A/N: I'm so sorry guys! I have had a rough week with a lot of work. But from tonight I have five weeks of vacation to enjoy! I'll spend some time writing!

This chapter is un-Betad, so every mistake is mine.

When Sunday morning came around, Blaine woke up and felt light. He stretched and smiled when he bumped into Kurt's sleeping body. Blaine turned to look at his boyfriend. He was laying on his stomach with his face smashed into the pillow. His lips were slightly parted and he was drooling. Blaine's heart swelled at the sight of Kurt.

Blaine got out of bed and used his crutches to get to the bathroom. His ribs hurt but it wasn't too much. He shaved and took a long shower. He got in some clean pyjama pants and a t-shirt and got back to his room. In the bed Kurt had shifted and was now taking up the entire bed. Blaine smiled and kissed him on the forehead before headed to the kitchen.

He brewed coffee and started making toast when Kurt came in to the kitchen.

" Blaine?" he said surprised.

"Good morning my love!" Blaine smiled and took Kurt in his arms. He kissed him hard on his lips, and when Kurt gasped in surprise by the force of Blaine's morning kiss, he took advantage of that to let his tongue slip in and teasingly follow Kurt's row of teeth. Kurt pressed his body closer to the Blaine he had missed during these days of him sleeping. He moved his hands to Blaine's back and felt the muscles there shifting as Blaine pulled him closer. Kurt moaned in to Blaine's mouth which led to Blaine moaning in return. Their bodies were pulled even closer and their hardness' were pressed together with only boxers and the thin fabric of their pyjama pants to separate them. This led them both to stop in their movements and opened their eyes to look at each other. Both their pupils were blown and they were breathing heavily.

"Oh, wow." Blaine was the one to break the silence.

"Yes, wow."

Before they had the opportunity to say anymore, the fire alarm went off from the toast forgotten in the frying pan. They both jumped and hurried to put the pan in the sink and turn on the water. They both laughed when Burt and Carole came bursting in the kitchen.

"What happened?" Burt was the first to ask.

"We… Ummmh… We got caught up and forgot the toast in the pan." Kurt said blushing.

Carole giggled and turned to Blaine.

"Well, look who is back from the dead! Welcome back Blaine!" She hugged him.

"Thanks I guess?" He answered confused. "What do you mean welcome back?"

"Sit down and I make some toast." Carole said and motioned them to the table.

Blaine shook his head.

"No, no, I want to make breakfast today! You sit down for once."

"Okay, then." Carole said, poured coffee for herself and Burt and sat down.

"What did you mean welcome back?" Blaine asked again.

"You have been sleeping for a while now." Burt said.

"I haven't just slept for a night?" Blaine asked, stopped in his motions by this information.

"No, sweetie, you slept since Wednesday." Carole said to him.

"And what day is it today?" He asked.

"It's Saturday." Kurt said, kissing him on the cheek.

"What?" Blaine couldn't believe it. "I slept for days?"

"Yes. You have been woken for some food and medicine, but other than that you've slept." Carole said to him.

Blaine opened his mouth to start speaking but was interrupted by Burt.

"You needed the sleep Blaine; don't even think about apologizing about it." Burt said and smiled to him as he put down the toast on the table and sat down.

Blaine smiled back to him, he had started making apologizes when Burt had told him not to.

Finn came down the stairs, brought down by the smell of food. He was followed by Puck and Mike.

"Blaine!" Puck said.

"Dude! You're awake!" Finn said and dropped down next to him.

"Good morning." Mike mumbled.

Kurt smiled to Blaine and took his hand under the table. He squeezed it and got a smile in return.

Blaine and Kurt went back to Blaine's room after breakfast. Kurt had barely closed the door before Blaine took his hand and pulled him on the bed. He fell on top of Blaine, who quickly found Kurt's mouth and kissed him. Kurt wasn't late to respond to this, he kissed him back and traced with his tongue along Blaine's lips. When Blaine separated them, Kurt sucked on his low lip until he got the moan he was after. Kurt left Blaine's mouth and started kissing and sucking along Blaine's jawline. He continued down along his neck down to Blaine's hem. He ran his hands along Blaine's sides. He stopped kissing him and lifted his face to look at Blaine while tugging gently at his shirt.

Blaine nodded and lifted his back from the mattress and took of his t-shirt. He blushed under Kurt's gaze. He laid back down. Kurt let his hands trace over Blaine's torso. This was the first time he had seen Blaine's torso since that Friday night. And this was so, so different. Kurt enjoyed feeling his boyfriend's bare skin with his hands. He let them wander from his broad shoulder down over his chest, down to his abdomen where he still had a bandage.

Blaine felt himself become harder with every touch from Kurt's hands. He moaned and involuntarily arched to get some friction. They both moaned when their cocks rubbed towards each other. Blaine pulled Kurt close to him. He let his hand wander along Kurt's back and down towards his butt. When he reached Kurt's ass and took a firm grip on it, Kurt pressed down against Blaine and they both grasped for air. Neither of them needed much more now.

"Blaine." Kurt moaned into his mouth.

"Kurt."

"I can't… Much more."

"Come. Come with my baby." Blaine whisper in his ear and arched. It was all it took for Kurt to reach that little piece of heaven. He felt his blood rushing down and he felt his balls tightening before his body started shaking and he came. Blaine watched Kurt come undone on top of him and this sent him the same way. They rode their high together. They enjoyed the bliss right afterward. Their muscles gave up and Kurt collapsed on top of Blaine and Blaine's hand fell from Kurt's body. Their laid their panting, sweating, enjoying. Finally Kurt got some energy and rolled of his boyfriend's broken ribs. They fell asleep close together, hands holding, legs tangled, sheets sweaty with smiles on their faces.

Kurt woke up an hour later. She kissed Blaine who also woke up and smiled to his boyfriend.

"Hi." Kurt said.

"Hi."

"So, we took another step."

"Mmmhmmm." Blaine smiled and nodded.

"Thoughts?"

"Best step I ever took."

"Blaine! Be serious!"

"I am, Kurt! It was the best thing I've ever had experienced."

"You didn't think we should have talked about it first?"

Blaine sighed and pulled himself into a sitting position.

"Maybe we should have spoken about it. But we didn't, and I don't see the need to become overemotional about it now."

"I am not overemotional Blaine!"

"Yes you are. Why can't we just enjoy this? Why do you have to destroy this for me? This was one thing that was good for me, and now you go destroying it!"

"I don't wanna destroy it Blaine! Come on! I didn't mean it like that."

"No, well, you really did a good job destroying it either way!"

"Blaine!"

"NO! JUST LEAVE!"

"Blaine?"

"GO! GET OUT!"

Kurt stood up and looked at Blaine. He couldn't believe what was happening. He stood at the bed for a while searching for words, any words that would make it alright between them again.

"GET OUT! NOW! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Blaine shouted and Kurt did as he said.

Kurt took a shower and had just put on some clothes when he received a text from Mercedes asking if he wanted to have lunch at the mall. He sighed and went downstairs to see if Blaine was ready to make up or if he should leave the house. He knocked on Blaine's door. He got no response and opened the door slightly. Blaine's bed was done and his crutches were gone. Kurt went out to the kitchen were Burt and Carole were planning food for the next week.

"Where's Blaine?" he asked.

"Isn't he in his room?" Carole asked.

"No, it's empty."

"Living room?" Burt asked.

Kurt nodded and went there but it was empty. He went around the house, looking in every room for his boyfriend. He was nowhere to be found. He returned to the kitchen.

"Seriously, where's Blaine?" he asked. "He isn't in the house."

"Have you called his cell?"

"He doesn't have one. His broke when he was pushed down the stairs." Kurt said. He felt his heart rate increase.

"Let's go round the house and look." Burt suggested.

"I ALREADY LOOKED! HE IS GONE!"

"Kurt, calm down." Burt said.

"CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN? Blaine is gone and I should calm down?"

"Kurt? We'll find him!" Carole said.

"But where is he?" Kurt asked.

"Is there a reason he took off? Did you have some kind of a fight?" Burt asked.

"SO NOW IT'S MY FAULT HE IS GONE?"

"I didn't say that. Kurt, you need to calm down."

Kurt's phone rang and made them all jump.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked.

"No, Mercedes?"

"Oh, sorry, Cedes, can I call you later? Blaine is missing and we have to find him."

"Yeah, sure, call me later."

"Will do." Kurt said and hung up. He turned to Burt and Carole.

"Well? Do something! Do something grown-up! FIND HIM!"

"Kurt, honey, you need to calm down." Carole laid a hand on Kurt's shoulder and pulled him in for a hug.

Burt went through the house, but found nothing more than Kurt had done. He went outside to see if Blaine was sitting on the porch. Instead he found that the driveway was short on two cars – Finn's who was at practice and Blaine's who shouldn't be driving at all with a cast on his foot. He sighed heavily.

"Blaine, what have you done?" He mumbled before he went inside.