He slowly became aware of things, but he couldn't open his eyes. He was cold, and it was noisy wherever he was. Pain took over his whole body. It was like when he had the flu and it hurt to move. He was tired, and wanted to go to sleep.
Kurt slowly managed to crack open one eye. He saw multiple people walking around, all wearing the same clothes. He got scared as he realized it was the hospital. Kurt tried to think back to what had happened, but his head hurt. He remembered screaming and sirens and a needle going into his arm and feeling sleepy. That was it.
"D-Dad?" he croaked. If his dad was there then he could fix it. Kurt tried to lift his head up, but there was something around his neck and he couldn't move it.
"It's okay," a woman said, looking down on him. "Hey, Lisa, he's awake." A second woman came over and smiled at him. it wasn't a mean smile. She seemed nice.
"Hi, Kurt," she said softly. Kurt tried to smile back. "Kurt, do you remember what happened?"
"I was driving…" he said, not one hundred percent sure if he was correct. The first nurse nodded sympathetically.
"You were in an accident," she told him. "It wasn't too bad, though. You'll be just fine. We're waiting to see if you broke any bones, but it looks like you can go home tonight."
Kurt remembered more. He was driving to Blaine's house. His boyfriend was going to be worried sick.
"Blaine," he mumbled. "Where's Blaine?" he didn't want to cry, but his eyes watered up despite that. "I need Blaine!"
"It's okay," the nurse said. "We've talked to Blaine. He's on his way. He should be here pretty soon, actually."
Kurt began to cry. He cried for Blaine, he cried for how much his head hurt, and he cried because he wanted to go home. He hated the hospital. He hated it so much.
"Honey, it's okay. Take a deep breath. You're going to be okay." Kurt managed to shake his head. It wouldn't be okay, not until he got to see Blaine. Everything hurt so bad. His head was throbbing painfully, there was a sharp pain in his chest every time he tried to breathe, and he still just felt sore all over. It was impossible to get comfortable.
"Kurt?" Kurt blinked away his tears, and Blaine slowly walked into the room. It was okay. He was going to be okay. Blaine took his hand and kissed his forehead. "I'm so goad you're okay, baby. I talked to a doctor. He said you only broke some ribs, but you can go home tonight."
Kurt held onto Blaine's hand and slowly managed to relax. "Don't leave," he told him. "I need you to stay." He was about to start crying again, but his boyfriend shushed him.
"Of course I'll stay," he promised. "I'm not going anywhere." Kurt breathed a sigh of relief. Blaine made it all better.
Author's Notes:
And here is another Tumblr drabble because my laziness overcame me yesterday. But tomorrow I will have updates for both my drabble series, and on Tuesday I'll update my longer story (which you should go read if you like Kurt angst).
So there you have it. Leave prompts here or on my Tumblr, and if you review then I'll love you forever.