Kurt didn't doubt that Blaine could pull it off. It was only a ten minute performance, after all. His knee had been bothering him at dance rehearsal all week, and it was to the point where he could hardly walk. Kurt kept bugging him about it and tried to get him to see a doctor, but Blaine insisted it wasn't as bad as it seemed. Kurt just hoped he could make it through the dance without any problems.
As his boyfriend, Kurt considered it his job to keep a close eye on Blaine throughout the number. If his knee gave him any problems, or if he hurt it even more, Kurt was going to be the first one to help.
Kurt and Blaine were only in one song, so they were really only going to be on stage for about five minutes. Kurt just danced in the background, but Blaine got to sing. He seemed to be having a hard time with just walking around the stage, and then his knee gave out and he fell. The audience gasped, but Blaine popped right back up before Kurt could even do anything. He kept going, and Kurt could tell he was trying to hide the fact that he was in pain.
The song seemed to drag on forever, but finally it was over. Mr. Shue gave all of the guys high fives as they got off the stage. Blaine limped over to the wings, and Kurt caught him as he fell forward. He and Mr. Shue got him to his feet, and Kurt took over so he could watch the Troubletones perform.
"I can't walk," Blaine panicked, out of breath from walking and singing. Kurt wrapped Blaine's arm around his neck so he could support him better.
"It's okay," he said. "Lean on me. You can sit down and rest it and we'll put some ice on it. How bad is it hurting?"
Blaine hissed in pain as Kurt walked too fast for him, and he struggled to keep up. "It hurts a lot." Kurt was nearly carrying him, but they finally made it to the choir room. Kurt got him a chair to sit in, and another one to prop his leg up.
"I think you might've torn a ligament or something…" Kurt thought out loud. "If you're in that much pain you definitely need to see a doctor." Blaine squeezed his hand and winced.
"Later," he said. "I just want to sit down." Kurt found Blaine's water bottle and gave it to him. He kept some extra strength Tylenol in his locker in case he got a headache at school, so he went and got some for Blaine. It hurt him to see Blaine in so much pain. Kurt wanted to make it all better, but he could only hope something wasn't seriously wrong.
Author's Notes:
Ugh poor Blaine. Kurt would take him home and hover over him until he was all better, and Blaine would be needy and milk it for as long as possible, and his sister would tease him and call him 'Gimpy' (which was what my teachers did to me when I broke my leg. It got SUPER annoying and I pretended to be offended so they would stop).
I like writing hurt Blaine. Someone prompt me more of that (and Kadam. You can never have too much Kadam).