Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Shania Twain's song 'Any Man of Mine'.
Blaine cursed silently to himself as he drove down the road, trying to get to the hospital as quickly as possible for Kurt's sake. He half-glanced at his boyfriend, who was curled up in the seat next to him, hands shoved into the pockets of the jacket he had thrown on. Kurt was obviously broken up about his step-brother being in the hospital. Blaine, on the other hand, wasn't sure how he felt about the whole situation. Yeah, he had hung out with Kurt and Finn before and Finn always seemed like a really cool guy. But now, Blaine almost felt like Finn deserved the pain he had just put himself through.
"Stop here," Kurt croaked, breaking through the older teen's monologue. Blaine, half-glancing at the other boy in a very confused manner, pulled into the parking lot of Wal-Mart, snagging a parking space near the front of the store. Kurt jumped out, quickly making his way to the doors. Blaine reclined his seat back, closing his eyes.
He decided that, yes, he was upset that Finn was hurt. Finn, regardless of how much of a dick he had been, shouldn't want to die. Blaine ran a hand through his ungelled hair, sighing. However, with Finn in his currently unstable emotional state, he didn't feel comfortable with Kurt being around him.
Kurt got back in the car, the trademark opaque bag around his wrist. Blaine sat his seat back up and pulled out of the lot, making his way toward the hospital. At the first red light, he turned to face Kurt. The countertenor was applying liberal amounts of concealer onto his bruises, blending the makeup into his skin smoothly. Blaine turned back to the now green light, trying to keep the overwhelming sadness from showing. "So, you don't plan on letting them what happened?"
Kurt stopped for a moment to glare at his boyfriend. "No, I don't. I'm not telling them unless Finn does." He went back to covering his blemishes.
They rode the rest of the way in a huffy silence. When they got out of the car at the hospital, Blaine took Kurt's hand into his. They ran hand-in-hand into the lobby of the emergency room waiting area, where they were immediately intercepted by Burt and Carole.
"Dad, what's wrong with Finn? Did he say why he did it?" Kurt demanded as he pulled a puffy eyed, tear stained Carole into a hug.
"Yeah, he said he felt insignificant because of Rachel and Quinn both cheating on him," Burt said, looking extremely uneasy. "The doctors just put him into a drug induced coma because he kept trying to rip the stitches and I.V. out of his arms."
Kurt's expression became stony. "Oh, right." He released Carole from his embrace. "So, I'm guessing you two are going to stay the night here to make sure Finn's alright?"
Carole nodded tearfully. "We want to be there when he wakes up. Will you stay with us?"
"I would, but I wouldn't want to overcrowd his room. Plus, regardless of him being in life threatening danger, we're really not on the best of terms." Kurt looked sullen. "It may not be best for me to be there when he wakes up."
Burt and Carole nodded their agreement. "What did you even argue about?" Burt asked.
Kurt stayed silent for a moment. "Wait until Finn's stable again; then ask him."
His father and step-mom nodded their agreement. "Blaine," Burt addressed his son's friend. "Thanks for taking care of my son for me."
"It's no problem at all, sir." Blaine smiled. "Oh, Mr. Hummel, there's something I'm going to need to talk to you about after this whole ordeal."
"Alright," the older man said, slightly shocked. They all exchanged goodbyes before Blaine and Kurt headed out again.
Once they were back in the car, Kurt drew his legs up to his chest, his head resting on his knees. Blaine reached a hand out, rubbing soothing circles across his boyfriend's back. "I'm fine," Kurt sighed, stretching his body out. "Let's just go home."
Blaine couldn't suppress a grin at that simple statement. "You think of my house as a home?"
Kurt flushed scarlet. "Forget it," he muttered, looking away from the boy next to him.
"I won't," Blaine responded softly, as he pulled out of the parking lot of the hospital. "I felt more comfortable there the few hours I spent with you than I have my entire life. For the first time, it didn't feel like a cell." While he spoke, his right hand drifted to Kurt's, lacing their fingers together.
Kurt felt unusual warmth spreading through his body that could only be expressed as joy. "I wasn't thinking when I said that," he admitted. "I just said it."
"Well, I honestly don't mind." Blaine replied.
The trip back to Blaine's house comfortably silent; at least until the last few minutes of the trip when Kurt decided the radio was necessary. When the strains of a familiar song came on, Blaine couldn't help but quirk an eyebrow at his boyfriend. "I thought all you listened to was Broadway and ballads," he teased, giving his boyfriend's hand a squeeze.
"It's my guilty pleasure," Kurt admitted, shrugging, leaning back into his seat. The music got louder and Kurt sang along:
"Any man of mine better be proud of me.
Even when I'm ugly he still better love me
And I can be late for a date that's fine,
But he better be on time.
Any man of mine'll say it fits just right
When last year's dress is just a little too tight.
And anything I do or say better be okay
When I have a bad hair day.
And if I change my mind
A million times
I wanna hear him say,
Yeah, yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah I like that way!
Any man of mine better walk the line.
Better show me a teasin' squeezin' pleasin' kinda time.
I need a man who knows, how the story goes.
He's gotta be a heartbeatin' fine treatin',
Breath takin', earthquakin' kind!
Any man of mine."
The car pulled into the driveway. Blaine turned to face Kurt, a cheeky smirk on his face. "Do I fit that description?" He asked in mock concern.
Kurt smiled, leaning in to give his boyfriend a sweet, chaste kiss. "Yes, I would say you do."
A/N: So yeah, weekend at Blaine's house! I get the feeling the chapters dealing with their weekend are going to be pure cotton candy fluff drizzled with angst sauce. But, in any case, I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! Reviews = Love! ~C.Y.R.
