Kurt woke up when the bright white light of late winter slanted over the simply elegant walls of his bedroom and onto the sleeping pair, tangled up in sheets and eachother; the series of nightmares Blaine had screamed out in the night leaving them both slightly sweaty and exhausted. Moving quickly so as to give Blaine a bit more sleep he extracted himself from the mess and shut the curtains, moving to wrap Blaine more securely in the still notted sheets so that he would stay warm. Worriedly he noted that the sleeping boy still had a bit of a fever, though it was no where near as bad as the day before. He planted a kiss to his sweaty forehead, smiling when Blaine sighed softly then went out into the kitchen to get a few things sorted.

The familiar, calming work of cleaning up the kitchen helped him to settle his thoughts. As he scraped their already pretty empty plates and scrubbed the countertops clean he began to map out a list of things they needed to do. He decided to write it out. He liked lists. They always seemed to calm him down.

Things to do

1. Call my dad and fill him in. Maybe have him try to get some of Blaine's stuff? (check with Blaine on this)

2. Get Blaine to figure out with McKinley what to do about school for the next two months. Also talk to Mr. Schuster.

3. Find an allergist like the doctor said.

4. GLEE CLUB

5. Cooper.

6. Explain to NYADA why I haven't been in and possibly get a few weeks off.

7. Get Blaine some clothes etc.

That settled and the kitchen clean he went back into the bedroom where Blaine was still sleeping, now with slightly more tension in the wrinkle of his eyebrows and the way he was hugging himself. Kurt slipped back under the covers and laughed softly when Blaine instinctively rolled so that he was once again lying pressed tightly against Kurt, who happily snuggled into his boyfriends warmth, tucking his chin in the divet of Blaine's collar bone and sighing into the comforting scent of his skin. He found htat he was crying without his consent, slow tears that slipped hot and wet out of his eyes and down onto Blaines skin. He clung to Blaine in his sadness, finally letting himself feel the sadness and confusion and worry that he had been keeping in to try so desperately to be strong for Blaine. Oh Blaine. Then he felt him stirring, confusedly at first, then he was encircled by Blaines strong arms, and it was his turn to be held firmly as he cried and kept crying. After a minute he realized what was happening and tried to stem his tears but Blaine cupped his cheek with a slightly shaking hand and said

"It's okay Kurt, I've got you, I love you. You can cry love."

He ran his fingers through Kurt's hair in the gentle way he knew relaxed Kurt, planting kisses over his face as he moved to straddle him. After covering every inch of his chest with soft yet desperate kisses he simply laid on top of him, slightly supporting himself on his biceps but allowing Kurt to feel the steady weight of him as their breathing synchronized from the closeness, hichuping sobs growing quiet and eventually stilling.

"I love you Kurt. You're so wonderful, so good to me, so beautiful. You make me feel safe and warm and loved. You're so strong, but don't forget I've got you. I love you. You can cry. Its okay. I've got you."

In response Kurt kissed him just once, looking in that moment possibly more handsome then Blaine had ever seen him, then moved to get up. Blaine cupped his hips with his hands, pressing him gently into the bed.

"Shh sweetheart. Everythings okay. Everything will get done love, I promise. We'll do it together. It'll all be okay. Now I'm sure you've made a list, so how about we get cleaned up and then we'll take a look at it."

At that Kurt had to giggle.

"You know me well Blaine Anderson. Lets go. Do you want the bathroom first?"

Blaine left him with a kiss as he bounded away, markedly more energetic from the day before. Kurt sighed contentedly as he sank back onto the sheets for a moment, letting his head loll into the warm patch left by Blaine and pulling the old quilt up around him. Before he knew it he was falling back asleep, not a deep sleep but a quiet peacefull doze that was only broken by Blaine's laughter as he came out of the shower to see Kurt sleeping.

"What I'm up I'm up!" Kurt mumbled as he darted up at the sound.

"It's fine sleepyhead. The shower's all yours if you want it." Blaine laughed, throwing a towel at the bleary eyed Kurt before starting to go out into the kitchen. Kurt remembered that there was one last thing he needed to tell Blaine though.

"Oh and Blaine, closet's yours. And today we're going shopping."

He didn't know how in the world either of them could afford any new clothing much less a whole wardrobe but it didn't matter. They would do it together.