Kurt now sat with Blaine, playing with his diaper-clad angel.
"Baby! It's time for nummies." He cooed and scooped Blaine up into his arms before carrying him over to an oversized high chair and locking him in.
Blaine smiled happily and banged on the tray as Kurt spooned some cut up pears and bits of muffins onto the tray. Then he set a sippy cup of juice down in front of him. Baby eagerly picked the food up with his fingers, not caring about the stickiness in his baby mindset.
"After nummies, we'll get you a diapey change and we can watch Sesame Street." Kurt smiled. "And you can have Daddy cuddles."
Blaine smiled happily in response and giggled as he put a hand to his mouth. "Mwah!" He said, pushing his arm out toward Kurt and making the man laugh.
"MMMwah!" Kurt said, kissing his baby's cheek. He heard the rumbling of the mail truck and stood up. "Stay put, darling." He cooed, knowing that Blaine couldn't get out anyway. "Daddy needs to get the mail." Kurt grabbed his coat and tugged his boots on before venturing out into the sharp, chilly air. He carefully minded the ice that coated the sidewalks and roads as he walked down the street to the mailbox.
He didn't notice the revving engine of the squeaking of breaks until it was too late and the car skidded across the icy road,, slamming into Kurt.
Dave was about to argue with Sebastian, saying that Kurt and Blaine were still friends when his phone rang. Not recognizing the number, ha frowned. "Hello?"
"Is this Dave Karofsky?" A man asked.
"Yes, who's this?" Dave asked, shrugging when Sebastian mouthed 'who is it?'
"Mr. Karofsky, this is Victor Shay with the Metropolitan Hospital Center on 1st Avenue in New York City. You were listed, as a secondary contact should anything happen to Kurt Hummel-Anderson. We currently cannot get a hold of his husband and need you to come as soon as you can."
Dave paled. "Kurt? He's in the hospital? What happened?"
Sebastian looked up at the word 'hospital' in alarm.
"At about eight-twenty this morning a car skidded of the road and hit him. He's currently in a comatose state with a serious head injury." Victor told him.
Dave sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Okay, I- I'll be there as soon as I can."
"What's wrong?" Sebastian asked when Dave hung up. "Where's Kurt?"
"Hospital. Hit by a car." Dave said, wiping his eyes. While he was just a friend, he still loved Kurt.
Sebastian's jaw dropped. "Where's Blaine?"
"They don't know." Dave shook his head. "But I've to go, for Kurt."
Sebastian nodded. "I'll come, too. We can use the family jet."
Dave didn't respond to that and they quickly left the shop to pack and make arrangements, figuring they'd stay at the couple's house.
