So because of all the lovely and unexpected feedback and attention this little drabble has gained I decided to add a little extra to it and because I'm so excited for all the Klaine stuff coming up (fingers crossed it's what we've been waiting for) so I came up with this, still trying to stick as close as possible to the rumours and spoilers we've had leading up to and for 5x15 Bash, thank you for reading, and I know it always gets said but reviews are kinda great : )
Before it's too late, sequel to Open your eyes for me once more
"You can say it, go on ask me."
"Huh?"
"What's on your mind, I can hear you thinking, come on lets talk about it, get it out of the way.."
"B-but Kurt we've spoke about what happened to you, you told me about the guy being attacked and you, you, a-are you ok, d-does your head hurt again? Should I call the doc.."
"Oh I'm fine, I'm fine, not about that honey, about what you were, are thinking, when I was in the hospital and you, they uh wouldn't let you in.."
Kurt drawled off as he wriggled his left hand in the air slightly as if making his point clear, his engagement ring glimmering in the morning sun that shone through the bedroom window, but then flinched at the small jab of pain from his knuckles which were flecked with light red cuts and plum coloured bruises. Blaine wrapped his arms tighter around Kurt's stomach and brushed a finger lightly over the cool metal band, whilst carefully bringing Kurt's other hand up to his mouth and brushed his lips over each injured knuckle, and exhaled a quiet sigh into Kurt's hair.
It had been two days since the incident, Kurt was allowed to come home the next morning after a few more check ups and tests, thankfully he was able to walk away with just some minor surface wounds and a slight concussion, unfortunately they didn't know about what had happened to the other victim, the man who Kurt had put himself in danger for to help, the hospital said they'd keep Kurt informed of his progress, but they had heard of a spot out on the street where flowers were being placed in a form of a 'get well' gesture.
The night that Kurt had been admitted to hospital Burt had went back to the loft with Blaine, after Kurt had woken up and visiting hours had ended and the two had literally been pushed out of Kurt's hospital room to let him rest. The next morning Blaine and Burt travelled together to the hospital to bring Kurt home whilst Rachel, Sam and Santana prepared a welcome home brunch. The rest of the day was spent watching movies, snacking on junk food and generally re-cooperating after a previous emotional and tiring 24 hours.
That evening Rachel and Sam accompanied Burt back to the airport to catch a late flight back home, ignoring Kurt's constant persistence that he was indeed fine and wanted to take his dad to the airport himself, but he couldn't deny that he was dog tired, he hadn't slept much the night before in the hospital, the constant whirring and beeping of machines, doors slamming shut and trolleys and roller-beds whizzing by his door certainly didn't help.
Kurt also knew that he didn't particularly look that great, his face was paler than usual and dotted with small scrapes and scratches, and bruises on his neck, there were heavy black bags under his eyes and he could only stand or walk in short intervals before getting a little light head and having to rest.
And so with some gentle encouragement Blaine had finally persuaded him to stay behind with the promise that they would Skype with Burt the next day and retire for an early night. Santana was out for the night and Sam was going to hang with Rachel for the rest of the night and the most part of the next day.
During the day when Kurt was busy talking with his dad, Blaine had gone around the apartment and removed every mirror and reflective surface possible, and when Kurt padded into the bathroom to get washed and ready for bed, he squeezed is eyes shut to stop the tears from falling at the simple sincerity and weight of the gesture, god what if he had been taken away from that man?
Now it was late into the next morning and Kurt and Blaine had woken naturally after a full nights sleep, soundly in each other arms. They had talked and cried themselves to sleep with promises of no more negativity and 'what could have beens' and planned a day of nothing but being with each other and whatever else that brought. They playfully kissed away each other's sleep crusted eyes, peppering light kisses and nuzzles over jaws and necks before the tell tale sounds of rumbling stomachs interrupted them, if Blaine was honest he was happy for the disruption, he didn't want to push Kurt too far, this was enough, he had him back, that's all that mattered.
Blaine got up to make breakfast warning Kurt with a firm pointed finger and hard stare to stay right where he was. Afterwards the breakfast tray full with empty mugs and crust littered plates was placed on the floor beside the bed and Kurt shifted to lie between Blaine's legs, his head resting on the other boy's chest and their sheets hunched up snugly around them as they lay in comfortable silence, drinking in the warmth of each other.
"Well um, wh-what do you.."
"I thought the same I guess, when I was um waking up but not really all there still you know? I um, well my first thought was with you, I knew they wouldn't let you in, and th-then I heard you and it killed me.."
"God Kurt don't say that.."
"But it did, I hated that you couldn't come in right away, I mean yeah sure I wanted my dad, of course I did, but I wanted you too and you, you were so mad.." Blaine winced and kissed the top of Kurt's head, pressing his nose into his soft chestnut hair and breathing in deeply.
"I'm sorry that you heard that, man I was being such an ass, God I almost hit Sam.."
"Hey" Kurt moved his left hand up and grasped Blaine's jaw, shaking it gently and scratching at the light stubble that had grown over night, "You couldn't control it, you were distressed right, I would have been the same."
Blaine huffed out a breathy response, his chest rising and falling dramatically, causing Kurt's to imitate the action. He moved his hand up to rest over Kurt's on his face and his finger automatically found the smooth surface of the ring and started to rub and twirl it around. He kissed Kurt's temple and bent his head lower to speak quietly into Kurt's ear, his voice an almost whisper, low and steady.
"Well what are you saying Kurt? We can't go back in time, I mean yeah if we were married then yeah we would have been treated differently but it's.."
"But what if you were wearing a ring?"
"I still don't think that would change anything honey, if we had matching bands.."
"What if you got your own ring to wear now and you understood what I was saying.." Kurt's voice had a cheeky lift to it and Blaine could just see the rounding of his cheeks where a smile was spreading over his lips. Blaine pulled his head back and leaned over slightly to the side so he could look at Kurt the best he could, who in turn turned around in Blaine's arms on his side and leaning an arm on his stomach for balance.
"I um, I thought you wanted a long engagement.." Kurt groaned, dipping his head momentarily against his Blaine's hip, who just continued to stare at his fiancé not knowing what to say or do, too frightened to make any sudden movements or get to excited.
"God I do, I did, I just, what-what if it's too late Blaine? Why are we waiting? Because we're young? So freaking what, we'll continue renting this place for as long as we can, we've both already got jobs, our school work is fine, we make time for each other and our friends, we'll deal with each problem as we get to it, b-but what if something else awful happens, what if we don't make it.." He choked on his last words and swallowed down a sob as he brought a hand to his mouth. Blaine shuffled down the bed so that he was sitting hunched over Kurt's body his arms and legs on either side of him and tucked Kurt's head under his chin, he rubbed circles soothingly over his back.
"Hey, sshh sshh, come on now, I don't ever, wont ever come close to losing you again, it's not happening, let's not think like that now ok? And if those idiots want official documents to prove that we belong at each other sides always, then that's what they'll get, hell I'll drag you down to city hall right now.." Kurt half giggled, half sobbed and brushed a hand over face.
"Getting hitched will make it that little bit harder to get rid of each other I suppose.."
"Damn straight.." He laughed again and tilted his chin up to kiss lightly at Blaine's jaw, he then straightened sitting at his full height so that he was a few inches taller than the other boy, and looked deeply into his eyes, their noses a mere brush away.
"I guess I thought it was the adult thing to do you know, it was responsible to wait and start planning the wedding later on in our early adulthood, when we're more mature and more settled in life and stuff, b-but when you go through something like this.." He breathed deeply and Blaine leaned in nuzzling their noses together, his eye lashes fluttering against his cheeks.
"Yeah, I know, I so know, when you um, wh-when you're so scared your gonna loose that one person, how much more grown up can you get you know?"
"Yeah" Kurt breathed, his lips ghosting over Blaine's cheek.
"So yeah?" He could feel Kurt's smile against his skin and leaned into it, his hands coming up to clasp each side of Kurt's neck, gently rubbing over the fading red marks there, then up and over the small scratches on his pale cheeks as he tilted his head to face him.
"Yeah, yes, lets talk about it, lets move towards more it ok? God's knows life's too short, we've had more than enough of experiencing that recently, lets get the wheels in motion before it's too late, ok?"
"Ok" Blaine breathed against his lips, and swept them gently between his own, Kurt kissed back deeply but still with soft strokes, weary of the cut that sat top-right on his pink lips. Blaine eased back letting Kurt set the pace, letting his lips chase his own and after a while they pulled apart with matching smiles.
Blaine booped his nose, "What do you wanna do today? Wanna go back to that flower store and put down a deposit?"
"Yeah, yeah let's do that, but first can we um, can we go to the uh, where they're putting the flowers down? I um I guess I just wanna see you know?"
Blaine leaned forward and kissed his nose, his eyes shining with love and reverence.
"Absolutely."