"Blaine... Sweetie. You're a-, um, you're awake... how long have you been awake? How much did you hear?"
Kurt doesn't know why he asked Blaine that question. The look on Blaine's face and the tears running down Blaine's cheeks told Kurt the answer. Blaine had heard enough.
Blaine just sat there, lightly touching Kurt, unable to speak, a blank look in his eyes.
Who knows how long the two boys sat there in silence, just taking in everything that had happened, tears running down their faces. Until finally...
"Are my parents really not coming? I mean, I know their jobs are important, but..."
"Blaine... I... I don't know what to say... I'm so sorry."
"They're not. They're not coming. I'm not important enough."
"NO!" Kurt shouted in anger.
"No! Blaine, listen to me. Don't you ever say that. You are important. Your parents... your parents are just... just... I don't even think there are words to describe how messed up they are for doing this to you. But you are important. You are important to me. And I will always be here for you. Do you understand me? I will be here. We will get through this, together."
Blaine had begun crying even harder at Kurt's loving words. During Kurt's speech, Kurt had decided 'screw it. I'm getting in this bed and I'm holding my boyfriend, wires be damned.'
And that is what Kurt did. He laid there and held his boyfriend as they both drowned in their tears and their fear of the unknown. They both knew that this would be a long, painful experience, and it would test their relationship to no ends, but they also knew, deep down, that nothing, not even cancer could come between them. They would make it through this.
"Boys, if you will excuse me, I have other patients to tend to. I will be back shortly though. Blaine, I'm sure you'll be needing more pain medication soon, so just hit that button next to your bed to call the nurse when you're ready. Also, Kurt, I think it would be wise for you to call your father soon. And I would just like to say that I'm sorry that this is happening to you two. We'll do everything we can to help you, Blaine."
Both boys jumped, startled, when Dr. Patrick spoke, having forgotten that he was in the room with them. Both boys simply nodded, then turned their attention back to one another as Dr. Patrick quietly got out of his chair and slipped out of the room, softly shutting the door behind him, giving the boys some privacy.
The boys stayed curled up in one another for a little while longer, both delaying the conversation they knew they would have to have.
But finally, they couldn't avoid it any longer. Blaine wiped his tears away, knowing he would have to hurry the conversation along before he had to take more pain medication and passed out again.
"Soo... so this is really happening, isn't it?" Blaine asked Kurt, a sad look in his eyes.
Kurt sighed.
"Yeah, sweetie. It really is. I'm so sorry. But everything's going to be alright. I promise you. We'll make it through this."
"I- I know. I'm just scared. I'm not supposed to have cancer. That isn't how it was supposed to happen. I was so nervous about this surgery, and everyone kept telling me, 'don't worry about it! It's just a simple surgery that doctors perform every day! Everything will be fine!' Little did I know it wasn't the surgery I should have been scared of... it was what they would find during surgery. Baby... I just... I can't... I..."
Blaine broke off, crying again. And Kurt just held him, shushing him and cradling him, with love and care, not knowing what to say to make his boyfriend feel better, because he was just as scared.
"It will be ok, Blaine. We'll be ok. We'll make it through this. And I promise you, I will always be here for you. You don't have to be strong. I'll be strong for you. Lean on me and, together, we'll be ok."
"Thank you. I love you so much. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being here. Just... thank you, Kurt."
Kurt smiled into the top of Blaine's hair, where he was resting his head, still holding on to Blaine like his life depended on it.
"Of course, sweetie. Of course. Now I think you should call the nurse and get some pain medication, like the doctor said. We'll figure out everything else once you've gained some of your strength back."
Kurt made to get up so that he could press the button to call the nurse, but Blaine clung to him desperately, flinching in pain as he did so.
"Will you be here when I wake up? Don't leave me! Please don't leave me!"
"Shhh. I'll be here. Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."
Kurt gently pried Blaine's hands away from him, and moved around to the other side of the bed to press the button to call the nurse. The nurse appeared instantly and inserted a new morphine pump into one of the many wires connected to Blaine's body. Blaine began to feel the effects of the drug immediately, and felt his eyes begin to close, no matter how hard he fought against it, wanting to stay awake and be with Kurt, with the knowledge that his boyfriend was there for him and cared for him.
"It's ok, Blaine. Go to sleep. Like I said, I'll be here. I promise."
And then Blaine was out. Kurt sat back down in the chair next to the bed, holding gently onto Blaine's hand, reveling in the comfort that just that small touch could provide. Kurt was exhausted, both physically and mentally, from everything that had happened in the past few hours. He wanted nothing more in that moment than to just sleep. But first, he needed to call his dad.