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The steady beeping sound being omitted from the hospital equipment beside him slowly started to change from a dull, muffled tone to being much sharper and more precise.
"Mmm" Kurt moaned as his hands rubbed over his temples and moved across to rub circles into his eyelids.
"I take it I fell asleep?" He asked although he really didn't need to. The small patch of saliva that had gathered around the corner of his mouth and the roughness of his voice was enough to tell him that yes, he had fallen asleep - and for quite a while at that.
Without looking up from his book, Blaine answered "You did indeed". Peering at Kurt from underneath his eyelashes and seeing the boy was still in a semi unconscious daze, Blaine saw it as a perfect opportunity for some light hearted teasing. Turning his attention back to his book even though he had absolutely no interest in reading anymore, he non chalantly remarked "You even started snoring for a while."
Kurt could have easily strained a muscle with how quickly he whipped his head around to the left of him to stare at his boyfriend. Those seven, simple words had caused Kurt to resemble a deer caught in headlights. Blaine rested the book on his thigh as he shrugged his shoulders at Kurt who still look absolutely mortified. This was too good to not carry on for a little longer.
"You even snorted at one point. It was only a couple of times but-"
"Oh my god!" Kurt exclaimed, his voice slightly muffled as his head was currently buried deeply in his hands as if he would die of embarrassment at any moment.
Blaine struggled to stifle his laughter but he resisted and continued.
"Babe, it's okay. You know your Dad snores so it maybe just something you've inherited and it's only just started now. Finn's quite a trooper at some points too though so if it's not nature, it's defiantly a nurture thing."
"Urgh" Kurt groaned as he buried his face further into the depths of his lap, embarrassment brightly flushed over his face. "Oh my god this is horrible! I wouldn't be surprised if you never want to stay in the same room as me anymore. Urgh I'm gonna have to buy a nose guard or a nasal strip or something! You do know people have surgery because of this sort of thing." Kurt rambled uncontrollably.
"I don't think you're gonna need surgery Kurt."
"Why. Because it's magically going to disappear by itself?" The deadpan expression on his face perfectly complimented the sarcasm soaked comment.
"No but because you weren't snoring in the first place." Blaine said simply
Blaine hadn't realised that one person could convey so many facial expressions in such a short space of time. He watched as Kurts face turned from shock to absolute relief. Relief quickly turned to confusion as Kurt eyed his boyfriend suspiciously with furrowed eyebrows. It was at this point that the facade Blaine had been expertly portraying started to crack as his lips intermittently twitched upwards as the laughs he desperately attempted to stifle down crept to the surface. Kurts eyes widened as he gasped at the sudden realisation however the realisation quickly turned to anger as he snatched the book from Blaines lap and promptly began to swat his boyfriend with it, hitting any body part that was in his reach.
"I surrender, I surrender!" Blaine managed to exclaim through his side splitting laughter as he grabbed the handkerchief from his pocket and waved it around in the air in defeat.
"I can't believe you" Kurt said as he eventually desisted from whacking his boyfriend with the paperback book.
"oh come on Kurt, that wasfunny - the look on your face was absolutely priceless!"
"That was in no way, anywhere near being funny. I hate you"
"No you don't" Blaine remarked in an innocent sing-song voice but Kurt wasn't budging as he sat in the chair staring straight ahead with his arms folded across his chest.
"I really do." he stated, refusing to make eye contact.
Without warning, Blaine lifted himself out of the chair and leaned over Kurt, gently cradling Kurts chin in his hands as he tilted his head upwards to place a gentle, loving kiss against his boyfriends pouting lips.
"Do you still hate me now?" Blaine whispered against Kurts lips as he pulled ever so slightly away from the embrace.
"Shut up" Kurt murmured in defeat before winding his hand around Blaines neck to pull him into another kiss.
"Why would you do that though!" Kurt exclaimed as he abruptly cut short the kiss before he got too carried away with forgiving his boyfriend.
Blaine shrugged his shoulders as he sat back down in his chair, a mischievous smile gracing his face. "It was too easy I guess. How are you feeling anyway? Not too hot or cold are you" He said as he placed the back of his hand against Kurts forehead.
"Besides being miffed at you?" A toothy grin from Blaine elicited a scoff from Kurt. "I'm okay though. It's weird - like I know its going in and I can see it but I can hardly feel it." he said as he watched the liquid slowly drip down the IV wire and through the cannula, into his veins. He looked towards Blaine who was watching him with an air of admiration. "I'm starting to get really bad cramps from sitting here too long - when can we go home?"
"Well, You were booked in for 10 and Steph said 4 hours, so, according to this, you should be able to go pretty darn..."
Steph conveniently chose this moment to make her grand re-entrance as she burst into the room - two o'clock on the dot. "Oh Kurt you're awake! How're you boys doing?" she questioned.
"Soon" Blaine whispered to Kurt as he finished his earlier incomplete sentence, winking at his boyfriend in response to his nurses impeccable timing.
"So how are you Kurt? You were asleep the last two times I've popped in to check in on everything. How are you feeling sweetie?" Steph said as she started to carefully remove the Cannula and disconnect the various wires.
"Yeah I felt drowsy earlier but I feel okay - is - is that really it? All done?"
"That's it. That is your first round of treatment over and done with." Steph said as she switched off the final machine, smiling brightly at Kurt and promptly bringing the whirring noise that echoed around the room to a standstill. "Now I wish I could tell you that that's it until next month but you know as well as I do that it isn't, so what I'm going to do is prescribe you with some tablets that will be able to help you with the nausea you are most likely to experience in the next few days. I'd recommend two a day and although it won't make the nausea disappear completely, it will help a substantial amount, trust me."
"Okay" Kurt simply said, taking in everything he had just been told.
"Alright then, I'll let you two get yourselves sorted whilst I go book you in for your next appointment and I'll sort out those tablets and leave them at reception for you to collect as you leave."
"Thank you" the two boys echoed in unison.
"No problem boys - It was lovely to meet you both today and I shall see you next month Kurt. If you feel you need to come in sooner for absolutely anything, you feel a twitch in the wrong place or the nausea doesn't subside after a prolonged period or even if you just have a question, do not hesitate to pick up the phone or just come in, okay?"
"Alright I will" Kurt laughed.
"I'm holding you to that" she called out as she walked out of the room.
It didn't take long for the two boys to gather their things together and walk towards the exit of the building, not before making the quick pit stop at reception to confirm the details for Kurts next round of treatment and to collect his pills which Steph held tightly in her grasp until she heard Kurt promise to her again that if he had any problems at all, no matter how minor they might seem to him or any questions, no matter how stupid he thought they sounded, that he would consider calling or coming in. Once she was satisfied, she happily handed the tablets over and waved them off with an affectionate smile.
"Right. You. Bed. Now" Blaine stated as they walked through the front door.
"Mr Anderson, what on earth are you suggesting" Kurt flirted in response.
"Oh you are so funny Hummel" Blaine teased as he walked over to Kurt and gently guided him towards the stairs. Kurt didn't even protest as he walked up the stairs, Blaine following right behind him. "Seriously though, the doctors said that after your treatment you need to rest and that my friend, is exactly what you are going to do, starting right now."
Blaine was confused as to why Kurt halted as he reached the top of the stairs and turned around to face him.
"Why did you stop? Did-did you forget something downstairs?"
"No" Kurt smiled. He brought one of his hands up to Blaines cheek, brushing his thumb against the cheekbone. "No, its just, I know I was teasing you back downstairs but I just really needed to say thank you," Blaine was so lost in Kurts words that he hadn't realised the absence of Kurts hand from his cheek until he felt the warmth of it in his own hand. "For everything you've done today" Kurt finished.
"You don't need to thank me" Blaine whispered.
"I know, but, I want to."
The two exchanged grateful smiles before Kurt finished leading the way to their bedroom, Blaines hand still firmly held in his. As they sunk down into the mattress and made themselves comfortable, Blaines arm instinctively wound itself around Kurts shoulders, bringing the boy closer to him which elicited no protest from Kurt as he himself naturally snuggled himself closer to his boyfriend, resting his head against his chest. Blaine brought his free hand to comfortingly run his fingers through Kurts hair. They had all the space in the world as they lay on the king sized bed and yet all they wanted was to be as close to each other as possible.
"So do you want to watch a film or something?" Blaine asked
"I'm quite happy just to lie here like this" Kurt said contentedly. He lifted his head off of Blaines chest to look him in the eyes. "I mean, we can watch a film if you want to - I know you wanted to see-"
"Kurt" Blaine silenced his rambling. "I'm happy to just lie here too. I'm happy to do anything as long as its with you."
"Okay" Kurt smiled and shuffled back down as he settled his head against Blaines chest once more.
They just lay there in silence, both wrapped up in their own thoughts. Blaine found himself thinking about the bravery and courage his boyfriend had shown throughout this whole ordeal. Blaine was adamant that Kurt was the strongest person he would ever have the honour of knowing and throughout one of, if not the most terrifying thing a human could ever experience in their life, his boyfriend still showed unfathomable strength.
"I'm so proud of you Kurt. Kurt?" When he heard no response, Blaine slightly lifted his head and looked down to find that Kurt had fallen asleep. Blaine smiled to himself, quite content to hold the sleeping boy in his arms.
Blaine had reluctantly left Kurt resting peacefully upstairs as he decided to cook dinner for the rest of the family. As the day drew out and turned to dusk, the house slowly started to become a home again as its inhabitants gradually started to return home for the night.
"That smells gorgeous" Carole observed as she and Burt walked into the open plan kitchen. They had both gotten home within a short time frame of each other and had not so coincidentally met each other in Kurts room as the top concern for both of them was to check on Kurt as soon as they got home.
"I'm making Lasagne for dinner - is-is that okay" Blaine questioned.
"Sweetie of course it is" Carole exclaimed. "You didn't have to do that though - I mean, I'm sure you would much rather be upstairs with Kurt than tied up down here."
"He's asleep right now. The Doctors and Nurses have all said that he'll need rest so I'm just letting him do that. He fell asleep pretty quickly once we got home." Blaine stopped stirring the mince as he turned to face Burt and Carole. "Besides, I-I just wanted you both to know how much I appreciate you guys allowing me to live here and to just show you. I know it's not much, I mean it's just dinner, but, you know-" he slowly trailed off.
"We wouldn't have it any other way kiddo" Burt definitively said. "Never doubt or forget that."
Blaine nodded his head in gratitude as Burt and Carole pulled themselves up onto the stools at the island. Typically of him, Burt had failed to notice the bright sunflowers in the vase directly in front of him that were almost like a ray on sunshine in his very own kitchen but Carole, going on female instinct, spotted them instantly.
"Well they definitely weren't here this morning" she obviously stated, "Who are they from?"
Blaine, who was so distracted perfecting his layering of pasta sheets on top of layers of mince and white sauce, looked up to see what she was referring to.
"Oh" he said in realization. "They're for Kurt from all of the New Directions. Rachel had them at her house so Finn brought them home with him this afternoon. They got him a card too." He nodded his head to the direction of the mantelpiece where indeed, a pristine white envelope resided. "He hasn't seen them yet though. I was thinking about taking the flowers up to his room though - you know, something nice for him to wake up to."
Carole nodded slowly in approval. "That sounds like a lovely idea. How did everything go today?"
"Yeah it went well actually" Blaine said as he put the dinner into the over and rose up from his crouching position. He took a seat at the bar with Burt and Carole and continued. "His nurse - Steph, she's just amazing, she's so lovely. But it was all pretty simple really. She had to insert the needle into the back of his hand and she set the machines up and that was it really. The sessions last for four hours and he fell asleep about two and a half hours in but Steph said that feeling drowsy during the treatment is to be expected as well as feeling tired afterwards. She checked on him every hour though and before we left, she prescribed us some tablets that should be able to help with the nausea which she said we can start tomorrow."
"How did he deal with the needle?" Burt asked. "I remember taking him to his Tetanus shot appointment when he was six and because it was his first injection, I told him to wrap his hand around my finger and squeeze it when the nurse done the shot. I didn't know a little one could have that much strength" he fondly remembered as the three of them laughed at the now shared memory.
"Well I still have my hand so I call that a success" Blaine laughed.
They talked for a while longer and Finn eventually emerged from his bedroom, just in time for dinner.
"Should we wake Kurt?" Carole said as they all sat down at the table.
"I don't think it's a good idea to disturb him hon - he's settled right now which is the main thing" Burt said.
"Yeah - yeah you're probably right" Carole agreed.
"I'm going to set some aside for him anyway but if he doesn't want a heavy meal, I've already got a tin of cream of chicken soup ready for him. They said that he might not feel up to eating today but that that was okay as him recuperating after today is the most important concern for him right now."
They all expressed their approval and indulged in the beautiful, home made dinner, complete with golden baguettes of garlic bread and crisp, garden salad.
As the night grew later, everyone retired to their respectful bedrooms. As it turned out, Kurt hadn't woken up for anything to eat and hadn't emerged from his room, not even once since the afternoon. When Blaine walked into the room, ready to sleep, he found his boyfriend still very much content in the land of slumber. Blaine gently lifted Kurts upper body as he shuffled down next to him and didn't hesitate in cuddling the boy as close to him as physically possible. He leaned over and pressed a kiss into Kurts soft hair as he started to wind down and relax for the night. The gesture caused Kurt to groan as he stirred, nuzzling his head against Blaines side.
"Hey you" Kurt tried to say but the effects of sleep obviously having taken their toll on him, the words barely coming out an octave above a whisper.
"Hey there yourself. How're you feeling?"
"Mmm. Tired."
"Go back to sleep" Blaine gently said.
Kurt hummed in agreement as he shuffled himself closer to Blaine, head resting against his chest and his arm lazily draped over his waist.
"Love you" he murmured out before almost instantly falling back to sleep.
Blaine smiled at how adorable Kurt was right now. "Love you too" he whispered. "Always."
"Kiddo. Hey buddy. Wake up" Burt whispered into his ear as he gently shook Blaines shoulder.
The beaming sunlight that shone brightly through the window slowly started to creep into the hazel eyes as Blaine started to stir. The clock on the bedside table told him it was 8:15am.
"Burt?" He looked around the room in confusion in hopes of finding a clue as to why Burt had woken him up. He looked down to find that Kurt was still fast asleep in his arms. "Urm Kurt - " he coughed to clear the grogginess from his passageway. "Kurts fine Burt"
"I can see that son" Burt said with an amused expression on his face. "No come on, get dressed because I'm taking you out" he proudly revealed.
"Taking me - where are we going?" Blaine questioned.
"Fishing"
Blaine smiled. This man had accepted him so easily into his family and was doing more with him and for him than his own dad had ever done. "Burt look, I-I appreciate the gesture, I really do but...I-"
"Caroles already said she'll look after him for a couple of hours" Burt reassured as he quickly realised that leaving Kurt was the only reason Blaine was reluctant to accept. "Blaine. You need a break, okay. The last thing you want to do is over exhaust yourself, not when he needs you the most" Burt gently explained as he nodded towards Kurt which caused Blaine to look down at the sleeping boy too. "I promise you, we'll be back in a couple of hours."
As he thought about it, even though he was intent on staying by Kurts side whenever possible, he could see where Burt was coming from and so he agreed. As Burt was walking out of the room, he was stopped.
"Is there even a lake in Lima?"
"Oh so much to learn my young one" Burt laughed before quietly shutting the door behind him.
Much to Blaines surprise, just a short twelve miles away from the Hummel-Hudson household lay the quiet, secluded Lake Kerswill, surrounded by tall trees and overgrown yet beautiful greenery. Blaine was surprised that he had never seen or even heard of this place. As they carried their rods and bait down the slight gradient, Burt explained that the place is always very quiet and that not many people know about it and that he only found it himself after being called out to an emergency call back up on the road. Burt directed them in the direction of the wooden pier that was firmly elevated over the lake . They quickly made themselves comfortable and wasted no time in hooking the slithering worms onto the ends of their fishing rods.
"You know Kurt would be freaking out right about now if he was here, you know, with all of the worms." Blaine swung his rod and watched as the end of it disappeared into the depths of the murky water.
"I learnt that lesson a long time ago." Burt recalled. "When he was around 7, we were all on holiday visiting his grandparents down in Florida. They have great places to fish down there so when I decided to go on one of our last days, his mum begged me to take him with me and eventually I said okay and he seemed quite happy to come along. So we got on the boat and everything was fine and I'm not sure how he thought we were actually going to catch the fish because as soon as I took the lid off of the container, the boat nearly toppled with how quickly he scrambled to the other side. He didn't talk to me for at least half an hour"
Blaine laughed at the image of Kurt in his younger years. "Stubborn even then. Good to see he hasn't changed. He really does hate insects though" Blaine thought aloud.
"Why - what did you do that involved insects?" Burt joked
"I might have put a fake spider on his bed at Dalton one Halloween" Blaine innocently revealed.
"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that that wasn't a good idea?" Burt teased
"You thought half an hour was bad? - try 2 hours Burt! And even when I did finally get him to start talking to me again, he kept smacking me at random times for the rest of the night saying "It wasn't funny Blaine." He only realised it was fake when he grabbed a newspaper from the desk and started to hit it which then just had me in stitches until he turned around so that I could feel the wrath of the newspaper."
"Well I guess we both learnt our lessons." Burt stated.
"Definitely."
For a beginner in the activity of Fishing, Blaine was a natural. The lake wasn't home to tiny, little fishes but held big strong ones that put up an extremely tough fight but after a first few failed attempts, Blaine was reeling fish after fish to the shore. Even Burt was impressed. He wasn't jealous at all - he was adamant that he just picked the wrong side of the pier to sit on as he had caught some fish but not as many as the amateur next to him.
True to his word, an hour and a half after they had arrived at the lake, Burt expressed that they should probably be getting back home and although Blaine was thoroughly enjoying the quality bonding time with Burt, he had no protest. They gathered their equipment together and started to trek back up the slight hill. As they reached the car and started to load up the boot with their accompaniments, Burts next sentence took Blaine off guard.
"You know, I'm really proud of you Blaine."
Blaine turned his head with widened eyes. He wasn't expecting that.
"You know, you've been dealt a hard lot in the last few years, more than any other average nineteen year old but you never dwell on the past or complain, you just take it all in your stride and you become a stronger person. I've watched you do exactly that this past week too. Its not everyday you're just finishing your first year of college, simply expecting to come home for the summer only to then find out your boyfriend is seriously ill - you know that's - a lot of teenagers your age would find that too much to deal with and would choose not to deal with but you've been there for Kurt, in more ways than I ever could have hoped for - You've stepped up to the challenge, you've dealt with everything in such a dignified manner and I've watched you change from being a boy to a man and I'm just, I'm really proud of you. You're the type of man any parent would be proud to call their son."
Blaine was so overwhelmed with emotion. He stood there absolutely speechless. 'Thank you' didn't seem like a good enough response - nothing did. Before he even realised, his feet were moving him forwards as he hugged the burly man standing in front of him, hoping that the gesture would express at least a fraction of his gratitude.
"You know, you say that I've become a man, but thats only happened because I've been able to learn from the best example." Blaine expressed sincerely as he pulled away. "I never really had a solid male role model I could truly look up to when I was growing up, but then I met Kurt which then gave me the honour of meeting you. You've taught me how to be a man Burt - no one else. I only wish that I'd grown up with a dad like you."
"Well I cant be your dad without your relationship with Kurt being completely frowned upon- " The two of them laughed "-but I have no doubt that one day I'll be able to officially call you my son in law and what a proud day that will be."
Blaine directed his gaze downwards as a huge smile crept upon his face. He sincerely met Burts eyes. "And I look forward to the day I can officially call you my father in law."
Burt clapped him on the shoulder and neither could hide the smiles of admirations on their faces. The two of them admired the other so much, each in their own ways and for their own reasons.
Although he had now finished school and every day held the opportunity for a lie-in, Blaine knew how much Kurt appreciated the few extra hours of sleep he could get on the weekends and so Blaine saw this day as no exception. He turned the doorknob as quietly as possible but was startled to find Kurt wide awake, sitting bolt right up in bed.
"Got your note" He held up the piece of paper he'd been holding. "You went fishing with my dad?" he inquired in an amused expression.
"Yes I did Hummel" Blaine quipped back as he walked further into the room. As he reached the bed, Kurt welcomed him home with a chaste kiss before the two wasted no time in snuggling up together, seeking the contact they both desperately missed when separated.
"So how was it? Did you catch any?"
"I did catch some. It took a while but I eventually got the hang of it. But it was great - we had a great time."
Kurt sighed in content. "That's good - I'm glad. On a side note, I'm really glad you and dad spent some time together today. He really cares about you, you know."
As he thought back to his earlier conversation with Burt, Blaine knew that there was nothing but truth behind those words.
"I know" he simply settled for.
"Who are those flowers from by the way" Kurt asked, effectively breaking the few minutes of comfortable silence that had passed by.
"They're from the New Directions. Finn brought them home with him from Rachels yesterday. They got you a card too" Blaine explained.
"Oh." A yawn he didn't even realise he was holding in suddenly overpowered Kurt. "That's really thoughtful of them."
"Yeah it is. Why don't you go back to sleep for a little while? You sound tired." Blaine gently suggested.
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea to be honest. Be here when I wake up?"
"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." Blaine gently kissed Kurts forehead, soothing him back into a sleep. Kurt had just shut his eyes before he sat bolt up right, startling Blaine who had assumed that Kurt had easily fallen back to sleep.
"Kurt? Are you okay babe?" He asked, concerned for his boyfriend.
Before Kurt could even begin to fathom an answer, his legs had taken control of his whole body, promptly swinging them over the side of the bed and racing into the adjoining en-suite bathroom, reaching his destination just in time. Blaine didn't have to ask what was wrong as the heartbreaking sound of his boyfriend vomiting into the toilet echoed around the room. He knew it was going to happen eventually. They both did. But nothing could have prepared either of them for when it really happened. Blaine promptly darted off of the bed to crouch down next to Kurt, rubbing soothing circles on his back. He couldn't help but feel helpless as he had no other choice but to sit and watch as his boyfriend violently emptied the contents of his already empty stomach into the basin. He would've done absolutely anything to take the pain away from him. After a few more relentless upchucks, Kurt hoisted his head up from leaning over the bowl, his forehead dripping with sweat and leaned against the cold, tiled wall directly next to him. Blaine was already waiting with a mug of water that he had gotten from the sink and a damp flannel. The sight of Kurt panting against the wall, desperately trying to recuperate was slowly breaking his heart. He sat next to him and wrapped his arm around his shoulder.
"Here, drink this" he whispered as he brought the mug to Kurts trembling lips and held it tightly as Kurt gratefully took a few sips. When Kurt had had enough, Blaine set the mug on the floor and brought the cool flannel to Kurts forehead, gently brushing a few loose bangs off of his forehead. Kurt groaned at the relief the flannel brought to his scalding forehead.
"And so it begins" he mumbled as Blaine other hand stroked his hair.
"I think now might be a good time to get you started on those tablets" Blaine suggested. He felt Kurts less than energetic nod against his side. He started to get up before he felt a hand instantly wrap around his arm.
"Don't leave. Please" Kurt pleaded. Blaine was sure this was all slowly killing him. He had never seen Kurt plead and it was something he never did want to see. He strongly clasped Kurts cheek into his hand, Kurt nuzzling into the touch.
"20 seconds. Count them - I'm coming right back, I promise. Baby, if I can help you with this or give you something that has the possibility to make all of this even the slightest bit easier on you, then I will." He took Kurts pitiful nod as permission to go.
No less than twenty seconds and Blaine was right back by Kurts side, as promised. He refilled the mug from earlier with some fresh water and gave it to Kurt, along with the round, bright pink tablet. Kurt placed the pill to the back of his throat, gulping it down with the aid of the water. He felt so weak and tired that he hardly acknowledged Blaine taking the mug from his hands and setting it on the bathroom counter.
"Come on" Blaine said as he wound his arm around Kurts waist. "Lets get you back into bed."
They had just made it out of the bathroom and were taking their time as they walked across the room, back to the comfort of their bed. They were so nearly there before Kurt darted from Blaines side and back into the bathroom, feeling the familiar churning in his stomach he'd felt around half an hour before. Blaine was by his side in an instant as he was once again, forced to watch Kurt experience the nausea he desperately wished he didn't have to. Blaine knew the tablets would take a while to work their way through Kurts system - he only hoped that once they did, that everything would be a lot more easier on his boyfriend.
The harshness of the vomiting was considerably less on Kurt but the nausea still didn't stop. For four straight days, Kurt spent the majority of his mornings and the odd occasion throughout the afternoons and evenings vomiting into, depending on where he was, either his toilet basin or into his bedroom bin. Blaine had thoughtfully brought the bin over from the corner of the room to the side of the bed so that it was in easy reach for Kurt to grab when he was tucked up comfortably. Apart from to shower, go to the toilet, eat, bring Kurt fresh glasses of refreshing, ice cold water and bring him food that he could easily stomach, Blaine had hardly left his side. Burt and Carole were extremely grateful because as much as they wanted to stay and look after their son, the bills still had to be paid, including the extra strain of medical bills they now had to take into consideration. The two boys spent the majority of their days watching the variety of films the two of them had collectively put together, talking or Blaine reading either a book or newspaper of some sort after persuading Kurt to sleep. Finn had kindly offered to give Blaine a break nearly every day, which Blaine politely refused but Kurt quickly overthrew his comment by accepting Finns offer because he knew that Blaine would never accept it.
The house was empty the Thursday morning, aside from Kurt and Blaine. Burt and Carole had both set off early in the morning to their respectful workplaces and Rachel had taken Finn out to celebrate their 10 month anniversary - something she had been meticulously planning since the day after their nine month anniversary celebration.
It was only half eleven in the morning. Blaine hadn't meant to shut his eyes but it was obvious that the following week after Kurts treatment was beginning to take an effect on him. He woke up to find the normally warm space next to him strangely cool. He couldn't hear the distinctive sound of vomiting and Kurts bathroom door wasn't shut so Blaine quickly concluded that the boy wasn't using the toilet, nor in the shower. Although Kurt knew that he shouldn't be up and about, Blaine didn't doubt the determinism that Kurt possessed and so, desperately hoping his instincts were wrong, he cautiously wondered downstairs.
Always trust your instincts they say and Blaine was right to trust his. As he rounded the corner of the stairs, Kurt stood directly in his eye line, frantically cleaning the kitchen island.
"Kurt, what are you doing?"
Kurt looked up briefly as he sprayed disinfectant onto the white kitchen top and started to forcibly rub the cloth against the counter.
"I just wanted a glass of water so that I could take my tablet. You were asleep and I didn't want to disturb you so I just came and got it for myself. However, it seems my brother is incapable of clearing up after himself after making his post-breakfast/pre lunch snack. Like he needs it - he eats enough for two at breakfast anyway" he remarked.
"Well come on, you go back upstairs and I'll finish this for you."
"Its okay - I'm almost done. Thank you anyway" Kurt smiled at Blaine.
"Have you even taken your tablet yet then?" Blaine queried.
"I - urm - I got a bit distracted?" Kurt lamely offered.
An exasperated sigh escaped Blaines lips. He walked closer to the island, sliding the glass of water Kurt had managed to pour closer to Kurt and pierced the tablet through the protective film lid. "Right come on, you, take these, and go back upstairs and I will finish this for you" he firmly said.
"Blaine-" Kurt started
"Kurt, you only just stopped vomiting yesterday and yes, you managed to keep down something a little heavier than soup but you still need to take it easy for a while."
Kurt attempted to interject. "Yeah but-"
"Kurt you heard what the Doctors said - you need to rest. They don't just advise you to do so because they feel like it - they're doing it for a reason, and a good one at that. You need to stop rushing your body-"
"Will you stop telling me how I'm feeling!" Kurt snapped. Blaine was taken aback at the abruptness and Kurt regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth. He walked around the island to move closer to Blaine, taking his hands in his.
"I'm so sorry" he genuinely offered and if his words weren't enough, his eyes said everything. "I really am - I didn't mean to snap at you, at all. I know you're just looking after me and you have no idea, how grateful I am, its just I-do you know how frustrating it is to be stuck in one bed, in one room for days on end, feeling absolutely helpless, weak, all day, every day? You know I - I just felt good today. The best I've felt since last Friday."
Blaine smiled sympathetically because he could imagine how frustrating this all must be for Kurt. Kurt was such an independent person and was always on the go so to then be suddenly thrown straight into the deep end and being advised to do something that was the complete opposite of his own disposition must've been daunting to say the least.
"But you're right." Kurts voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "I guess I was just in a rush to start feeling somewhat normal again" he shrugged.
"I know" Blaine whispered. "I know and - I - I just don't want to you overwork yourself. I just don't want you to put unnecessary stress on yourself - I-I just want to look after you."
"And I love you for it." Kurt wanted to say more but the sudden wave of heat that passed over him distracted him. "Is the heating on or something? It feels really warm in here."
"Its the nearly the end of June Kurt - I doubt the heating's on." Blaine quipped. He placed the back of his hand to Kurts forehead and the difference in temperature was shocking. "Kurt you're burning up! Right, upstairs, now and I'll be up in a minute with your pill and the thermometer."
He placed his hands on Kurts shoulders, gently nudging him in the direction of the stairs. He looked through the medicine cabinet, rummaging through the countless boxes of ibuprofen, the box of pills prescribed to Burt to help keep his blood pressure stable, the half drunk bottle of Pepto Bismal - It was like a personal, in house pharmacy. As he carried on with his search, Blaine swore he could hear a faint call of his name. He quickly dismissed it though knowing that if it was Kurt, his boyfriend would have no trouble in making himself heard. He must've imagined it. The dull thud against the laminated flooring that followed however was unmistakeable and Blaine was absolutely certain he hadn't imagined that. He walked out of the kitchen and fear sparked in every nerve of his body as he saw the motionless body of his boyfriend sprawled out on the floor, just at the bottom of the stairs. He skidded across the floor and dropped to his knees, picking the boy up into his arms and desperately shaking him.
"Kurt. Kurt. KURT!"
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