"I need to tell everyone to go home." Kurt said softly, kissing the top of Blaine's now unglued head.
"What?" Blaine asked, instantly panicking "no, Kurt, you said you'd say, you promised!" Kurt heard the edgy tone to Blaine's voice and instantly wrapped his arms around him.
"I'm not going to leave, I just need to let everyone know what's happening, I'll be back in five minutes." he cupped Blaine's face
"...okay," Blaine said reluctantly "please hurry."
"I will," he said and instantly ran down the hall and into the waiting room, everybody turned to look at him.
"Is he okay?" Tina asked, standing up, Kurt bit his lip
"...is. he. okay?" Santana asked slowly, standing up beside Tina. Kurt sighed and rubbed a hand over his face.
"He can't see." Kurt said "his, uhm, his cornea's are severely scratched and he n-needs surgery." Everyone rushed over to him in a second, enveloping him in a hug.
"Oh my god, are we allowed to see him?" Rachel asked, Kurt shook his head
"I doubt it, he's really tired, guys." he wiped at his eyes "I'm going to have to fight the nurse just to be able to stay here." they nodded in understanding. Kurt sniffed "You guys should go home, though, I'll let you know how he's doing."
"...alright." they agreed reluctantly and slowly began to leave.
Kurt pulled out his phone and dialed Carole's number.
"Hello, Kurt?" she answered
"Y-yes..."
"Honey, are you okay?"
"It's Blaine...could you come down to the hospital?"
"Kurt!" she gasped "What happened?"
"I'll tell you when you get here, just please." he said softly and hung up. Kurt jogged back to Blaine's room where he was sitting up against the pillows, visibly anxious.
"Hey..." Kurt said softly and he relaxed
"You're crying." Blaine noted, and Kurt frowned, how could he possibly know that? He could see, and he was hopped up on painkillers.
"How did you know that?" Kurt asked, slightly amused, and went to sit next to him
"I know your voice." Blaine shrugged and settled into Kurt's side, draping an arm around his stomach "Don't cry." he said. Kurt sniffed and tried to stop the falling tears
"I can't." he said honestly "you're hurt and it's my fault."
"No, no it's not." Blaine said "It's Sebastian's. He's mean." Kurt chuckled and wrapped an arm around him.
"How do you feel?" Blaine seemed to think for a moment
"...foggy. And scared. and nervous." he squirmed a bit "I hate hospitals."
"I know, honey, but I'll be here with you, remember?"
"...yes." he said, but still shifted around
"What's wrong?" Kurt asked
"nothing."
"You're lying, and it's not just your eye, come on, what's wrong?" Kurt coaxed
"I- Kurt...they were my friends." Blaine said, voice trembling "Nick and Jeff...David, Wes, Thad-" He broke off "how could they do this?"
"Oh, honey, don't cry, please" Kurt begged, but Blaine sniffled loudly and hid his face in Kurt's chest. Kurt kissed his forehead and whispered comforting words into his ear until finally, he fell asleep, and Kurt, feeling utterly exhausted, drifted off too.
Suddenly, Kurt was woken by a loud ringing. He instantly fumbled for the phone on the bedside table and slid the little bar to answer the call.
"Hello?" he whispered, peeking down to make sure Blaine hadn't woken up. He carefully untangled himself from the sleeping boy and slipped into the bathroom.
"Kurt? Where's Blaine, is he okay?" he instantly recognized the voice to be Wes's
"No." Kurt ground out "No, he's not okay."
"...what?" Wes asked, his voice choking
"Wes, why the hell would he be okay? He's in a hospital, which may I remind you, he has a phobia of. His so called friends just threw a fucking rock salt spiked slushy in his eyes, oh, and he needs surgery. So, no, Wes, he is far from okay." there was silence on the other end.
"Rock Salt?" Wes said in confusion "what the fuck is rock salt?" Now Kurt was confused, hadn't they known about this?
"It's the stuff you spread on your sidewalk to melt the ice." he explained "I thought you guys planned-"
"No, no, no!" Wes said instantly "We had no idea about this, only two people helped Sebastian, Zach and Chase." there was a sigh "He needs surgery? Are you serious?"
"Yes. He can't see out of either of his eyes, his corneas are deeply scratched."
"Oh my god. Blaine hates hospitals, ever since- oh my god. Are you staying with him?"
"Yes...you guys really didn't know about this?"
"No, I swear, the majority of us had no idea, we would never hurt Blaine." Kurt sighed
"Okay. I'll tell him...he was really upset, Wes."
"...I know, please, tell him we're sorry."
"I will." Kurt said and hung up. When he walked back into the room, Carole was standing at the door.
"I talked to the Doctor. She said she'll make an exception for you to stay here tonight." she glanced over at Blaine in the bed and bit her lip. "How is he?"
"Terrified." Kurt said honestly "I've never seen him like this. He hasn't been in a hospital since...that night, and I can't imagine the flashbacks he must be having." he shook his head
"How are you?" Carole asked, taking a step closer. Kurt shrugged
"Fine." he said lamely
"Honey, I know you. Blaine's sleeping, you don't have to be strong for him right now." and with that, Kurt rushed into her arms
"I feel so guilty, Carole," he sobbed "That slushy was meant for me. Blaine shouldn't have- why would he do that?"
"Because he loves you." Carole said, rubbing his back
"That doesn't make it okay."
"Of course it doesn't. Kurt, we always want to protect the ones we love...even if it means getting hurt ourselves." She kissed the side of his head and hugged him tighter. He sniffed and pulled away.
"Thanks, Carole."
As Carole left, with a promise to come back in the morning, Kurt went to lay beside Blaine. He looked at him, sleeping peacefully and quietly. He realized that Carole was right, he would do anything for Blaine. Kurt touched the bandage on the side of Blaine's face lightly and swore, that no matter what, he would try to protect him.
Yup.