A/N: Hey guys! So I kind of have no idea where I'm taking this story; I don't know how long it's going to be or anything but I plan to continue it for a while. I love this story & I hope you do too! Reviews? (: They'd be like…. Really appreciated. (:

When I woke up the next morning, I lifted my head to see Kurt looking at me. He was holding my hand, stroking my thumb; something I've done for him many times over the past day. I smiled at him, but he did not reciprocate. He looked kind of worried actually, which was surprising. I was supposed to be worrying about him.

"Blaine, go home and sleep or something. I know you don't want to be stuck here. You'll come back and visit." He said

"Kurt, I'm not going anywhere unless you're coming with me. I don't care if I'm stuck here in this room for the rest of my life." I said. I felt Kurt squeeze my hand and watched him shut his eyes. He kept them closed, squinting them shut.

"Kurt, is there something that's bothering you?" I asked

"There's a lot bothering me."

"Well, maybe you should try talking about it. Talking about it and getting it off your chest makes you feel better."

"Blaine, I'm not going to spill my guts out in front of some stranger. He has no idea about anything I've gone through."

"But he's going to make you feel better! I promise!"

"No." he answered.

"Mr. Kurt Hummel?" a young man said walking into the room. I turned to Kurt and watch him go pale. I stood up to great the young gent

"Hello Doctor, I'm Blaine Anderson. Kurt's boyfriend." He raised his eyebrow at that, and smirked.

"Hello Mr. Anderson. It's a pleasure to meet you. I specialize in working with teenagers who have are going through depression and suicidal issues. I take this case to heart, because I was informed that Mr. Hummel here has dealt with harassment issues due to his sexuality. I was assigned to this because I had the same thing happen to me. So yes, I am gay too." He said confidently

I smiled as he turned to Kurt.

"And you Mr. Hummel. It is a pleasure meeting you." The Doctor said "I am Doctor Jones. I specialize in Adolescent psychiatry, and I'm looking to help you out okay?"

Kurt said nothing. He glared a hole through the doctor and said nothing. Doctor Jones ignored this, pulling up a chair on the opposite side of Kurt's bed. He situated his clipboard on his lap and looked up to Kurt.

"Kurt, tell me a little bit about yourself. What you enjoy, what you don't enjoy, anything."

Kurt said nothing. He just stared a hole through the Doctor and squeezed my hand. The Doctor turned to me

"Mr. Anderson"

"Please, call me Blaine."

"Fine, Blaine. I know you are worried that Kurt is not talking to me, but there is nothing to worry about. I would've been more surprised if he did talk. But can I have a moment with you out in the hallway?" he asked, raising from his seat.

"Sure" I said. I looked at Kurt. He was holding squeezing my hand tight. I lifter our hands to my lips and kissed the back of his. I leaned in to Kurt's ear

"Kurt, honey, I'll be right back. I love you"

With that, he released my hand and I walked out the door with Doctor Jones. He shut the door to Kurt's room and turned to me

"Blaine has he talked to anyone yet?" Doctor Jones asked

"Well, he's talked to me a little bit. I was the one who found him trying to..well you know. So he's talked to me but that's it. His dad, step-mom and step-brother came in to see him yesterday after the accident but he wouldn't talk with them. Kurt has only told me to break up with him, to go home and rest, or to say that he loves me. He told me this morning there was a lot on his mind, so I told him that talking about it would help, but he said he wouldn't talk to 'some stranger' about his life. And he certainly isn't ready to voice over all of this to his family."

"First, it's a good thing he is talking to SOMEBODY. Even if it's a little bit. A lot of times patients won't even talk to their significant other, and they get very offended and leave. It makes the patient worse actually. I'm glad that you are still here for him."

"I don't plan on leaving him."

"Well that's what I wanted to talk to you about Blaine. Kurt is very sensitive right now. I see how much you love him and you've just met him. But if you do what I'm about to ask you to do and you leave, things could get really messy for Kurt. If you dive into this, you won't come out."

"Well I Love Kurt. I'll do anything for him. What do you need me to do?"

"Well, he won't talk to me, or his family, but he seems to talk to you. If I set up an appointment, you can take Kurt into a room a few doors down and let him spill everything to you. You don't have to be with a doctor, or anyone. It'll just be you and Kurt. He'll have to start talking with someone else eventually, but right now he just needs to get everything off of his chest and I think you are the only person who is going to manage that."

"I would be more than happen to do that Doctor Jones."

"Very well. I will set you up an appointment for 2 o clock. A nurse will bring you two to the room. I think you should get Kurt a change of clothes; it might be helpful for him. Being in hospital gowns stink, I'll tell you that." The Doctor said laughing

"I can't even imagine! Thank doc, means a lot."

"It's just my job. Blaine, I know I've known you for about 5 minutes, but I know you are good for Kurt. There's something between the two of you I don't see with many couples gay or straight. He is really blessed to have someone like you in his life, and you are going to be one of the keys to his recovery."

"I'll do anything or be anything to get Kurt to recover."

The doctor smiled. He held his hand out and I shook it. I watched him turn away and walk off down the hospital hallway

I walked back into Kurt's room to see Kurt sitting there. He starred me down as I walked back over to my bedside post. He held out his hand for me to grab it.

"Kurt, at 2 we are going to go down to a room. I'm going to have somebody bring you over some clothes and we are going to sit down in the room and talk. Just you and me. No nurses, no doctors, no Burt, Carole, or Finn. Just you and me. And we are going to talk about everything and anything. Okay Kurt? You know you can trust me."

"Blaine?" he asked

"Yes?"

" I love you."

"Kurt, I love you too. More than you know. And I promise you, we're going to get through this. Now in the time being, we should pop something in the DVD player over there. Moulin Rouge?" I said as Kurt smiled

"You know me so well." He said

I popped the movie in and it didn't take long for the plot to capture Kurt. I took out my phone and texted Burt

Hi Burt, it's Blaine. I wanted to let you know that a psychiatrist came in to talk to Kurt this morning, but he wouldn't speak to them. The Doctor said he saw the chemistry between Kurt and I, and they are putting us in a room this afternoon for a couple hours to try and get Kurt to talk. They think once he gets everything off of his chest he will start talking to other people. – Blaine

Hi Blaine. Good, I hope this works. Do you boys need anything? – Burt

Actually, yes if you don't mind? I need a change of clothes for Kurt… and possibly just a t-shirt or something for me. I have a drawer by his dresser with some clothes in it for me. And could you possibly bring over my phone charger? I don't want my phone to die if there's an emergency.

Sure, be over in 30.-Burt

Thank you so much.- Blaine

No Blaine, thank you.

"who you talking to?" Kurt asked as I peeled my eyes away from my phone screen.

"I was talking to Burt. He is bringing over some clothes for us." I said. As soon as I said Burt, his face froze.

"Kurt, you don't have to be afraid of your dad. He loves you." I said. Kurt did not respond. I grabbed Kurt's hand and held it to my heart. I smiled warmly at the beautiful man in front of me. It amazed me he could still look so beautiful at his worst.

"Kurt" I said "Even at your worst, you look beautiful. You are the most beautiful boy I've ever seen."

Kurt smiled. I leaned over to kiss him on his lips. I felt the way Kurt's dry lips moved on mine, and in that moment I forgot we were in a hospital. I forgot that Kurt was on 72 hour watch and wouldn't talk to anyone but me. I forgot that at this time yesterday, I could've walked in on Kurt dead. All I remembered was Kurt being the most amazing and beautiful boy I have ever seen in my entire life and how even after one million of his kisses, each one would still feel like the first. I pulled away from Kurt ad he looked at me. His smile was the brightest I had seen since the incident.

"Thank you Blaine." He said

A/N: The next chapter will be very angsty; Kurt will be spilling all of his secrets over to Blaine. Have any suggestions for the story? Anything you'd like me to write that does not have to deal with this story? Let me know! I'm always looking for prompts to write. REVIEW PLEASE! (: