Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine.

A/n: Alright new chapter for you lovelies! Sorry for the delay… I've had one hell of a week.

The group of Dalton boys hanging out around the living room wasn't the best situation for Blaine, at least as far as attempting to socialize. There was too much noise, too many different conversations going on. He could hear Kurt alright because the younger boy was sitting right next to him, but most of the other guys were too far away from him for Blaine to be able to keep up with what was going on. Blaine spent most of the time just sitting there silently, doing his best to listen to what they were all trying to tell him about Dalton but not really worrying about it.

The few things Blaine did manage to catch didn't completely make sense; there were names and examples being thrown around that Blaine couldn't quite connect with anything in his memory. There were still so many things missing; it had been weeks since he had been attacked, but he still couldn't bring back most of the things that he should have known.

"We should probably hit the road… Mr. Chalmerson assigned a report on World War II this afternoon that's due Monday morning, and that unfortunately applies to about half of us." Blaine smiled as Wes stood up and started leading a group towards the door. "It was good to see you again, man. We'll try and get out here to see you again soon, okay?" Blaine nodded, waving at the group that walked out of the room. He was sort of happy that Kurt wasn't one of the people leaving.

Blaine glanced at Kurt as he felt the boy put a hand on his knee. "You okay?" Blaine shrugged slightly, reaching up and brushing some of the hair out of his face.

"Just tired… it's kind of hard to keep up with everything that's going on when there are a lot of people around," Blaine explained. He saw Kurt nod.

"I'm sorry… I should have thought about that before I asked your mom if it was okay for some other people to come with me…"

"It's okay. You didn't know…" Blaine closed his eyes for a moment, a little surprised when he realized that most of the others had gotten up.

"We should let you get some rest, then. See you, man." Blaine smiled and waved as the remainder of the guys got up and left, leaving him alone with Kurt. Blaine reached across and took Kurt's hand with his uninjured one, lacing their fingers together for a moment. He turned towards the younger boy and smiled slightly.

"Thanks anyway. It was nice to see everyone again," Blaine commented. "I've missed you."

"I've been missing you, too. I sort of got worried when you weren't returning my texts…"

"I left my phone in the freezer last night. I'm not doing so well remembering things like that…" Blaine glanced down at their hands, biting down on his bottom lip. "I'm scared, Kurt. I feel like I'm losing my mind… I keep losing my phone, what little schoolwork I'm given ends up just being an incoherent mess and I haven't gotten a decent grade on anything since I got out of the hospital…"

"Blaine, you're going to be fine… it's just going to take some time for you to get everything back." Blaine smiled as Kurt reached up and gently stroked his cheek. "You just need to give yourself some more time to heal. You're too impatient… just relax, give yourself some time to rest. You can worry about school later, once you're back on track."

"No one seems to think I can do anything any more… my family watches me constantly, like they're afraid I'm going to do something to hurt myself. I just feel like they think I can't do anything… like I'm useless." Blaine closed his eyes and sighed. It wasn't until he felt Kurt's lips pressed against his cheek that he opened his eyes again. Kurt's lips gently pressed against his for a brief moment, and Blaine couldn't help the smile that followed the kiss.

"You're not useless. They just want to take care of you, to make sure that you're okay. You've been through a lot lately… they just want to protect you."

"I don't need to be protected. I need to start getting back on my feet… start getting my life back together. I can't do that when they won't let me do anything for myself," Blaine replied.

"It can wait, Blaine. You don't need to rush yourself…"

"I want my life back, Kurt. I want to be back at Dalton, I want to be a Warbler again… I want to be normal."

"I hate to tell you this, but you were never normal to begin with," Kurt replied. Blaine couldn't help the smile at the younger boy's words.

"I want my life to be the way it was… before." He watched as Kurt's face fell, and Blaine closed his eyes. He knew what the answer would be, that there was no way his life was going to go back to what it was before he had been attacked.

"Blaine…"

"I know. It's not going to happen. I just… I want it to be that way. I want everything to be okay again. I don't want my family to be forced to take care of me. Or to even feel like they need to take care of me. I'm seventeen, Kurt… I'm almost an adult. And I can't even get out of bed to go to the bathroom without someone watching every single step I take…"

"It'll pass. You're starting to heal, the casts will come off in another month or so… physically, you should be okay by Wes and David's graduation in June. You jut have to give yourself the time to heal."

"You make it sound so easy…" Blaine began.

"I know it isn't. But you'll get used to this new normal… and you're going to be your amazing self again as soon as you adapt to this new situation. I know you can do it." Blaine smiled slightly, thankful for Kurt.

"How is it that you know exactly what to say?" Blaine asked. He wanted to lean over and let his head rest against Kurt's shoulder, but the angle would have been uncomfortable because of his broken collarbone.

"I didn't know exactly what to say… I just said exactly what I thought. I know you pretty well, Blaine. You're stubborn as hell, and you can accomplish so much. You just need to be willing to let other people help you and take care of you until your body is ready for you to do all of those things." Blaine closed his eyes as Kurt leaned in again and gently pressed a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"You know we haven't kissed before this… at least not on the lips."

"I know. But… I don't know that I want things to stay the same. I miss you so much more than I should for someone who's just my friend. I want us to be something more… I want to take you home and introduce you to my family as my boyfriend. I want to be able to kiss you whenever I want, just because." Blaine was only slightly surprised by the kiss that followed Kurt's statement.

"I love you, Kurt. And I want those things, too…"

"Then you're saying that you'll be my boyfriend?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded slowly, his smile growing.

"I only remember bits and pieces of the time I spent with you before all of this happened… but I still feel like I'm supposed to be your boyfriend, like you're the only person I want to be with," Blaine replied. "I've wanted this ever since that day in the hospital…" Blaine smiled as Kurt leaned in to press another kiss against his lips. They stayed that way for a while, barely pulling away from each other long enough to breathe.

"Well it's about time." Blaine finally pulled away from Kurt, turning towards where he thought the voice came from. He sighed as he saw Claire standing next to the couch with her arms crossed and a smile on her face. "So does this mean you two are officially dating now?"

"Yeah, Claire… I guess it does."

"Good. Should I tell Mom that your boyfriend is staying for dinner, then?"