Hey guys. So, I left you all with a cliffhanger and i feel a little bad. Hiatus, then cliffhanger! I`m awful, eh?
So, i`ll compensate for you all. Quick update! ok, GO!
Kurt sat with his head in his hands. The smell of the hospital was beginning to give him headaches. He was tired, stiff. He`d been sitting in this chair next to Blaine`s bed for five days. He had barely eaten, hadn`t slept for more than two hours, was living off of coffee, and the fact he needed to be awake when Blaine woke up. He stood, looking down at Blaine`s face. Tears welled up in his eyes as he surveyed his boyfriend.
Thirty-eight stitches in his face. 200 stitches all over his body in total. His left ankle was broken, right shoulder broken as well. 7 ribs had to be put back in place. He had internal bleeding that was stopped, but he was in a coma, now. He was a bruised, broken mess, and he wasn`t waking up. The monitor beeped tauntingly at Kurt and Kurt`s tears fell. He leaned down, gently kissing Blaine`s lips. They were cold, unresponsive. Kurt sat back down, taking Blaine`s hand gently in his. He leaned his head against the mattress and blankets, crying.
He blamed himself. If he hadn`t told Blaine to get out, if he hadn`t taken everything so personally... Whyd id he even want a break? Kurt sniffled, kissing Blaine`s fingers. Right; he didn`t want to hurt Blaine anymore. Blaine deserved better. He honestly did, he caused this to happen to him, didn`t he. Kurt cried against Blaine`s hand, shaking his head gently.
`Blaine, just... Wake up... Can you hear me, Blaine..? It`s me... Kurt... I love you. So much. I don`t want to live without you. Please.. Come back to me... Come back to me baby...`
Kurt cried harder, memories of when his dad was in a coma came to mind.
Except Blaine`s hand didn`t squeeze his like his dad`s had.
Burt and Carole walked into the room, and Burt took in a sharp intake of breath as he saw Kurt`s head laid gently on the matress, lips next to Blaine`s hand, fingers intertwined with the comatose boy`s. Burt pulled a blanket out of a closet, and put it around his shivering son`s shoulders. Carole bit her lip, leaning against Burt, and the two looked at the scene with sadness. Kurt didn`t need this; neither did Blaine. Neither of them did.
`Uh...`
Burt looked down at Blaine as the soft mumble came from his mouth. He walked over to the other side of the bed, taking his hand.
`Blaine, son?`
Blaine`s eyes tensed a little.
`It`s me, Burt. Burt, Carole, and Kurt.`
Blaine`s eyes fluttered open a little before slowly closing yet again.
`Kur...`
`Don`t strain yourself son. Can you hear me? Do you understand what i`m saying? Make a noise if you do.`
`Unf...`
Burt smiled softly.
`Good. Do you know where you are?`
`N..No..`
`You`re in the hospital, Blaine. From what Kurt told me, you two had a fight and then you went running; this wasn`t your fault. A man had been intoxicated while driving, and he hit you while you were on the sidewalk. You`re pretty beat up, but you`re going to be okay, alright?`
Blaine stared at Burt slowly, looking over at Kurt.
`..K... Kur...`
`I think he fell asleep not long ago. He`s been at your bedside, not sleeping, eating... For close to six days, Blaine.`
Blaine looked up at Burt, eyes wide. Blaine looked back at Kurt, tears welling in his eyes. Tears fell softly as he stroked Kurt`s fingers that were intertwined with his own. Burt let go of Blaine`s other hand and stepped out of the room with Carole, knowing that the two would need time alone when Kurt woke up.
Kurt`s eyes fluttered open at a sudden movement. He sat up, looking around sleepily, and suddenly became aware of the soft, tender movement on his fingers. He looked at his hand, and saw Blaine`s thumb lovingly stroking his knuckles. He looked up and saw Blaine smiling weakly down at him. Kurt stood up in shock, and Blaine laughed gently.
`Kurt...`
`Blaine.. Blaine...`
Kurt looked at him over and over; he was awake. He was awake.
Kurt leaned over the bed, hugging him as tightly as he could without hurting him.
`Blaine! Oh my god, Blaine! I`m so sorry, Blaine! I love you! I`m so sorry! Oh god, i`m s-so sorry...`Kurt sobbed into Blaine`s shoulder and Blaine began to cry as well.
`No, it`s... Don`t be. I shouldn`t have said those things. I love you, Kurt. You`re the best thing that`s ever happened to me. You`re perfect, and compassionate, and I didn`t mean anything I said.`
Kurt smiled down at him weakly, tears still falling.
`I-I know. We were both just angry.`
Blaine smiled again, lifting his good arm and stroking Kurt`s cheek. Kurt`s eyes closed slowly and he let out a shaky breath.
`I was so scared you wouldn`t wake up. They didn`t think you would.`
Blaine looked up at Kurt sadly; he couldn`t even imagine what Kurt had gone through in the past few days. Suddenly, a thought hit him.
`Kurt... Am... Am I...`
`Blaine?`
`Am I still able to walk?`
Kurt looked down at Blaine, the reality of the situation hitting him. He bit his lip, tears welling over his eyes.
`I... We... They don`t know. They said they could only find out when you were awake. Can you feel your legs?`
Blaine tried wiggling his toes, and succeeded, and that fact washed some small factor of his worries away.
`Yes, I can.`
Kurt smiled down at him.
`Good...`
`When do you think i`ll be able to get out of here?`
`Probably not for a while, Blaine... You got really badly beat up.`
Blaine nodded slowly, then let out a soft chuckle.
`This just is not our summer, huh?`
Kurt laughed, leaning down, sitting on the edge of the bed.
`I don`t want to be on a break.`
`Neither do I.`
Kurt searched Blaine`s eyes and felt his heart swell at the sheer love he found in them. He leaned down, kissing Blaine`s lips, and Blaine kissed back gently, sucking softly at Kurt`s lower lip. Kurt sighed gently and Blaine took that opportunity to slide his tongue into Kurt`s mouth, swirling it around his.
Kurt gently stroked Blaine`s hair, and his body ached with how much he loved Blaine, trusted him, needed him. Kurt pulled back, breathing heavily. Blaine looked up at him in worry he had done something wrong.
`Kurt? What`s wrong?`
Kurt smiled, suddenly a strange happiness in him. He laughed gently.
`Nothing... Nothing is wrong, everything is wonderful, so very wonderful, Blaine!`
Blaine smiled at his sudden joy.
`What caused that?`
`I love you.`
Blaine grinned, but had to force it down as he felt his stitches pull.
`I love you too, silly.`
Kurt turned to Blaine, taking his hand and putting his other hand on Blaine`s cheek. He kissed Blaine sweetly again, then pulled back, looking him in the eye.
`I trust you, Blaine.`
Blaine blinked, still smiling.
`I trust you too. What`s with all the sudden declarations, Kurt?`
Kurt smiled, tears swelling in his eyes all over again, but this time for happiness.
`Blaine... I`m not scared anymore. Not if it`s you.`
Blaine blinked, totally oblivious as to what he was referring to.
`Not if what`s me...?`
Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine again.
`I want you, Blaine. I want you to show me what my first time really should have been like.`
Blaine`s eyes widened and he felt his throat tighten. He loved Kurt so much, and Kurt was trusting him with this. Blaine smiled, watery eyes looking up at his boyfriend.
`I will. I`ll treat you like you should be treated, like gold, and hopefully make new, wonderful memories out of bad ones.`
The two kissed sweetly, reveling in their love for each other until Kurt pulled back again.
`I do mean when you`re healed though, I am not letting you do anything for yourself until then.`
Blaine laughed heartily, pulling Kurt back down for another kiss.
A few weeks later...
Blaine sat on the deck of the house, watching as Kurt tried to sit in a lawn chair but Finn persisted on splashing him with water from the pool they had set up. Blaine laughed as Kurt yelled at his brother, quite colorfully, he might add, and stormed over to go inside and dry off. Finn just watched the door slam, shrugged, and continued swimming about.
Blaine leaned back,staring up at the blue summer sky, the warm air lingering about. He was discharged from the hospital after a week and a half, most of his stitches were removed now, and his only major injury that still needed healing was his ankle, but the doctors said it was better than they thought. Another week on crutches, and he could get a walking cast, two weeks with that, it may just need tensors.
Kurt walked back out of the door, sitting next to Blaine. He laid his head on his boyfriend`s shoulder and Blaine smiled, rubbing his back gently. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine`s torso and smiled, closing his eyes.
`You two are so sweet it`s disgusting.`
Blaine laughed at Finn`s comment, and Kurt just glared at him, deathly. Finn immediately turned around, whistling, splashing away. Kurt smiled, looking up at Blaine.
`How`s your ankle feeling baby?`
`It`s better. It doesn`t ache or anything.`
`Good.`
Kurt became oddly silent and Blaine looked at him, seeing a conflicting expression on his face. Blaine tilted his chin up, forcing him to make eye contact.
`What`s wrong?`
Kurt`s eyes flicked down.
`I just feel so awful... If I hadn`t told you to get out...`
Blaine shook his head, hugging Kurt tightly to his chest. Kurt sighed, melting in to his arms.
`No, Kurt. This wasn`t your fault, this wouldn`t have happened if that guy made good choices and didn`t drive drunk. It`s okay Kurt. I`m okay. I`m here. We`re here. And we love each other. That`s all that matters.`
Kurt smiled, rocking himself in Blaine`s arms. Blaine smiled, running his hands through Kurt`s hair. All the product got wiped out due to Finn`s splashing, and Blaine secretly thanked him; he loved it when he could lace his hands in Kurt`s soft hair. He kissed the top of Kurt`s head, and Kurt smiled happily.
`I love you, Blaine.`
`I love you too, Kurt.`
Ending it there for now. I might even update later today if i feel like it. Heh.
-Echo.