Phew! Okay, so I'm in a better place now. Also, mushy chapter. Sorry, two friends of mine are together and they're the cutest ever!

Disclaimer: Do not own. Do not have beta either. Sorry.

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It had been two weeks since the accident, and Carole was doing much better. Kurt was just happy it wasn't a repeat of eight years back, because he wasn't sure if his Dad could have handled it. He helped around the house, took Carole to therapy for her leg, and so on. However, there was a certain absence in his life, and that was Harry.

After the plans they had made of sticking together for two weeks in London, not seeing Harry at all was a different thing. Harry had texted him saying that he needed to finish the book, since it had been six months since he had started it. But Kurt knew his boyfriend and how he procrastinated, and writing for two weeks straight without human contact wasn't a thing for him.

So, he picked up Carole from work and asked, "Is it okay if I leave the house for about thirty minutes? I need to go see Harry, and well…"

Carole laughed. "I'm surprised this topic didn't come up already. Burt and I had a bet going on it. I owe him a date now. He knows you too well, kiddo."

Kurt heaved a sigh of relief. "Don't worry. I'll call Finn and tell him to come sit with you. I'll even guilt trip him if he isn't listening to me"

Carole laughed devilishly as he parked outside their house. He helped her onto the couch, put on her favorite show on the TV, and left to meet Harry.

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Kurt was so accustomed to driving to Harry's place that he could park without even looking. Not that he would do such a thing. He looked in to see that the place was dusty. He laughed fondly at his boyfriend, who could clean with a phrase, but was too lazy to do so.

He took out the key that Harry had given him, and internally squeed as he opened the door. He looked into the living room to see that Harry was asleep on the couch, sitting at a weird angle, his laptop in front of him with COMPLETE in bold written on the last page. Kurt immediately felt bad for thinking that Harry wouldn't finish it. He immediately got a pillow and tucked it under Harry's neck.

He wanted to let Harry sleep, but the movement of his neck woke him up. Harry groggily spoke, "Uhhh….who is there?"

Kurt said, "Shh, sweetheart, let's put you to bed, yeah?"

Harry actually held his hands out like a baby and said, "I need help getting up."

Kurt lifted him from under his arms and helped him up the stairs and onto the bed. As Harry lay down, he patted the other side and said, "Come lie down, Kurtie."

Kurt wanted to. He really wanted to. He called up Finn.

"Hey bro!"

"Hey Finn. Okay, can you go home now?"

"But I'm out with Puck. Come on, Kurt!"

"Please, Carole is still not to her usual strength and I took her to Therapy."

"Okay, fine. But if you're doing this just to have sex…"

"Get some, Hummel!"

"Ew, why is Puck listening in? Now bye Finn. Go home."

He kept his phone on vibrate in case his Dad called and lied down next to Harry. Surprisingly there were pillows on both sides even though Harry slept alone. It made him wonder if Harry had planned all this.

He looked at Harry's sleepy face and immediately shook his head. He closed his eyes, missing the small smile on Harry's face.

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When Kurt woke up again, it was about four in the evening. Barely three hours had passed, but it felt like he had slept for much longer. He put his phone back down only to see Harry was awake. He leaned towards Harry and kissed him softly, exchanging small kisses, just reveling in the moment.

Harry pulled Kurt closer to him. "I missed you, babe."

"I missed you too. Which is why I actually came in to see you sleeping with your neck all weird. Do you want a neck brace?"

Harry giggled, a sound foreign to him, and kissed Kurt again. "I really missed you, and I'm hungry."

Kurt suspiciously asked, "Do you have groceries in the house? Or is this an excuse to get me to eat takeout?"

Harry said, "Surprisingly, I did get out of the house to buy groceries. I got the ones you would like, I think."

Kurt tried to get up, but was pulled back by Harry. "No, don't go."

"But you're hungry!"

"But we never get to snuggle like this."

Harry had a point. Kurt huffed and lay back with Harry, saying, "Fifteen minutes. Then we'll go down and I'll make pasta, if you have the ones you like."

They slept off for another two hours, only to be woken up by Kurt's phone vibrating the whole bed. Kurt got up lazily and checked the screen to see it was his Dad. He immediately panicked and cut the call. Harry asked, "Why did you cut it?"

"I've been here six hours! He'd think we were having monkey sex!"

"He wouldn't have. But now that you've cut his call, he just might. Here, call him again."

Harry swiped the pattern to Kurt's phone and went into the log, pressing call on Burt's number. As Burt picked up the phone, he said, "Hello sir. Sorry, I was too busy writing for the past two weeks, so Kurt had come over to make sure I hadn't died or something.

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Yes sir, we'll eat something and then only I'll let him leave.

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Yes, I know he didn't have lunch. Okay sir. Thanks. Bye."

Kurt asked, "Why so nervous, babe?"

"I'm not nervous, I'm just…" Harry looked at the mischievous look on Kurt's face and immediately poked him in the side. Kurt giggled. Harry smirked and continued tickling him. If someone was listening from afar, they could swear someone was dying. However, it was just the laughter of a couple in love.

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