Crash into me:
Chapter 6:
A hum of voices surrounded him, slowly turning into coherent words as Kurt woke up. Returning to his body, his eye lids fluttered before opening. It took a moment for him to realize he was back in his room at home, no longer living in the cave with Blaine. The curtains were partly drawn, so only a sliver of weak light flowed through into the room. The voice came to an abrupt stop as Kurt grasped the missing presence that had never been more than a few feet away the past few days.
Blaine.
Gasping in alarm Kurt tried to sit up as the memories of Blaine's unconscious body clutched to his chest as they flew through the frozen air came rushing back. He nearly passed out as the blood ran from his head.
"Whoa, careful there son."
A strong, familiar arm wrapped around his thin waist, opening his eyes again Kurt saw his father leaning over him holding him up until his back hit the pillows behind him and he sunk down into the layers of starched cotton and down.
"Father?"
"I'm right here Kurt, you're alright now son, you made it back and then passed out from exhaustion." The voice still sounded strained and it took Kurt's muddled brain a second to process why. Fear, his father had been scared, which meant his mother was probably beside herself.
The information wasn't new he could recall that much, but it wasn't what he desperately wanted - no needed- to know.
"Blaine, what about Blaine?" His voice was heavy and he could feel his heart about to beat out of his chest as he waited for the answer.
"The boy who was with you?"
Kurt gave a quick nod and his father seemed to realize how worked up he was and rushed to answer, "He is fine Kurt. He is alive. Take a breath."
After following his father's instructions and taking a breath, his father continued again, "Blaine, that's the boy's name yes? He hasn't woken up yet but the doctor said he will recover, though he might not be able to walk because of his leg."
Another breath, this one relief. Blaine was alive; he was going to be alright. "How long-?" Kurt was caught off by a knock on his door.
"Your Majesty, I apologize for interrupting but there is a foreign dragon in the courtyard, the guards want your opinion on what to do."
Kurt watched his dad give a short reply of acknowledgement before he turned back to Kurt, "I need to see about this, but I'll let your mother know you are awake. Try to get some rest son; it's good to have you back." With a warm smile and a gentle squeeze to his shoulder Kurt watched his father follow the guard from his room.
Thankfully Kurt didn't have much time alone with his thoughts before the door to his room swung open and his little sister ran in followed by his mother.
"Kurt!" Katla shouted scrambling up the bed until she could throw her small arms around his neck, his own folding over her back clutching the young girl to his chest. Barely a pause later Katla was scrambling back, sitting on Kurt's legs and bouncing slightly with excitement. From the corner of his eye Kurt saw his mother take a step closer to the bed.
He held out his hand, and she accepted it with a squeeze, leaning in she pressed a lingering kiss to his cheek, "I missed you darling."
A small smile was all he could give in return before Katla demanded there attention again, "Kurt guess what?! There is a strange dragon in the courtyard! We walked past it coming to see you and it's not like any dragon ever! It's green, and has a round face and looks so different Kurt!"
Green, not like any dragon from their island. It couldn't be. Rounding on Katla, Kurt shuffled the small girl from his lap and released his mother's hand racing to get out of his bed.
"Kurt! What are you doing?" He barely registered his mother's question as he pulled his boots on; thankful that someone had dressed him in warmer clothes and the ones he had been wearing when he returned. Throwing a hide jacket on he turned to his mother and sister who were both staring at him with wide eyes.
"I- the dragon, its Blaine's…. he told me and I need to ..." he trailed off giving his mother a desperate look begging her to catch on as he raced from the room and down the corridor towards the courtyard.
Pointedly ignoring the echoing footfalls behind him he ran down the thankfully empty hallway as fast as his exhausted body would let him. He was getting a little annoyed at the amount of running he had to do.
Bursting through the doors into the courtyard Kurt balked at the sight in front of him. A large green dragon matching Blaine's description was being wrangled, heavy metal chains were clamped around the dragon's legs, and guards stood holding the chains down trying to keep the terrified dragon under control.
"Stop!"
Immediately everyone fell silent, even the dragon paused in his thrash at Kurt's voice.
"Kurt? What are you doing out of bed son? You need to rest!" His father rounded on him, his voice laced with anger and concern.
"Dad this needs to stop, this dragon isn't wild or a threat, it's Blaine's! This dragon belongs to Blaine!"
At the name the green dragon fell still, focusing its golden eyes on Kurt and letting out a high pitched wine, trying to move forward only to be pulled back from the chains.
Eye's locked with the creature in front of him; Kurt took a step forward, his arms raised to show he wasn't a threat. "Viridi?" Again the dragon gave the equivalent of a nod and tried to meet Kurt.
"Do you trust me father?" Kurt asked, not moving his eyes from the dragon's but voicing the question aloud, knowing that his father had moved to stand off to his side, everyone in the courtyard watching his movements.
"Kurt-"
"Do you trust me?"
A pause before conceding, "Yes, of course I do son."
Kurt gave a small nod to hear but didn't break his eyes, still locked with Viridi's, "I need the guards to remove the chains."
Prepared to argue more Kurt was surprised when his dad gave the order and the guards began to take the restraints off.
Attempting to maintain some amount of control over the situation Kurt stepped closer, blocking out the collective breath that was being held, and held out his hand, "It's okay Viridi, I'm not going to hurt you, you're safe. I'll keep you safe until Blaine is better."
At the name of his owner the dragon whined again and cleared the distance between him and Kurt, pressing his scaly nose into Kurt's out stretched hand. The scales were cool to the touch but Kurt could feel the tremors of fear and hesitance running through the beautiful green dragon in front of him.
"Shhh," he cooed gently. Kurt brought both his hands up and cupped the dragon's face, running his thumbs along Viridi's jawline just like he did with Niveus.
Apparently a conversation had taken place while he was in his own little world with Viridi because the light touch of a hand on his shoulder caused Kurt to jump slightly, relaxing when he saw it was his father.
"I don't want to interrupt but Blaine's awake and is asking for you."
Frozen on the spot Kurt looked between Viridi who had a matching expression to his own. "Um, okay." Thinking quickly Kurt pulled back one of his hands and whistled loudly, not a minute later Niveus was flying into the view before landing softly by Kurt's side.
He smiled at the sight of his dragon, chucking when she nuzzled her head against his shoulder, "I missed you too," he told the silver dragon, "But I need you to do something for me."
Tilting her head slightly Kurt smiled at the confused look on his dragon's face and gestured to Viridi who had slunk back against Kurt's shoulder in an attempt to hide when the other dragon. "Niveus this is Viridi, Blaine's dragon." Both dragons looked at each other but Niveus made the first move, stepping around Kurt and sending a puff of air right into the face of Viridi.
Startled Viridi shook his head before doing the same to Niveus and reaching out to bump heads.
Breathing a sigh of relief Kurt patted the side of both dragons' necks, "Alright take care of each other okay?"
Niveus rolled her eyes as though it was the stupidest question she ever heard before taking to the sky, Viridi by her side.
Spinning on his heel Kurt turned to his father, "Where is he? Where's Blaine?"
"Blaine!" The name almost got stuck in Kurt's throat as he skidded into Blaine's room and saw the other boy sitting upright, propped up against the wooden head board with some pillows.
At the sound of his name, Blaine turned from gazing without purpose out the window and locked eyes with Kurt, the tension draining from his body and Kurt watched as he sank back into the plush bed.
"You're awake."
With red cheeks Blaine ducked his head, fingers fiddling with the dark red blanket draped haphazardly over his legs, one sticking out due to the plaster it was in. "Yes?"
Kurt laughed at the slight inflection and uncertainty in Blaine's voice. Both boys smiling as Kurt stepped further into the room and dragged a chair sitting empty in the corner over to the side of Blaine's bed.
"Hi," said Kurt as he sat down, taking one of Blaine's warm hands into his own and giving it a gentle squeeze. It was so different from the images and memories of Blaine's cold unconscious body that had been haunting him since waking up.
"Hello." A smile was spread across Blaine's face but he still looked a little disorientated, his eyes leaving Kurt's for a few seconds to flit around the room trying to find something familiar. Something that might give him a hint about where, why, and how.
Kurt noticed the far off look on Blaine's as he realized that Blaine had no idea where he was. Giving Blaine's hand another squeeze he waited for Blaine's head to turn and his gaze to focus back on Kurt's face before he asked, "What exactly do you remember?"
Blaine seemed slightly taken by surprise at the question, and his brow furrowed as he thought, "I remember …" he began hesitantly, urged on by the kind smile on Kurt's face as he waited patiently, "I remember we were at the cave, and you …" Blaine's voice caught, a blush coloring his cheeks as he looked at Kurt with wide unbelieving eyes.
"I kissed you," Kurt finished, trying to keep from grinning as he saw the realization on Blaine's face and Kurt could only imagine that they were both replaying the scene in their minds, "then you kissed me back."
It took Blaine a while to find his voice; he couldn't shake the phantom feeling of lips pressing against his own, "That actually happened? I mean – I'm not making it up?"
"Yes it really did. But I could…" Kurt trailed off, taking a steady unsure breath before he continued, "I could remind you?" It wasn't meant to be phrased as a question and Kurt cringed at how high his voice rose.
"Okay."
Blaine's steady, sure voice snapped Kurt's attention back. Keeping his hand in Blaine's and maintaining a reassuring grip, Kurt raised his freehand and cupped Blaine's cheek before their eyes closed and lips met.
It was different than their first kiss, after the initial brush the desperation and need kicked in fueled by their separation and everything they had gone through.
Kurt pulled back first, untwining his hands from Blaine's hair –he didn't remember doing that but he was a little distracted.
They starred at each other for some time as though looking away would wake them from the dream and Blaine felt like he was currently in one since he had woken up.
"Kurt where are we?"
At first it didn't resister for Kurt that Blaine had never been there before. Somehow the past few days with Blaine felt like years and their unexpected icy meeting was far in the past. "Audentia, we are in Audentia."
Eyes huge Blaine gripped Kurt's hand harder and looked around the room again, but this time he actually took in everything. The curtains made of think heavy velvet, the hand carved stone mantle over the fireplace, the inlaid wood table by the side of his large bed. It was all worthy of a palace and then Blaine realized that's where he was –a palace, with Kurt the king-to-be.
"We made it?" Blaine asked reaching out to take Kurt's other hand in his own.
"We made it."
AN: The End! But not really, a small epilogue will be posted soon! Once again thank you!