Kurt goes straight for the coffee machine turning it on and pulling down their favourite mugs from the cabinet. Kurt's is a lilac mug with little blackbirds all over it, a gift from Blaine when they first started dating. Blaine's was a navy mug with a red handle and a warbler bird on the side. Kurt had it made especially when they spent their first summer together as a couple, because Blaine's parents were never around so Burt let him stay here most of the time. Kurt just thought it would be something special for him to have in the house, make it feel like home.
Blaine hangs in the door way, a little on edge because they're not alone. Carole is at the stove making pancakes, knowing that that's what they would want for breakfast because that's what they always have together. Burt is at the little breakfast nook reading the morning paper and nursing his own coffee.
Kurt turns, a little surprised that Blaine isn't trying to 'help' Carole make the pancakes - he really just steals all the blueberries- and that's when it hits him. Kurt's parents don't know about them being back together and really this is all uncharted territory for him. Burt obviously saw him getting upset last night and is apprehensive around them because he knows they'll wanna all sit down and talk through what happened, why Blaine's here and why they shared a bed last night.
Kurt gives him an understanding smile and walks over to kiss him softly whilst holding his hand. "Come on, help me make some coffee..." He is close to whispering because of how quiet he's being and he doesn't want to startle him.
Burt and Carole look on at their little display of affection with their eyebrows raised at Kurt. Kurt just send back a 'Bitch try me' glare that shuts them up quickly.
Blaine gives him a grateful smile and grabs for the sugar but can't quite reach with his small height.
Kurt giggles at him trying, and failing, to reach which just makes Blaine glare at him. Kurt laughs a little harder at that and starts to stretch his body to grab the tin of sugar for their coffee.
Blaine takes this opportunity to bring both his hands to Kurt's ribs and sides, tickling him and making him squirm and laugh loudly. "Argh! B! No stop it! Ahhhh!"
Blaine giggles at the laughing man which causes him to falter slightly, which Kurt takes advantage of and manages to grab both of his wrists and pull them away from his waist. "You are so deadAnderson!"
Blaine knows what that means so he starts to bolt from the kitchen, through the dining room and into the front foyer of the house.
What he hears next makes him stop dead.
Just inside the living room is Finn and he's playing some Call of Duty against Puck. Finn is losing - obviously - but he continues to point his gun and shoot at all of Pucks teammates, trying to rack up his score.
That's not what Blaine hears though.
He hears gunshots.
Kurt can see that something has changed, the mood has shifted and Blaine's eyes become unfocused as he's stares at the white wall of the hallway. His breathing becomes heavier and his eyes begin to water slightly.
He's back in that choir room. Trapped. He'll never see Kurt again, will never kiss, hug or marry him. Ever. He's going to die.
He cowers in the corner of the foyer, bringing his knees close his chest and burying his face into his arms.
Air. He needs air. His lungs aren't working fast enough. He can't breathe. He needs Kurt.
Kurt looks on at his boyfriends and panics. He doesn't know what to do or what the hell is happening. "Dad! Carole!" He cries as he watches Blaine cower into the corner struggling for every breath he takes into his body.
Burt and Carole burst into the scene and take in the curled up boy and spring into action. "It's a flashback, like a panic attack. He's experiencing what happened yesterday only his mind is making it a lot worse." Carole prattles off as she thinks about what to do to calm him down.
They all jump when they hear a loud explosion coming from the living room, now knowing what triggered Blaine to have his episode. Blaine however just flinches violently at the sound and starts a quiet mantra of, "Kurt, Kurt, Kurt..."
Burt runs into the living room and shouts lividly at Finn, "Turn it offFinn!"
Finn quickly jumps up and switches off his Xbox feeling confused, but knowing that there is a logical explanation for Burt's outburst. "What? What did I do...?"
Burt doesn't answer him, he just runs back into the hallway where he finds Blaine now pulling at his curls getting more and more upset.
His breathing is completely erratic and Kurt is feeling so helpless to the situation. Carole is not entirely sure about what to do, she doesn't know how Blaine will react to her touching him or even Kurt for that matter. "Kurt you need to talk to him. Try and coax him out of his trance..."
Kurt swallows hard. He doesn't know what to say, he doesn't want to say the wrong thing and make everything ten times worse than before. He takes a deep long breath and pushes back his own tears, he has to be strong for Blaine. "Blaine, honey, it's me, pleasesnap out of it. It's me honey B, Kurt."
Blaine hears nothing but the scared whispers of his friends. He feels so alone in this moment. No one is there to save him.
But then he hears it. The sound of an angel. His angel. Kurt. He hears him. He uses his voice to ground himself, to pull himself back into reality. And when he does he lifts his head to see the concerned faces of Kurt and his family but he only has eyes for Kurt.
Before he can fully register what he's doing, he launches himself at Kurt, latching into his shirt. His emotions overwhelm him and before he knows it darkness over takes him and he lays limp.
Kurt holds his boyfriend in his arms completely lax in his hold. He frantically moves his roams his hands all over his body, with tears rolling down his pale cheeks. "B, wake up, wake up..."
He pushes Blaine's face into his neck and holds him tight, horrified at what he just witnessed. "Kurt, buddy, he's just passed out, it's okay. Come on, help us carry him to the couch where he can be more comfortable."
Kurt nods mutely but is a little reluctant to let him go. He feels better knowing he's in his arms. Safe.
It's the warm hand on his shoulder that gets him to let go a little so Burt and Finn can help lift him into the living room and onto the couch. As soon as he is safely deposited down, Kurt immediately kneels on the floor by his head and starts to stroke a few stray curls from his face. He kisses his forehead sweetly but otherwise stays put.
Carole, Burt and Finn watch how Kurt interacts with him, knowing he truly loves him. The three of them leave, letting them have a little privacy and know that when Blaine wakes up he'll want to be just with Kurt, because he'll be embarrassed by his actions but will also want to freshen up a little before he faces them again.
Kurt doesn't even notice them leave, too busy focusing on the gorgeous boy before him. He watches as his body starts to regain consciousness, his eyes flutter open making Kurt look on in awe at the beautiful swirls of his hazel and green irises. Kurt's never seen anything more stunning in his entire life.
Blaine blinks once, twice, trying to focus his eyes on the room before him. What he notices first is that everything is on its side. Hmm. That's strange. It takes his mind a second to comprehend that he's the one actually on his side. He's also not in the hall like before, he's in the Hudmel family living room. That's when he notices Kurt calling his name softly. "-laine."
"Huh..? Kurtwhat happened...?" He blinks blearily up at him still trying to wake up a little from his confusion.
"You don't remember...?" Kurt asks tentatively, unsure what he should say in fear of upsetting Blaine further.
As Blaine thinks about it he knows they were in the kitchen and he was tickling Kurt. They start running around and they make it to the hall-
Oh.
Kurt knows the minute Blaine realises what happens as his faces freezes and his eyes widen.
He froze. He panicked.
His mind took him back to the choir room and the shooting. He knows this was an episode, or a flashback, or whatever the professionals like to call it. He use to get them after the Sadie Hawkins dance. Every time people would call him a fag or would throw a punch his way, his mind would wonder back to that dreadful night.
He's managed to calm them down quite nicely, but sometimes when his father would go a little too far with his words and fists, it would trigger him. All he knew was he had to get out of there before his father saw him curl in on himself like a coward, not wanting to add to his ammunition.
Blaine takes a shuddering breath knowing it's going to take him a little time to get over this as well but this time he has Kurt and Kurt's family.
Kurt's family.
Blaine looks straight into Kurt's eyes. "Your family saw didn't they?" He whispers, horrified at the thought of them watching as he pathetically cries and rocks back in forth in a little ball.
Kurt has a battle with his internal self, not wanting to lie to Blaine but he knows Blaine hates being anything but put together in front of others. It's his safety blanket to be that polished up young boy which he has thankfully started to relax when he's around Burt and the others. Blaine will be so embarrassed and Kurt doesn't want him crawling back into his shell but... No. He can't lie. Their whole relationship crumbled before because of a lack of honesty.
"Yeah...they did B, but don't worry. They're not going to judge you for it. They're not your father, they won't call you names and put you down or throw you out. They love you Blaine just like I do and they wouldn't care if you rolled around on the floor having a seizure, although I prefer if you didn't, they will pick you up and brush you off and help you build yourself back up again. I promise you that." Kurt tries to convey the most sincerity into his little speech hoping Blaine will listen and believe him.
Blaine looks into his eyes looking for...deceit? Maybe. But all he sees is love and genuine concern for his wellbeing. Blaine nods a little at his words knowing deep down that's the honest truth. He takes deeps steadying breaths, trying to centre himself before he sits up and pulls Kurt into his lap, knowing he needs this a little too.
Blaine caresses his cheek and looks into his deep blue eyes and asks, "Hey...you okay...?"
Kurt looks genuinely surprised at his question but thinks twice before he answers. Of course Blaine would ask him how he's feeling in this situation. All Blaine wants is for Kurt to be safe and happy and so it's Blaine's job to take care of him. Kurt tucks his head under his chin and starts to trace pointless patterns onto his t-shirt covered chest.
"I was so scared. B you were fine one minute, laughing with me then the next you were breathing real hard and then you curled up onto the floor. I didn't know what to do." He wipes away some stray tears that fall down his face. "C-Carole told me to talk to you, to try and get you to stop and when I did you looked up at me so scared. Like someone was going to snatch all of us away from you, so you just grabbed onto me and squeezed me so tight, but all of a sudden you just stopped. Your body fell into mine and I tried to wake you but you wouldn't wake up B. You wouldn't wake up."
Kurt's crying a little harder now and his chest is hiccupping slightly. His face is now fully buried into Blaine's neck, wetting it with his salty tears. "Shh shh shh baby, I know how scary that must have been for you." He's gently rocking Kurt back in forth in his arms trying to calm him down. "I know if it were me I would be going out of my mind trying to help you. I'm sorry you had to see me like that."
Kurt looks up suddenly at his loves face and quickly says, "Don't ever apologise B. You couldn't help it." He drags both of his hands down his wet, red face trying to clean it up and he sniffles lightly. "Godwhen did it become all about me. You're the one who needs comforting, not me."
Blaine looks at his watery smile and brings his lips to his in a chaste kiss. "It's about us Kurt. You made sure I was okay now it's my turn." He smiles a little and captures Kurt's lips in lingering kiss that makes Kurt tingle all the way down to his toes. He feels Kurt smile into the kiss and breaks it to kiss his nose, forehead, cheeks and eyelids knowing Kurt absolutely loves when Blaine does that. It earns him one of Kurt beautiful smiles, the one where he shows all his teeth, the one only reserved for Blaine and family.
Kurt kisses him one last time before he says, "Come on, we've got to have some breakfast and I'm sure Dad is dying to see if you're okay. Like...I'm pretty sure he's in the hallway listening in..."
"Am not!" Shouts Burt from a suspiciously close distance.
They both laugh loudly at this, feeling a little giddy considering all they've been through this last 24 hours.
Kurt gets up from the couch and offers his pale hand to Blaine. Blaine takes his hand in a fierce grip and pulls himself up from the couch. Before they leave however, Blaine slides his hands around Kurt's waist and pulls him into a passionate kiss. Their lips slide against each other, tongues probing at each other's lips. But before they can go any further their moment is ruined by Burt's booming voice,
"Put him down Kurt!"
Blaine hides his giggles into Kurt's collarbone whilst Kurt rolls his eyes at his Dad's rude interruption. Blaine takes his hand once more and pulls him out the room and into the kitchen.