Hi guys! :]

So, here is another upstate for ya'll wonderful people reading. And obviously, I should really go through my speech of how amazing you guys all are and how you're support means the world and everything. So...yeah. Thank you so much! :D

This one is pretty sad (it breaks my heart to write about sad Kurt or sad Blaine) and it was a prompt from MoonshoesPotter13, so I hope you all love it. Here you go! :3

Blaine never even thought about death before. He never wanted to. It scared the hell out of him, so he wouldn't allow himself to think about anything related to it.

Blaine never was really "close" with his mother. She was away a lot, and didn't really approve of him being gay. She respected him, and accepted it, not like Burt accepted and loved Kurt.

Blaine never thought on this cold, winter Saturday night, he would be sitting tight in a ball in the corner of his room. He wasn't crying...or even doing something that could be remotely classified as it. He was just frozen, staring at the wall he was leaning against.

Blaine never thought his mother would slide over black ice with her BMW, spinning out of control and crashing her car into that goddamn oak tree on the side of the highway.

And most of all, Blaine never, ever thought his mother would die without saying goodbye.

He wanted to cry. To let all his emotions out. He just...couldn't. Well, that was until he heard the voice of an angel through his locked door. "Blaine? Please let me in, baby."

His legs shook violently as Blaine struggled to steady himself. His whole body ached. The kind of pain that he had never felt since that night that he and Kurt broke up.

He threw open the door, looking at Kurt, who had bloodshot, puffy eyes and messy, ruffled hair. Without a word, Kurt pounced on him, pressing him tight into his chest as they both sat on Blaine's bed.

And then Blaine lost it. His mother, Kurt, all of it just came crashing down on him at once.

The tears came quickly, and Blaine desperately tried to choke his sobs by burying his face into the warm, comforting skin of Kurt's neck. His fingers twisted tightly into Kurt's hair, his other hand crushing Kurt closer to him.

"I'm so, so sorry, Blaine." Kurt whispered, pulling Blaine's head out of his neck so that he could look at him. His heart broke as saw Blaine's face. His puppy-dog eyes, his tear-stained cheeks, his quivering lips. Within seconds, he crushed his lips to Blaine's. He kissed him as if it was their last, full of passion and love and imperfection that made it even better. Blaine pulled away, pressing his forehead to Kurt's. he breathed deeply, placing another short, rough kiss to Kurt's lips. "God, Kurt, I love you." Tears silently began to fall from his glossy eyes. He placed his hands firmly on Kurt's cheeks. "I love you so much." His voice cracked as he spoke, but he didn't try to hide it because he simply didn't care. "A-and if I never got to tell you that one last time–"

"Don't say that, Blaine." Kurt murmured, his vision becoming blurred and cloudy, "I love you too. So, so much. And you'll always get to tell me again, okay? I love you, I love you, I love you."

Blaine pressed another kiss to Kurt's lips, brief and deep. He stroked his cheek with his fingertips, hugging him tight once again. "I can't stand the thought of losing–"

"So don't think about it." Kurt interrupted. "Don't think about something that hurts you, Blaine. Not now. You're never, ever going to lose me because I love you with everything I have and everything I am and nothing can ever change that."

Blaine nodded into Kurt's shoulder. "I love you too. More than anyone or anything." He said quietly, grasping him tighter.

"And we're gonna get through this together." Kurt whispered. "I'm gonna be here for you and I'm not going to leave your side."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

Blaine pulled away from Kurt's tight hold, kissing him once more. One that was urgent and fast. "I can't lose you too, Kurt."

"You're." Kiss. "Not." Kiss. "Going." Kiss. "To." Longer, softer, gentler kiss. "Ever."

Blaine nodded, "Okay." He murmured, pressing his head to Kurt's chest again. He closed his eyes, wrapping his arms tighter around Kurt. "So what do we do now?"

Kurt pulled away, leaving Blaine with goosebumps, and he laid down, resting his head on Blaine's pillow. He patted the spot next to him, and Blaine quickly crawled into it. He grabbed Kurt, holding him close and nestling his face into Kurt's chest. His arm wrapped around Kurt's waist so he could make sure Kurt couldn't leave him. He couldn't take that risk.

Kurt rubbed Blaine's back soothingly as possible, from his shoulders all the way to his hips, his hand moving slowly. His fingers tangled in Blaine's curls, which he knew Blaine loved. "I am going to hold you." Kurt said, answering Blaine's question. "And we'll go from there."

"Kurt, I'm so scared." Blaine whispered timidly. "I don't even know why, I'm just terrified of everything but you."

"Don't be. I'll protect you, okay? From anything. You're safe." Kurt kissed Blaine's forehead repeatedly. "You always will be."

Blaine began to cry again, muffling the heart-wrenching sounds into the fabric of Kurt's shirt. He held onto Kurt tight, like if he didn't he would run away. And Kurt cried with him. Because they were going through this together, just like they would with everything else in their lives.

They both fell into a deep sleep. And when Blaine woke up, Kurt was still there. He told Blaine he was never leaving, and he meant it.

When Kurt awoke, the first thing Blaine said was, "I love you." Because it was the one thing he never got to tell his mother one last time.

Kurt kissed him, and in the second when their lips brushed, everything seemed just a little bit better.

Whatcha think? My poor little Blainers :'(

Buuuuut Kurt's there for him, so it's okay.

Leave reviews and prompts? You know you've been plotting ways for Klaine to get back together in your head. Leave 'em in a review or PM.

Love you babes :3333

-Katie xxx