So! This chapter is for Starstrukkxxx — "Could you do one where Blaine is sick and we'd and David tell kurt that Blaines been saying his name in his sleep and then Kurt goes to look after them and they Kiss?"
Can I just say that when I saw this prompt I jumped up and down like an excited five-year-old? I've wanted to write something like this for so long, but I never had a reason to! Yay!
And I always have time! Don't worry, I will get to everyone's prompts sooner or later.
Also! The song used in 'Sleepover Serenade' was Stick Around by Azure, for anyone that wanted to know:)
I still do not own Glee, even though I haven't done a disclaimer for a while.
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"You guys, I...have to go to...school." Blaine slurred groggily, struggling to sit up, but David and Wes kept pushing him down.
"Dude. No way. You're way too sick to go to school." Wes said, and David nodded.
"Big...test today..." Blaine managed to say before going into a horrible-sounding coughing fit.
"No, Blaine, that was yesterday..." David corrected. "Just go to sleep."
"No test?" Blaine slurred the question.
"No test."
"Mmkay..." Blaine said before snuggling into his pillow. "G'night..." He mumbled, and it wasn't long before he was asleep.
David sighed. "What are we gonna do about him?" He asked worriedly.
"What do you mean? Let's go to school." Wes answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"We can't just leave him here!" David protested.
"Oh, yeah, right..." Wes said with a wince. "So what are we gonna do about him?"
"That's what I'm trying to find out!" David said, thinking. "Ooh! What if we—"
"Kurt..." Blaine moaned in his sleep.
The two boys froze and turned to face him, and suddenly their lips twisted into smirks. They looked at each other and nodded.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" David asked.
Wes nodded.
"Kurt!" David called once they were down the hall. "Kurt! Ku-urt! Come out come out wherever you are!"
"Ku-urt! Kurt? Blaine's having wet dreams about you!" Wes called, and David glared at him.
Kurt ran out of his room. "Were you dropped on your heads?" He hissed, dressed and ready for the day. "Scream a little louder, would you? I don't think they heard you on the moon." He scream-whispered. "And what do you mean Blaine's having dreams about me?"
"Wet dreams." Wes corrected.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Whatever, what do you mean?"
"Blaine's sick, so we told him to go back to sleep, and he keeps moaning your name." Kurt blushed. "So we came to get you to look after him for the day."
Kurt rubbed his forehead. "Boys, isn't that what a school nurse is for?" He pointed out.
"We don't have one here." Wes said.
David nodded. "That's why we came to you."
Kurt crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "So you're just gonna dump him on me and make me skip school so that I can take care of him?"
The two nodded.
Kurt sighed. "Yeah. Fine. I'll fake strep throat or something so I can look after him." He said.
"Thanks Kurt!" Wes called, already down the hall.
"Have fun!" David called after him.
"Yeah. Fun." Kurt said sarcastically under his breath.
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He stepped into Blaine's room once there, carrying a bag of medicine, movies and food, and smiled sadly at the sight of Blaine curled up and tangled into his blankets, shivering a bit.
He walked over and placed a gentle hand on Blaine's forehead, only to find it scorching with heat. He retracted it and sighed, and then walked into the bathroom, returned with a wet cloth. He placed it on Blaine's forehead and pressed down on it a bit, and Blaine shifted, his eyelids fluttering open.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked, almost in a moan.
"Hey, there, sleeping beauty." Kurt teased in a soft whisper, sitting on the edge of the bed and pressing down on the cloth a bit more.
"What are you doing here?" He slurred, rubbing his eyes. "You're gonna be late for class." He warned.
Kurt smiled down at him and moved a stray curls from his forehead. "I'm not going to class today;" Kurt said, gesturing to his casual — casual for him — outfit of white skinny jeans, black, long-sleeved button-up shirt and black knee-high converse. "I'm staying here to take care of you." He said, noticing that Blaine's breathing was a bit off.
"No, no, I'll be OK; you're gonna get sick." Blaine protested.
"Hush, I'll be fine." Kurt said, and leaned down to press his ear to Blaine's chest.
"W-What are you doing?" Blaine asked, a bit startled, but Kurt lifted a finger and placed it to Blaine's lips to quiet him.
"I listening. Be quiet for a moment; just breathe." Kurt said, and Blaine did as he was told, and as Kurt listened, he could tell that Blaine chest was thick with mucus. He pulled away. "Yikes. Good thing I brought medicine." He said with a hiss.
After giving Blaine his medicine, Blaine erupted into another coughing fit, sitting up and coughing into the crook of his elbow. Kurt rubbed soothing circles into his back until he finished, and then smiled sadly. Blaine smiled a little and sniffed, and Kurt automatically turned around and grabbed a tissue box, holding it out to Blaine, and Blaine gave a thankful smile before taking one.
While Blaine blew his nose, Kurt got up and reached onto his bag, pulling out six DVDs.
"What's that?" Blaine asked.
Kurt smiled and held up the six DVD cases. "Harry Potter Movie Marathon." He clarified, and Blaine responded with a huge grin. "I also brought Red Vines and my laptop so that we can watch A Very Potter Musical." He said cheerily, popping the first DVD in and sitting down on the couch with Blaine, and handed him the pack of Red Vines.
Blaine laughed and looked at him with mock adoration. "Where have you been all my life?" He asked.
"In a cupboard under some stairs." Kurt answered, making Blaine laugh, which only sent him into another coughing fit.
Halfway through the movie, Blaine was lying down, his head on Kurt's lap as Kurt idly played with his hair.
"Feeling better, sweetie?" Kurt asked softly.
Blaine smirked at him. "Sweetie?" He teased.
Kurt blushed. "Hush; I'm taking care of you, I can call you whatever I please." He said before leaning down to press a gentle kiss against Blaine's hot forehead.
When he pulled back, Blaine's eyes were wide.
"Geesh, if being sick gets me that then it might not be so bad after all." He said, trying to smirk, though he was completely serious.
Kurt raised an eyebrow and placed his chin in his hand, looking down at Blaine fondly. "You like it when I kiss you, then?" He teased, his lips pulling up in a smirk.
Blaine blushed. "I...I didn't mean...I guess...yeah, but you're my best friend, so...I wouldn't be...you know, uh...interested, I guess...but...not that you wouldn't be a good kisser! Because...because I'm sure you are...but...I...I just..." He sighed at Kurt's amused smirk. "Shut up." He mumbled.
"I didn't say anything." Kurt said, holding his hands up as his shoulders shook a little with laughter.
"But you let me ramble, which is just as bad."
"It was cute."
"Well, gee, that makes it better." Blaine mumbled.
Kurt giggled. "I was just kidding..." He said defensively, shrugged.
"Yeah, yeah..." Blaine mumbled, turning on his side, making Kurt giggle again. Blaine sniffed. "Thanks for all this, by the way. I'm not used to having someone take care of me; it's nice."
Kurt stayed silent for a moment before reaching down and running his fingers through Blaine's hair, his brow furrowing. "What do you mean?"
Blaine sighed, turning to look up at Kurt again. "Well, my mom was really the only one who would ever take care of me when I was sick. I mean, I guess that maybe it was just because my dad didn't know how, but I could tell...after I came out to him...he just didn't care anymore." He paused. "My mom was accepting. But I could still feel us growing apart and...she was always out on so many business trips all the time that she just didn't have the time anymore, and..." Blaine shuffled a bit, his eyes starting to sting with tears at the memories, and his fixed his gaze on the TV. "Well, I just don't like getting sick."
"Oh, Blaine." Kurt whispered, his own eyes starting to rim with water. He shifted positions so that he was leaning back against the armrest, and hugged Blaine to him, cradling Blaine's head against his chest. "I'm so sorry." he apologized, pressing his cheek into Blaine's loose curls, "This must bring so many horrible memories back. I'm so sorry..."
"No, no..." Blaine assured him, looking up into his eyes. "Don't apologize. You're the nicest person I've ever met, and this is the sweetest thing that anyone's ever done for me." He said, and then sighed, nuzzling into Kurt's chest again. "It's just...some people don't get it, you know? I mean, from what you've told me, your dad is so accepting of you...I'm sure your mom is the same. Right?" He asked.
Blaine head lowered a bit further into Kurt's chest as Kurt let out a sigh. "I wouldn't know." he started, "she's dead."
Blaine's head shot up so quickly Kurt was worried he'd dislocated something. "Oh my God, Kurt, I'm so sor—"
"Stop," Kurt interrupted in a whisper, holding his thumb over Blaine's lips. "It's perfectly fine." Kurt assured him. "It was nine years ago, and now I have an amazing step-mother and step-brother that are both accepting of me, and I couldn't be happier." He said, running his thumb over Blaine's bottom lip affectionately. "You have it so much harder than I do."
"Not now that I have you." Blaine said, and Kurt's lips fell open, not knowing what to say to that. "You know, you're probably the best thing that's ever happened to me." He confided.
Kurt smiled a little. "Good to know." He teased. "And you, too. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, that is." He replied honestly.
Blaine smiled up at him dreamily. "I love..." Blaine's eyes widened. "...s-spending time with you." He corrected, blushing furiously and begging the good Lord that Kurt hadn't caught it.
"What did you say?"
Damn it!
"I said I love spending time with you." Blaine clarified, looking up into to Kurt's wide eyes.
Kurt's lips twisted into a smirk.
Shit.
"No, you were going to say to loved me!" Kurt exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at Blaine.
"So?" Blaine asked, looking down.
"So...do you?" Kurt asked, quiet all over again.
Blaine bit his lip and sighed. "Yeah, I do." He admitted, not looking up.
"So do something about it."
Blaine looked up, startled by the boldness in Kurt's voice, and saw a serious, determined look on Kurt's face.
And he kissed him.
And God, he could keep doing this forever, he thought as Kurt ran his tongue along Blaine's bottom lip, and Blaine eagerly gave him access with no hesitation, and soon their tongues were sliding together, drunk off of kissing the other.
"Wow." Kurt breathed after they separated.
"Yeah." Blaine said, and suddenly he started laughing.
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "What?" He asked.
Blaine slid an arm around Kurt's waist and nuzzled into his neck.
"You are gonna be so sick tomorrow." He said.
Kurt snorted as Blaine fell into another fit of laughter. "Great."
The next day, Kurt came down with exactly what Blaine had.
So totally worth it.
"By the way," Kurt said as Blaine took his temperature.
Blaine looked up just in time for Kurt to capture his lips.
Kurt pulled away and smiled. "I love you, too."
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OH THE FLUFF.
THEY ARE SO EFFING CUTE.
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