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"I am SO bored!" Kurt exclaimed before throwing his Vogue down on the table.

Blaine just laughed at him. It was Sunday morning and Kurt had been in the hospital for nearly 48 hours- and he was going stir crazy.

Blaine had hardly left his side in those hours- only to sleep and when his Warbler friends had come to visit.

"Anything I can do?" Blaine asked even though he already knew the answer.

"Get me out of here." Kurt said exasperated.

Blaine smiled but it was something he was genuinely worried about when the time came. Where would he go when he was discharged? Dr. Rogers told the boys that Kurt needed to take the week off and rest while being monitored (as a precaution).

In a normal world, Kurt would go home and his parents would take care of him- but judging by the fact that the only acknowledgment that Kurt received that his parents knew he was sick and/or injured (because they parents didn't know which- Blaine never got a chance to tell them), was a small bouquet of flowers with a tiny impersonal card saying 'get well soon'.

So, needless to say, if he needed close supervision- home was out.

Another option was his room at Dalton. Which was better than his house but it was still him- relatively- alone in a dorm filled with his crazy friends (if all of Kurt's stories were to be believed anyway) and the pressure of school work and warbler practice he wasn't supposed to be attending.

So, due to his crappy home life and crazy house/roommates, that left one option really: Kurt had to go home with Blaine.

Which, having that thought again, made Blaine stop breathing. Having spent all this time with Kurt was really getting to Blaine...in a good way he supposed.

Even though it wasn't how Blaine had wanted to spend more time with Kurt, he was glad for the time all the same. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about Kurt since he met him and the more time they spent together, the more Blaine felt himself developing feelings for Kurt. What would life be like if Kurt moved into the den?

"Earth to Blaine." Kurt said waving a hand in front of his face.

"Oh, sorry. Spaced out. What were you saying?" Blaine asked, while fighting the blush that was forming- he had been caught day dreaming.

"I said when do you think the doctor will finally let me the hell out of here?" Kurt said flopping back onto his pillows.

It made Blaine flinch. The guy had just had brain surgery- shouldn't he be more gentle? Though he supposed if he really was that...fragile the doctor wouldn't be considering letting him go home under close supervision.

"As soon as you clear your last physical and they find out where you're being discharged too." Blaine replied.

Kurt huffed and rolled to face Blaine, who was sitting in the chair he had dragged next to Kurt's bed. The pair stared at each other- or rather Kurt stared at Blaine without being there and Blaine waited for the other to talk.

Eventually Blaine caved and asked Kurt-

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"I'm wondering where they can discharge me to." Kurt said. Blaine tried to pretend this wasn't as an awkward moment as it was. "I think you know why going home for close supervision wouldn't be a wise choice- for more than one reason."

"What about school?" Blaine asked already knowing the answer and too afraid to offer Kurt a space on his futon (wether he was more afraid of him taking him up on that offer or not is to be debated).

"It's an option, I suppose." Kurt replied but he didn't sound enthused.

"That doesn't sound convincing." Blaine said giving Kurt a small smile.

"Its school. The guys have their own lives to worry about without having to worry about me too."

Blaine kept telling himself over and over again- just say it "you can stay with me"; its only five words- but he couldn't do it. What he needed was his father to come and say it- that way it didn't sound like his idea.

Lucky for Blaine, his father chose that exact moment to show up.

"Hey dad!" Blaine said, extremely relieved to see him. Burt smiled at his son- he seemed so...different since he met Kurt and he meant that in a good way.

"Hey Mr. Anderson." Kurt chirped.

"How many time do I have to tell you to call me Burt?" Burt replied.

Blaine warmed at that thought. The two had only known each other a few days and Burt had already warmed up to the boy enough to let him call him by his first name. Maybe it has something to do with being in charge of Kurt's care.

"At least one more time." Kurt replied with a smile.

"How are you feeling?" Burt said taking the chair on the other side of Kurt (one that technically belonged to the other, unoccupied bed in the room).

"Better." Kurt said. "Glad they downgraded my wrappings to a gauze pad instead of the head wrapping. I was beginning to feel like a mummy."

The group laughed at Kurt's comment but there was more to the Blaine and Burt's laugh- they were relieved to see that his wrappings had been downgraded because it truly meant that he was getting better.

"Has Dr. Rogers been in yet?" Burt asked. Blaine groaned because he knew that this was going to evoke the impatient side of Kurt again.

"No!" Kurt replied. "I'm going out of my mind with boredom. He said he would be back in a half an hour and its been at least an hour."

"Maybe he got tied up with another patient." Burt suggested and Blaine stuck his tongue out at Kurt. Kurt replied in kind.

"I know, I know." Kurt said settling in again. "I'm just tired of staring at these horrifically tacky walls and I want to wear my own clothes again."

Blaine just laughed again- Kurt would be the kind of guy anxious to get back into his own clothes. The group continued to make small talk but Blaine saw that Kurt wasn't quite all that energetic- Blaine knew that he had be dying to get out of the hospital- I don't blame him.

Luckily, for everyone involved, the doctor showed up shortly after it became clear that Kurt was about to jump out of the bed and look for the doctor himself.

"How are you doing today Kurt?" Dr. Rogers said after greeting the Andersons.

"When can I get out of here?" Kurt asked, ignoring the doctor's question. He supposed that it was also an answer in and of itself of how he was feeling.

"If everything checks out right now- this afternoon." Dr. Rogers said.

The entire room broke out into cheers. Dr. Rogers just laughed- many times patients were happy to get out of the hospital (as well as their loved ones) but the fact remained that he never had people cheer.

"Alright, alright settle down, the sooner I can check everything out, the sooner you get out of here." Dr. Rogers said and the room instantly quieted.

Dr. Rogers went about performing some very long neurological tests on Kurt, and everyone became more and more anxious as time passed; Dr. Rogers didn't say anything, he just did a stage of the test, scribbled on his clipboard and moved on. It seemed like a day later, Dr. Rogers finished his testing.

"And what's the consensus?" Kurt and Burt asked at the same time.

"You're all clear." Dr. Rogers said with a smile and everyone cheered again. He let them for a moment before continuing. "This is a god sign but remember you still need supervision for the next ten days. You appear to be healing fine now, and I expect you to keep healing, but the brain is a tricky thing."

"I promise, I'll take it easy." Kurt said crossing his heart.

"Where will you be going?" Dr. Roger's asked.

The room fell silent. Dr. Rogers was thinking he would be going home- even if the boys parents never came in (to his knowledge), Kurt was- again- running through places he could go and Blaine was silently begging his father to offer their house. Inevitably, it was Burt who spoke first-

"Well, I'm sure your school's dorm is out of the question." Burt said and both Kurt and Dr. Rogers nodded (for their own reasons). "Your house?" Burt asked softly.

"Yeah...um...no." Kurt replied. At this point, only Blaine knew why he couldn't go home but the other men in the room had gathered- to some extent- why.

"So, that leaves only one option." Burt replied.

"Which is?" Dr. Rogers asked, getting ready to jot it down on his clipboard.

Blaine and Kurt both held their breathes (not that the other one noticed), hoping for the same words. Both boys, though neither voiced it, had found themselves becoming incredibly close over the past few days...and even though the other felt the same way, they had begun to develop feelings for the other.

"He'll come home with us." Burt said and both boys became immeasurably happy (and tried to fight showing it).

"Are you sure Mr. And- I mean Burt." Kurt said.

Burt stared at the boys- even if he wasn't already sure, the hope on the two boys faces would have convinced him.

"Of course, I'm sure. I made up the den for you already." He replied.

Kurt felt tears come to his eyes unbidden. Save for Wes and David (and their families), no one had ever shown him such kindness- and this was from a man whose son he didn't even know last week. Has it really been less than a week?

"Alright, it's all settled. Mr. Anderson, if you'll come outside to fill out the paperwork..." Dr. Rogers said. Burt obligingly followed him out.

The two boys were silent for a moment, processing what this meant for the two of them. It was then that Blaine noticed Kurt's eyes were shining with tears.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked, fearing Kurt was regretting agreeing coming home with him already. It didn't help any that Kurt started crying in earnest then. Blaine hopped out of his chair and pulled Kurt into a hug before he had even really thought about it.

"It's just- you've b-both b-been so n-nice- a-are being s-so nice." Kurt cried into Blaine's shoulder. Blaine stroked his back while waiting for the other boy to continue. "A-and you-you've only known m-me less th-than a w-week."

"Kurt, it doesn't matter that I've known you less than a week. You're my friend now and I'll be there when you need me- remember: you're not alone." Blaine replied.

Kurt began to cry harder into Blaine's shoulder and Blaine continued to rub his back. He began cursing out Kurt's parents for whatever they did to their beautiful boy that left him so touched when someone showed him kindness like Burt and Blaine had.

Thank you for reading, let me know what you thought. Working on the next chapter now!