AN: So this was originally written in my "Broken Heart" universe but could possibly fit canon now. Inspired by lyrics from "Broken" by Lifehouse.
Everything hurt. He was sure he could point out every spot those guys had punched or kicked him, with or without the bruises. He could still hear their laughter. And the old pain hadn't gone anywhere - the pain of his broken heart from not having Blaine as his boyfriend. Without Blaine, what was the reason for going on in this world that hated him because of who he was. He can feel the hand gripping his own, Finn's probably as his step-brother's voice has been the only voice he has recognized so far. Still, things are too painful to even make an attempt to face it.
"Kurt, open you eyes for me, son."
It's his father's voice. He must have made it up from D.C. Even though he just wants the pain to drift away, Kurt struggled to open his eyes. He finds his father hovering over him, looking down at him with concern.
"There you go," Burt says forcing a smile.
It's too much effort to even think about responding. He starts to close his eyes, drifting toward sweet oblivion again.
"No, Kurt. Keep your eyes open. Stay with me," Burt says, reaching out and placing a hand gently against Kurt's cheek.
And Kurt obeys because this is his father. The man who has stood by him through everything. Who would go to battle for him even though he had struggled to be comfortable with Kurt's sexuality at first.
This world might hold nothing but pain for him but he won't be a source of pain for the man who raised him. It was worth holding on, for him, no matter how much things hurt.