Having been to Blaine's house before, I had no trouble finding my way to his room. I heard Kurt's voice before I reached the room. From the sounds of it, he was reading from a magazine. Reaching the doorway, I knocked on the door.
Both Blaine and Kurt looked in my direction.
"I'm not interrupting anything am I?" I asked.
"Wes!" Blaine exclaimed as he sat up in the bed.
Kurt immediately put the magazine aside and started rearranging pillows behind him. It was nice to see that some things never changed.
"Of course not. Come in," Blaine continued, motioning me into the room.
I stepped inside, the get well balloon trailing behind me.
"How are you doing?" I asked, sitting on the edge of the bed as Kurt sat back down in the chair he had been occupying.
"Well, the surgery went well and I'm happy to be in my own room," Blaine replied. "Doctor's expect me to make a full recovery."
"Glad to hear that," I replied, as I handed him the DVD, CD and balloon that I had brought for him. "I hope you don't have those," I commented.
As I hadn't bothered to wrap them, Blaine glanced at them as Kurt added the balloon to the arrangements of flowers crowded the night stand.
"Nope. Thanks. I appreciate it. One thing I seem to have a lot of is time on my hands. I'm actually missing school."
"Yeah, well you always we a bit of a nerd," I joked.
"Look who's talking, head of the Warblers council, Student Council and Mr. Valedictorian," Blaine joked back.
"So, I wanted to stay busy. Although I got to admit, with what Sebastian has done with the Warblers, I'm kind of ashamed to admit I was ever a part of that group. I can't believe they actually threw a rock salt tampered slushy at you," I replied, having gotten the whole story from Kurt via Skype. My former roommate had done a lot of venting to me since the incident.
"Well I don't think the others knew it was tampered. It was mostly Sebastian."
"But everyone of them walked away from you that day," Kurt said bitterly. "I don't want anything to do with any of them. I can't believe it's the same group that was so welcoming of me last year."
"Is that why you're not picking up Trent's calls?" Blaine asked, looking over at Kurt. Kurt gave him a surprised look. "I talked to Trent earlier today."
"They all just left you lying there. I don't want to hear anything they have to say," Kurt repeated.
Blaine reached out and took Kurt's hand sympathetically.
Despite the situation I had to smile at the sight. Blaine and Kurt were clearly as much in love as ever and somehow that was reassuring despite the changes that had taken place at Dalton.