Blaine hummed quietly to himself as he tidied up his room. It had been a long, stressful week and he couldn't wait to see Kurt in just two days. Blaine's car was in the shop and had no way to get to Kurt and Kurt was busy doing things for Vogue from home. His concentration was broken by his phone ringing. He smiled when he saw it was Kurt and picked up the phone. "Hello, beautiful," Blaine said. He heard only sniffling on the other line. "Kurt? Are you alright?" Blaine asked.
"No," an obviously very sad Kurt sniffed.
Blaine sat down on is bed, bracing for the worst. "What happened?" he asked. There was silence on the other line for a few seconds before a big, deep, breath.
"My grandpa passed away," Kurt said.
Blaine's heart broke for him. "Kurt, I'm so sorry," he said quietly.
"I have to cancel our date this weekend," Kurt interjected. "But I really don't want to. I want to see you so badly right now but your car is in the shop and I can't leave my dad alone right now. But we can't have a date this weekend because I have to go to the funeral," Kurt sobbed.
Blaine thought quickly. "Let me ask my mom if I can take her car. I'll say it's an emergency," he said. "Hang in there, Kurt. I'll call you back if it's a no but I'll text you when I'm leaving if it's a yes," Blaine said, hanging up the phone. Luckily, his mom sympathized and gave him the car for the night. He sped to Kurt's house and Kurt leapt into his arms, a sloppy, sobbing mess. Blaine held his boyfriend all night, just being there for him.
Uhm, can we just talk about tonight's Glee? :-D
Also, I apologize for the depressing word for today. Blame the random word generator.