So a while ago, some of you asked for more Elizabeth. Recently someone prompted sick!Kurt and Blaine taking care of him. I combined the two with my utter love of kids!Klaine, and voila! Fifth day of prompts week :D
Chocolate Chips and Coughing
Elizabeth was sitting on the edge of Kurt's bed, watching his cautiously as he ate his chicken soup. She stroked his knee soothingly when he coughed, making sure the blanket was tucked tightly around him once again.
Suddenly, Kurt's expression lit up, and he gasped, surprise blooming on his face. Before she could ask, he yelled hoarsely, "Blaine!" looking at the doorway. Elizabeth turned around, smiling warmly at the young boy, who stood in the doorway, looking slightly wary, gripping a small paper bag.
"Come on in, sweetie," she gestured him to join them on the bed. "I'm sure Kurt has missed you a lot."
Kurt nodded, his smile widening as Blaine put the bag on the nightstand and hugged him carefully.
"I missed you too," said Blaine quietly, grinning, as they broke apart. Kurt handed the bowl and spoon to his mother, who patted his hair lightly and left. "How are you feeling?"
Kurt shrugged. "Mommy says it's just the flu. I get it every year."
Blaine sighed empathically. "I hope you feel better soon. School is boring without you, and I have no one to sit next to or play with at recess."
Kurt wanted badly to reach out and grab Blaine's hand, but he remembered his mother's words of limiting physical contact while you're sick. After all, he didn't want Blaine to be sick as well.
"I'm sorry," he frowned. "I promise, I'll be back soon and then we can sit together and share my peanut butter and jam sandwich and play hide and seek."
Blaine nodded, looking down and fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "Okay."
"Hey," said Kurt after a moment of silence. "What's in the bag?"
Blaine looked up, biting his lip with a smile. "Cookies. My mommy helped me make them for you."
"Ohh, cool!" Kurt reached for the bag, opening it eagerly. "Chocolate chips! I love those! Thanks, Blaine!" he beamed.
"You're welcome." Blaine's little heart felt lighter, knowing he made his sick friend happy.
Can you guys believe I'm still sick? Ugh. I mean, I'm going to school and all (end of the year, I kinda have to), but I'm still sneezing and coughing my lungs out.