Woo, managing to post twice this weekend!

Companion piece to this is coming tomorrow :)

Come Back Home

Kurt rarely calls Blaine when he's at work. Even when "work" is an event that stretches until the early hours of morning when the sun is cool and gray overhead, Kurt rarely calls.

Which is why when he does, Blaine walks away from the conversation immediately and slips into a quieter corner, whispering "Just a minute, baby, let me get somewhere I can hear you" into the phone.

"Are you okay? It's nearly two, have you slept? Have you eaten dinner? What's going on?" he says into the phone as soon as he can hear the quick breathing on the other side of the line.

"Need you, B. I'm scared and you're not here, B, I need you," he whispers, small, defeated.

"I'm coming home. I'll be there in ten."

"I'm sorry, I really tried. I tried sleeping and then I tried counting till thousand and I've even tried working, but I can't, I can't, I'm sorry," he sobs.

Blaine clenches his fists, shuts his eyes. "Don't apologize, baby. I'm on my way."

He unlocks the door seven minutes and a hasty cab ride later, but when he tries to open it, a weight on the other side of it doesn't allow him to do so. Before he has time to panic, the door opens and his eyes fall on a creature that resembles his husband, only on his knees and wrapped in a duvet; Kurt must've been sitting against the door, waiting for him to arrive.

Blaine gets in, closes the door and picks the heavy lump of duvet up. Kurt's hands wrap around his neck as he carries him to the bedroom.

"I'm sorry for calling you," Kurt says when Blaine lays him onto the bed. "It doesn't even seem half as bad now. I shouldn't have." His voice is still a bit shaky, and his face is paler than usual. They both know it's good he has called.

Blaine disrobes quickly and falls into bed, wrapping in his share of the blanket. He finds Kurt's hand and grips it tight. "I'm glad you have. I don't want you to feel scared and alone. I vowed to never let you feel like that, and I keep my vows."

Kurt cuddles closer, leans into Blaine's chest. "I just felt empty. You were gone and it was cold and I was just scared! I don't even know why, I was just so scared, I could feel it in the pit of my stomach-"

"You don't have to explain, baby. I understand. I'm here now; sleep. Relax. It's okay."

Kurt nods.

Blaine kisses his forehead. "I'll never let you be alone."