A/N: So many fic ideas, so little time.

Rating: G/K

"I have something for you."

"Blaine... You're the one who's hurt... And if you didn't recall, you got hurt protecting me..." Kurt pointed out gently. "I should be the one getting you things."

Blaine shrugged, shifting on the bed.

"Shh. Anyway, I'm stuck here alone all day, and you're at school…and I really miss you. I figured that you've been missing me almost as much, right?"

Kurt nodded, squeezing Blaine's hand.

"So, because I won't be able to see you for a couple of days while I'm…healing…I'm... lending you something." Blaine finished, smiling proudly at Kurt, as he handed him a pile of cloth.

"…Your pyjama's?"

"Yeah, so you can sleep in them, and it's almost like I'm there with you." Blaine shrugged, his smile faltering. "...You don't like it?"

Kurt smiled at him, climbing up onto the bed next to him.

"No, It's a good idea!" he said quickly, cuddling into Blaine's side. "Thank you."

Blaine smiled, curling into Kurt.

"Kurt?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm scared."

"Blaine, don't worry okay? You'll be fine." Kurt reassured him gently, stroking his hair, grimacing slightly at the gel – still caked into his hair.

"I'm still scared."

Kurt hesitated, before pulling his scarf off and draping it around Blaine's neck. "This is my present to you, so you stop feeling lonely. You're going to be fine...because it's like I'm going to be there with you." Kurt said gently, kissing him.

A knock at the door interrupted them, and they both looked up guiltily.

"Blaine? Kurt's dad was just on the phone... he wants him home soon." Anne – the maid - called through the door.

"Okay." Blaine called back, sighing.

"I'll see you soon okay?" Kurt told him, standing up and leaning over him to kiss his forehead. "Get some sleep."

"Okay." Blaine sighed. "Keep your phone on you tomorrow okay? So I can text you while I'm waiting." He blushed.

"I promise." Kurt said softly, picking up his bag. "Love you."

"Love you too." Blaine replied, smiling softly. His smile faded as soon as Kurt left his room, and he snuggled back into his pillows, lifting one end of the scarf and holding it to his nose.

^.^

Kurt slid into his front seat, placing Blaine's pyjama's on the passenger seat. He glanced at them as he started the car, smiling slightly. On an impulse, he picked them up, smelling them. The smelt like Blaine's cologne, and a little like his hair gel, and Kurt smiled.

It was a really good idea after all.

A/N: Also, I appologise for the wait - FFN was being stooopid !