A/N: So, um, hi guys... Sorry about the delay. Jen and I have both been sick, and we're heading into the assignment heavy end of term, and yeah. However, I've been productive (And Jen's working on some long fics) so you should get a couple of updates in the not too distant future (Including some sort-of-smut).

As always, we love you all, and reviews are always appreciated ^^

Kurt smiled tiredly, struggling to sit up as Blaine entered the room, carrying two steaming mugs.

"I made us some hot chocolate." Blaine smiled, handing Kurt his cup carefully.

"Thank you." Kurt sniffled, wiping at his nose with one hand. Blaine sipped at his own cup as he slid carefully back into bed. He slipped an arm around Kurt's waist, pulling him into his side. Kurt went willingly, setting his cup down in order to be able to curl into Blaine's side.

Blaine put his own cup down – it was too hot to drink yet anyway – and wrapped his other arm around Kurt as well, petting at him slightly.

"Do you feel any better yet?" he murmured, kissing the top of his head.

"Not really." Kurt sighed. "I still feel like crap, even after pain killers."

Blaine kissed at his temple. "Go back to sleep." He urged.

"Mm." Kurt shook his head. "I don't want to waste my whole day sleeping."

Blaine nuzzled his head against him.

"You're too sick to be even remotely useful." He chided gently.

Kurt frowned, bring his hand up quickly to cover his mouth as he had a coughing fit. Blaine rubbed his back gently, waiting until his breathing settled again.

"Kurt, sleep." He insisted as Kurt collapsed against him.

Kurt mumbled half-hearted protests, dropping his head onto Blaine's shoulder.

"Hmm?" Blaine asked, still smoothing his hands down over Kurt's back. Kurt just sighed, cuddling closer to Blaine.

Blaine smiled fondly, gently moving until they were lying down.

Kurt frowned, murmuring his discomfit as he wriggled, throwing one leg over Blaine's and wrapping an arm around his waist as he pressed his face into Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine pulled him closer, kissing his cheek.

"Sleep." He ordered.

"Mmm." Kurt sniffled, nuzzling his head against Blaine's shoulder. "Stay?"

"Always." Blaine promised, petting at Kurt gently. Kurt sighed, cuddling closer still as his breathing evened out. Blaine smiled fondly, feeling his eyelids droop even as he kissed the top of Kurt's head.

Sick Kurt was kind of adorable.

^.^

Blaine woke a few hours later, frowning slightly as Kurt's snoring registered. He carefully slid out from underneath him, lowering his head carefully onto a pillow.

If Kurt was going to be sick, Blaine had some preparations to make.

^.^

By the time Kurt woke, Blaine had been to the shop and back, stocking up on ice cream, jelly, cough syrup and a new movie – all the essentials.

"Blaine?" Kurt croaked. "Where'd you go?"

"I just went to get some things." He said softly, moving forward to run a hand through Kurt's sweaty bangs.

"Happy things?

Blaine smiled. ""Yeah. Happy things."

"Do I get to see the happy things?" Kurt asked, gazing up at him.

Blaine paused.

"That depends. Are you well enough to get out of bed?"

Kurt narrowed sleepy eyes at him.

"You're so mean to me." He yawned.

Blaine bent down to kiss him.

"You still love me." He teased gently.

"It's close." Kurt grinned.

"Are you getting up?" Blaine asked, changing the topic.

"Maybe. What are we doing?" Kurt asked, snuggling back into his blankets.

Blaine smirked.

"It's a surprise."

"If it requires me moving, the answer is no." Kurt said firmly, closing his eyes as he sniffled.

Blaine flopped down on his stomach next to Kurt, snuggling in beside him.

"Please?" he asked hopefully, practically batting his eyes. Kurt shut his eyes even tighter.

"No." he said again, his voice muffled by the pillow.

"Kurt…" Blaine whined, nuzzling his head against Kurt's shoulder. Kurt peeked at him.

"Not moving."

"I could carry you?" Blaine offered, brightening.

Kurt's eyes flew open in alarm.

"No! You dropped me the last time you tried!"

"….Are you going to walk then?" Blaine asked, propping himself up on his elbows and tilting his head.

Kurt sighed, forcing himself upright and pushing the blankets away.

"Fine." He agreed.

Blaine bounced upright, waiting impatiently in the doorway.

"How far do I have to go?" Kurt whined, pausing to lean against the doorframe.

"Only to the lounge room…" Blaine soothed, slipping an arm around Kurt's waist.

Kurt gave a little moan but allowed Blaine to help him until he was safely nestled on the couch.

Blaine fussed around him, tucking a pillow behind his back and covering him with a blanket.

"Comfy?" Blaine asked, leaning down to kiss his forehead.

"Quite." Kurt laughed, dropping his head back to rest on the arm rest.

"Do you want anything? Water? Painkillers?" Blaine fussed, stroking his cheek.

"Mm." Kurt mumbled. "Tissues and painkillers would be nice."

Blaine smiled, tucking the blankets up around Kurt as he closed his eyes.

Kurt glanced up at him as he stood.

"Now do I get to see the happy things?"

"If you keep your eyes shut." Blaine told him fondly. "And no peeking."

"Damn." Kurt muttered, letting his eyes fall closed again. Blaine waved a hand over Kurt's face to check. Satisfied, he leant down and kissed him, smirking at Kurt's little noise of surprise.

"Stay." He ordered, ignoring Kurt's grabby hands as he moved into the kitchen.

He rushed around, spooning ice cream into bowls and grabbing a new box of tissues, setting them on the coffee table.

Kurt made a questioning noise, and Blaine hushed him, going back into the kitchen for drinks and painkillers. Lastly, he turned the T.V on, putting the movie on and turning to Kurt with a grin.

"Okay! You can look!" he said happily. Kurt opened his eyes, gazing around with interest.

"You bought a new movie?" he asked.

"Yup!" Blaine grinned.

"And…ice cream?"

Blaine nodded again.

"I want cuddles." Kurt said decidedly, squashing himself into one end of the couch. Blaine sat down, swinging his feet up onto the seat and letting Kurt cuddle into his chest.

"Do you like it?" Blaine murmured, holding Kurt in place with one arm and tucking the blankets around him protectively.

"I do. Thank you. But we have to stop doing this." Kurt murmured sleepily, nuzzling his face against Blaine's shirt, his hands sliding under it to stroke absent patterns onto Blaine's skin.

"Why?" Blaine asked, kissing the side of his head.

"Because sooner or later, our happy things will stop being happy."

Blaine laughed, petting at Kurt's back and hair.

"When they stop being happy, we'll just have to find new happy things."

"Okay." Kurt sighed, relaxing into Blaine's chest.

"Mm. Are we going to watch the movie now?" Blaine asked.

"Shh." Kurt breathed. "Sleeping."

^.^

"Turn the sun off." Blaine groaned, burrowing his face in Kurt's neck.

He felt like absolute hell – his nose was blocked, and his ears were aching, and his head was pounding and there was no way he was moving.

Kurt sighed, stretching slightly.

"I feel better today." He said happily. "Well enough to not spend the whole day sleeping." He grinned, poking Blaine's chest. "Why did we sleep on the couch?"

Blaine groaned again, forcing his eyes open.

"I hate you." He croaked.

A/N: This is Jen now, btw. So, again, apologies are in order. Let me give you a glimpse of the next 12 months. I graduate from high school in November (eek!). From November to December, I'm hoping to get a shitload of fics out. In December, I'm moving up North for roughly six months. Six months where I'll have very little internet and when I do, I'll be sending everything to Claire. She will take over the account and I'll be sending her fics and we'll be a little more dormant than usual. And then, In about...May-July of 2013... I'M MOVING IN WITH CLAIRE. OMG. WOW. Yeah. So please forgive this busy time, we're packing and moving stuff so we don't have to do it in 12 months!:D Yay!