Rating: T/PG

Kurt woke with a start, not bothering to open his eyes as he nuzzled into the warm body next to him. He frowned slightly as the murmur of noise registered, lifting his head sightly. He opened his eyes to see – and panicked when everything stayed black.

He blinked rapidly, a whimper escaping his mouth as he huddled into the person next to him. Suddenly worried, he reached out with clumsy fingers, almost poking them in the eye before ghosting over their face and hair.

Kurt sighed in relief when he found the curls.

"B-Blaine?"

Blaine shifted slightly, pulling Kurt into his side.

"Shh.." he breathed, barely audible.

Kurt pressed himself against his boyfriend.

"Blaine, wake up." He whispered, tugging at him insistently.

Blaine just cuddled closer.

"Kurt…" he groaned. "Sleeping." He stilled for a moment, before snapping awake. "Kurt! You're awake?"

Kurt barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes, still panicking.

"Obviously?"

Blaine kissed him gently, swallowing Kurt's gasp of surprise, hugging Kurt to him tightly.

Kurt struggled slightly.

"Blaine, why can't I see?" he asked, unable to keep the whine out of his voice.

Blaine froze, pulling back slightly. "W-What?" he asked nervously.

"What happened?" Kurt asked again. "Why can't I s-see?"

Blaine held Kurt tightly, rocking him slightly as Kurt clung to him. He'd already cried - had sobbed for days in the comfort of a dark room with Carole holding him when they'd first got the news. It was only now that he could talk about it without bursting into tears.

"There… there was a car crash. The windscreen shattered, and some of the glass got in your eyes…."

Kurt listened wide eyed.

"They got the glass out, but they couldn't fix your eyes…"

Kurt took a deep, shuddering breath.

"I…I'm blind?"

Blaine shook his head, sucking in a breath when he realised Kurt couldn't see him move.

"No." he breathed. "I'm so sorry Kurt…"

Kurt pressed himself closer to Blaine, tangling their legs together as he hid his face in Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine held him gently, patting his back soothingly. They lay together in silence, long past when Blaine thought Kurt had fallen asleep. It was almost an hour later when he realised Kurt was crying silently into his chest, his whole body shaking with the force of his sobs.

Blaine closed his eyes sadly, tightening his grip on Kurt.

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"No!"

"Kurt…" Blaine sighed.

"No! I'm not going!"

"You can't just stay in bed for the rest of your life…"

"Try me." Kurt pouted, glaring in Blaine's general direction.

Blaine rubbed tiredly at his eyes. He'd finally convinced Kurt to come for a walk with him, but had forgotten to tell him to step over a cord. Kurt had fallen over, embarrassing himself majorly and had gone straight back to his bed, refusing to repeat the experience.

"Don't you want to go home?" he asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I … I don't know." Kurt whispered brokenly. "I can't do anything I used to… This … This is permanent Blaine, this isn't something that's going to go away, or get better. I don't think I'm ready to deal with it." He admitted in a whisper, close to tears.

Blaine reached out to him, grimacing as Kurt flinched away from the unexpected touch.

"Kurt…." Blaine said softly, pulling him into his arms. "I'm sorry this had to happen to you. I'd trade places-"

"No!" Kurt said sharply, hitting at Blaine's shoulder. "Don't you dare try that. We can't trade places, and even if we could, I wouldn't let you."

Blaine hugged him again, biting his lip.

"I'm sorry."

Kurt ran his hands up Blaine's sides, over his neck, stopping on his mouth.

He pulled himself up slowly, leaning in trustingly to kiss Blaine.

Blaine met him halfway, their lips moving slowly together. Kurt pulled back first, sightless eyes searching the room, but not really seeing.

He took a deep breath.

"Take me home." Kurt said finally. "I want to go home."