2012
"It's nice, having a Valentine's Day when you're not singing your heart out to another man," he teases, giving your hand a squeeze, and you feel your lips slipping into a pout.
"Hey! I thought we weren't going to bring that up today!"
"Sorry, babe – couldn't resist – forgive me?" and you were totally intending to draw it out a bit, you know, make him beg, but then he's kissing that pout away and you don't even remember your own name, let alone what he was sorry for.
"Now then," he trills, pulling away, "I've got to introduce you to all the balloons that are here to keep you company while I'm at school." You raise your eyebrows and grin a little because, oh, he's just so cute. He steps out of the ward and into the corridor for a moment, and when he comes back in he's pulling an enormous bouquet of balloons behind him.
"Woah, Kurt! Did you buy the whole balloon store?"
"Of course not! You wouldn't believe how tacky some of them were … anyway, do you like them?" and all you can do is nod in awe – the majority of the balloons are pink and heart-shaped, a few sporting messages such as 'I love you' and 'Get well soon'. You feel your forehead crinkle as you take in the baby blue one proclaiming 'IT'S A BOY!' in large lettering.
"As far as I know, I'm not giving birth to a baby boy … am I?" and he giggles at the dorky look of confusion on your face.
"No, silly – I needed some blue in there otherwise the whole thing was just too pink! And- oh god, is that the time? Oh, Blaine, I don't want to go to school! I want to stay here with you!"
"It's ok, babe – you can come back right after school! I'm so grateful you woke up so early to come and see me, but I'm pretty sure your dad would kill me if it started impacting your schoolwork!" he let out a little huff, but he knew you were right.
"And the doctor said your eye-patch would be off by the end of today?"
"He sure did! Then we can take sappy Valentine's Day pictures without me looking like an invalid!"
"Oh, but I was quite enjoying your pirate look … if you know what I mean," he says with a wink.
"Well … maybe I could persuade the doctor to let me keep it … I'm sure we'll put it to good use … now go on! Get your ass to school or you'll be late!"
"Ugh, now I won't be able to concentrate at all!"