Kurt had always hated hospitals. The smell, the atmosphere, the beeping sound the machines made - it gave him the chills. There had never been a point in his life where being at a hospital meant a good thing. He sat in the waiting room, looking around at all the faces. Eventually someone new would join them. Kurt heard the door open and looked at the doctor who came in. The doctor walked over to a woman with a young child in the far corner. Kurt watched as the doctor slowly made his way over to her. He didn't want to watch, but something made him.

"Mrs. Jones?" the doctor said.

"Is he ok? Please tell me he’s ok," the woman said, getting up to speak to him, making them eye level.

"I think it's best you take a seat."

Kurt had heard this before.

"I'm so sorry to tell you this but,” the doctor said, “but your husband has passed away."

Kurt felt sick. He slowly got up and left the room. He walked down the corridor to the exit. He felt like he was going to faint. He finally reached outside and took a gasp of air.

"Kurt, are you ok?" a voice behind him asked. He turned around to see Rachel running up towards him. She pulled him into a hug.

"Rach, what are you doing here?" Kurt asked.

"I got your text, and I know what you're like about hospitals. Is he ok?" Rachel asked, as she let him go.

"He’s having a few tests done just to see if he has any damage to his insides." Kurt looked down at his feet before continuing.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't gone out with Tom, then…then Blaine wouldn't have gotten hurt, and..."

"No. Don’t blame yourself,” Rachel said, as she pushed Kurt's face up to make eye contact. “It was me who made friends with him first year and invited him to the party. I just didn't know what an ass he would turn out to be. Don't ever blame yourself, and I'm sure Blaine would say the same thing."

"What do you say we go in and get some coffee?" She asked wiping away a tear that had just left his eye. Kurt nodded, putting his arm around her as they walked in.

A doctor walked through the door.

"Mr. Hummel?"

Kurt got up and stood there for a second, expecting the worst news.

"You can go and see him now." The doctor pointed Kurt in the direction of where Blaine was. They made their way down the corridor and turned the corner. They saw a group of people around one of the beds. Kurt looked through the group of people to see Blaine signing books. Even though he was hurt, he still found time to speak to his fans. Blaine looked to the side to see Kurt, giving him a smile.

"Ok people, that's all I can do for now. My boyfriend has arrived and I bet he’s dead worried about me, so I would like to show him I'm fine." Blaine handed an autograph book to one of the people. They all sighed, but they said they understood. Kurt and Rachel walked past the group of people to Blaine's bed. Rachel closed the curtain to give them a bit more privacy. Blaine was still in his costume, but his shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his bare chest. They could see a few cuts and bruises, but that was it.

"Thank God you're ok." Kurt hugged Blaine before kissing him.

"Hey. I'm ok. I've had worse." Blaine held onto Kurt's face to reassure him.

"You told them that I was your boyfriend." Kurt laughed as he sat down next to Blaine, who was now sitting on the bed with his legs over the side.

"Well, it's true."

"But, the...what happened to keeping it private?"

"Well, I decided screw them! I want to show you off, and how proud I am of having you on my arm, which also brings me to my next question, Kurt. This maybe too soon and a total disaster, but I don't care. I want you to move in with me, and before you say anything these are my reasons. I don't like the fact Tom knows where you live, and I don't want to see him do to you what he did to me. It would kill me to see you where I was tonight. I love you, and this would just be an excuse for me to spend more time with you... Kurt." Blaine started to break down. Kurt could see the love in his eyes. He looked at Rachel, who just smiled and nodded to Kurt that she understood, whatever his decision was.

"You can have my room for now. I'll sleep on the sofa. Please, just say yes... and move in... tonight?" Blaine begged. Kurt paused to think about it before grabbing Blaine's hands before kissing each one.

"Blaine Anderson, I would love to move in with you." Kurt gave him the biggest smile ever.

"Really?" Blaine asked. Kurt just nodded. They both hugged. Rachel slowly opened the curtain to leave the area.

"Where do you think you're going, young lady?" Blaine released himself from the hug and got off the bed. He grabbed Rachel's hand, spinning her around.

"I…" Rachel said unsure of what her answer would be.

"It's not fair for me to take your roommate and best friend away from you. I care for you, Rachel. Any friend of Kurt’s is a friend of mine. You helped me so much these past months, so I would like to do something for you. Now, I'm guessing once Kurt moves out then you would have to find a new roommate or something to afford the rent. I'm also concerned about Tom hurting you, so let me do this for you. I want to give you the money to find a new apartment, and don't worry, I will help you pay any of the rent you can't afford until you get a role or something that can help you pay the whole thing."

"But…" Rachel butted in.

"No buts." Blaine looked at the girl. Kurt sat behind him, looking at the two, wondering how he got so lucky.

Kurt and Rachel helped Blaine back to his apartment. When they finally got there, they made him sit on the sofa while they made some coffee.

"I fancy pizza. Who wants pizza?" a cheerful Blaine said as he looked at the other two, holding his phone up. They both just laughed before agreeing that it was a good idea, since both Kurt and Blaine hadn't eaten for a long time. After bringing down the drinks, they all sat on the sofa. Kurt took out his phone and pulled up Twitter.

"You're trending, Blaine! Actually, what does that mean?" Kurt asked. He passed his phone to Blaine, who took a look.

"It means what everyone is talking about, so I guess they’re talking about the hospital visit or us."

"Or both," Rachel said, checking the site.

"What?" Both Kurt and Blaine said, as they leaned over to her.

"Well, they are talking about your hospital visit, but they’re saying there is a rumour going around that you’ve confirmed you're in a relationship, but they’re not too sure," Rachel said, reading the tweets.

"Kurt, I have an idea, but only if you’re happy with it," Blaine said.

"What is it?"

"Do you remember ages ago, we sent that tweet where we kind of teased everyone with that picture?"

"Of course."

"Well, how about we tweet a picture where you’re actually in it. I really want to tell everyone, and I just feel it's the right time and..."

"Go on then." Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Come on, you two love birds. Let's get it over with." Rachel grabbed Blaine's phone and set up the camera. Kurt moved in closer as Blaine put his arm around him, letting Kurt lean on him.

"You okay like this?" a concerned Kurt asked.

"Yep." Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek while Rachel took the picture. She passed the phone back to him as she sat on a chair at the side of the room with her mug of coffee.

"What are you typing?" Kurt asked, still sitting like he did in the picture, watching Blaine.

"That I'm sitting on the sofa with the person I love."

"I love you," Kurt said.

"I love you, too."

Kurt decided that since Blaine was hurt that he would get the bed, while Kurt slept on the floor and Rachel the sofa. As he was leading Blaine to the bedroom, Blaine’s phone started to ring.

"It's my agent... Hello...WHAT!? That's a load of... I was the one in the hospital!...You have to be kidding me...Is it running?...Crap! The director is going to go nuts... But I have a witness... Screw that... Ok. Leave it to me. I'll find something to prove that I didn't touch a hair on his head... Ok. I’ll ring about it tomorrow... Thanks. Just a few cuts and bruises, that's it... Yeah, I'll be fine for opening night...Ok. Bye." Blaine put his phone back in his pocket.

"What is it?" Kurt asked.

“Tom has gone to the hospital with a few broken ribs, and some cuts and bruises, and is claiming that I beat him up."

"What the…?" Rachel said, as she ran over to them.

"Apparently, he has gone to the press and the police about it, and the press are going to be running a story on it tomorrow." Blaine walked back over to the sofa and placed his head in his hands.

"He can't do this!" Kurt said, putting an arm around Blaine to comfort him.

"He can. It's his word against mine."

"But you have a witness... me!"

"They say that you’re defending me. What am I going to do?" Blaine asked.

"Don't worry. I'll find something," Kurt replied, looking at Blaine with concern on his face.