'It's alright to take time
And find where you've been.
You are perfect porcelain.'

Kurt is sitting in the car, staring at the blurry image that has to resemble the picture in the brochure. It's raining so hard, though, the building could be anything. Blaine is actually outside, getting his bags out of the car and getting them safely and as dry as possible in the hallway of the building. The clinic. Kurt's clinic. The one they agreed on.

"Kurt? I got everything out. Are you coming?"

Kurt stares at the dashboard, unmoving. He's on the edge of breaking down, but he doesn't want to show it. Stupid, fat Kurt was going to get fatter again. He doesn't want this. He wants to make Blaine happy, but it's unfair that he has to be unhappy and fat to make that happen. Why isn't he allowed to lose weight?

"Kurt?"

A soaking wet Blaine enters the car again, closing the door behind him. His curls are loose and dripping, his sweater sticking to his body. Kurt is almost certain the boy will catch a cold like this. So he takes off his coat and wraps it around Blaine's shoulders.

"Keep this. Remember me.."

"Kurt.. No, you need-"

"I'll run, Blaine. I have others with me. Keep it. We live together. I'll get it back when I- when I'm better.. Just don't ruin or lose it."

Tears are coming up now and he tries to keep them from leaving his eyes. He turns his attention to the window again, so Blaine won't see anything.

"Don't cry, baby.."

Blaine softly rubs his back. Kurt freezes slightly.

"I'm not crying."

"I can see your reflection in the window, Kurt."

Kurt curses the reflecting property of windows and looks back at Blaine. The boy smiles at him and kisses him softly.

"I'll walk with you, okay? We shouldn't let them wait. I know it's difficult, but you'll never be ready to go in, so there's no use in waiting here."

Kurt shrugs a bit weakly and hides his face in Blaine's chest when the boy pulls him into a soft embrace. He's softly sobbing, clinging to Blaine, begging him to take him home again, promising he'll eat more. Blaine just rubs his back and Kurt can feel him shaking his head.

"No, baby. We're going to do this, alright? You need to get better. You know that, right? We talked about this. Now be my strong Kurt. Make Blainey proud."

Kurt smiles weakly and looks up at his boyfriend, through his eyelashes that are sticking together from his tears. Blaine takes his face in his hands and brushes his fingers past his cheeks, his neck, back up to his chin. Kurt blinks and moves up to kiss Blaine.

"I'll try.."

Blaine smiles and presses a kiss on Kurt's head, careful not to mess up his hair, even though Kurt honestly hasn't styled it in days. He didn't have his products at the hospital and he didn't care that much. He had other things to worry about. Luckily Blaine didn't say anything about it and looks at him with just as much love and adoration as he did before. The previous night had been a bit stressful, weird, but good. Kurt is glad he didn't ignore Blaine's needs, because somewhere deep inside, he needed it too.

"Will you call?"

"Every day. I promised, right?"

"Maybe you forgot.."

"I'd never forget, Kurt. Come, let's get you inside."

"Can't we stay here a little bit longer?"

"How long?"

"Bit.. longer.."

"Okay, babe."

Kurt climbs onto Blaine's lap. It's a bit uncomfortable in the small space of the driver's seat, but he doesn't care. Blaine doesn't say anything. He just holds Kurt until he stops crying and nods weakly.

"I think I'm ready."

"Alright, babe."

Kurt opens the door and gets out, the rain instantly hitting his body. Blaine is there right after him, holding up the coat and pulling Kurt underneath it, so they're both pretty much dry. He closes the door of the car and leads Kurt towards the entrance of the building. When they arrive in the hallway, Blaine puts on the coat, even though it's a bit too small for him.

"It smells like you."

Kurt blushes and smiles.

"Not my sweat, I hope."

"No, just you."

Blaine takes Kurt's hand in his warm one. Kurt trembles slightly and picks up one of his bags. Blaine takes the other two and they continue walking, until they reach some kind of reception. A kind-looking, young woman looks up from some papers and automatically looks at Kurt. He bites his lip a bit nervously.

"What's your name, honey?"

"Hummel.. Kurt Hummel."

"Ah, Kurt, yes, it's your first day, right? Let me show you to your room. Mandy, can you take my place for a bit?"

Another woman nods and takes place in the chair, after the still nameless woman gets up and walks over to Kurt. She takes one of the bags from Blaine, without asking any questions, and leads them into a long hallway. At the end, she turns right, into another hallway and opens a door halfway into it.

"Well, Kurt. This will be your room. You've got a roommate, you'll probably meet later. Everyone is at group therapy right now. The bed over there is yours. I'll let you settle a bit. You know where to find me. Do you have any questions?"

Kurt stares at her, his eyes wide and scared. He doesn't want to be alone, but he doesn't want anyone to come back from group therapy, to find him in the room.

"May I ask your name? And maybe the one from Kurt's roommate, so he can maybe.. introduce himself more easily?"

Kurt looks at Blaine, thankful, but a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, of course. I'm Emily and your roommate is called Evan. I'm sure you two will be getting along. He's the sweetest person, really."

"Thank you.."

Kurt smiles weakly at her and Emily nods and leaves the room. Kurt turns to Blaine, a bit desperate. His boyfriend smiles at him and kisses his cheek.

"Do I need to help you unpack?"

"Yes, please."

About half an hour later, Kurt's stuff is placed into the right places. He's surprised at how fast the pretty huge amount of clothes is sorted and placed into the small closet, next to his bed. He only needs to get his toiletries to the shared bathroom, but he's a bit scared to take in too much place with his stuff. He decides to leave it in the bag and starts to shuffle towards the bathroom, when Blaine grabs his arm.

"Blaine?"

"The razors, Kurt."

"What?"

"Give them to me."

"W-Why?"

"You know exactly why. I know you haven't cut since that weekend, because I've been checking up on you, but you can't keep them."

Kurt hesitates. How does Blaine even know where he keeps them? Then he takes out the case, with trembling fingers and hands it over to Blaine. Blaine opens it, checks if the razors are inside and then puts the case in the pocket of his coat.

"I'll throw these away when I get home. This is your past, Kurt. You're going to get better, get happier. The cutting is over, alright?"

Kurt nods weakly and puts the bag in the bathroom. New tears sting his eyes, as he realises he'll have to say goodbye to Blaine now.

"Can't you stay for a bit longer?"

"No, baby. You need to let go, alright? I'll call you tonight to ask how you're feeling and to wish you goodnight. I need to go home, now. You just get some rest, read something, go on a tour in the building. I'm sure you can ask Emily to show you around. Be strong, okay?"

Kurt bites his lip and stares at the floor. Blaine pulls him into his strong arms again.

"Everything will be fine, babe. Try your hardest, so you can come home soon again. I love you, Kurt. I love you so much. I'll fucking miss you, baby."

Kurt can hear Blaine's voice break and he clings to the shorter boy's shirt, fighting back his tears. He hears Blaine crying softly, but the boy holds him too tightly, so he's unable to pull away to look at him.

"Blaine.. Don't cry.."

"It's okay, Kurtie.. It's okay.. I'm so proud of you for doing this. I'll be waiting for you. Take care of yourself, okay?"

Kurt nods and they kiss, both their cheeks wet with tears, Kurt clinging to Blaine and Blaine holding Kurt tightly.

"Don't forget about me.."

"I'll never say goodbye to you, right?"

A sob escapes Kurt's lips, but he smiles at Blaine, who presses a wet kiss on his forehead.

"I believe in you. I'll visit you in a few days, okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you, Kurt."

"I love you too, Blaine."

And Blaine walks out of the room, obviously holding back more tears. Kurt can see his body trembling a bit, when he starts to walk faster, back towards the car, the pouring rain. Hiding in Kurt's coat.

He's alone.