March 15, 2013

Blaine knew the day was going to be hard on him. So, he was secretly ecstatic when he awoke that morning with a terrible cold that would prevent him from going to school. After his mom told him he wasn’t going to school he called Tina to tell her the news. Then he lay down in his bed and stared at the ceiling, unable to fall back asleep even though he knew he needed rest.

It had been two years since he and Kurt had become a couple. He doesn’t quite understand exactly how he should be feeling—should he be upset because he and Kurt weren’t exactly a couple anymore, or should he be happy because even after two years he and Kurt were still something to each other? He decided to be happy; he’d spent too much time being sad over the last two and a half months.

His decision to be happy didn’t stop him from listening to all of the songs he and Kurt had sung to each other with a bittersweet feeling. After he had listened to them all, he was too tired to do anything else and fell asleep. He woke up a few hours later feeling a little better and very well rested. He looked at the clock and saw that it was 3:30 in the afternoon. He decided to call Kurt; he couldn’t not talk to him on such a special day. However, Kurt’s phone went straight to voicemail.

Weird. Kurt hardly ever has his phone off.

He decided to lie back down and relax a little before he tried calling Kurt again. Without meaning to, he quickly fell asleep.

He was awoken abruptly by a knock at his bedroom door. “Come in,” he said groggily, rolling over to face the door.

The door opened slightly and Kurt’s head peeked through the crack. “I used the spare key when you didn’t answer the door. I hope you don’t mind.”

Blaine was suddenly wide awake and struggling to get into a sitting position. “Of course I don’t mind. What are you doing here?”

Kurt rushed to Blaine’s side and pushed him back onto the bed. “Nope! Lay back down this instant!” When Blaine laid back down, Kurt walked around the bed to the other side and sat down tentatively. “You know, your sucky immune system ruined my surprise.”

Blaine didn’t try to hide the confusion he was experiencing. “What are you talking about?”

Kurt laughed his angelic laugh. “I was going to come to glee and serenade you. I had it all worked out with Mr. Schue and Tina. But then you just had to get sick.”

“You were going to—you flew all the way out here just to—“ Blaine sat up quickly and threw his arms around Kurt. “I can’t believe you flew here for me! Even after everything. You didn’t have to do this, Kurt.”

Kurt hugged back tightly. “I know I didn’t. To be honest, I booked the flight before we decided to take the break.”

Realization dawned on Blaine’s face. “That’s why your dad told your mom that you’d be back in March at the cemetery!”

Kurt nodded and bit his lip. “I debated about whether or not to cancel the trip, but I was missing everyone too much. So I just decided to keep the trip. When Tina was telling me how upset you’ve been, I came up with the idea of coming to glee and surprising you with a song.”

Blaine pulled away from Kurt, his eyes glistening with tears. “Thank you, Kurt.”

“It’s not a problem, Blaine.” Kurt clapped his hands together once and pushed Blaine back down onto the bed gently. “Now, I’m here until Sunday and I would appreciate if you weren’t sick the entire time. I want to hang out with New Directions and I can’t if I have to worry about you being home alone and sick. So, tonight I will be doing everything in my power to make you better.” Kurt stood up from the bed and looked around. “Funny, last time I was here you were telling me this break is for the best.” He looked down at the floor for a moment, and then he looked back at Blaine. “I don’t think I realized that you were right until now.”

“What made you change your mind?” Blaine asked quietly.

“I don’t know. I was just thinking about how much stronger I am than I was last time I was here. I really know who I am now. I thought I did before but having to figure out things by myself and not turn to you for everything has made me see myself in a different way.”

“I’m glad. That’s exactly what I wanted to come from this.” Blaine said, defeated. He stared at a spot on the floor and tried to will himself not to cry.

“Blaine, look at me.” Kurt waited until Blaine looked up and into his eyes. “This break has also reaffirmed just how much I need and want you in my life. I won’t lie; I have flirted with a few other guys. But I’ve never felt the desire to go out with any of them. It wasn’t even because I thought of you and stopped myself. I just genuinely had no desire to be anything more than friends with them. All I need is you and I cannot wait until June so that we can be together again—provided you still want to be with me by then.”

“Thank you for being honest with me. I’ve been the same way. Sebastian’s tried to get me to go out with him a few times, but I still say no.” Blaine laughed. “That might be more because I can’t stand him, but still. Even though I’ve met a few guys who’ve kind of expressed interest, I’ve had no interest myself.”

“I’m glad you’ve been persistent against Sebastian. I’m sorry—even though I forgive you for that whole situation—if you went out with him I literally think I would go crazy.”

“Don’t worry, he has no chance in hell.” Blaine laughed.

“Good. Now, we need to get you better. I’ll be back in a little while with supplies. You go back to sleep.”

Blaine settled back down into his bed and closed his eyes. He heard Kurt walk around the bed and pause at his side.  After a few seconds, Blaine felt Kurt’s lips graze his forehead. “I’ll be back soon, sweetie.” Kurt whispered. Blaine heard the door close quietly and he quickly drifted off to sleep with a small smile on his face.

Blaine woke up sometime later when he felt the bed shift slightly under the weight of someone lying down next to him. He turned his head and opened his eyes slowly. He saw Kurt smiling at him. “Hey, sleepyhead. Do you want some soup?”

“Chicken noodle?” Blaine asked innocently, flashing puppy dog eyes.

Kurt chuckled. “Yes, Blainers. Chicken noodle. There’s a bowl on your side table. There’s also a glass of water and some medicine that you should take after you eat.”

Blaine pulled himself into a sitting position. He quickly snatched the bowl from the side table and devoured the soup.

“My goodness!” Kurt laughed. “Did you eat anything at all today?”

Blaine looked down sheepishly. “No,” he murmured.

“Blaine! You need to eat when you’re sick. You wouldn’t want to pass out or anything and have no one be here to help you!”

“I know. I just never made it downstairs today. I basically just slept all day.”

“Alright, then. I’m going to go get you another bowl of soup. You take that medicine and I’ll be back in just a second.”

Kurt took the bowl from Blaine’s hand and left the room. Blaine swiped the packet of pills off the side table and tried to open them. In his weak and sweaty state, he found it impossible to open the packet. When Kurt arrived back at the door a few moments later, Blaine held the packet up. “Kurtie, these pills don’t like me.”

“Oh my god, Blaine! You are such a little kid!" He put the bowl down on the table and took the packet from Blaine’s hand. He made quick work of getting the pills out. He put them in Blaine’s open hand and gave Blaine the glass of water. “Take them one at a time so you don’t choke.”

“Yes, dear.” Blaine said mockingly. He took the pills quickly, set the glass on the table, grabbed the bowl of soup, and devoured it almost as quickly as he had the first bowl.

As Blaine finished the bowl, he heard the garage door open. “My parents are home.” Blaine said, quietly.

“And?” Kurt asked, sitting on the edge of the bed nest to Blaine.

“Well, they’ll be here so you don’t have to take care of me anymore.”

“Blaine, you and I both know that they won’t take care of you the way they ought to. I already told my dad I was going to spend the night and that’s what I’m going to do.”

“I told my parents about the break. I don’t know if they’ll let you spend the night.”

“Why not? What does it matter that we’re not in a relationship right now? You’re sick and if I’m here to take care of you they don’t have to do it.”

Blaine was quiet for a moment. Then, his mom tapped lightly on the cracked door. “Blaine, honey, how are you feeling?” She turned her head and saw Kurt sitting next to her son on his bed. “Oh, Kurt!” She exclaimed, faking surprise. “What are you doing here? I thought you were in New York.”

“I came home for a visit, Mrs. Anderson. I was going to surprise Blaine at glee after school but then he got sick so I came over to help get him better.” He smiled sweetly at the older woman. To the untrained eye, it would appear that Kurt liked the woman; Blaine knew better. “Would you mind terribly if I stayed the night and made sure Blaine got better?”

Mrs. Anderson looked between Blaine and Kurt. Blaine nodded slightly. She sighed. “I don’t see why not. Would you like dinner?”

“No thank you, I bought some chicken noodle soup; I’ll just eat that with Blaine. Thank you.”

Mrs. Anderson nodded and backed out of the room.

“See, I told you it’d be fine.” Kurt said, sticking out his tongue slightly.

Blaine threw his hands up. “I concede! You were right.”

They both laughed. “So, we haven’t talked in a while.” Kurt started. “What’s new with you?”

“Not much. I’ve been focusing on school and glee for the most part. College applications were due last week.”

“Wow! Where’d you apply?”

“Umm…I applied to a bunch of places. My top schools are Harvard, Yale, UCLA and NYU.”

Kurt nodded thoughtfully. “Did you figure out a major?”

Blaine blushed and looked down. He nodded slightly. “English and music. I want to be a teacher.”

Kurt squealed. “That’s amazing, Blaine! You’re going to make a fantastic teacher!”

“Thanks, Kurt. I hope so.”

The two talked for another half an hour about anything and everything, easily falling back into the banter of their friendship. They ate dinner together and settled in to watch a movie together.

When the movie ended, Kurt stood up to turn out the lights. “You should get some sleep. You need to be all better tomorrow so that we can go out.”

“What’re we going to do?” Blaine asked excitedly.

“Can’t tell you. It’s a surprise!”

Blaine pouted. “But, Kurt!”

“Nope! Go to sleep and when you wake up you’ll find out!” Kurt said, lying down next to Blaine.

Instantly, Blaine tucked himself against Kurt’s side. “Kurt, will you sing me to sleep?”

Kurt smiled and started running a hand through Blaine’s curls. Quietly, he started to sing one of Blaine’s favorites.

“Tale as old as time

True as it can be

Barely even friends

Then somebody bends

Unexpectedly

Just a little change

Small, to say the least

Both a little scared

Neither one prepared

Beauty and the Beast

Ever just the same

Ever a surprise

Ever as before

Ever just as sure

As the sun will rise

Tale as old as time

Tune as old as song

Bittersweet and strange

Finding you can change

Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time

Song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the beast.”

When he finished the song, Kurt placed a small kiss on Blaine’s forehead. “Happy anniversary, sweetheart,” he whispered.

“Happy anniversary, Kurt,” Blaine murmured and  quickly fell asleep with a huge smile on his face for the first time since January.