"Last day in the hospital!" Kurt sang as he walked into the room, mask free for the first time in months. "We have your bed all set up and your mom is making a nice healthy meal of oatmeal."

"Yum!" Blaine grinned, pulling his t-shirt over his head. Since he had stopped chemotherapy, his hair had grown back slightly.

"Not only that but..." Kurt let out a gasp as Blaine grabbed his jacket and pulled him in for a long kiss.

"I've waited months to kiss my husband," He mumbled as he pulled back, smiling softly. "I'm hoping you don't regret getting married to me now that I'm not sad, dying Blaine."

"I'll never regret marrying you," Kurt grinned and kissed him again.

"Lovebirds," Cooper knocked on the doorframe. "Let's hit the road."

Kurt wheeled his husband down the hallways of the hospital, saying goodbye to everyone on his treatment team. They were loaded up in the car and drove back to the Anderson's house. During the entire drive, Blaine eagerly looked out the window. He was still wearing a mask to avoid infection but looked so excited to be out.

"Welcome home!" His mother wrapped him in a hug as soon as he walked in the door. "You look so strong sweetie!"

Blaine definitely had more color in his face but after a short walk from the car to the living room he was already swaying. Gently, Kurt took his elbow and sat him down on the couch.

"We've moved to your room upstairs so that you and Kurt can get the downstairs bedroom," Lisa placed a bowl of oatmeal in front of him. "Now eat up and go to bed."

As much as Blaine wanted to stay up with his family, he was just exhausted. After many hugs and kisses, Kurt got him laying down on their bed in his pajamas.

"This bed is so comfortable," Blaine moaned as he snuggled back into the pillows. "This is the best."

"I'm glad you're so pleased," Kurt laughed, sliding into bed next to him.

"I was just thinking," Blaine gave his husband a sly grin. "We never consummated our marriage."

"We didn't," Kurt grinned and kissed him. "But you've had a long day and..."

His words cut off as Blaine grabbed him through his pajama pants.

"Please?"

"You don't have to beg me," Kurt kissed him deeply, running his fingers through his short hair. "Like I'm ever going to turn you down."

They undressed slowly, Kurt kissing the scars left from the port and IVs. It didn't take long for their soft gasps and moans to fill the room as they clutched at each other.

There was only one problem.

Blaine was into it. He really was. He wanted nothing more than to make love to his beautiful, amazing husband.

However, his cock didn't get that memo.

"Damn it," He mumbled, trying to jerk his hips up into Kurt's hand but there was no response. Tears pricked at his eyes and he scowled.

"Hey, it's okay," Kurt stopped, placing a hand on his cheek. "Look at me. What's wrong? Are you in pain?"

"No," Blaine shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"What's the matter?" Kurt moved back a little, freezing when Blaine pulled him in closer.

"I'm sorry!" He gasped out. "Just give me a minute and I'll be able to..."

"It's a side effect you know," Kurt lay down next to him. "Erectile dysfunction."

Blaine covered his face with his hands.

"Sorry."

"Don't feel bad!" Kurt kissed his hands and stroked his hair. "It's fine."

"It's not! I've been waiting months to be here with you," Blaine said bitterly. "And I can't even...perform."

"I don't need sex to be happy," Kurt smiled and stroked his cheek. "Blaine, you're here. You're here with me. I don't need anything but you."

Blaine gave him a small smile.

"I can still..."

"No, I don't want to if you cant," Kurt shrugged. "I'm happy just being here with you."

Blaine lay his head down on Kurt's chest and drew small circles on the skin. He closed his eyes as Kurt gently ran his fingers through the short hair.

"I can't wait until this grows out long enough to run my fingers through," Kurt smiled.

"I can't wait to eat normal food," Blaine chuckled.

"I can't wait until we can go out on a date."

"I can't wait until we move back to New York."

"I can't wait until we can go dancing."

"I can't wait until we adopt a baby."

"Really?" Kurt glanced down.

"Yeah, I want to be a family," Blaine grinned. "It's like...I can finally start planning for my life. Like the possibility of having a future is so much more realistic."

"Every day it gets better," Kurt kissed the top of his head.

"I mean...you're not going to freak out and..."

"I'm not about to leave you. It wasn't a stupid, heat of the moment decision," Kurt fiddled with the ring on Blaine's finger. "I can't wait to see you grow old."

Blaine grinned brightly, tears flashing in both of their eyes.

"It...it might come back," Blaine whispered after a long silence. "Maybe next year...or in five. Or ten."

"We'll deal with it then."

"What if we have kids," Blaine's eyes widened. "I mean...I don't know if I can deal with this again. I don't want to leave you and our children alone and I..."

"Sweetheart, we're married. I don't want to spend our lives worried about this disease coming back. I want to spend every day thankful that we're together and that we're happy. If it comes back, we'll deal with it then," Kurt kissed him deeply. "I'm in this fight too. You kicked cancer's ass once, you'll do it again."