"A little.." Kurt whispered. "What if they say I have to stay?"

"Then we wait a little longer and ask again." Blaine explained. "we will get you home with me."

Kurt nodded, standing as the doctor called his name. Blaine gave a supportive smile as Kurt walked into the office.
It seemed like forever. Minutes felt like hours as he waited for Kurt to come out.

Blaine's heart beat against his chest wildly as he heard the door open. Kurt came out and the shorter man stood. "What did he say?"

Kurt looked up at Blaine and tears began to gather in his eyes.

Blaine immediately wrapped his arms around his husband as his heart sank. "I'm so sorry.."

Kurt shook his head. "I can go.." He smiled.

Blaine pulled back with wide eyes. "W-What..? Ohmygod!" he said excitedly and kissed his husband deeply.

Kurt smiled into the kiss, returning it before pulling back. "Let's go home.."

They got the clothes Kurt came in with and headed back to the apartment. Blaine couldn't describe how happy he was. Kurt grinned, happy to have his ring back on, happy to be going home with Blaine..The goodbye with Raleigh was a little sad but he promised to go visit her when Blaine would take him.
They got up the the door and Blaine grinned. "Welcome home."

Kurt smiled as they walked inside. "It's..It's perfect. ." He whispered.

"Because you're here."

Kurt smiled. Blaine had rearranged the furniture since his last visit and it just looked so much like home. Kurt took off his blazer and hung it up before walking around.

"What do you think?"

"I love it.." Kurt said, turning to Blaine and wrapping his arms around his neck.

"And I love you. I'm so proud of you."

"I couldn't have done it without you..I..I don't hallucinate that much anymore..I remember who you are more often than not..And its all thanks to you.."

"We did it together." Blainw grinned.

Kurt smiled. "You're my motivation.."

That night, Blaine explained where everything was and he decided to keep the knives and other sharp silverware where only he could find it. After dinner, Kurt was exploring the apartment. He put one of Blaine's old records on and was looking through the cabinets, familiarizing himself with the placement of everything. Blaine sat back and watched. This all felt like a dream. Too good to be true. But it wasn't. It was real and Blaine couldn't ask for anything more.
After a while, Kurt was dressed down to his boxer briefs and he came to lay on the couch with Blaine.

"How do you feel?" Blaine asked.

Kurt just smiled in the dim light, straddling Blaine and leaning down to kiss him deeply. Blaine returned the kiss, letting his hands explore Kurt's pale frame. Kurt sighed, his body language more insistent, his movements more rigid than usual. He pulled at Blaine's shirt, yanking it over his head before pressing their lips together again. Blaine dragged his nails down Kurt's back, their breathing increased as the kiss grew more heated. Kurt gave a low, dark moan, grinding his hips down. Blaine's head fell back. "Fuck, baby.."

Kurt kissed and nipped along Blaine's neck before humming quietly in his ear. "Hmm?.." he asked, palming over Blaine's crotch.

"I just want you.."

Kurt chuckled darkly, tightening his thighs around Blaine and grabbing his wrists before pulling back and looking into his eyes.
"Je me demande si ton cul est aussi serr� que votre petite salope d'un petit ami.." Claude whispered.
( I wonder if your ass is as tight as your little slut of a boyfriend's..)

Blaine gasped, fighting against him.

Claude gripped Blaine's wrists, pinning him down. "Oh..You do not want to play with me anymore? .." He pouted.

"No. I want Kurt!"

"It didn't seem like it..." Claude chuckled, leaning down to kiss Blaine softly.

"Stop!"

Claude laughed before pausing and grabbing at his own hair.

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hands. "Kurt, baby, come out. Fight him. You're strong.. Please, Kurt."

Claude, or Kurt, curled in on himself, grunting before he stopped, his hands on his head as of he had been expecting a blow. Kurt slowly peeked up, looking at Blaine before smiling wide. "I did it!" He laughed happly, throwing his arms around Blaine and kissing him deeply.

"I-I'm sorry.. I didnt know it was him.." Blaine saod quickly as their lips parted.

Kurt looked up at Blaine. "You..You didn't like it...Right?.."

"No, Kurt. I only want you, baby. Only you."

Kurt nodded, trying hard to ignore Claude as tears gathered in his eyes from his words.

Blaine cupped Kurt's face. "I love you Kurt. Only you. He's nothing to me."

"He said you l-liked it.."

"I thought it was just another side of you. Something different since we're home. But once I saw it was him.. I wanted to stop. I felt terrible. I just want you."

Kurt nodded, looking down. 'I-I'm sorry.."

"You beat him, Kurt. You came back to me."

"I love you.."

"I love you too."

Kurt sighed, leaning back and wiping his eyes.

"It's okay baby.."

"I didn't take my medicine today.."

"Why?"

"I f-forgot.."

"I can get you some." Blaine said softly.

Kurt nodded, running his hands up and down Blaine' s chest. Blaine kissed his husbands cheek before going to get the medicine and a glass of water. Kurt looked at the medley of pills in Blaine's hand with distaste he hated having to take all of these.

"They'll help."

Kurt sighed, taking them from Blaine and swallowing a few of them. "Can I take the rest later?"

"Yeah, baby. I was going to give Carole a call to update her. Did you want to tell her the good news?"

"I...I haven't takked to her in a really long time.."
Talked

"I know. I just thought you might want to surprise her." Blaine said softly. Kurt nodded, grabbing Blaine's shirt and pulling it over his head. Blaine dialed the number and handed it to his husband. Kurt waited as the phone rang, scratching at his neck nervously.

"Hello?" Carole answered happily.

"Carole.." Kurt said softly.

"Kurt..?" Tears immediately filled her eyes. "Honey, is that really you..?"

Kurt nodded, smiling. "Blaine..Blaine is helping me get better.."

"It's so amazing to hear your voice. I miss you," Carole said and sniffled. "How do you like the new hospital?"

"I liked it..But I'm living with Blaine now.."

"When did that happen?"

"Today..Blaine set up an evaluation for my release...I'm on medication now..I'm getting better..And Blaine is my husband..

Carole couldn't believe what she was hearing. Kurt was better and married.. "Oh, Kurt.. I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you, Carole.." Kurt smiled, chewing on tge skin around his fingernail. He looked a bit anxious but fine for now

"Maybe I can come see you soon..? I've really missed you, Kurt."

Kurt looked up at Blaine and nodded. "I-I'd like that..."

"Me too, sweetie."

He and Carole talked for a little bit before saying goodbye and hanging up.

"How is she?" Blaine asked.

"Good..She misses us.."

"I can't remember the last time I saw her.. It was so long ago.."

Kurt nodded again, wringing his hands together.

"You okay?"

"I don't know."

"What is it?" Blaine asked, worry thick in his voice.

"I just..Something...I want to see her..But I'm scared to.."

"Why baby?"

"What if Claude comes out?.."

"We dont even know when she's coming. Maybe he'll be gone."

"He'll never be gone.."

"But you're better at controlling him." Blaine said. "I believe in you."

Kurt sighed softly, scratching at his wrist. "Thank you.."

"I'll always be here with you." Blaine said, leaning in to kiss Kurt. Kurt sighed into the kiss, cupping Blaine's cheek.
"I love you," Blaine whispered.

"I love you too.." Kurt said quietly, looking up into Blaine's eyes.

"Come on. I want to lay down with my husband."

Kurt nodded, standing and walking with Blaine to the bedroom.

"I'm so lucky." Blaine said quietly as he laced their fingers together and cuddled up close.

"I'm the lucky one.." Kurt whispered against Blaine's lips.

"We both are." Blaine grinned.

Kurt smiled, leaning in to kiss Blaine. "Goodnight..."

"Night beautiful."

The next day, Blaine got up to get ready for work.he set out Kurt's medicine, hoping he would remember to take it. Before he stared to leave, he turned to see Kurt watching him from the bedroom door.
"Good morning," Blaine said softly. "Breakfast is on the table."

"Where are you going?.."

"Work.."

Kurt wrapped his arms around himself. "H-How long will you be gone?.."

"I get off at 5." Blaine said softly. "I'll be home for lunch."

"What do I do while you're gone?.."

"Watch tv or there's my laptop. You could turn the stereo on. Go through our old scrapbooks. I have plenty of books." Blaine suggested.

Kurt seemed to light up at the mention of books. "Oh..Okay." He smiled.

"Call if you need me. The phone is by the bed. My work number is in there."

Kurt nodded, walking over to his husband and kissing him deeply.

Blaine gave a small moan. "I love you baby."

Kurt smiled at the noise, grabbing Blaine's hand and placing it on his ass. "Hurry back.."

Blaine bit his lip. "I will."

Kurt giggled. "We can have sex whenever we want now.." he grinned.

"We can. Wherever we want," Blaine said lowly.

Kurt pressed his body closer to Blaine's. "Like right now?.. On the couch?.." He asked.

Blaine weighed it over in his mind. "I guess I could be a little late.."

Kurt grinned, biting Blaine's bottom lip and pulling back slightly. Blaine gripped Kurt's hips but not too tight. He was still scared from the last time Kurt was there. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. "Take me.." He whispered.

Blaine pulled Kurt's shirt off before ripping his own off and tossing them to the floor.

Kurt clawed down Blaine's chest. "Blaine.." he gasped.

"Baby.." Blaine moaned, taking Kurt to the bed. Kurt pulled his boxer briefs off, climbing onto the bed on all fours. Blaine growled as he stepped forward, running his hands over the pale, perfect ass. Kurt moaned deeply, resting his face against the mattress. Blaine leaned down and bit down lightly on the soft flesh.

Kurt shuddered, his thighs quivering slightly. "That feels so good.." he whispered. Blaine bit down harder before licking over the teeth imprints.

"Blaine.." Kurt got out, his voice desperate and a bit thick from sleep. Blaine made a low guttural noise in the back of his throat as he spread Kurt and licked around the tight, pink hole. Kurt cried out and arched his back. 'Baby, yes!"

Blaine pressed past the muscles and swirled his tongue around. Kurt rolled his hips as he focused on Blaine's familar breathing. The younger man grinned as he work his tongue for his husband.

"Blaine. ..Blaine..Blaine.." Kurt panted, gripping the sheets tightly. He gasped, his eyebrows kneading together and his mouth dropping open In a silent scream as a tremor ran through his thin frame. Blaine clawed down Kurt's thighs before reaching between them to stroke his husband. Kurt dipped his back, whimpering quietly as he reached back, gripping his cheeks and spreading himself wider for his lover. With his free hand, Blaine brought it down and planted a small smack to the rounds of Kurt's ass. Kurt gasped harshly, opening his eyes and looking back at his husband. "Ohmygod.." he whined.

Blaine meweled as he pressed in as deep as he could. He missed being able to be loud and do whatever they wanted. Kurt practically screamed, his body giving a small convulsion before his muscles tightened and his back dipped as he came. Everything was just Blaine and the amazing pleasure he was giving him. It was like there was no hospital. Blaine never left and Kurt was just Kurt. Blaine licked at Kurt as he came down before pulling back and kissing the soft flesh. He ran his hand down and stroked himself. He was rock hard from hearing Kurt's moans and screams.

"Blaine.." Kurt panted, looking up at him with hooded eyes as his arms dropped. "Baby..I..I want you to put it in." He whispered.

"Are you sure?" Blaine asked softly.

Kurt nodded, closing his eyes again as his chest heaved. Blaine stepped forward, slowly easing into Kurt. Kurt gasped softly, tightening a bit before trying to relax.
"Oh fuck... Kurt..."

Kurt pushed his hips back, moaning deeply as Blaine filled him. The younger moaned as he started to thrust slowly.
"Blaine.." Kurt breathed out, looking back at him.

"So good.." Blaine gasped.

"Faster..." Kurt whispered. Blaine gripped Kurt's hips as he sped up. Kurt let out a high moan, arching his back and creating the most perfect little dip at the base of his spine and causing the dimples there to stand out.
Blaine growled deep in his throat. "Shit! so fucking good."

"Blaine.." Kurt whined, pulling his own hair lightly. "Fuck me.."

Blaine thrust roughly, slamming against his husband's prostate. Kurt groaned with each push against the sensitive bundle of nerves. The shots of pleasure making him cry out as he began to get hard again.
"OhmygodKurt.."

"Blaine..Oh god..I..I..ungh!" Kurt cried, reaching behind him for his husband.

Blaine pulled Kurt up so his chest was to Kurt's back. He sped up and bit at his husband's ear. "So tight!"

Kurt turned his head looking at Blaine with loving eyes as he panted.

"I love you.." Blaine breathed out heavily.

"I love you too.." Kurt gasped.

"I'm close.." Blaine whispered, giving a rough thrust.

"S-so am I.."

Blaine dragged his nails down Kurt's chest as he sped up his hips. Kurt cried out, tensing up as his second orgasm hit him like a truck. His vision went white before black. He woke up almost a minute later to Blaine's concerned face.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked. "Baby?"

Kurt smiled. "Amazing. ." He whispered.

Blaine chuckled lightly. "You scared me.'

"I did?.." Kurt said, his eyebrows kneading together.

"You passed out for a minute." Blaine explained.

"Oh..Well..I'm okay.." Kurt said before yawning.

Blaine kissed Kurt softly. "Take a nap baby."

"Mmkay.." Kurt said quietly, closing his eyes. "I love you.."

"I love you too." Blaine said as he got dressed and headed to work.

Kurt slept for about two hours before getting up and taking a shower. It was nice to have all of the good smelling soaps instead of the bland ones at the hospital.
After that he put on one of Blaine's records and laid back on the couch, thinking of what he could do to pass the time. He found the books but there was an urge to do something more.. But he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He sighed, walking into the kitchen. His relaxation from earlier was wearing off and the voices were starting to act up again, but that was normal.
He opened the fridge and peered inside biting his lip. What could he make? He hadn't had a real meal in so long. Even longer since he had cooked. Blaine wouldn't like him using the stove..But he wouldn't find out. He pulled out a few random things and got to work. He spread his ingredients across the counter. Not much to work with seeing as Blaine didn't have much in the fridge. Kurt bit his lip as he reached forward and turned the dial.
A few minutes later Kurt had some sort of omlet cooking and some cupcakes in the oven. "I think he'll like it.." He smiled to himself. He finished making his eggs and sat down to eat.
After that, he began wondering what to do next. Claude was yelling at him about something but he had gotten pretty good at ignoring him lately. Kurt was proud of himself. He never thought he'd have this much control. He looked at the clock on the wall and it was about thirty minutes until Blaine came home for lunch. He sighed, sitting on the couch and waiting for the cupcakes to finish. When they did, he walked to the kitchen and examined the oven. It was hot, but it wouldn't be that bad. He rached in, grabbing the pan with his bare hands before crying out and threw the pan across the room and sending it into a glass vase. "Shit!"
Kurt looked down at his red, burning hands. Why did the tray have to get so hot too?! He turned on the cold water, hissing as he shoved his hands under it.
"Stupid.." Claude chuckled.

"Shut up." Kurt mumbled.

"You grabbed a hot pan with you're hands!"

"I forgot!"

"And now you've broken Blaine's vase.." Claude said sadly.

"What..?" Kurt asked, looking around. He gasped as he saw the shattered glass on the floor.
"Blaine's gonna be so mad.." Kurt whispered.

"He is..You'd better pick it up.." Claude said.

Kurt picked up a couple pieces. He stared at the sharp edges.

"Blaine is going to be so disappointed.." Claude whispered..You deserve pain for breaking his things.."

Kurt shook his head. "Blaine would be hurt if I did."

"Not as hurt as he will be when he finds out what you did..You know he didn't want you using the stove..Or the oven..You are worthless..You can't do anything right..Do it..Do something right for once." Claude hissed.

Kurt had tears in his eyes as he brought the sharp edge to his wrist. Claude was right. Who was he kidding? Kurt couldn't live a normal life. He couldn't even remember to grab a mitt for taking the sheet out of the oven. He pressed down, blood beginning to bubble up when the door opened.

"Kurt?" Blaine called before he saw him. "Kurt!" he yelled, running over and taking the glass from his husband's hand. "What are you doing?!"

"I'm sorry..I-I didn't mean to break it..I just grabbed the pan and I-it was hot..." Kurt stammered.

"I don't care about the vase. Why are you cutting yourself?"

"You don't?..."

"Not when you're hurting yourself. Why are you cutting?"

"I-I...Claude said I deserved it..Because I broke the vase.."

"And Claude is a fucking asshole. You don't need to listen to him. If you do, you'll wind up back in that hospital." Blaine said seriously.

Kurt looked frightened at the words. "You'd take me back?.."

"Only if I absolutely had to. But I don't want that. I want you here and not hurting yourself."

Kurt nodded, tears slipping down his cheeks. "I'm sorry.."

"Shh, baby. Come here." Blaine sighed, wrapping his arms around his husband. "I love you, okay?"

"I love you too.." Kurt whispered.

"I never want you to go back. I just need you to not listen to him."

"It's hard.." Kurt said.

"I know. But you have to try baby. for us.."

Kurt nodded, kissing Blaine's chest. Blaine helped Kurt clean his wrist before picking up the broken vase. "Want to come down to the restaurant so you're not alone?"

"Please.."

Blaine grabbed a few books and grabbed a light jacket for Kurt. They headed down to Blaine's work and he for his husband something to eat.

Kurt scratched lightly at his wrist. "When do you get off?.."

"Three and a half hours. But I'm a waiter so I'll be around."

"Okay.." Kurt smiled.

Blaine went back to work after kissing Kurt gingerly.

Kurt chewed on his pasta slowly, crossing his legs and sitting indian-style in the booth. He watched as Blaine hurried from table to table and smiled lightly. It was a busy day. But Blaine seemed on top and in control of everything. Kurt sat in the booth quietly with his hood up, going through all of the books before it was time for Blaine to leave.
"Hey baby. You ready?"

"Mhm." Kurt sighed, standing up and stretching. "There was a lot of people.."

"I know. I'm so ready to get out of here. I thought maybe we could take a walk through the park?" Blaine asked.

Kurt smiled, nodding and grabbing Blaine's hand.

"How was the book?" Blaine asked softly.

"Amazing. I felt like I was in it." Kurt smiled.

"Good."

They drove to the park and got out, walking together

"I've dreamed of what this would be like." Blaine sighed happily.

"What what would be like?"

"This. Being out here with you."

"There's so much space.." Kurt sighed.

"Isn't it nice?"

He nodded, leaning in to kiss Blaine's cheek. They spent a while just walking around and enjoying being out. They sat at a bench and Kurt leaned against Blaine. Blaine wrapped an arm around his husband. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything.."

"Are you happy?"

"Very.."

Blaine let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Me too."

"Really?.." Kurt smiled.

"I am."

Kurt leaned over, kissing Blaine softly.

"If you could have one thing right now, what would it be?" Blaine asked his husband.

"Hmmm.." Kurt hummed. "I'm not sure..what would you want?"

"To do anything for you," Blaine said sweetly.

Kurt blushed, looking down. "Well..I miss coffee.."

Blaine chuckled. "As soon as my next check comes, I will get you coffee."

"Okay.." Kurt smiled.

They walked around a little more before heading back home. When they walked inside, Blaine sighed as he saw that Kurt's pills were still on the table, untouched since this morning.
"Kurt.."

Kurt didn't look at Blaine as he took his jacket off. "Yes?"

"Why didn't you take your medicine?"

Kurt shrugged. "Forgot..." He said quietly.

"You should take them."

"Tomorrow.." Kurt said, walking to the bedroom.

Blaine groaned. "Kurt, why won't you just take them? They help you. You're the one that wanted them in the first place. They're the reason you're getting better and were able to come home."

"They make me feel weird.."

"What do you mean?" Blaine asked.

Kurt shrugged, scratching his neck lightly. "I don't know..I just don't like taking them.."

"But if they help..?"

Kurt didn't say anything, looking down.

"I don't want to nag you. I just don't want you to go back." Blaine explained.

"I won't go back." Kurt said shifting under Blaine's gaze and pulling at his sleeve. Blaine sighed, not knowing what to say. Kurt sighed, walking to the kitchen. Blaine followed and Kurt took the anti-psychotic, carefully hiding the rest under his tongue and taking a sip of water, throwing his head back.
"There.." He said before starting to walk to the bathroom.

"Thank you." Blaine said, sighing and sitting on the couch.

Kurt closed the door behind him before spitting the pills out and flushing them. He really regretted choosing to be medicated. All of those pills just didn't make him feel right.. He thought of what Blaine had said about taking him back. Kurt was pretty sure he wouldn't do it. And maybe he would be alright without the medications. Kurt walked back into the living room with Blaine. "Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"I just want you to know...I'm so happy you're letting me stay with you.."

"Well, what kind of husband would I be if I didn't?" Blaine chuckled.

"I know..I just..I've already screwed up and it was my first day here alone..Claude just.." Kurt sighed.

"You're trying. I know how hard it is for me. I can't imagine what it's like for you. You just have to try to push him away."

Kurt sat down and leaned against Blaine. "He just sounds just as real as you do..but he's just...in my head..Telling me I'm not good enough..Telling me to hurt myself.." He whispered.

"But you are good enough. You're my husband. And I love you." Blaine said seriously.

"I know.." Kurt gave a sad smile. "It just..When someone is constantly telling you how much of a piece of shit you are all day every day...It hurts..'

"I'm sorry. I wish I could help.." Blaine whispered, bringing his knees up to his chest.

"You do..He's quiet when you're here.."

"Really?"

"Most of the time.." Kurt said, kissing his jaw.

"Good. Hopefully he'll get bored and leave."

Kurt chuckled softly. "I love you.."

"I love you too," Blaine said. Deep down, he knew it wouldn't happen. But he had to hold on to that sliver of hope.