After they said their good nights, Kurt gave Blaine a light kiss on the lips before heading to his room. Normally he would wait awhile before joining Blaine in bed, but he felt that tonight Blaine probably needed his space to process what happened that day.

He's probably a wreck, Kurt thought.

As he pulled the covers up over his chest, he lay back and stared at the ceiling as the overhead fan twirled quietly overhead. He was lost in thought wondering how he could help Blaine and the Andersons. This was such an adult problem, he felt like his nearly 19 years on this earth hadn't prepared him for something so earth shattering. His mind wandered thinking of what would happen if his dad couldn't find a job. He knew that if he was thinking about all of these things, it had to be ten times worse for Blaine.

He hated the idea that Blaine had to deal with this potentially drastic change without him being there. The fact that he'd have to support Blaine through the phone or on Skype while his father was searching for work hurt him. He felt unsure about how he'd be able to help by being hours away and it ate him up.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he heard a slight creak and glanced over at the door. It had been cracked and he saw Blaine's sleepy eyes peering through. "Kurt, are you asleep?"

Kurt sighed. "No, come on in."

Kurt watched as Blaine practically dragged himself at a snail's pace over to the bed before carefully lifting the covers and joining him. It was dark but he could tell that Blaine had worry written across his face. As he felt Blaine nuzzle into his chest, Kurt put a protective arm around his shoulder before kissing his hair. The kiss forced a contented sigh from Blaine and Kurt pushed his chest further into Blaine's back, hoping that their touch would comfort them both enough to sleep.

"Kurt, I-" he stopped as if he couldn't make himself go through with what he was saying. Kurt continued to kiss his hair and reached around Blaine's waist to pull him in even closer. "Kurt, I don't know what to do," Blaine said before turning to face Kurt. He could see the outline of Blaine's face as he replied, "I don't know either. And I'm sorry. I wish I knew what to say or do, but I don't."

Though he couldn't truly see Blaine's face, he felt that his words had not helped ease his mind. "What I do know is that your family will be okay. You guys are such an amazing family and the fact that your family is going to work this out together is fantastic." He almost could sense Blaine smiling as he continued, "And you don't have to know what to do. But know that I'm here for you. I love you and I love your family. You will get through this, Blaine."

That seemed to please Blaine enough as Blaine lengthened his neck to reach Kurt's lips for a delicate kiss. As their lips parted, they kept their noses touching and Kurt could get a hazy glimpse of Blaine's eyes. They still looked worried, but the smile on his face seemed thankful for the support. "Thanks for being here. Thanks for being with me, Kurt," Blaine said, giving Kurt goose bumps. Even after all this time and all of these difficult moments for them, Blaine still had that effect on him.

Blaine flipped over again with his back facing Kurt and Kurt positioned himself to hold Blaine's waist and placed his nose at the nape of Blaine's neck. He kissed it lightly as he pulled Blaine in, hoping to push out any doubt, sadness, or worry with each millimeter they closed between them.

He heard Blaine's breathing slow as he went into a deeper sleep, which got Kurt's mind racing. He might not be able to help Blaine as much once he went back to New York, but he could be sure that every moment of their time together now would be precious and used to its fullest.

Holding Blaine as he slept soundly, Kurt stayed awake with his thoughts most of the night - planning what he hoped to be the best day ever for Blaine.