Blaine was already feeling lonely without Kurt, as both boys decided to focus on school work as they've been slacking off, but Blaine had promised to take Kurt out for a coffee. Burt had also given him the okay to be off the hook, so he was planning on a sleepover with Mercedes on Friday night as well. However he had not been planning on getting sick.

He texted Blaine to tell him he was not feeling well, which the boy replied with a sympathetic virtual hug and encouragement of getting better. By the time Friday came around Kurt had a fever and had to get Mercedes to leave, who refused to, except for at night time when he didn't stop coughing. He felt awful.

On Saterday he almost forgot the coffee plan.

"I'm...feel better" Kurt croaked as he hurriedly got changed noticing the time.

"Woah kiddo where do you think you're going with a 100 degree fever?"

"Coff..ee," Kurt replied resisting the urge to throw up as he put on his facial cream and his dad entered.

"Sorry kid, you're staying here,"

"Dad... Blaine's *cough* expecting me!" Kurt felt exhausted just from that one line.

"He'll understand when I tell him your condition,"

"But..."

"NO"

"Dad...please,"

"It's coffee Kurt, you'll most likely vomit it up anyway, I'm not risking you getting worst GET BACK TO BED,"

Without further argument Kurt did as he was told and groaned when he heard the doorbell rang and Burt answering the door to a worried Blaine.

Kurt was hoping he wouldn't come in and see him like this.

Please don't come in.

Yes good Dad, be resistant.

He could hear Blaine saying something about wanting to keep Kurt company.

Damn you Blaine, why do you have to be a gentleman.

"Kurt?" He asked as he popped his head in Kurt's room.

Kurt hid under the covers.

"Go ...way, don't wanna you see me like this," He coughed.

Blaine looked concerned.

"What happened to your voice?"

Kurt started whimpering and felt his eyes water.

"Oh, hey, I'm sorry I forgot people were sensitive when sick, it's okay Kurt, really.." He comforted as he pulled a chair over and dragged the cover of Kurt's bed from his hands and tucking it in around Kurt like a child.

Kurt stared at Blaine.

He let his eyes wonder over and Blaine felt like he was a model being approved of.

"What?"

"No...uniform," Kurt's eyes were like owls.

"Well...it's a Saturday," Blaine wondered if the bow-tie was too much.

"Look, good," Kurt added.

Well that was a relief.

Since Kurt was a master of fashion.

"Really?" He asked.

Kurt nodded.

"How are you?" Blaine insisted on staying after Kurt argued.

Kurt pouted and was barely about to say miserable.

"I can see that, well don't worry I'll keep you company," Blaine assured.

Kurt shook his head earning a groan from the boy.

Blaine made him stopped as he eyed him.

"When you live with boys you get used to it, no complaining,"

Kurt smiled.

Blaine leaned in and felt his forehead.

"You're really burning up," Blaine commented with Kurt's nod in agreement.

"I'll get you a cloth,"

"M fine..."

"Kurt don't talk,"

Kurt shut his mouth not used to Blaine telling him what to do.

Blaine came back with a reasonably cold cloth and held it to his forehead.

"Feel good?"

Kurt nodded.

Blaine pinned the sides to the end of Kurt's forehead.

"Poor thing," He whispered.

"...I'm capable ... f looking after myself,"

"Mhm, I'm sure," Blaine snorted.

Kurt gave him a bitch glare, which he was getting used to.

"I doubt that, as your father was just telling me how you tried to escape for coffee,"

"It's.. coffee," He whispered.

"And you're sick, as much as I'd love to hang out with you, you need to get better," Blaine retorted.

Kurt groaned then fitfully started coughing again away from Blaine under the covers. It was the least he could do. Blaine reached out to pat your his back.

"You okay Kurt?"

"M...k," Came the reply.

Blaine frowned. Kurt reached out his hand and touched Blaine's lip.

Blaine's eyes followed his gesture and then laughed.

"Oh right, I'm sorry no frowning, right?"

Kurt nodded.

The touch of the fingers made Blaine feel things he can't even describe.

"You're never fully dress without a smiiiiiiile," Blaine grinned as Kurt rolled his eyes.

"What you love this song? Stop looking at me like that,"

He got up and then started singing much to Kurt's dismay.

Who cares...what they're wearing on Main Street of Saville Row
It's what you wear from ear to ear
And not from head to toe...

Blaine picked up Kurt's shoe and started leaning into it.

That mattteeeers...

Kurt had a giggling fit which caused Blaine to grin as he continued and looked to Kurt as he pretended to pose in front of his wardrobe walking on a pretend stage.

Doo doodle-oo doo
Doo doodle-oo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo

So, Senator, so, janitor
So long for a while
Remember you're never fully dressed
Though you may wear the best
You're never fully dressed without a
Smile

He threw the shoe to Kurt who caught it and laughed.

Smile...

Then sat down heavily on Kurt's bed who shook his head.
Smile!
Smile darn ya, smile.

Kurt was staring at him gaping.

What? Blaine thought.

Oh.

"I forgot the lyrics didn't I?"

Kurt nodded with laughter which turned into more coughs.

"Hey, easy..."

Blaine instantly scooted over and patted his back when Burt came in the room.

"Why do I hear laughter?"

Kurt and Blaine looked at each other and just burst out laughing even more as Blaine continued to rub Kurt's back who coudn't stop and was on the point of tears, as he laughed, coughed and cried at the same time.

"Easy there kiddo, Blaine I suggest no more singing, he'll end up dying from happiness," Burt left as he went to answer the door.

Finn then came in and said hello to Kurt.

"Oh hey man, didn't know you were here," He nodded to Blaine.

"It was supposed to be a coffee day with Kurt, so I decided to annoy him by staying over," Blaine answered as he sat back in the chair next to the bed.

Kurt then gave Finn a warning look.

Finn thought it would be funny to continue, and use his brother's disadvantage to his own payback.

"You know, Kurt won't shut up about you..."

Blaine looked surprised.

"You're like this god or something...I dunno...I guess it's because your gay..."

Kurt coughed uncontrollably with wide eyes as Blaine got him a drink of water.

"Slowly," He ordered.

Kurt nodded and then pointed for Finn to leave who didn't 'appear' to understand. Blaine watched in amusement.

"Kurt's never had a boyfriend you know...maybe you could find him one or something...the new directions were..." Kurt threw the shoe at him as Blaine laughed.

"Finn, I think Kurt wants you to leave,"

"Fine, Puck's coming over later anyway, so I'm gonna clean my room or mum will be pissed, later dudes,"

"Bye Finn," Blaine waved as Kurt huffed in annoyance.

"Don't be embarrassed Kurt, I've never had a boyfriend either, that's nothing to be ashamed of,"

Kurt locked his head to the side.

"Don't look at me like that it's true,"

"Don't believe you..., how can you look that...like...that...and...not have ...a,"

"Shh...don't wear yourself out," Blaine commanded.

"Are you saying I look good?" He added.

Kurt's mouth hang open then shut again as he went silent.

"Kurt were both Gay, it's okay to think someone's hot"

"I don...think..."

"Oh? You don't think I have charming good looks? I've been told to look like Prince Eric," Blaine questioned.

Kurt crossed his arms over the bed.

"You're implying it," Blaine grinned.

"Am...not,"

"Are too,"

"Not..."

"Admit it,"

"No."

"Kuuuuuuuuurt," Blaine whined.

"No,"

Blaine pouted as Kurt seemed so sure.

"Fine, you do," Kurt groaned.

Victory.

"I look...like...an ...elf...,"

Blaine's eyes landed on Kurt's immediately.

He's joking right?

"You do not,"

"Bullies say so, they say...I'm...a fagging...elf...,"

That doesn't even make sense. Blaine thought.

"I'll never look like you..." Kurt's eyes started to water.

Blaine leaned down so close Kurt looked ready to faint.

"You want to know a secret?"

Kurt seemed unable to respond.

"I think you're perfect, no matter what anyone else thinks,"

He leaned in to kiss Kurt's forehead.

"Get some rest you look tired,"

Kurt's mouth was agape as his eyes started drifting of to sleep.

Blaine hoped Kurt wouldn't remember what happened later.

It could ruin everything, but right now he was content in watching Kurt sleep and he did so for about an hour before he leaned down to kiss Kurt on the forehead one more time and bid goodbye for the Hummels as curfew was on its way.