It was raining as Kurt walked back home. He was glad that the rain was washing away the tears, which were streaming down his face. He didn't want people to give him weird looks or anything. He thought about how his life became hell tonight, how he lost the closest friend he ever had and why is that? Because the brat who made it his job to make Kurt's life hell, all of that was because no one ever told him no before. Kurt was so angry and hurt right now, he didn't want to go home but he knew he had to as it was getting really late and cold.

As he reached the Anderson's residence he found Blaine's car parked outside, which was weird considering that Blaine is usually out until the early hours of morning. Closing the front door after him, Kurt stood for a minute trying to hear any sounds in the big house, which indicates that Blaine is still awake. Hearing nothing he started walking to his room and as he passed by the living room he heard a voice that got him to freeze in his place.

"Kurt, I see you're back finally. I was going to go out and look for you in the town, I was afraid that something may have happened to you" Blaine said feeling anxious, he never felt like this before toward somebody. Blaine Anderson never cared for someone like this before and it scared him, more like terrified that he might be falling for the blue-eyed angel in front of him.

"Like you care," Kurt coldly before he sneezed, he felt dizzy and he wanted nothing but to wrap his blanket around him and sleep "Please can I retreat to my room right now cause I want to change into dry clothes," Kurt said as he sniffed.

"Kurt are you okay?" Blaine asked before hitting himself on the head "What a stupid question! Of course, you're not you look terrible. Why didn't I insist on getting you back here home?" Blaine rushed towards Kurt and put his arm around the sick boy's waist, but Kurt jumped out of his hold.

"No you won't use me anymore," Kurt screamed.

"Well that's the thank you I get for trying to help you?" Blaine snapped, feeling the need to defend himself.

"I didn't ask for your help," Kurt muttered as he started to walk slowly to his room while leaning slightly at the wall as he felt drenched, dizzy and he wanted to take Panadol for the horrible headache. Just then, he felt Blaine's arm around him again, pulling him towards Blaine's chest. Just when he was about to snap at Blaine he found the latter speaking.

"Don't say anything I won't leave you like this!" Blaine stated and Kurt was too tired to fight with him so he just leaned slightly towards Blaine as they walked to his room. After they got there, Blaine prepared some dry clothes for Kurt and put them in the bathroom for Kurt to wear after taking a warm shower.

As Kurt took his shower, Blaine rushed to the kitchen and made him some warm chicken noodles soup, got him some cold medicine and put them on the nightstand waiting for him to come out. When Kurt came out of the shower, Blaine rushed to take his hand and walked him to the bed covering him in two blankets as he took the soup bowl and put the spoon in front of Kurt's lips.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Kurt asked.

"Open your mouth first and I'll tell you" Blaine said. Kurt opened his mouth and Blaine pushed the spoon into his mouth, "That's a good boy. Now we can say that this is my way of apologising for what happened today in the theatre." Blaine said as he pushed another spoon of the soup into Kurt's mouth.

"Never took you as the one to apologise, Mr. Anderson," Kurt said looking at Blaine with tired eyes.

"I like to make exceptions every now and then, I guess," Blaine said hastily. He himself didn't know why is he doing this to Kurt, he never got the urge to take care of somebody before like he has with Kurt. He liked to think that just doesn't want the boy to get sick and then he won't be having anyone to take care of him but deep down inside there was a voice telling him that he cares about Kurt. That unlike the other boys Blaine flirted with and got easily, Kurt's way of defending himself, for standing up and not falling for Blaine's charm easily made him want the boy more. At first, he thought it's just lust for something he can't have easily but after thinking about it he realised that it's more than this, that he actually liked the boy. Kurt cut off Blaine's thoughts.

"I can take no more," Kurt stated and snapped when the boy insisted on pushing the spoon against Kurt's mouth.

"Uh, sorry," Blaine said as he snapped out and put the bowl of soup back on the nightstand. He then gave Kurt the medicine.

"Thank you for what you're doing, Blaine," Kurt said with a smile before continuing, "However, this doesn't mean that I forgave you for what you did today or what you did before."

"And I don't expect you too. I guess we can't start a new page, but well I know I'll try to not be an ass to you again. Just remember I said that I'll try not will, princess," Blaine said with a wink earning a groan from Kurt.

"Now I'll leave you to sleep. We just gotta hope that I helped you before the cold become bad, cause if you're still sick I don't know what we'll eat tomorrow and man you don't want to taste anything I cook!" Blaine laughed.

"Oh man, the I'll do whatever it takes to be better by tomorrow!!" Kurt smile tiredly before he laid on the bed and pulled the covers up.

"Goodnight, Kurt," Blaine said before turning off the light and getting out of the room.

"Goodnight, Blaine" Kurt said more to himself as he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep with a smile on his face.