Kurt had been waiting in the waiting room for a couple of hours now, they had cleaned him up and told him to go home and take it easy but he wasn't going anywhere until he saw Blaine.

He had asked the nurses how he was several times but they wouldn't tell him anything.

He was worried. Why was it taking so long?

Finally a nurse walked into the waiting room looking around. "Blaine Anderson?" He asked and he stood up fast making his way towards him.

"Is he ok?" He asked wrapping his arms around himself.

"He got hit in the head pretty hard and we had to control some swelling but he's going to be fine and there shouldn't be any brain damage but we will find out more when he wakes up, you can see him if you want, he will wake up soon it might be good if he saw a familiar face," the doctor said and he nodded before following the doctor.

He was led down a bright white corridor, stopping at the door at the far end of the corridor.

"Just call if you need anything," the man said giving him a small smile before walking back up the hallway.

Kurt took a minute before putting his hand on the door handle, opening the door slowly and walking inside.

He almost cried at the site of him, he had a bandage round his head and cuts and bruises showing littered on the showing skin that he could see.

He walked up to the bed, looking down at him.

He looked so peaceful when he sleeps. He wanted to tell him properly how much he meant to him.

He put his hand on his cheek stroking it softly.

"I love you Blaine," he whispered leaning down to kiss him on the forehead.

He took hold of Blaine's hand and sat in the chair that was sat next to the bed, tears starting to run down his face.

"I love you too," a small voice choked out and he looked up at Blaine in shock. He was trying to open his eyes.

"It's ok honey you can keep them closed," he said lightly squeezing his hand.

"I want to see you," he whined squeezing his hand back. He managed to open his eyes the second time and gave him a sad smile.

"I'm sorry about your face," he said and he shook his head.

"None of this was your fault, none of it," he said picking up the water that was on the bed side table and handed it to Blaine.

"Thanks," he said taking a few sips before sitting it back on the table.

"We're going to be ok right?" Blaine asked tightening his grip on his hand.

"Of course, we're going to get through this together," Kurt said.

"So what happened to Nathan?" Blaine asked fear growing back into his eyes.

"He's dead Blaine, he didn't make it," Kurt assured him.

He hadn't expected what happened, but right when he said it Blaine burst into tears.

"Oh Blaine, are you ok?" He said pulling him into a hug. Blaine pulled him closer clinging onto him.

"I'm free," he sobbed into Kurt's shoulder. Tears started to roll down his face at that.

"No one is ever going to hurt you again Blaine," Kurt whispered kissing him on the temple.

"I love you so much," Blaine said pulling him in tighter. "I love you too," he replied rubbing his back.

He felt his phone start to vibrate in his pocket and he pulled away from Blaine.

"Is it ok if I take this hunny?" he asked and Blaine nodded. He walked out into the hallway before he answered it.

"Hello?" He said.

"Kurt?"

"Dad! Hi, are you ok?" Kurt asked his father's voice was shaky.

"Not really, I just came home to find blood staining the carpet and you nowhere to be found, what the hell happened?" He could tell that his dad was in tears.

"I'm so sorry dad, I should have called you. A lot of things have gone on since you left," Kurt said in tears himself.

He told him what had happened from the start, having to pause at some points to stop himself from sobbing and shaking.

"I really love him dad," he said wiping the tears from his cheeks.

"It sounds like it, I wish you would have told me this earlier, tell Blaine that he can stay with us for as long as he wants," Burt said and he smiled.

"Thank you so much dad, he has nowhere else to go," Kurt whispered.

"I'm now coming to the hospital, see you in a bit buddy, I love you," his dad said.

"I love you too," he replied before hanging up the phone.

He walked back into Blaine room; he could tell that he was having trouble staying awake. The doctor had been in the room checking on him while he was on the phone and he had sat up further him his bed.

"That was my dad, he came home today and found the house in the state that we left it in," Kurt said walking up the chair that sat by the bed and slumped down into it before taking Blaine's hand again.

"What did he say?" Blaine said nervously.

"I told him everything, and he said you can stay for as long as you want," Kurt said.

Blaine slumped back on the bed in relief giving a sigh.

"Thank you Kurt, for everything," he said and Kurt felt himself turning red.

"You don't need to thank me," he said rubbing his thumb on the top of Blaine's hand.

"I feel like I'm going to need to for the rest of my life, considering what you've done for me," Blaine laughed.

"You can just make it up to me in cuddles?" Kurt said and they both giggled.

"Ok, climb in," Blaine giggled moving over.

"Really?" He asked scared that he might hurt him.

"Come on, it will be fine," Blaine smiled and he nodded. "Ok," he said standing.

He climbed into the bed next to him slowly, lying down. Blaine wrapped his arms around him softly and laid his head on his chest.

"Are you comfy?" Blaine asked and he smiled again. "Yeah".

"Good because I'm sleepy," Blaine laughed.

He giggled and pulled him into a kiss before they both fell asleep in each other's arms.