Blaine woke up to a finger poking him continuously in the shoulder. He stirred and looked up to see who it was. When he saw Kurt standing there with a blanket wrapped around him tightly, he jumped up  and rubbed at his eyes. Kurt looked at him and then tucked a hair behind his ear.

“Hey,” Blaine said, propping his elbow on his bended knee.

“What're you up to?” Kurt asked, moving to take a seat on the arm of the couch.

“Sleeping,” Blaine said. Kurt smiled and himself, blushing before muttering a small right.

Blaine grabbed the bag that he was resting his head on and passed it to Kurt.

“I- I brought you some clothes,” Blaine said. Kurt grabbed the bag and tucked it underneath his arm.

“Thanks,” Kurt said. “I'm.. I'm kinda hungry.”

Blaine smiled and stood up and led Kurt to the hospital cafeteria. When they reached the hospital, Kurt went straight to the coffee and poured himself a cup. Blaine followed him patiently with his own tray, putting various foods on it.

“So, I just want to verify a couple of things,” Kurt paused to look at Blaine. “About me.. about us.”

Kurt furrowed his eyebrows together. Blaine nodded and looked at the other boy expectantly.

“We're together,” Kurt said. It was a statement more than it was a question. Blaine nodded his head anyway and made his way over to drinks that were kept in a cooler.

“Do I go to NYADA?” Kurt asked, placing an apple next to his coffee.

“Yes, you do. We go together.”

Kurt's eyes widened and his lips parted. He inhaled deeply before asking, “Do we live together?”

Blaine looked at Kurt from the side. “Yes.”

Kurt paused and looked down at his tray. He wanted to remember Blaine. He realized that remembering him would be much better than starting new and forgetting everything they had. He noticed that Blaine was really nice so it shouldn't be that hard to start remembering him. The last person he remembered being with was Sebastian and that was when he went to McKinley High. Sebastian was the male lead in the New Directions Show Choir. He loved Sebastian, he didn't know how they could split apart. But when he saw Blaine, something inside him weakened and he wanted to reach across and take his hand. But he couldn't do that because he didn't even know him. He looked back up at Blaine and kept walking. Blaine looked at Kurt worriedly and followed him out to one of the tables. They sat down across from each other and ate in silence. Blaine will always love Kurt.

xxxXxxx

Blaine was walking back home with his friend Wes that had been staying with him at the hospital. They figured they should get some rest and go back the next day. They were walking in silence until Wes spoke up.

“Shouldn't you be happy, Blaine? I mean, this is a perfect opportunity to rewrite all of the stupid shit you did in your relationship and start fresh,” Wes looked at Blaine, trying to cheer him up.

“Yeah, I guess. We had so much, Wes. We had everything. Would if he never gets his memories and continues to hate me?” Blaine asked, looking down at the ground.

“I'm sure he doesn't hate you right now. I think he's just in shock. He woke up from a coma and the last thing he remembers is being in high school. First, he's freaking out because he doesn't know how or why he was in a coma and then he has someone kissing his face. I mean, he has a right to be shocked,” Wes admitted. Blaine nodded in agreement, but didn't say anything. They reached Blaine's apartment and they stopped in front of the door.

“I'll see you tomorrow, Wes,” Blaine said, unlocking his door and walking inside. He dropped himself onto the couch and sighed heavily. He rubbed at his temples desperately, forcing himself to get up and take a shower before he got even more yucky. Once he was in the warm embrace of the trickling water, he let his tears flow freely. He was frustrated. Frustrated that Kurt didn't remember him and frustrated that there wasn't anything he could do but let time pass by. Kurt didn't remember anything about him and now he felt like his world was falling apart.

Once he was cleaned, he jumped out of the shower and dried himself off. He got dressed and slipped himself under the heavy duvet, falling into a dreamless sleep.

xxxXxxx

Blaine woke up lazily and stumbled out of bed. The first thing he did was call Wes to see what he wanted to do. He dialed his phone number and held it to his ear.

Hello?

Hey Wes, it's Blaine.

Oh hey, Buddy. What're up to? It was clear that Wes was still half-asleep.

Nothing. Hey, what did you want to do? Do you want me to pick you up or were you going to the hospital alone?

Would it be okay if you picked me up? Marie took the car to work and I don't feel like walking to the hospital…

Yeah sure thing. I'll see in thirty minutes.

Alright, see ya.

Blaine hung up and got dressed hurriedly. He brushed his teeth and went into the kitchen to make coffee. Kurt always made the coffee, Blaine thought. No, Blaine. Don't think about it…

Blaine shook his head and drank the warm liquid. Afterward, he grabbed his keys and phone and headed out. He called up Wes letting him know that he was on his way and drove into the busy streets. Blaine swooped by Wes's house and picked him up. They drove to the hospital quickly and jogged into the lobby. Wes sat on a chair in the lobby, and Blaine went to the receptionist, panting heavily after all of the jogging and whatnot.

“Excuse me, can you look up where Kurt Hummel is staying right now?” Blaine asked the receptionist. The receptionist gave him a bored look and hit a few keys on her computer. She put her glasses on and read a few things before looking back up at Blaine.

“He's staying in one of the VIP rooms on the eighth floor,” she said, pursing her lips and looking back down.

“That sounds expensive,” Blaine muttered and quickly ran to the elevator. When he reached the eighth floor, he was searching every room until he saw Kurt laying in a bed with his parents and Dr. Jenny standing on the side of it in 207B. He bustled in and stopped at the foot of Kurt's bed.

“What's going on here?” Blaine asked.

Burt and Carole shared a glance before looking back of the hazel eyed man.

“We think it's best if Kurt came back home with us. He doesn't remember you Blaine. He needs to be around people he knows and loves,” Burt said that last word like a stab to the heart. Blaine felt tears pooling into his already misty eyes. And then Dr. Jenny spoke up.

“On the contrary Mr. Hummel. Kurt needs to go back to his normal routine so he can gain his memories quickly,” Dr. Jenny winked at Blaine and continued. “If he goes back home with you guys, he'll just be replaying the life he had with you and not trying to get back the life he had with Blaine.” Burt scoffed and turned away.

“No, Kurt's coming home with us,” Carole chimed. Blaine looked at her in disbelief.

“Did you not just hear what she said?!” Blaine shouted at them. “He needs to come back home with me.”

“Hon, I don't think you understand. Kurt doesn't know you. He'd get too frustrated and eventually he'll rebel against you,” Carole said. Blane's fists clenched at his sides and he was about to say something else before Kurt spoke.

“What I really need right now is if everybody would stop bickering!” Kurt brought his hand up to rub at the bridge of his nose. Blaine relaxed and stepped back before murmuring I'm sorry.

Dr. Jenny looked back and forth between the 4 people and started walking toward the exit.

“It seems you guys have a let to discuss,” Jenny said before slipping out of the room, leaving Blaine to deal with the Problem #1 and Problem #2.