The next 24 hours were so tiring that Kurt felt drained and at any moment he would pass out. Kurt closed his eyes and leaned against the exterior of his dorm door. He had just gotten off the phone with his Dad, after having gone over everything the Doctor had told to both Kurt and Blaine. Burt had wanted to make the trip up but after being in the hospital recently Carol didn't think it would be wise for him to ravel. Kurt understood and he appreciated his father's sentiments. Blaine's parents were out of the country at the moment leaving Blaine alone in all of this, well except for Kurt.

Kurt took a deep breath and put on a brave face and he walked back into the room. Blaine perked up upon seeing him. The futon under the lofted bed was stacked with pillows and a large feather comforter. Blaine smiled at Kurt under the covers, his back propped up with the many pillows. His navy blue monogrammed pajamas looking cute as ever on him. Kurt smiled back. He tried not to frown when his gaze drifted to the eye patch over Blaine's right eye.

"How's your Dad?" Blaine asked. He reached his hand out which meant he wanted Kurt closer to him. Naturally Kurt obliged.

"He's doing fine. He and Carol both wish you well and hope you get better soon." Kurt did his best not to sound so depressed. "They also apologize for not being able to come up and visit."

Blaine took Kurt's hand, his smile growing broader once he made contact with Kurt's skin. "It's fine, I understand."

Kurt sat down in the desk chair positioned next to the futon. He rubbed his thumb over the back of Blaine's hand. His eyes were brimming with tears. "I'm sorry that we put you on the futon. We can always go back to your room so you can be in your own bed."

Blaine drew in a breath and shook his head, "No." he said firmly. "I want to be around you. If I go back, how am I going to see you? With my one good eye."

Kurt grimaced at Blaine's attempt at humor. It sickened Kurt to see Blaine hurting, and damaged. He hated Sebastian and the sight of the eyepatch just brought Sebastian to mind. He closed his eyes.

"Don't do that. Don't make this into a joke, please." Kurt said.

Blaine tightened his grip on Kurt's hand. "If I don't joke about it, then it's all too real. I have to learn to accept that I may not see again out of this eye."

While Blaine spoke Kurt clenched his jaw and kept his eyes scrunched shut. He tried to block out Blaine's words but he couldn't.

"I'm okay with that though Kurt, just as long as I have one good one to look at you." Blaine continued. "Will you look at me?"

Kurt lifted his chin and opened his eyes and in his first blink tears rolled down his cheeks. "Why did you do that? Why did you push me out of the way?"

Blaine looked at Kurt with a pained expression. He swallowed and looked down at their hands. "I thought that was obvious. People do crazy things when they're in love."

Kurt scoffed and a tiny smile made an attempt to show itself. "No fair, you are not allowed to quote Hercules."

The hint of a smile on Kurt's face made Blaine smile. "I would save you again if I had to."

Kurt let the tears roll down his face. His eyes were puffy and started to twinge with pain. "You don't need to do that. I already told you. Stubborn, that's what you are."

Blaine shrugged, "It's a good thing I have an equally stubborn boyfriend who keeps me in place."

Kurt took a deep breath and sighed. He moved the chair as close to the futon as possible and laid on the seat, resting his head in Blaine's lap. Blaine stared down at him, his smile reaching his…eye. Kurt cringed again. This time Blaine noticed. he frowned and started to run his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"Hey, everything is going to be okay, right?" Blaine said.

Kurt could hardly focus on anything other than the feeling of Blaine's fingers. He shut his eyes almost ready to fall asleep nearly content in his boyfriend's lap.

"But the surgery-"

"Will go fine." Blaine finished with a confident tone.

Kurt opened one eye, "But you said you had to accept that you may be a pirate for the rest of your life."

"Now who is joking? Kurt. I have to accept both, but I'm hoping to have two perfect eyes to see you with." Blaine replied. "Besides, you know I would make a very sexy pirate."

This was the thing that made Kurt smile. He opened both his eyes now. "You know, if-when the surgery goes well we don't have to throw away the eyepatch." Kurt poked his index fingers together his eyes adverted from Blaine upon making the suggestion. Blaine chuckled and sighed.

"Why Mr. Hummel, are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?"

Kurt flushed causing Blaine to laugh louder and deeper. He didn't need to respond to Blaine's question. Kurt couldn't if he wanted to; the only sounds out of his mouth were incoherent mumblings.

"I don't know if I said it lately but, I love you." Blaine bent forward and planted a kiss on Kurt's forehead. The rouge in Kurt's cheeks brightened. "I love it when you blush."

"You love it when I do anything." Kurt said half rolling his eyes.

"And your point is?"

Kurt laughed.

"So, shall we put on a scary movie and just relax?" Blaine asked. He made his index finger and middle finger walk across Kurt's forehead and down to the tip of his nose.

Kurt's smile turned into a sour one. "Does it half to be a scary movie? Can't we just watch Singin' In the Rain again?"

"Kurt, we've been through this. I'm sick." He gave a fake cough, "What I say goes."

Kurt scowled, "Actually you have that backwards, I am the Doctor and whatever the doctor says goes. And I say we watch Singin' in the Rain or Breakfast at Tiffany's. I'll give you that choice."

There was a pause while Blaine thought it over. He was now stroking Kurt's jaw line with his finger. Highly, highly distracting and now Kurt didn't care to watch a movie at all he just wanted to stay here under the power of Blaine's touch.

"Well, I suppose Breakfast At Tiffany's. But after I'm better you owe me one horror movie and an evening at my place, in my bed." Blaine stopped running his fingers on Kurt's jaw.

"A horror movie? You like to torture me you know that, you are sick. But I will agree."

Blaine's surgery was the next day, which meant they would have to miss their class, and that Blaine was going to miss a whole bunch of classes. Monday morning Kurt, accompanied by Rachel, traveled to Blaine's sociology class in order to grab notes and show the Doctor's letter stating Blaine's situation. The professor was very understanding and wished him the best of luck in surgery and in recovery. They left Hamleton Hall heading toward the union before Rachel's class.

Kurt stopped in his tracks as a wild Sebastian appeared. He took a deep steadying breath hoping it would calm him down. Rachel was already putting her hands on his arms trying to talk reason into Kurt. She obviously knew what he was thinking. Kurt couldn't stand back though. He rushed over to Sebastian somehow managing not to slip on the slick ground.

"Hey!" Kurt shouted.

Sebastian turned and on seeing Kurt his expression turned malevolent. He truly was evil. He slid his hands into the pockets of his coat. He glanced to Kurt and Rachel in turn. "Well if it isn't Elton and Frodo. What can I do for you?"

"What did you put in that snowball?" Kurt demanded. Rachel grabbed his arm but Kurt's anger was too great, he pulled away.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Sebastian shrugged.

Kurt pointed a finger in Sebastian's face. "Blaine's cornea was scratched, that doesn't happen from snow alone. What was it, tiny pieces of glass?"

Sebastian rolled his eyes, "Please Kurt, don't be so dramatic."

Rachel was the one who spoke this time, "Blaine could lose his sight in that eye? Don't you care just a little? You dated him for two years!"

"O-okay Rachel." Kurt patted Rachel and pushed her aside. She was trying to stand up to Sebastian's level but even on her tip toes she didn't make it.

"Just fess up Sebastian." Kurt growled.

"God if it will get the two of you away from me than fine! It was rock salt. Picked up some from the sidewalks on the way over to the fight figured it'd be a nice additive for a special someone."

"Rock salt?" Kurt said disgusted.

"Look, if it makes you feel better the snowball was meant for you Pixie. Blaine wasn't supposed to play Prince Charming and come to your rescue though I guess I should have figured he would. He's so annoying like that, having to play the knight and save everybody." Sebastian spoke so nonchalantly; he didn't care about Blaine's current state of health.

Kurt didn't even realize what had happened until midway through the action. His right hand had clenched into a fist, his nails digging into his palm. He drew back and let his fist fly right into Sebastian's jaw. There was a hollow cracking noise that echoed around them. Sebastian's head snapped back and he staggered.

Rachel's hands flew over her mouth in surprise. Kurt's eyes watered and his hand throbbed. He cradled his bleeding knuckles against his chest. He tried to move them but couldn't.

"Kurt!" Rachel shrieked she went over and gently took Kurt's hand. He flinched and let out a small cry of pain. "I think some are broken."

Sebastian stood up straight. He spit blood from the cut lip. It matched that of Kurt's a few months prior. He cleaned the blood off his lip.

"Guess we're even then?"

Kurt glared at Sebastian his voice quivered with rage as he spoke. "We are no where close to even. If you come anywhere near Blaine again-"

"Gonna punch me again Hummel?" Sebastian remarked. "Because I barely felt that, it was like being punched by a cloud."

"Come on Kurt we need to get you to the hospital." Rachel said starting to lead Kurt away. Kurt couldn't form words he was in such a rage.

Kurt was afraid to go back into his dorm later that afternoon. He was sporting a not so attractive cast on his hand after breaking three of his fingers in punching Sebastian's giant horse teeth. He didn't tell Blaine where he and Rachel had gone, just that they were out. Rachel had to basically push Kurt into the room. He hid the cast behind his back.

"Hey you." Blaine smiled. "What do you have behind your back?"

Kurt hesitated; Rachel poked her head into the room behind him. She went over to Finn at his desk. He turned and smiled at her but frowned seeing her not so happy expression.

Kurt slowly revealed his cast to Blaine. Blaine's jaw dropped open and he made an attempt to launch off the futon but Kurt was by his side pushing him back down.

"Oh my God Kurt, what happened?" Blaine's concerned expression and tone tugged at Kurt's heart.

"I broke three of my fingers, and fractured my wrist." Kurt said with a sigh. He was sitting in the chair at Blaine's bedside (futonside). Blaine was now, ever so gingerly, taking Kurt's wounded hand onto his lap. He looked to Rachel for answers. She was quiet.

"What the hell dude?" Finn would have been over to see the cast if Rachel wasn't muttering for him to stay back.

"Kurt, what happened? Did you finally lose the battle to the Ice Queen?" Blaine blinked and Kurt saw his eye start to water but no tears fell yet.

"Well if you want to call him that, I made him bleed so I consider that a victory but he did do this to me. I swear his face is made of steel." Kurt said waving his other hand in the air.

Blaine's brow furrowed, "Wait, did you…did you hit Sebastian?"

Kurt didn't reply. He didn't have to. Blaine didn't look upset per-say but there was an extent of disappointment on his face.

"Rachel and I saw him when we were heading to the union and I asked what he added to the snowball. It was rock salt." Kurt said his voice choking up.

Blaine was speechless. He sat there still holding Kurt's broken hand, his finger running over the plastic knowing that Kurt couldn't feel it.

"Why would you do that though?" Blaine asked.

Kurt tilted his head and gave him a cheeky grin. "People do crazy things when they're in love."

Blaine looked at Kurt with so much love in his eye that Kurt almost couldn't take it. Because he couldn't use the other one at the moment it was like all of the longing and admiration had concentrated into one single hazel orb.

After a minute Kurt cleared his throat. "I actually have something I wanted to sing to you. I heard it on the radio when Rachel and I went to the hospital. And it's perfect."

Kurt licked his lips and took hold of Blaine's hand with his good one. They were a perfect match at the moment, both broken and yet completing one another. Kurt started to sing, "I Won't Let Go" by Rascal Flatts. Blaine started to cry almost immediately. He did his best to stay strong but once the chorus hit, tears rolled down.

"I will stand by you, I will help you through, when you've done all you can do and you can't cope. I will dry your eyes. I will fight your fight. I will hold you tight and I won't let go."

Blaine took in a breath and joined in the song with Kurt, "It hurts my heart, to see you cry. I know it's dark this part of life. Oh it finds us all and we're too small. To stop the rain, oh but when it rains…"

"Kurt." Blaine whispered after they finished. He leaned forward and kissed Kurt gently on the lips, "I won't let you go. Ever."

Kurt's heart was racing and he, "I'm kind of hard to get rid of anyway. I was told I'm stubborn like my boyfriend."