"This movie is a classic but when it comes to Oz related story lines the musical Wicked wins hands down." Blaine says as Glinda appears on screen. "What do you think babe?" Blaine looks down at his boyfriend who has fallen asleep in his arms. The younger boys usually porcelain cheeks are flushed and his body feels warm. Blaine places a calloused hand his boyfriends head and immediately determines that Kurt has a fever. As soon as Blaine's hand touches the young boys face Kurt stirs.

"Did I fall asleep?", he asks groggily.

"Ya, you did. I think you might be getting sick your forehead feels warm. Do you feel sick?" Blaine asks.

"Kinda, I mean yesterday I felt sick and really tired, but I didn't think it was anything serious." Kurt says as he slumps back into Blaine's chest.

"Let me go get a thermometer, and we should call your dad and Carole. If you're sick they will want to come home to check on you." Kurt loved the concern that was in Blaine voice but hated the fact that him getting up to get the thermometer would mean him loosing his favorite human pillow for a moment. Kurt sighed at his inner monologue and sunk deeper into Blaine's chest.

"I can't get up if you insist on using me as a human pillow" Blaine chuckled.

"Crap! He's in my head" Kurt thought.

"Come on babe, you are sick I need to call your parents and see how high your temperature is" Blaine said as he coaxed Kurt to sit up a bit. Blaine found the nearest "non-human" pillow and placed it underneath his boyfriend's feverish head.
Kurt let out a small whimper as Blaine began to climb up the stairs. "I'll be right back promise" Blaine said as he bounded upstairs.

Kurt felt very sick, his throat hurt, his head hurt, and he felt like crap. He laid his head on the cool pillow and drifted into an uneasy sleep. He woke up to a pair of soft but calloused hand brushing the hair off his damp forehead. "Hey, I need to take your temperature." Blaine whispered. Kurt moaned as he slowly opened his mouth and Blaine carefully placed the instrument underneath the boys tongue.

"You domt haf to stay wif me" Kurt mumbled as the thermometer began to register.

"Shh, no talking" Blaine consoled and a low beep sounded from thermometer. "Oh, Kurt…" Blaine said as he looked at the numbers on the small screen.

"What am I dying?" Kurt said in a high pitched voice.

"No, of course not. But you have a high fever. It's about 102 degrees." Blaine said as he repositioned himself as Kurt's human pillow.

"Is that bad" Kurt asked.

"It's not good, but you should be fine, I called your dad and Carole and they will be home soon. I will stay with you till they get here." Blaine said as he smiled down at his quickly fading boyfriend. "You just go back to sleep, you are sick"

"Thanks" Kurt murmured as once again he succumbed to sleep.