Cole put her hand to her mouth. I guess it's better than hearing he's died... Cole crossed her arms as she felt Finn curl up into a hug. Carole wrapped her arms around Finn in her motherly way as the doctor walked off.

Outside, Kurt had stepped out into the cold winter morning. He shivered instantly but didn't care. “Kurt! You're dad's not dead!” said Blaine who was now just running out of the automated doors.

Kurt flung his body around, his eyes puffy red from crying all day. “He isn't?” he asked, his hopes high.

“He's in a coma,” said Blaine, his voice thoughtful as he wrapped his jacket around Kurt's body.

Kurt's face fell as he looked to the ground. “A-again...?”

“What do you mean 'again'?” asked Blaine, curious as he gently grabbed Kurt's arms and tugged him back inside the hospital, worried he'd get sick.

“Last year, my dad got into a coma from a heart attack. No shocker there. I almost thought he wouldn't make it. But he pulled through. He was the one who told me after I ranted on about not being able to slow dance at my prom, walk down the hallways hand in hand with someone I like...” Kurt paused for a moment to recollect himself as they got in the elevator. When the doors shut, “'Until you find someone as brave and as open as you, you just have to get used to going at it alone.' And that was that.”

Blaine draped a loving around around Kurt as they entered back into the waiting room where Carole waited him with opened arms. Finn still didn't talk to him or Blaine and at the moment, it didn't even occur to Kurt.

Kurt wrapped his arms around his mother and cried hard into her shoulder.

It had been weeks now and Kurt hardly spoke. The most he would do was participate in the Glee's practice for Regionals. Things between Kurt and Blaine even got awkward. The whole Glee club knew by the time Christmas Vacation was over. No one ever looked at Kurt nor Blaine the same anymore. But all in all, their behavior in the Glee club has increased. People obeyed Blaine without a question, people did what they were asked to do without any comments or remarks, and people paid more attention to what songs they were suggesting for free-for-all Glee practice (as Blaine would like to call it).

But today after Glee rehearsal, Kurt's new depth was beginning to bother him. Blaine asked Kurt to stay after as the whole club left, wanting to go out to have fun. They all said they were heading to Breadstix and would be rollerblading after at the local Skate Zone. They also politely invited Blaine and Kurt. Kurt immediately said, “No thank you,” while Blaine gave them a warm smile and said, “Thank you so much for the invite, but I’m really tired today.”

Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt, but Kurt shrugged out of it. “Leave me alone, Blaine,” Kurt whined in a shaky voice.

Blaine knew Kurt was hurting. He really was hurting. He's been hurting for weeks now. Blaine had spent most of his time with Kurt being pushed away. There was only one thing left to do. It even occurred to Blaine that maybe Kurt was feeling somewhat numb.

“No.”

Kurt looked at Blaine, daring Blaine to say anything more.

“Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do. I will do anything. I just want you to feel okay again,” said Blaine, his eyes pleading.

Kurt raised an eyebrow. “Desperate much?” Kurt took a minute to look at Blaine, to read his expression and his eyes, before he registered his mind and before he thought of what exactly he needed to feel okay at the moment. It wasn't just a simple embrace from Blaine. No, it was something different. Kurt opened his mouth and hesitated before he spoke. “Well...I am...feel sorta numb...I...well...” He had trouble forming the words he wanted to form.

Blaine smiled. He knew. “Don't worry about it, babe. I know what you mean. You didn't bring your car here, right?” asked Blaine, his voice low so it wouldn’t travel out into the hallway.

Kurt nodded his head. “I'm driving you over to my apartment. We need some time alone together. We've been way overdue for that.”

Kurt said nothing as Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and tugged him to his feet. Outside, Blaine had his arm resting on the small of Kurt's back as he led him to his car. Once they got in the car, the car was turned on, and the heater turned on, Blaine's hand went to Kurt's thigh, lightly rubbing the inside of his thigh, dangerously close to its destination. Kurt’s breath hiked.

“Hard already?” cooed Blaine as he leaned over to whisper that in Kurt's ear. He smiled when he felt Kurt shiver, knowing his hard-on was caused by Blaine and his voice alone.

Kurt's eyes had fluttered shut once he shivered. The things this man could make Kurt feel. It was unbelievable. His mouth parted slightly, waiting for Blaine to kiss him. When Blaine didn't, Blaine put the car in drive but kept his hand on Kurt's thigh.

The short five-minute car ride was torture to Kurt, let alone Blaine. Blaine was already hard himself with just the images of what could happen once him and Kurt got inside his apartment.

Once they parked, Blaine hesitated before grabbing for the door. He looked at Kurt, seeing the tortured look on his face. He smiled. He just absolutely loved what he was doing to Kurt. His hand moved up to palming Kurt's hardness through his jeans. Kurt sucked in a breath and threw his head back against the headrest.

“Feels good, huh sweetie?” asked Blaine

Kurt reached over to grab a fistful of Blaine's jacket and pulled him close, his already-parted and needy mouth claiming Blaine's as their tongues instantly curled together. “Just get me inside,” whispered Kurt after they managed a proper kiss that had been needed for weeks now.

Blaine pulled back from Kurt entirely, taking his hand with him which caused Kurt to whimper. He got out of the car and Kurt too, trailing behind Blaine as they hurried into the building and up to Blaine's apartment.

Blaine closed the door and shrugged out his jacket, taking his time. When he turned around, Kurt was already out of his boots and coat.

Blaine put his hands on Kurt's waist and pushed him forward until Kurt felt the edge of Blaine's kitchen counter press against his ass. Blaine's hard-on brushed against Kurt's, sending and instant moan coming from Kurt. “I want you so bad right now,” whispered Blaine.

Kurt whimpered as his hands gripped the counter behind him to steady himself. Blaine's hands pulled Kurt's dress shirt from his jeans as his mouth found Kurt's neck. He unbuttoned Kurt's shirt until it fell around Kurt's elbows and waist.

Kurt thrashed his head back, moaning as he felt Blaine graze his teeth against the tender flesh of where Kurt's shoulder met his neck. “So hot...” Blaine whispered, his breath brushing across Kurt's skin, sending a ripple of pleasure to stir in the pit of his stomach.

“Blaine...” was all Kurt could say.

Kurt then found loss of contact with Blaine. He whimpered again as he opened his eyes and looked down to find Blaine on his knees. His eyes widened. “What are you doing?” he demanded.

“Shh...I'm doing something I should've done a long time ago,” murmured Blaine as Blaine worked carefully on the zipper and button of Kurt's jeans. Soon enough, Kurt's jeans were pulled down his legs.

Wasn't this a sight. Kurt leaning against the kitchen counter with his white dress shirt unbuttoned and hanging around his elbows and waist, his jeans like a pool around his ankles, and his hardened length poking through his boxers. Blaine found it incredibly dead-on sexy.

Next, Blaine pulled down Kurt's boxers. Kurt didn't know why, but he suddenly felt shy. He knew Blaine has seen him naked before...a lot of times, but it had been a while and this time, it was different.

Kurt sucked in sharp breath once he felt Blaine's hot mouth on the tip of Kurt's length. “Shit, Blaine!” Kurt hissed.

Blaine hummed, causing a vibration to stir as Blaine moved past the tip and began to bob his head, his mouth moving up and down Kurt's length. Kurt felt so close already. He bit his bottom lip. “B-Blaine...unless...you..I'm about...Blaine!”

With what was obvious to him, Blaine picked up the pace, causing Kurt's mouth to drop open and his head to fall back so he could let out a long moan. When he came, Blaine's mouth remained on Kurt's, swallowing down it all perfectly.

Blaine didn't even give Kurt a chance to recuperate from his first blow job. Blaine got back to his feet and pressed his mouth to Kurt's, their tongues entangled again. Kurt could taste himself and he knew Blaine was doing it on purpose. Blaine tugged Kurt forward as they now stood in the middle of the kitchen. Kurt shrugged out of his shirt and stepped out of his pants and helped Blaine get out of his own clothes.

Blaine's hands found Kurt's ass, his hands kneading in a sort of massaging way as he soon felt Blaine part his cheeks, a hand going to a sensitive area, rubbing it gently. “I love you so much,” Blaine whispered.

Kurt tried to respond, but all that came out was a moan. Blaine pushed Kurt into his bedroom and nudged him on the bed. Kurt got on the bed, laying down flat on his back as his chest rose and fell heavily, watching Blaine strip from his unbuttoned navy blue dress shirt and from his matching checkered boxers. Soon enough, Blaine climbed Kurt, his knees curled on each side of Kurt's thighs as Blaine leaned down and pressed his lips to Kurt's, his hands raking through Kurt's hair.

The kiss was different from any kiss Kurt had ever received from Blaine before. It was at normal pace. Not slow and not fast, but hesitant in between kisses. Kurt rather enjoyed this change in kissing. His lips moved against Blaine's in perfect unison as his hands trailed up Blaine's sides, stopping just at Blaine's back.

Blaine growled in between kisses as a hand slid down to possessively grip Kurt's waist. Kurt had to admit, he enjoyed Blaine being on top. He liked Blaine being in control of things. It made him feel dependent upon Blaine which ended up making Kurt feel safe and secure. He hoped that the rest of the night would be like this.

Blaine grunted as he thrusted into Kurt one last time before he came, his hand quick on Kurt’s cock. Just after Blaine had come, he felt Kurt come finally. Kurt let out a high-pitched moan as he collapsed to the bed, jumping slightly at the sudden contact of his sensitive, softening cock with the sheets beneath him. Above him, Blaine collapsed over Kurt, their breaths both heavy and hot.

“I love you, Blaine,” Kurt whispered in between breaths.

“I love you too. So much,” Blaine whispered back.

Kurt smiled and forced himself to turn over, his arms quickly snaking around Blaine before Blaine would become alarmed of Kurt’s sudden movement and move away. Blaine’s response was his face nuzzling into Kurt’s neck, his arms snaking back around Kurt.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Blaine then whispered when he finally caught his breath.

Blaine felt Kurt smile. “The feeling’s mutual.”

The two had fallen asleep in that position.