Kurt knew that when Blaine got sick he turned into a 4 year old. So being the awesome boyfriend that he was, along with Blaine’s bright blue bucket Kurt also got him some stickers and paint markers to decorate it. He also bought stuff to make chicken soup in hopes Blaine would feel better soon enough to keep it down. After putting every thing away he poured Blaine a glass of ginger ale and tossed some crackers on a plate, threw the markers and stickers into the bucket headed to the bedroom.

When he got to the bedroom Kurt found his boyfriend spread out on his stomach asleep, his head and almost all of his left side hanging off the bed. He went over and helped Blaine back onto the bed without waking him. He left the crackers and ginger ale on the night stand and took the bucket back with him to the kitchen. The recipe he was planning on using came from Grace. She had found it a while back while her husband was sick and said it worked miracles.

Kurt set to work on the soup trying his best to stay quite and keep an ear out for Blaine. He hummed softly to the song stuck in his head as he chopped up some vegetables. He stopped mid chop when he heard his phone ring. He rushed to wipe his hands off and grabbed his phone from the table. He glanced at the caller ID.

“Hey dad!” He greeted stepping back up to the counter to continue his chopping.

“Hey kid! Did you like your surprise?”

“My surprise?” he thought for a second. “Oh you mean Blaine? Yes, I loved my surprise.” Kurt dumped the veggie's he was chopping into the pot on the stove. He smiled at the sound of Burt’s deep laugh.

“Good. I just wanted to call and make sure he got there okay.”

“Oh he got here just fine but he’s not so good now.” Kurt laughed.

“Why? What happen?” Burt asked, his voice full of worry. Kurt went on to explain what happen and how he called Jen and she told them Blaine had food poisoning. How he was making Blaine some soup as the spoke and he would be sure to send Carole the recipe when he could.

“He’s sleeping now so I’m just gonna leave him until I finish this soup.” He said tossing some bits of chicken into the pot and started to cut up a few potatoes.

“I’m real proud of you Kurt. Not hesitating to take care of your boy like that.” Kurt felt the blush creeping onto his face from the praise.

“Thanks dad but it’s nothing really. I mean you take care of someone you love right? Do what ever you can for them.”

“Kuuuuurrrrttt” Kurt heard his name from the bedroom.

“Sorry dad, Blaine is yelling for me I got to go. I’ll call you later love you.” He said in a rush and hung up before his dad could answer him. Kurt ran to his room only to find the bed empty. He turned to the bathroom to see Blaine on the floor in the doorway.

“Blaine, sweetie what are you doing on the floor?” He walked up behind his boyfriend and spotted the mess on the floor in front of Blaine. “Oh Blaine, what happen?” he asked concerned. He crouched down next to him rubbing soothing circles on his back. Blaine looked up at his boyfriend with sad eyes.

“I felt it coming and I tried to get to the bathroom but I got tangled in the sheets and tripped. I just couldn’t hold it.” He sniffed, thats when Kurt noticed the tears in his eyes. “I’m sorry Kurt. I know how you don’t like to deal with this kinda stuff so if you just grab me a mop I’ll clean it up I swear.” The tears were now streaming down his flushed face. Kurt’s heart ached, Blaine didn’t need to apologize or clean up but Kurt knew how he was feeling. Remembering when he was younger and every time he would throw up he would apologize profusely to his dad unable to stop the words he sobbed out threw tears.

“Blaine it’s okay really. Come on stand up.” Kurt stood and hooked his arms under Blaine’s and hulled him up to his feet. Blaine’s stomach lurched and he doubled over wrapping his arms around himself.

“Go! In the bathroom come on.” Kurt ushered him in managing to avoid the mess on the floor. Blaine instantly dropped to his knees and emptied the contents of his stomach into the toilet. When he finished he pulled his head up and Kurt handed him a towel. Blaine wiped his mouth and the tears that were still coming.

“I’m so sorry Kurt. I ruined everything, this was supposed to be an amazing romantic gesture that you could boast to your friends about but instead I go ahead and get food poising and throw up all over your bathroom. Our weekend is pretty much over now and we will never get to do all the things I had planed in my head an...and...” He was almost hysterical now. Kurt rushed to side and cradled him into his arms holding him tight.

“Shh Blaine it’s fine really. You didn’t ruin anything and it’s only the weekend, we still have 2 weeks and plenty of time to do every thing you wanted.” Blaine dug his fingers into the back of his shirt and pulled him closer. He sniffed and rubbed his face in Kurt’s chest.

“I’m sorry” He mumbled. Kurt pulled back just enough so he could look down at Blaine.

“Blaine, look at me.” Blaine looked up at his boyfriend with sad, tear filled eyes. “First, You need to stop apologizing. There is nothing to be sorry for. Second, Do you plan on being with me of a while?”

“Forever, you know that.” Blaine answered without missing a beat.

“Okay then, that means we are going to see each other at our worst. We will both be sick a countless amount of times and we will both be there for each other, to take care of each other no matter what. So please, you need to stop apologizing because weather you’re sick or not as long as we are spending time together its going to be an amazing 2 weeks.” Blaine smiled up at his boyfriend. He wasn’t crying anymore but some unshed tears still remained in his eyes.

“I love you so much.” He whispered and laid his head on Kurt’s chest, holding him close.

“Love you too.” Kurt muttered and placed a kiss on the top of Blaine’s head.

****

Kurt managed to get Blaine calm and seated on the edge of the bed while he cleaned the mess on the floor. Blaine sighed from his spot on the bed.

“Kurt I’m-” Kurt threw Blaine a look that said, ‘Don’t you dare say it.’

“Never mind?” Blaine suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. Kurt huffed out a laugh and shook his head.

“I’m almost done and then I’m putting you in a warm bath to help you feel better. How’s that sound?” He asked as he finished mopping up the mess and tossed a towel down to dry it.

“Bubbles?”

“Of course.” Kurt finished the floor and went to the bathroom and started the bath, making sure it wasn’t too hot or cold and added a splash of bubble bath. He went back to Blaine and helped him to the bathroom and sat him on the closed toilet.

“Arms up.” Blaine raised his arms and Kurt pulled the shirt up and over his head. He tossed it toward the hamper in the corner. Kurt dropped his hands to the drawstring on Blaine’s sweat pants and pulled.

“Stand.” Blaine rose to his feet did a little wiggle making his pants pool around his ankles. Kurt chuckled and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

“Think you can handle the rest?” Kurt asked motioning to the black boxer-briefs. Blaine nodded.

“Catch me if I fall?” He asked. Kurt let his smile take up his whole face.

“Always.”

*******

After Kurt got his boyfriend settled safely into the tub he leaned down and pressed a small kiss to his forehead.

“I’m going to go check on the soup okay. I’ll be right back.” Blaine just nodded and let his eyes slip shut. Kurt went back to the kitchen and dropped the potatoes he had cut into the pot and lowered the heat. He was headed back to the bathroom when he had an idea. He knew Blaine would want to watch his favorite sick movie and be lazy and stay in bed at the same time but Kurt had refused to put a TV in his room. The temptation of leaving it on while he slept to strong and he needed a good nights sleep.

He decided he was going to unhook the TV and DVD player and hull it into his room so sick boyfriend could snuggle up in bed and enjoy his movie. Turns out the TV was a lot heaver then it looked. Kurt managed to get the DVD player in just fine but when he moved to the TV he was worried his plan wasn't going to work. He managed to clear off a spot on his dresser where his was going to put it but when he lifted the TV he almost fell backwards with the weight of it.

“Holy crap.” He muttered and staggered to the bedroom. He swayed with the weight of the TV doing his best not to drop it. When he reached the door way he saw it wasn't going to fit so he shifted himself and the TV sideways. He shimmied through the door way and somehow managed to bang his toe on the doorframe.

“Damn it!” He cursed, holding on to the TV with an extra tight grip so he wouldn’t drop it.

“Kurt?” He heard from the bathroom. Kurt hurried over to the dresser.

“I’m fine.” He yelled. Kurt could feel the TV slipping from his fingers, he struggled to lift it high enough to place it on the dresser. Just as he succeed in lifting it high enough and in the right place the TV slipped out of his hands and landed perfectly in place with a loud crash.

“Shit!” He shouted and searched the box for any cracks or damage, luckily there was none.

“Kurt? Sweets, whats going on? Are you okay?” Kurt dashed over to the bathroom and slipped inside to see Blaine trying to get out of the tub.

“No no no. I’m fine really, everything is fine. Just get back in there mister and you relax okay? Just a few more minutes.”

“Are you sure? What was that crash?” Kurt shook his head and put a hand on Blaine’s shoulder urging him back into the tub.

“It was nothing to worry about I promise.” He leaned down and pressed another kiss to his forehead before walking back into the bedroom. He continued to hook up the TV and plugging in all the correct cables without anything else going wrong. He smiled triumphantly when he was finished and turned it on to make sure it worked. When he saw it was working fine he went back out to the living room to look for his copy of ‘Enchanted’, Blaine’s sick movie.

He grabbed himself a water bottle and new glass of ginger ale for Blaine and headed back to the bedroom. He changed the sheets on the bed so they were fresh for when Blaine came back to it and he got some clean P.J’s for him as well. Kurt put the movie in and all ready to start, grabbed a towel from the closet and went to collect his boyfriend from the tub.

Kurt stuck his head into the bathroom to find Blaine, with his hair slicked back with one curl hanging in front of his forehead and bubbles on his cheeks like sideburns sining Elvis into the shampoo bottle.

“Like a river flows surely to the
Sea darling so it goes some things
Are meant to be

Take my hand take my whole life
Too for I can't help falling in
Love with you”

Kurt watched as Blaine sang with his top lip curled up and pointing to the wall as if he was singing to it. Kurt laughed quietly and stepped into the room.

“You know” He said getting Blaine’s attention. Blaine jumped and turned in the tub to face him, water sloshing over the edge. “I think I like your hair that way much better.” Blaine grinned big and bright at his boyfriend.

“Only for you pretty baby.” He said in his Elvis voice including a finger point and a little head wobble that ended with a wink. Kurt laughed and faked a swoon, bringing his hands up to his heart.

“Oh he’s so dreamy.” Kurt played along. Blaine laughed and made to stand up but instantly clutched his stomach, groaning. Kurt hurried to his side.

“Blaine are you okay? What is it? Are you gonna throw up again?” He asked in a rush as he gripped Blaine’s arm so he wouldn’t fall. Blaine didn’t answer right away. He waited for the pain on his stomach to come and go. Once it did he sighed and straightened up, placing a hand over Kurt’s and holding it tight. He gave his boyfriend a shaky smile.

“I’m okay and no more throwing up I promise.” Kurt sighed in relief and helped Blaine out of the tub. Kurt gave him his towel and his fresh P.j.’s to change into while he drained the tub and mopped up the puddle of water Blaine left on the floor. While Blaine dressed, Kurt tried his best to keep his eyes on the puddle in front of him and not on the smooth lines of his boyfriends back or the way his mussels would move and shift under his wonderfully tanned skin.

“Kurt are you listening to me?” Kurt shook his head and looked but at Blaine who somehow got dressed without his realizing.

“What?” Blaine laughed.

“You checkin me out again Sweets?” Blaine asked raising an eyebrow. Kurt blushed and refocused on cleaning the puddle.

“No, I wasn’t. I was just making sure you uh...weren’t going to fall.” Kurt finished cleaning up the water and tossed the mop into the now drained tub.

“Uh huh. Sure.” Blaine winked at him.

“Oh shut up you.” Kurt said pushing at Blaine’s shoulder so he would walk out toward the bedroom. Blaine laughed and took Kurt’s hand in his, leading him to the bed. He stopped when he walked past the dresser.

“Whats that?” He asked. Kurt noticed the excitement in his eyes. Kurt smiled and left his head rest on Blaine’s shoulder.

“That my dear is the TV.” Blaine chuckled.

“Yes, I know that, but Kurt, you hate having a TV in your room.”

“I do, but I like having you in my room and I know how much you love to snuggle up in bed and watch your sick movie so I moved the TV from the living room in here.” Kurt explained and kissed his cheek. Blaine turned his head and grinned at Kurt.

“You’re the best.”

“I know.” Kurt shrugged and moved to the side of the bed Blaine was sleeping on before. “Come on.” He said patting the bed. Blaine walked over and laid down. Kurt tucked him in and kissed his forehead.

“I’m just gonna go put the soup away and I’ll be right back to watch with you okay?” Blaine nodded and took the remote from Kurt’s hand.

“Love you.” Blaine’s voice was soft and quite as if he was about to fall asleep.

“Love you.” Kurt lent down again and kissed his temple.

Kurt finished making the soup and spooned it into a large bowl to put in the fridge. He picked up the phone and dialed his dad’s number thinking it would be a good idea to let him know what happen when he hung up on him.

“Is everything okay?” His father’s gruff voice answered.

“Everything is fine dad.” Kurt explained what happen earlier and laughed when his heard his father let out a huge sigh of relief.

“You had me worried for a while there kiddo.”

“Sorry dad.”

“It’s all right kid. Say is uh...is Blaine up? Can I talk to him?” Kurt made a confused noise.

“You want to talk to Blaine? What are you guys best friends now?” He joked but started to the bedroom anyway.

“Hey back off. We got pretty close sense you’ve been gone so yes I would say we’re friends.” His dad answered defensively. “Thats not weird is it? You don’t have a problem with it do you?” His tone had change to concern instantly.

“No dad it’s fine really. I’m glad you two are getting along so well.” Blaine gave his boyfriend a big warm smile as he walked into the bedroom.

“Dad wants to talk to you.” He said, returning the smile. Blaine took the phone from Kurt’s outstretched hand.

“Burt! How are you?”

“Kid I think I should be asking you that.” Burt laughed. Blaine figured Kurt must have told him what happen.

“I’ll be fine. I got a super cute nurse looking after me.” He threw a wink in Kurt’s direction and watched the color in his face rise.

“Yeah you just focus on getting better all right?”

“Will do Burt.” He laughed. Kurt gave him a look that asked what was going on. Blaine just waved him off.

“Hey Little B, you remember that thing you were gonna check on for me while you’re there? Hows that looking?” Blaine watched out of the corner of his eye, Kurt was swaying his hips and humming along to the song playing from the movie while he picked up some clothes from the floor, a bright smile on his face.

“We have absolutely nothing to worry about Big B.” Kurt turned around at this and gave Blaine a look. Blaine shrugged his shoulders and mouthed ‘what.’

“Good to hear. Now you get better and have a great time okay? Call me later on with you flight info and Carol and I will come pick you up at the airpot.”

“You got it Burt. I’ll talk to you soon.”

“All right Little B have fun. Love you both.” Blaine drew a shaky breath. He still wasn’t used too the affection Burt showed him.

“Love ya too Big B.” Blaine could almost hear Burt smiling on the other end before he hung up. Kurt stood at the end of the bed with his hands on his hips.

“Big B?” He asked.

“What?”

“Please don’t tell me your Little B” Blaine just smiled. “Oh you are aren’t you? You guys have nicknames.”

“The guys at the shop made it up.” Blaine said with a shrug. Kurt just shook his head and crawled into bed next to Blaine, sitting back against the headboard. He put his arm around Blaine’s shoulder and pulled him in close so Blaine’s head was resting on his chest.

“I think it’s cute.” He said, running his fingers through the thick curls. Blaine warped his arms around Kurt’s middle and held him close. “You guys have a bromance.” He laughed making Blaine’s head bounce a little. Blaine tilted his head to look up at Kurt.

“He said he loves me Kurt.” Kurt smiled at his boyfriend and brushed some of his curls off his forehead.

“Thats because he does love you Blaine.”

“It’s just not something I’m used to, you know a loving father and all.” Kurt’s heat ached at Blaine’s words. He knew how cold hearted his father was towards him and how much Blaine always wanted a relationship with his father like Kurt had with his own.

“Okay we are not letting this happen. No sad faces, I love you, Dad loves you, Carol loves you hell I’m almost positive Finn loves you.” Blaine laughed. “You have too many people who love you too be sad and droopy so stop it.” Blaine smiled t him and leaned up on his elbows.

“I love you.” His eyes shined.

“I love you too. Now lay down and watch your movie.” Kurt darted forward and pressed a quick kiss to his lips and leaned back to watch the movie.

*************

Rachel came home at around 6’ o’clock. She walked into the apartment to find no one. Everything was still and she could hear music coming from Kurt’s bedroom. She dropped her bag by the door and hung up her coat. As she walked to her bedroom she poked her head into the Kurt’s open door. What she saw was the two boys cuddled up close together and the TV replaying the menu for Enchanted.

She had to hold her hand over her mouth to hold back the excited squeal that tried to break free. She stepped into the room and over to the TV and shut it off. She carefully pulled the blanket out from under them and she covered the sleeping couple. Rachel leaned over a placed a very soft kiss to each of their cheeks and left the room quietly, shutting the light off as she went.

**********

Kurt woke up at 9:30. He was hot a slightly sweaty. The blanket they had been laying on before was now draped over them. Rachel, he thought. She must have come home and done it. He stretched and wigged his way out of Blaine’s arms. Blaine groaned in his sleep and his arms in search for Kurt but only found his pillow which he clutched to his chest. Kurt changed into his pajama pants and one of Blaine’s hoodies.

He walked out to the kitchen deciding on doing the dishes he used from making the soup earlier. He stood at the sink his sleeves pushed up to his elbows and got to cleaning.

Blaine woke up to an empty bed. He stretched and scratched the back of his head. He could hear the faint sound of water running and Kurt’s soft singing. He crawled out of bed taking the sheet with him, warping it around himself like a cloak. He stumbled out of the room and toward to kitchen. There he found Kurt swaying his hips as he did the dishes and singing softly just above a whisper.

“How do I know he loves me?
How do I know he's mine?

Well, does he leave a little note to tell you, you are on his mind?
Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey? Heyy!

He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday
That's how you know, that's how you know!
He's your love...“

Blaine couldn’t wipe the grin off his face as he walked up behind Kurt and warped his arms around him and hooked his chin over his shoulder.

“Holy crap Blaine! Don’t do that. You scared the shit out of me.” Kurt complained but continued to wash. Blaine chuckled and muttered a sorry before pressing a kiss to the back of his neck.

Blaine let his eyes slip shut and his arms tighten around Kurt’s waist. He stood there leaning slightly into his boyfriend as he finished the dishes, neither one of them saying anything. Kurt continued to hum the song and Blaine felt himself start to drift off.

Kurt could feel Blaine leaning heavier on his back meaning he was falling asleep. He quickly finished up the dishes and wiped his hands off on the towel before carefully turning in Blaine’s arms.

He let his arms slide around Blaine’s middle and hold him close.

“Back to bed.” He whispered softly into the side of the Blaine’s head. A humming sound was made in confirmation. Kurt guided Blaine back to the bedroom making sure to shut off all the lights as he went. When they reached the bed he gently pushed Blaine back into it and crawled in next to him.

Blaine’s arms instantly found their way to Kurt and pulled him in close so he could burry his face in Kurt’s neck. He breathed in deep and and held him tighter.

“Thanks for taking care of me sweets. Love you.” His words were muffled by Kurt’s skin but he heard it anyway. Kurt brought a hand up to tangle in the unruly curls a top his boyfriends head.

“I’ll always take care of you Blaine. I love you too.” He watched as a lazy smile over took Blaine’s face and he pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

“Goodnight my love.” Blaine was already asleep.