Did that just really happen? Blaine couldn't help to think that this was some sort of sick and twisted fantasy he was having. The beginning of Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody blurted out in Blaine's mind for a second. He shook the song out of his head and reminded himself that no – this was indeed real. Blaine's heart was beating rapidly. He was so overjoyed at the fact that Kurt had actually said yes. If he wasn't in the cafeteria surrounded by a hundred students, he would've gotten up and screamed at the top of his lungs. Blaine automatically got up from his seat, and basically floated into the chair next to Kurt. He let out a sigh of relief which sounded like a quiet yawn. Comically just like in the movies, Blaine stretched his arms over his head and placed one around Kurt's shoulders. He looked over at Kurt, pleased beyond belief. "In that case..."

Kurt looked over at his handsome boyfriend. Did you hear that? His boyfriend! Kurt was just about as excited to be with Blaine, if not even more. A few weeks ago he had hit rock bottom. Behind forced into a kiss that he didn't want, feeling alone with nowhere to go or run to. But now he had someone who supported him. Most important of all, that someone was Blaine Anderson. Kurt let out a laugh as Blaine stretched his arm and laid it on his, "Well, I didn't know my boyfriend was Rico Suave." The word boyfriend sent goose bumps running down Blaine's arms. Kurt had just referred to Blaine as his boyfriend. Blaine nodded his head with a huge smile filling his face. "Boyfriend, I like that. I like that very much." Kurt thought Blaine was absolutely adorable. He couldn't help himself from laying a couple pecks against Blaine's cheek. "Blaine Anderson, my boyfriend. Mine, mine, mine." Blaine thought Kurt's sounded too cute. He sounded like a kindergartener selfishly claiming his own toy.

"You're right. I'm all yours, and only yours, as long as you want." Kurt laid his head softly on his boyfriend's shoulder. "Does that mean I can keep you forever?" Blaine was flattered by Kurt's word and yet, at the same time it made him shudder with a sense of nervousness. Kurt had this perfect image of Blaine but Blaine knew he couldn't match up to Kurt's high expectations. "I don't think you'd want to keep me forever." Kurt lifted his head up and stared at Blaine in disbelief. "Are we about to have our first fight?" He was kidding of course, he was just shocked. "Blaine Anderson, are you rejecting me? Do you not want to be with me forever?" Kurt looked away dramatically. Sassy Kurt wanted to be sassy, but all in good fun. "I understand I disgust you!" Blaine's jaw dropped in an instant. Regardless if Kurt was joking or not, he was going to make sure Kurt knew that Blaine thought he was sexy. "Kurt Hummel, how dare you? You are the sexiest man I have ever seen!" Within seconds, both of the boys were laughing. They were always laughing around each other.

Kurt and Blaine lost track of time and before they knew it, lunch was about to end. They got up from their table and threw their trash in the garbage. Unfortunately, Blaine and Kurt didn't have any other period together. It was just lunch beside their free third period. On the up side, The Warblers had practice today so they'd have a little more time to spend together. The boys walked out of the cafeteria and into the hallway. Blaine pulled Kurt close to his side, holding him by the waist. "So I'll see you at practice later?" Kurt looked down at Blaine. Blaine was just a tad bit shorter than his boyfriend. It didn't bother Blaine that he was shorter. Actually, he kind of liked it. A blushing Kurt turned to Blaine smiling. "As long as you'll be there." They walked to the end of the hallway where they parted ways every day. Their classes were the opposite way from each other. Blaine pulled Kurt into a tight, comfortable hug for a minute before he let go and parted from his boyfriend.

From then on, time progressed a bit slower than usual for Blaine. Blaine slumped to each of his classes, not paying attention to any of his professors. His mind was filled with Kurt and Warbler practice couldn't come sooner. Then again the excitement from this morning didn't exactly help the day pass by. Blaine still held some angst waiting for his classes to end. It had felt like forever since he was last with Kurt at lunch. He wasn't sure if this was good or bad, missing Kurt so much. Blaine didn't want to come off too clingy but he couldn't help it. He was so excited that he was finally with Kurt so when the last bell rang he jolted up out of his seat, gathered his belongings, and headed straight to practice.

He walked into the choir room filled with scattered Warblers. Blaine's eyes wandered, looking for the one he wanted to see the most – Kurt. He walked over to a vacant seat, sprawling his bag on it and placing his sweater on the seat next to it, saving it for Kurt of course. As he turned to look for his boyfriend, he was bombarded by two eager teens.

"So what happened? Tell us everything!" Wes immediately blurted out. "Don't skip any details either." David added quickly. Wes and David stood in front of Blaine, blocking his view. Blaine didn't want to be bothered until he found his boyfriend. He angled his head to the left to look around Wes' head. "If you two don't mind, I'm looking for my boyfriend." At that moment, Wes punched Blaine on the shoulder. It knocked Blaine to the side a bit, adjusting his stance. Wes wasn't aware of his strength, he never was. Before Blaine could get the littlest ouch out, Wes rejoiced. "Congrats! I never thought you'd actually get the balls to ask him!" David rolled his eyes casually, smiling in acceptance. "Thank god. I didn't think I could handle much more of your Kurt talk. If you weren't going to do something soon, I think I would've." Blaine was paying some sort of attention to Wes and David. He laughed at his friends' reactions to the great news but his eyes still fluttered around the room.

Where was Kurt? Blaine became nervous in that instant. Maybe I scared him off. I knew things happened too fast. I sounded too clingy. Fuck. He ditched practice to get away from me. Oh god, I'm some charity case! Blaine became sympathetic. He felt bad for himself. "So what happened?" David asked, awaiting Blaine's reply. Was David always so nosy? Before Blaine could answer and find Kurt, practice began. The Warblers meeting began with a discussion on what songs to sing for Regional's. Song selections were thrown out across the room. "Breakeven by The Script!" "No, something classic!" Blaine didn't care to comment, he was worried about Kurt. While massive hysteria broke loose amongst his fellow Warblers, Blaine picked up his phone. He might've came off clingy at this point but he didn't care. What if something happened to Kurt? "What happened to as long as you'll be there?" He pressed the send button and desperately waited for a reply from Kurt – but nothing. Blaine quietly excused himself from practice while the rest of The Warblers argued. All the shouting was giving him a headache.

He quickly headed up to the dorms. It was the only other place Kurt could've been. It's not like he had anywhere else to go. Blaine arrived at Kurt's door. A dry erase board hung from a nail that was centered. The board read "Kurt and Nick" in prompt cursive handwriting. It was obviously written by Kurt. His roommate Nick wasn't capable of writing that neatly. Hell, no one was. Blaine knocked softly, not to seem too impatient or anxious. "Kurt, Kurt are you in there?" He knocked once more but there was no answer. Blaine knew Nick wasn't there because he had baseball practice on Tuesdays and today was in fact, a Tuesday. He reached down at the door handle, turning it and shockingly the door was unlocked. Blaine didn't want to be intrusive but the door was unlocked. He opened the door slowly, calling for Kurt. "Kurt?" The room was vacant with no sign of Kurt but something was off. Walking over to Kurt's bedside, he noticed Kurt's phone was there. Kurt would never leave his room, let alone anywhere, without his phone. "Where is he? Blaine was close to giving up all hope and heading back to practice when he heard a sudden groan coming from the bathroom.

Intrigued by the random sound, he headed over to the bathroom. Blaine stood there torn. The door was shut. "Should I knock or..." He pressed his ear gently to the door, trying to listen. Various groans filled Blaine's ears. It sounded like someone was dying. Curious and a big worried, he was left with no other choice but to knock and hope it was Kurt on the other side of the bathroom door.

"Nick, please not now." Blaine immediately recognized Kurt's voice. However when Kurt responded to Blaine's knocking, his tone was weak and faint. Blaine tried to open the bathroom door and was successful. He laughed halfway opening it. "You should really start locking your doors, Kurt."

Blaine entered the bathroom none other to see Kurt sprawled out on the floor facing the toilet. That was it, Kurt was sick. A flash of relief shot through Blaine's body in an instant. "And I thought you were standing me up." Kurt turned his head away from the door and away from Blaine. "Oh god, what are you doing here?" Kurt placed his hands over his face to shield himself. Blaine crossed his arms, laughing. "I'm happy to see you too, babe." Kurt let out a loud groan that led to a whimper. "I didn't want you to see me like this." Blaine squatted down to his boyfriend, rubbing his back softly. "You had me worried. You didn't answer my text so I came looking for you." Kurt removed his hands from his face, still faced away from Blaine. "Phone, too far." As bad as he felt for his Kurt, he couldn't help to smile. Sick Kurt was adorable. At that second Kurt finally turned to Blaine, noticing him smiling. Kurt looked up at his boyfriend, literally kneeling to his aide. His face was paler than usual, which Blaine didn't think was possible. A watery eyed Kurt frowned. "Do I amuse you?" Blaine slid his hand from Kurt's back to his neck and continued rubbing. "You're adorable when you're helpless, you know that? Now what's wrong?"

Kurt's face turned from pale to green in a matter of seconds. Just in time, Kurt's face ended up in the toilet bowl that he filled with vomit. Quickly Blaine's hand went from Kurt's neck to his hair, holding it back. Thank god Blaine wasn't squeamish because if he was, he couldn't handle Kurt throwing up right now. With his other hand, he reached for a few pieces of toilet paper and handed it to Kurt who was slowing lifting his head from the toilet bowl. Kurt pressed the toilet paper to his mouth, wiping it off. Kurt only spoke now in what you could classify as a whisper. "Probably food poisoning." Blaine slightly pouted, feeling bad for his boyfriend. "Come on. Let's get you to the bed." Kurt threw the toilet paper in the bowl then looked at Blaine smirking. "Not before you buy me dinner." Blaine laughed in disbelief. How Kurt could make jokes while he was practically dying was beyond his belief.

Carefully he grabbed Kurt's arm, helping him up from the bathroom floor. Kurt was weaker than Blaine expected because while getting up he almost fell over. "Woah, woah, woah." Blaine caught Kurt, holding his weight up. "This is why I stayed on the floor." Blaine thought for a moment, realizing he only had one other option. He needed to get Kurt to into his bed. "Hold onto my neck." Without hesitation Kurt did so. Kurt felt too weak to argue right now. Still holding onto him, Blaine placed one arm behind Kurt's leg and another around his waist. He easily lifted Kurt up, carrying him bridal style which shocked Kurt at first, but then he simply laid his head to Blaine's chest. "I could get used to this." Blaine smiled carrying Kurt out of the bathroom and to his bed, gently placing him down. "Don't move."

Blaine left Kurt lying on his bed so he could return to the bathroom. He grabbed a pink washcloth he spotted on top of the sink. Turning on the cold water, he ran the washcloth underneath the faucet and shut it off. He twisted the cloth, rinsing any excessive water from it before he returned back to Kurt who was already underneath his covers. "This might be a tad bit cold but it'll help." He carefully placed the cold washcloth on Kurt's forehead. An "ah" escaped from a flushed Kurt Hummel's lips. Blaine bent down, placing a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek. "Is there anything else I can do to help?" Kurt looked up at his boyfriend. He saw concern and worry in Blaine's eyes which made Kurt feel a bit sad and reach for his hand. "You can go back to practice. It must be a zoo down there without you." Blaine laughed at how ironic the whole zoo reference was. Last time he remembered, the rest of the Warblers were arguing and they most likely still were. "Don't even start. They can live without me. On the other hand, it looks like you're barely living. Let me take care of you." Kurt played with Blaine's fingers, smiling. "And I appreciate you helping even if I do look like the walking dead. But go, The Warblers need you more than I do." Of course Kurt wanted Blaine to stay with him but he felt embarrassed. Blaine shook his head, squeezing Kurt's hand softly. "There's no place I'd rather be then right here beside you."