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Blaine woke up early the next morning to see his boyfriend and best friend curled up around him on the bed, still sleeping blissfully. The smile on his lips faltered as the memories of the previous night returned to him. Shaking his head he tried to focus on the two people next to him, to revel in the comforting hold of his two best friends while he could.

Santana shifted slightly next to him, mumbling something in her sleep. Blaine smiled at the peaceful expression on her face. People at McKinley never would have predicted Santana to be one of his closest friends, but yet she was.

It had all started when the gloomy Ohio weather had forced Kurt and Blaine to retreat inside for a movie, cancelling their plans for a picnic in Blaine’s large back garden. Kurt had ended up leaving his phone on Blaine’s carpet from where they had been curled up on his rug. Santana had called Kurt’s phone after an argument with Brittany, trying to figure out if what she felt for Brittany was something more than she expected. That was how the next day, Blaine found himself sitting at one of the small corner tables of the Lima Bean, having a rather cryptic conversation with Santana. Ending in the two of them realising they had far more in common than they originally thought.

From there their friendship had grown. Blaine had become the person Santana would turn to, or call if she and Brittany had a fight, and Santana had done the same for Blaine. Blaine thought back to the time Santana had arrived at his house, tubs of ice cream in hand, after he and Kurt had fought, leaving both of them angry and alone until they realised just how stupid they had been. Both Blaine and Santana had spent that night curled up on Blaine’s bed watching old F.R.I.E.N.D.S episodes until they fell asleep.

Blaine had been lying there thinking for about half an hour when he heard a faint knock at the door, and looked up to see Burt entering.

“Hey Blaine, I’m surprised you’re up, do you need anything? I can go and get your pain medication if you need it?” Burt asked looking concerned.

“Oh, no, I’m fine, all that sleep really helped.” He replied with a smile. He was telling the truth, he was still in pain but the vast amounts of sleep he had had over the past two days really had helped, and even though it had been painful to get off his chest, telling Kurt and Santana what had happened, did make him feel a bit better too.

“Ok,” Burt said with a nod analysing Blaine’s face. “I just came to wake these two, I know Dalton doesn’t go back until next week, but McKinley opened today. Finn already left, and I called Dr Lopez to see if he was ok with Santana skipping today to look after you with Kurt, at least until your parents get back, which should be at about ten o’clock this morning.” Blaine nodded at Burt’s words, and watched as he tried to wake up the two sleeping teens beside Blaine on the bed.

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An hour later, Blaine was on the couch in the Hudmel front room, Santana was finishing getting dressed in Kurt’s room, and Kurt was making the three of them pancakes for breakfast, on Blaine’s request of course. As Santana came down the stairs and took a seat on the floor by the couch near to where Blaine’s head was Kurt entered carrying a tray which held an enormous stack of pancakes, three clean plates, maple syrup, fresh fruit and whipped cream. Blaine and Santana could feel their mouths starting to water just looking at them. The three of them ate in silence until all the pancakes had gone, the television playing some random tv show quietly in the background.

“I still feel really bad that you’re both skipping school for me.” Blaine started to stay.

“Don’t be silly Blainers, it’s the first day back after Christmas vacation. We aren’t going to miss anything. Besides, even if we do, it’s McKinley the work isn’t exactly hard.” Santana replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, as Kurt nodded in agreement.

“Besides, I for one would much rather be spending the day with my lovely boyfriend.” Kurt continued, Santana rolling her eyes and coughing something that sounded suspiciously like ‘sap’ to Blaine.

Blaine still looked sceptically at the two of them. “Both our dad’s gave us the ok to skip school to be with you. It’s one day Blaine. Anyway, I think we all needed the extra sleep, the amount of worry you put us through.” Kurt said with a wink, as Blaine looked as though he was about to start apologising again. Chuckling Kurt leaned over from his seat on the chair next to Blaine and pressed a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth making him smile and forget the conversation for now.

While they waited for Blaine’s parent’s, who had called earlier saying they were in their car on their way over, the three of them discussed a possible shopping trip and make over for Santana, who had decided her hair was getting too long and she was bored of it.

“I say you should get bangs cut in, have it feathered at the front and cut to just below you’re shoulders!” Kurt exclaimed, gesturing wildly at Santana. While Blaine sat back and laughing at the manic expression that had appeared on his boyfriend’s face. This conversation continuing with Santana shooting down some of Kurt’s more extreme ideas, but nowhere near as viciously as she normally would have.

Santana smiled nudging Kurt and gesturing to where Blaine was sat looking at the two of them.

“You ok there Blainers?” Santana asked casually, but Blaine could hear the hint of worry in her voice.

“Yeah,” He replied smiling, “I was just listening, thinking.” Blaine said, receiving a worried glance from Kurt. “Not about that,” Blaine clarified, “about you two, I’m so lucky to have both of you. I don’t think I’d be able to cope with this if I didn’t have you.” Blaine finished, blinking as tears began to form in his eyes.

With two simultaneous “Awwws” coming from both Kurt and Santana, Blaine was carefully pulled into a soft hug by the two of them. The three only broke apart when the doorbell rang.

“That’ll be your parents,” Kurt said pecking Blaine on the lips as he went to get the door. From the front room Blaine and Santana could hear Kurt’s muffled conversation from the hallway.

“Honestly Cristina, you never could have known any of this was going to happen.” Kurt said to a slightly frazzled looking Cristina Anderson.

“I already told her that Kurt.” Richard Anderson said as he walked in behind them looking equally as tired as his wife but laughing quietly at the exchange between his wife and his son’s boyfriend.

Santana stood up to make room for Blaine’s parent near their son. “Oh, Blaine.” Cristina gasped as she took in Blaine’s black eye, bruised cheek and the various scratched scattering his face. She moved forward combing her fingers through a protesting Blaine’s hair.

“I’m fine mum! I took my medication; I’m not even in pain.” Blaine said as he continued to try to bat his mother’s hand away.

“Are you sure, Blaine?” Richard asked from where he was surveying his son, a worried expression on his face, which eased slightly as Blaine nodded. “And are you going to be ok to travel back home with us?” He asked the concern for his son clear in his voice.

“Honestly dad, I’m fine.” Blaine replied with a smile. His dad gave a small nod and turned to Santana and Kurt.

“Oh, Santana, dear, I didn’t see you there,” he said as he recognised the girl who had frequently visited their house over the past few months. “Are you two coming back with us now, or heading over later on?” he asked the two of them with a smile.

“Is it ok if you come by later?” Blaine asked before the other two could reply to Mr Anderson’s first question. “It’s just I think it’d be easier to explain everything on my own first.”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”Kurt answered, looking slightly hurt, but he understood. Blaine needed to talk to his parents about what had happened alone, and he probably wanted to do so as soon as possible. Santana nodded to his answer, the same thoughts going through her head.

“And...” Blaine emphasised, “This means you don’t have to miss the whole day of school for me.” He finished with a smile, only to receive a roll of the eyes from Santana, and an unimpressed look from Kurt.

“Okay, do you want to come over at about half five, and we’ll get take out. Its comfort food and I don’t really feel like cooking.” Cristina said as she moved over to Kurt and Santana who nodded before being pulled into tight hugs as Richard helped Blaine carefully to his feet.

“See you tonight,” Richard said as he started to lead Blaine to the door. “And thank you, for everything.” He said with a grateful look as he patted both Kurt and Santana on the arm as they all walked out the room, helping Blaine slowly to the Anderson’s car.