Author's Note: This is a really short one, but i hope that everyone likes

On the way to the hospital, Lima was strangely "free", Blaine noted, looking at the glass on the passenger side. It seemed that if was a "normal" day, would have several cars and transit, but not today, not now, not for the Blaine's chagrin. This was not his plan, he thought, staring at a couple walking in the street while they stopped at the sign, in fact, this would never be his plan, ever. His fight with his father, Boomer disappeared, 'God, what will happened to him?' Blaine sighed heavily running his hands through his hair, which was gel-free at the time, but still had stuff in there and he didn't want to think so much about it because he didn't want to start freaking out in front of Kurt. Kurt? Kurt!
Now changing his gaze, his eyes staring at the boy beside him, this beautiful guy who decided to help a "stranger" who said that it was his boyfriend, in the middle of the night, HA! This is so Kurt. Blaine thought with a little smile playing on his lips, but dying very quickly. It was not for him to know about it, at least not like thi -
"Hey, is everything okay?" Kurt asked, running a hand on Blaine's shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah ... I'm fine"
"Okay" He said, making the car get moving, making the two boys back to silence of their thoughts.

"Hey space boy" Kurt said with a smile, snapping his fingers in front of the eyes of smaller boy beside him, "Welcome back to reality"
Blaine blinked several times, trying to make his eyes to adjust, or better, his mind get used again, it was a long time lost in his own world.
"Are we there yet?" Asked lost.
"Yeah B, we are here."
"O-Okay"
"C'mon," Kurt said, getting out of the car, and opening the door for Blaine "Let's go"
The smaller boy smiled, remembering the words he said to Kurt just before their first performance really together in the Warblers.
"C'moooooooon, Do not be lazy," Kurt said, taking Blaine's hand and pulling, bringing a only scream to the lips of the boy sitting in front of him. The problem was that Blaine wasn't in the best conditions for the lowest type of "pull."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry"
"I'm fine" Blaine murmured, almost inaudible.
"Let's go to the hospital, I'll help you get there, no more pull things" said smiling "pinky promise"
"C'mon Kurt, let's go home," whispered wearily.
"Blaine," said the tallest boy in a tone of authority, "You're not fine, you can barelly say a thing!"
"Kurt, please," Blaine looked down, he didn't want bring Kurt to his problems, much less fight with him now, but if he entered that hospital questions would be asked, questions for which he has no answers now.
"Blaine," Kurt gently took the side of Blaine's face, making him look. "They can help you"
"Please"
"But"
"Please, Kurt. "Blaine said firmly.
"Okay then, but you will tell me EVERYTHING" Kurt said slowly, not looking away from the eyes of curly-haired boy. "Deal?"
"But ..."
"Deal?... Blaine, my dad will want to know what happened to you, I WANT TO Know pretty much too" The older boy whispered seriously, still staring at Blaine, waiting for a answer.
"Deal," Blaine said, and Kurt gave a little kiss on his forehead before returning to his post in the car.
"Look, I will not force you to go to a hospital, or anything like that. But you'll have to let me take care of you, please Blaine"
"Yeah ... I-I'll, Thanks" whispered Blaine while Kurt could start the car again.