I put a little of Kurt thoughts because let's say That this in third person so i guess i can, right? lol But tell me your thoughts.
And i just DECIDED that will have Klaine YAY, but i still dont have idea about Dalton or Mckinley, so, help me on that.

They made their way for Kurt's house, both in this deadly silence in the car, Blaine avoiding all attempts of Kurt to start a conversation. Kurt was worried about Blaine, not only now, but for while ago. When they were making out, he could see the marks on the perfect body of his boyfriend, or on the Glee Club, he groaning in pain for not be able to make the dance move, or be too much for him, now it might make sense. The countertenor took a good look at the boy beside him, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, what did you got into B? He thought.
Kurt stopped the car in front of his house and looked at Blaine who had his head leaning against the glass with eyes closed, sleeping, dropping slow breaths, in this state he was so quiet and restful that Kurt didn't want to wake him up, no way, to return to this new reality, that only "god" knows what happened.

"Hey B?" Shaking the smaller boy's shoulder.
"W-what"
"Hey wake up, sleepy head"
"Where am i?" Blaine asked confused, finding Kurt's eyes.
"In my house, don't worry," Kurt said trying to reassure Blaine "Come on, it's freezing out here"
"O-ookay"
Kurt went to find Blaine in the other side of the car opening the door.
"Ohhh, really, how can you be already asleepy ?" Kurt said looking at the lead singer sitting in the passenger seat. "Blaine, I can't just load you up inside."
"C'mon, please," Kurt said softly, shaking his shoulder again.
"Hmmm'kay" Blaine moaned softly, and put both legs out of the car and taking the first step, almost falling out of the car.
"Hey, calm down," Kurt said to Blaine holding him by the waist, preventing him from falling.
Putting Blaine's arms wrapped on his neck,resting a hand on his back and the other one holding the legs of the younger boy, carried him to the door, laughing a little of the situation that the two are now.
When Kurt was searching for the keys in his pocket, concentrated in not let Blaine fall at the same time, the door opened and they were welcome by his father.
Burt was in his pajamas with his arms crossed at his stomach and a stern look on his face, probably already with a speech about 'not be out by this time,' when he saw the boy in the arms of his son.
"Wha -" he began but he was cut by Kurt.
"He is sleeping dad, wait a second," Kurt said, looking at his father's eyes, to see if he could keep going or not. Burt just nodded and went into the kitchen.
"Thanks," Kurt whispered with a smile, leaving Blaine on the couch where his father was apparently sleeping waiting for him, and covering him. Then he went to the kitchen, following his father.
When he entered, he glanced at Burt, who made the gesture for him to sit.
They were both already sitting for a while, Kurt would open his mouth to speak occasionally, but would close quickly, what the heck would he say to his father? He thought, meeting the eyes of the older man, what would he say when neither him knews what's going on, he is a terrible boyfriend.
Burt approached his son and held his two hands, which were shaking. "Kurt, buddy, what happened?"
Kurt looked down, giggled nervously, feeling his wet eyes. "I don't know" he whispered.
"What?" Burt said confused.
"I DONT KNOW" Kurt screamed rising up and waking through the kitchen, forgetting the other people who lived in the house were asleep in this moment. "I DONT HAVE A CLUE, AND THAT, SEE HIM LIKE THAT, IT'S KILLING ME" Kurt replied breathless.
"Come here," Burt said, rising and going to the place where his son was that had red eyes and tears streaming down and hugged him.
"I just -"
"Shh, hey, we gonna find out, everything's gonna be alright" Burt said, "Now, rest a bit, because tomorrow will be a long day."
"I'm not sleeping tonight, at all, i will take care of him" said Kurt determined.
"No Kurt, in this state you will not be helping anyone, get some rest, I take care of him" He finished, seeing the look on the face of his son "Kurt, room, now"
"Okay, but"
"Kurt .."
"Okay dad," Kurt said going toward his room, putting his headphones, lying on his bed not bothering to change the outfit and closed his eyes.

Btw, In the next will be back for our lovely Blainers... keep tuned :)