As soon as Trent heard that Blaine was in hospital he knew he had to do something, he hadn't wanted to go along with all this in the first place. He grabbed his phone tapping out a text to a few of the other Warblers. Trent couldn't imagine the hostility he would face from Blaine and Kurt, all he knew was that he needed to make this right.
-

Kurt tucked the black and red blanket snugly around Blaine's legs.

“Kurt, you don't need to do that, I'm not paralysed you know.” Kurt just pressed a tender kiss to Blaine's forehead and settled himself in the leather armchair.

“No, just partially blind, even if it is temporary if I can't mother you a bit now then when can I?” Blaine let his head fall back onto the headboard and sighed deeply as his phone vibrated yet again.

“Is that them again?” Kurt shot a look so intense at the phone Blaine was surprised it wasn't reduced to cinders.

“Probably, I stopped looking at it an hour ago. I'm just not in the right frame of mind to deal with them right now. Even if they're genuinely apologetic I know I'll just get mad at the moment.” Blaine glanced over at Kurt as his boyfriend raised an eyebrow at him.

“And why not? Don't they deserve to be shouted at? If I see them I will not be responsible for my actions.”

“Yeah well, that won't help, in fact it'll probably make things worse.” Blaine paused for a second thinking. “ I know it's stupid, but I don't want to lose those guys completely – well I wouldn't mind Sebastian disappearing, but... They were there for me when I really needed someone, I guess that's why I'm so mad.” The eye that wasn't covered looked so broken and dejected that Kurt could feel his heart breaking for Blaine. He crawled onto the bed snuggling into Blaine's warmth. They lay there for a while just enjoying each others company.

-

Later that night Kurt sat in the chair reading to Blaine quietly. Blaine's phone had been silent for a while now, but Kurt continued to glare at it every so often. Blaine's Mom checked in on them at six and informed them to let her know if they needed anything. She had left them alone since then, so both boys were surprised when there was a soft knock at the door. Kurt raised his head frowning slightly while Blaine called for whoever it was to come in. The door opened to reveal a group of very nervous looking Warblers. Blaine sat up straighter in bed and reached for Kurt's hand.

“What the hell do you want?” The quiet seething anger in Blaine's voice was enough to make Kurt's head snap round to look at him. Trent stepped tentatively into the room, stopping a good foot away from the end of Blaine's bed.

“Um, well, you didn't reply to any of our texts and I wanted to be able to apologise, so we came here; your Mom let us in.” Trent fidgeted and glanced nervously to the rest of the Warblers who remained huddled round in the doorway. Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand, offering whatever support and comfort he could while trying to control his own anger.

“Go ahead, please explain to me what possessed you to do something so idiotic, why you followed Sebastian. Please enlighten me as to what the hell made it okay in your minds to try and hurt someone that used to be one of you. You know you guys talk a pretty good game about zero tolerance, but really it's a load of bull.” Blaine's grip on Kurt was fierce, his good eye was dark and every inch of his face was painted in anger. Nick stepped forward, visibly swallowing. He had never seen Blaine so angry.

“Blaine, that wasn't meant for you, I mean I know that doesn't make it any better and I swear we didn't know about the salt, that was all Seb.” Blaine snorted causing Nick to take a step back.

“Is that seriously supposed to help? The fact that you didn't know about the salt makes it okay that you would turn on ex Warblers like that?” Blaine could feel the fury threatening to over take him, he kept a firm hold of Kurt, his warm grasp grounding him.

“No, we didn't think, Blaine I was already having second thoughts before we got there, but then I got caught up in everything and I guess I figured it was only slushie.” Kurt flinched visibly but remained silent. Another voice chimed in from the back of the group.

“Yeah and I mean Kurt wasn't in the Warblers that long. We didn't think it would be such a big deal.”

“No big deal? You guys knew Kurt transferred because of bullying, a couple of you knew all the details including how often he got slushied before and not one of you stopped to think that maybe the group he went to to find safety and acceptance had turned on him to inflict the same torture would bother him?!” Blaine was yelling now. He lowered his feet to the carpet, glaring at them.

“And in doing this didn't stop to think that it would piss me off. I love Kurt, you know this. What the hell happened to once a Warbler, always a Warbler? It doesn't matter if you're a Warbler for a day or a year, we are supposed to be like brothers, there to support each other, to stop shit like this happening. But somehow you turned on us not caring that maybe Sebastian's an idiot. The minute you turn on Kurt is the minute you turn on me. I don't care whether that slushie was meant for him or me. It's unacceptable to preach what you preach and then do something so disgusting to people who considered you friends.” Blaine slammed his free hand down on the bed in frustration, his eye flashing with anger. A few of the Warblers stepped closer to each other shifting apprehensively.

“Blaine, we're really sorry, I honestly didn't think it'd go this far. I wasn't thinking and I'm so sorry, I really am.” Nick's eyes were pleading, his hands running through his dark hair a little maniacally.

“Yeah I mean I get it if you hate us and don't want to speak to us, but we came to apologise. We should have stopped Seb, we should have realised the effect this would have, but we didn't. Yell at us all you want, we deserve it, but it isn't going to change what happened. Just know how sorry we are, how sorry I am – to both of you. I, I just don't know what else to say.” Trent looked toward the other Warblers and then to Kurt and Blaine. Blaine raised his head to look as Kurt searchingly before turning back to look directly at Trent.

“Sorry isn't good enough. An apology isn't going to make this OK again. I don't want to say we won't be friends any more because that seems childish and I can at least appreciate that you had the guts to come here. But it's going to take time to rebuild our trust. And I mean our. It's not just me you've burned bridges with, you have some serious work to do with Kurt too. And I wouldn't suggest approaching any of the New Directions right now either.” Trent ushered the other guys out of the room and turned back to Blaine and Kurt.

“I know you're angry right now, and you have every right to be, but I really am sorry.” Blaine opened his mouth to respond, but Kurt laid a gentle hand on his and stood facing Trent.

“Just go. If and when we decide to get in contact with you we will. I expected so much more from you guys. Blaine pretty much said everything. I just hope you realise the damage that's been done, not just the physical damage and the surgery Blaine will have to have. Just think twice before pulling anything like this again.” Kurt kept his gaze directed defiantly at Trent who nodded and left them alone. Kurt turned back to Blaine noticing the tiredness etched across his beautiful face. He climbed onto the bed, tugging Blaine with him. Blaine settled himself into Kurt's chest with a sigh. No words were needed. Word were for later. All he needed right now was Kurt and the knowledge that he loved him.