"I don't understand how I didn't get in. How did I not get in?" Kurt sobbed, clinging to Blaine. "She said I was amazing. I--I--Why don't I ever get a break?" He started shaking as sobs racked his body.
"Shh, baby, shh," Blaine whispered, tears filling his eyes as he felt Kurt falling apart. "We'll figure something out. It'll be okay."
"I--I--Why didn't they p-pick me?" he choked out. "Why does Rachel get everything?"
"It'll be okay, shhh, shhh," Blaine continued, holding the taller man tightly. "We'll be okay." Kurt continued to fall apart in his arms until he had cried himself to sleep. Blaine felt his body relax next to him and slowly slipped out of his arms to go into the bathroom with his phone. He quickly dialed and Burt picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?"
"Burt, Kurt's with me."
"Did he open his NYADA letter? Are you guys celebrating?" Blaine could hear the smile in the older man's voice through the phone.
"He--he didn't get in."
"I'm sorry, did you just say he didn't get in? I thought he said his audition went flawlessly. How could he not get in?"
"I--I don't know, sir," Blaine choked up, tears filling his eyes once more.
"Is he okay?" Burt asked after a few moments of silence in which Blaine could've sworn he heard something that sounded like Burt throwing a heavy object across the room in frustration.
"Not--not really, sir. He's just cried himself to sleep. He's really broken up about it, but you know him, he puts on a brave face for everyone but us."
"Just--just stay with him, Blaine. He can stay there tonight, if he wants, just let me know. I can't believe this."
"I know, sir. I'm still in shock myself. He held it together until we got here, I think he was in shock."
"So, I take it Rachel didn't get in either?"
"No, sir. Rachel got accepted."
Blaine heard a few choice curse words come out of Burt's mouth before "Sorry, sorry, I just---I swear he just can't get a break."
"Blaine?!" Kurt cried out in a panicked voice from the other room.
"I've gotta go, sir. He just woke up, I just wanted you to know he was here."
"Take care of him, please."
"Blaine?" Kurt called out again, panic rising in his voice.
"I will. Bye," Blaine hung up the phone as he ran back over to the bed. "I'm right here, baby."
Kurt hugged him tightly as he sat back down on the bed. "I thought you'd left me," he whispered in a shocked voice.
"No, baby, it must've been a nightmare. I'd never leave you." Blaine shushed him, laying him back down on the bed, moving to spoon against his back. "I'll always be here."
"I love you," Kurt said, almost like a question.
"I love you, too, baby," Blaine replied, pulling him in close to his chest and softly kissing his hair. "I love you, too." Blaine moved his right leg, twisting it between Kurt's so that they were completely wrapped in each other, hoping it would reassure him of his presence.
"Did you call my dad?" Kurt timidly asked. "Did you tell him?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Thank you. I--I don't know if I would've been able to face his disappointment," and just like that, he was dissolved back into tears as Blaine held him tightly, whispering comforting words, and trying to hold back his own tears.
"We'll get through this," he whispered over and over.