Kurt left the ICU, and almost immediately his mood improved (well, considering the situation he was already in). Everything about the intensive care wing made him feel depressed.
He didn't know exactly where the chapel was, so he decided to make a quick run back to the waiting room. Kurt hoped his family was finally there so they could let Blaine back to see him.
He didn't spot any of his relatives, but he did see several familiar faces. Rachel, Mercedes, Quinn and Puck were all huddled in Blaine's corner of the waiting room.
No one said a word. Blaine looked like a zombie from being awake and crying all night. Mercedes and Quinn cried quietly, each trying to comfort the other. Puck was barely keeping it together; he went back and forth between sitting, shaking his head and punching the wall every so often, until the receptionist threatened to call security.
Rachel seemed to be doing even worse than Puck, though. She stood a few feet away from the rest of them, hugging herself and trembling slightly. She wouldn't let anyone touch her or talk to her. When Mercedes finally tried to speak up, Rachel covered her ears and sat down, sobbing hysterically. It was painful for all of them, including Kurt, to watch.
The four of them had decided to leave Rachel alone for the time being, and it was quiet before Mercedes spoke up. Kurt moved closer to listen.
"Kurt better wake up soon," Mercedes said, and sniffled. She lowered her voice. "Rachel can't go to New York alone, not without her best friend. We all need him."
Blaine was still zoned out, and Kurt didn't think he was completely awake. Quinn nodded in agreement with Mercedes, and leaned in close to mumbled something Kurt didn't catch. Puck finally sat down after having another moment of panicking, and as he calmed down, he put in his own opinion.
"If Kurt doesn't wake up, Blaine's going to have a cow. Everyone knows they were going to last. Kurt was hella annoying in glee club half the time, but he and Finn were still my best bros. He and Blaine were the perfect couple."
Mercedes and Quinn agreed with him, and the conversation seemed to end at that. Kurt was surprised to hear them talk about him that way. He had admittedly thought about the idea of marrying Blaine on more than one occasion, but didn't know others, especially Puck of all people, supported them so much.
Seeing how Finn's death had affected him and Rachel was truly hard for Kurt to watch. He had lost his brother, but he also had to take into account that Puck had lost a best friend; Rachel had lost her boyfriend. Knowing that he wasn't the only one affected was both reassuring and heartbreaking.
Kurt knew if he died that his friends would be sad, of course. But would they really miss him that much? That was where he just didn't know. In ten years, would they remember him? How quickly would Blaine find someone else?
And hearing them talk about Kurt in past tense, like he was already dead, got to him the most. He was not dead. Not yet anyways. Leaving them was going to be the most painful thing he had ever done. Kurt wished he could tell them each how much he loved them, and just that he was there.
But his story wasn't over yet. Kurt hated to leave them, even just for a little while, but he knew he needed to stop procrastinating. He left the waiting room, followed all the signs and maps, and entered the chapel.
Author's Notes:
Writing this chapter gave me so many sads even though it's super short. Ugh. I hate getting emotional when I write.
Side note: Noah Puckerman is the biggest Klaine shipper.