This was something I came up with a while ago that I thought would be a good idea to carry out. There are two chapters so far, and more should be coming!

Blaine woke up to the sound of coughing coming from next to him. It was quiet though, more like a wheeze.
Turning in his bed, he saw the small shape of his boyfriend cuddling under the blankets, shivering. When he had fallen asleep, Kurt was right next to him, holding him around the waist. How on earth did he get over there?
Quickly glancing at his clock, seeing that it was 6 in the morning, time to get ready for class, Blaine threw the blanket off of himself and walked up to Kurt's bed.
Seeing that Kurt was actually up, staring at the wall, Blaine slipped in next to him, pulling him up onto his lap.
Kurt looked terrible(At least as terrible as someone as cute as Kurt can get.) He was still shivering and looked really tired. Worried about getting sick by kissing him on the mouth and getting sick, Blaine settled for a light kiss on the forehead while rubbing his back in gentle circles.
"B-Blaine?" He heard Kurt wheeze out softly.
"Yeah baby, I'm here." He felt Kurt's forehead and he was really hot. "Listen, I'm going to go get the thermometer. You need to lay down, okay?"
"Okay."
He put Kurt's limp body back onto the bed, then hustled to their bathroom to find the thermometer. Once he found it, he quickly rushed back to his boyfriend to take his temperature. "Just sit still for a minute Kurt." Kurt groaned as Blaine put the cold metal under his tongue. When the thermometer gave a shrill beep, Blaine took it out to read the number. "You're burning up! It says 102 degrees."
"Okay. Can I sleep now?" Kurt grumbled, pulling the blanket over his face.
Blaine chuckled and said, "Yes you can, but I need to go to class-"
"No!" Kurt screeched, hopping up. He grabbed Blaine by the waist and pulled him to the bed. He pulled Blaine closer and snuggled closer, muttering "Don't go Blaine! Please, I want you to stay here with me." He coughed while Blaine patted him on the back.
How could Blaine say no to him? "Fine, but let me at least get your homework and soup."
Finally having stopped hacking up his guts, Kurt said "Alright, but no-"
"No chicken noodle, I know, I know," Blaine cut him off with a grin. "Your mom used to make it and no one else can make it right except you. I'll get you your favorite."
"Broccoli and cheese?" Kurt questioned with a small grin.
"Yep," he replied, kissing him on the cheek and getting off of their bed.
"I love you Blaine." Kurt whispered, and Blaine couldn't tell if he was asleep or not. Just in case, he said "I love you too" before walking out the door.

After running to the local Panera bread and arguing with half of his teachers about the homework and skipping class, Blaine stumbled into the room with full arms.
Kurt was still in bed, fast asleep, and Blaine stopped himself from slamming the door. He walked over to bed, set everything down, and as quietly as he could, closed the door. He hissed "shh" when it clicked closed. Chuckling silently at himself for shushing a door, he went to the small microwave to heat up Kurt's soup.
Once the food was ready, Blaine approached the bed to wake Kurt up. Really not wanting to disturb him, Blaine lightly poked him on the shoulder. When he didn't wake up, he poked Kurt again. He still didn't wake up, so Blaine started whispering "Kurt, honey, wake up!" In a sing-song voice.
Kurt slowly came to, glancing up at Blaine with glazed eyes. He closed them again and muttered, "Oh Blaine. Are you singing to me?"
He felt the momentary panic subsiding and laughed. "Yes I am. I have your soup for you." He sat on the edge of the bed. Kurt grumbled in protest, but Blaine wouldn't take no for an answer, making him sit up.
"Up you go," he huffed as Kurt purposely let his body go limp and his arms dangle at his sides. "You're such a child." Blaine said, stifling a laugh.
"You love me and you know it," Kurt replied breathily.
"I do."
Kurt moaned as Blaine tried spooning the warm soup into his mouth.
"'M not hungry Blaine," Kurt said in a feeble voice.
"Just eat," Blaine said in response, still giving him more soup. He knew that he was force-feeding Kurt, but he needed to eat or else he wouldn't get better, so he pushed the thought away. The complaints stopped after a while, at least until Kurt had finished half of the soup and pushed it away.
"Blaine, no more, I'm gonna-" before Blaine could proccess what was even happening, Kurt's cheeks blew up and then he heaved, puking all over the floor and Blaine's outfit. He stopped and Blaine looked around, trying not to show how disgusted he was.
Just in case Kurt had to throw up again, Blaine carried Kurt to the bathroom, setting him down on the tile floor. He procceeded to walk into the bedroom with his stained clothes. He changed out of the blazer and pants, trying not to puke himself, then put on his pajama pants. He grabbed a pillow and blanket, then walked into the bathroom. Kurt was hunched and dry heaving over the toilet.
"I'm-I need-to-puke but-there's-nothing-to puke out!" Kurt said in between bucks.
Blaine laid the the blanket on the floor and sat on it. Once Kurt had calmed down, he was pulled against his bare chest.
"I'm sorry." Kurt said sadly. "Oh no. Your clothes!"
"It's fine." Blaine said.
"But they're ruined! That's a shame," he croaked. "I really loved the blazer." He added with a smile.
Blaine chuckled and kissed him on the forehead as he got more limp in his arms, muttering "Night" before starting to lightly snore. Deciding to let him sleep for a little bit, Blaine set Kurt down quickly to get his ipod and headphones. When he set him back onto his chest, Kurt groaned and wrapped his feeble arms around Blaine's waist.
Placing the pillow behind his head, Blaine turned the ipod on, turning it down when he thought it might wake Kurt up. He slowly nodded his head to the beat, stroking Kurt's hair and making him moan in his sleep.
Eventually, Blaine fell into unconciousness as well, resting his head on Kurt's and sliding down to the floor