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Blaine sat up quickly, knocking something onto the floor. "Kurt!" He screamed, eyes clouded with sleepiness. He looked to Kurt's bed, wondering if he should get up. His eyes were still cloudy, so he couldn't see much, and he waited for them to clear up.

The bed next to him was empty.

"KURT!" Blaine shrieked, thrashing around now. No, he can't be-

"What?" An irritable voice called, and Blaine sharply turned. His boyfriend was there, staring at him as if he had a screw loose. He let out a happy cry and jumped up, nurses be damned, and pulled his IV over to run and give Kurt a kiss.

"But- the nurse," Kurt said between each kiss, chuckling lightly and looking around quickly.

"Who cares?" Blaine replied. "I thought I lost you." Kurt pulled his face so he would look at him, and he smiled sweetly.

"Why would you think that?" Kurt asked, rubbing a thumb along his cheek soothingly.

"I-" Blaine stuttered out, confused. "You, you were puking and they said- about your lungs." Kurt looked even more confused than him as he attempted to explain, gasping out fragments of sentences and looking at Kurt's face frantically.

"Blaine," he said silencing him quickly, covering his mouth with a finger. "Nothing happened, you've been sleeping this whole time, thrashing a little bit and keeping me up to be honest," he added with a chuckle, and dropping the finger from his mouth.

"So it was all a dream?" Blaine questioned, trying to figure it all out. Kurt was just shaking his head at him, trying not to laugh at his reaction, because he knew it would be rude. Blaine was so scared he wouldn't get to see that beautiful face again, so he started to tear up. Eyeing him, and smile wiping off of his face, Kurt pulled him into the bed next to him, and hugged him tightly.

"It's okay Blaine," Kurt muttered against his hair as it was rested on his chest. "The doctor says we're both fine and can go home soon, it's okay." He said this again and again, like a mantra, assuring Blaine that indeed, this was all real. That damn IV was being pulled again, and Blaine sat up, pulling Kurt with him.

Realizing something, Blaine looked at Kurt again, this time a bit angry. "Why didn't you wake me up if you knew I was having a bad dream?" he asked, and Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, I guess I should have thrown my hospital tray at you to wake you up," Kurt said, scoffing and also amused at Blaine's question. "You know I suck at throwing frisbees Blaine, I'd end up hitting a nurse in the face in the hallway."

Blaine blushed. "Right, sorry."

Laughing, Kurt went to pull him into a kiss again.

A crash rang through the room, and they jumped apart, looking at the door quickly. Standing in the doorway, his arms held out and frozen, was Jeff. On the floor was a tray and a whole assortment of food, and they were all over the place, some even reaching the floor near Kurt's bed.

"Sorry guys," Jeff said, still kind of frozen there, arms stuck out, and frowning. "I came to bring you food and I kinda bumped into the doorway on the way in." He shrugged quickly and leaned down to start picking up food.

Suddenly, Kurt broke into an obnoxiously loud laugh. Blaine actually hopped from the force of it. Kurt was turning a light shade of red, and was slapping his leg. "Jeff," he gasped out between quick little chuckles after he had calmed down somewhat. "I don't even know why that was so funny, but it was!"

After a little bit, Blaine and Jeff were both laughing too, making Kurt turn even more red and start to tear up.

"Whoa, what's going on here?" They all heard from the entryway, and turned to see Burt and Carole, standing there and smiling, holding hands. The boys just started laughing again, and while Jeff tried to explain the food situation to Carole, Burt stepped over an orange and smiled at the two boys. "So, the doc says you can go home later today," he explained, causing Blaine and Kurt to grin hugely and look at each other with relief. "But," he added, and they froze, worried. "He might change his mind if he sees this," he waved his hand, gesturing to the boys sitting together, and they both blushed.

"Right," Blaine said, scrambling up hurriedly. He spared a quick kiss and squeezed his hand before going back to his bed, while Kurt whistled at the view it presented. He glared at Kurt, his face getting even more red, while his boyfriend just chuckled, and winked. Burt said "Hey" in warning, making them all laugh again.

When they finally were released from the hospital and were allowed to go home, Blaine led Kurt to his car, still a bit worried about his health, while Kurt grumbled about not being a child, and not having to be taken care of. Blaine just kissed him and he forgot what he had been saying. After getting back to their dorms, and Kurt calling Burt to reassure him that they were both safe and still healthy, they slipped into bed together, cuddling.

"Wow," Kurt mumbled, half asleep.

"What?" Blaine asked, kissing his forehead and making him squirm in his arms. He kissed Kurt again, this time watching how he wiggled and laughed softly.

"That was all just really weird," Kurt said softly, more awake than before. "Who would've known that I'd end up in the hospital?" His voice was muffled by Blaine's chest, and he seemed about ready to fall asleep anyways, so Blaine just laughed again.

"Yeah, I know. We can talk in the morning, but you're tired." Blaine kissed him again before tangling their legs together and whispering "Go to sleep."

"M'kay. Love you Blaine," Kurt whispered before he lightly started snoring.

"I love you too Kurt," Blaine replied softly before letting his head fall back down onto the pillow and falling asleep with a smile on his face, thinking how lucky they were; Not just for being healthy again, but also for having each other.