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"How's he doing?" Mr Shue asked, making his way over and standing next to Blaine, who was sat next to his boyfriend. Kurt himself was laying down on the sofa, still unconscious.
"He's got a fever... He's burning up." Blaine answered. Worry plastered over his voice and his face. "He should wake up soon, I guess it was the shock." He sighed, stroking Kurt's hair back subconsciously.
"I just can't believe someone got in here. Especially without any of us noticing." Will continued, handing Blaine a cup of coffee.
"I think they came through the window. The fire escape. Kurt got up and closed the window half way through the night. Must have snuck in before that. Probably trying to rob something." He sipped at his coffee.
"I'm just glad Emma was away, I'd hate to see her reaction. Especially with the blood." Will said, sitting in the chair.
"I've patched him up now, he should be fine." Blaine said. "God why did it have to be him though. I mean look at his shoulder..."
"Its gonna be ok Blaine, the guys gone now. And Kurt's shoulder will patch itself up." Mercedes said from another chair.
"Yeah his pale ass skin will be baby smooth again soon." Santana added, giving a snide smile.
"What if I hadn't gone in? Think of what could have happened." Blaine said, going back to stroking his boyfriends hair.
He looked paler, a lot paler. Like the colour was being drained out of him with every hour that went by.
Suddenly his skin flushed with some colour and he shot up, breathing heavily and subconsciously grabbing his shoulder.
"Woah! Woah, Kurt its ok!" Blaine said, trying to calm his boyfriend down. "Were here, you're ok..."
Kurt took a moment of breathing before relaxing. "Yeah... Yeah..." He said, rubbing his eyes. "Oh god I feel terrible..." He added, running his fingers through his hair. He didn't look any better, he was boiling to the touch and under his eyes were black bags.
"You need some rest, come on, I'll drive you both home." Mr Shue said, grabbing his car keys. "The rest of you gonna be ok or should I take you back as well?" He turned to the rest of the group.
"We'll be ok mr Shue." Rachel smiled. Will nodded and lead the two to the car. Watching Blaine keep Kurt steady on his feet as they walked. He looked at the point of collapse the entire way.
They got into the car and began driving. Kurt was barely awake, and moaned slightly, his head dropping to one side.
"Its ok..." Blaine said,carefully putting his arm around his boyfriend and letting Kurt rest his head on his shoulder.
"Were almost there." Mr Shue said, looking back in the mirror every so often to check if they were ok back there.
"W... wait! Mr Shue, pull over!" Kurt suddenly said, lurching up from the seat. Will did as told and Kurt swiveled himself round, and, almost half way falling out the car door, proceeded to vomit the contents of his stomach onto the ground. He wretched until there was nothing left and then spat, letting Blaine help him back up, at which point he rest his head on his boyfriends lap and closed his eyes, which stung with sleep.
"Hang in there Kurt, we'll be home soon." Blaine said, stroking his hair and feeling his gentle breathing as Mr Shue continued driving.
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They soon got back, and Blaine thanked Mr Shue, before leading his boyfriend into the house. Kurt was too out of it to say goodbye and thank you, he just let Blaine lead him and stumbled to the bedroom.
"Take care of him Blaine." Mr Shue said. He nodded and then closed the door, laying his boyfriend onto the bed and sitting next to him, carefully taking off his clothes and laying them to one side, before going to the bathroom, grabbing a cloth and wetting it before bringing it back out.
Kurt was out cold by this point, slowly breathing in and out. Blaine sat back next to him, watching his boyfriend for a moment, before sighing, giving a small smile seeing Kurt so peaceful, and then slowly wiping his forehead with the cloth. He put the back of his hand to Kurt's cheek, and pulled away. It was boiling!
He brought the cloth to his pale cheek, wiping it and then putting it to one side, walking out and getting the first aid kit from the medicine cabinet. He then brought it through, sitting back down and opening it. He went to his boyfriends shoulder, pulling out a wipe and some antibacterial spray. He sprayed it onto the wipe and then gently rubbing it over Kurt's shoulder. He felt his boyfriend wince at every touch of his wound, but he didn't awake. Blaine continued until his wound was clean. He then looked at it, the open wound down to the bones in his boyfriends neck, going down his shoulder. Blaine sighed. "My poor baby..." He said, stroking Kurt's hair back before grabbing some bandages and wrapping then round his wound. Once it was patched up he then closed the first aid box, pushing it under the bed and then slowly moving Kurt around so that he was under the covers. He then got up and turned the light off, walking over and getting into the other side, planning to stay awake in case Kurt needed something.
But he was so tired, he fell asleep after an hour of watching over his boyfriend, stroking his hair every so often when his breathing became heavier or he was wincing. But pretty soon Blains' tiredness caught up, and he dozed off, on his boyfriends good shoulder.

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"How's he doing?" Mr Shue asked, making his way over and standing next to Blaine, who was sat next to his boyfriend. Kurt himself was laying down on the sofa, still unconscious.
"He's got a fever... He's burning up." Blaine answered. Worry plastered over his voice and his face. "He should wake up soon, I guess it was the shock." He sighed, stroking Kurt's hair back subconsciously.
"I just can't believe someone got in here. Especially without any of us noticing." Will continued, handing Blaine a cup of coffee.
"I think they came through the window. The fire escape. Kurt got up and closed the window half way through the night. Must have snuck in before that. Probably trying to rob something." He sipped at his coffee.
"I'm just glad Emma was away, I'd hate to see her reaction. Especially with the blood." Will said, sitting in the chair.
"I've patched him up now, he should be fine." Blaine said. "God why did it have to be him though. I mean look at his shoulder..."
"Its gonna be ok Blaine, the guys gone now. And Kurt's shoulder will patch itself up." Mercedes said from another chair.
"Yeah his pale ass skin will be baby smooth again soon." Santana added, giving a snide smile.
"What if I hadn't gone in? Think of what could have happened." Blaine said, going back to stroking his boyfriends hair.
He looked paler, a lot paler. Like the colour was being drained out of him with every hour that went by.
Suddenly his skin flushed with some colour and he shot up, breathing heavily and subconsciously grabbing his shoulder.
"Woah! Woah, Kurt its ok!" Blaine said, trying to calm his boyfriend down. "Were here, you're ok..."
Kurt took a moment of breathing before relaxing. "Yeah... Yeah..." He said, rubbing his eyes. "Oh god I feel terrible..." He added, running his fingers through his hair. He didn't look any better, he was boiling to the touch and under his eyes were black bags.
"You need some rest, come on, I'll drive you both home." Mr Shue said, grabbing his car keys. "The rest of you gonna be ok or should I take you back as well?" He turned to the rest of the group.
"We'll be ok mr Shue." Rachel smiled. Will nodded and lead the two to the car. Watching Blaine keep Kurt steady on his feet as they walked. He looked at the point of collapse the entire way.
They got into the car and began driving. Kurt was barely awake, and moaned slightly, his head dropping to one side.
"Its ok..." Blaine said,carefully putting his arm around his boyfriend and letting Kurt rest his head on his shoulder.
"Were almost there." Mr Shue said, looking back in the mirror every so often to check if they were ok back there.
"W... wait! Mr Shue, pull over!" Kurt suddenly said, lurching up from the seat. Will did as told and Kurt swiveled himself round, and, almost half way falling out the car door, proceeded to vomit the contents of his stomach onto the ground. He wretched until there was nothing left and then spat, letting Blaine help him back up, at which point he rest his head on his boyfriends lap and closed his eyes, which stung with sleep.
"Hang in there Kurt, we'll be home soon." Blaine said, stroking his hair and feeling his gentle breathing as Mr Shue continued driving.
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They soon got back, and Blaine thanked Mr Shue, before leading his boyfriend into the house. Kurt was too out of it to say goodbye and thank you, he just let Blaine lead him and stumbled to the bedroom.
"Take care of him Blaine." Mr Shue said. He nodded and then closed the door, laying his boyfriend onto the bed and sitting next to him, carefully taking off his clothes and laying them to one side, before going to the bathroom, grabbing a cloth and wetting it before bringing it back out.
Kurt was out cold by this point, slowly breathing in and out. Blaine sat back next to him, watching his boyfriend for a moment, before sighing, giving a small smile seeing Kurt so peaceful, and then slowly wiping his forehead with the cloth. He put the back of his hand to Kurt's cheek, and pulled away. It was boiling!
He brought the cloth to his pale cheek, wiping it and then putting it to one side, walking out and getting the first aid kit from the medicine cabinet. He then brought it through, sitting back down and opening it. He went to his boyfriends shoulder, pulling out a wipe and some antibacterial spray. He sprayed it onto the wipe and then gently rubbing it over Kurt's shoulder. He felt his boyfriend wince at every touch of his wound, but he didn't awake. Blaine continued until his wound was clean. He then looked at it, the open wound down to the bones in his boyfriends neck, going down his shoulder. Blaine sighed. "My poor baby..." He said, stroking Kurt's hair back before grabbing some bandages and wrapping then round his wound. Once it was patched up he then closed the first aid box, pushing it under the bed and then slowly moving Kurt around so that he was under the covers. He then got up and turned the light off, walking over and getting into the other side, planning to stay awake in case Kurt needed something.
But he was so tired, he fell asleep after an hour of watching over his boyfriend, stroking his hair every so often when his breathing became heavier or he was wincing. But pretty soon Blains' tiredness caught up, and he dozed off, on his boyfriends good shoulder.