"Blaine? Why aren't you at school?!" Kurt asked as soon as his boyfriend picked up the phone. He hadn't seen Blaine all morning and it was lunch time already, so he called him.
Blaine coughed. "I'm sick." He stated.
"How sick?" Kury asked, moving through the halls to the parking lot.
"Flu and I have a cough." He coughed, again. "That part is obvious."
"Aww, baby, why didn't you call me this morning?"
"I didn't want you to miss school. And I'm fine." He said. Then paused. "Hang on a second." Blaine threw the phone down and Kurt could hear running. A few minutes later he heard the tiolet flushing and footsteps. Blaine picked up the phone, sighing. "That didn't help me prove to you that I'm fine, did it?
"Nope." Kurt replied, walking out the front door and to his car. "Are you alone?" He asked.
"Yeah. Why?"
"I'm coming over." Kurt replied, starting his car.
"No your not! You'll get sick too." Blaine whined through the phone.
"No I won't. I haven't been sick since I was like 8." Kurt pulled out of the parking lot.
"Okay, bye. I love you."
"I love you too." Kurt hung up and continued driving to Blaine's house.
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There was a knock on the door and Blaine crawled out of his blanket nest on the couch, wrapping one around himself and walked slowly to the door. When he opened the door he saw Kurt there. He looked worse than Kurt had thought he would. He was more pale than Kurt and his nose was bright red. There were dark bags under his eyes, and his hair had no gel in it. Kurt came in and wrapped his arms around him. "Hey." Blaine croaked out.
"Hey." Kurt led him back to his pile of blankets. "Lay down." Blaine slowly crawled back onto the couch, covering himself in the blankets. Kurt turned, deciding to get Blaine some water, but as he took a step Blaine grabbed his hand. Kurt turnd to look at him.
"Don't go." He whispered.
"I'm not going anywhere, baby. I just need to get you some water so you don't get dehydrated. Okay?" Blaine nodded, reluctantly letting go of Kurt's hand.
Kurt walked quickly into the kitchen, filling a glass up with water and bringing it back to Blaine. Blaine took a sip and put the cup back down. "Cuddles?" He asked, giving Kurt puppy dog eyes. Kurt nodded and layed down next his boyfriend, wrapping his arms around him. Blaine rested his head on Kurt's chest. "I love you."
"I love you too." Blaine nuzzled his nose in Kurt's neck. "Has anyone ever told you that your a cuddle whore?" Kurt asked, running his hands through Blaine's curls.
Blaine mumbled something Kurt couldn't hear, but when Blaine sat up quickly Kurt knew exactly what was wrong. Kurt quickly stood, pulling Blaine up with him and leading his to the bathroom. Blaine hunched over the toilet, emptying the little that was in his stomach. When he finished he leaned against the bathtub. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "That was disgusting and I'm so sorry." Kurt crawled over to him, pulling him away from the bathtub and into his lap. He grabbed some toilet paper and wiped Blaine's mouth. Blaine nuzzled his face into Kurt's neck again. After a few minutes Blaine got up and brushed his teeth. After he rinshed his mouth and put the brush down Kurt walked over to him, leading him back to the couch. Kurt made him take a few small sips of water before laying down with him. He wrapped his arms around him, kissing him gently on the lips. Blaine immmediatly pushed him off. "No! You'll get sick too!" Kurt laughed.
"I told you. I never get sick." Kurt said, pressing his lips to Blaine's again, he slipped his tongue in the younger boys mouth. Blaine didn't push him off this time, instead kissing back hungrily. After a few minutes Kurt pulled back, moving so Blaine could cuddle into his side.
"You're the best boyfriend ever." Blaine whispered. Kurt smiled, getting an idea and sitting up. Kurt went to stand, but Blaine grabbed his hand. "No. Don't go." He stated.
Kurt laughed. Blaine is really clingy when he gets sick. "I'm just putting a movie on."
"The Little Mermaid?" He asked hopefully, giving Kurt puppy dog eyes and pouting.
Kurt nodded. "I can't decide if your a 5 year old stuck in a 17 year old's body of a puppy stuck in a 17 year old's body." He put the movie in the player and layed back down with Blaine.
A few hours later they were still watching Disney, but Kurt knew he should go home. "Blaine, baby, I gotta go home soon." Blaine tightened his grip around Kurt's waste.
"No! Don't leave me alone." Blaine whined.
"Okay let me call my dad." H pulled his phone out, calling his dad, explaining the situation, and making promises nothing was happening.
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Kurt woke up the next morning feeling like shit. He climbled off the couch, running to the bathroom and leaning over the toilet, emtying the contents of his stomach. He felt a body pressed up behind him and soft kisses being pressed to his neck. Wen he finished he leaned against the bathtub as Blaine wiped his mouth, smirking. "I told you that you would get sick."
Kurt shot him a death glare. "I hate you."
I've been sick for the past 3 days so know Blaine has to be sick with me. Except I only have Strep and Blaine is way worse.
