Finchel Fam

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Finn woke up extra early the next day and started crying. Kurt reluctantly got up, careful not to wake the others, and calmed him down. He felt warm, so Kurt took his temperature. 99.9. Not very high, but enough to make him feel uncomfortable. Kurt swore under his breath. He wasn't very good with sick people, and this was no different. But, he had to take care of Finn. He had two helpers, but he wouldn't let them near him, and risk them getting sick. Finn had developed a bad cough, and kept rubbing at his itchy nose. Poor boy. Kurt felt sorry for him.

They had been up together for about two hours before Blaine and Sam woke up. "Morning." Kurt said tiredly.

"What's wrong babe?"

"Just tired. Finn woke up sick."

"Uh oh. Here, let me help. I know you feel weird being around sick people." Blaine said.

"No. I don't want you guys to get sick. I can do it."

"Kurt, this is why we're here. To help."

"I have it all under control. We'll just rest and watch tv. It'll be fine. You two should go explore New York. Who knows when you'll be back here again?"

"Hopefully soon." Blaine muttered. "No, Kurt, we're going to stay."

"Please. Go. I'll be fine."

"If you're sure......" Sam said.

"Yes. Have fun, you two."

"Ok. But call us if you need anything. At all. Call."

"Ok worrywart. Good bye."