Of Wine and Coffee- A Kurtbastian Glee fic

Chapter 24: Warmth

~He could feel the warmth, but he was unsure where it came from~

Blaine was sure he was dreaming.

His body felt light as if he was floating. Everything around him was dark. He stared blankly ahead, trying to decipher what was happening. His mind registered one thing, though.

Pain.

Despite the lightness of his body, he felt sharp pains everywhere. It was as of someone was piercing a thousand needles- no, not needles. Knives more like it, - into him, stabbing them deeper and deeper until Blaine could hear himself screaming. He tried to block out the pain, to think around it, but the pain was so intense that it clouded his mind.

In the midst of the pain, he could hear someone else screaming. The voice sounded so familiar in so many ways that Blaine could not explain. The voice was pleading, begging…and then it was shrieking and screaming and god, Blaine could feel himself wanting to comfort whoever it was despite his own pain.

Please stop!

Blaine felt something moist running down his cheek.

Kurt…

Blaine, please wake up…

I’m trying…

I’m sorry….

Blaine closed his eyes as the pain flared one last time before it began to fade away.

Me too…

~*.*~

“Blaine?”

Kurt stared at the hand squeezing his own uncertainly yet the hope still remained in his eyes. He held his breath when the fingers squeezed his own again, still slack and barely there, but there all the same. Kurt’s lips trembled as he watched Blaine’s eyelids began to twitch before they slowly fluttered open. Looking at Kurt through glassy half-lidded eyes, Blaine let out a soft groan.

“…K..urt?” Blaine asked hoarsely.

Tears ran freely down Kurt’s cheeks as he nodded, gripping Blaine’s hand tighter. “Yes…yes, it’s me,” Kurt choked. “Blaine, I’m here,”

“Kurt…it hurts…” Blaine whined softly when pain flared at his side.

“I know,” Kurt said. “I…I’ll call the nurse,”

“Let me do it,” Sebastian interjected. He reached for the small button on the wall and said something in the intercom before he faced the pair again. “Hey…Blaine,” he said, smiling uncertainly at the latter.

Blaine blinked, as if confused momentarily before he returned the smile with a tiny one of his own. “Se..bastian,”

“That would be me,”

“You…” Blaine winced. “…are here,”

“Of course,”

“Don’t strain yourself, Blaine,” Kurt frowned in concern.

Blaine shook his head. “What happened?”

Kurt merely looked at Blaine sadly and shook his head. “I’ll tell you later. For now…please,” Kurt bit his lip and looked down. Blaine frowned when he saw something wet trailing down Kurt’s cheek. “You’re crying,” Blaine whispered. “Why?”

Kurt let out a humorless laugh in the midst of his tears. “I’m just worried….and so very relieved,” He let out another sob and turned away, wiping his tears away from his sleeves.