It's been a week since Kurt's fatal incident. Blaine was sure Kurt had manipulated the doctor into letting him leave. In his opinion he was still much too skinny, maybe more so than the last. If he lifted up his shirt he would probably see the young boys ribs.

Though past the pale, hollowed eyed boy you physically saw. Kurt had a smile. Fake or real- he was that good of a liar.

Carole had a long shift and Burt was working, Blaine volunteered himself to take Kurt home so Finn wouldn't have to miss football practice.

After about twenty minutes of Kurt's mindless 'yes' to death to the doctor, Blaine wheeled Kurt out to his car. Kurt sat back in relief. Home never sounded so good.

As they got to the small white house just on the corner of Maple and Chestnut, Kurt finally smiled, a true genuine one this time. He never wanted to just lay on his bed more than he ever did now.

Blaine helped him out of his car escorting him, all to way to his expensively decorated room. Blaine helped him in bed tucking him in.

"Blaine I'm fine. I'm not weak or sick." Kurt sighed countering Blaine's mothering and worrying to him.

Blaine gave a sigh looking at him. "Well do forgive me for being concerned for my boyfriends well being. He was just in the hospital for being under weight. That's pretty scary in my opinion."

Kurt sighed out looking at him. "I'm not dead am I?"

"Not yet." Blaine scoffed looking at him.

Kurt opened his mouth to counter him, though he couldn't find words. He was at a blank.

"That's what I thought." Blaine sighed. "Look, baby you-"

"Baby?"

"Yes baby. Is that okay? Can I call you that?" Blaine asked his change in tone turning concerned.

"Yes it's fine just new, please continue." Kurt said laying back.

"Baby... you're beautiful...  and I'm not saying that cause you look it- I mean obviously you do! You're not ugly you're obviously hot and all that... but you can't starve yourself for looks, or because that little voice in your head says it will help. I get your paranoid, I don't really know if its anxiety or whatever. You've never told me... but... you're beautiful. And you're mine. That's kind special to me." Blaine said holding onto Kurt's hand as his thumb traced patterns on his palm.

Kurt looked down and nodded. Truth was he really didn't know exactly why he did what he did... It was always second nature. Just something he did. He never thought he'd hurt himself yet someone he likes... more than likes.

"Blaine I... I- I'm sorry... I just. I really just don't know I'm sorry. Everything feels like one big blurb to be honest." Kurt sighed rubbing his eyes.

"I know... it's okay. We're gonna get through this... eventually." Blaine smiled softly to him.

Kurt smiled once seeing his boyfriends warm smile appear. When he smiled all was right with the world. He could finally breathe again. The air was cleaner and crisper too.

"We will. Now I have a tangled movie calling your name." Kurt smiled biting his lip. "And this side of the bed is awfully cold... lonely?"

"I better not keep it waiting then." Blaine smiled as he climbed on with Kurt.

Hi friends it's been mouths. Yeah this account is dead no one uses Wattpad anymore. I finally updated because literally I've gotten like 10 messages in a row saying to update or they love this. So yeah. Here it is in all it's crappiness. Comment shit I guess idk again no one uses watt anymore it's all dead.
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