Blaine sighed when he finally left work, sitting in the back of the taxi and drumming his fingers on his knee. Today, he was taking Kurt back to the club - a surprise for him since he was doing so well. He leaned back against the seat and waited, but did not expect to be jolted around the car as a truck slammed into his side, the last thing he thought and saw was Kurt before everything went black.
Blaine woke up to a nurse wrapping an object around his arm. “I’m just checking your blood pressure, love,” she said...
Kurt fell asleep as well, a bit restlessly. He had nightmares he couldn’t really remember, but he slept longer than he’d...