Blaine and Kurt started dating a couple of months before Kurt transferred back to McKinley. The New Directions have never even heard of Blaine so how will they react when Kurt comes into school one day sick.

Kurt felt terrible. And it showed, he knew it showed because people around the corridors seemed to avoid him even more than usual. But he pushed through it because of Glee. He had a solo today and he wasn't about to throw it away just because of some cold.

So, he sniffed once more before pushing open the doors to the choir room, covering his mouth with his hand as he coughed.

"Woah, Hummel? You okay, dude?" Puck frowned at the boy who collapsed into one of the plastic red chairs.

"Yeah, you look like you were just dragged through a bush and died." Santana raised an eyebrow, waving her hand around wildly in Kurt's direction.

"Actually, yes. Kurt, I think you should go home. You aren't well. I'm sure everyone will be okay with me taking over your solo and I-"

"Never mind Berry, boo." Mercedes glared at Rachel, "But seriously, I think you should go home. Your solo will still be waiting for you tomorrow."

"Or whenever. Because it looks like you might have to take more than one day off." Tina piped up from behind Mike.

"No, no, no, no. I'm fine. Honestly, it's just a col-" Kurt was broken off as another harsh cough erupted out of him.

"You alright Kurt?" Mr. Schue raised a hand worriedly, slowing his pace down as he entered the room.

"I'm fine. I'm jus-"

"No, Mr. Schue, he's not fine." Finn stood up, "Kurt, you need to go home. You didn't look too good this morning either but now you've just gotten worse."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "I'm alright. Why're you all so worried?"

"Because we're your friends!" Rachel cried.

"Yeah, man. You may be a complete homo but we love ya." Puck grinned, looping his arm around Kurt's neck before pulling hastily away when the thought of Kurt's sickness possibly being contagious struck him.

"Thank you for that, Noah." Kurt frowned, "I think. But I'm fine. I keep telling you."

"Kurt, I refuse to leave this seat until you go home." Rachel folded her arms over, perching on the edge of the seat and staring determinedly up at her friend.

"Can't we just go to the auditorium so I can do my solo and then-"

"Wait! Is that why you don't wanna go home?" Finn frowned.

"Kurt, you can always sing tomorrow." Mr. Schue smiled.

"No, my solo is today and I'll be damned if I miss it."

"Kurt-"

A knock at the door interrupted Sam's voice as the various heads turned to stare at the door. No one ever knocked.

Mr. Schue edged cautiously towards the door, the rest of the New Directions holding their breath.

The door was pulled open and a short, smiling raven-haired boy was revealed.

"Hi, I'm-"

"Spy!" Rachel shrieked," You're Blaine Anderson from Dalton Academy! You're the Warbler's lead soloist and have been for 2 years! You transferred there when-"

"Wow, stalker much?" Santana laughed.

"I, uh, I am from the Warblers." Blaine chuckled slightly, looking down, "But if I wanted to spy I don't think I would've worn my Dalton uniform."

Rachel looked lost for words as she observed the boy's clothing.

"I'm not here to spy. I'm just here for Kurt." Blaine nodded towards the countertenor who blushed slightly when the whole glee club seemed to turn as one to face him.

"He a homo?" Puck asked.

"Why don't you ask him yourself."

"You a homo?" Puck asked again after turning to face Blaine.

"I am gay, yes." Blaine nodded, "But I don't appreciate you calling me a-"

"He your boy toy?" Puck turned to Kurt.

Kurt rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to answer, only to have to cover it as he coughed again.

Blaine winced and stepped forward to Kurt, "That does sound bad." He murmured as he reached Kurt.

"It's fine." Kurt shook his head." I'm fine."

Blaine sighed and gripped both of Kurt's arms, "Look, I know you like to be strong and I know you have a solo today that you were really excited for, but I'm sure you can sing next time."

Kurt shook his head.

"Kurt, come on. Stop being so stubborn." Kurt lifted his gaze to glare at Blaine, "You're sick, okay? You know that, I know that, everyone knows that. Just- just let me take you home and then once you feel better you can come back and sing, yeah?"

Kurt simply continued to look into Blaine's eyes, a slight smile tugging at his lips as he watched his boyfriend watch him.

"Please." Blaine begged, ducking down slightly but still holding Kurt's arms.

"Fine." Kurt pouted, laughing when Blaine pulled him into his arms in a tight hug.

"Great! Thank you!" Blaine grinned pulling back and grabbing Kurt's hand, dragging him through the chairs, "So just get your bag and anything else you need and we can go and tomorrow I'll-"

"Hold up." Artie yelled, "Am I missing something?"

"Oh hell to the no." Mercedes shook her head, "You did not just let this white boy convince you over me."

Kurt coughed slightly, laughing when he glanced over to Blaine who looked extremely overwhelmed at the sudden stares of the New Directions.

"Yeah, what gives, man?" Puck threw his hands in the air, "I even confessed my undying love for you!"

Kurt rolled his eyes when he felt Blaine tighten his grip on his hand and step closer slightly.

"I just-" Kurt turned to Blaine with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "My boyfriend is very persuasive."

Everyone's eyes widened but no one could react fast enough as Kurt had chuckled quietly before dragging Blaine out of the room.

"What the hell just happened."

I feel like this was complete crack 😹 but I loved writing it soooo...

I hope that was okayyy Sydreader