+ Dance

"Education blues..."

Who: Blaine Anderson, but open to anyone else
What: Transition process
Where: McKinley halls
When: Monday lunch time
Rating: G

This was Blaine's second week at McKinley now, and the shine was wearing off just a little. The first half-week he had spend there had mostly been a whirlwind of OMGYAYSAMESCHOOLASKURT and NATIONALSWOO. He enjoyed the Tom Jones performance in the quadrangle and other than Finn's cool reaction to Mr Schue welcoming him to New Directions, mostly Blaine had been made to feel at home.

But now it was his second week there, and he was starting to feel a little like a fish out of water when he didn't have Kurt around for a distraction. Kurt was getting amped up with his Class President campaign and the school was abuzz with talk of the musical. It was Monday morning now, though, and for the first time, Blaine was having an anxious sensation of missing the structure and safety of Dalton. He had a near miss with a slushie from one of the hockey team, but just when he thought it was aimed at him, it got some poor kid walking past him. Everything was just so crazy and buzzed and loud that he felt today like he couldn't catch a breather or a moment of peace.

With his books tucked under his arm, he closed his locker over and then wove his way through the buy crowd to the exit. He stood out on the walkway that led to the auditorium and leant against the railing to get a bit of fresh air. This place reminded him of his old school so much it was surreal, and he knew he just had to find his feet here. It wasn't turning out to be as easy a transition as he expected, though, and once again, he took out his cell to check to see if he had missed any texts from Kurt, but nothing. He was about to send one, but then just put his phone away again with a sign. The last thing he wanted was Kurt to get the shits with him for being too clingy and suffocating.
Watch [Hoodie]

"I'll be your eyes, when you can't see the light."

Who: Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson
What: Lean on me, when you're not strong
Where: Hummel Home
When: Just over a week after the accident
Episode: Between seasons
Rating: PG-13

After making sure the bed tray was secure over Blaine's lap where he was sitting up against a mound of pillows in Kurt's bed, Kurt softly took Blaine's hand and wrapped it around the mug sitting beside the plate of toast with peanut butter that Blaine said he wanted for breakfast. He'd had hardly any appetite since the accident, so Kurt was just planning on giving him whatever he requested like the hospital had been, whether it was Lucky Charms for dinner or soup for breakfast. It didn't matter, just so long as he was having a bit of something. This was the first morning Blaine had been at the Hummel home. He was discharged from hospital lunchtime the day before, and then just slept other than when Kurt woke him up around ten pm the night before to help him to the bathroom before he went to bed himself. Kurt wasn't about to admit to Blaine that he had spent the whole previous night lying beside Blaine and watching him sleep to make sure he was okay. He had thought this would all be tolerable, but Kurt was scared Blaine wasn't going to be okay and wouldn't have a doctor or nurse in easy reach if he needed them. It was going to take some adjusting and getting used to, but he would do whatever it took.

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"Sisters are doing it for themselves."

Who: Liam Hamilton and Emma Hamilton
What: Twin Time
Where: Hamilton Home, Findlay Ohio
When: Around a week after the accident
Episode: Between seasons

Liam loved the summer. Basically he loved any excuse to be outside as much as he could, and right now, he was outside in the drive of the double-story family home adorned in just a pair of shorts and a chest-hugging wife beater as he squirted his face with the spray from the hose to cool down after an intense and impromptu practice session for a charity basketball match he had coming up in a couple of weeks time. The sweat had been pouring off him, and with the day as hot as it was, he had been forced to stop to rehydrate and the hose was just too much of a tempation.

He took a breather, resting his elbow on the arm rest of his wheelchair and leaning back in it, letting the sun dry his face as he aimed the hose at his mom's nearby rose bushes. Normally the week would have been filled with much time hanging out with his Dalton pals, but after the tragic car crash that took down a few of their own, things had a very sober air to them lately. Most of the guys escaped unharmed, but it still seemed so wrong that Blaine had taken the brunt of the whole thing. He lost his spleen and now there was a big question mark thrown up about whether he would regain his eyesight. On top of that, his family were being selfish pricks, and everyone was glad he had Kurt there. Liam knew all too well how hard it was at times to live with a disability and the last thing he wanted to see was Blaine being left with a permanent disability of his own. Liam wasn't a Warbler, more a sporty spice and focused on that to have the time to commit to performing. Plus, he couldn't sing to save himself, so he just admired from afar. But the Warblers were some of his closest pals, and the accident left everyone reeling.

He sighed softly, so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't notice he was no longer alone on their generously sprawling drive (that was built for the purpose of being appropriate to play sports on). At least the other Warblers had escaped without serious injury, even if Callum had been flown home to Scotland with his family to recuperate from the back and neck injury. Nothing long-term, though. It was just enough to make everyone really stop and analyse their own lives for a bit, and how much of an impact being a teenager really could have on people.
[Quinn] Smiles

I can't tell you what it really is. I can only tell you what it feels like.

Who? Puck and Quinn
Where? The Lima Bean
When? The day after the accident
What? In which Puck finds comfort in an unlikely place
Rating: PG-13

Puck had barely slept, spending most of the night in waiting rooms, hoping to hear information one way or another about his injured friends. He'd stuck close, mainly for the sake of Sam and Kurt, who seemed to be the most freaked out by the whole thing.

Why hadn't he been able to talk Mike out of getting into that car?

Why had he survived a million stupid decisions unscathed, and now, one of his friends had made a stupid decision not unlike many of Puck's, and his future hung in the balance? And yet another friend was injured through no fault of his own.

An unexpected text from Quinn had been the only thing that had made him leave the hospital this morning, and he waited, bleary eyed and exhausted in the Lima Bean's cafe seating area, waiting for his ex girlfriend.
Annoyed [Glare]

"I could feel the protection, Possession and anger."

Who: Kurt Hummel and Mike Chang
What: Confrontations
Where: Room 19, Surgical Unit
When: The day after Blaine's news
Episode: Between seasons
Rating: PG-13

With Blaine taken for another MRI to monitor if the pressure was increasing or just remaining the same, Mike was left alone in the room and in hindsight, that probably wasn't the best idea. Kurt went with Blaine up to the radiology floor and waited until he was in the hands of the radiologists before he spun around and stalked all the way back to the room he had just left. By the time he got there, he had a faint ringing in his ears and prickle of anger over his skin to match the heat in his face.

He roughly tore the curtain between the bed open and shoved one of the chairs next to Mike's bed out of the way with such force it toppled over and Kurt grabbed hold of a handful of the front of Mike's hospital gown. "You fucking idiot! You call yourself my FRIEND!" he spat furiously. "I might be an Athiest, by I swear to fucking god if he doesn't recover, I will NEVER speak to you again!"
Coffee [Upset]

"Feeling scared today, write down 'I am okay'."

Who: Kurt Hummel and Finn Hudson
What: Processing the aftermath
Where: Hummel-Hudson Kitchen
When: After midnight following THIS
Episode: Between seasons
Rating: PG

Kurt gratefully wrapped his hand around the massive mug of tea Finn placed in front of him. It was a huge novelty mug that Finn loved to use, but it was generally way too much for Kurt. It was sweet Finn wanted to make it for him, though and was now settling himself in the chair across from Kurt, watching him closely to make sure he was okay. Kurt just lifted the mug to his lips with both hands and took a small sip. Finn was a good tea maker when he wanted to be, when he stopped to courteously considering someone might want one.

A good few hours had past since Blaine's revelation about his vision. A doctor came, followed by a few different specialists. He was taken for an MRI and a CT scan, then given an EEG of his brain to monitor any strange activity. The dust settled and when Finn had made some passing comment about the rare occurence of Kurt being in the same clothes for nearly two days, Blaine had latched right onto it, insisting Kurt should go home for a shower and a sleep. He tried to make a joke about it not being likely he could see if Kurt looked like shit anyway, before even that was too soon and he promptly burst into tears all over again. It was all just getting a little too much, but after another private chat between the couple once everyone left them alone again, Blaine assured Kurt he would be okay and he felt terrible hadn't left to get sleep. Kurt agreed to go home for the rest of the night, but only after Carole and Mrs Chang agreed to keep an eye on Blaine for him. Carole was going to stay close just for support to Blaine and Mrs Chang was staying with Mike, so it worked.

He met Finn's gaze that was watching him like a hawk and wet his lips. "I'm okay. I'll go to bed soon if you want to hit the sack. I'll be fine."
Oh...

Sometimes when you're scared to take a look at the corner of the room.

Who: Artie and whoever wants to disturb him.
What: Finally making it to the hospital.
Where: Lima General Hospital
When: A couple of days after the accident
Episode: Between seasons.
Rating: PG

It had taken Tina coming to get him, sitting in her car for twenty minutes, then sitting outside the entrance to the hospital for a further thirty minutes to fight back the urge to throw up before he could safely wheel inside the hospital. Even then Tina had her hand gripping tightly on his shoulder as he slowly made his way to the room where Mike and Blaine were.

He could do this. He could go and visit his friends. He had to move past his fears, and be there for them.


[Multiple threads welcome (I'm catching up on the rest, honest!). He's heading to Blaine and Mike's room, catch him on the way. Use of Tina approved by mun.]
+ Sick (Headache)

"The pain that often mingles in your fingertips. Beware of Darkness."

Who: Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel
What: More useless consequences
Where: Room 19, Surgical Unit
When: Getting close to two days after the accident
Episode: Between seasons
Rating: G
NOTES: Co-written scene, completed

By the time Blaine's sedatives were stopped, his vital signs were improving and he was left to rouse naturally in his own time. Kurt had barely left his side the whole time, even if his body got to a point where it just had to crash out and he ended up carefully climbing up onto the bed beside Blaine falling asleep beside him. That was where he was when Blaine woke up and analysed his surrounding. There was pain, but nothing like it had been when his stomach felt like he was being stabbed a billion times. He sucked in a small breath as he woken up a little more, stiffly and slowly touching his cheek and nose to feel the oxygen tubes there before moving upwards to his eyes. The hand moved to brush over Kurt's shoulder to his elbow. "Kurt..." he said scratchily, trying to get his boyfriend's attention. Kurt's cologne was comforting and familiar, and right at that moment, something Blaine needed to clutch hold of so he didn't freak out.

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