When Blaine regained consciousness, he was aware of the beep-beep-bee-beep of machines, and the gentle murmur of voices. He was also aware of a hand, gripping his like both of their lives depended on it. Blaine was so content, so happy, that the blackness began to take over once more. Then he heard a familiar voice:
"I think he just moved his hand! Is he waking up?" Kurt. It was Kurt's voice. Instantly, the clear, white of Blaine's conscious mind drove out the black, and he opened his one good eye. The other was still swollen somewhat, but he could open it halfway.
"K...Kur..t.. Kurt.." He murmured, trying to drive away the weariness he felt crushing down on him.
"Oh Blaine!" Kurt cried, bursting into tears. "You're awake! Oh my god, Blaine, I was so worried.. You've been in a coma for nearly three days! You had three broken ribs, suffered a severe knock to the head - why didn't you tell me you hit your head when you fell onto the floor? - and internal bleeding! They said it was fifty-fifty if you lived or died! You've been in surgery twice! Oh god.. Don't ever do that to me again, ok?"
"Kurt?" Blaine mumbled.
"Yeah, Blainey-bear?" Kurt asked, using his nickname for Blaine.
"Shut up and kiss me." He whispered. Kurt gave a half-laugh half-sob and pressed his lips to Blaine's. Blaine raised his aching, bruised arms and wrapped them about Kurt, never wanting to let him go. "I.. I was scared. Everything was black for so long and when I was a little bit conscious, everything was still black.. I thought I was going to die Kurt.." He murmured into Kurt's lips. "I never want to let you go.. Never. Not ever, OK?" Kurt laughed.
"I don't know.. I might need the toilet, or a shower, after a while.." He smiled, drawing away slightly, but sliding onto the bed, his body close to Blaine's.
"You know what I mean. I don't want to lose you.. I can't.. I can't live without you. Without my family.. maybe.. Without you.. never.. I love you, Kurt.. So much.." Blaine whispered.
"I love you too, Blaine!" Kurt murmured through his tears. Blaine wished he was strong enough to sit up and kiss Kurt. He went deep inside, and drew on his last reserves of energy. Slowly, slowly, he sat, sliding back to he rested against the headboard of the bed. Then, he pulled Kurt toward him and they kissed.
"I'll never leave you.." He murmured. "Now all you have to do is promise never to leave me.."
"Of course I won't!" Kurt promised.
"Then its settled." Blaine murmured, and fell back to sleep.