Kurt watched Blaine sleep. Blaine tossed and turned, mumbling incoherent words as he thrashed his body around.
Something is wrong, Kurt thought.
The feelings made his stomach clench up tight. Blaine deserved everything. He was hurting. When Blaine hurt, Kurt hurt too.
Kurt stroked Blaine's unruly curls in an attempt to calm him.
"Blaine, baby. Wake up. You're having a bad dream." Kurt kissed his lips gently and Blaine woke, clinging to Kurt with his life. Kurt held him close, and they cried together.
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The iPod Shuffle Klaine Writing Game
FanfictionIn which my iPod decides the fate of my two favorite boys... Really short but all interesting! Take a peek and maybe try it for yourselves!
