Blaine woke up that morning memory completely in tact, and his chest aching. He never thought he would dread seeing Kurt. What if he didn't want to see Blaine? What if he told him to leave, to leave him alone. Blaine rubbed a hand over his face, he didn't think he would survive that. He sighed and shuffled to his room, lazily getting dressed and brushing his teeth, not bothering to eat anything before he left for the hospital.

He endured the bus ride staring out the window, creating scenarios in his head about how things would go down, all of which ended with Kurt never wanting to see him again. God, he should have been paying more attention, he saw that truck coming at him, he should have done something. He sighed and leaned back against the chair, waiting for his stop.

Blaine walked through the doors of the hospital and up to the desk.

"I'm here to pick up Kurt Hummel." he said, the lady nodded and directed him to another wing. When he arrived he found Kurt sitting in the room with the doctor, talking. He stepped closer and Kurt looked up at him with wide, curious eyes. He smiled,

"Hi Kurt." he said softly

"Hi..." Kurt trailed off, frowning

"Blaine," the doctor supplied, Kurt nodded and repeated,

"Blaine." Blaine smiled, hearing Kurt say his name never failed to put butterflies in his stomach and set his heart beat faster. He stepped closer and motioned to the doctor.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" she nodded and got up

"I'll be right back, Kurt." she said, and he nodded, leaning back against the pillows.

"I...I doubt he's going to want to come home with me." Blaine said worriedly, glancing back in the room, "I know how he was...before, and if he's back at that place," he shuddered.

"He's very...guarded. I think he remembers himself, though not fully, he's not the same person you knew." the Doctor said, Blaine shook his head.

"No, chances are I know how he's acting now, he's been that way before." he sighed harshly "It took me years to get him to the place he was in." he ran a hand through his hair "I'll try to talk to him, get him to come home, but...if nothing works I don't know what to do."

"Just do what you did last time." the doctor said "get him to trust you again." Blaine bit his lip. How she could think it was that easy was beyond his imagination. She lead him back to the room, and he poked his head inside, Kurt instantly looked up at him. Blaine swallowed nervously and stepped inside the room. Kurt sat up straighter and watched him walk forward,

"Hi, Kurt, you think you're ready to come home?"

"I don't know where I live..." he said, looking confused, Blaine smiled and tried to ease the tension

"well, you live with me." Kurt's eyes widened

"No I don't."

"Yes, you do...Kurt, we're ma-" Kurt held his hands up in the air and shook his head

"No, no don't say it. I don't know you!" he cried, rubbing a hand over his face, "I don't...I wouldn't...why did I get married?" the last part was barely whispered, but Blaine heard it, and it stung. He decided to let the question be rhetorical, and cleared his throat instead.

"Kurt, I promise you'll be okay, you can come home and look through some photos, try to think back, try to remember?" Kurt looked at him for a moment, long and intensely, like trying to figure out what Blaine was really after.

"...okay..." he said after a while, in the most uncertain tone Blaine had ever heard.


Once Kurt was dressed in some scrubs and out of the hospital gown, Blaine lead him out of the hospital and to the bus stop.

"We're going to have to use the bus until we can get a rental." Blaine said, Kurt just stared at him, one arm wrapped around his middle. Blaine just kept talking, about anything and everything, his work and the house and the repairs they could make to it, and what it would cost.

"You know I have no idea what you're talking about, right?" Kurt interrupted suddenly, and Blaine smiled sadly and nodded,

"I know."

"Then why are you still talking?" he asked, and it didn't sound condescending, it was just...curiosity. Blaine shrugged,

"To fill the silence?"

There were so many times, when Blaine just wanted to reach over and take Kurt's hand. He wanted to talk to him and joke around like they used to but he didn't know Kurt now. Kurt had no knowledge of what had happened between them, the relationship they shared, and it killed Blaine. Once they were at the door of their flat Blaine let Kurt go inside first. He opened the door and stepped inside, immediately looking around.

"This place is beautiful." he said, nodding in approval, Blaine chuckled

"It should be, you designed it." Kurt looked over at him and he ducked his head,

"...I did?"

"Yeah, you did." Blaine smiled warmly "it took a while but...I'd say the result was worth it." Kurt nodded

"It is lovely."

Blaine cleared his throat,

"Do you umm, do you want anything to drink? I think we have some leftovers if your'e hungry..."

"No, thank you." Kurt said politely,

"...have a seat?" Blaine offered

"You don't seem too confident." Kurt pointed out, looking at him skeptically, Blaine heaved a sigh and ran a hand over his face,

"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to having to treat you like a stranger." he let out a shaky breath "I'm sorry...I- I'll go somewhere else,'

"No!" Kurt said and looked away "I don't have to. I know it must be...hard, knowing me when I know nothing about you." he shrugged

"Do you want to talk?" Blaine asked "I can get to know me...if you want." Kurt bit his lip

"I...I don't wanna talk." he said "I just...I'm tired." he said quickly, Blaine nodded

"I'll show you the bedroom." Kurt's eyes widened

"...the bedroom?" he asked "as in...there's only one?" Blaine frowned

"Well, yeah, we're married-"

"Stop." Kurt said "we're not married."

"We used to be." Blaine said, trying to sound like those words didn't just break his heart into a million pieces. "You'll sleep in the bedroom, I'll sleep on the couch. Simple." he said and pointed Kurt down the hall,

"First door on the left." he said "your pajamas are in the dresser on the right hand side if you wanna get changed or something." Kurt nodded and walked quickly down the hall. Blaine sat down on the couch and covered his face with his hands. What the hell was he going to do?

woo! chapter two! let me know what you guys think!