The Conversation's Trivial but Trivial is Fine [Chapter Three]
Title: The Conversation's Trivial but Trivial is Fine [Chapter Three]
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Klaine
Summary: Blaine is injured in a hate crime and suffers from brain damage as a result. After waiting for days for him to wake up Kurt is horrified to find that Blaine has Wernicke's Aphasia and can not understand anything that is said to him or say anything that makes sense.
Disclaimer: All Glee things are Glee's. The title comes from the amazing song Words by Kate Miller-Heidke
Author's Note: A prompt from the angst meme. I guess I just can't stay away from hurt/comfort Klaine :)
Author's Note: Wow everyone thanks for all of the amazing reviews and a rec on Kurt_Blaine! I can't stop smiling :D. So sorry about the long wait! I got caught up with finals and papers that were due (why did I ever decide to be a natural science major?) but they're finally over! Expect more soon! Thanks guys!
Previous Chapters:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Scott Anderson knew he and his son didn’t always see eye to eye.
When Blaine had told him that he was gay Scott refused to believe it. This was his son who, while a little small, liked football and playing outside. He had to watch him come home covered in bruises and cuts after school every day and finally had to transfer him.
Scott didn’t have anything against homosexuality. He knew his son was who he was but sometimes he wished that Blaine wouldn’t be so obvious about it. He would fuss about his clothes, beg to go to musicals, and became incredibly involved in his school choir. Scott knew that one day it would get him in trouble.
Standing outside of his son’s hospital room, he knew he was right.
He stepped into the room, closing the sliding glass door quietly and took in his son completely. Blaine always looked small but surrounded by blankets and machines he looked so much younger than seventeen.
Never a touchy feely person, Scott stood off to the side and stared at his sleeping son. He shifted uncomfortably in the corner and smoothed down his suit.
“Blaine?” He called out softly. “Buddy? It’s dad.”
Hazel eyes blinked open slowly and after a few moments, Blaine locked eyes with his father.
“Loten?” He whispered, looking surprised. “Feren today to the January.”
Scott felt like he had been punched in the stomach. His wife had explained what had happened but really seeing his son was actually painful.
“Shh,” He hurried over to Blaine and after a brief hesitation, ran a hand through his curls. “I’m here. Sorry I took so long.”
The confusion in Blaine’s eyes stung.
“I’m so sorry that I didn’t get here right away. I just…just couldn’t see you like this. My baby boy…my little Blaine,” Scott felt his breath hitch and pressed a kiss to his forehead, below the bandage.
“Prent,” Blaine began but quieted when his father hushed him.
“I had no right to try to make you someone you weren’t. I love you no matter what, you are my whole life. I’m just so sorry…but I will always be here for you,” Scott said intensely, trying to find any sign that Blaine understood him.
Blaine stared blankly back at him.
“I love you,” Scott gave him an slight hug, not wanting to hurt him further. Blaine let out a small sob and threw his arms around his father, soaking his shoulder in tears.
“Just fallen quir today with young harden,” Blaine sobbed, tightening his arms.
“It’s okay,” Scott whispered into his son’s hair.
He pulled back and wiped at the tears on Blaine’s cheeks before giving him a smile. Scott swallowed heavily when he saw the slight understanding in Blaine’s eyes.
“Wall,” Blaine mumbled, twisting his body around to grab a striped Dalton tie on his bedpost. “A tie. Lar, a tie.”
“I don’t understand,” Scott whispered, rubbing at his son’s arm.
“A tie,” Blaine waved the strip of fabric.
“It’s the only thing he can say that makes sense,” A soft voice startled him and he spun around to see a slight boy in a Dalton uniform. “Mr. Anderson I presume?”
“Yes,” Scott nodded, noticing how Blaine’s face lit up. “And you are?”
“Kurt Hummel. I’m Blaine’s boyfriend,” The boy’s blue eyes were hard as he took in Blaine’s tearstained cheeks. “Tie is the only word that translates.”
“Tie,” Blaine piped up, smiling up at Kurt.
“Oh,” Scott felt uncomfortable under Kurt’s gaze. “It’s really nice to meet you. Blaine has said so much about you.”
“I’m sure,” Kurt said coldly, dropping his messenger bag into a chair. “Did you just get in? I heard you were away on business.”
“I flew in from Japan this morning. I came straight here from the airport,” He explained but Kurt’s dark look never disappeared.
“Good. Blaine really needed you here but I guess better late than never,” The teenager took a seat next to his boyfriend, smiling at Blaine.
“Excuse me?” Scott had enough. “I am here now, don’t speak to me like a child.”
“Blaine was injured and sent into a coma over a week ago and woke up with brain damage. You’re only arriving now?” Kurt’s eyes flashed. “He’s scared and confused. Please don’t stay here to only confuse him more, he needs full support acceptance right now.”
“You’re right,” Scott ran a hand through his cropped hair. “I haven’t been the most supportive father but I want to change. I was scared and stupid. Since Blaine came out to me I’ve been constantly terrified that this will happen. I guess I thought that as soon as I saw him it would be real and someone would have really tried to kill my son.”
He took in a deep, trembling breath and blinked back tears. Blaine stared up at him, looking upset at the tears flashing in his father’s eyes.
“I’m not leaving now,” Scott shook his head. “I’m not leaving ever.”
Kurt’s expression softened and he glanced down at his and Blaine’s intertwined fingers.
“Sorry,” He whispered.
“Don’t be. I should be thanking you for being with him this whole time,” Scott gave him a small smile.
“I love him,” Kurt’s entire face lit up and he beamed at Blaine. “I love him completely and would stay with him no matter what.”
“I can tell,” Scott pulled up a chair and smiled at his son who was staring adoringly at Kurt. “I can tell he feels the same.”
Kurt bit his lip to hide a smile and blushed.
“So Kurt, tell me more about yourself. I want to know about my son’s boyfriend,” Scott smiled warmly.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Klaine
Summary: Blaine is injured in a hate crime and suffers from brain damage as a result. After waiting for days for him to wake up Kurt is horrified to find that Blaine has Wernicke's Aphasia and can not understand anything that is said to him or say anything that makes sense.
Disclaimer: All Glee things are Glee's. The title comes from the amazing song Words by Kate Miller-Heidke
Author's Note: A prompt from the angst meme. I guess I just can't stay away from hurt/comfort Klaine :)
Author's Note: Wow everyone thanks for all of the amazing reviews and a rec on Kurt_Blaine! I can't stop smiling :D. So sorry about the long wait! I got caught up with finals and papers that were due (why did I ever decide to be a natural science major?) but they're finally over! Expect more soon! Thanks guys!
Previous Chapters:
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Scott Anderson knew he and his son didn’t always see eye to eye.
When Blaine had told him that he was gay Scott refused to believe it. This was his son who, while a little small, liked football and playing outside. He had to watch him come home covered in bruises and cuts after school every day and finally had to transfer him.
Scott didn’t have anything against homosexuality. He knew his son was who he was but sometimes he wished that Blaine wouldn’t be so obvious about it. He would fuss about his clothes, beg to go to musicals, and became incredibly involved in his school choir. Scott knew that one day it would get him in trouble.
Standing outside of his son’s hospital room, he knew he was right.
He stepped into the room, closing the sliding glass door quietly and took in his son completely. Blaine always looked small but surrounded by blankets and machines he looked so much younger than seventeen.
Never a touchy feely person, Scott stood off to the side and stared at his sleeping son. He shifted uncomfortably in the corner and smoothed down his suit.
“Blaine?” He called out softly. “Buddy? It’s dad.”
Hazel eyes blinked open slowly and after a few moments, Blaine locked eyes with his father.
“Loten?” He whispered, looking surprised. “Feren today to the January.”
Scott felt like he had been punched in the stomach. His wife had explained what had happened but really seeing his son was actually painful.
“Shh,” He hurried over to Blaine and after a brief hesitation, ran a hand through his curls. “I’m here. Sorry I took so long.”
The confusion in Blaine’s eyes stung.
“I’m so sorry that I didn’t get here right away. I just…just couldn’t see you like this. My baby boy…my little Blaine,” Scott felt his breath hitch and pressed a kiss to his forehead, below the bandage.
“Prent,” Blaine began but quieted when his father hushed him.
“I had no right to try to make you someone you weren’t. I love you no matter what, you are my whole life. I’m just so sorry…but I will always be here for you,” Scott said intensely, trying to find any sign that Blaine understood him.
Blaine stared blankly back at him.
“I love you,” Scott gave him an slight hug, not wanting to hurt him further. Blaine let out a small sob and threw his arms around his father, soaking his shoulder in tears.
“Just fallen quir today with young harden,” Blaine sobbed, tightening his arms.
“It’s okay,” Scott whispered into his son’s hair.
He pulled back and wiped at the tears on Blaine’s cheeks before giving him a smile. Scott swallowed heavily when he saw the slight understanding in Blaine’s eyes.
“Wall,” Blaine mumbled, twisting his body around to grab a striped Dalton tie on his bedpost. “A tie. Lar, a tie.”
“I don’t understand,” Scott whispered, rubbing at his son’s arm.
“A tie,” Blaine waved the strip of fabric.
“It’s the only thing he can say that makes sense,” A soft voice startled him and he spun around to see a slight boy in a Dalton uniform. “Mr. Anderson I presume?”
“Yes,” Scott nodded, noticing how Blaine’s face lit up. “And you are?”
“Kurt Hummel. I’m Blaine’s boyfriend,” The boy’s blue eyes were hard as he took in Blaine’s tearstained cheeks. “Tie is the only word that translates.”
“Tie,” Blaine piped up, smiling up at Kurt.
“Oh,” Scott felt uncomfortable under Kurt’s gaze. “It’s really nice to meet you. Blaine has said so much about you.”
“I’m sure,” Kurt said coldly, dropping his messenger bag into a chair. “Did you just get in? I heard you were away on business.”
“I flew in from Japan this morning. I came straight here from the airport,” He explained but Kurt’s dark look never disappeared.
“Good. Blaine really needed you here but I guess better late than never,” The teenager took a seat next to his boyfriend, smiling at Blaine.
“Excuse me?” Scott had enough. “I am here now, don’t speak to me like a child.”
“Blaine was injured and sent into a coma over a week ago and woke up with brain damage. You’re only arriving now?” Kurt’s eyes flashed. “He’s scared and confused. Please don’t stay here to only confuse him more, he needs full support acceptance right now.”
“You’re right,” Scott ran a hand through his cropped hair. “I haven’t been the most supportive father but I want to change. I was scared and stupid. Since Blaine came out to me I’ve been constantly terrified that this will happen. I guess I thought that as soon as I saw him it would be real and someone would have really tried to kill my son.”
He took in a deep, trembling breath and blinked back tears. Blaine stared up at him, looking upset at the tears flashing in his father’s eyes.
“I’m not leaving now,” Scott shook his head. “I’m not leaving ever.”
Kurt’s expression softened and he glanced down at his and Blaine’s intertwined fingers.
“Sorry,” He whispered.
“Don’t be. I should be thanking you for being with him this whole time,” Scott gave him a small smile.
“I love him,” Kurt’s entire face lit up and he beamed at Blaine. “I love him completely and would stay with him no matter what.”
“I can tell,” Scott pulled up a chair and smiled at his son who was staring adoringly at Kurt. “I can tell he feels the same.”
Kurt bit his lip to hide a smile and blushed.
“So Kurt, tell me more about yourself. I want to know about my son’s boyfriend,” Scott smiled warmly.