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[Kurt is usually pretty composed when he posts on the network, but not this time. He looks frantic, exhausted and frankly ill. His head is in his hands, his fingers gripping his usually impeccably-styled hair as he speaks without looking at the camera.]

All of you, please.

Please don't do this. I'm begging you. There has to be something else, there--there just has to be.

[In case it isn't clear what he's talking about... :c]

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[He's crying and shaking so badly that he probably won't be able to get off the floor anytime soon. He can barely breathe he's sobbing so hard. Honestly, he hasn't cried like this since his mother died.]

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[Blaine stays with him, holding him and encouraging him to breathe.]

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[In between sobs:]

Th-they're right. I-if you got taken, I'd-- I'd fight too. I'd-- [He dissolves into tears again.]

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[Blaine tries to soothe him]

Kurt... What they're doing is crazy. You just don't go storming the castle.

If I got taken, promise me you'd go to Tim instead.

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[He really can't say anything sensible right now. He breaks down into tears again.]

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[Blaine stays with him, holding him and trying to get him to breathe without pressuring him.]

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[Honestly, he shows no real sign of calming down anytime soon. You're going to have to haul him bodily off the floor, Blaine.]

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[Blaine eventually does. He encourages Kurt to the bed.]

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[Kurt lets himself be hefted into bed, and curls up there, feeling headachey and miserable.]

[Mumbled:] Sorry I got snot on you.

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Don't be. [Blaine says soothingly. He stokes the side of Kurt's face.] I'm going to get you a cool washcloth for your forehead okay? I'll be right back.

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Okay.

[He rolls onto his back, his hand over his eyes. The tears just won't stop coming, and he wonders if he'll dry up or something.]

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[Blaine only disappears long enough to get a damp cloth for Kurt. When he comes back he sits on the bed. His free hand touches Kurt's cheek, wiping away tears.]

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[Looks blearily up at Blaine.]

Hi.

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Hi.

I'm going to put this on your forehead okay? [He rests the cool, wet cloth over Kurt's head. It's meant to help with the headache that Blaine knows has to be coming from all of that intense sobbing, and to calm him down.]

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Mm. Feels nice.

I can't believe I lost it like that.

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[Blaine tends to him gently]

You're allowed.

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I'm scared, Blaine.

What if a war starts? What are we going to do?

[mediumdrip]

We'll stick together and survive.

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Come here?

[mediumdrip]

[Blaine moves to lie next to Kurt.]

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[Kurt shifts close, indicating he wants to be held.]

I want to go home.

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[Blaine puts his arm around Kurt.]

I am home... [He says softly as he presses against Kurt. He doesn't mean the Port, or their room. He means being with Kurt.]

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[Sniffling, he curls up in Blaine's arms.]

You're right. Home is where you are.

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[Blaine trails his hand over Kurt's arm.]

Is there anything I can do for you?

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I'm going to go to them.

I'll need to heal whomever gets hurt from this.