And I'll help you carry on, I'll be your friend

[singslikeagirl]

Who: singslikeagirl and fabraymazing
What: Taking and giving
Where: Quinn's house
When: Post episode, after Burt wakes up
Episode: 2x03 "Grilled Cheesus"
Rating: G

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[fabraymazing]

She wasn't particularly caught off guard to see him - the timing was a bit odd, as she'd assumed he'd be off sleeping, catching up on long deserved rest - but the fact that Kurt had shown up at her door wasn't entirely surprising. She hadn't really prepared anything to say to him, as they hadn't actually had a conversation since they'd found out about Burt, but just getting a hug from him, in this moment, was more than enough.

She snaked her arms around him and rested her chin in the crook of his shoulder, her eyes clamped shut. "Hi," she simply said with a sigh.

[singslikeagirl]

Kurt didn't let go. He had wanted to do this from the minute he heard his Dad was in a coma, but he had been too scared to, and he hated himself for that. Quinn was one of his closest friends. They had became almost inseperable over the summer when she was dealing with losing Beth. Kurt hadn't been able to really understand what it would be like to be pregnant and give up a child (for obvious reasons), but he knew what it was like to be isolated and feeling alone, so he had made sure Quinn didn't feel either. They hung out, they did girly things, and they just simply got closer.

"Hi," he responded from where he had come to have his face buried in her shoulder. His hands were clutched around the back of her shirt and he worked to try and not burst into immediate tears. He knew Finn had already broken the news that Burt was awake. The guy practically ran out of the hospital dancing when Kurt told him (making a point of having Finn one of the first to know this time). "I just needed... wanted... to... I'm sorry."

[fabraymazing]

Quinn knotted her hands behind his back, pulling him toward her tightly and refusing to let go. "Me, too," she said, sniffling a little. She gave him a squeeze. "I should have been there. I shouldn't have left. I should have...you shouldn't have had to be alone."

Whether Kurt had imposed the solitude himself or not was entirely irrelevant to Quinn. He was her best friend, the only person she could trust with nearly everything. He was there for her when she needed someone to cry to, to make her feel better, to listen to her. She let him braid her hair, for God's sake. The fact that she hadn't been there for him was simply not acceptable to her, differences in opinions aside.

[singslikeagirl]

"My Dad woke up. They said he's gonna be okay," Kurt told her, even if she already knew. It just didn't matter if she knew, he still needed to say it. "Well, as okay as he can be after what happened. He'll need to be in hospital for a little longer, then we'll need to take care of him when he gets home. But better than a coma, right?" he rambled.

He bit down on the inside of his lip. "I wasn't going to admit to listening to Celine Dion's All By Myself on repeat in the car on the way over here, because it's obviously just plain cheesy and pathetic, but I did. It helped me keep driving and not chicken out at the last minute, because I just... there's something I need to talk to you about. Something I should have talked to you about days and days ago. I was just selfish and blinded. And I was scared. I couldn't even tell you exactly what I was thinking now. It's just all a mush in my head."