I just spoke to Kurt and he had a proposition for us.

woman_or_a_girl, nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff - guys, I kind of need to talk to you. It's important.

For some reason, it just hit me like a tonne of bricks the enormity of giving one of your closest friends CPR. It was a horrible night, can still hear Blaine's panicked begging to Kurt to not leave him. Need to somehow figure out how to stop crying now.

That awkward moment when you want the house your friends are looking to buy...

Hanging with my bros - with rockstarwarbler, justbeingaqueen, finninator, justwants2dance, jewhawk, showingnuttage, warble_on_jeff, nickthewarbler at Mount Sinai Medical Center

That awkward moment where nickthewarbler is mistaken for my husband...

Who: dapperdevious, warble_on_jeff and nickthewarbler (posting order)
What: Faces from the past
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: Simultaneous to THIS
Rating: Probable swearing

Sebastian just needed coffee. Or caffeine of any form. He would settle for Red Bull, or maybe Red Bull in coffee. He didn't really care so long as he got it. It was later at night now, but he had been up all the previous night when his twin decided it was the perfect time to explode. Almost literally. Jeremy had come home from studying at the college library looking like death. Because they were identical twins, they had some sort of twin-sense on some level and Sebastian had been feeling odd all afternoon. Not quite sick, just not quite 100% either. He hadn't put it down to anything until Jez was there looking like a reject out of a horror movie. In fact, Sebastian couldn't remember the last time he saw his brother looking that ill and he was immediately worried.

Jeremy had just wanted to go to bed, though, and he passed out for a few hours. Sebastian was woken around ten that night to the sound of Jeremy being violently sick in the bathroom. They shared an apartment and had done ever since they got into Columbia together. It seems they were destined to live the twin life. When it didn't get any better, Sebastian decided to take Jez to the ER, and luckily so because it turned out his appendix was going to burst and they go to him just in time. Sebastian texted their two older brothers and told them that whatever - or whoever - they were doing, to quit it and get to Mount Sinai for Jez ASAP.

It was now the evening after and Jeremy was out like a light, but Sebastian wouldn't leave his side. He had his head down checking his texts when he entered the hospital cafeteria in search of coffee only just looked up in time before he bumped into a couple leaving. He nearly didn't even bother apologising, until he saw who it was. "Fucking hell! Jeff? Nick? Fuck... what are you... you're in New York?!"

Who: dapperdevious, warble_on_jeff and nickthewarbler (posting order)
What: Faces from the past
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: Simultaneous to THIS
Rating: Probable swearing

Sebastian just needed coffee. Or caffeine of any form. He would settle for Red Bull, or maybe Red Bull in coffee. He didn't really care so long as he got it. It was later at night now, but he had been up all the previous night when his twin decided it was the perfect time to explode. Almost literally. Jeremy had come home from studying at the college library looking like death. Because they were identical twins, they had some sort of twin-sense on some level and Sebastian had been feeling odd all afternoon. Not quite sick, just not quite 100% either. He hadn't put it down to anything until Jez was there looking like a reject out of a horror movie. In fact, Sebastian couldn't remember the last time he saw his brother looking that ill and he was immediately worried.

Jeremy had just wanted to go to bed, though, and he passed out for a few hours. Sebastian was woken around ten that night to the sound of Jeremy being violently sick in the bathroom. They shared an apartment and had done ever since they got into Columbia together. It seems they were destined to live the twin life. When it didn't get any better, Sebastian decided to take Jez to the ER, and luckily so because it turned out his appendix was going to burst and they go to him just in time. Sebastian texted their two older brothers and told them that whatever - or whoever - they were doing, to quit it and get to Mount Sinai for Jez ASAP.

It was now the evening after and Jeremy was out like a light, but Sebastian wouldn't leave his side. He had his head down checking his texts when he entered the hospital cafeteria in search of coffee only just looked up in time before he bumped into a couple leaving. He nearly didn't even bother apologising, until he saw who it was. "Fucking hell! Jeff? Nick? Fuck... what are you... you're in New York?!"

Never been more scared in my life.

In the waiting room at the hospital waiting for word on Kurt...

O.O

Who: nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What: Time for talks
Where: The Esplanade at Battery Park, New York City
When: About a week after Quinn clears things up
Rating: Open for now

There was just never a good time for anything lately. It was easy to try and put things off until a 'better time', but it was just a fruitless effort. There was no better time with Kurt sick, there was no better time when everything was so stressful. After the whole confusing mess with Quinn and what happened with Jeff when Nick broke the news, Nick just needed to get out of the city for a little bit, and that was exactly what he did. He flew home to Florida for a few days to visit his family and have a much overdue heart-to-heart with his mom. It helped clear his head, and although he was homesick and wanted to stay longer, as soon as he heard things back in New York were still all over the place, he reluctantly went back.

He arrived home just as Carole was helping Blaine pack to leave the apartment while he was choked up with the flu. They had to take all measures to avoid Kurt being exposed to bugs and viruses as they could while his immune system was in the toilet, and according to Andrew, Kurt's white cell count was extremely low right now in the middle of his third round of chemo. Falling victim to the flu would directly attack the cancer in his chest, and he might not recover form it. It was as scary as all fuck, and although Blaine was clearly distressed about being forced to leave, he didn't argue or protest. The apartment just didn't seem right without him, though, and Nick knew then it was well overdue time for him to talk to Jeff about everything.

Burt and Carole had everything in hand with Quinn's help as Kurt battled another peak of his chemo, this time without Blaine on hand for comfort. Nick's heart was breaking, but he knew it was no place for a D&M with his boyfriend, he couldn't put it off, though. He sent Jeff a text and told him to meet him at the the Battery Park Esplanade, and then after buying a coffee from a nearby vendor, took one of the free seats lining the shore and just waited, watching the water and trying to wrap his head around everything.

Who: nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What: Time for talks
Where: The Esplanade at Battery Park, New York City
When: About a week after Quinn clears things up
Rating: Open for now

There was just never a good time for anything lately. It was easy to try and put things off until a 'better time', but it was just a fruitless effort. There was no better time with Kurt sick, there was no better time when everything was so stressful. After the whole confusing mess with Quinn and what happened with Jeff when Nick broke the news, Nick just needed to get out of the city for a little bit, and that was exactly what he did. He flew home to Florida for a few days to visit his family and have a much overdue heart-to-heart with his mom. It helped clear his head, and although he was homesick and wanted to stay longer, as soon as he heard things back in New York were still all over the place, he reluctantly went back.

He arrived home just as Carole was helping Blaine pack to leave the apartment while he was choked up with the flu. They had to take all measures to avoid Kurt being exposed to bugs and viruses as they could while his immune system was in the toilet, and according to Andrew, Kurt's white cell count was extremely low right now in the middle of his third round of chemo. Falling victim to the flu would directly attack the cancer in his chest, and he might not recover form it. It was as scary as all fuck, and although Blaine was clearly distressed about being forced to leave, he didn't argue or protest. The apartment just didn't seem right without him, though, and Nick knew then it was well overdue time for him to talk to Jeff about everything.

Burt and Carole had everything in hand with Quinn's help as Kurt battled another peak of his chemo, this time without Blaine on hand for comfort. Nick's heart was breaking, but he knew it was no place for a D&M with his boyfriend, he couldn't put it off, though. He sent Jeff a text and told him to meet him at the the Battery Park Esplanade, and then after buying a coffee from a nearby vendor, took one of the free seats lining the shore and just waited, watching the water and trying to wrap his head around everything.

I need to talk to you when you have a chance, Nick. It's kind of important.

Thinking of going home for a visit.

Does the universe just get pleasure out of fucking me and all the people I love over?

Who? nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What? This isn't exactly how he saw this happening...
When? The afternoon of this
Where? Jeff and Nick's room at the Humanderbray home
Rating: Swearing/adult situations likely

There was so much Jeff wanted to talk to Nick about. And for a couple who lived in the same place, they honestly didn't get much time to themselves to talk. They were both doing their best to pitch in to help with any and everything Blaine and Kurt needed, and sometimes taking turns, which meant sleeping at different times.

Still, every moment they did share brought Jeff more and more assurance that this was the right thing... that he'd found the person he wanted to be with. They were moving slow, yes. And that was okay. Jeff wasn't ready for a marriage proposal, even if Klaine and SamDrew had made it look like the coolest thing in the world. Klaine and SamDrew also had a lot of time as couples under their belts, where Nick and Jeff were really new at this whole thing. Being best friends for ages didn't mean that transitioning into being boyfriends would be easy. Especially not with the way everything had gone down. It was slow going, but it was exactly what they both needed.

With all this going on, seeing Nick be so perfect with Blaine the day after his nightmare, Jeff had been shaken to his core with both the knowledge of how life could change at any moment, and the realization of what a beautiful person he had to call his boyfriend. He'd thought about it long and hard in the days since that had all gone down, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized how important Nick was to him... And that he was ready for the next step in their relationship. But Nick's response had left Jeff confused and worried, running through the blue million possibilities in his mind for what Nick could want to talk to him about.

He was lying on one side of the bed he shared with Nick, leaving his own bed empty most nights, and instead of the excited sense of anticipation he'd felt when he texted Nick earlier, he was filled with dread. So much so that when Nick opened the door to their room, Jeff nearly jumped out of his skin, but recovered quickly. "Hey," he said softly, his eyes showing concern as he sat up, patting the spot on the bed beside him. "What's going on?"

Who? nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What? This isn't exactly how he saw this happening...
When? The afternoon of this
Where? Jeff and Nick's room at the Humanderbray home
Rating: Swearing/adult situations likely

There was so much Jeff wanted to talk to Nick about. And for a couple who lived in the same place, they honestly didn't get much time to themselves to talk. They were both doing their best to pitch in to help with any and everything Blaine and Kurt needed, and sometimes taking turns, which meant sleeping at different times.

Still, every moment they did share brought Jeff more and more assurance that this was the right thing... that he'd found the person he wanted to be with. They were moving slow, yes. And that was okay. Jeff wasn't ready for a marriage proposal, even if Klaine and SamDrew had made it look like the coolest thing in the world. Klaine and SamDrew also had a lot of time as couples under their belts, where Nick and Jeff were really new at this whole thing. Being best friends for ages didn't mean that transitioning into being boyfriends would be easy. Especially not with the way everything had gone down. It was slow going, but it was exactly what they both needed.

With all this going on, seeing Nick be so perfect with Blaine the day after his nightmare, Jeff had been shaken to his core with both the knowledge of how life could change at any moment, and the realization of what a beautiful person he had to call his boyfriend. He'd thought about it long and hard in the days since that had all gone down, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized how important Nick was to him... And that he was ready for the next step in their relationship. But Nick's response had left Jeff confused and worried, running through the blue million possibilities in his mind for what Nick could want to talk to him about.

He was lying on one side of the bed he shared with Nick, leaving his own bed empty most nights, and instead of the excited sense of anticipation he'd felt when he texted Nick earlier, he was filled with dread. So much so that when Nick opened the door to their room, Jeff nearly jumped out of his skin, but recovered quickly. "Hey," he said softly, his eyes showing concern as he sat up, patting the spot on the bed beside him. "What's going on?"

Hey, Nicky... There's something I wanted to talk to you about... It's nothing bad, promise... Are you busy this afternoon? I mean, besides the usual?

Who? nickthewarbler and woman_or_a_girl
What? Confessions
When? The day after Blaine's nightmare
Where? The Humanderbray (et al) home
Rating: PG-13-ish?

Nick needed to know what was going on. Quinn knew that. Especially given that he and Lucas were friends, and if Lucas was acting weird toward Nick, he'd want to know why. It wasn't fair to keep it from him when he might very well be the father.

Her mind was still racing with the events of the past few days. Lucas's response had been difficult to deal with, though Quinn knew deep down, it made sense. Lucas was ambitious and fun-loving and dedicated to school and to getting to be a lawyer. Why on earth would he want something like this to hold him back? Especially when, at this point, he couldn't even be sure it was his problem.

As Quinn walked into the apartment from the market, she dropped her shoes and purse at the door, walking toward the kitchen with her groceries, and nearly bumped into Nick coming out of the kitchen with a cup of tea. Jeff wasn't with him, which, these days, was a bit of a rarity, so Quinn took advantage of the moment. "Hey, Nick? If you're not busy right now, there's something I kind of need to talk with you about."

Who? nickthewarbler and woman_or_a_girl
What? Confessions
When? The day after Blaine's nightmare
Where? The Humanderbray (et al) home
Rating: PG-13-ish?

Nick needed to know what was going on. Quinn knew that. Especially given that he and Lucas were friends, and if Lucas was acting weird toward Nick, he'd want to know why. It wasn't fair to keep it from him when he might very well be the father.

Her mind was still racing with the events of the past few days. Lucas's response had been difficult to deal with, though Quinn knew deep down, it made sense. Lucas was ambitious and fun-loving and dedicated to school and to getting to be a lawyer. Why on earth would he want something like this to hold him back? Especially when, at this point, he couldn't even be sure it was his problem.

As Quinn walked into the apartment from the market, she dropped her shoes and purse at the door, walking toward the kitchen with her groceries, and nearly bumped into Nick coming out of the kitchen with a cup of tea. Jeff wasn't with him, which, these days, was a bit of a rarity, so Quinn took advantage of the moment. "Hey, Nick? If you're not busy right now, there's something I kind of need to talk with you about."

Who: nickthewarbler, warble_on_jeff and rockstarwarbler (posting order)
What: Falling to pieces
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: A good hour after THIS
Rating: Que sera sera

It was a shock to both Nick and Jeff to watch Blaine totally lose it in front of them. First the scary reaction when he was woken up from that nightmare. He had fallen asleep so quickly, and it was only a couple of minutes before he was thrashing around having the bad dream. Jeff and Nick had debated back and forth whether they should even wake him, but when Blaine started screaming Kurt's name, there was no question. But the completely strange and horrified way Blaine reacted, and then came back out of Kurt's room, Nick seriously thought for a horrible moment there that Kurt had died. He didn't know what the dream was about yet, but the heartbroken sobs when Blaine broke down, Nick thought Blaine had just found Kurt dead.

It took a little time for the aftermath to settle. Quinn stepped in and quickly made Kurt's tea to take it to him while Nick took control with Blaine, who was crying so desperately he ended up throwing up in the sink when he couldn't get himself back under control. That dream had to be something else. And now, Blaine was sitting in the living room, slumped over on the sofa with Jeff sitting beside him in concern rubbing his back. Nick brought a mug of black tea with honey and lemon through and then sat down on the coffee table in front of Blaine, and held it out for him, waiting for him to take it. He glanced at Jeff, who looked pale from shock himself and then tilted his head to see Blaine's face. "Are you feeling any better, buddy?" he asked in concern.

Who: nickthewarbler, warble_on_jeff and rockstarwarbler (posting order)
What: Falling to pieces
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: A good hour after THIS
Rating: Que sera sera

It was a shock to both Nick and Jeff to watch Blaine totally lose it in front of them. First the scary reaction when he was woken up from that nightmare. He had fallen asleep so quickly, and it was only a couple of minutes before he was thrashing around having the bad dream. Jeff and Nick had debated back and forth whether they should even wake him, but when Blaine started screaming Kurt's name, there was no question. But the completely strange and horrified way Blaine reacted, and then came back out of Kurt's room, Nick seriously thought for a horrible moment there that Kurt had died. He didn't know what the dream was about yet, but the heartbroken sobs when Blaine broke down, Nick thought Blaine had just found Kurt dead.

It took a little time for the aftermath to settle. Quinn stepped in and quickly made Kurt's tea to take it to him while Nick took control with Blaine, who was crying so desperately he ended up throwing up in the sink when he couldn't get himself back under control. That dream had to be something else. And now, Blaine was sitting in the living room, slumped over on the sofa with Jeff sitting beside him in concern rubbing his back. Nick brought a mug of black tea with honey and lemon through and then sat down on the coffee table in front of Blaine, and held it out for him, waiting for him to take it. He glanced at Jeff, who looked pale from shock himself and then tilted his head to see Blaine's face. "Are you feeling any better, buddy?" he asked in concern.

Who: rockstarwarbler with justbeingaqueen and nickthewarbler (and a couple other minor appearances)
What: Just silence...
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: Wednesday night
Rating: PG, but some painful imagery

Blaine would have been relieved that day was nearly over if it didn't mean he had a hell of long night ahead of him. Chemo that day had been bad. Kurt was in so much pain and spent most of the session in tears and telling Blaine he just wanted it to stop. That, coupled with the song Kurt had posted to Facebook a couple of days ago, Blaine was just a mess inside. He was managing to keep it together on the outside, but he was feeling like his grasp on his emotions was hanging by a thread. The more weak and sick Kurt became, the more scared Blaine got that he was going to slip away from him.

The second round of chemo started okay. It was dragging tiredness that was seeping into every portion of Kurt's body and by the end of the first day, he needed help with literally everything. All he wanted to was lie in bed and not move, leading to Blaine needing to feed him a small bowl of chicken soup just to get some sustenance into him. It didn't stay down long, though, and a short while later, it was jello that was the next offering with Kurt barely awake as he got a few mouthfuls into him. All around him, Blaine had offers of help. Burt, Carole, Finn, Quinn, Nick, Jeff, Mercedes... the list went on. He wanted to do most of Kurt's hands-on nursing himself, though, no matter how much more hard it was getting this time. Kurt was his husband, and this was his job, and he only took the help when he absolutely needed it.

( Blaine was lying next to Kurt on their bed, his head propped up on one hand as he watched Kurt doze, and his other rubbing soft, soothing circles over a strip of exposed skin at Kurt's tummy... )


RP LOG, SCENE COMPLETE

Who: rockstarwarbler with justbeingaqueen and nickthewarbler (and a couple other minor appearances)
What: Just silence...
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: Wednesday night
Rating: PG, but some painful imagery

Blaine would have been relieved that day was nearly over if it didn't mean he had a hell of long night ahead of him. Chemo that day had been bad. Kurt was in so much pain and spent most of the session in tears and telling Blaine he just wanted it to stop. That, coupled with the song Kurt had posted to Facebook a couple of days ago, Blaine was just a mess inside. He was managing to keep it together on the outside, but he was feeling like his grasp on his emotions was hanging by a thread. The more weak and sick Kurt became, the more scared Blaine got that he was going to slip away from him.

The second round of chemo started okay. It was dragging tiredness that was seeping into every portion of Kurt's body and by the end of the first day, he needed help with literally everything. All he wanted to was lie in bed and not move, leading to Blaine needing to feed him a small bowl of chicken soup just to get some sustenance into him. It didn't stay down long, though, and a short while later, it was jello that was the next offering with Kurt barely awake as he got a few mouthfuls into him. All around him, Blaine had offers of help. Burt, Carole, Finn, Quinn, Nick, Jeff, Mercedes... the list went on. He wanted to do most of Kurt's hands-on nursing himself, though, no matter how much more hard it was getting this time. Kurt was his husband, and this was his job, and he only took the help when he absolutely needed it.

( Blaine was lying next to Kurt on their bed, his head propped up on one hand as he watched Kurt doze, and his other rubbing soft, soothing circles over a strip of exposed skin at Kurt's tummy... )


RP LOG, SCENE COMPLETE

Even though I nearly froze a ball off up there, Kurt and Blaine made me feel all squishy. D'aww, weddings :)

Who: justbeingaqueen, rockstarwarbler and a bunch of extended family and friends
What: Legally bond(ed)
Where: Rooftop garden, apartment block of the Hummel-Anderson-Fabray(-Matheson-Hinton) Residence
When: Christmas Evening
Rating: PG

PART TWO

It was stupid, really. Blaine was exictedly nervous about this moment as he stood up on the rooftop garden waiting for Kurt. It was cold and everyone was rugged up in coats, but some opened at the top to reveal their t-shirts with pride. It looked so, so beautiful. There was a garden arch that the girls had threaded twinkling fairy lights all over with some more fresh roses tucked in here and there, and the whole small area was lined with rows of candles in little glass jars. No other decoration was needed, the lights gave off a romantic glow and they all stood gathered around for the short wait until Kurt changed and made it up to the roof. Blaine turned to Puck, flashing him a grin as he let out a long, shaky breath to compose himself, giving his hands a shake to try and keep them warm. Puck, who had his guitar hanging over his shoulder, held his hand up for a bro fist-bump of encouragement and Blaine returned it gratefully before he pulled Puck into a spontaneous smoosh hug anyway, clinging to him for just a few moments.

( This was bigger than just confirming their vows to make it legal in New York... )


RP LOG, SCENE COMPLETE

Who: justbeingaqueen, rockstarwarbler and a bunch of extended family and friends
What: Legally bond(ed)
Where: Rooftop garden, apartment block of the Hummel-Anderson-Fabray(-Matheson-Hinton) Residence
When: Christmas Evening
Rating: PG

PART TWO

It was stupid, really. Blaine was exictedly nervous about this moment as he stood up on the rooftop garden waiting for Kurt. It was cold and everyone was rugged up in coats, but some opened at the top to reveal their t-shirts with pride. It looked so, so beautiful. There was a garden arch that the girls had threaded twinkling fairy lights all over with some more fresh roses tucked in here and there, and the whole small area was lined with rows of candles in little glass jars. No other decoration was needed, the lights gave off a romantic glow and they all stood gathered around for the short wait until Kurt changed and made it up to the roof. Blaine turned to Puck, flashing him a grin as he let out a long, shaky breath to compose himself, giving his hands a shake to try and keep them warm. Puck, who had his guitar hanging over his shoulder, held his hand up for a bro fist-bump of encouragement and Blaine returned it gratefully before he pulled Puck into a spontaneous smoosh hug anyway, clinging to him for just a few moments.

( This was bigger than just confirming their vows to make it legal in New York... )


RP LOG, SCENE COMPLETE

Who: justbeingaqueen, rockstarwarbler and a bunch of extended family and friends
What: Five family members, four bridesmaids, three Tiffany's rings, two gay grooms and a partridge in a pear tree.
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray(-Matheson-Hinton) Residence
When: Christmas Evening
Rating: PG

PART ONE

"I have a confession," Blaine began as he leaned over Kurt lying on the sofa and adjusted the soft blanket over his knees. Once Kurt was adequately untwisted again, Blaine knelt down beside him and held a little wrapped box out on his palm. "I have one more present for you."

All Kurt was seeing was turquiose wrapping with white ribbon, and he knew exactly what that meant. He looked up from the box to Blaine's face with a small, exasperated sigh. "Blaine, don't you think we've already gone just a little bit overboard with the presents already?" he pointed out with a wave of his hand around the room that was covered with piles of presents for all the people who had been sharing Christmas with them. And there were a lot. They had a lot of bodies squished into that apartment that day, but it had been nice to be surrounded by the chaos, even if Kurt had spent most of the day in bed asleep. He was up (reluctantly) really early with everyone else for the present opening and Blaine dressed like an elf to hand out the billion presents shoved in a messy pile under the tree and spilling out over the floor, but the excitement had to come in short bursts and he was crawling back into bed a little while later when everyone else moved on to have Lucky Charms for breakfast. He slept most of the day, right through the Christmas lunch, but got up a little while ago to move from the bed to the sofa so he could spend time with his family and friends.

( 'Maybe just a little,' Blaine conceded sheepishly, smiling at his husband. )


RP LOG, SECOND PART TO FOLLOW

Who: justbeingaqueen, rockstarwarbler and a bunch of extended family and friends
What: Five family members, four bridesmaids, three Tiffany's rings, two gay grooms and a partridge in a pear tree.
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray(-Matheson-Hinton) Residence
When: Christmas Evening
Rating: PG

PART ONE

"I have a confession," Blaine began as he leaned over Kurt lying on the sofa and adjusted the soft blanket over his knees. Once Kurt was adequately untwisted again, Blaine knelt down beside him and held a little wrapped box out on his palm. "I have one more present for you."

All Kurt was seeing was turquiose wrapping with white ribbon, and he knew exactly what that meant. He looked up from the box to Blaine's face with a small, exasperated sigh. "Blaine, don't you think we've already gone just a little bit overboard with the presents already?" he pointed out with a wave of his hand around the room that was covered with piles of presents for all the people who had been sharing Christmas with them. And there were a lot. They had a lot of bodies squished into that apartment that day, but it had been nice to be surrounded by the chaos, even if Kurt had spent most of the day in bed asleep. He was up (reluctantly) really early with everyone else for the present opening and Blaine dressed like an elf to hand out the billion presents shoved in a messy pile under the tree and spilling out over the floor, but the excitement had to come in short bursts and he was crawling back into bed a little while later when everyone else moved on to have Lucky Charms for breakfast. He slept most of the day, right through the Christmas lunch, but got up a little while ago to move from the bed to the sofa so he could spend time with his family and friends.

( 'Maybe just a little,' Blaine conceded sheepishly, smiling at his husband. )


RP LOG, SECOND PART TO FOLLOW

nickthewarbler is now in a relationship with warble_on_jeff.

warble_on_jeff is now in a relationship with nickthewarbler.

Who: nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What: Trying again
Where: Starbucks
When: After THIS
Rating: Probably adult references

Nick had finished the grocery shopping sooner than he thought, so he ended up at Starbucks a little early. Okay, probably a lot early. He found himself sitting alone at a table for two by the window with a caramelatte and a whole of his own thoughts for company. Maybe a bit of down time was exactly what he needed, but he didn't use it to try and figure anything out. He really just sat there thinking. He thought about the stuff with Jeff, what happened with the Quinn, everything happening with Kurt and Blaine, how he was homesick for Florida and his family, how the fact he had been putting off finding a place to live might mean he wasn't sure he even wanted to settle in New York at all...

He sighed and rested his head on his hand as he stirred his half-empty coffee waiting for Jeff. Nothing made sense, and he wasn't deluded enough to think Christmas was going to be happy and fun this year. It was going to be nice to be with those he loved, but it was a rough time for a lot of people and as far as Nick was concerned, it was okay to not be happy if there were things to be down about. It was okay to be sad his friend was sick, and okay to be sad he was lonely and wished he had someone special to be with. What was the point of faking it if you wanted to care about the tough things too? He would be glad to see Christmas over this year, in all honesty. It seemed to be that little bit too much more effort than people had the energy for. Maybe curling up in front of the fire and just spending time in thought wasn't a bad idea at all.

Who: nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What: Trying again
Where: Starbucks
When: After THIS
Rating: Probably adult references

Nick had finished the grocery shopping sooner than he thought, so he ended up at Starbucks a little early. Okay, probably a lot early. He found himself sitting alone at a table for two by the window with a caramelatte and a whole of his own thoughts for company. Maybe a bit of down time was exactly what he needed, but he didn't use it to try and figure anything out. He really just sat there thinking. He thought about the stuff with Jeff, what happened with the Quinn, everything happening with Kurt and Blaine, how he was homesick for Florida and his family, how the fact he had been putting off finding a place to live might mean he wasn't sure he even wanted to settle in New York at all...

He sighed and rested his head on his hand as he stirred his half-empty coffee waiting for Jeff. Nothing made sense, and he wasn't deluded enough to think Christmas was going to be happy and fun this year. It was going to be nice to be with those he loved, but it was a rough time for a lot of people and as far as Nick was concerned, it was okay to not be happy if there were things to be down about. It was okay to be sad his friend was sick, and okay to be sad he was lonely and wished he had someone special to be with. What was the point of faking it if you wanted to care about the tough things too? He would be glad to see Christmas over this year, in all honesty. It seemed to be that little bit too much more effort than people had the energy for. Maybe curling up in front of the fire and just spending time in thought wasn't a bad idea at all.

Hey, Nicky... I know stuff's crazy right now, but I really need to talk to you... Whenever it works for you, please let me know?

It really just doesn't feel like Christmas...

Who: nickthewarbler and woman_or_a_girl
What: Subconscious confessions
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: A couple of days after THIS and THIS
Rating: PG

The morning was a bit of a blur for Nick. He hadn't slept much the might before. A mix of confusing thoughts swirling around his head and the sound of Kurt coughing frequently in the room across the hall had Nick lying in bed staring at the darkened ceiling as he tried desperately to make sense of everything. His head heart, his heart hurt, and he couldn't believe how lonely and quiet that room felt in the middle of the night with no one there for company...

But it was morning now, and he remembered getting up, taking his insulin, using the bathroom, having a shower and a shave. It was just going through the motions, what most people seemed to be doing as the reality of the situation trickled slowly to them and they were forced to accept it. Kurt and Blaine had been up relatively early, Kurt apparently wanted to go to Central Park, so Nick had kept out of their way while they got ready and then left. Of course, like anyone, he had doubts whether Kurt was up to it, but he was insistent and Blaine wouldn't deny him anything right now.

Once they left, Nick went to the kitchen to make himself some breakfast, but all he got as far as was to put the kettle on, get a mug out out, and switch the toaster on at the wall. Now he was standing there with his hands braced on the countertop as he absentmindedly looked off to the side unseeingly at the splashback behind the stove. He was lost in his swirl of thoughts again that he couldn't switch off, a frown of concentration furrowing his brow. Why was this so hard? Why did it hurt so damn fucking much? Why couldn't he just figure it out...?

Who: nickthewarbler and woman_or_a_girl
What: Subconscious confessions
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: A couple of days after THIS and THIS
Rating: PG

The morning was a bit of a blur for Nick. He hadn't slept much the might before. A mix of confusing thoughts swirling around his head and the sound of Kurt coughing frequently in the room across the hall had Nick lying in bed staring at the darkened ceiling as he tried desperately to make sense of everything. His head heart, his heart hurt, and he couldn't believe how lonely and quiet that room felt in the middle of the night with no one there for company...

But it was morning now, and he remembered getting up, taking his insulin, using the bathroom, having a shower and a shave. It was just going through the motions, what most people seemed to be doing as the reality of the situation trickled slowly to them and they were forced to accept it. Kurt and Blaine had been up relatively early, Kurt apparently wanted to go to Central Park, so Nick had kept out of their way while they got ready and then left. Of course, like anyone, he had doubts whether Kurt was up to it, but he was insistent and Blaine wouldn't deny him anything right now.

Once they left, Nick went to the kitchen to make himself some breakfast, but all he got as far as was to put the kettle on, get a mug out out, and switch the toaster on at the wall. Now he was standing there with his hands braced on the countertop as he absentmindedly looked off to the side unseeingly at the splashback behind the stove. He was lost in his swirl of thoughts again that he couldn't switch off, a frown of concentration furrowing his brow. Why was this so hard? Why did it hurt so damn fucking much? Why couldn't he just figure it out...?

Comfort TV. Never gets old.

Hitting up the gym. It's been a week.

Who: nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What: Reunions & Consequences
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: Evening in the wake of THIS
Rating: I'll go R, considering the subject matter

Nick must have fallen asleep in Quinn's bed, because when the doorbell of the apartment ringing woke him abruptly, it was the feminine design of the room that hit him like a tonne of bricks when his sleepy brain reminded him of what went down. Quinn wasn't there, though, but in her place was a purple post-it from her explaining she wanted to run to the store to pick some things up so Kurt and Blaine wouldn't need to think about it when they got home. It probably wasn't needed, but Nick could understand if she had to get out to clear her head for a little bit after what they did. He didn't mean to fall asleep, but he had been comfortable with her, and to be frank, he had needed that connection and to know he wasn't alone just as much as she had. He made a mental note to remind of her of that as he scrambled out of her bed and pulled his jeans and t-shirt back on so he could get the door.

He was still exhausted and, like everyone else most likely, felt like he had been hit by a bus from the emotional onslaught surrounding Kurt's diagnosis. He was stifling a yawn and trying to scrape his hair down from the sticking up mess it was from the intense sex and sleeping when he opened the door and literally did a double-take seeing Jeff there. Oh shit. The text message. Nick had replied to it just before Quinn got home and what could only be guilt flooded Nick's gut and he swallowed. "Oh hey," he murmured, trying to make out like he hadn't forgot Jeff was coming and stepped aside. "Come in."

Who: nickthewarbler and warble_on_jeff
What: Reunions & Consequences
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: Evening in the wake of THIS
Rating: I'll go R, considering the subject matter

Nick must have fallen asleep in Quinn's bed, because when the doorbell of the apartment ringing woke him abruptly, it was the feminine design of the room that hit him like a tonne of bricks when his sleepy brain reminded him of what went down. Quinn wasn't there, though, but in her place was a purple post-it from her explaining she wanted to run to the store to pick some things up so Kurt and Blaine wouldn't need to think about it when they got home. It probably wasn't needed, but Nick could understand if she had to get out to clear her head for a little bit after what they did. He didn't mean to fall asleep, but he had been comfortable with her, and to be frank, he had needed that connection and to know he wasn't alone just as much as she had. He made a mental note to remind of her of that as he scrambled out of her bed and pulled his jeans and t-shirt back on so he could get the door.

He was still exhausted and, like everyone else most likely, felt like he had been hit by a bus from the emotional onslaught surrounding Kurt's diagnosis. He was stifling a yawn and trying to scrape his hair down from the sticking up mess it was from the intense sex and sleeping when he opened the door and literally did a double-take seeing Jeff there. Oh shit. The text message. Nick had replied to it just before Quinn got home and what could only be guilt flooded Nick's gut and he swallowed. "Oh hey," he murmured, trying to make out like he hadn't forgot Jeff was coming and stepped aside. "Come in."

That awkward moment when you think you've figured it all out and you get knocked on your ass again...

Who? nickthewarbler and woman_or_a_girl
What? Finding comfort in the most unlikely of places.
When? The day Klaine go to Lima
Where? The Hummel-Anderson-Fabray-etc-etc home
Rating: PG-13ish

Quinn was relatively sure she'd failed her Abnormal Psych exam, and at the moment, she wasn't even sure she cared. She hated that she was stuck in New York when her best friend, the fag to her hag, needed her in Lima. Maybe her being there wouldn't change anything, but it would damn sure feel better if she wasn't seemingly forever away, while her friend had to tell his father he had cancer. All of the important lifechangers in their lives they'd gone through together... And this one time, Quinn couldn't be there. This one time when their whole world was hanging in the balance.

( She sighed heavily as she left the subway stop closest to home, walking quickly in her Dolce and Gabbana heels to get inside before dark. )

Who? nickthewarbler and woman_or_a_girl
What? Finding comfort in the most unlikely of places.
When? The day Klaine go to Lima
Where? The Hummel-Anderson-Fabray-etc-etc home
Rating: PG-13ish

Quinn was relatively sure she'd failed her Abnormal Psych exam, and at the moment, she wasn't even sure she cared. She hated that she was stuck in New York when her best friend, the fag to her hag, needed her in Lima. Maybe her being there wouldn't change anything, but it would damn sure feel better if she wasn't seemingly forever away, while her friend had to tell his father he had cancer. All of the important lifechangers in their lives they'd gone through together... And this one time, Quinn couldn't be there. This one time when their whole world was hanging in the balance.

( She sighed heavily as she left the subway stop closest to home, walking quickly in her Dolce and Gabbana heels to get inside before dark. )

Nicky...

I know you're angry at me, and you have every right to be. But I'm fucking terrified for Kurt, and I know you are, too, and I really miss my best friend.

Can I please come back to Kurt and Blaine's? Can we talk?

- Jeff

Who: bad2theboner and warble_on_jeff
What: Old and new friends
Where: Andrew & Sam's apartment
When: Later in the morning after THIS
Rating: PG

Andrew felt guilty, but he had literally forgotten that Jeff was staying with him. He had dropped Kurt and Blaine back at their apartment, helped them inside and then Blaine assured them they were okay from there. Andrew had wanted to protest, but it was about letting them go through the motions. Even the smallest thing could set off a string of emotional outbursts no one needed. He barely remembered cab ride home and it only dawned on his memory that Jeff was there when he entered the apartment and found him sitting on the sofa channel surfing while he ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast.

"Jeff..." Andrew greeted him quietly and then rubbed his hand over his forehead to try and ease the pain that had settled there. He needed Tylenol, and maybe a few stiff drinks, before he could even hope his brain - and heart - would switch off to let him sleep. Sam must still be in bed, and as wonderful as it would be to just crawl into bed and forget the rest of the world existed, it was impossible for Andrew right now. He emptied the pockets of his scrubs and dumped his keys, wallet and phone onto the bookcase, and then stood the large envelope with Kurt's test results against the wall. No doubt, he would trawl all over them again and again until he decided what best to suggest for the next step. He swallowed, and went over to perch on the edge of the arm chair across from the sofa where Jeff was sitting. "Jeff, there's something I need to talk to you about."