3. Ebullition
Blaine looked up to the clock on the wall. 10 to 6'o clock. Thank God, only 10 minutes left for his shift. He was already starving.
Then the phone rang. "Doctor, you've got a new patient, male, 27, ankle injured 30 minutes ago, sent by the ambulance, and now is coming to your room."
Blaine sighed, stood up and heard the sound of the wheelchair.
"Dr. Hummel?" Blaine inhaled, "What happened?"
The man in the wheelchair blushed, which amused Blaine a little. He's so cute. "Well…long story, anyway, I was dancing on the table with high heels, and I fell down…"
"Umm…So you fell down from a table, with…Wh...What? "Blaine was busy writing the case history, and looked up with the unbelievable look.
The embarrassed man blushed even more, "Go laughing if you want," he sighed, "You see, I sort of have a band, we were doing some Lady Gaga songs and I thought dancing on the furniture could be fun, and it turned out like this." He pointed his ankle.
Though knowing it was unprofessional, Blaine still couldn't help laughing out, "Ok, my dancing queen, I'm gonna check your ankle and it gonna hurt a little…Well, it is a little severe, we need an X-ray first to see if any fracture is involved."
"OK" Kurt nodded.
"Do you have any accompanies?"
"…No, I'm all alone, my roommate is out town."
Blaine checked time again, "Don't worry, my shift is over, I can go now. I will send you to do the exam and send you home."
"Oh, don't bother, I can wheel home myself…"
"Don't be silly," Blaine interrupted, "Let me drive you home, I don't have any plan tonight, anyway."
"Don't you need to accompany your boyfriend?"
"Sebastian?" Blaine raised his eyebrow, "No, he is in Los Angeles now, filming something god know what is it."
"Um…" Kurt hesitated, yesterday's lonely scene flashbacked, with an injured ankle, being alone is not a good option after all. He sighed, "If it is not too much trouble for you…"
"Not at all," Blaine smiled, trying to remove the shy boy's worry, "Come on, let's go." Then he started to push the wheelchair.
…
"Umm…no cracks," Blaine checked the X-ray through the light, "It is just a sprain. I'll give you some ibuprofens and you need to rest your right foot for 2 weeks. "
"So, not so bad." Kurt released," Dr. Anderson, thank you."
"You're welcome, and call me Blaine, please. Now, wait me for a minute, I'll go changing my clothes."
Five minutes later, Blaine rushed back, "Sorry kept you waiting."
Kurt shook his head, "I'm the one who should be sorry for causing so much trouble." He glanced at Blaine's outfit, a red checked bowtie, a purple coat, and a skintight light yellow trousers? Kurt laughed, what a weird fashion taste?
"Ha, you smile, thought you'd never smile to me," Blaine opened the gate of the ER and held for Kurt to wheel outside.
"Sorry for being cold to you yesterday," Kurt blushed again, "I thought you were irresponsible, but it was just my prejudgments."
"Then we are even now, I thought you are stone-hearted yesterday." Blaine stretched his hand to Kurt to help him get into the car.
Kurt held Blaine's hand, he could feel some calluses in the fingertips, but the palm was very soft and warm. For 3 years, finally someone was giving him the feeling of warm. "Umm, do you play guitar or something?"
Blaine started the engine, turning to Kurt with the how-do-you-know look.
"It's your calluses of your fingers, so I guess."
"Oh, that, I do play guitar," Blaine explained, "I love music. Although, I'm more into Katy than Gaga."
Kurt's eyes widened, "Maybe we could cooperate in the future?"- God, he is perfect, Kurt. But he is already taken. -That thought somewhat ached Kurt's heart a bit.
"Sure." Blaine looked back to the road, trying to disguise his ecstasy.
…
"Wow…it is a huge department," Blaine pulled open the big door of Kurt's attic.
"Um…Yes, this is the benefit you get from living far from uptown."
"So, you must wanna take a bath first, let me set it for you, where is it?"
"There, "Kurt pointed the direction. "Thank you. "
Blaine opened the water tap and tried the temperature. "You don't have to thank me every time，Kurt. I love taking care of sick people, that's one of my guilty pleasure."
"Um, so that's the reason you became a doctor?"
"One of many." Blaine wiped his hand dry. "Do you have anything to eat? You should take some food before you take the ibuprofen, otherwise it will damage your stomach."
"You don't have to explain to me," Kurt smiled, "I'm a doctor, too, remember? I knew the side effect of NSAID."
Blaine scratched his head, "Sorry, I always treat people like they are patients."
"You don't have to," Kurt laughed," It's an occupational disease, I have that too. For the food, I made some sushi this afternoon, you can find them in the fridge."
"You can make sushi? Who are you? Mr. Perfection?" Blaine opened the fridge. "Your girlfriend must be really lucky."
"Um, boyfriend, actually. That girl," Kurt pointed Rachael's photos on the shelf, "She is just my BFF." Kurt received the sushi plate handed by Blaine, then he heard a growling. "What is that?"
Blaine blushed, "It's my stomach. I haven't eaten anything since noon."
"Oh, come on, try some sushi, you are not allergic to seafood, right?" Seeing Blaine shaking his head, Kurt chose a salmon sushi and handed to Blaine.
"Yummy, they are even better than they look." Blaine took another one from Kurt, "So, where is your boyfriend now? At work?"
"Um, not exactly," Kurt looked down to the floor, biting his lower lip.
"Ah, I can hear the water coming out of the tub", Blaine rushed to the bathroom.
Kurt heard the sound of water stopped.
"It's ready." Blaine appeared again. "Do you wanna take the bath now?"
Kurt nodded.
Blaine supported Kurt by the arm and headed for the bathroom.
"I…I can do it by myself now, thanks." Kurt blushed.
"No, I'm not gonna take the risk to let you break your other leg. It is so slippy here." Blaine frowned, "Come on, no need to be shy. I'm a doctor, remember? "
"O…OK…" Kurt felt his face was burning when Blaine unbuttoned his clothes, and his heart was racing so fast that he thought he was gonna have a heart failure.
Blaine took off Kurt's pants really carefully, trying not to touch the hurt ankle. He tried his best not to stare at Kurt's flawless skin, although when Kurt was totally naked, he still felt dizzy at that pale color. He lifted Kurt up gently and put him in the hot tub while Kurt was hide his face in his shoulder.
"Um…So…I'll leave you here. When you finish, just call me, OK?"
"Umm." Kurt nodded, trying to hide his body in the tub as much as possible.
Blaine shut down the bathroom's door, leaned on the door and cupped his own face. -Damn, why I feel so turned on? Should be used to the male body, after all those years at the football team and the medical school and the hospital…Calm down. Blaine Anderson, don't screw it up, you wanna be a friend with him.-
Blaine approached to the living room, poured himself a glass of cool water and turned on the TV. However, he couldn't focus on the screen instead of listening to the sound of the bathroom. So, when he caught the voice of "Blaine, could you take my pajama here?" he immediately jumped to the closet and find a pajama there-it was not very difficult to find since Kurt's closet was incredible neat.-he picked a silk set with coffee cups pattern on it.
When he opened the door, Kurt was struggling to get the bath towel. Blaine stepped up quickly, "You should wait for me." He used the towel to wrap Kurt's torso and dried it.
Kurt was too embraced to say a word when he got his pajama on with the help of Blaine. He hooked his arms in Blaine's neck and let him lifted up to the bed.
"Here we go." Blaine put Kurt in the bed and covered him with the blanket. Then a photo on the nightstand caught his eyes: in that photo Kurt was hold by a blonde with a Scottish woolen cap. He was smiling, that smile, which Blaine never seen in Kurt, was full of content and love. "So, h…he is your boyfriend?"
"Yes, Adam is." Kurt's face fell and sighed.
"What happed?" Why you look so sad? Blaine wondered.
Kurt hesitated, didn't know if he should tell this guy who only get to know for two days, however, the intuition told him he could trust this guy. "He…he has been in coma for 3 years."
Blaine's eyebrow raised. "Wha…Why?"
"It was me…"Kurt closed his eyes and cupped his face. "I hurt him."
The next chapter will come tomorrow. Please let me know what you think. Thanks!