One of Blaine's all time favorite holidays was Halloween. There was something so rewarding about putting on a costume and getting to be someone else. Kurt, on the other hand, didn't see the value in the holiday at their age.
"We're twenty year olds, Blaine!" Kurt told him. "We are not wearing costumes."
"But Kurt!" Blaine whined, as he held up the couples costume he had bought from the store. The costumes, which were Batman and Robin outfits, remained in the plastics bags, still not open. "It's Halloween. It's all about the costumes."
"No Blaine, we're not even going to a party." Kurt replied. "There is no reason to even put a costume on."
"What about for the trick or treaters?" Blaine argued.
"Honey, I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but the majority of the people living in this building are single or newlyweds without any children. I doubt we'll have many if any trick or treaters." Kurt replied. Blaine frowned and formed his lip into a pout.
"Can we at least get take-out for dinner then." Blaine mumbled angrily. Kurt smiled and pressed a kiss to his husband's head.
"Yes, you five year old. We can have take-out." Kurt told him. "What kind of take-out do you want?"
"Thai food?" Blaine asked hopefully, knowing it wasn't Kurt's favorite.
"If that's what you want.' Kurt replied with a smile. He felt a little guilty about crushing his husband's, who still often acted like a children, Halloween plans. "I want to order from that place on 3rd street though." Blaine nodded before heading into the kitchen to grab his menu. They order the food and then cuddled on the couch until the food came with a knock on the door. Kurt got up from the couch and walked over to open the door.
"Takeout?' the man asked.
'Yup," Kurt replied as he handed him the money. "Keep the change." he added. The man nodded before leaving. Then, Kurt brought the food back into apartment and set it on the kitchen table where Blaine had already placed two plates and gotten both of them a drink.
"Here's your Thai food."Kurt said with a smile as he handed it to his husband.
"Thank you very much." Blaine replied, taking the styrofoam container from Kurt's hand. Together, they sat down at the table, munching happily on their food and chatting about things happening at NYADA and NYU. After dinner, they cleaned up and settled in on the couch to watch a movie.
Together, they lay nestled in on another's arms on the couch. It was completely relaxing...until it wasn't. Blaine began to feel weird in his stomach. He thought that maybe it was just indigestion, but he turned out to be wrong. He got extremely nauseous and pulled himself from Kurt's arms, pressing a hand to his mouth. "Babe, what's wrong?" Kurt asked.
"I don't feel very good." Blaine replied. "I think I'm going to-going to…" was all he was able to get out before he sprung up from the couch and dashed to the bathroom where he threw himself down on all fours in front of the toilet and waited for the inevitable. He gagged twice and then emptied the Thai food he had just eaten from his stomach. He couch and sputtered over the toilet, feeling completely miserable.
Kurt came into the bathroom quietly. "Are you finished hun?" he asked.
"No, I don't think so." Blaine moaned. "I don't understand. I felt fine all day. How could I get a virus?"
"I don't think it's a virus." Kurt said softly.
"How do you know?" Blaine asked before turning to his husband. Once he looked up, Blaine saw that Kurt looked as bad as he did and had a greenish tint to his skin. In a matter of seconds, Kurt flew past Blaine, feeling the need to throw up. He knew their was no way that he was going to make it to the toilet and push past Blaine, so Kurt made a beeline to the bathtub and threw himself over the edge to throw up. "Oh hun…" Blaine said softly as he rubbed Kurt's back. When Kurt was finished, he sat up and looked at his husband.
"We've got food poisoning." he groaned. "It's going to be a long night." Blaine just placed his forehead on the cool toilet seat, knowing his husband was right.
Blaine and Kurt stayed in the bathroom until four in the morning. By that point, they were both exhausted and dehydrated. "I hate you." Kurt groaned.
"Me? Why do you hate me?" Blaine grumbled back.
"You wanted Thai food." Kurt retorted.
"Well, you picked the restaurant!" Blaine yelled back.
"You wanted take-out!" Kurt said back.
"Well you said we couldn't even go out tonight!" Blaine yelled back before placing his face in the toilet and throwing up again. Seeing that, Kurt softened and rubbed circles on his husband's back. He knew exactly how awful he was feeling. They both had food poisoning, but Blaine had eaten more than he did and was paying the price.
"Okay, it's not either of our faults." Kurt said softly. "Let's blame the restaurant."
"Deal." Blaine replied, wiping his mouth with the wet wash cloth that Kurt handed him. "Let's try and go lay down. I'm so exhausted and sitting on this floor is not comfortable."
"Okay, let's try." Kurt said. They both tried to get up, but instantly they knew that wasn't a good idea. They got dizzy and instantly sat back down. "So, I think we're going to have to wait a little bit to head to the bedroom." Blaine nodded. He crawled over to the closet and pulled out the extra pillow and pair of sheets that they kept in there. He handed the pillow to Kurt who placed it under his head and then, together they unfolded the sheet and got underneath it. Blaine cuddled into Kurt's side and placed his head on his chest.
"Next Halloween we are putting on costumes and going to a party." Blaine mumbled sleepily.
"Anything is better than this." Kurt replied. "Whatever you want to do, we'll do. For now, let's just go to sleep." Blaine nodded and closed his eyes. It wasn't long before both they both were asleep. Being sick was always hard, but at least they had one another.
My Poor Boys...I'm so mean. Anyone want any other sick fics? I'd love to write them they're sort of my guilty pleasure. Just leave them in a review. Thanks
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