Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or anything mentioned in this fanfic. Well, I guess I own the Institute (Hospital) where Kurt is, but if it's real then I don't!
Rating: T
Warnings: Mentions of Male Sex
Spoilers: 2x15 "Sexy" and 2x16 "Orignal Song" (I think.)
Word Count: 2,520
A/N: (Just added a bit to the end of this chapter if you've read this in the past hour.)
There was a topic that they knew they had to discuss but wouldn't, sex. Blaine didn't know what happened to Kurt and he knew how some women wouldn't let their husbands touch them for a year after birth, or more, because of the pain. Blaine figured that Kurt went through twice the pain of a woman during pregnancy.
Kurt was shy about his body before he learned out he was a freak. He always knew he was different but he thought that it had to do with being gay... Not being a half girl. That totally made him feel like he had masculinity. He had fought these feelings before because he was one hundred percent male but now... It was just weird.
Kurt tried not to think about it. Besides the fact that he had no idea if he could have anal sex again... The doctors weren't sure, he'd have to come back in for a check up in about a month to month and a half. The most embarrassing thing about all of this was that if the item he sat on was too hard (HAHA) then he'd have to put a floaty type thing down between him and his butt. So he was a three year old girl on the toliet at least twelve hours a day. There were other "problems" inside his body so he was on medications but they wouldn't know if it was permanent until six to nine months from now. His insides were a jumbled mess. Metaphorically and physically.
Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek before he went out the door to his classes. Today, Kurt stayed at Blaine's apartment moping/cleaning/reading. It depended on who you asked what Kurt's answer was.
At the moment, Kurt was being egotistical and superfluous. "Oh my Gaga! Look at my stomach. I will never be able to fit into a size two again! I'm going to be fat for the rest of my life! And why am I eating this ice cream?" He looked to the Rocky Road ice cream tube that was half way finished in his hands. "I would have never ate ice cream before this. Even when I was pregnant I barely ate ice cream, but I did eat a lot of fast food... I blame Finn! My car was broken down and he'd drive us through the drive through... Oh shut up. You know that you made him."
Kurt laid down on the floor. "But I love Taylor." He rubbed his stomach remembering the nine months they were together. "I wouldn't change it for the world... Besides the fat. I wish that she could have taken all of the fat with her. She needed it. I sure don't! Oh my Gaga! Will I ever be flexible again? What if Blaine hates my body now and he never wants to see me again!" Kurt cried more while stuffing his face.
Cue Blaine to walk into the apartment. He saw Kurt curled up on the floor with ice cream boxes littered around him. Blaine wondered where Kurt got them, but he decided not to question. Kurt was kind of in his own world at the moment, so he didn't even notice Blaine come in. Blaine slowly backed up into his bedroom and slowly opened the door.
He was on the phone with the doctor a second later, "Kurt's on the floor crying, talking to himself, and eating a ton of ice cream... Is something wrong?"
The doctor laughed. Blaine was panicking, but the doctor laughed? He was annoyed. Before he could say anything, the doctor responded, "Well, yes. Some patients come out of here hitting things and being all "manly" while most cry and let out their "girlie-ness". It's most likely a good sign. It could mean that the estrogen is letting all of itself out now and then he'll go back to a somewhat normal."
Blaine asked, "What could it mean if it's a bad sign?"
The doctor paused for a moment. "Well, he could be back and forth between testosterone and estrogen... If that happens he won't really be in control too much. Of course, don't worry if he gets really manly because he could either A. be trying to make up for it by pretending or B. it could just be a build up of his testosterone over the past nine months and it could come out in a little burst."
Blaine almost dropped the phone. Great. His husband... No wait, boyfriend was a hormonal mess. Great. He heard a tub of ice cream being thrown so he told the doctor, "Well, once I get that information I'll call you and thanks for the heads up!" He hung up the phone and ran out to the living room... Which was now covered with melted ice cream. It dripped from the ceiling, the walls, and was soaked into the carpet.
Kurt turned, looking for an intruder, but he saw Blaine. He saw his boyfriend and his brain said, "Blaine. Mine." He jumped his boyfriend's bones, possessing him, owning him, making him scream his name. It was unexpected on Blaine's part but he soon just went with the flow. It wasn't exactly rape because Blaine had wanted Kurt this whole school year, but he sort of felt like Kurt had a choice in the matter... So did Blaine just rape Kurt? Take advantage of his state of "manly-ness", as the stupid doctor so kindly put it...
Just when Blaine felt his thoughts cycling downward he heard a yawn. He looked down at the boy laying on his chest. Kurt snuggled in deeper and said, "Mine... Yours... Ours..." The boy giggled and drew a heart on Blaine's chest before he went back to sleep. For a moment, Blaine thought Kurt was dreaming about the movie with a ton of kids but he realized a second later that he was talking about them. His heart was Kurt's, Kurt's heart was his, so together it was "ours".
Blaine laughed and kissed the sleeping boy on the head. Blaine decided that he and Kurt would talk about this later, but for now... He could fall asleep in his boyfriend's arms.
They woke up about six hours later. Kurt woke up first, tried to move, and screamed because it hurt so much. He had a sheet stuck to his chest and his body wasn't ready for whatever he did that night... Blaine. He looked up at his now fully awake boyfriend. Blaine stretched his arms and groaned. He was stuck to the sheets too. Blaine wondered if he should have cleaned them up after their activities.
Kurt giggled. Blaine smiled while running his hand through Kurt's hair. They sat like that for a few moments before Kurt realized he had to go to the bathroom really really bad. He got up quickly, both him and Blaine flinched with the pain of the sheet being pulled away from their bodies, but Kurt ran to the bathroom.
He started to go, but he was bleeding. He screamed again. Blaine was up quicker than he had ever been in his life. "Kurt! What's wrong?" Kurt didn't say anything as he puked up everything that he ate. Blaine got dressed and grabbed Kurt's clothes. He gave Kurt his clothes as he grabbed a bucket, his keys, and some money to pay the cab driver a lot. When he got back to the bedroom Kurt had on his shirt but was stuck with his sweat pants. Blaine quickly finished putting them on before he picked Kurt up and ran out the door.
He put the bucket on Kurt's stomach and hailed a taxi with a twenty dollar bill hanging out of his hand. "Can you drive me to the run down building on sixteenth?"
The driver looked at Kurt and gave them some compassion, which was generously repaid by Blaine's parents (even though they didn't know it). They got to the hospital quickly. Blaine ran up the steps to where the receptionist told him that Kurt would go to the ICU. Kurt puked into the bowl right before he got to the door.
When he was at the ICU everyone looked at him. It took them a second to understand, but the doctor quickly took Kurt while he started shouting orders. Blaine leaned on the wall and slid down to the floor. He quickly passed out.
When Blaine woke again, he was on a hospital bed. He bolted up while saying, "Kurt!" He went to get off the bed but it hurt to move. His whole body hurt. A nurse quickly came in and put ice packs on his shoulders. She adjusted the bed so that he could sit up. Then she put a pillow underneath his rear. She had to lift him and put the pillow there because he couldn't move his body.
It was awkward for Blaine but not for the nurse. She acted like he was a feather and it was easy. She had a expressionless face on and it was kind of freaky. It was like she was a robot. Kurt's doctor came in a little after that.
"How's Kurt?" Blaine said the second he saw the doctor.
He looked grave. "We're not sure right now how he'll come out. His body is going through the process of eliminating all of the estrogen so quickly that it could kill him."
Blaine felt the tears coming down his cheeks. He shook his head, which hurt but not as bad as sitting up. Blaine knew that Kurt would be okay. He was strong. Blaine asked for a phone and since they were so high tech they had an earpiece with a microphone connected to the phone.
The nurse put it in. Then she asked, "Who would you like to dial?" Her voice seemed so soft and flowed beautifully. It was low for a female's and had nothing on Kurt's voice but he could appreciate it.
"Burt Hummel." Blaine said without a second thought. The phone rung twice and then it was picked up.
"Kurt?" Burt said with worry evident in his voice.
Blaine sadly replied, "No. It's me, Blaine. I'm sorry..."
"No, it's okay Blaine. What's wrong?" Burt stated, getting right to the point.
Blaine felt tears coming down his cheeks. "Kurt's back at the hospital... He woke up this morning puking and blood was coming out of his... uh... Well parts? Both of them..." Blaine didn't know why he was so nervous at the moment. He had told Burt to have the talk with his son but he couldn't tell him blood was coming out of his butt and member? Well, he didn't want to remember it/think about it so it wasn't that he was embarrassed. Just upset.
Burt let tears of his own come down his cheeks. He knew there was something wrong with his son when he woke up randomly in the middle of the night. Burt gruffly said, "I'm going up there."
Blaine nodded his head and said, "I'll repay you once you get here, but I'm kind of stuck in a hospital bed until I can move so I can't give you my parent's credit card number and stuff right now."
"What's wrong with you Blaine?" Burt asked, worried.
"Oh, nothing that much... I just ran up ten flights of stairs with Kurt in a minute and I probably pulled a shoulder muscle or something. It's not that bad, but it was a good exercise." Blaine laughed, trying to make Burt feel better.
Burt said, "Thank you for doing so much for my son."
Blaine replied, "I love him. I'd do anything I could for him." They said their goodbyes with Burt getting the soonest flight up there. Blaine asked the hospital if Burt could come and since Kurt was in such serious condition they allowed the parents and the father of the baby in the hospital. Blaine nodded at the nurse, when suddenly sleep over took him.
This time when Blaine woke up, Burt was sitting at his bedside holding his hand. Blaine feared the worst. He saw the tear streaks down his face and the sad way he held himself... Blaine felt like he couldn't breathe. No. They just had a child together. He was fine enough to sleep with him so he couldn't die. No. He just couldn't die.
Burt felt Blaine's movements so he looked up. He saw Blaine's shock and he quickly said, "He's alive. They won't let me see him but the doctor says he's stable." Blaine slowly sat up. It didn't hurt too much. He swung his legs off the side of the bed. They looked like they could support him. He kept one hand firmly on the bed while he cautiously stood on his feet. They seemed to be holding him.
Blaine let go of the bed, wobbled a little, but he stayed standing. He smiled at Burt and said, "Would you like to see your granddaughter? I want you to be able to tell Kurt about her from your point of view when you or we can see him. Just sitting around this hospital is depressing and Kurt would never forgive me if I let us just wallow in our misery." Blaine let out a shaky, sad laugh.
More tears came from Burt's eyes, happy tears or sad tears Blaine couldn't tell, but he followed him down to the Emergency Center. The first thing he said when he saw Taylor was, "She has Elizabeth's eyes."
Blaine said, "Just like his father."
A/N: SO DEPRESSING. :( Come on! When do you want them to get married? I even have a poll up on my profile!
P.S. IF YOU WANT THE SMUT *the sex that happened in this chapter* written (in a one-shot) TELL ME! I'll totally do that. It'll be really hot. *nods head*
