"Finn Hudson, you're the clumsiest person I've ever met," Kurt declared. While Kurt was at glee rehearsal, Finn was playing at a basketball game in the gym. Neither of their parents was there because they had gone to Cincinnati for the weekend, so when Finn fell and hit his head, Kurt had to be the one to take over.
"Sorry," he apologized. "Where're we going?"
"To the emergency room. You hit your head, so we might as well get it checked out sooner rather than later."
"I'm fine," Finn argued weakly. "I'm tired. Let's go home."
"We're not going home, now sit back and stop messing with the radio," he ordered. Finn leaned his head back and closed his eyes. "Stay awake. I'm not dragging you inside the ER if you're unconscious." Finn opened his eyes and blinked several times.
"My head hurts."
"I know. We're going to get it taken care of, so don't worry." Kurt pulled into the emergency room parking lot and got out of the car. Finn stumbled besides him, struggling to keep up.
"I feel weird," he mumbled. "Kurt?" Kurt turned around and hurried back to him as he swayed unsteadily. "I don't think I feel good."
"Come on, we're almost there." Kurt took his arm and helped lead him inside. He sat him down in one of the waiting room chairs. "Sit here. I'll be right back." Kurt went up to the front and signed him in, and the receptionist gave him several papers to fill out. He sat down by Finn and did his best to fill out the information. He didn't even know his own social security number, let alone Finn's. He ended up leaving most of it blank when he turned it back in. Finn sat quietly beside him, and Kurt watched him carefully in case he got worse.
After waiting nearly an hour, a nurse showed up and took them to a room. She looked in Finn's eyes and ears, and took him to do a CT scan of his head.
Kurt grew anxious, but a doctor soon showed up and assured them it was just a bad concussion, nothing more. They let him leave with strict orders to stay in bed for the weekend and rest. Kurt drove him home and helped him inside the house.
"Are you tired?" he asked. Finn nodded slowly. Kurt walked him up the stairs and got him in his room. "Stay here and change your clothes. I'll get you some medicine, and then you need to go to sleep." He turned and went back down the stairs to the medicine cabinet in the kitchen. As awkward as Finn was, he had to help him. He would call their parents later, but he was confident he had everything under control. He got him two Advil and a bottle of water, then went back upstairs. Finn was already in bed, looking up at the ceiling. "Here, this should make your headache go away. I'm gonna leave you alone now. Just yell if you need something, okay?"
"Okay. Hey, bro?" Kurt turned back around.
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for getting me home, and taking me to get my head looked at. You're really cool." Kurt smiled, but didn't say anything back. He left Finn alone and shut his door behind him. He could get used to the idea of Finn being his brother.
Author's Notes:
Someone prompted I write Kurt taking care of Finn, and I got a little too excited. Tomorrow's chapter is Blaine at the dentist, so check it out!