Rachel looked out the apartment window and called Kurt for the millionth time. He always answered his phone, but of course the one time he wasn't picking up was when it was starting to snow. Even Adam was there, waiting for him to come home, but he hadn't showed up yet, or even called.
"Kurt, answer your phone!" Rachel cried into the voicemail. "Adam's here, and I've made dinner and you need to hurry up because it's really getting bad outside. Just call or come on home already!"
She ended the call and closed the curtain over the window. He was probably just stuck in the subway or something. He'd take a cab and be home soon.
Rachel sat down on the couch, between Adam and Santana. They had already eaten, but Adam insisted on waiting for Kurt. A TV show played in front of them, but the thoughts lingered in the back of their minds. What if something had happened to Kurt?
Rachel jumped as her phone rang. Her ringtone "Defying Gravity" was used exclusively for Kurt calling.
"Hello?" she said, muting the TV. "Kurt, where are you? We're all worried and waiting for you."
"I'm okay," he said. He didn't sound okay. "I'm down by the subway station. I-I got mugged." Rachel's jaw dropped, and she covered her mouth with her hand. Adam leaned in to hear what Kurt was saying.
"Oh my God, Kurt, are you okay? Are you hurt?" she asked. She didn't want to get out in the bad weather, but there was no telling how long Kurt had been outside.
"No, 'm not hurt," he said. "I'm cold. They pushed me down and took my coat and my wallet. My phone was in the inside pocket of my shirt, so I still have it. I-I can't get home, though. No money." Adam was already up, putting his coat and gloves on. Rachel figured she would have to go, too.
"O-okay," she said. "Me and Adam are coming to get you. Where are you exactly? Can you wait twenty minutes for us?"
"Y-yeah," Kurt stammered. Rachel could hear his teeth chattering. "I'm right outside the subway s-stairs. I moved over to the bench, but it's c-cold."
"Okay, Kurt, just don't move. We're coming," she told him. "It'll be okay, just wait for us. We'll be right there."
There was a click on the other end of the call, and she knew he'd hung up. He didn't sound like he was hurt, but there was no telling until they actually got there and saw him. Rachel just put on some boots she didn't mind getting snow on, and put on her coat and scarf. Adam had been smart and grabbed one of the blankets from Kurt's bed. Just putting a coat on him wouldn't warm him up.
Santana stayed behind, but Rachel drove with Adam in his car. He'd turned the heat up all the way so Kurt could warm up once he got in the car.
It wasn't hard to spot him at the subway station. Kurt was the only one out there. He was huddled on the bench, small and shaking and alone. Rachel got out while Adam tried to park his car somewhere.
"Kurt!" she called, and trudged in the snow up to him. Kurt was curled up in a little ball, his knees tucked up under his chin. "Kurt, we're here now. Are you okay?"
He looked up at Rachel, his eyes distant and his lips a terrifying shade of gray-blue. Rachel dusted the snow off of his hair and helped him to his feet. Adam finally joined them, and slowly got Kurt to come around and talk.
"Kurt, let's get out of the snow. I brought you a blanket, and my car is warm. Let's go before you get hypothermia," Adam coaxed. He and Rachel managed to get Kurt to drape his arms over Adam, and he supported most of his weight as they walked the thirty feet to his car.
"You drive," he told Rachel. "I'll sit with him." Adam struggled, but finally got him in the car. Kurt shivered as the heat blasted him, and Adam wrapped him up in the blanket.
"Is he hurt?" Rachel asked. "Does he need to go to the hospital?" Adam felt Kurt's cheeks. He was freezing, but he didn't need to go to the hospital. They could warm him up with some hot chocolate and some dry clothes.
"No, just drive home. He'll be okay," Adam told her. He rubbed Kurt's back and kept the blanket around him snugly.
"I'm c-cold," Kurt peeped, shaking uncontrollably. Adam let him lie down with his head in his lap, and he slowly stopped shaking and laid still.
"We're almost home," he told Kurt. "How are you doing?"
"Cold," he murmured, reaching out to hold onto him as Rachel turned a corner too quickly. Adam steadied him and ran his fingers through his hair. The snow on him had melted, leaving his hair damp and hanging in his face.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" Adam went on. Kurt had been half frozen when they found him, so he probably wouldn't feel anything if he had gotten hurt. Maybe they should've taken him to the hospital, after all.
"No, no," he insisted. "They p-pushed me down, and the snow was deep and I couldn't get up. They took my coat off me, and m-my wallet from my pocket." Kurt's voice was light and distant, like he was talking in his sleep or something. Adam rubbed his back, thankful he was okay and not hurt.
Once they made it back to the apartment, the snow had picked up and was coming down quickly. Kurt started shivering again, so Adam wrapped his arm around him and helped him up the stairs.
"Here you go," he said as they stepped inside. "Do you want to change clothes and then eat something before you go to bed? That might help you feel a little better." Kurt nodded slowly, still leaning into him for warmth. Adam kept his arm around him and turned to Rachel. "Warm him up some food to eat. I'll go help him change. Come on, Kurt."
Kurt walked back to his bedroom area with him, and Adam sat him on the edge of his bed, and then helped him peel off his shirt. It was soaked with melted snow. No wonder he had been too cold to talk at first.
"Here, here's some warm pajamas," Adam told him. "Can you put them on yourself?" Kurt nodded, looking away from him. Adam noticed his lips were still pale, and his cheeks were flushed bright pink. He had tears in his eyes. "Kurt? What's the matter? Are you hurt?"
Kurt shook his head. Adam felt his forehead; he could get sick from how much time he'd spent in the cold. He felt fine, not hot or cold.
"My credit card," he choked out. "All my money, my drivers license, my ID for work, it was all in my wallet." Adam rubbed his back and kissed his forehead. He hadn't been mugged before, but he knew how truly terrifying it was, and he hated that it had happened to Kurt.
"Don't cry," he said. "We'll get it fixed. We'll go to the police in the morning. You can get a new ID, and I'll give you some money. They can't use your card without your pin number. You're not hurt, so that's all that matters. Do you want to call your dad after you eat? That'll help you feel better." Kurt nodded, and a single tear fell down his cheek. Adam brushed it away and left him to change his clothes.
He was just thankful Kurt was going to be okay. Naturally he was shaken up and cold and terrified, but they hadn't hurt him. His wallet and drivers license could be replaced. A concussion or a broken bone would've made it ten times worse.
Adam went into the kitchen to get the food Rachel had heated up for Kurt. He decided to take it to him, so he could just eat in bed and then go to sleep. Adam helped him get settled under his covers and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. Kurt kept insisting he was okay, but Adam knew he didn't mean it. If he had just gotten mugged in the middle of a snowstorm he would be far from okay.
"It's still snowing pretty hard," Adam said. "Would it be alright with you if I stayed here for the night? I'll sleep on the couch if you don't want me to take up your bed." Adam could've driven home just fine, he just used the blizzard as an excuse to keep an extra eye on Kurt, make sure he was still doing okay. They both knew his two roommates wouldn't.
"I'd like that," Kurt confessed. "You can sleep in here. The couch is lumpy. I don't mind sharing." Adam smiled, and took Kurt's dishes back into the kitchen once he had finished his food. He hadn't eaten much, but at least he was warm again and had some food in his stomach. He heard Kurt on the phone with his dad, so he gave him some privacy while he talked to him.
"I know, Dad. I'm going to tomorrow… okay. I love you, too," Kurt said, and hung up. Adam came back to him and sat on the edge of his bed. Kurt looked exhausted, and he didn't blame him. It'd been a stressful night for them all.
"My dad's worried about me," Kurt said. "He can't worry, he has heart problems. I stressed him out, and now he's just getting set up to have another heart attack." Adam knew about Kurt's dad's extensive medical history. He tried to calm him down before he got worked up again.
"No, shh, don't get upset," he told him, and helped him lie down. "It's okay. You're not hurt and you're not out in the cold anymore. I think it'd be stressful for any parent to hear that their kid was mugged. We'll call him back tomorrow once we talk to the police. Then he'll know that everything is okay. He's just worried since he's all the way in Ohio and he can't be with you."
Kurt sighed, and Adam tucked him in snugly under his blankets. He turned off his lamp and walked around to the other side of the bed.
"Thanks for staying," Kurt mumbled. "I have extra pajamas if you need to borrow some." Adam figured he was about the same size as Kurt, but he didn't want to take any of his clothes. He just took his shoes and socks off and laid down by him. Kurt scooted right up next to him, and Adam realized he still felt so cold. Hopefully he wouldn't get sick from being out in the snow without a coat. That was the last thing he needed.
"I'm glad you're okay," Adam told him, brushing his soft hair from his forehead. "We'll get things straightened out with your wallet and the police tomorrow, don't worry." Kurt nodded against him and moved his head up onto Adam's shoulder, using it as a pillow. "Just go to sleep. I bet you're tired." Kurt nodded again, slower than the first time. Adam hesitantly kissed the top of his head. He'd been so worried about him ever since that first phone call, just an hour or so earlier. He'd never had feelings for anyone else the way he felt about Kurt, and he was determined not to let him go.
Author's Notes:
Yay Kadam cuddles! We hardly saw him in season 4 but in the five or ten or however many minutes he was onscreen he was so nice to Kurt, and that was just what he needed after his breakup with Blaine.
But apparently Adam's not coming back in season 5, so we can assume he's history. That just means Klaine can get back together (yay!)
Well now I'm off to buy school supplies (ew) but when I get back I'm working on some awesome new prompts I've gotten, which may or may not include a oneshot where the Hudmel men + Blaine go camping!