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Christmas

9:10am
Blaine woke up in a violent headache, rubbing his messing hair. What happened? Yes, I remembered the Scandal. Gosh, the hangover is terrible. I needs an aspirin.

He looked around, whom could that be? Right, he was brought to Sebastian's house last night.
"Morning, Blainey,"Sebastian looked up from the newspaper he was reading.
"Mor...You are reading newspaper? What? Are you sick?" Despite his blurred mind, the view still weird enough to make him sober and sit up halfway, anchor himself with elbows.
"Of course I read newspaper, especially when there is my last name on the frontage."
"No surprising then. "Blaine lied back to the bed as that he figured some more sleep would be necessary for him. "What is it about? Your new character?"
"No, it's actually about your hospital."
"Our hospital?" Blaine's nearly closed eyes widened.
"About the former Broadway actor your guys cured. There's even a photo of him..." Sebastian stopped and took the paper a little closer to study the instinct photo, then he stunned. "That's weird..."
"Why?"
" Never mind. Just looked like an acquaintance who already dead. Well, different name...Umm...'A medical miracle' it said. "
"Oh that, yeah, it will bring extra fame to our neurosurgery I guess."
"You already knew that?"
"Sure... He...he is kind of Kurt's boyfriend."
"Oh...I see... Dough face with gay face, how cute. And that's why you so upset last night?" He smirked, walking to Blaine, inserted his fingers into his curls. "Don't worry. I don't mind. And since you performed well last night, I'm gonna keep my promise." He leaned over and kissed Blaine's earlobe
Blaine felt his gastric acid coming up to his throat. It must be the alcohol's effect, he thought.

10:15am
-Ward-
"The nurse Kitty said you were going to come back to neurosurgery? "Adam tilted his head. "I thought you said it could be really difficult?"
"That must be Prof. Schuester's recommend. It is not official though, but yes. "Kurt admitted in a cheerful voice.
"That I expect that I could see you more often?" Adam asked happily.
"Yep" Kurt smiled a bright smile. "And I talked to your attending, since I can take care of you at home, you can be releases earlier, maybe tomorrow."
"Really?" Adam's face brightened, "I miss your cooking food so much! And also I really need to cut my hair, bugs can live in it now!"
Kurt chuckled, "But I kind of like it, I like my boyfriend look hairy."
"Well, in that case, I may consider saving it then. "Adam smiled.

12am

-ER-
Blaine buried himself in work, which seemed to be the only way he could ignore everything in his personal life. Since some doctors wanted to go home in Christmas, Blaine offered to change the shift for them, so the result was he need to work from 12am to 10:30pm. It was crazy, people got drunk and overexcited on holiday, the trauma patients doubled as normal. But Blaine felt so relieved, he didn't have to confront Sebastian. There was only one thing he was not satisfied: Kurt. Maybe for the same reason, he had changed the shift to 6:00pm to still had no idea how to act in front of him, the only thing he could handle now was to appear that they were nothing more than workmates. After all, Kurt was always extremely professional at work, there was nothing to worry about.

10:35pm
-On call room-
Blaine took off his gown, hesitated, deep in his heart, he wanted to wait for Kurt while the other part of it shouting at him to escape from him.
Suddenly, he heard the Di…Di…Di sound of the door, which meant someone was typing the password. He quickly opened his bag, pretending he was looking for something when he could feel his hands sweating.
It was Kurt, standing at the door, dressed in the former look of work, Blaine's breathe was taken away. That part of him wanting to see those blue eyes won finally. He looked up. A little dark circles around the tired eyes, Blaine blamed them to the hard work. "A long day? I guess you had a lot of serious cases?"

"Umm…Hi, Blaine" Kurt's eyebrows narrowed a bit, "Not exactly actually, today is OK." He took off his white coat and turned to open his closet.

"Really?…But…" Blaine paused a little as he recalled, "I thought you used five red prescriptions today. If you prescribed Morphine or something, the patients must be severe, right? That I guess." (A/N: The paper of a narcotic prescriptions is usually red, that's why it was called the red prescription. They are coded and recorded in case of drug abuse.)
"How could you tell?" Kurt surprised.

"The code." Blaine zippered his bag, "I prescribed one at around 11, the last four number was 0527", he didn't said the reason he could remember was because it was the number of Kurt's birthday. "And just now, before token over, I did the second one, and it was already 0533." He scratched the back of his head, "The department of gynecology and obstetrics nor pediatrician barely have patients today afterwards."

"That's weird." Kurt took over all his stuff and walked out with Blaine side by side. "We don't have patients who need narcotic drugs today."

Blaine's hazel eyes widened, "Then…do you think there is any chance who can steal the prescription?"

"No way." Kurt shook his head firmly, "The nurses held the key and the password of the prescriptions' safe and you need a doctor's signature also. The hospital will check the total dose every year in addition. Maybe it was the dental surgery…"

"Maybe." Blaine shrugged, the cold weather outside made him shivering. "By the way…Umm…" hesitantly, "Are you free at Saturday night?"

Kurt's face softened a little when the topic changed from work to personal life, and somewhat, Blaine felt a little shy too. "Umm…I guess so. What's that?" He was amused by the immediately obvious happy look of the shorter man who knew he would be free at that day.

Blaine took two tickets out from his satchel, "I have two tickets of the reward ceremony on that day," He looked at Kurt in full hope, "maybe you can come with us," he looked down, "You can come with…him, Adam."

"Isn't it the one he will attend? "Kurt furrowed his eyebrows, "Sebastian will be there, right? I…I don't know, Blaine…"

"Well," Blaine quickly explained, in a speed like a machine-gun, "After he offered, I told him it was not a good idea. I think he just wants to show off and makes you…I don't know…But, Kurt," He took a break to breath, "It is said that Oprah will present too."

This sentence has reached the expected results, taller boy stared at him excitedly, pulled Blaine's hands, "You mean I could see Oprah? Really? That Oprah? Gosh, I love you!" he jumped and hugged Blaine.

"So I take that I can see you at Saturday? "Blaine put his hands on Kurt's back, smiled, he would do anything to make this boy happy. "And I guess Adam will be happy to back to entertainment." He spoke in a voice no more than whisper.

"Oh, yes." Kurt released his best friend finally, took the ticket. "Thank you, Blaine, you don't know how this means to me."

"Oh, I guess I know," Blaine smiled a puckish smile, "Pretty everything."

Kurt winked, he hooked Blaine's arm with his, "So…I guess we are still friends? I was concerned that you…" You would never talked to me again.

"Thought we always were."

They smiled to each other, walked arm in arm in the cold winter night.

A/N: Next chapter will be long. Also I'm working on the Chapter 2 of "Bind you down just for you." Please let me know which one you'd like me to update faster.