I know this chapter is short, but I hope you guys still it. It's for my friend Sarah!
In hospitals, flu seasons is one of the worst times of the year. ER's are overflowing with sick people and the doctors and nurses are way overworked. Blaine had been working down in the pit for at least a week now. It turns out pissing off your brother when he's also you boss is not such a good idea. When he finally got off work, Blaine went home and found Kurt sitting on the couch.
"Hey," he said with a smile. "How was work?"
"I hate flu season." Blaine sighed as he took a seat next to his boyfriend and gave him kiss on the lips. "I just want to do this all day, not take care of sneezing, coughing, sick people."
'You do realize that you're a doctor and that is kind of in your job description, right?" Kurt laughed.
"Yes, but when you do it for a week it starts to lose it's effect." Blaine sighed. "This however never loses it's effect." Blaine said as he leaned in and kissed Kurt again for much longer.
The next morning, Blaine got up really early. He hoped that maybe if he got in early and showed Cooper that he was working hard, he would let him stay out of the pit for a day and actually scrub in on a real surgery. He slowly and silently got out of bed, giving Kurt a quick kiss on the forehead before, leaving the room to shower. After he was finished getting ready, he left a note for Kurt to tell him where he was and drove to the hospital.
When Kurt woke up, he was shivering and it wasn't just because Blaine's warm body wasn't next to him. He felt awful. His throat was killing him and his nose was stuffed up. Kurt was pretty sure he had a fever. Reluctantly, he got up from the bed and wandered over to his closet to get dressed. He felt too awful to stand in the shower for that long and he needed to get to work. So, he pulled on a pair of scrubs and went into the living room to find Rachel, but she was already gone. That sucked considering she was his ride to the hospital. Now, he was going to have to take the bus. Kurt grabbed an extra jacket, a few tissues, and headed out to the bus stop to wait. The cold air made him feel even worse. When the bus finally arrived, Kurt sat in a seat all by himself and leaned his head up against the cold window. Today was going to be a long day.
When he got to the hospital, Kurt walked over to the ER where Blaine was. "You look awful." Blaine said as he placed his hand on Kurt's forehead.
"This is your fault." Kurt said in a nasal voice.
"How is this my fault?" Blaine laughed.
"You're the one who worked in the pit all week." Kurt retorted.
"Kurt, you work in a hospital. You could have easily contracted the flu." Blaine told him.
"Well, I didn't work in the pit and you are the only one who had his tongue down my throat." Kurt said as he quickly pulled a tissue out of his pocket and sneezed into it.
"Well, you should just go home because Cooper isn't going to let you treat patients if you're sneezing and coughing all over them." Blaine said.
"I'll be fine." Kurt coughed out. "I'm a doctor. We can work through sickness." he added before grabbing a chart and going to treat a patient. Blaine let him go. He knew that Kurt would never listen to him anyway.
As the day went on, Blaine noticed that he didn't see Kurt anymore. He went to the on-call room and found him shivering under a blanket. "Are you ready to go home now?" Blaine asked sympathetically. Kurt nodded his head and reached his hand out to Blaine, who helped him up and out to the car. Kurt coughed all the way home and desperately tried to stay awake. He was really sick. Blaine helped him into the house and then helped him change into pajamas before putting him into bed.
"I have to go back to work, but I'll try to come home early okay." Blaine said while combing his fingers through Kurt's hair. "Do you need anything before I go?"
"No I'm- " Kurt got out before going into another coughing fit. "I'm okay." he repeated.
"Okay, honey. I'll be back soon." Blaine said before giving him a kiss on the forehead. After Blaine left, Kurt laid miserably in bed as he continued to cough and sneeze. He couldn't sleep. He realized that he needed Blaine for that. So, he tugged the comforter off the bed and wrapped it around himself before walking over to the closet and grabbing one of Blaine's sweatshirt and pulling it over his body. Then, he walked into the living room and practically collapsed onto the couch to watch some television. Apparently that was just what he needed to fall asleep because when he woke up, Blaine was sitting next to him combing through his hair again.
"You feel warmer. I think your fever spiked." Blaine said softly. "You're wearing my sweatshirt."
"Your clothes are warmer." Kurt rasped out. "...almost as warm as you." Then, Kurt felt that all too familiar feeling in his nose. Luckily, Blaine thrust a tissue in front of his nose before Kurt let out a sneeze.
"Bless you honey." Blaine said. "Do you want anything to eat? I can make you some soup." Kurt shook his head. "You have to eat something, or at least drink something. You're going to get dehydrated." Before Kurt could answer, Blaine went into the kitchen and poured him a glass of gatorade.
"Just take a few sips for me." Blaine prompted. He helped Kurt sit up and he took a few sips winching as the liquid went down his throat.
"No more." Kurt whined leaning into Blaine's touch.
"Okay, no more." Blaine told him. "Scoot over." he added as he moved onto the couch and held Kurt on top of his chest. The boy shivered on top of Blaine's chest even though he was clearly burning up. Blaine pulled the comforter tighter over both of them. After a while, they both fell asleep. The next morning, Blaine woke up still cuddled into Kurt chest on the couch. He felt awful now too. He sighed. Neither of them were going to work today, but maybe that was okay. Just being together would be wonderful. Maybe a sick day was just what the two of them needed.