Who: Blaine Anderson and Michael Novotny
What: The aftermath
Where: University of Pittsburgh Medical Center
When: Following Michael's accident

It was after three in the morning by the time Blaine made it back to Pittsburgh and to the hospital where his dad was being kept overnight for observation. Blaine hadn't gotten Dr Pearson's voicemail until he actually arrived at Kurt's place in Lima, and he absolutely freaked out in a panic when he did. Which is what led to Kurt insisting Blaine leave his car there so he could drive Blaine back to Pittsburgh. He wouldn't have to be alone when he was worrying about his dad, and honestly, there was no way Kurt would let Blaine be alone after everything that went down anyway. Blaine had been upset to start with but hearing his dad had an accident, even if it was minor, just had him an emotional wreck.

So, after Blaine had made it to Lima about 11pm and they both promptly hit the road again with Kurt promising to call Burt at regular intervals so he knew they were okay. Blaine spent the first part of the trip just sitting in in the passenger's seat of Kurt's car just having a good cry now the anger had abated and Kurt kept rubbing Blaine's leg comfortingly on and off as he drove. Otherwise, beyond the radio on low, the drive was silent and Blaine appreciated that so he could try to absorb the whole mess. He used all of Kurt's travel tissues and looked a bit of a wreck by the time they arrived at the short-stay ward at the hospital Dr Pearson worked at.

They were directed to the room where Blaine's dad was, and even though he was scared to face his father, Blaine stepped into the doorway of the room hand-in-hand with Kurt and met his father's gaze silently. Kurt just gave his hand a soft reassuring squeeze and then kissed Blaine's cheek, telling him he would be in the waiting room, and then Blaine found himself standing there alone hovering in the doorway like he had no clue what he was supposed to do or say now. Before he knew it, a sob escaped before he could catch it and fresh wash of tears spilt down his cheeks just from a mix of emotional upheaval, exhaustion, frustration, anger, hurt, relief to see his dad was, in fact, okay... you name it.

Waiting...

Who: rockstarwarbler and zephyrnovotny
What: The aftermath
Where: University of Pittsburgh Medical Center
When: Following Michael's accident

It was after three in the morning by the time Blaine made it back to Pittsburgh and to the hospital where his dad was being kept overnight for observation. Blaine hadn't gotten Dr Pearson's voicemail until he actually arrived at Kurt's place in Lima, and he absolutely freaked out in a panic when he did. Which is what led to Kurt insisting Blaine leave his car there so he could drive Blaine back to Pittsburgh. He wouldn't have to be alone when he was worrying about his dad, and honestly, there was no way Kurt would let Blaine be alone after everything that went down anyway. Blaine had been upset to start with but hearing his dad had an accident, even if it was minor, just had him an emotional wreck.

So, after Blaine had made it to Lima about 11pm and they both promptly hit the road again with Kurt promising to call Burt at regular intervals so he knew they were okay. Blaine spent the first part of the trip just sitting in in the passenger's seat of Kurt's car just having a good cry now the anger had abated and Kurt kept rubbing Blaine's leg comfortingly on and off as he drove. Otherwise, beyond the radio on low, the drive was silent and Blaine appreciated that so he could try to absorb the whole mess. He used all of Kurt's travel tissues and looked a bit of a wreck by the time they arrived at the short-stay ward at the hospital Dr Pearson worked at.

They were directed to the room where Blaine's dad was, and even though he was scared to face his father, Blaine stepped into the doorway of the room hand-in-hand with Kurt and met his father's gaze silently. Kurt just gave his hand a soft reassuring squeeze and then kissed Blaine's cheek, telling him he would be in the waiting room, and then Blaine found himself standing there alone hovering in the doorway like he had no clue what he was supposed to do or say now. Before he knew it, a sob escaped before he could catch it and fresh wash of tears spilt down his cheeks just from a mix of emotional upheaval, exhaustion, frustration, anger, hurt, relief to see his dad was, in fact, okay... you name it.

Who: rockstarwarbler and bad2theboner
What: Doctor-patient confidentiality
Where: Pittsburgh University Medical Center
When: After Kurt and Blaine's hook up

Blaine's polished and pristine shoes skidded on the lino when he raced into the exam room where Dr Pearson was waiting for him. He was breathless from running as fast as he could from his car into the hospital. He was panting, trying to catch his breath and he held up his hand. "I am... so... sorry... I'm late... I fell... asleep with... I just, um... yeah. Really... sorry," he got out, sucking in some deep breaths. He was nearly 45 minutes late, and had gotten a phone call through to the clinic to say he would be late, but he still felt bad. The thing was, both he and Kurt had fallen asleep together on his bed when they got caught up in that extremely lovely slow and soft making out. Blaine was woken by a shake from Kurt telling him it was nearly three o'clock and by that point, taking into account the drive to Pittsburgh, he was going to be late for his appointment. He didn't want to miss another one, so he got there as quickly as he could... but only after a frantic few more kisses with Kurt at the top of the spiral staircase they met on when Kurt waved him off.

The entire drive, all of Blaine's thoughts were consumed with Kurt. He couldn't stop thinking about his boyfriend - and wow, BOYFRIEND - and he kept catching himself grinning stupidly to himself when he thought about the all the little things he really did adore about Kurt, and hadn't let himself just enjoy until now. He hadn't ever been this happy, he was sure of it, and he wanted to sing about it from the rooftops. He still had the hard roadblock of his father, though, and that thought had crashed him back to reality as he drove into Pittsburgh. He was really nervous about telling his dad, and he hoped he could find the courage to do it. But now, he shrugged his blazer off and climbed up on the exam table for Andrew to examine him. He always got checked over physically, and then Andrew would ask him more pointed questions about how he was with everything.

"You're fine, Blaine. I got the phone message, it's all good. Just sit and catch your breath for a moment, buddy," Andrew told him in amusement. Blaine was panting deeply and his face was bright red from exertion with a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. He went over and got the kid a cup of water from the cooler. "How have you been? I haven't seen you since just after Christmas. Anything going on with your head or otherwise we should take a look at? I wanted to ask you, first, though, Blaine if you're okay with continuing your appointments with me. You have to know you're under no obligation to and you're always welcome to find another doctor if you're not happy with how things are going. You won't offend me if you want any of that. Or maybe you want someone closer to Dalton. You're one of my miracle cases, kiddo, and it's been something unbelievable for me to watch you recover and get back on your feet after everything, but you don't have to just stick with me because I was your doctor when you were in hospital."

( Blaine sipped his water and then just sat, eyes getting just that little bit wider with a confused blink as Andrew spoke... )


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