"Doctor Chang to emergency, Doctor Chang to emergency," a voice crackled over the intercom and Mike quickly dashed to emergency, his lab coat flying out behind him as he ran. He quickly called over and he wasn't surprised to see Puck and Blaine in the emergency hovering over a very pale and shabby looking man.

"What have we got?" Mike asked as he stepped forward.

"Adam Cooper, swallowed five balloons of heroin," the nurse read off the charts in her hand, "one of them has popped."

"Alright, let's get him to x-ray and see where they are," Mike instructed and started unlocking the wheels on the moveable bed. "Follow me, guys."

Puck and Blaine jogged to keep up with Mike and one of the nurses as they wheeled him through the hospital to the x-ray unit. "Where did you find this one?" Mike asked as they walked.

"Got a tip off that there was a drug deal going down tonight," Puck explained. "This jackass thought he could swallow the evidence and get it later."

Blaine shook his head at the man's stupidity. "We can't leave him unattended at all," he said and Mike nodded.

"I know the drill," he smiled. They turned into the x-ray room and both Puck and Blaine stood back in order to let Mike do his thing. Mike held the x-rays up the light and grimaced. "They aren't in his stomach yet," he hummed. "We should be able to get them out. But with this amount of heroin in his system we have to keep a close on him to make sure he doesn't OD. Let's bring him back."

They followed them back to emergency and Blaine and Puck stood guard.

"Get him prepped so we can get these out of him before the rest pop," Mike instructed the nurse. She nodded and rushed off. Mike pulled out the man's chart and looked it over. "So I hear that you and Kurt told Paige that you are dating," Mike grinned, not moving his eyes from the page and Blaine blushed.

"How did you find out?" He asked.

"Tina," Mike said by way of explanation. "They interrogated Kurt thoroughly."

"I heard from Quinn," Puck shrugged, "Her damn hormones. She was crying about it for an hour. 'I'm – just – so – happy – for – them'."

Mike chuckled as Puck imitated Quinn. Blaine grinned and rolled his eyes. "Paige took it well?" Mike asked and Blaine nodded.

"Course she did," Puck interjected. "Paige is an angel and she loves you."

"Well, I love her," Blaine shared quietly.

"Do you love Kurt?" Puck asked, eyeing Blaine.

"Yes," he smiled, a dreamy look spreading itself across his face.

"But you haven't told him yet," Mike continued and Blaine nodded.

"I don't want to scare him off," he admitted. "I really, really like him. I want this to last. I want this to be it."

"Blaine, Kurt hasn't so much as looked at anyone since John," Puck clapped him on the shoulder. "I think it's safe to say you aren't going to lose him."

"I hope not," Blaine murmured.

"Don't tell him you know this but Tina saw that Kurt has a picture of you on his desk," Mike told Blaine, who visibly brightened at this. "He really likes you."

The drug dealer moaned and Mike looked down at him. He frowned and the nurse came hurrying back. "Everything is ready, Doctor Chang," she said and Mike nodded.

"Alright, let's move him," Mike instructed and further conversation about Kurt and Blaine's relationship was put on hold.

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Blaine stared at the drug dealer's body. He had died. Another balloon had popped and with so much heroin in his system already, he had overdosed. Mike's shoulders were slumped and he had paled. Puck was silent, his head bowed.

"Come on. We have to fill out a report," Puck murmured. "I'll come by later, Mike."

"Thanks, Puck," Mike said hoarsely and Blaine patted his shoulder. They left the hospital and rode back to the station in silence. Blaine filled out his report and filed it before grabbing his jacket and calling it a night.

He drove to Kurt's place and parked on the street. He jumped out and walked slowly to the door, knocking lightly on it. He knew it was late and that Paige would be asleep. He didn't want to wake her up and see him like this. He heard footsteps on the other side and Kurt opened the door, his eyes going wide as he took in Blaine's slumped appearance.

"Hey," he said softly, taking Blaine's hand gently in his. He led Blaine inside and locked the door behind them. Kurt knew instantly that something was wrong and led Blaine to their – because it wasn't just his anymore – room and sat him down gently. He closed the door and gently smoothed Blaine's forehead, running his hands down his cheeks. Blaine leant heavily into his touch and sighed. "What happened?" Kurt murmured.

"We caught a drug dealer," Blaine explained, his voice barely above a whisper. "He swallowed five balloons of heroin and tried to escape but we caught him. We took him to the hospital but two of the balloons popped and he overdosed. Mike tried to save him but he didn't make it."

Kurt curled up next to Blaine, holding him tightly. "I'm sorry," he murmured.

Blaine buried his head in Kurt's neck and inhaled his scent. Kurt rubbed his back and just held him. Eventually, Kurt moved and helped Blaine up, who looked at him in confusion. Kurt led him to the bathroom, grabbing an extra towel and closing the bathroom door behind them.

Kurt quickly undressed and removed Blaine's clothes too, folding his uniform carefully. He switched the shower on, making the water hot before pulling Blaine in. He let Kurt wet his hair and wash the gel out of it. Kurt gently washed him, placing soothing kisses on his chest, neck, cheek, ears, forehead, everywhere.

Kurt's touches and the warm water were relaxing him and he never wanted the shower to end. But the water had started to run cold so Kurt switched it off. He dried them quickly and wrapped a towel around their waists. Kurt led them silently back to the bedroom and fished out some clothes for them to wear to bed. Blaine changed and crawled onto the bed, slipping under the covers.

Kurt turned the light off and slid into bed, pulling Blaine's back to his chest, wrapping his hands around his waist, tangling their legs together.

"Thank you," Blaine whispered and Kurt kissed his neck and ear. Blaine snuggled into Kurt's warmth and left himself drift off to sleep, safe in Kurt's arms. Kurt watched Blaine sleep for a while before closing his eyes and falling into unconsciousness.

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Blaine blinked slowly and snuggled deeper into the covers. He frowned when he looked over and saw that the bed was empty. Blaine sat up and rubbed his eyes with his palm and yawned. He saw that there was a fresh pair of clothes on dresser. They looked new and on closer inspection, Blaine realised that they looked close to his size.

"I made them for you," Kurt said and Blaine's head snapped to the door where Kurt was smiling softly at him.

"You made them?" Blaine asked, jumping out of bed and picking them up. The shirt was soft in his hands and the colour was completely him. The pants were tailored to his size and there was a small bowtie. Blaine turned to Kurt, who blushed, but he just grinned. "Come here," Blaine instructed and Kurt came to him. He was instantly swept up into Blaine's arms and kissed deeply. Kurt melted into the kiss, nails gently scratching Blaine abs. "I love them, thank you," Blaine beamed.

"Good," Kurt smiled, looking relieved.

Blaine kissed Kurt again before pulling on his new clothes and spinning so that Kurt could get a good look.

"Damn, I'm good," Kurt grinned and Blaine laughed. Kurt cupped his cheek and pulled him into a sweet kiss. "Are you OK?" Kurt asked, pulling away softly. Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist and pulled him close so that he was flush against him.

"I'm OK," Blaine assured him. "It's just the part of the job that I hate the most."

Kurt nodded. "I know. John, Puck, Finn. You all get the same look."

Blaine sighed and rubbed his nose against Kurt's. "Thank you. For everything."

Kurt just smiled and ran his hands through Blaine's curls. "Come with me," he said, pulling away from Blaine and taking his hand. Blaine followed him, confused.

Paige was at the table, tongue sticking out as she concentrated on the paper in front of her. She looked up as the two men entered and she beamed. "Blaine! I made you something," Paige beamed and Blaine sat down next to her, smiling. She slid the paper over to Blaine and he beamed at what he saw. It was a picture of the three of them, holding hands, their names written very carefully over their heads.

"It's beautiful. Thank you, Paige," Blaine beamed at her. "I'll put it on my fridge as soon as I get home."

Paige grinned with pride and pulled another piece of paper towards her and started to draw a new picture. Blaine set his picture down carefully and joined Kurt in the kitchen, helping him with breakfast. Kurt smiled at Blaine, who grinned back.

Blaine had never been so lucky to have Kurt Hummel in his life. He never thought he would find anyone, not with living in Ohio. He thought maybe New York could give him a chance at something and it brought him two people he could never imagine his life without ever again.

He loved Kurt and he loved Paige and soon he was going to tell Kurt exactly how he felt about him and hopefully, Kurt would return the sentiment. Even if he didn't, Blaine had to tell him because he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold his feeling inside of him.

Little did Blaine know that Kurt was having his own internal struggle. Kurt was falling harder and faster for Blaine every day. He was falling – no, he had already fallen – in love with Blaine. He never thought he would have this feeling, let alone twice. His whole school life he had been bullied badly due to his sexuality and he had convinced himself that he would never find love.

Years of bullying had done things to his self esteem, leaving him with barley any left. When John had come along, it had taken Kurt a long time to open up, but John had been persistent and he finally got Kurt to open up and believe in himself. When he had died, Kurt had reverted back to his old self.

Eventually he started to build his self esteem up once again and then he had met Blaine. Everyone had seen the light come back into his eyes and the way he became animated again. Blaine had brought that out. Blaine was the one for Kurt and Kurt was sure that he would be the last.