-ICU of Neurology -

Kurt stood still, alone, crutched, surrounded by a complete quiet, except for the monitors beeping and the ventilator sizzling, watching the man under his eyes , just as if were asleep as usual, which seemed like every morning before , would be woken up by kisses on his forehead.

He slowly sat down, putting the crutch aside, holding the hands of the man in bed, shaking slightly. "Wake up, my lazy bone, you have been sleeping for too long." He smiled yet the tears burst out, "wake up, what about your promise to watch the sappiest love story movie together? Why wont you just wake up? If it is some way you punishing me, Ive got what I deserved. Three years, every day, I have to sleep with Ambien, you still think its not enough? Please…I cant stand any more…Adam, Im dying…To tell you, I…I was with someone else….Cant you hear me? I was with someone else! If this is some cheap soap opera, it is exactly the time you waking up now…" He turned from sobbing into crying, "Cant you hear me? I cheated on you, for real, this time. Dont you care anymore? Come punch me in the face! Come! Arent you angry…or…or…you just dont love me anymore…" Kurt slip to the ground, on his knees, leaning on the bed, putting his head on Adams hand, shut his eyes tightly, weeping.

Suddenly, his hand was covered by a warm palm. "Adam?" Kurt shocked, lifted his head and opened his eyes rapidly.

"…No, "The man gasped, "Its me, Blaine." The sound came from beside.

Kurt looked up, met the hazel pupils which were full of concern and sadness. "Why…How did you find me?"

"I went to your department after my shift, but you were not there. So I checked his name in the hospital system…Dont be mad. Im not stalking you…I…I just want to give you this." He opened his bag, searching for something. "Here it is. It is a wood lock medicated balm made in Asian. My mother used to scrub it on my sprain. It was very effective."

Kurt smiled, wiped his tear, "Thank you, you really didnt have to." He struggled to stand up with the help of the other man. "Sorry to let you see me cry, again."

Blaine shook his head, "It didnt bother me at all. Come on, you need a hug. It was not your fault, honey, it was never your fault. Did they catch the driver?"

"No, it was a hit and run, and the CCTV went out somehow that day. They cant find the driver." Kurt sobbed a little. "Blaine…"

"Err?"

"Why…Why you care? Why you treat me so well?" His head tilted, big eyes widened.

"I…" The shorter man choked, "I dont know, to be honest. I... I just felt I had the responsibility to make sure you were fine. I know it sounds crazy. We met only 3 days ago, but I feel like we were known before, like, in an alternative world, and I...I find Im worrying about you the whole day …"- And thinking of kissing you the whole day…

Kurt grinned, although there were hundreds of questions in his mind, -Wasnt that a one night stand thing for you? How about Sebastian? Will you leave him or will you keep the relationship? Will you leave me after I healed? - he just standing there, kept silence, not willing to leave this firm shoulder. Just, for one time, let him be selfish, just for this one time.