A/N: Sorry for the delay, I had to work overnight with an aching stomach last night. We are reaching the climax. Enjoy.

Eve-1

Dec. 24th

8:00 am

Blaine walked into Room 6, sat in the chair and frowned as the pain came from behind spread through his spine. His waist was also very sore, and he pulled the sleeves a little longer to cover the purple marks of his wrists. Thank god there was little patient today, since no one would go to hospital in Christmas Eve unless they are really dying and also thank god that Kurts shift was in the afternoon, as that he didnt know how to face him now. So he could just stay numb with a book opened in front of him without reading, then a familiar sound coming from behind.

"Your boyfriend, oh, no, your fianc� was really pissing me off," That plastic surgeon appeared with a pony rail strictly combed to the back, "After he found the wound I sewed very pretty, which was, not surprising of course, he kept sending me photos of those scars all over his body to let me check if I could make them better, look at this one on his forearm formed 3 years ago," She looked into his telephone, and showed to Blaine, "Is it look like some scratches caused by someone grabbing his wrist? Were them caused by you when you two doing some SM things? They…Oh my Lord, what happened?" When she caught the face of Blaine into her sight, she shouted.

"Nothing, Santa, Im fine." Blaine turned his head down, pretending to read the book.

"Fine? You are not fine! Look at the black circles around your eyes! It seems like you were being raped all night…Oh my god! Am I saying it right? Tell me it was not true."

"Of course it was not true! You are being ridicules." Blaine stood up, trying not to make eye contact with that Mexican witch, "And I really wanna be alone now!" He quickly picked up the phone on the wall, spoke into it: "Nurse, page me if any patient comes, Ill be in the on call room."

"You are not escaping from me before you tell me what happened!" Santana followed Blaine all the way he reached the males on call room.

"Leave me alone!" He got into the room and shut it down. He took off his white coat, put it on the coat rack, left with the surgical undergarment and lied on the bed, since he hadnt been sleep all night, he was feeling so exhausted now and fell into sleep gradually.

11:45am

Kurt opened the gate of ER with a bottle of diet cola in hand. He knew there was still 15minutes until his shift, but it was kind of his routine to come here earlier so he could change the clothes and get familiar with the patients handed over from the last shift.

He typed the password on the door and stepped in, put the cola on the table at door, and started to release his scarf when he found the man in the inner bed. He stopped his movement for a little while when he figured it out whom he was. He sighed, continued to take off his clothes, then suddenly the sight caught his eyes, he thought he had seen it wrong, so he walked forward to check it. However, his concern was firmed. It was like a knife stabbing through his heart when he saw the bruises and abrasions on Blaines wrists and arms which were put outside of the blanket. He cant help but putting his hand over his mouth to stop from crying out so it turned into sobbing.

Blaine robbed his eyes, Is someone coming in? Is it the one who is gonna take over my shift? "Oh my god, you are freaking me out, Kurt! Why are you c…? Oh!" He quickly hid his arms into the blanket.

"Wh…what was that? Blaine? What happened?"

"It was nothing, Kurt! Stop worrying, Im totally fine."

"Really?" Kurt leaned forward, took the blanket away in no time, "Tell me! Whats that?"

"Its…" Blaine blinked, trying to figure some white lies out while trying to cover those bruises with his hands.

"Are they hickeys or bruises?" Kurt raised one of his eyebrows up, "Wait…"He sat down at the bed, lift the undergarment up fast before Blaine could stop ita292;and more wounds on the chest and abdomens came into his sight. "NO! These cant be hickeys!"

"It…" Blaine choked.

"Are they caused by that guy?" Kurt still couldnt believe his eyes.

Blaine had no choice but nodded.

Kurt sighed, "W…Were you forced to…? Or…" he could feel there was a lump in his throat, "Was it voluntary? Like, some god-know-what-it-is play?"

"We played a little out there…"Blaine thought of disguising everything, but when he looked into those blue eyes, they were turning into dark color now because of anger and concern, he knew he could never lie to them. He bit his lower lip, closed his eyes and then sighed, "No…It was not me…"

"So that was…" Kurt stood up immediately, "Im gonna kill that guy!"

"No, please!" Blaine grabbed his hand, "I…I dont want anybody know, please, dont tell anybody. Its not a big deal, Im a man, come on!" he squeezed a smile, "Theyre actually better than they looked. I… Im not hurt at all!"

"Your terrible liar!" Kurt sighed, sat back to the bed, "You cannot come back to that guy! Ah, wait a minute!" He rushed out.

5 minutes later, he came back, "Ok, its done! Ive called Gilbert to take my shift, he lives in the hospitals dorm, gonna be here in 15 minutes. "

Blaine couldnt believe his ears, "Y…You are asking someone to take your shift? Arent you a workaholic?" The one could study a rare case in front of the computer for 10 hours without eating or resta311;The one who never took a day off for 3 years?

"Yes, I am." Kurt rolled his eyes, "although Id rather call it self-discipline, but I also know there are things weigh more than work. Anyway, you are coming to my home with me, and now, Im gonna get you some medicine first. "

"I…dont wanna bother you…I can come back to my own house…" The voice of Blaine faded out when he saw the firm eyes of the tall boy.

"No, you cannot. He will find you there." Kurt came out with a Doms tone, which froze Blaine and then melt with the protection meaning hidden in the words.

6:15pm

Blaine heard someone cocking and he could smell the food flavor. He stretched, the mattress and pillow were so soft, he did not want to leave. Wait, this is not my bed, ah, this is Kurts bed, how long have I slept? He checked his iPhone. 15 messages and 8 calls? All from Sebastian…He sighed and was going to check the mailbox when Kurt opened the door.

"Great, you are awake." He closed the door behind him. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah…" Blaine nodded immediately.

Kurt beamed, sat down at the bed. He held Blaines hand, sighed, touched the bruises on Blaines arm gently, "Are they still hurting badly?"

"No, as long as you touch, they are cured, my fairy godmother." Blaine chuckled.

Kurt let out of a breath, "How could you still joke now? Please tell me you are not going to marry that guy…"

"Im not!" Blaine answered so quickly that even he was shocked.

"You are not?" Kurts eyebrows raised, "Really?"

"Err…I…I dont know…" Blaine hesitated, thinking of the deal between him and Sebastian. Im not giving up now.

"I know it would be hard…" Since you love him so much, you are engaged and he is your first love. I would never compare…Kurt lifted Blaines hand up to his mouth, kissed the bruise on it softly, "I…I just dont want you get hurt anymore…"

Blaine was touched by the warm saying, then he could feel a hot wet thing falling onto his wrist. Are you crying for me, Kurt? Oh God…What should I do? How can I stop him crying? "I…I…Oh…Right, I have a Christmas present for you." He reached for the coat putting on the chair besides the bed and stretched into the pocket.

"What is this?" Kurt wiped his tears, opened the dark red velvet box. "A ring? With a bowtie? Its so cute! I love it!"

Blaine grinned, "Yes. A promise ring."

"Promise what?"

"To defend you even if you are wrong, to surprise you, to always pick up your phone calls, to bake you cookies twice a year, and mostly to remind you how "perfectly imperfect" you are." Blaine stated it while looked deep into Kurts eyes, the he put his hand on Kurts cheek while his lips met Kurts. He kissed him for a long time, but never got kissed back nor pushed away.

"I…I dont know…" After they parted, Kurt said in a low voice, looking down to ground.

Blaine breathed rapidly, feeling his heart jumping out. He could hide no more. He couldnt hide it any more. The words just burst out by themselves, "I…I love you, Kurt…You moved me, when you cry, when you laugh, when you fight, fight for our patient, fight for the unfair fate, fight for your own career, and, fight for me… I love you, Kurt. I cant help it although Ive told myself a thousand time that I couldnt…I just cant stop loving you!" Blaine felt tears running inside his eyes.

Kurt froze, he closed his eyes, trying to hold back the tears coming out. "I…I have something to tell you, Blaine." He couldnt face Blaine, he was afraid he was going to crush down before the man he cared so much.

-"Kurt? Kurtie baby, come on, the turkey is ready!" A voice coming from the kitchen interrupted the freezing moment.

"Wh…Who is that?" Blaine frowned. "Its not Rachael, right?" It was a mans voice.

"No," Kurt shook his head, opened his eyes with a kind of sorrow in them that Blaine had never seen before. "That is the thing I want to tell you. I wanted to tell you last night. That is…him. Blaine."

Blaine felt his heart stop beating. "Who?"

"Thats…Adam. He, Adam is awake, Blaine."

A/N: Im such an evil. Coming back soon! Let me know what you think. Do you like the protective Kurt? _