“Blaine, whats wrong?” Kurt asked. Blaine looked up with sad eyes, arms wrapping around himself. He mumbled something Kurt couldn’t make out.

“Blaine, honey I can’t understand you.” Kurt placed a hand on Blaine’s shoulder, a worried tone in his voice. Blaine shuffled forward and rested his head on Kurt’s chest.

“My tummy hurts.” He said louder, leaning into his boyfriend looking for comfort. Kurt’s arms instantly tightened around Blaine and held him close, hands rubbing soothing circles on his back.

“Aw Blaine I told you, you shouldn’t have ate the ice cream.” Blaine nodded against his chest and replied in a sad small voice.

“I know. You’re always right. I need to listen to you more.” Kurt laughed at how sad he sounded.

“You want to go home?” Blaine nodded again. “Hey Rach.” Kurt called out to his roommate who was just hanging up the phone. She joined him at his side.

“Whats wrong with Blaine?”

“His stomach hurts. We’re gonna head home, you ok?”

“Yeah, that was James calling he wants me a few of the others to come in and work on a few scenes. I’ll be home before dinner at Gurdy’s.” She kissed his cheek and placed a hand on the back of Blaine’s neck and leaned into him.

“Feel better Blainey.” She whispered and placed a kiss to his temple. Blaine offered a weak smile.

****

“Go lay in bed Blaine.” Kurt instructed as they walked in the door. Blaine moaned in pain gripping the back of the couch.

“I don’t think I can make it.” Kurt shook his head at his over dramatic boyfriend.

“Yes, you can. Come on I’ll help you.” Kurt said and slid up next to him putting Blaine’s arm around his shoulders practically dragging him to the bedroom. Kurt struggled to get him safely into the room but it wasn’t easy with Blaine almost bent in half and moaning in pain. Kurt was starting to get a little worried. There was no way this was a normal stomach ache, there was something wrong. When they reached the bedroom Blaine collapsed on the bed and curled up in a little ball, clutching Kurt’s pillow tight.

Kurt grabbed Blaine’s pajamas off the dresser and put them next to him on the bed.

“Blaine can you put your p.j’s on for me? I’m gonna go call the doctor that lives upstairs.” Blaine nodded weakly and Kurt stood, walking to the kitchen to call Dr. Morgan who lived on the floor above them.

“Hello?”

“Hey Jen it’s Kurt.”

“Hey hun. How are you?”

“I’m fine but my boyfriend is visiting and we were out today and he was complaining about a stomach ache so we came home but I think there is something else wrong. He’s doubled over in pain and he’s kind of flush and I may be freaking out a little.” Kurt let out in a rush of breath. Jen laughed lightly on the other end.

“Okay Kurt calm down. I’ll be right down.”

“Thank you thank you thank you.”

“I’ll see you in a bit.” She said and hung up. Kurt sighed in relief and walked back to his sick boyfriend. He sat on the edge of the bed next to Blaine and rubbed his back.

“She’s on her way Blaine okay?” Blaine nodded. Kurt continued to rub his back, thats when he noticed.

“Blaine, sweetie? Um, your shirt’s on backwards.” Blaine looked down at himself and groaned.

“Help?” He mumbled into the pillow. Kurt chuckled.

“You need to sit up then.” Blaine grunted as he sat up, pillow still in his grip. Kurt tugged on the edge of the pillow a little.

“Come on let go.” Blaine wined a little but he let go. Kurt reached forward and pulled Blaine’s shirt over his head. He was turning the shirt right side out and glanced up at Blaine. His chest was more broad from the last time he had seen him. There was more tone to his stomach and arms. He no longer looked like the boy Kurt left in Ohio 4 months ago. Kurt unconsciously licked his lips at the sight.

“Damn Blaine, have you been working out?” Blaine glanced down at himself and smirked.

“Like that do ya?” He winked at his boyfriend. Kurt rolled his eyes and Blaine chuckled.

“Arms up you.” Kurt helped Blaine back into his shirt and kissed his cheek, pulling the blanket up to his chest. Blaine took hold of Kurt’s hand pulled him closer so his lips were resting against his temple.

“I love you Kurt. Thanks for taking care of me and I’m sorry for ruining our day.” Kurt smiled at him and ran his hand trough his messy curls.

“I love you too. You didn’t ruin our day, as long as I’m with you my day is perfect and I will always be here to take care of you.” Blaine leaned back against the head board taking Kurt with him so they were sitting hip to hip facing each other. Blaine raised a hand to rest on Kurt’s cheek. He stayed like that, letting his thumb gently brush over the apple of his cheek as he held Kurt’s gaze. He sighed contently and Kurt leaned into his touch, bringing a hand up to hold onto Blaine’s arm.

“Absolutely perfect.” Blaine muttered. Kurt huffed out a laugh and kissed Blaine’s palm, letting his hand go.

“You’re delirious.” Blaine groaned when a wave of pain ripped through his stomach.

“Am not.” He managed to get out. At that moment the doorbell rang and Kurt stood to get it. Blaine threw his arm out to grab at Kurt’s wrist. “Don’t go.” Kurt patted the hand wrapped around his wrist.

“I’m going to be right back don’t worry.” Blaine released him and curled himself back into a ball around Kurt’s pillow. Kurt was relived when Jen stepped into the apartment.

“Thank you so much Jen. I have no idea whats wrong with him.”

“It’s fine Kurt don’t worry. Now tell me what happen.” Kurt explained that Blaine came in last night and that he was fine until he had the ice cream earlier. On their way to the bedroom Jen asked what Blaine had eaten in the past 48 hours.

“Well, we had Chinese last night and we had breakfast this morning at the diner, just some egg’s, bacon and toast. Then he had the ice cream.” Jen nodded and sat next to Blaine on the bed.

“Hey Blaine. I’m Dr.Morgan but you can call me Jen.” She placed a warm and gentle hand on his shoulder. “Could you lie on your back for me?” Blaine rolled over with a groan looking at the woman with kind blue eyes and soft blonde hair that she had pulled back into a ponytail.

“I’m just gonna push this up a bit.” She said pushing his shirt up to his chest. “Kurt told me what you had to eat today and last night. What about earlier yesterday?” She pressed her fingers into his side.

“Uhh.” Blaine racked his brain to try and remember. “Not much, I had some toast before school and I didn’t eat lunch. I eat some fish sticks on the plane.” She hummed in acknowledgment and continued to press at different parts of his stomach.

“Tell me if this hurts.” She pressed low on his stomach almost at the dip of his hips. Blaine shook his head.

“No” He answered. She smiled at him and pulled his shirt down. Jen placed a hand against his forehead then leaned down to rest her cheek there as well.

“Okay.” She stood up, addressing Kurt who stood along the wall. “There’s no bulging in his abdomen or signs of internal bleeding so you defiantly don’t need to go to the hospital. He has a slight fever and he’s a bit clammy.” She turned to look down at Blaine. “You said you had fish on the plane yes?” He nodded. “Food poising.”

Kurt looked at her slightly confused.

“I thought food poising hit you within and hour or so.”

“Most of the time yes, but it all depends on the bacteria or toxins. It could take up to 48 hours to hit. I’m gonna go a head and guess it was the fish.” Blaine groaned from the bed and clutched his stomach.

“I suggest some crackers, if you can keep them down. Ginger ale and a bucket.”

“A bucket?” Kurt asked and Jen chuckled.

“It’s only a matter of time until he starts to vomit.” Kurt shuddered at the thought. “I would say give him some pepto bismol but it will just come right back up. The only thing you can do is let it run it’s course. He should be fine by later tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. The latest I’d say Monday morning.” Kurt nodded his understanding. She turned to look down at Blaine again.

“Feel better sweetie.” She leaned down and pressed a light kiss to his forehead. He smiled up at her grateful his boyfriend had found such kind people to call his friends.

“Thanks for coming.” She brushed some curls off his slightly sweaty forehead and smiled down at him.

“Anytime, now get some sleep okay.” He nodded, smile still in place. She turned away and walked with Kurt towards the door.

“Jen I can’t thank you enough for coming.” Kurt stressed as he walked her to the door.

“Kurt please, it’s nothing really. You helped Jessie with her dress that night of the dance and I’m sure she will need you’re help with some other fashion crisis sooner or later.” She laughed. Kurt remember when she had called him begging for his help with her daughters dress she had ripped the night before some dance. Jen stepped out into the hallway.

“Call if you need anything thing but I’m sure he’ll be fine. I’ll come check on him tomorrow when I get off my shift.” Kurt nodded.

“Thanks again.” He called as he shut the door. He walked back to the bedroom to find Blaine almost asleep. He crouched down next to the bed.

“Blaine, honey.” Kurt nudged him a little.

“Hmm.”

“I’m gonna run to the store and get you some crackers and ginger ale okay?” Blaine nodded.

“Bucket.” He added.

“Yes, and a bucket. Try not to through up while I’m gone okay.”

“I’ll try.” Blaine mumbled. Kurt kissed his forehead and left the room to head to the store.