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Waking up is such sweet sorrow | Kurt and Emmett

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“He said somethin’ bout, and I quote,” Emmett raised two fingers and air-quoted, “‘Takin’ a piss.’ At least I think that’s what he said.” As he spoke, Emmett’s mother rushed around them, taking out medical instruments and began poking and prodding at Kurt.

“Tell me, honey,” She said while unwrapping the blood pressure strap from his arm, “Were you having any out of the norm symptoms before this happened?”

"I got pain in my stomach a few days before the attack." he murmured, watching her work, feeling calm yet sad that she was working on him. Knowing that she was probably mad at him for putting her son through that pain.




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Waking up is such sweet sorrow | Kurt and Emmett

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“It’s okay,” Emmett said softly. “It’s all right now.” He stroked his thumb over Kurt’s palm while his free hand combed his fingers through Kurt’s hair. “Can you… Can you tell me what happened? The doctors, they… They won’t tell me anything.”

He glanced behind him to catch a pair of nurses whispering frantically and gesturing wildly. They stopped only when they noticed Emmett was looking and they smiled weakly. Emmett frowned and looked back to Kurt.

Kurt shook his head, grimacing at the pain it caused, “I have no idea.” He whispered. “All I remember was the blood and the pain. It felt like it did when someone first poisoned me.” His voice cracked and tears sprang to his eyes, he didn’t want to cry but he couldn’t seem to stop.

“Y-You can cry if you need to, Kurt. I’m not going to sit here and judge you for it.” Emmett continued to brush his fingers through the hair at Kurt’s nape. “God knows I’ve cried my eyes out. You need to catch up.” He smiled humorlessly. Moments of silence between them passed until there was a commotion outside. “Move out of my way, you incompetent pieces of shit!”

The door slammed open and Emmett’s mom stood in the door way, huffing angrily as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Hello boys.” She said smoothly as she moved over to the bedside. “Nurses these days. Can’t do their damn jobs, I swear.” She sat down in a chair and looked at Kurt. “Hey sweetie, how you feeling?”

Emmett gaped at his mother.

Kurt shook his head miserable, “If I start to cry it just hurts.” He murmured, reaching out tentatively and grabbing Emmett’s hand in a firm grip, well, as firm as he was able to considering his state of being. He hated himself for putting Emmett through such torment these last few days and he knew that he would not be able to forgive himself.

Kurt blinked when he saw Emmett’s mother burst through the door, feeling warmed that she cared enough to come check on him, “I’m feeling fine.” He murmured, obviously lying. Kurt looked around the room and bit his lip before looking back at Emmett and Emmett’s mom, “Where is my Dad?”




30 October
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Waking up is such sweet sorrow | Kurt and Emmett

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“It’s okay,” Emmett said softly. “It’s all right now.” He stroked his thumb over Kurt’s palm while his free hand combed his fingers through Kurt’s hair. “Can you… Can you tell me what happened? The doctors, they… They won’t tell me anything.”

He glanced behind him to catch a pair of nurses whispering frantically and gesturing wildly. They stopped only when they noticed Emmett was looking and they smiled weakly. Emmett frowned and looked back to Kurt.

Kurt shook his head, grimacing at the pain it caused, “I have no idea.” He whispered. “All I remember was the blood and the pain. It felt like it did when someone first poisoned me.” His voice cracked and tears sprang to his eyes, he didn’t want to cry but he couldn’t seem to stop.




27 October
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Waking up is such sweet sorrow | Kurt and Emmett

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Emmett quickly wiped away Kurt’s tears and said “Hold on, I’ll grab a nurse.” He rushed out the room and asked a passing doctor for the nurse of Kurt’s room. A few moments later, he and the nurse were entering the room again, the nurse with pain medication and Emmett with a worried expression. 

He sat beside the bed, holding Kurt’s hand as the nurse administered the medication. After she left, he looked sadly at him. “I didn’t think you were going to wake up.” He said softly. “I told myself… that all I wanted for Christmas was for you to be okay. I haven’t even been home to unwrap my presents yet.” 

Kurt sighed in relief when his pain decreased dramatically and the feeding tube was fulled out of his mouth. He looked up at Emmett, blinking back tears when he noticed how distressed the other boy looked, I did this to him. He thought to himself sadly, coughing once more.

He opened his mouth, “I thought…I was..going to die..” He croaked, his dry throat hurting from misuse. “The pain was so bad…” he coughed.




27 October
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Waking up is such sweet sorrow | Kurt and Emmett

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Emmett snorted in his sleep, nuzzling into the covers of the bed. A cough shook him from his slumber. “Whassat?” He said groggily, sitting up. Blinking a bit to get the sleep from his eyes, Emmett stared at Kurt for a moment before processing that he was awake. “Kurt! Oh my god!” He leaned forward and pressed a dozen kisses on Kurt’s forehead. “How are you feeling? Are you okay? What kind of question is that, of course you’re not okay. I just - “

Emmett took a deep breath and then smiled sadly. “Merry Christmas.”

Kurt forced himself to calm down when he heard Emmett’s voice, listening to his worlds, suddenly the memories of what got him into his position surfaced, and tears sprang to his eyes as the pain suddenly rushed back. His vision became more clear and he saw Emmett in front of him. He tried to say something but his breathing tube constructed him. Coughing again, tears streamed down his face.




25 October
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Waking up is such sweet sorrow | Kurt and Emmett

It was loud, was the first thought that went through his mind as he became conscious of the world around him. Not opening his eyes, he listened to the noises around him. The first thing that he became aware of was the fact that their was a familiar annoying beeping noise that clued Kurt in that he was in a hospital. Secondly, he noticed that he was in pain…and thirdly, he noticed that something was obstructing his airways. Painfully he opened his eyes and coughed, trying to stop from choking.




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21 October
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An Early Celebration || Kurmett

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“It can if you want it to be,” Emmett said with a shrug. “To be honest, I am kind of tired.” He yawned again and snuggled deeper into the pillows while nuzzling Kurt’s hair.

"Nap time it is then." He replied, snuggling down and drawing the blankets tight around him, sprawling himself over top of Emmett like an octopus. Extremely comfortable.




17 October
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An Early Celebration || Kurmett

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Emmett grinned. “Oh, that couple. Well, you don’t see me complaining. Let them hurl.” He returned Kurt’s peck on the cheek with his own. “I like being adorable.” Emmett yawned and drew the bed sheets over top of them. “Mmm,” He hummed, smiling. “Nice and cozy.”

"Nap time?" He asked, although he had no intentions of getting up any time soon, so the question was merely one of courtesy.




16 October
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