Julia had stayed at their place until after Christmas, which was just a simple dinner with the four of them, as both men were too tired to consider anything else. Blaine, after the initial shock was happy his parents had divorced. After all, as long as Blaine had known them, they hadn’t really been happy. The men couldn’t believe how fast the year was going – before they knew it, Aiden was crawling his way around the house. The small boy was a spitting image of Blaine – the curls, the smile, and now the hazel brown eyes to go with it. The only way that he was Kurt’s was his very pale skin, and the shape of the small boy’s eyes. Kurt had turned thirty in May, and between a full time job and Aiden, he hadn’t properly celebrated his birthday. Most of the new directions were going to be in Ohio during the summer, so Kurt and Blaine thought it would be a perfect time for Aiden to visit Ohio for the first time. The Hummel-Anderson’s had a long day and Aiden, who was usually happy had become very grumpy and was growling most of the day. Kurt was sure he was just over tired again and he would put the boy down before leaving for drinks with the other ex-new directions. Clearly, he was wrong.

“Aiden,” Kurt tried to quieten the small boy. “It’s okay, daddy is here.”

Aiden still continued screaming and Kurt was getting frustrated after about twenty minutes. They tried a bottle, checking his nappy, but it didn’t seem obvious to what the problem was.

“Here let me try.” Blaine offered, as Kurt willingly handed over the small boy. Blaine got about as far as Kurt did.

“I think we have to stay home,” Kurt said, as Blaine tried to hush the boy. “He is too upset.”

“He might be teething.” Carole offered from the kitchen.

“Of course,” Blaine said as he looked and saw two teeth were making their way through. “Why didn’t I think of that before? He has been grumpy most of the week.”

Aiden was still screaming, so Carole offered to try and calm him down. After five or so minutes, she was almost as frustrated as Blaine and Kurt. By this point, Burt has taken him, and was gently bouncing the boy on his knee.

“Buddy,” Burt said as Aiden was still crying, and he turned the boy to him. “It’s okay, it’s just grandpa. I’m not scary am I?”

Aiden stopped crying for a moment and looked at him inquisitively before trying to grab his keys from his hand. At least he had stopped crying. Burt tried a bottle, but Aiden started up again, and Burt was rubbing is back and started singing quietly. Blaine didn’t know what the song was, and Kurt didn’t either – but it sounded familiar. Whatever it was, Aiden was falling asleep on his grandfather’s shoulder, and fifteen minutes later was transferred to the port-a-cot where he stayed asleep.

“What was that song?” Kurt walked into the other room, after getting ready to go. “It sounds so familiar.”

“You mum used to sing it you all the time,” Burt answered as Kurt just smiled. “Aiden is like you, he likes songs.”

“He is so much like Blaine I sometimes forget he is mine.” Kurt looked at the baby.

“That is what I used to think about you as a baby,” Burt put his arm around Kurt. “I can see the Kurt in Aiden.”

“What?” Kurt asked.

“The smile,” Burt pointed out the smile on the boy who was smiling in his sleep. “I would recognise that smile anywhere.”

Looking closer, and at a picture of himself as a baby, Kurt saw that it wasn’t Blaine’s smile the boy had – it was his. It kind of made Kurt happy that behind the curls and the hazel eyes, he had something that was Kurt’s. Blaine came out of the shower, and looked at the small boy smiling.

“He has your smile, Kurt.” Blaine laughed lightly.

They left for drinks after Carole and Burt assured them they could handle Aiden if he woke up grumpy. Kurt and Blaine enjoyed the night out without the baby, and about half an hour later, Kurt saw Rachel looking miserable.

 “What is wrong?” Kurt asked the woman who was practically tearing up.

 “I swear people judge me when I try to get a nanny for Natalie,” Rachel continued. “Like I can’t even handle one baby.”

“No one is judging you,” Kurt responded. “Do you know how much of handful Aiden is? Just tonight he cried for over an hour.”

“Has he had a fever?” Rachel was fixing her eyes. “Been really grumpy? He is probably teething. Natalie was the same. She didn’t sleep for ages. Use teething gel, it worked so well for us.”

“See,” Kurt hugged her. “You are an amazing mum. You just gave me parenting advice for a screaming child. No one can tell you otherwise. Natalie loves you more than anything Rachel.”

“I swear, if you weren’t gay-”

“You’d marry me in a heartbeat.” Kurt finished Rachel’s sentence, and they both started laughing.