They went back to Kurt's apartment later that evening with several different teething toys and way too many tubes of teething gel.

“I don't understand how she's supposed to know that she can bite these...” Kurt said as he sat on the sofa surrounded by the different things that they had bought.

“Well take the bunny away for starters,” Blaine laughed, looking at the little girl who was seated on the floor, still chewing her toy, as she watched cartoons on the TV. “Then just give her one of these and see if she picks up on it?”

“I guess...” Kurt wondered. He picked up a white rattle that had a sheep at the bottom of it and crawled across the floor. Kurt gently pried the bunny away from Alyson who had began whining and making grabby hands for the toy. “What's this Bubba?” Kurt said, shaking the rattle as he put the bunny out of reach. Alyson stopped whimpering and looked at Kurt with wide eyes, trying to figure out what the white ring was. “What's that?” He said cutely, bringing the toy closer to Alyson who eyed it warily before giggling at the noise and taking it into her own hands.

Blaine watched on adoringly, taking photos of the two with his phone.

“Are you taking pictures?” Kurt laughed.

“Maybe...” Blaine said guiltily.

“I'm trying to get my baby to teethe and you're taking pictures of me?” Kurt said, causing Blaine to stare at the floor. “I'm kidding, Blaine,” Kurt laughed again. “You're too easy.”

“You're awful.” Blaine pouted.

“Dafabafa!” Alyson gurgled happily, shaking the rattle roughly with her tiny hands.

“Kurt, I'm pretty sure you have the cutest baby ever.” Blaine said, causing Kurt to grin at him before he turned his attention back to his little girl.

“Blaine, she won't chew it.” Kurt said after a few minutes of watching Alyson play with the toy.

“Maybe her mouth isn't hurting right now?” Blaine suggested just as Ally put the toy in her mouth and began biting it.

“Yay!” Kurt said happily as the five month old continued to bite the teething ring. Alyson looked at him, his sudden outburst confusing her, until she pulled the toy out of her mouth and attempted to crawl onto Kurt's lap. Kurt lifted her into the air and plopped her onto his lap as Ally began chewing on her teething ring again. “Does that feel better, baby?” Kurt asked the little girl as she snuggled up to him. “I'll take that as a yes.” He laughed, kissing Alyson's warm cheek and making a 'mwah' sound.

Kurt took Alyson to bed a little while later as she became restless, but Ally began clinging onto him and whining.

“What's wrong, Bubba?” Kurt asked as he finally got her to lay down, but she didn't stop whimpering.

“Dada...” Alyson whined tiredly, clinging onto Kurt's hand. Kurt was pretty sure his heart skipped a beat, or fifty, in that moment.

“Blaine!” Kurt practically screamed, causing Blaine to all but sprint into the baby's bedroom.

When he got there he found Kurt smiling at the baby, crying and holding her hand all at the same time.

“Wha...what happened?” Blaine asked breathlessly.

“She said Dada.” Kurt said happily, looking up at Blaine as happy tears spilled out of his eyes. Blaine smiled at him, crossing the room and looking at the little girl.

“Dada...” Alyson cried again, pulling on Kurt's hand until he lifted her out of the crib.

“What's wrong?” Kurt asked, wiping his face free of tears as he held the unsettled baby close to him. Alyson whimpered and buried her face in Kurt's neck.

Sighing, Kurt carried the little girl back into the living room, sitting on the sofa, pulling her dummy out of her changing back and popping it in Alyson's mouth. Alyson began chewing on the dummy as she closed her eyes and cuddled up to Kurt.

“Her face is really warm,” Kurt said to Blaine sadly. “I don't like seeing her sick...I feel bad because I can't make her feel better.”

“I think that just being with you makes her feel better...look.” Blaine said, nodding towards the five month old in Kurt's lap. She had her eyes closed as she squished her face against Kurt's stomach. She had both of her tiny hands fisted into Kurt's T-Shirt and she was chewing on her dummy, looking more content than she had all night. Kurt gently leant against the back of the sofa, making sure he didn't move Alyson too much as he would wake her up, and closed his eyes.

It wasn't until he felt Blaine shaking him a few minutes later that Kurt realised he was falling asleep. He groaned slightly, fluttering his eyes open and looking at Blaine sleepily.

“Go to bed,” Blaine whispered, and wow...his face was really close, Kurt could just ki- “I'll take her into her room.”

“M'kay.” Kurt mumbled, his eyes drifting shut again as he let Blaine gently take Alyson out of his arms.

By the time Blaine returned from Ally's room, Kurt was asleep again. He had his face pressed into the top of the sofa as he clung to the edge, probably to stop himself from toppling over, tightly with his hand. Blaine whimpered slightly, wanting nothing more than to just wrap Kurt in his arms and hug him forever. But he couldn't. Especially as he was the one who suggested that they stay friends for the time being. Blaine carefully manoeuvred Kurt into a lying position and covered him with a blanket, gently kissing the top of his head before leaving the room.

Kurt awoke the next morning to the sound of Alyson wailing in her bedroom. He got off the sofa and dragged himself into the other room to find Blaine standing there trying to calm the baby down with sick down his front.

“Oh my god, Blaine,” Kurt said, crossing the room and taking Ally from Blaine. “Thank god you didn't get dressed for school yet. Go take a shower, I'll make you something to eat once I've sorted her out.”

“Thank you.” Blaine said, wincing at the sight of sick down his shirt and leaving the room.