A couple days have passed, and life just goes on. Since their conversation in the bath, Kurt had been thinking a lot, although he hadn't been pushing Blaine away anymore, so Blaine just let him be. Blaine had a feeling that Kurt already knew he was going to contact his father and meet with him to talk, but Kurt hadn't brought up the subject again, and Blaine understood how difficult admitting this decision was for Kurt, so he just let the man avoid the subject for the moment while showing he was there for Kurt if he needed him. When Kurt was ready to face his father, he would let Blaine know, and Blaine would do everything he could to be there for the man he loved. In the mean time, they just continued on with their life.

Isaac had been absent quite a lot recently, spending more and more time with Marc, even though he always made an effort to watch Emily when he was supposed to and spend some time with her. Blaine had come back a few times to see Isaac watching Emily with Marc there with him, and he had caught them kissing sweetly enough times to know Isaac was happily in love, even though he was pretty sure these words hadn't been exchanged between the two boys yet. Kurt had been a little weary of Marc at first, feeling overly protective of Isaac, whom he considered like his little brother and had always kept an eye on, but he had warmed up to Marc after witnessing himself how happy Isaac was lately, and last time he had begrudgingly admitted to Blaine that he thought Marc was good for Isaac, which had had Blaine hiding his smile between his cup of tea.

As for Kurt and Blaine, they had never been better since their conversation in the bath. Kurt was a little quieter and still had a lot on his mind concerning his father, but Blaine was there for him, and coming clean about their feelings for each other had lifted a weight of their shoulders they didn't even know was there. Both of them were more affectionate towards each other than they had been before, and both of them felt more secure in the relationship, allowing them to be more open and loving.

“Adou adou adou, Dada adou.” said Emily very seriously, pulling Blaine out of his thoughts about Kurt and their relationship. The little girl was lying on her changing table while Blaine changed her diaper before he put her down for her afternoon nap.

“I know baby girl, you made quite a mess for Daddy to clean up didn't you?” answered Blaine, kissing both of Emily's feet where he was holding them in one hand.

Emily just smiled brightly in answer perfectly happy to lie there with her butt exposed, and resumed her babbling, which prompted Blaine into nodding and answering as if he could understand everything the little girl was saying.

Once he was done changing her diaper, Blaine put Emily into her sleep sack before kissing her several times on the forehead and laying her in her cot for her nap. After that, he switched off the light and excited the room quietly. Once the door was closed, Blaine quickly looked around the living room, trying to determine where Kurt was. Noticing that Kurt wasn't in the living room or the kitchen, Blaine figured he must be in his bedroom and made his way other there.

He opened the door and found Kurt sitting cross-legged on his bed with his phone in one hand and the paper with Burt's number in the other. Kurt lifted his head up when he heard the door open and smiled softly at Blaine, before returning to staring at the number.

“Hi there, you okay?” asked Blaine softly, wanting to show Kurt he was there if the man wanted to talk without pushing him into anything.

Kurt lifted his head again and looked at Blaine, shrugging. Blaine could see the fear and uncertainty in Kurt's eyes, and it made him feel uneasy. He hated seeing Kurt in such a state, and he wished he could do more to help him.

“I'm just trying to call him and arrange a meeting, but I can't make myself do it.” Kurt answered softly, before looking back down at the paper clutched in his hand.
Hearing those words, Blaine made his way across the room, and he sat behind Kurt, encircling him with his legs and hugging him with both of his arms while pressing a soft kiss onto Kurt's cheek.

“I'm here for you, and we can do it together okay? You call him, and I'll stay right there. You're not alone anymore Kurt and I love you and am proud of you for doing this.” Blaine said while nuzzling Kurt's neck.

At Blaine's words, Kurt smiled softly and he waited until Blaine stopped nuzzling his neck and lifted his head up to push forward and kiss him softly on the lips.

“I love you” he said in a quiet voice, which had Blaine smiling and kissing him softly again. Once Kurt was released from the kiss, he turned back around facing his phone, and took a deep breath before typing the number in his phone. He waited a couple seconds before pressing the call button, and he felt Blaine press soft kisses on his neck patiently. The small gesture gave him the strength to finally press the button, and he brought the telephone up to his ear.

The telephone rang a couple of times, and neither Kurt nor Blaine said anything. After ringing a couple of times, a gruff voice finally answered the phone.

“Hi… It's Kurt.” Said Kurt in response. His voice which had been quiet and unsure just a few seconds ago now sounded strong and sure, and Blaine knew that Kurt was making efforts as to not sound weak in front of the man who had hurt him so much. Still, he could feel Kurt tensing and hugged his body tighter, silently reminding him that he wasn't alone.

“Kurt…hi, hi! I'm so happy you called.” Answered Burt with a shaking voice, and from where he was sitting, Blaine could hear the relief in the man's voice at having his son get into contact with him.

“Yeah…” answered Kurt, not knowing how to answer to that statement. He felt Blaine press a soft kiss on the back of his neck, and he pushed back into the man behind him while answering: “Listen, did you still want to meet up? I'm think I'm willing to listen now.” He said with a much more determined voice than what he was actually feeling.

“Absolutely” answered Burt quickly. “I would love to. Just name the time and place and I'll be there.”

“Okay… okay. There's a Starbucks on Roosevelt Street. Let's meet there tomorrow at 5.” Answered Kurt with no emotion in his voice, although Blaine could feel the man shaking slightly in his arms.

“Ok, no problem. I'll be there Kurt, thank you so much.” Said Burt and Blaine could tell from the emotion in his voice how happy he was that Kurt had called and was giving him a chance to explain.

Kurt ignored the words of gratefulness from the other man, and just answered with a ‘yeah, see you there' and hung up the phone before the man had time to say anything else. As soon as the phone call ended, Kurt dropped the phone onto the bed and sagged back against Blaine's torso, turning his face to hide it into Blaine's neck and closed his eyes.

Blaine just held him close to his body, and he pressed soft kisses on Kurt's check, and forehead, and hair.

“You did it Kurt. I am so proud of you.” He said softly in Kurt's ear while caressing his tummy softly with the hand that made its way under Kurt's shirt. Kurt just nodded silently but he didn't say anything and he just stayed into that position for a minute longer.

After a while, he pulled back from Blaine's embrace before lying on his side on the bed and pulling Blaine with him, prompting the other man into spooning him from behind.

Guessing the other man just wanted to be held for a moment, Blaine draped one of his arms around Kurt's torso and his hand made its way back under Kurt's shirt. He didn't say anything and just kept holding and caressing the man next to him while pressing soft kisses against the back of Kurt's neck and head once in a while.

“Thank you” whispered Kurt after about a minute of silence, while putting a hand above Blaine's arm where it was laying on his stomach.

“You're welcome” answered Blaine softly, before once again kissing Kurt's neck.

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The next day at 10 to 5, Kurt arrived in front of the coffee shop and just stood outside looking in for a minute. From where he was standing, he could see his father through the window. Burt was sitting at a table with a cup of coffee in front of him. Both of his arms lay on the table and he was nervously moving his hands around each other, playing with his fingers.

For a while, Kurt couldn't make himself move. He had a lot of questions for his father, and since the man had resurfaced in his life, these questions were haunting him and he couldn't make himself ignore them any longer. But worst of all, and that was the feeling that really got to him and made him hate himself a little, he missed his father. After everything he went through, he hated his father a little, but he also missed him. That was why he had accepted to meet him, and that was why he was hesitating entering into that Coffee shop. If he hadn't cared about his father at all anymore, then this would have been a lot easier, but it wasn't the case. He cared, and putting himself back out there scared him more than anything.

Just as Kurt thought he couldn't do it and was about to turn back around, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. Kurt pulled out the phone and saw it was a message from Blaine.

“Courage”

The simple word reminded Kurt that he wasn't alone and strengthened his resolve. It seemed that even when he wasn't with Kurt physically, Blaine could feel when he needed him and was there for him, which made Kurt love him all the more. With the encouragement from Blaine, Kurt straightened his shoulders, and made his way towards the entrance of the Starbucks, he pulled the door open and made his way towards the counter where he ordered a non-fat mocha. If he was going to get through this meeting, he was going to need his favorite drink to help him. Once his order arrived, he grabbed his cup and made his way determinedly towards the table where Burt was sitting.

When he saw Kurt arrive, Burt quickly got up from his chair to greet Kurt, before sitting back down awkwardly when Kurt didn't make any move towards him and just nodded before sitting down. Burt stared at Kurt with a lost look for a while, and neither man said anything. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Burt decided to break the ice.

“Hi Kurt, thank you for coming.” He said, smiling towards Kurt.

Kurt ignored the greeting and the smile, and just looked at his father coldly.

“So, you wanted a chance to talk? You have it, so talk.” He said in a distant voice. Kurt knew he was acting immaturely, but after what he had been through because of his father, be couldn't bring himself to be decent to the man in front of him, at least not right now. A flash of hurt crossed Burt's face at his son's coldness and aloofness, but he didn't say anything to Kurt about it and he just nodded sadly. He knew that after what Kurt had been through; his son had every right to hate him. Burt had abandoned him when he most needed him after all. After a few seconds of silence, Burt got over his surprise and hurt at Kurt's tone, and he took a deep breath before he started talking.

“Kurt…. First, I owe you an apology. Well, no, that's not correct; I owe you a lot more than that. I owed you to be a better father, and to be there for you and to always put you first, and I didn't. I couldn't get over my grief, and you suffered because of it, and I'm so so sorry for that son.”

Kurt flinched slightly at the word son, and Burt noticed the gesture and the hurt he was feeling intensified. Still, he knew he deserved it and he decided to keep going. He was here to try and get to know his son again and try to build a relationship with him, and for that he had to accept that he had hurt his boy deeply and it would take time.

“I know an apology will never make up for everything you've probably been through because of me, and I know…” Burt started again, feeling tears building in his eyes and Kurt cut him off.

“You're right, it won't.” he said simply, doing his best to mask his emotions at seeing his father in such a state and at hearing what he was saying.

“I know that Kurt, I know. I just… I've been the worst father I could be, and I am so sorry for that. I'll spend my whole life making it up to you, if you'll let me, I just….” Burt cut himself off, not knowing what to say to make his son understand how deeply sorry he was and how he was willing to do anything to make it up to Kurt.

When Burt stopped talking, Kurt didn't say anything for a while and just took a sip of his coffee, giving himself some time to keep up his appearance of nonchalance.

After a moment, Kurt looked up towards his father. He knew he couldn't look at him in the eyes just yet otherwise he would just crumble, so he focused on his left cheek bone and sighed deeply.

“What do you want exactly Burt?” he asked in a resigned voice, even though he was feeling anything but.

This time, it was Burt's time to flinch at having his son call him by his first name and not Dad or Daddy like he used to when he was a child. But again, Burt hadn't been a father to Kurt in a long time and he knew he didn't deserve to have Kurt instantly forgive and forget everything.

“I just want to get to know you.” Burt started to say, trying to make his son understand what he wanted and how much getting t know Kurt was important to him. “I want to be there for you, even if I know it's really too late, I want to know the man you've become, spend some time with you, know what you're doing in life and who are the people who are important to you, I want a relationship with you, and I know it may never be the same, but…”

“It won't Burt. It'll never be the same.” Kurt pointed out in a shaking voice, his composure starting to crack down.

“I know that Kurt, I understand that you probably hate me, and that you want nothing to do with me, I'm just asking for a chance. I was a horrible father, and I messed up all those years ago, too blinded and lost in my own grief and loss to appreciate what I still had, and I want to make it up to you now, I want to be the father you deserve.” Burt said with conviction, trying to show to his son how much he had changed and how much he wanted this, without pushing Kurt too much.

“It's not that easy. We can't just go back to being father and son, it doesn't work like that.” Kurt said in a harsh voice, trying to mask how shaken he was by his father's speech.

“I know Kurt, trust me I know, but I just want a chance to get to know the wonderful man I'm sure you've become. Please.” Said Burt with tears pooling into his eyes. He knew he was close to begging , but right now he didn't care about pride or dignity, he wanted his son back and he was willing to do anything for that to happen.

Kurt didn't say anything for a while and he squeezed his coffee cup a little harder where both of his hands were holding it.

“It's just….. Why now? I just don't understand why now.” Kurt said in a soft and broken voice, feeling tears coming up to his eyes as well and doing his best to try and hold them in. He didn't understand why Burt was sitting here and saying all of the things Kurt had dreamed of hearing now, why he never tried before.

“When your mom died…” Kurt saw Burt swallow a lump in his throat that came up at the mention of his late wife and felt his heart tug at the mention of his mother's death. “I was… lost. Your mother and I met when we were so young, even younger than you are now, and she was my whole world for such a long time. In fact, she was my whole world until we had you. We were so happy for a while, our little family of three and when your mom died… I couldn't cope. I just lost it, and I started to drink more and more, it was the only thing that could make me forget. I didn't know how to raise you by myself, your mother had always been the better person and I was so afraid I would hurt you and damage you somehow, that I started to drink more and more. After a while, I was so afraid of not taking good enough care of you that I forgot to even try, too lost in my grief and pain. I forgot that I had a small son that depended completely on me and I was being the worst selfish bastard I could've been in that moment.”

“I know that, I was there. That doesn't answer my question: Why now?” Answered Kurt harshly. He knew how hard it had been in the year after his mother died before Kurt was taken away into the system. He was young at the time, but he remembered finding his father passed out with a strange bottle next to him, even though at the time he didn't realize what it was. He didn't need his father to remind him of all of that.

Seeing that his words were only hurting Kurt further and bringing back old undesired memories, Burt got back on track and tried to explain to his son why it had taken so long for him to be there.

“After they took you away… it took me a long time to stop drinking and pull myself back together. Not only had I lost my wife, I had now also lost my son and I didn't have anything to live for anymore.” Burt started to say.

“Well whose fault is that?” asked Kurt bitterly.

“It's mine, it was completely my fault Kurt, I realize that now and I know I should have realized it before. But at the time… I was so self-centered and lost into the alcohol that I didn't even realize that I had done this to myself. Around 6 years ago, I finally managed to get sober. I went to rehab and to the AAs, it was hard and through therapy, I realized how horrible I had been to you. I didn't realize because I still loved you with all of my heart, and I never would have hurt you, but it took me years in therapy to realize that I had in fact hurt you. Even if I would have never lifted a hand on you or said anything bad to you, I still abandoned you and I hurt the person I loved the most in the world. I'll never forgive myself for that, I'll have to live with that for the rest of my life.” Burt said in a self-deprecating way, remembering how gutted he had felt when he was finally sober and able to realize how much he must have hurt his little boy, how much of a horrible and negligent father he had become after his wife's death.

“When I finally got myself sober, I tried to find you. I spent months going to every tribunal and office I could think of that could help me find you, I was determined to see you and make it up to you, finally be the father you deserved, even though I was years left, but because I had been deemed an unfit parent when they took you away, no one would tell me where you were and let me see you before you turned 18. So I decided to wait until you were 18 and try again. By the time you turned 18, I started to look for you again, and they finally told me in which orphanage you had been for most of your life, but when I went there, you had already left and no one knew exactly where you had gone. I tried so hard to look for you, but they told me the only boy who was close to you while you were at the orphanage had left with you, and no one knew where the two of you had gone to. For years, I thought I would never see you again, but I've kept looking for you even though I had no idea where you could be, until about a week ago.”

Throughout his father's speech, Kurt could feel tears running down his cheeks at the pain both of them had been through. He still resented his father and he didn't know if he would ever be able to forgive him, but he was starting to understand a little better what his father had been through as well.

“How did you find me?” he said after a while, asking the question he had had on his mind since his father had shown up. If his father was saying the truth and had been trying to find him, and Kurt had a feeling he was, then how did he suddenly manage to find him after all of these years.

“Two years ago, I met someone new and we got married. Her name is Carole, and she'll never replace your mother and she was never able to fill the whole you left behind in my life, but she makes me happy. I'd love for you to meet her someday, if you want to. Anyway… she has a son named Finn, and…”

Burt stopped talking when he saw understanding fall on Kurt's face. Kurt remembered the party they had gone to and how Finn had made him repeat his last name and had stared at him all evening. His behavior had been strange and Kurt had wondered what it was about, but he would have never imagined it could have led to something like that. Plus, he had been a little distracted by Blaine that evening…

“Finn called me one night and told me that he had met you at a party, and his girlfriend Rachel knew your address. Both Finn and Carole know all about you of course, I never hid how much of a mess I had been before I met them, and they knew I had been looking for you for years, they both supported me in that and…”

“Oh that's nice. So your new family helped you pull yourself together. I bet the three of you are really happy.” Said Kurt bitterly. Rationally, he knew he didn't have any right to be angry at his father for moving on with his life. He had plenty of other reasons to be more than angry at the man, but that wasn't one of them. Yet, he couldn't help but feel hurt and bitter saying that this Carole and Finn had known his dad and been able to spend some time with the man he remembered from his youth, when he himself remembered a shell of a man. He felt bitter knowing that Finn and Carole had helped his dad, while he himself had been unable to do so when he was younger, he had not been enough for Burt, and that hurt.

“No Kurt, it's not like that. I love Carole and I like Finn, but they didn't save me or whatever it is you're thinking. I got sober and better because I realized that I would do anything to find the person I loved the most in the world, and that for that I needed to be better. You helped me get better, the thought of being reunited with you is what helped me pull through rehab and get sober. And as much as I love Carole and like Finn, they're not you, and they'll never be enough for me, not without you.” Burt tried to explain, he could see the hurt in Kurt's eyes and he could guess that Kurt thought he hadn't been enough for Burt when that couldn't have been further from the truth. In fact, Burt was the one who hadn't been enough for Kurt all those years ago. He hadn't been strong enough, and he hadn't been enough of a father to be what Kurt deserved, but he vowed to make things better if Kurt let him.

Kurt would never admit it, but hearing his father's words made him feel a little better. Even though it hurt to think of his father being hurt and unhappy, he was glad he wasn't the only one that had been a little broken without the other and he was glad to be the reason Burt had finally gotten better, and not Carole and Finn. Thinking of Finn made a bitter feeling rise in his chest, but Kurt ignored it for now, deciding he would deal with it later.

“Look…. I can't say I understand why you did what you did and how you could react that way. I myself would never do this to my daughter and…”

“You have a daughter?” Burt cut Kurt off, making the other man pause. The words had just come out of his mouth and he hadn't even thought before referencing to Emily at his daughter. Yet, he simply nodded and didn't bother to correct Burt. Instead, he continued his train of thought.

“Look, what I mean is… I don't understand. And I don't know if I could ever forgive you, but I've never stood in your shoes ever and… I just don't know. How would we ever go about it? You live in Ohio and I live in New York, I don't see how we could even…”

“I'm moving to New York.” Burt said suddenly, cutting Kurt off. Kurt's jaw just hooked off and he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had never considered Burt would be willing to move so far away for Kurt.

“Burt…” Kurt said, trying to reason Burt. “You shouldn't do this for me. I don't know if we'll ever be able to build back any kind of relationship, and I don't want you to uproot your entire life for something I'm not even sure I can ever give you.”

“I want to Kurt. I know we might never go back to the way things were before, and we shouldn't. You're not 6 anymore, I know you're probably not exactly the same person you were back then, but… I'd like to get to know this new person you've become. I want to be a part of your life Kurt, and I've already talked about it with Carole. They need mechanics and nurses in New York too, and both you and Finn live here, it makes sense for us.” Burt explained.

“But you hated big cities.” Kurt said.

“I do… But I love you. I know you're not ready to hear that and probably don't believe me, but it's true. I love you and I'm not giving up on you, not again. So even if you decide that you don't want to ever speak to me again after today, I want you to know that I'll be waiting, and whenever you want to see me or need me, I'll be there from now on. Just give me… us a chance Kurt. I know it's more than I deserve, but I can't not have you in my life anymore.” Burt said with passion.
Both Kurt and Burt now had tears pooling into their eyes and running down their cheeks, and they were now looking at each other in the eyes, trying to see what the other was thinking. Kurt didn't say anything for a long time, trying to see how much his father meant what he was saying. He could see the truth and the hope in his father's eyes, and after a while he just gave in. He missed Burt a lot, even after everything the man had put him through, and even though he wasn't sure he would ever be able to trust the man again, he was willing to give it a try. If Burt was willing to move halfway across the country to see Kurt, then Kurt could agree to meet him up for a cup of coffee once in a while, and see where everything would lead.

“Okay, okay.” He finally said softly, prompting a huge sigh of relief from Burt. “But it has to be on my terms. For now at least. So I'll call you, and when I say we drop a subject, we drop it. I'm not the same person I was Burt, I want you to realize that, and if we are going to do this, it has to be on my terms, or I won't be able to cope with it.”

“Absolutely” Burt said quickly. “Whatever you want Kurt. Just, Thank you.”

Kurt just nodded and finished his cup of coffee, which was now cold. Once he was done, he got up from his chair, and when he saw his father's surprised look, he started to explain.

“I have to go home for now. It's been… a lot. But I'll call you, and we can meet up and have more light-headed conversation. Alright?” he asked Burt, praying the other man would just say yes without demanding more of Kurt right now.

“Yes alright, take all the time you need. I love you Kurt, I'll be there.” Burt said with conviction.

“Yeah…” answered Kurt, before nodding at his father and leaving the coffee shop behind. The conversation had not been what he expected, and he had a lot to think about right now. He wanted to go back home and burry himself into Emily and Blaine, but before that, he had an important stop he had to make. This wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation either.

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Kurt knocked on Rachel's door, and when the girl didn't answer right away, he knocked forcefully another time. After about a minute, Rachel came to the door, and her hair was disheveled and her shirt wasn't buttoned correctly, leaving little to the imagination about what she had been doing just a minute ago. Kurt looked at her quickly, before looking behind her.

“Is Finn there?” he asked abruptly.

“Kurt…” Rachel said softly, trying to reason with him, but Kurt cut her off and made his way inside of the apartment when he saw the man he was looking for behind her.

“You had no right.” He said coldly at Finn, when the other man made his way towards him. Finn had a sad look on his face, but he didn't look sorry and it made Kurt even angrier.

“Kurt, I know you're probably mad, but he's been looking for you for ages and I just thought…” Finn started, trying to justify his actions.

“No, you had absolutely no right. You may know Burt, but you don't know me and you had no right to butt into my life that way. You have no idea what I've been through, you don't know me and you should have just minded your own business.” Kurt said, seeing red and raising his voice. Even though his meeting with his father had gone better than he expected and he would be meeting him again, Finn still had no right to do what he had done and Kurt was still infinitely pissed at him.

“Look Kurt, I understand completely that you're mad, but if you'd just meet with him and talk…” Finn continued, before Kurt cut him off again.

“No, I did meet with him and we did talk, but that doesn't make what you did right. It's my business and you have no idea what it's been like, so next time, you just stay out of it okay?” said Kurt staring angrily at Finn. Finn closed his mouth and just nodded.

“He was just trying to help…” said Rachel softly, trying to make her friend understand her boyfriend's action.

“You stay out of it Rachel” said Kurt coldly, at the same time as Finn told her it was okay, and that he understood Kurt.

“Never do anything like that again. It's my life, and I decide who should be in it or not.” Kurt said, leveling a cold look at both of them until they both nodded ashamedly.

With these parting words, Kurt made his way out of the apartment and banged the door on the way out. Once he was outside on the street, he finally took a deep breath and started to make his way home. After a day like this, they were only two people he wanted to see, maybe three if Isaac was around.

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About an hour later, Kurt finally made his way to their apartment and opened the door to see Blaine and Emily playing on the floor. Emily was sitting on her musical mat and pressing different animals, which emitted the sound of that particular animal each time and had her busting out laughing. The mat had been a present from Marc, and Emily absolutely loved it and had been driving her three care-givers crazy with the animal sounds for days now.

Hearing the door open up behind him, Blaine sat up straighter on the floor and turned towards Kurt.

“Are you okay?” he asked wearily, not knowing in which mood Kurt would be after his meeting from his father. Kurt had been gone for a while now, and Blaine didn't know if that was good or bad news.

Kurt towed of his shoes and took off his jacket, before he made his way to where Blaine and Emily were sitting on the floor and sat with them. He kissed Blaine on the lips gently and took a happy Emily into his arms, kissing her cheek softly.
“I don't really know… But I don't want to talk about it right now. I'll tell you about it later okay?” Kurt asked in a soft voice, caressing Blaine's cheek with one hand reassuring him that he was okay, while holding Emily who was bouncing on his lap with one hand around her tummy.

“Well, Emily and I are both very proud of you. Aren't we Emily? Aren't we so proud of Papa?” Blaine asked in a soft voice, bending forward to take both of Emily's hands into his from where she was sitting on Kurt's lap and blowing a raspberry on her belly.

His words came out automatically and they made Kurt's breath catch in his throat.

“What did you call me?” he asked softly, still not quite believing what he had heard. Tears came up to his eyes and he couldn't help them after the emotional day he had just had.

“Papa…?” said Blaine uncertainly. “Look, I'm sorry. It just came out, it wasn't on purpose and I won't do it again if you don't want me to. I didn't mean to make you cry baby” Blaine continued, afraid that he had upset Kurt even more after the emotional day he had probably already had.

A laugh startled out of Kurt's mouth and it made Blaine stop his apology short.

“No, it's perfect. These aren't sad tears, they're happy tears Blaine. I'm just so happy to be ‘Papa', it's perfect.” He said still laughing softly, which prompted a huge smile to rise on Blaine's face.

“Oh, oh! Well, then you knock yourself out Papa. Cry all you want, as long as you're happy.” He said in an excited and relieved voice, prompting Kurt to laugh even harder at the other man's antics. Blaine was a goof, and he was exactly what Kurt needed after a day like that. He pushed forward and pecked Blaine several times on the lips, still smiling.

“Enough with tears and angst. And enough about me already, I want to hear about you. How was your day my loves?” Kurt asked after a few seconds, to which Blaine started to answer excitedly, with Emily interrupting with babble one in a while. Kurt looked at both of them adoringly, and he settled down from his day. Surrounded by the people he loved, he could finally get over his day and relax.

Things with his dad might be complicated right now and his family life might have been messed up for a long time, but things might start to look up and he had a new family to rely on now, and he couldn't be happier with this family he had chosen for himself. With the curly-haired man goofing off next to him and the delightful little girl squealing in his lap right now, Kurt felt like he could get through anything.