Chapter 14

"I love you, I love you, I love you," Kurt murmured, pressing kisses all over Blaine's face, locking his door and pressing the younger man against it. "Mine, mine, mine," Kurt whispered, biting into the soft skin on Blaine's neck as the younger man mewled slightly.

"Less talking," Blaine crooned, pulling Kurt's face back to his, smashing their lips back together. Blaine whined softly when his fingers found the hem of Kurt's Henley, the designer's waistcoat already forgotten about to the side of them. Ripping his own shirt off, Kurt twisted them and backed Blaine towards the bed, tugging off the younger man's t-shirt just as the back of Blaine's knees hit the bed, throwing them both backwards onto it Kurt fully stretched out on Blaine, their mouths still attached in a heavy, needy kiss.

"Daddy!" A little voice cried from outside the door, the door handle rattling slightly as Alice clearly reached for it. Both men froze, eyes still slammed shut from the heat of the moment, their breathing ragged. Feeling Blaine begin to shake below him, Kurt pulled back unable to stop the soft laugh from passing through his lips as he watched Blaine struggle to control his own laughter below him.

Rolling onto his side, Kurt grinned, propping himself up on one elbow, drawing patterns on Blaine's chest as his honey eyes fluttered open to stare into Kurt's, his bottom lip drawn between his teeth to stop the laughter. "Maybe if we ignore her she'll disappear," Kurt mused, listening closely to his daughter arguing with Finn and Sam at the doorway about leaving her Daddy alone.

Blaine's eyebrow shot up, an amused smirk playing on her lips, "Kitkat honey, she's your child. She has your god damn stubbornness, there is no chance in hell of that happening."

Kurt laughed softly, shrugging in defeat as the little fists started knocking on the door once more. "Sorry baby," He murmured, pressing his lips to Blaine's before vaulting over him, pulling Blaine's t-shirt over his head, Blaine watching him with a self-pitying expression.

"Ultimate cock block," Blaine breathed, his sniggers finally leaving him, a fond smile playing on his lips. Chuckling, Kurt kissed him lightly once more before moving to unlock and open the door, Alice instantly darting between his legs and tearing straight for a waiting Blaine.

Smiling at them, Kurt turned back around to look at an apologetic Finn and Sam, "Really, you guys couldn't keep a one year old at bay?" He smirked, leaning against the doorframe and quirking an eyebrow, the two men shuffling nervously, blushes rising in their cheeks.

"Dani left us in charge of putting her to bed, everyone else is already occupied getting themselves ready for bed, but she's just too damn hyper," Sam whined, Kurt's eyebrow rising further at the guilty look flooding Finn's face.

"Uh-huh, and how much sugar did you feed my daughter with Finn?"

Glancing up, Finn caught Kurt's eye and reached round to scratch the back of his neck. "Erm, like half a slice of Elliott's birthday cake, some of my Hershey's bar, some of a red vine and erm some other stuff too."

Sam's mouth dropped in shock, "Dude." He whistled quietly, Kurt's less than amused expression filling his face, "Dani's going to kill you, if Kurt doesn't get there first."

"You're lucky I'm wide awake," Kurt growled, "Now scatter before I truly decide which of you to throttle." Watching Sam and Finn race up the corridor and fly into their respective girlfriend's bedrooms, Kurt felt a firm sense of satisfaction at the fear he could still fill them with as he turned back to his room, closing the door and locking it once again.

Leaning against the door, he smiled as he watched Blaine tip Alice upside down, the baby squealing with laughter whilst he tickled her and blew raspberries on her stomach where her pyjama top rolled up, Blaine's own light chuckles mixing with the baby giggles to create a sweet melody. "You know I'm starting to think that she likes you more than me," Kurt laughed, collapsing onto the bed and leaning back onto his hands, Blaine now twirling Alice around the room in circles.

"Duh, that's because I am awesome," Blaine grinned cheekily, setting Alice on the floor and falling beside Kurt, kissing his shoulder gently. Hoisting Alice up onto his lap so that she had one leg resting wither side of his hips, Blaine pulled a face at the toddler, resulting in more laughter as she clapped her hands, her head falling against his still bare chest.

"Sadly you've realised this fact," Kurt muttered, flopping his head onto Blaine's shoulders and taking one of Alice's hands as her big blue eyes turned to stare at him. "But I still love you," Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, pressing a kiss to the base of his neck and sniggering when Blaine shuddered involuntarily.

"Kurt, innocent person in the room!" Blaine squawked, squirming slightly.

Kurt simply laughed, pecking Alice's head slightly, "Mmmm and I love you too Princess."

"Not funny," Blaine huffed, smirking slightly when Kurt only continued laughing. "Kurt I'm being deadly serious, when I've only had my right ha-"

Kurt's hands snapped down over Alice's ears, "La la la la, inappropriate, la la la la."

Blaine simply laughed, falling backwards onto the bed, Alice starting to edge up his chest after wriggling out of Kurt's hold. "You started it honey."

"Damn mental images," Kurt muttered darkly, crawling up the bed until he could lay his head in the crook of Blaine's neck, Alice climbing all over them in her exploration. "You're just lucky that I love you."

"I'm aware. I'll never get sick of hearing you say that though," Blaine smiled, twisting his head to nuzzle Kurt's hair, Kurt reaching out a hand to steady Alice as she almost toppled straight over onto Blaine.

"I love you."

"At least she's finally asleep," Kurt murmured, stepping out onto the fire escape and handing a mug of coffee to Blaine who smiled appreciatively, legs dangling over the edge as he leaned on the barrier.

Glancing over his shoulder through the open window, Blaine laughed softly at the image of Alice spread out as much as she could be yet still dwarfed by Kurt's queen size bed. "Yeah, no kidding, it's only," Leaning over Kurt's shoulder to read the time from his phone, Blaine groaned and buried his face in Kurt's shoulder, "Three am. Remind me tomorrow that your brother is a dead man."

Chuckling, Kurt wrapped an arm around Blaine's shoulders, drawing the smaller man close grinning at how tiny Kurt's sweatpants and old shirt made Blaine look. "An idiot he may be, but I'd say that I'm rather fond of the big lug by this point."

"Hmm I suppose so," Blaine murmured, snuggling into Kurt's side and drinking deeply from his coffee. "You know this is just going to keep us up all night right?"

"Pretty much. But if you think we're attempting to move her for the next two hours you're dreaming. She's a ridiculously light sleeper until she completely drifts off and I for one haven't got any more energy left to give."

Blaine laughed softly pulling away and pressing feather light kisses to Kurt's cheek, beaming when the crimson flush started to spread over Kurt's cheeks. His caramel eyes widened slightly as he plucked at the hood of the jumper Kurt was wearing. "I can't believe that you still have this ratty old thing," He chuckled, admiring the way the baby blue Dalton hoodie clung to Kurt's figure, highlighting his stunning eyes and solid muscles, the sleeves rolled effortlessly up to his elbows.

"Well thankfully it was always much too big for you so now it fits me perfectly," Kurt teased lightly, pulling on a pouting Blaine's legs until he was sat sideways over Kurt's lap, the two of them watching the bright lights stretching out for miles and miles below them. "You know B, we have all the time in the world now to talk about what went on yesterday."

Blaine's eyes tripled in size and he tried to wriggle from Kurt's grasp, whining when the older man's hold was simply too strong. "Kurt…"

"No. No excuses, no delays. Not this time Bumble Bee, we're in this together now, the way it always should have been."

"You sound like you're in 'High School Musical'," Blaine grumbled, averting his eyes from Kurt's glare.

"Blaine," Kurt muttered, the warning tone in his voice enough to make Blaine wince.

Shuddering, Blaine turned to look into Kurt's fiery, protective eyes. "What do you want me to say Kurt? I don't want to relive it again. I'm scared. Not to mention I pretty much ran out of there before I even found out what all of my options were," Blaine hissed, careful of the volume of his voice in the dead of the night.

"Just tell me what you know baby, and we'll go from there," Kurt murmured gently, running one hand up and down Blaine's back.

"My treatment's not working the way it should be," Blaine whispered, screwing his eyes up tightly at the sharp hitch of Kurt's breath. "I-I don't really know anymore than that," Blaine whimpered, his voice cracking, Kurt drawing him tighter into his arms, "I think he gave me a couple of options but I was numb by then, I couldn't pay attention. I just needed out of that room."

"It's okay to break down Bumble Bee, I've got you now and I'm not going anywhere for as long as we're both here."

Feeling Blaine completely crumple against him, Kurt felt his heart break as the sobs shook Blaine's tiny frame. The blue eyed man simply wrapped his arms tighter around his boyfriend, pulling the hood of the hoodie Blaine had already managed to steal from him over the light dusting messy curls and pressing a kiss to Blaine's forehead. Rocking them gently from side to side, the older of the pair keeping his own tears at bay, fighting to be strong for Blaine and humming 'Blackbird' quietly under his breath, Kurt's humming and Blaine's sobbing flowing out into the night air and mingling with the noises of traffic and party goers on their way home in the city that never sleeps.

Feeling Blaine go limp against him, Kurt sighed softly and drew out his watch to look at the time, the morning sun just about peaking out over the horizon. Observing as his watch illuminated the time to him as a little before five am, Kurt groaned slightly. Burying his face in the crook of Blaine's neck, Kurt smiled as the younger man mumbled slightly in his sleep and turned towards Kurt once more. Rolling out his neck, the blue eyed man yawned, knowing full well that he was going to pay for sitting out on the fire escape with Blaine all night over the days to come. Glancing over his shoulder, he smiled at Alice who had managed to roll herself almost to the foot of the bed in her sleep during the last few hours.

Pressing a kiss to Blaine's forehead, Kurt marvelled at the beauty of him, his dark eyelashes fanned out across his too pale cheeks, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips, his face peaceful in sleep with a mixture of street lights and the early morning embers of the sun making shadows dance across the young man's face. Too Kurt, Blaine had never looked more perfect or more beautiful than he looked in that very moment.

"Blaine honey, come on, let's actually get to bed before one of us ends up damaging something for life," Kurt chuckled, already feeling his muscles aching as he gently shook Blaine awake.

"Mmm no Kitkat, fife mwore minus," Blaine mumbled burying his face in Kurt's chest, the older man's chest simply shaking with laughter.

"God I forgot how adorable you are in the morning." Kurt whispered, carding his fingers through the light trail of curls hidden by the hood of Blaine's jacket and the beanie that he never seemed to take off these days.

Looking up at Kurt through his eyelashes, Blaine smiled sweetly, "I'm always adorable."

"Annnnd it's gone," Kurt laughed, kissing the pout from Blaine's lips. "Come on baby, let's move Ally and actually get to bed for a couple hours at least."

"All right, all right, what's the best way to do this then?" Blaine queried, stepping through the window and offering a hand to help Kurt through. Tilting his head, he smiled softly at the sleeping infant in the bed, "You know we could just leave her there."

"We could," Kurt agreed, wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist and resting his head on his shoulder, "But as much as I may love my daughter to pieces, I'd rather like just you in my bed tonight."

Blaine laughed, tugging out of Kurt's arms and turning around to press a chaste kiss to his lips. "Ok then, I get the doors, you carry her?"

"Sound good to me, watch the floorboard just outside of Ally's room, it squeaks like there's no tomorrow." Watching Blaine nod his affirmative, Kurt gingerly picked up his daughter, freezing when she whimpered and shuffled in his arms, Blaine shoving a fist into his mouth to stop his laughter at Kurt's look of panic and the glare that he was now on the receiving end of. "If you're quite done, let's go," Kurt hissed n a hushed voice.

"Jesus Kurt you're making this sound either like we're kidnapping her or that this is mission impossible," Blaine snickered, dancing lightly down the corridor, bounding lightly over the floorboard he had been instructed to avoid and standing triumphantly in the middle of Alice's room.

Shaking his head, Kurt moved to follow Blaine, almost instantly standing on the floorboard he had instructed the other man to miss. Both of them froze instantly, shooting wide eyed looks at each other, Alice squirming slightly in Kurt's arms, yet still thankfully asleep, mumbling drifting down the corridor from both Dani's room and the living room. Kurt watched as Blaine began to shake again, his fist returning to his mouth. Rolling his cerulean eyes, Kurt stepped into the room quickly depositing Alice in her crib and placing a stuffed duck in her grasping fingers.

Moving over to where Blaine was still stood trying to hold in his laughter, Kurt simply crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow a small smirk playing on his features. Seeing his expression, Blaine began to shake his head rapidly, making crossing motions with his arms, "No Kurt don't you dare."

Pressing a finger to his lips, Kurt darted a quick look over to the crib before smirking at Blaine once more. The shorter man tried to dance around him but Kurt was by his side in an instant, grabbing his waist and throwing him over his shoulder, Blaine muffling his laughter with Kurt's back.

Throwing Blaine onto his bed, Kurt grinned as he instantly burst into hysterical laughter. Shedding his hoodie and shirt, Kurt climbed up Blaine until he was hovering just over his face, azure eyes locking onto golden ones. "I love you so much, I'm sorry it took me so stupidly long to see it. I just, I love you."

"Kurt, I-" Blaine murmured, his voice cracking again, fingers stroking through Kurt's hair.

"Aah, no," Kurt grinned, pressing a finger to Blaine's lips before yanking the baker's t-shirt and jacket off. "We've had enough tears for tonight I think. For a lifetime really."

Pressing a kiss to Kurt's fingertip, Blaine turned his head slightly, eyes still locked on Kurt's. "I love you, I do, so much. I don't know how long I have to offer you Kurt, but as long as I'm alive, this is where I want to be."

"Ditto," Kurt grinned and Blaine laughed, shoving him over and rolling on top of Kurt instead.

"God I can see why you always found that so infuriating."

"Told you so," Kurt snickered sticking his tongue out at Blaine.

"Oh real mature sweetheart."

"On a more serious note Blaine, that does go both ways I am here as long as I'm alive, you're it for me Anderson. You have been since you dragged me down a corridor on your stupidly long shortcut when in reality I could've walked round the corner and boom there was the Warbler's performance." Blaine laughed, his face finding the crook of Kurt's neck. "Tomorrow morning, we go to your doctor's and we see what you missed because you never should have been there alone in the first place. And from now on I am going to all of your appointments, treatments and scans with you." Seeing Blaine raise his head to protest, Kurt instantly captured his lips with his own in a slow, sweet kiss. "No protests Bumble Bee, I'm my own boss, and not in the way Santana claims she's hers. I actually own and run my own business and therefore I will choose when I have time off and I choose to have time off whenever you need me so don't try to hide anything from me."

"How did I ever manage without you?" Blaine muttered in awe of the man beneath him. Kurt simply chuckled in response, leaning over the flick off his bedside lamp, drawing Blaine to his chest and kissing the base of his neck softly, smirking at the shudder that ripped through Blaine's body.

"Goodnight Bumble Bee."

"What time do you actually think that they'll leave bed?" Rachel asked, casting an amused look down the corridor to where Kurt's bedroom door remained closed.

Dani shrugged slightly from where she was building up block towers with Alice and Brittany. "God knows but I heard them put Alice to bed at around five, someone stood on that damn squeaky floorboard."

"Is that what that was? I heard a really freaky noise in the early hours of this morning but there was no way I was looking into it," Puck whinged, pausing the game he was playing with Finn, Mike, Sam and Sebastian much to their disgust.

"Ladies and gentlemen, someone who would've rather stayed in bed than save us from an axe murderer," Quinn smirked, handing a steaming mug of coffee to Elliott, the room erupting in laughter.

"I think the worst thing is it wasn't even a bed he refused to leave, it was the sofa bed he was sharing with Mike," Santana snickered, all heads turning at the sound of a door opening.

"Feed me, feed me, feed me, feed me," Blaine mumbled, arms latched around Kurt's hips as the two men shuffled towards the kitchen, ignoring the amused looks from the living room.

"Oh no way," Sebastian sniggered, his eyes zeroing in on Blaine's neck

"Well don't you two look beautiful this morning," Santana laughed.

"Not my fault, blame the lack of sleep," Blaine groaned, burying his head into Kurt's bare shoulder as the blue eyed man pulled away, walking through the swinging door into the kitchen. Blaine stared after him, the puppy dog expression evident on his face, eyes wide as his hand pressed to open the door once more, Sebastian interrupting him momentarily.

"Oh and Blaine, nice hickey you're sporting there."

The entire room erupted in laughter once more, Blaine colouring scarlet while Kurt's hand snuck out of the kitchen door to yank him out of view of the others. Glancing at each other, they all smirked slightly, before indulging in the pleasure of wolf whistling, much to Blaine and Kurt's amusement and frustration.

"Kurt I can't do this," Blaine whimpered freezing at the top of the steps of his doctor's practice.

Kurt, stood on the step below Blaine spun the curly haired man round to look at him, smiling gently as he took both of his hands, his thumbs drawing slow circles into the back of Blaine's hands. "Yes you can Blaine. You're one of the strongest people that I know, a little trip to the doctor's is not going to get to you. We are going to discus your options and we are going to get you out of this, okay?"

"Okay," Blaine whispered, Kurt leaning up to kiss his forehead.

Stepping in front of Blaine, Kurt swung open the door before stepping out of the way to let a frail, elderly lady with a walking stick exit first.

"Thank you young man, that was very kind of you," She smiled. Surveying the way that Blaine had cuddled up to Kurt's side she smirked slightly, "I told you that you would make a beautiful family," She crowed, descending the stairs to her waiting taxi with a cackle.

Blaine's face burned and he buried his face in the crook of Kurt's neck laughing softly. Kurt meanwhile was staring in the direction the taxi had taken off blinking rapidly, confusion etched into his face. "Want to enlighten me here?"

"It's nothing, she just saw me with Rachel and Ally the other day and thought we were a family. I set the record straight and she told me that I was still in love with you."

"And clearly she was right," Kurt grinned.

Blaine rolled his eyes, "Yes she was right," He laughed, stealing a kiss before dragging Kurt down the hallway into the waiting room.

Doctor Benson was already waiting for them there when they arrived and ushered them straight down to the consultation room, concern evident in his eyes. "I am so sorry for the other day Blaine, I should never have told you that information on your own the other day."

Blaine shook his head, "No, I knew what I was coming in for, I should have at the very minimum brought Santana or Sam with me."

"Still though," The doctor sighed before turning to Kurt, "I'm Doctor Benson, it's a pleasure to meet you." Shaking Kurt's hand he smiled softly.

"Kurt Hummel and I plan to be at every one of these from now on."

Doctor Benson's eyebrow raised up a small smirk tugging at his mouth as he shook Kurt's hand, shooting Blaine a questioning look. "The famous Kurt Hummel?" Blaine groaned and leaned forwards face resting in his hands, Kurt watching the elderly doctor curiously. "I treated Blaine back in Ohio the first time round with this too, turns out the kid talks in his sleep a fair bit."

Kurt snorted, quickly trying to cover it with a laugh, "Yeah, he always has done, what did he say about me?"

"I hate you both," Blaine ground out leaning back in his seat once more, a dirty look filling his face, taking Kurt's hand with his.

Sitting behind the desk, the doctor laughed at them both. "You have every right to hate me Blainers, but I'm not so sure about him somehow."

"Probably true. So, my options?"

Doctor Benson sighed sadly, "If you're going to survive Blaine, it's going to have to be the intensive route, the only other option that you really have is that we can make you as comfortable as possible but our hands are really ties if you don't go down this route truth be told."

Blaine let out a long breath, eyes stinging with tears. Kurt sighed softly, rubbing a hand up and down Blaine's back, Blaine himself covering his face with his hands. "How intensive?" Kurt whispered, turning his full attention back to Doctor Benson.

"Two three day cycles a week for at least six weeks. It's going to be tough Blaine, and I will not lie to you the intensity will make you more ill than you've ever been with this disease but it's the best chance you have kid."

"Let's do it," Blaine whispered, determination in his eyes, Doctor Benson and Kurt each nodding softly.