Chapter 9

Kurt's eyes gently fluttered open and he gazed longingly at the precious man curled tightly into his side. Sighing softly he tightened his grip around Blaine’s waist rolling him slightly so that the dark haired man was almost flat against his chest. Kurt grinned when one of Blaine’s hands automatically reached up, winding around the back of his own neck, the shorter man pressing his face tightly into the crevice on the other side of his neck, squirming as close to Kurt as he could get.

Kurt gently ran his hand through the thin curls on Blaine’s head humming softly against his forehead and reaching gently for the beanie forgotten about on Blaine’s pillow. Tugging it gently back onto the shorter mans head Kurt's grin widened when he sighed in contentment nuzzling Kurt’s neck in his sleep. Pressing his lips to Blaine’s forehead gently Kurt breathed in the smell of his cologne instantly recognising his favourite scent, the one that instantaneously made him turn if he smelt it in a public place. The scent that was so inherently Blaine.

“I wish you'd just told me the truth,” He murmured against his temple, taking in all of Blaine’s facial features, peaceful and pain free in sleep. In particular he noted the long, dark lashes that contrasted against skin he knew shouldn’t be as pale as it currently was. Kurt's eyes flickered closed gradually again as Blaine slipped off of him in his sleep both whining slightly at the loss of warmth, Blaine moulding into Kurt’s side once more light snores escaping his lips and Kurt's arms instinctively winding protectively around his sleeping figure once more.

“Morning,” Dani yawned, walking into the kitchen with Alice still half asleep clinging to her side. Spying the freshly brewed coffee, she made a beeline for it, ignoring the smirking looks that Sebastian and Santana were sending each other. “Where’s everybody else?”

“Work,” Santana smiled, pulling Alice onto her lap when the infants’ arms reached for her, the baby nestling into her sleepily as Dani leaned on the counter clutching a mug of coffee close. “And Kurt and Blaine are still sleeping. Pretty sure it’s actually physically impossible for them to get closer than they currently are.” Rolling her eyes, Santana popped a soggy cheerio into Alice’s waiting mouth, laughing at the disgusted look she gave her as she tried to pull it back out again.

“Alice,” Dani chastised, taking the spit out cheerio from the little girl and binning it, passing Santana a banana.

Sebastian simply smirked and swallowed his own mouth of cereal. “I could think of a way for Kurt and Blaine to be closer,” Avoiding Dani’s hand slapping them across the back of the heads, the pair at the table continued to snigger. “They weren’t the only two who got close last night though.”

Santana snorted, passing Alice and the banana to Sebastian and gathering up the breakfast dishes. “Yeah Dani, you and Sam were pretty cosy.”

“Nothing happened, he just let me and Alice have his bed. Hell, he slept in the living room with you and Elliott, Sebastian.”

“Oh we know, but Sam doesn’t give up his bed for anybody, it’s like his personal heaven,” Santana snickered.

“Yeah well, maybe he was just being nice,” Dani sighed, rolling her big ice blue eyes. “I mean it’s hardly going to be anything else, I have an eleven month old baby and pretty much anyone I know will tell you I’m pretty freaking screwed up.”

“Hey,” Sebastian snapped, calming Alice when she startled before glancing back to Dani. “None of that. You are amazing Dani, and so is Alice, anyone would be lucky to have the pair of you. You want to talk messed up? Go look three doors down the corridor. They're practically moulded into each other it’s so disgustingly adorable. But you know for a fine fact that as soon as we leave this building, both of them will deny absolutely everything that they’re feeling. God, you just have to look at Kurt's past relationships to see how much they need each other.” Huffing in annoyance, Sebastian took the baby wipes Dani handed him and started to clean Alice of the banana smushed between her fingers and covering her face.

“No kidding,” Santana muttered tilting her head to look at Sebastian and Alice more closely, “Did she actually eat any of that or is it just all over her?”

“No, she ate quite a bit, didn’t you baby girl?” Sebastian laughed, standing her up on his lap and tickling her sides.

“No, no, no,” She chanted squealing and clapping her hands as her head tilted back with laughter.

Sebastian chuckled, placing her on the floor and watching as her pink onesie covered feet headed straight for Santana, her arms wrapping around the Latina woman’s leg securely. “I mean I know Kurt's been well and truly fu-” At Dani’s withering glare he blushed slightly, “Screwed up. He has been as far back as I remember him moving back in with us seven years ago.”

“Funny, B’s been the same. First there was the rebound guy, nothing to talk about there. Greg was a dick who bossed B around for like three years. An absolute idiot who took B for granted back in Lima.”

“Wait, he got Blaine to do everything for him when he was ill?” Dani muttered furiously, fire flashing through her eyes even as Santana shook her head.

“No, he was just the first guy B dated after the break up. It was after he was given that beautiful word of remission though so that was say twenty to twenty three. I think we all thanked God for B eventually seeing sense and ditching the bozo.” Grinning, Santana sat Alice on the edge of the counter and wrapped her arm around the baby. “Then there wasn’t really another until we got to New York, not even then really.” She sighed softly, glancing to the pair and nodding her head slowly, “What I’m about to tell you doesn’t leave the three of us, capiche? Blaine would probably be mortified if he knew that I was even telling you.”

“I think I may already know, but go on,” Dani mumbled, intrigued as she dropped into the chair beside Sebastian, Santana scooping up the baby and sitting opposite them, letting Alice crawl around the table as Sebastian nodded his consent.

Santana took a deep breath, folding her hands nervously on the table in front of her and glancing nervously at the pair watching her curiously. “When Blaine was first feeling ill again, he decided not to tell anyone. He set up the doctors appointment and went and got his test results by himself,” Sebastian closed his eyes in pain, raising one hand to his forehead as he sensed what was coming. “Then when he was re-diagnosed, he still chose not to tell any of us. Instead, he kind of went off the deep end. He dragged us out drinking, and well more than dancing on his behalf, most nights, which is just so not Blaine. He became a cocky, arrogant little git who none of us could stand to be around in short.” Eyeing Sebastian she smirked, “Kind of reminded me of you actually.”

“Oh hardy har har,” He glared, Dani and Alice both snickering beside him. “San, what happened then?”

“It kept up for about six weeks, until Britt accidentally opened his mail which just happened to be a letter regarding a missed chemo appointment,” She smiled wryly. “Needless to say, I went nuclear on him, Sam and Mike had to hold me back from killing him myself and B disappeared for three days, scaring me half to death,” She sighed sadly, gazing at her lukewarm coffee as she swirled it around the mug, “When he came back there were tears and tantrums, mainly from Sam,” She smirked at Dani who merely shot her a deadpan look in return, “And God, so, so much yelling. Eventually though, we managed to get him back into the fight against this stupid freaking disease, but the man whore, sorry,” She frowned glancing to Alice but Dani simply shrugged, passing the baby another grape, “Ways continued probably right up until he started working for you actually Dani. He was like a different person when he went out, projecting a full on bad boy image which is just not our little B to be honest.”

“Where the hell was this side of Blaine in high school?” Sebastian frowned.

“You’re kidding me? That’s what you took from that?” Dani glared, throwing a grape off of his forehead and muttering to herself in French.

Santana laughed softly, “So yeah, that’s Blaine’s screwed up story. Not a fun one in the long run, God he needs Kurt back in his life, just for some happiness. I’ve never seen the hobbit as happy as what he was simply in the same room as Kurt yesterday in seven years.”

“I’ve never seen Kurt's eyes light up the way they do when he looks at Blaine, or Blaine talks to him, ever,” Dani moped, “I wish I had seen them in high school.”

Santana and Sebastian glanced to each other before answering simultaneously, “They were revoltingly sweet.”

“What’s Kurt's story?”

Sebastian and Dani stared at each other before Dani lowered the gaze with a sigh. “Not as bad as B’s, but still not a brilliant one.”

“Do tell?” Santana quirked an eyebrow, watching the pair shuffle uncomfortably.

Sebastian grimaced when Dani’s look clearly told him that it was his turn to talk. “Alright, so the break up was eight years ago this coming October, right?” Watching Santana nod slowly, Sebastian smiled, “Cue December of that year, Rachel and Kurt running out of money and looking for a place to live. The only place they could afford was a flat share with yours truly, Dani here, Elliott and Dani’s older brother Ollie, who at the time was pretty much like the Dad to the three of us despite only being twenty one himself.” Sebastian glanced to Dani and squeezed one of her hands at the look of pain that shot across her face before the straight-faced mask replaced it once more. “The place was a dive, completely disgusting and just eurgh, I get the creeps thinking about it, still better than college dorms horrifyingly enough though. But yeah, and needless to say Kurt wasn’t exactly happy about living with me or little miss pretentious over here.” Jerking his thumb at Dani, she glared and Santana raised an eyebrow again.

“Hey! I was not that bad!”

“You're right, you were worse,” He muttered dryly, “She was a sixteen year old super genius who had no parents, and used her wit as a defence mechanism, do the math on that one.” Santana sniggered as Dani slumped in her chair, pouting. “Anyway, that slowly cleared up as Kurt supposedly got over his heartbreak and being an emotional wreck all of the time. I got with Elliott and Dani and Kurt had bitch fests over just about everything. The two of them would sit on our fire escape for hours degrading every passing person on the street below somehow. Then Kurt ‘fell’ for Ollie. Which I still think was just a rebound thing,” Sebastian glanced to Dani who nodded again. “As Kurt himself has said many a time, Ollie and Elliott both always acted ‘to straight’ to be thought of as gay unless you knew them but meh. He spent about eighteen months lusting after him.”

“Oh God, tell me about it!” Dani whined, “Do you have any idea how creepy and just plain weird assed it is to have to comfort your best friend with ice cream while he lusts after your older brother just eww.”

Santana grinned, “You should talk to Blaine about that, he’s had plenty of experience of his own.”

“Wait, B has a brother?” Dani questioned, Sebastian’s brow furrowing in bewilderment too. “Where the hell does he fit into all of this?”

Santana glared at the table. “Shove him in the not giving a shit category a long with Blaine’s parents. I think Cooper possibly hurt him more than anything their parents ever did to him though. It wasn’t physical obviously but he was much more interested in his reputation and how he could use the emotion of having a dying brother to win roles. Blaine cut him off two weeks after he moved into Britt’s place and hasn’t heard a peep from him since. Anyway, on with Kurt's story because so far you guys have nothing on bad boy Anderson.”

“Ouch,” Dani hissed before picking up where Sebastian left off. “Ok so yeah, say probably two years post break up, Kurt was finally getting over his obsession with my bro and we’d moved into a new, nicer, place. Ollie was dating a guy named Harry who pretty much worked on the black market and got us all ridiculously amazing fake IDs, even me at eighteen, which Ollie wasn’t impressed about. But Kurt, Seb and I decided to put them to full use. Elliott isn’t a big drinker so he came occasionally but not too often and Rach turned her nose up saying she’d rather concentrate on her performances yada, yada, yada.”

“Prissy selfish self-centered lame-ass wannabe diva from Hell,” Santana muttered, ignoring looks from the other two.

“Ok then, no love lost there,” Dani murmured, pulling a face at Alice. “But yeah, I guess he sort of became like you mentioned Blaine was a bit of a man whore, but Kurt is Kurt, it didn’t last long and then he met Roger.”

“Asshat,” Sebastian glared, shoving his phone onto the table as he finished texting Elliott, “I mean I never liked any of the three but Roger was by far and the worst, he was a controlling, sneaky, conniving dick who Kurt was far too good for and Ollie and I let Kurt know it on more than a daily basis.” Something protective flashed through Sebastian’s eyes, showing Santana just how different the relationship between the two former enemies now was. He ran his hands over his face and Santana’s eyes widened when she saw they were shaking, “I will never, never for as long as I live forget the terror in Kurt's voice when he phoned me. Eleven oh six on the twenty first of February 2015 almost two and a half years post break up, God he was just so scared. Roger was older, like seven years older and taller and bigger than Kurt too. He took him to a sex party,” Sebastian shuddered slightly, trying to rid the sound of Kurt's petrified voice and the terrified blue eyes that greeted him on the street corner that night. “Roger tried to force Kurt to go with five of his friends that night. Thankfully he got out and begged me to come find him and walk him back which I did, but he was so scared, he put off going anywhere but work for the next three months or so.” Sebastian smirked a little and took the fresh pot of coffee Santana handed him topping up his and Dani’s mugs, “Needless to say Ollie and I screwed Roger and any future he had in New York City up pretty God damn badly, you don’t mess with one of us and get away with it.”

“When Kurt was finally out of the Roger dark days, as we now call them,” Dani picked up, leaving Sebastian to mull over his achievements in destroying Roger’s life with a satisfied smirk on his face. “Enter promiscuous Kurt for a further month until Scott came along.”

“Scott was ok, at least at first, we well and truly vetted him after Roger,” Sebastian continued, “And then, two and a half months into the relationship, Kurt became pretty much what Blaine was to that Greg guy, his slave.”

“Everything was Kurt, do this, will you get me that, ooh Kurt take me there, I can’t pay tonight baby, but I swear I’ll pay you back. It was ridiculous, like Kurt was literally driving him to see his friends in New Jersey, driving back to the city then leaving again at like two in the morning to go collect him and bring him back to the city every other day, he was totally exhausted,” Dani sighed, shaking her head. “Regardless, Kurt put up with it for fifteen months before calling it, thank God.”

“At that stage, Elliott and I had just gone on a break too so the two of us and Dani decided that love sucked and there was no hope for any of it. We pretty much lived on ice cream and vodka, not a good mix but hey it worked,” Sebastian laughed, shaking his head at how naïve they had been. “Rach and Elliott pretty much avoided us, Ollie had just begun his second tour of Afghanistan and yeah, it wasn’t pretty. We pledged to stay celibate for a year, relationship wise at least, there was no way I was going a year without getting some.”

Rolling her eyes, Dani shoved him playfully. “Yeah, this one was the first to fall off the bandwagon six weeks later when he and Elliott got back together, I’m pleased to say for good this time. But Kurt and I muddled through with it until he met Freddy the following July, so close to making it a year. He was just as much a prat as Scott was though.”

“He lasted almost a year, until the May at least,” Sebastian shrugged, “Then Kurt finally figured out what we knew all along, that he was being taken for a ride again.”

“He was back to being Kurt, young, free and happy, for a couple months at least,” Dani whispered, staring at the cupboard, a far away look in her eyes.

Sebastian sighed sorrowfully, pulling her onto his lap and kissing the op of her head before tucking her chin under his own, holding Santana’s gaze as she pulled Alice onto her own lap. “July has never been a good month for me, and it only got worse in 2018.”

Dani whimpered in his lap causing his arms to wrap more defensively around her, his gaze never leaving Santana’s perplexed and worried one. “Ollie was a dog handler with the US Marines,” Sebastian started out, clearing his throat quietly as realisation dawned on Santana’s face.  “He left for his third tour of duty with his Belgium shepherd Pace on the fifteenth of June and less than a month later on the twelfth of July we had two marines at out door. The two of them had been trying to save a kid from stepping on a land mine and not noticed the other two closer to them.” Sebastian cuddled Dani tighter to him still, “After the funeral, Rach, Elliott and I pretty much felt like we’d lost Kurt and Dani too. The two of them were out all night every night getting hammered, getting stoned, something neither of them had done before. Not something they’re proud of, but by that point Ollie was like a big brother to Kurt too, he was their confident and then he was gone, neither one remembers the three to four weeks before they woke up in bed together. A month later, Elliott and I were trying to calm a hysterical Dani, who had a positive pregnancy stick, down. Then all out war broke out in the flat as to whether she should have an abortion or not. Kurt actually took off for Lima for a month until Burt kicked him out telling him to be a man and face his problems head on. Slowly he came round to the idea and the two of them became inseparable and eventually the little, messed up family they are today. We got our Kurt and our Dani back and all it took was a huge unexpected surprise,” He finished in exasperation, shooting a fond smile at the baby now chewing on a plastic spoon.

Santana cleared her throat, “Wow, ok so yeah, you’ve had just as crap a time of it as we have by the sounds of it. Dani, I’m-”

“Don’t,” The younger woman cut her off, sitting up straight on Sebastian’s knee and shooting Santana a weak smile, “Seriously, please don’t, I’ve had enough freaking sympathy to last me a lifetime since I was thirteen, believe me. Life’s hard, but that’s life, I wouldn’t be the person I am today, or have the best makeshift family and daughter that I could have ever asked for if life had dealt me a different hand, so honestly, I wouldn’t change a thing. Besides, when the good times are good, they're damn good.”

“Right, good, yeah,” Santana smiled, letting Alice crawl across the table once more into her mother’s waiting arms, “So what’s the plan of action today? I know you guys are still off.”

“I really want to go see the new Avengers film,” Dani whined, her head leaning back onto Sebastian’s shoulder as he shook with laughter.

“You know, for someone so hot, you’re such a freaking nerd.”

“Hush you,” She sighed, bursting into peels of laughter as he tickled her sides.

“Hmm,” Santana shrugged, starting to clear up the coffee mugs. “Dani go dump Alice on Kurt and Blaine, it’s about time they were waking up, and they can watch her today. The three of us are going out.”

“Oh yay, I get to have a girly day,” Sebastian muttered, rolling his eyes.

Dani rolled her head round to shoot him an amused glance. “Sebastian Grant Smythe, I remember for a fine fact that you let me give you manicures, pedicures and facials galore whilst I was pregnant, one more girly day now won’t kill you,” She laughed, patting his cheek as she stood up wandering down the corridor to Blaine’s room, Santana snickering at Sebastian while he glared back.

“Never breath a word of that to anyone.”

“Oh, I’m not promising anything Twink.” Ignoring Sebastian’s glare, Santana swept out of the room, already imagining ways to use her new found information against him.

Dani sighed softly, glancing down at the little girl in her arms and trying not to think of the ways in which she reminded her of her brother as she pushed Blaine’s door open cautiously.

Smiling, she watched Kurt's arms tighten protectively around Blaine as the younger man snuffled in his sleep. “We just want Daddy happy, huh baby girl?” She whispered careful not to disturb them as she pecked Alice’s head. “And the only way Mama thinks that’s possible is if he ends up with Blaine and they’re both fit and healthy and adopting gorgeous babies left, right and centre for you to play with.”

Exhaling, she kissed Alice again before crossing the room silently, watching the men closely for any sign of movement or disruption. “Well, now’s as good a time as any, have a good day with your Daddy and your future Papa baby girl,” She muttered tranquilly, placing Alice next to their tangled legs and noiselessly leaving the room, watching the baby clamber onto Blaine’s chest before she left, a grin covering her face.

Blaine’s eyes slowly blinked open aware of a straining feeling in his chest stopping him from breathing. His eyes finally opening fully, he chuckled delicately at the wide, innocent blue ones staring down at him, little baby hands tracing his face and prodding his nose.

Gently easing Alice from his chest he froze as Kurt mumbled and shifted beside him arms still affectionately wrapped around Blaine. Sighing contently, Blaine tried to wriggle out of Kurt's tight hold, frowning when the arms simply tightened further and Kurt whispered something that sounded rather like a very possessive, “My Blaine,” in his sleep, brow furrowing in concentration as he tugged Blaine backwards against his chest. Blaine shot a helpless look to Alice, frowning when she only giggled at him and clambered over his hip to rest partially on each of the men that she deeply trusted.

“Good God, you Hummel’s are both like freaking octopuses aren’t you?” Blaine whined, still unable to break Kurt's strong hold, trying not to laugh as Alice simply cackled on top of them.

“Shut up, relax and stop calling me names,” Kurt mumbled, eyes blinking open sleepily as Blaine quirked an eyebrow and sniggered quietly at him.

“You always did have issues with being a cuddler,” He muttered fondly, eyeing Kurt closely, beaming when he saw how messy Kurt's hair was.

“Only because you made me that way,” Kurt yawned, one arm still tucked around Blaine as he rolled onto his back Blaine automatically shuffling around and tucking back into his side, head resting on his shoulder. Alice glanced at them both before giving up her climbing with a sigh and flopping down between them, wriggling her way up the bed until the two men pulled back the cover and she slotted happily between them. Blaine’s head fell back onto Kurt, Alice lying with her back to his chest and her tiny fingers clutching Kurt's hands as he wrapped his arms tenderly around the two of them.

After a long silence, Blaine chewed his bottom lip nervously and flickered his eyes up to look at Kurt, feeling his breath evaporate out of him at the intensity of the gaze that was immediately returned. “Kurt did you ever imagine something like this morning in our future when we were younger?”

Kurt didn’t even take a minute to think about it, immediately knowing his truthful response as he dropped his forehead onto Blaine's, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before gazing into the scared amber orbs once more. “Minus the roommates and best friends loitering around, God yeah. Every single day Bumble Bee. How are you feeling today?”

“Mmm, better than I have in days,” Blaine murmured, suddenly averting Kurt's eyes. Kurt himself merely smirked as he noticed Blaine’s right eye twitching slightly.

“How are you really feeling?” When Blaine opened his mouth to answer Kurt snapped a hand over it quirking an eyebrow. “Truthfully Anderson, your eye twitch is already going your neck is rigid again while you're trying to stare at the ceiling. Realistically you're not a very good liar, I really don’t know why I ever believed you,” Kurt frowned, still watching Blaine as he tried to remember the minor details of that night that he had failed to pay attention to at the time, but that might have actually saved his relationship. “I could tell yesterday that you lie to Santana and everyone else about it all of the time, I just didn’t want to say anything in front of them. Although I’d be careful with that around Dani and Sebastian, they’re actually freakishly perceptive most of the time.”

Blaine grinned slightly, “You really do know me better than anyone else huh?”

“Damn right I do,” Kurt muttered grinning at Blaine fondly as both blushed lightly the moment only interrupted by Alice deciding to hit Kurt’s nose making Blaine laugh.

“Hey little lady,” Kurt chuckled grabbing hold of the baby and hoisting her into the air above his head as Blaine sat more upright, watching the muscles in Kurt's arms flex as he hovered the giggling baby over his head. Blaine made faces at her, delighting in the giggles leaving the baby girl’s mouth.

Watching Blaine lean forward to peck Alice's outstretched fingers Kurt beamed letting him take hold of the baby gently and draw her into his crossed lap hugging her close and pressing his cheek to her hair as Kurt sat back up eyeing Blaine carefully. “Ok spill Anderson, now.”

“I really am feeling better than I have in days, probably since my last treatment Kurt, honestly,” Blaine glanced up at him through his dark lashes and smiled uncertainly.

Kurt shook his head gloomily, “That’s not all though Bumble Bee.”

“I'm just so tired all of the time Kurt,” Blaine whimpered turning and burying his face in Alice's hair. The baby almost seemed to sense Blaine’s need for her as she stilled and her tiny hand grasped his foot.

“Oh baby,” Kurt whispered pulling Blaine, and inadvertently Alice, closer to him and running a hand down the beanie again. He carefully manoeuvred them so that Blaine was between his legs and pulled him backwards into his chest, feeling Blaine relax instantly. Kurt chuckled softly into Blaine’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around Blaine and Alice again, wanting nothing more than to spend forever in this moment with the pair of them. “Sleep today. We'll spend the day here. You could quit as well you know? Or ask Dani for extended leave she'd give you it in a heartbeat she loves you already.”

“I love her too she's like the annoying kid sister I never wanted.”

Kurt moaned, burying his face into Blaine’s shoulder as he remembered the indignant sixteen year old that he had first moved in with, her older brother and guardian constantly having the job of apologising for the smart ass remarks she made constantly. Kurt would never admit it to Dani, but the second she had let loose the first snarky remark in his direction which had started off their first fight, he had loved her like a sister. He loved her even more that she had stopped using her sassiness to be so defensive around himself and Rachel, a trait that he had later learnt from her brother she had picked up following the deaths of their parents to stop people getting close. But genuinely, he had fallen for her hard as the older brother, overly protective figure when he was eighteen, knowing that in realistic terms they had more in common and more understanding of the other than either would ever admit and he would still kill anyone who ever dared hurt her. “Yeah well try meeting the smart ass sixteen year old already into her second year of culinary school and getting Elliott and Sebastian to coach her in business on the side that I had to deal with at first then talk to me.”

Blaine laughed softly, “Damn she's done well for a 23 year old like. I just don't want to lose her.”

“Yeah well she's ridiculously bright even if she doesn't always show it. And FYI I don't think you have any chance of losing her now Blaine, she’s pretty attached to you. The girl’s suffered far too much loss in her life, she tends to cling to anyone that she gets close too.” Kurt smiled sadly, Blaine feeling his own heart clench at the grief flooding his favourite cerulean eyes.

“It's not just that I don't want to lose her and Alice. But I love my job. Like I actually love it. It gets my mind off of this damn disease let’s me be who I am for at least a little while.” Blaine broke off for a second thinking about it softly, “Dani, Alice and even the customers let me be who I am, they don’t just think of me as another young person going losing my life too soon. They never mention this,” Blaine held up his arm demonstrating the PICC line as Kurt sighed, “And they just talk to me about normal things, not about how I’m coping, how treatments going, if I’m any closer to being cured. Around them, I’m just me, just Blaine.”

“You're always you Bumble B, always.” Kissing the top of his head again softly, Kurt grinned at the sigh of contentment that left Blaine’s mouth; evidently without permission judging by the stricken look on Blaine’s face. Pulling the man closer still, Kurt finally allowed his eyes to wander around the room that was everything he would ever expect from Blaine, messy and nerdy, yet somehow sophisticated and organised, stack after stack of DVDs and books lining the walls.

Kurt's eyes catching on the book resting on Blaine’s bedside, the bookmark sticking unceremoniously out of the side, Kurt snorted ungracefully. “After all this time, B? Really?”

Following Kurt's line of sight, Blaine smirked, “Always, Kurt. Always.”

“You dork!” Kurt laughed, hitting Blaine with a pillow gently before settling down once more, drinking in the warm laughter and innocent giggles flowing through the room. Kurt reached to the other side and grabbed the remote for the television on the wall opposite. “Let me guess, Harry Potter’s in the blu-ray player too?”

“They’re my comfort films,” Blaine yawned gently leaning back onto Kurt's chest.

Smiling, Kurt ran a hand across Blaine’s shoulder and down his arm, intertwining their fingers and lifting the remote with his spare hand. “Which one’s in?” He mumbled, glancing to Alice.

Turning his head to look at the baby himself, Blaine contemplated silently. “It’s the Chamber of Secrets. She should be fine, it’s not the scariest one by a long shot,” He shrugged gently, letting Alice grab hold of his hand and try to chew a finger, Kurt hitting play before noting what the baby was doing.

“Sorry,” He grimaced, replacing Blaine’s finger with his own, “Ever since she started teething she has a thing for fingers.”

“I don’t mind,” Blaine sighed softly, turning to take in the film, Kurt watching the joy on his expression at something as simple as a film before turning to watch it himself, knowing fully that he was going to end up with a refresher course in all of Harry Potter, The Big Bang Theory and Star Wars over the coming months.

Rolling over hours later, Blaine whined at the loss of warmth beside him until a soft hand took his. “Hey, hey little B, you're ok, you’re ok.”

“Tana, what’s going on?”

“Kurt and the others had to go home hobbit, they had some weird show thing to go to tonight for Seb’s interior design thing,” Gently she stroked her fingers down Blaine’s back. “How’re you feeling?”

Blaine yawned, nuzzling against her thigh, “Tired still, but I know I should get up really.”

“Nope little B, you do whatever you want, and you let me know exactly how you're feeling, alright?”

“Kurt snitched didn’t he?”

Santana scoffed laughing slightly, “Of course he did dear sweet hobbit, now go back to sleep,” She laughed, standing up and walking towards the door.

“When does my dad get here Sannie? I need him.”

“He's here in a week B, maybe sooner depending on how you’re feeling. Go back to sleep angel, you need it.” Santana switched off the light, smiling at the way that Blaine, despite his tiredness, had seemed stronger than he had in days when a sudden thought flew across her mind and she couldn’t help but laugh to herself as she headed back to the bedroom where Brittany was waiting for her. “And when he does get here, all hell will break loose.”