Elliot wrapped a towel around his waist and opened the door. He had the food wheeled in before walking to the bedroom and placing gentle kisses across Damian's stomach.
"It's bright." Damian sighed, pulling a pillow over his head.

Elliot kissed up Damian's chest to his neck, letting his towel fall. "I got breakfast.." he said softly.

Damian smiled, slowly getting up. "Mmm, food."

"Nevermind your naked husband. ." Elliot chuckled, walking over to the food.

"I have the rest of my life for that." Damian chuckled.

Elliot giggled, making Damian a plate. "Wait, clothes off. Come on. If I'm naked, you will be too."

Damian shrugged, taking his pajamas off and sitting at the table.

"New rule. No clothes inside the hotel." Elliot giggled, setting Damian's plate in front of him.

"I like that rule."

Elliot smiled, leaning down to kiss his cheek before making himself a plate. Damian did the same, giving a soft moan at the taste. They finished breakfast, and after some rough sex on the kitchen counter, that left Elliot especially sore, the men were ready for their massages. They laid on the tables just above the water. It was gorgeous and the sound of the waves relaxed them. Damian had spoke to one of the masseuse before hand and slowly stepped into the water. He made his way over to his husband and let the other man head back to the hotel. Damian took a pump of lotion, rubbing it in his hands to warm it and rubbed his husband's shoulders. Elliot sighed softly, his eyes closed as the tension in his back melted away. Damian worked out all of the knots before slowly moving down his back. Elliot shifted slightly, unaware that his husband's hands were on him and not the masseuse. Damian bit hit lip as he pulled Elliot's towel down a bit more. He worked on his lower back. He grinned as a small groan escaped him. He moved down to his husband's legs and slowly worked up to his thighs. Elliot was extremely relaxed, sighing happily as the ocean breeze flowed through his curls. Damian slid the soft, white towel up Elliot's thighs, getting dangerously close to his ass. Elliott's eyebrow shot up and he cleared his throat, shifting again. Damian chuckled to himself, sliding a firm hand under the towel to the soft flesh and massaging him.
Elliot jumped. "Hey!" He exclaimed, quickly turning over. "Oh god, Damian.." he laughed.

Damian giggled. "Feel good?"

Elliot smiled, laying back down on his stomach and chuckling softly. Damian rubbed more lotion into his hands before working on his husband's legs again.

"You could really be a masseuse baby.." Elliot said, sighing happily.

"I only want to touch you," Damian said softly.

Elliot hummed. "Then my personal masseuse.." He smiled.

"I can do that. If you return the favor."

"Of course.." Elliot said before moaning softly. Damian smiled. He loved this. Making his lover feel nice and relaxed. "You know, you are allowed to massage my ass.." Elliot giggled.

"I know. I'm just taking my time with you, baby."

"Feels amazing.."

Damian smiled, adding more pressure and moving to Elliot's ass. Elliot moaned softly before biting his lip. "You were pretty rough with me earlier, he teased, smiling.

"I liked it." Damian chuckled.

"Oh I did too..My ass is pretty pissed about it though."

"Want me to kiss it better?"

Elliot gasped softly. "Yeah.." He breathed out.

Damian pulled the towel down and spread Ellliot. "Mmm, yeah."

Elliot gave a small whimper, lifting his hips a bit to make it easier for his husband. "See what you do to me?.." Elliot whispered.

"I do." Damian whispered, leaning down to lick at his husband. Elliot let out an obscenely loud moan before biting down on the small pillow under his head. Damian spread him wider, thrusting his tongue as deep as he could. Elliot gasped shakily, arching his back and rocking his hips slightly. The taller man moaned, sending chills through his lover. "Damian..Ohmygod.." Elliot whimpered.

Damian swirled his tongue around, licking his husband just how he liked. Elliot panted harshly. He loved when his husband did this for him. It just felt so amazing. He had to fight to control his moans and writhing. Damian brought a hand up, pressing against elliot's perineum. Elliot groaned, his hips thrusting down and away from Damian's mouth, his tongue slipping out. He whined pushing his ass back up.
"Nonono..I'm sorry, please.."

Damian chuckled, pressing back in.

"Oh baby, so fucking good.."

The taller moaned, rubbing that spot that drove his husband nuts. Elliot moaned loudly into the pillow, his legs trembling. "Fuck baby," Damian moaned, smacking Elliot's ass and pressing deeper.

Elliot cried out, arching his back. "S-so close!"

Damian worked his tongue and hand faster. Elliot's moans escalated before he gave a deep groan coming on the massage table. Damian smiled, pulling back and rubbing his husband's back. Elliot panted harshly as he came down. Damian grabbed the towel and cleaned the bed. He told his husband to turn over and finished his massage. Elliot sat up and kissed his husband deeply. "You're amazing.."

"So are you. Now it's my turn." Damian grinned. Elliot got up and smiled, kissing Damian again. Damian laid down, resting his head on his arms. Elliot smiled, rubbing the lotion in his hands and starting on Damian's shoulders. The taller man sighed softly.

"I've never done this.." Elliot chuckled.

"It feels good so far."

"Really?"

"Mhmm."

Elliot smiled, moving lower down his husband's back. Damian smiled, relaxing against the bed.

"You're so beautiful..." Elliot whispered.

"Thank you, baby."

Elliot kissed the center of Damian's back, smiling lightly.

"We should check on your dad later." Damian said softly.

"We will..Just relax, love.." Elliot said quietly. Damian did as his husband said, closing his eyes and listening to the sounds of the waves. Elliot worked his husband's tense muscles, concentrating on his neck. Damian was so relaxed, he fell asleep at his husband's touch.

He woke up later, in the suite with a delicious smell wafting from the kitchen. He got up and walked towards the smell. "Baby?"

"I'm in here." Elliot called standing in the kitchen.

"What're you making?"

"Tahitian pork." Elliot smiled.

"Oh yum." Damian grinned, sitting at the counter.

"I figured this would better than going out.."

"It smells it."

Elliot smiled, humming softly as he cooked.

A while later, Elliot finished and they sat down to have an amazing dinner. Elliot's phone rang ftom the other side of the room and Damian froze, remembering this morning.
"Are you going to get that?" He asked, eyeing his husband. "I can get it I'd you want."

"If you can get it, I'll clean up in here." Elliot said softly. Damian nodded, going to grab the phone. It was Alex again. He felt his blood boil. Damian took a deep breath and answered. "I'm sorry but my husband and I are on out honeymoon and can't come to the phone right now. Please stop calling." he said in an overly friendly voice before hanging up.

Elliot looked back at Damian from the kitchen and raised an eyebrow. "Who was it?" He called.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" Damian asked his husband.

"Like what?.."Elliot asked, turning off the sink.

"Nothing." Damian sighed, setting the phone down and walking to th bedroom. He put on his swim trunks and walked to the door. "I'm going for a swim," he explained. When Elliot got to the door, he saw his husband doing laps, something he only did when he needed to relieve stress or calm down.

Elliot sighed, walking back to the kitchen and grabbing his phone. He looked at it and went to the recent calls, seeimg Alex's number more than once. He quirked an eyebrow and called him.

"Elliot?" Alex answered.

"Yeah.." Elliot said.

"How are you..?"

"I'm fine..on my honeymoon..Why'd you call alex?.."

"I miss you. I need you, Elliot. I Want to be with you."

"I'm married Alex.." Elliot said seriously.

"You can leave."

Elliot sighed, sitting on the couch. "Alex.."

"I'm serious, Elliot. I know you're right for me." Alex said desperately.

"Alex..You blew your chance with me..There's no changing that.."

"Why'd you call me back?"

"To see why you called earlier.Alex, I thought I made it clear at the wedding.." Elliot sighed.

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"I'm sorry, Alex.." Elliot whispered.

"Elliot, I love you." Alex said quietly.

"I..I know.."

There was a sniffling on the other side of the line. "I-I don't wanna do this without you."

"Do what?.." Elliot asked softly.

"Just.. Be without you.."

"You can be with me Alex. Just..Not in the way you want.." Elliot said.

"There's no chance? At all?" Alex asked quietly.

Elliot took a deep breath. "I'm sorry..But no.."

Alex held his breath to control himself. "Bye, Elliot.."

Elliot looked down, running a hand through his hair. "Goodbye, Alex.."

Alex lingered on the other side of the line before hanging up. Elliot held the phone for a moment as the static cut off in his ear and sighed deeply, setting his phone down.

About an hour later, Damian finally came back in and headed for the shower.

"Damian." Elliot called.

"Yeah?"

"Can you come in here?.."

Damian paused, biting his lip. He sighed before heading out to his husband.

"I talked to Alex.." Elliot said quietly.

"And?"

"I told him there was no chance that he and I would get back together.."

Damian nodded. "Okay."

"Why do you still sound upset?.."

"I'm not. I just.. Why did he keep calling? If you said it was over?"

"Because thats just how he is.." Elliot said, heaving a sigh and walking over to his husband.

"He gets it now?" Damian asked. "He's not calling back?"

"If he does, I won't answer." Elliot said softly.

"Thank you."

"I'm sorry about all of this.."

"It's okay.."

"No, it's not.." Elliot sighed.

"But we can't change it." Damian said quietly.

Elliot looked down, nodding. "You're right.."

"You said it's over. I believe you."

Elliot looked up at Damian. "Thank you.."

Damian nodded. "I'm going to shower."

"Okay..." Elliot said softly. Damian turned and left for the bathroom. Elliot sighed, sitting on the bed. He still felt something was wrong. But what could he do? Damian still seemed upset..He wanted to fix this, but he didn't know how..

His husband came out a few minutes later, pulling on his pajamas and climbing into bed. Damian wrapped his arms around Elliot.
"Stop worrying."

"How'd you know I was worrying?.." Elliot asked.

"I know you. I can see it in your face." Damian explained. "I love you and I know you love me. What happened happened. It could've been worse. If you wanted him, you wouldn't be here right now."

Elliot nodded, looking up into Damian's eyes.

Damian smiled warmly. "We're okay."

Elliot let out a breath. "Good.."

Damian kissed his husband's cheek.

"I love you.." Elliot said softy.

"I love you too."

Elliot smiled, snuggling up to his husband.

"G'night baby."

"Night.."

The next few days were filled with more massages and swimming. The day came when they were to go to Bora Bora and Damian couldn't be more excited. He was bouncing around squeezing Elliot's hand. "Ohmygod! This is gonna be so much fun!"

Elliot chuckled. "You're adorable."

Damian blushed, stopping his movement. "Whatever.."

Elliot kissed his husband. "I sent my dads some pictures. They're so jealous."

"Hey, their honeymoon was amazing too." Damian chuckled.

"That's what I told them," Elliot giggled.

"So what's on the agenda for today?"

"We have a spa day scheduled at the resort."

Damian grinned. "That sounds amazing."

"It will be."

They made it to the resort later that day and went to the spa, spending the whole day being pampered. Damian sighed when they got to their room. "Can we take them with us?"

"Who?" Elliot chuckled.

"The people that gave our massages."

"Oh, so I don't give good massages?" Elliot teased. "Because I definitely thought the one you gave me was much better.."

"It took you a while to notice it was me."

"Still knew it was better.." Elliot smiled.

"What can I say? I'm good with my hands." Damian chuckled.

Elliot giggled. "You are.."

Damian smiled. "What do you say about a nice, hot, candle-lit bath?"

"That sounds fabulous.." Elliot said sweetly. Damian kissed his husband before grabbing some candles and going to the huge bathroom. Elliot followed him, helping him light a few of the candles. The taller man put some music on and poured two glasses of champagne for them. He set the bottle in the bucket of ice and placed it next to the tub. They slowly stripped each other and slipped into the hot, bubbly water. Elliot moaned softly, letting Damian lay back against him.
"I saw we move here," Damian giggled.

"Agreed.." Elliot hummed.

"I have an idea.."

"What would that be?.." Elliot asked.

"Well, first off.. How many kids do you want?" Damian asked.

"Two to four." Elliot smiled.

"Close your eyes." Damian said, waiting for Elliot to do so. "Picture us with kids. In our home. What do you see?"

"I see..A house..a little bit east of L.A..There's a front yard..We have a dog..Two boys and a girl are playing in the back with said dog..You're sitting on the back porch with me, drinking lemonade and holding my hand as we smile at our perfect family.." Elliot said quietly.

Damian grinned. "I want to make that come true. But.. I don't want to buy a house. I want to build our own. We can buy out some land. Hire a company and make our dream home."

"Really?.." Elliot asked, his eyes fluttering open.

Damian turned to look at his husband. "You've been performing. If I don't get that job at the CAC, they'd be insane. We'll have the money. And we can grow old in it. Always our home. Only ours."

Elliot had tears in his eyes. "Damian. .I..I..That sounds so perfect.."

"It is. And we'll be together until we're old and gray." Damian grinned. Elliot grinned, crinkles gathering by his eyes before cupping Damian's face and kissing him. "I love you," Damian said sweetly.

"I love you so much.." Elliot whispered, a tear slipping down his cheek.

The rest of their stay in Bora Bora was spectacular. They laid out, swam, went dancing and explored the island. The couple packed their things and went on to the last part of their honeymoon. The honeymoon cruise. They got on the boat and took their luggage to their room, which was large and extravagant.
"Oh wow.." Damian sighed. "I have a feeling we won't be seeing much of the water."

"Why is that?.." Elliot asked, exploring the room.

"Look at this bed." Damian said, sitting on it and gasping. "Oh my god! It's a water bed!"

Elliot quirked an eyebrow and grinned, laying down and giggling as it swayed beneath him.

"I like this." Damian smiled.

"Me too.." Elliot said, turning to look at Damian.

"How many days do we have left?"

"Four." Elliot said, spreading out and sighing happily.

"I hope they go slowly."

"Me too." Elliot said, reaching out for Damian. The taller turned, laying in his husband's arms. Elliot kissed Damian's forehead, sighing happily.

"You're so perfect for me." Damian whispered.

"You're just plain perfect. ." Elliot smiled.

"I love you."

"I love you too.." Elliot said quietly, kissing Damian again. Damian turned to his side, deepening the kiss. Elliot gasped softly, taking the time to taste and feel his husband. Damian smiled against his husband's lips. He loved taking things slow. Elliot ran his hand down Damian's side, humming softly as his fingers ran over the small strip of skin revealed by the fabric raising. Damian brought a hand up, running it through his the soft locks. Elliot moaned lightly, tangling his legs with Damian's.
"I love you." Damian whispered between kisses.

"I love you..So much.." Elliot said softly as he rolled on top of his lover. Damian smiled, trailing his hands to his lover's hips. Elliot made a small noise, kissing the corners of Damian's grin.
"So sexy," Damian said lowly. Elliot thrust down against Damian, sighing softly, and kissing across to his ear.
"What do you want, baby?"

Elliot gasped at Damian's voice. "I-I want to know another one of your fantasies.."

Damian bit his lip as he tried to think of something they could do here. He looked around the room and gasped. "I-I.. In front of the mirror.. Fuck me and watch me through the mirror.."

Elliot growled, biting down on Damian's neck.

"Ungh!"

"You're so hot.." Elliot whispered in his ear.

Damian wriggled under his husband. "Fuck, I want you."

"Get up and strip.." He kissed his ear. "And go get in front of the mirror.."

Damian nodded, quickly getting up and removing his clothes. Elliot just watched, biting his lip. Damian looked at himself in the mirror before turning his gaze to his husband. Elliot stood, walking behind his lover and holding him from behind. Damian leaned his head back, resting it against Elliot's shoulder.
"You're so beautiful.." Elliot whispered in his ear, tracing down his chest and stomach.

Damian mewled at his husband's touch. "So are you."

Elliot watched his hands travel down the pale skin to his hips. "So perfect.." He said, letting his fingers trail to the small thin patch of dark hair above the base of his member.

"Baby.."

"Hmm?.." Elliot hummed softly, pressing wet kisses along his shoulder.

"I want you.."

"I know beautiful..Just let me look at you.." Elliot said quietly. Damian bit his lip as he saw the lustful look in his husband's eyes. Elliot stared hungrily at him and it made the taller's cock twitch. Elliot ran his hands up Damian's sides and back down to the tops of his thighs. He reached up, tracing his fingers around one of Damian's pink nipples, smiling at his reaction. He knew it was one of his husband's most sensitive places. Damian gasped, reaching back and clawing down his husband's chest. Elliot grabbed Damian's hands and forced them back down to his sides. "No.."

The taller gave a needy whine but obeyed. Elliot turned Damian around so they were chest to chest and rested his chin on his shoulder, looking in the mirror as his fingers danced over the smooth muscles and angled bones of his back. Damian shivered, clutching to his husband. Elliot reached the small of Damian's back, scratching lightly over the dimples there. "Oh my god.." Damian whimpered.

"So beautiful. ."

"Baby please.."

"Shhh.." Elliot whispered, cupping Damian's ass gently. Damian gasped, resting his forehead against his husband's shoulder. Elliot spread Damian's ass slowly, licking up the side of his neck.

"Ohh.." He moaned as a shiver wrecked his body.

"So fucking sexy.."

"Elliot.."

"Yeah?.."

"Please.."

"Get the lube.."

Damian practically ran to the bag and got the bottle to hand to his husband. Elliot had slid a chair over and sat down in it, facing the mirror. He took the bottle and slicked up his fingers before beckoning to Damian. Damian stood in front of his husband, also facing the mirror. He smiled as his eyes grew darker.
"Mmm..That tight little hole for me?.."

"Just you.."

Elliot smiled wickedly, biting his lip. He unzipped his jeans, pulling his member out and stroking himself slowly. "Show it to me.."

Damian spread his legs and ass, leaning forward a bit. Elliot hummed, biting his lip as he brought a slick finger up, circling the pink ring of muscle. Damian gasped, pushing his ass back.
"Talk to me beautiful.." Elliot whispered, pushing in slowly.

"God baby.. I want you. I want your cock so bad.."

"How bad?.." Elliot asked, watching as his finger slid in and out of the tight hole.

"So bad. I want you to make me scream." Damian breathed out. Elliot growled, standing up and wrapping an arm around Damian's waist, keeping him bent over as he added another finger.

The taller let you a loud moan. "Unhh.."

Elliot moved his arm quickly, fucking into Damian with his fingers. Damian's moans got louder. "F-Fuck! Baby.. Need your..cock!"

Elliot smiled, watching them in the mirror. "Watch how you take me..Look at yourself..Falling apart."

A needy whine escaped Damian's throat. "Yes baby."

"So fucking hot.." Elliot smiled.

"Elliot, please."

"I don't think you're ready.."

Damian whined, pressing his body to his husband's.

"Convince me.."

Damian turned his head to whisper in Elliot's ear. "Wanna watch you fuck me. Make me fall apart and scream.. Fuck baby.."

Elliot gasped, "You need it?.."

"Yes.. I need your big fucking cock inside me."

Elliot groaned. "I love this dirty talk you've been doing lately, babe.."

Damian blushed, biting back his insecurities. "Want you to fuck my tight hole."

Elliot gasped in his ear, lining up between his cheeks. "Yeah?"

"Ohgodyes.."

Elliot gripped Damian's hip in one hand, and placed the flat of his palm on his chest as he pushed in.

"Oh my god.."

Elliot sat in the chair, bringing Damian down to sit on his lap. Damian breathed out in short gasps. "O-Oh fuck.. Elliot, so fucking full.."

"You look so fucking good.." Elliot said, running his hands up and down Damian's thighs. Damian looked at his husband in the mirror as he lifted himself slowly. Elliot gasped, their eyes locking in the reflection. Damian let out an obscene moan as he rocked his hips.

"Fuck, baby.." Elliot gasped, wrapping his arms around the taller man's waist. Damian moved faster, gasping harshly.

"Yes..Fucking ride me.." Elliot groaned, thrusting up. Damian cried out, speeding his movements and keeping his eyes focused in the mirror. Elliot reached up, tweaking Damian's nipples harshly.

"Ungh! Elliot!"

"You're so sexy.."

Damian's head fell onto his husband's shoulder as he arched his back. "Fuckfuckfuck! Fuck me, Elliot!"

Elliot gripped his hips, thrusting up faster and harder as Damian screamed. Damian's thighs quivered as he neared the edge of his release.

"You're so perfect. .I love you...Fuck.."

"S-So..Close.."

"Come for me babe.."

Damian tangled his fists in his own hair, bouncing faster and giving a loud scream as he came hard. Elliot thrust up, grunting as he filled his husband, watching him in the mirror. The look on Damian's face was pure ecstasy as he rode out his orgasm and slowed his hips.
"Fuck..I love that face.." Elliot panted.

Damian whimpered quietly. "W-What face..?"

"The one you make when you come.." Elliot smiled.

"Mmm.. I love how it feels." Damian whispered tiredly.

"Me too babe.." Elliot said, picking Damian up and carrying him to the bed.

"My sweet, sexy man." Damian hummed.

Elliot smiled, kissing him softly. "I love you.."

"I love you too."

The rest of the honeymoon was terrific. They married couple relaxed and enjoyed themselves before going back to California and filling in everyone on how much fun they had. Elliot went on to perform in a few major productions and Damian became the head of the California Art's Center. Needless to say, they did very well for themselves and saved up the money to build their perfect four bedroom, three bath dream house. The couple had three children, a set of twins, girls, and one boy. Kurt and Blaine, in their older years, moved out to the West Coast to be with their kids and grandchildren. Of course, they spoiled the little ones at every given chance.

...
Kurt and Blaine walked up the steps to their son's house, slowly, hand in hand. "I can't believe it's already the girls' eighth birthday.." Kurt smiled.

"They're growing up so fast.." Blaine sighed. "I remember Elliot's eighth birthday.."

"So do I.." Kurt said softly, ringing the doorbell.

Jayde and Erika opened the door and squealed happily. "GRANDPAS! Daddy! Grandpas are here!"

"My girls!" Kurt grinned, pulling them into a hug.

They giggled, hugging him back. Their eyes went wide with excitement when they looked at Blaine. "PRESENTS!!"

"Yes, but after cake." Blaine chuckled. The girls grinned at each other before running back inside. Kurt and Blaine walked in, smiling. "Elliot!" Kurt called.

"In the kitchen!"

Kurt and Blaine walked in and saw Elliot and Damian standing with their son. "Grampas!" The six-year old squealed, hugging Blaine's leg.

"Hey there, Bryant!" Blaine grinned, picking him up and kissing his cheek. Bryant giggled, smiling wide.

"Don't tell your sisters, but we brought you something too," Kurt whispered loudly.

"What is it?!" Bryant asked.

"Let's go to your room and open it." Kurt smiled.

Damian wrapped his arms around his husband and shook his head. "You get them too much." He said, chuckling.

"Dads, you do spoil them.." Elliot chuckled.

"It's our job." Blaine grinned.

Elliot rolled his eyes, smiling. "Well, their party is later, and Damian wants to do family presents before all their friends get here."

Blaine nodded. "Have they seen the bounce house yet?"

"Not yet." Elliot said.

"Bounce house?!" Bryant grinned.

"Shh, it's a surprise." Kurt said, putting a finger over his mouth.

"I wanna see! Daddies, please? I wanna jump!" Bryant pleaded.

Kurt waited for Elliot to nod and walked him over to the back door, letting him look out. "Don't tell your sisters or you won't get any cake."

Bryant nodded quickly, his dark curls bouncing.

"They're getting so big." Blaine said to his son, looking over at Kurt and Bryant.

"I know.." Elliot whispered as Damian walked off to go find something. "It scares me.."

"Why?"

"Just...They're growing up so fast..And the girls are getting close to being teenagers. ." Elliot sighed.

"Just let them know you're there for them. Don't be too strict. But not too nice either. I know you worry because of your sister. Just make sure you know who they're with.." Blaine said quietly.

Elliot sighed, nodding. "It's just..Im scared for the day they won't be my little girls anymore.."

"They always will be. They just won't be so little."

Elliot nodded. "Was it this hard for you?.."

"With both of you."

Elliot looked at his father, smiling lightly. "Well..I just want you to know, you're the best dad ever.."

"Thanks, Elliot." Blaine said, hugging his son close. "They think the same of you."

"I feel like im too strict sometimes. ." Elliot admitted.

"You actually have a nice balance between the two of you."

"Really? .."

"You do." Blaine said softly.

"Thanks.." Elliot smiled.

"Anytime. Should we call the girls down?" Blaine said before the doorbell rang. He walked with Elliot to the door.

"Big brother!" Ilyana grinned.

"Lana!" Elliot smiled, pulling her into a hug.

She hugged him and her father. "Where're the birthday girls?"

"Upstairs with Damian." He said softly.

She grinned, heading up to their room. "Who's ready for Auntie Lana's presents?"

The twins squealed, their long light brown hair bouncing as they rushed over to hug her.

"Go downstairs and get ready for presents. I'll meet you in a minute." Ilyana smiled, kissing the top of their heads. As the young girls ran downstairs, she went to Bryant's room and leaned against the doorway. "Grandpa Kurt's always good at spoiling us," She chuckled, noticing Bryant's new matchbox set and racetrack.

Kurt smiled, turning around. "There's my baby girl." He said, walking over towards her to hug her.

"Hey daddy. How are you?"

"Great. How's my girl?" He asked as Bryant scurried up, attaching himself to her leg.

She picked him up and smiled. "Good. Been stressed between work and school. But things are good."

"Well im glad you're here. Bryant missed you. He kept asking' Where's Aunt Lana?' Kurt giggled.

"I'm here now." She said, kissing his cheek. "Wanna know a secret?"

"Yes!" He smiled, bouncing.

She whispered to him as they walked down the stairs. "If you ever want a new toy, go to Grandpa Kurt. If you want candy or ice cream, go to Grandpa Blaine."

"That works?" Bryant smiled, his honey eyes wide.

Ilyana nodded. "It worked for me."

"Okay..But don't tell my sisters! That's our secret."

"Our secret," She grinned.

Jayde and Erika ran up to Ilyana, giggling happily. "Is it time for our presents?" Jayde asked.

"It is. Come on, I'll race you!" She said, running ahead of them. Bryant scuttled behind them, giggling as his sisters raced by. Ilyana slowed, letting the girls win. Bryant came in after them, holding his arms up to Ilyana to be held. She picked him up. "Don't worry. Only you know our little secret."

He nodded, smiling wide. Kurt, Blaine, Elliot, and Damian walked in after.

"Presents! Presents! Presents!" the twins cheered.

"Alright girls, calm down." Elliot said. We open up one at a time, and we say' thank you' after."

"We know, daddy," Erika sighed dramatically, making Damian chuckle.

Elliot sighed. "Alright. " He said before bringing out the presents to them. The girls ripped into the gifts, saying thank you after each one. After presents, the twins' friends began to arrive. The adults let the children out back and into the bounce house. The twins were thrilled to see it. Damian brought the grill out and got it ready to make hot dogs and hamburgers. Elliot went with the kids, trying to regulate and keep an eye on everyone, but seemingly failing miserably.

"Baby, they're fine," Damian said softly.

"I know, I know.." Elliot sighed. "I just get worried.."

"Come sit with us. We can see from over here."

Elliot nodded, sitting down and running a hand through his hair. "You're just like your father.." Blaine giggled before looking over at Kurt.

"That means your perfect," Kurt grinned.

Elliot giggled, "Thanks, Dad.."

Kurt nodded. "You're most certainly welcome."

They watched the kids play before Bryant came out of the bounce house, running into Blaine's lap, sniffing and crying.

"What's wrong, Bryant?" Blaine asked.

"Th-They pushed me, a-and said I-I couldn't play with them cuzz I'm little.." Bryant whimpered, nuzzling into his grandfather's chest. Bryant was very small for his age, shorter than all of the other kids in his class and was teased for it regularly.

"You don't want to play with girls anyway. They give you cooties!" Blaine said, wiping his grandson's tears. "Do you want to go play with your new toys?" Bryant nodded, sniffling and hugging Blaine close. Blaine stood, carrying him inside. He made sure no one was looking before taking Bryant's finger and swiping it along the edge of the cake. He grinned and made a hushing sound. "We didn't do it."

Bryant giggled lightly, sucking the icing off of his finger. "Okay.."

They went upstairs and got the legos out to play with.

"I don't like being little." Bryant sighed, putting a couple of blocks together.

"Why? I think it makes you special."

"Everyone picks on me for it.. Jayde and Erika are really tall."

"I was small too. Everyone was taller than me. But you love me, right?" Blaine asked.

"I always love you." Bryant said seriously. "But you're tall grampa.."

"Now I am. But you will be too. One day, you're going to be bigger than both of your sisters."

Bryant smiled, standing up. "I'll be SUPER tall!"

Blaine grinned at his grandson. "Yes! And soooo strong!"

"Like my daddies!"

"Just like your daddies."

Bryant cuddled up to Blaine. "You're the best.."

"I think you're the best." Blaine smiled.

"No!"

"Yes!" Blaine said, reaching out to tickle his grandson. Bryant squealed, trying to bat Blaine's hand away.

Kurt came up a few minutes later. "Blaine? We're about to cut the cake."

"We'll be down in a minute!"

"Cake!" Bryant said excitedly.

"Yes, cake." Blaine smiled.

"Thank you, grandpa."

"You're welcome sweetie. Now come on. Let's go get some yummy cake!"

Bryant clapped, following Blaine.

They wnt downstairs, singing for the girls. The rest if the party went well, considering the amount of eight-year-old girls hopped up on sugar. After the girls were picked up, the little ones all went to bed early while the adults cleaned up. Kurt looked over to Damian and Elliot.
"We're really proud of you two."

"Really?.." Damian smiled. "Thank you..That means a lot.."

"They're growing up so well. And beautiful, so beautiful." Blaine added.

Elliot smiled, walking to the kitchen and pouring everyone a glass of red wine to unwind from their day. "Well, you guys raised me just as well.."

"We did," Blaine smiled, wrapping an arm around Kurt.

Elliot handed them all a glass and sat down with Damian. "Well, I do not plan on having kids for a while." Ilyana chuckled.

"Well, when you do, you will be an amazing mother." Kurt said and chuckled. "But you are giving me more grandchildren."

"You already have three!" She laughed, rolling her eyes.

"Not from you," Kurt giggled. Ilyana just smiled, shaking her head as she sipped her wine.

Blaine looked over at Kurt, his blue eyes still as bright as the day he first saw them. He admired his husband as he laughed and talked with their family. This was the man he loved. Whom which he had spent the majority of his life with. He reached over and grabbed his hand. He turned it over in his palm and smiled. Every wrinkle and callous was one they'd gained together.. Every smile line and grey hair gained, even the hairs that were lost, were special. He kissed his husband's palm softly and Kurt looked over to him, his eyes full of love. His life went perfectly. Full of ups and downs, but with a happy ending.
He wouldn't want it any other way.