"Why do you even want tickets?" Kurt asked, highly suspicious.

"To watch the hot models," Puck rolled his eyes as if it was obvious. Kurt glared and Puck flinched, "And to see your latest work, of course."

"No," Kurt said firmly.

"Come on, Kurt," Puck pleaded. "Please can we have tickets?"

"What about your wives?" Kurt asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

"You already got them tickets," Finn shouted from across the room.

"Yeah, they were looking forward to this. Without you idiots," Kurt rolled his eyes.

"We promise to be good," Finn grinned.

"Hey," Blaine interrupted, stopping beside Kurt.

He jumped and smiled at Blaine. "Hi," he said breathlessly.

"What's going on?" Blaine asked.

"They want tickets to my fashion show so they can look at the 'hot models'," Kurt quoted, glaring.

"Please, Kurt," Puck whined and Kurt huffed.

"Fine," he growled. "But I swear if you ruin this for me, I will hunt you down and chop off your balls."

"You can't threaten a police officer in a police station," Puck pointed out and Kurt's icy glare deepened.

"Watch me," he snarled.

"Ok," Blaine said loudly, placing his hands on Kurt's shoulders and starting to push him out. "I don't want you to get arrested."

Kurt sighed and Blaine could feel the tension starting to leave his body. "That would be bad," Kurt agreed.

"Everything OK?" Blaine asked, looking at Kurt with concerned eyes.

"I'm a bit stressed," he admitted, biting his lip.

"With your fashion show," Blaine nodded. "What can I do to help?"

Kurt shook his head. "No, I'll be OK. The fashion show is this Friday and then it will be over."

"Kurt, let me help you," Blaine pleaded. "Let me make the week easier for you."

He turned and smiled softly at Blaine. "Do you – I mean, would you like to come to dinner tomorrow night?" Kurt asked shyly and Blaine's eyes widened. This was the first time they would spend the night in and Paige would be there.

"I'd love too," Blaine grinned and Kurt smiled with relief.

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Blaine paused before knocking on Kurt's door, hearing shrieks of laughter and the sound of rapid footsteps around the house. Blaine knocked loudly and the footsteps grew more rapid.

"Who is it?" Kurt called out.

"It's Blaine."

"Door's open," Kurt shouted. Blaine opened the door and peeked inside and he sniggered. Kurt was chasing a naked Paige with a towel in his hands at the ready. Blaine stepped in and shut the door. Kurt gained on Paige and scooped her up, wrapping the towel around her snugly.

"Gotcha," Kurt grinned and Paige giggled. "Hi, Blaine."

"Hi, Blaine!" Paige beamed and Blaine chuckled.

"Hi guys. Seems I'm missing out on all the fun," Blaine smirked and Kurt rolled his eyes playfully.

"Bubble bath," Paige squealed with delight.

"Now I'm jealous," Blaine pouted and Kurt laughed.

"Come on, let's get you dry and dressed," he hummed. "You can make yourself comfortable, Blaine." Kurt headed back to the bathroom and Blaine looked around the house. Toys were scattered around and Blaine picked them up, putting them back in the toy box. He moved the kitchen and got himself and Kurt a drink. He wasn't sure what Paige was allowed at this time of night and didn't want to cause Kurt anymore stress. He heard rapid footsteps and saw Paige running up to him, this time fully clothed in her pyjamas.

"Are you staying for dinner?" She asked.

"I sure am," Blaine grinned.

"Will you sit next to me?" Paige asked.

"I would love to sit next to you," Blaine told her and Paige beamed.

Blaine looked up and found Kurt smiling fondly at the two of them. He disappeared back in to the bathroom to clean up and when he came back out, Paige was showing Blaine her collection of Beanie Kids.

"Daddy, what's for dinner?" Paige asked as Kurt ruffled her hair.

"Pasta," he beamed.

"Yum," his daughter licked her lips.

"Can you put your toys away please?" Kurt asked and she nodded, collecting her bears up and walking slowly to her room. "I'm sorry dinner is so early," Kurt apologized and Blaine shook his head.

"It's fine Kurt," Blaine smiled. "I happen to like early dinner."

Kurt chuckled and shook his head. "You are insane."

"Can I help?" Blaine asked hopefully.

Kurt looked surprised for a moment before smiling breathlessly. "Yes."

Blaine smiled beautifully and moved to search for pots and Kurt stared at him in awe. It had been a long time since he had help in the kitchen or any help at all, for that matter.

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The place was packed when they all arrived for Kurt's fashion show. He had gotten all the boys tickets for the show and they were seated with the girls. Blaine met up with the group, Quinn holding onto Paige's hand tightly.

"Hi, Blaine," Paige beamed. She was clutching one of the Beanie kids she had showed Blaine the other night in her hand.

"Hi, Paige," Blaine greeted enthusiastically.

"Let's take out seats," Quinn said and slowly led their way to their seats. They settled down and it didn't take long before Paige was crawling into Blaine's lap, resting her head on his chest and playing with her Beanie Kid. The girls smiled, smirking at each other as they saw this. The boys were oblivious, talking excitedly about the models they were about to see.

Out the back, Kurt was running around frantically, making sure Santana and Brittany had their clothes ready and that their changes of clothes were in their change rooms. The other models were all ready too and Kurt bit his lip.

"Alright girls, guys," Kurt called out, "Show time!"

The light dimmed, the music started and they were off. Blaine bounced his legs in time with the music and Paige giggled at she was bounced up and down. Blaine was impressed by Kurt's designs and knew that they would be a huge hit. Brittany and Santana strutted the catwalk with easy seduction and grace. They owned the catwalk and sold the clothes effortlessly.

"Please welcome Kurt Hummel," the announcer called out and Kurt made his way on the catwalk, flanked by Brittany and Santana, smiling brightly.

"Daddy!" Paige screamed and the crowd laughed. Kurt's eyes locked with Blaine and he beamed brightly, waving. Paige waved back enthusiastically and Blaine chuckled.

The group waited for Kurt, Brittany and Santana after the show. Paige had fallen asleep in Blaine's arms as it grew later and later but Blaine held her securely in his arms. Eventually they came out, looking exhausted but pleased.

"Kurt, congratulations!" Tina squealed, hugging him tightly. The group descended on them and praised them on their amazing work.

"Proud of you, bro," Finn beamed, clapping him on the back.

"Thank you, Finn," Kurt smiled and he looked to Blaine and Paige.

"It's getting late, Finn," Rachel reminded him, hitching a sleeping Alex up her hip.

"Alright, see you guys," Finn said and they all started to leave. Kurt went to Blaine and stroked his daughter's hair.

"Thank you," Kurt said softly and Blaine smiled back at him.

"It's no problem," he assured him. "How are you getting home?"

"Oh," Kurt frowned and looked around. "I came here with Santana and Brittany."

"I can take you home," Blaine smiled. "Come on." He wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist and propelled him forward. Kurt smiled shyly and watched as Blaine carefully placed Paige in the back seat of his car and opened the door for Kurt.

Blaine drove to Kurt's place and parked out the front. Kurt jumped out and picked Paige out of the car and into his arms. Blaine walked them to the door and kissed Kurt goodnight. He was about to leave when Kurt stopped him.

"Do you want to stay the night?" He asked nervously and Blaine's eyes widened.

"Kurt, are you sure?" He asked and Kurt nodded.

"Yes," he whispered. "You don't have to stay."

"I want to," Blaine assured him quietly.

"Come in then," Kurt said, opening the door wider. Blaine stepped in and shut the door behind him. "I have to put Paige to bed," Kurt murmured and Blaine nodded. Kurt quickly put Paige into her pyjamas and tucked her into bed. He found Blaine still in the living room, looking nervous. Kurt took his hand and linked their fingers together. "You don't have to stay the night," Kurt said softly, "If it's too soon."

Blaine leaned forward and captured Kurt's lips into a kiss. He kissed back softly and after a few moments, Blaine pulled away.

"I want to stay," he murmured. Kurt smiled softly and led Blaine to his room. He switched the light on and shut the door behind them with a gentle click. Kurt took a deep, steadying breath and gently started unbuttoning his shirt. Blaine swallowed thickly and started undoing his own shirt.

They stripped down to their boxers, eyes travelling over each other's bodies. Kurt's breathing hitched as he took in the sight of Blaine's body. His skin was tanned and beautiful.

Blaine's eyes travelled over Kurt's flawless pale skin that looked so soft to touch. Kurt gently took his hand and tugged him to the bed. He switched off the light and they pulled back the covers on the bed. They slipped in and Kurt tucked himself into Blaine's side.

Blaine's arms wound around Kurt's waist and they shivered with the touch of skin on skin. Kurt had slept alone for two years and it felt so good to be back in someone's arms. Blaine dropped a kiss on Kurt's shoulder and nuzzled in closer.

"Is this OK?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded.

"Very OK," he whispered and yawned.

"Got to sleep, Kurt," Blaine murmured and Kurt closed his eyes, clutching Blaine's hands in his and drifted off to sleep.