*Seven Months Later*

Its days like today where I still have mini heart attacks. Walking home from work was never my favorite thing to do, but after that one day back in November I absolutely hate it. I always feel the need to run home to make sure that everything is okay and some days that is exactly what I do.

Call me a worrier but there's always a possibility for the worse. It could be Blaine but it could also be Jonah who it hurt. Blaine now goes to all his appointments without me having to force him. He never actually told me why he stopped going to them before. He says it was just hard. I know that's not a good enough answer but I don't push the subject anymore. He still feels really bad about not telling me anything.

Blaine and Jonah. My two precious babies. Don't know what I would do without either of them.

Its summer so Jonah is out of school, which means Blaine and I had to switch our work schedules around to make sure someone would always be home with Jonah so he was never alone. We both always have Sunday off though so we could have a family day every week. We sometimes also have days off during the week so we could both be with Jonah. Jonah seems to be okay with our schedules. I know for a fact, though, that he loves Sundays. I also very much appreciate Sundays. Between my school work and regular work I love spending time with my boys. Blaine took off from school after he had his surgery back in November, but he got special permission to go back in the fall.

It's hard to raise a child, go to school, and work, but Blaine and I manage. We are a happy little family. Our friends and family always ask when we are going to make out family official. You know, like me and Blaine getting married and Blaine signing the adoption papers to make Jonah his. We always tell them that we are waiting for the right time. But god damn, I want to marry Blaine so bad. But I don't know if he ready or if he wants to ask me or not. And it's not something that I can just bring up in a normal conversation. It is so confusing.

I shook those thoughts from me head and unlocked the apartment door. When I walked in I wanted to scream at what I saw. My poor kitchen was a complete disaster. Flour covered the floor and there were chocolate chips all on the counter along with various other cooking ingredients. Pots and pans were on the floor for god who knows why. I examined the ingredients that were scattered everywhere. These were all ingredients for baking cookies. I looked over at the stove and there laid a cookie sheet with six cookies on it. There were no other 'baked' cookies anywhere round the kitchen.

I growled, why doesn't anyone clean up after themselves? Where are these boys?

I carefully walked over all the flour and shit on the floor making sure it didn't get on to my shoes. When I made it to the living room I was ready to chop heads, but my anger vanished at the sight that I saw.

Blaine was passed out asleep on the couch with one leg up on the coffee table. I noticed the mixing bowl empty next to Blaine's foot. Blaine arms tightly wrapped around Jonah's tiny frame. Jonah was snuggled deep into Blaine's chest. My heart swelled will love. I quickly grabbed my phone from my pocket and snapped a picture of them and put it as my background and placed it back into my pocket. I really didn't want to wake them up but sleeping on the couch is not comfortable. I sighed and carefully crawled up next to Blaine. I kissed his cheek carefully.

"Baby, you need to wake up. You can't sleep in the couch." I whispered into Blaine's ear. Blaine shifted slightly sighing. I brought my hand up to the side of his face turning his head so his lips met mine. I kissed them chastely pulling away but his lips chased mine in his sleep. I smiled a bit letting our mouth's reconnect. He tasted like cookie dough.

"Mm, Kurt," Blaine mumbled against my lips.

"You have to get up Blaine," I kissed his lips a few more times before completely pulling away. I stood up and his golden eyes fluttered open taking my breath away. He tried to shift but froze when Jonah started to move on top of him. We remained silent watching Jonah settle back into his deep slumber. Blaine kissed the top of his head. I smiled at Blaine. Sometimes I still find it hard to believe that this is all real.

My palms were sweating because this is it. The moment of truth. It could all fall down here or everything will work out perfectly fine. Jonah stood at my side as we walked into Blaine's hospital room. This time though Blaine was already looking at the doorway when Jonah and I walked in. So I watched his face turn from worried to a smile and then confusion covered it. Which does makes complete sense to me.

He probably thinking that Jonah was somebody that I found interesting in, then he was probably happy to see that Jonah was a young boy and now he probably just confused that I have a child with me.

"Blaine," my voice was weak. I watched his eye travel from Jonah to mine. "Blaine this is Jonah. Jonah this is Blaine."

"Uh, hi Jonah," Blaine breathed out.

"Hello," Jonah smiled brightly at him.

"Blaine, I adopted Jonah earlier today when . . ." I trailed off and Blaine just nodded. "He's my son now, I guess. It kind of up to him now if he want me to his father. So it's not completely official yet." Blaine nodded shock still covering his face.

"He looks like me . . ." Blaine whispered clearly having tears in his eyes.

"Yeah," I muttered looking down at Jonah. "That's what you parents said too."

"Jonah, would you like to come sit?" Blaine patted the spot that I sat that last time I was in here. "I think Kurt would want us all to talk." I watched Jonah nod to Blaine's request.

"Careful Jonah, Blaine just had surgery." Jonah jumped on to the bed which gave Blaine a chuckle. I looked at the two of them hesitantly. Then sat down on the bed farther down then where Jonah was.

"Who's this guy?" Blaine asked pointing to the blown up glove in Jonah's hand.

"This is Wilbert!" Jonah excitedly told him and I let a tiny laugh and so did Blaine. Blaine looked up at my smiling brightly his eyes sparkling.

"Hi Wilbert! It's nice to meet you!" Blaine talked to the balloon. I laughed some more. This is why I love him.

Blaine and Jonah talked a little more. Learning different things about each other. I kind of zoned out until I felt tiny hands on my knees. I jumped out of my train or though shocked.

"Kurt?" Jonah's face was filled with worry. I quickly put a smile on.

"Yeah, Jonah?" Jonah quickly glanced back at Blaine before quickly looking back at me with those green eyes. I looked curiously at Blaine and he just shrugged.

"Kurt," Jonah whispered. I made sure he had all my attention. "How do you know Blaine? I like him. He's cool. Can we play with him every day?" Jonah's attempt at whispering made me notice Blaine smiled out of the corner of my eye. I smiled as well; this is what I was hoping for.

"I don't know, Jonah. You will have to ask him . . . It's his decision." Jonah pouted and turned back to Blaine.

"Blaine!" Jonah said.

"Yes Jonah?" Blaine gave him a knowing smile.

"Can I play with you every day?" I smiled; it's kind of extraordinary for him to open up so quickly. But I also know that there will be moments. I noticed Blaine looking at me questionably. I knew exactly what he is asking with his golden eyes.

Do I love him? Of course I do, with all my heart.

Do I forgive him? I understand his reasoning . . . sort of, but I know we'll get through this because that is who we are. We are strong and Blaine will always be worth the fight.

I will always be his. He had my heart since that first time in the coffee shop.

Will I let Jonah be his? Only if he want Jonah to be his.

Will everything be okay? Well I hope it will be.

I gave Blaine a nod mouthing, 'I love you.' he smiled brightly.

"Actually Jonah," I tried to get his attention before Blaine could answer him. "Jonah turned to me with a confused look on his face. "I have something to tell you." I paused and the green eyed boy looked at my intensely. I looked up at Blaine and he just smiled at me. "Blaine, he's actually my boyfriend and he will live with you and I. If that's okay?" Jonah's eyes shifted between s.

"Boyfriend?" I nodded and so did Blaine.

"If you don't like that we could . . ." I started.

"No," Jonah interrupted and heart began to pound. No? No what? "No that's okay. I'll get used to it. Love is love. No matter who it's with. . ." my eyes widen and filled with tears. Who is this kid and why is he so perfect? I looked to Blaine with my tear filled eyes; he wore the same shocked expression that I wore only moments ago.

Blaine spoke up and good thing because I was speechless, "Well that good because we will love you no matter what."

Jonah smiled brightly at us, "I'm glad, because I already love too guys." I could stop my tears from falling anymore. I wrapped Jonah up in my arms for a tight hug and he gladly returned it. I couldn't believe any of this. Jonah pulled away sitting in my lap and my eyes went straight to Blaine.

I could see love flowering in his eyes. His love for me and his developing love for Jonah. I leaned in to kiss Blaine and he met me half way. The kiss was small and sweet but it told me everything that Blaine wanted to say, that Blaine couldn't form into words. When we pulled away I notice Jonah staring at us in the corner of my eye. He had a smile on his face. I placed two fingers under Blaine's chin and he slightly confused. I kissed him again and heard Jonah giggle brought a smile to Blaine lips against mine.

I pulled away again and smiled at them brightly. When I was sitting straight up again and seeing my two boy smiling at me like they were right now, I knew that everything would be okay. Everything would be alright.

Blaine stared at me with a puzzled face, "Kurt, honey, are you okay?" Blaine asked in a whispered his foot nudging me. I jumped at his touch shaking my head yes.

"I'm fine. I just . . . I love you." Blaine face softened a smile forming.

"I love you too, Baby." I felt heat rise in my cheeks and yes, he still does have this effect on me. I don't think it is ever going to go away either. It's a good thing that it is dark in here right now because Blaine would probably make fun of me. I reached down placing my hands on to Jonah's sides to pick him up. Jonah shifted around and wrapped his arms tighter around Blaine's chest. Blaine just chuckled.

"Don't encourage him," I smacked Blaine's arm lightly. I grabbed Jonah again but this time he squirmed away from my touch.

"No papa," he mumbled his eye squeezing shut. "I wanna stay here with daddy."

"You heard him, love. He wants to stay with Daddy," Blaine mocked quietly. I rolled my eyes letting go of Jonah's sides.

"Come on, Jonah. You and Daddy can't stay here and sleep."

"Yes we can papa and you can too . . ." Jonah opened his eyes slightly staring at me. He reached his hand out for me to grab. I hesitated at first but let myself grab on to his hand. He pulled me down till I laid snuggled up to Blaine's chest as well. Blaine wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me close. We remained like this until Jonah's breathing even out.

I let my hand run under Blaine shirt rubbing his stomach in a comforting way. I let my fingers gently trace over Blaine's scar. It was long and probably wouldn't go away ever. But that's okay because it tells a story. A story of how close he happened to come to dying. A story where he was saved.

I let my fingers run over his scar a few more time before I felt Blaine's lips on my head. I looked up letting my finger continue. Blaine stared down at me smiling.

"I love you, Kurt," he whispered kissing my forehead.

"Love you too," I snuggled into his chest falling asleep.