"Grass!" Blaine exclaimed. "Look Madeline! Grass!"

Kurt laughed happily, the little girl in his arms as Blaine picked a few blades, bringing them over and brushing them against the back of her hand.

Blaine grinned at Kurt, leaning down to kiss his cheek as he scooped Madeline out of his arms.

"Come on Maddy! Let's go look at the trees!" Blaine said happily, practically skipping away.

Kurt watched them go, tilting his head to the side.

"Maddy?" he mumbled to himself. "I kind of like it."

^.^

Kurt knew it was going to be a bad day even before he opened his eyes.

He was cold, and his head and stomach hurt, and Blaine wasn't curled up at his side. Sighing, he rolled over, nuzzling his face into his pillow and tugging the blankets up higher, determined to get at least a little more sleep - an attempt to make the day even a tiny bit better.

About half an hour later, Blaine crept back into the room, sleeping baby in his arms.

"Kurt?" he called softly, and Kurt mumbled drowsily. Blaine grinned, placing Madeline into her cot and leaning over Kurt.

"Kurt." He called again, kissing his nose. "Time to wake up."

"No, I don't want to." Kurt whined, tilting his face up with his eyes still shut. Blaine smiled, kissing him properly.

"You have to get up, you've got physio. You have to get better for Maddy, so we can finally take her home."

Kurt pouted.

"I know, I just-" he sighed. "I'm just tired, and it hurts, and I just want to go home." Kurt's voice broke on the last word and he wiped a hand angrily across his eyes.

Blaine tried to wrap him in a hug, and Kurt pulled away, burying himself back under his blanket. Blaine contented himself with rubbing his back, and eventually Kurt calmed down, emerging from his hiding place.

"Blaine?"

"Mm?"

"Today's going to be a bad day."

^.^

Kurt was unusually quiet as he got ready, crawling back into Blaine's lap for a last few minutes of comfort before Jackie arrived.

"Kurt...?" Blaine had tried to ask.

"Shh. No talking. Just cuddles." Kurt insisted, squeezing his eyes shut.

Blaine hugged Kurt tightly, burying his face in his hair and rubbing his back soothingly. Kurt had sighed, nuzzling closer still.

"Alright." Jackie said softly, breaking the quiet tranquillity of the room. "I hate to tear you away, but Carole's waiting."

Kurt grumbled quietly as he pulled away, allowing Blaine to claim one last kiss before wobbly seating himself in the wheelchair, accepting Madeline from Jackie.

"Bye." he said softly as Jackie wheeled him from the room.

When Kurt was gone, Blaine was hit by a sudden sense of loss, but dismissed it quickly. He bounced down to paediatrics, grinning at the nurses there.

"Hello! My name is Blaine Anderson-"

"Oh! You are good looking!" one of the older nurses exclaimed, and Blaine blushed. "We've heard lots about you from the nurses upstairs. Come to help out, have you?"

Blaine grinned. "I definitely have."

"The kids get quite bored here, because most of them are stuck inside all day, and we only have a limited number of resources."

Blaine nodded eagerly.

"What would you like me to do?"

"Entertain them." The nurse laughed. "We have five rooms, going from bored teenagers, to cranky toddlers and babies, and every age in between. Take your pick."

Blaine grinned, looking thoughtful.

"Mind if I wander between rooms?"

"Not at all. I'll go introduce you in each room, and say you'll be around to entertain them - play games and the like. There's always a nurse in each room, just ask them if you have any questions."

Blaine grinned again, bouncing slightly on his toes.

"Let's go."

^.^

In the first room, Blaine's attention was caught by a toddler in a crib. She was sitting in the corner, bored, and sulking, and Blaine couldn't help himself.

"Hi." He whispered, crouching next to the crib. "I'm Blaine. What's your name?"

"Seph."

"Seph?" Blaine asked, and she frowned, shaking her head.

"No, Seph!"

"Steph." The nurse corrected quietly. "Short for Stephanie. She gets to go home tomorrow, don't you sweetheart?"

Stephanie nodded eagerly, looking up at Blaine curiously.

"Up?" she asked innocently.

Blaine laughed.

"Can I? I mean, is she...?"

The nurse laughed, smiling at Blaine.

"Yes, you can take her out of the crib, just don't take her out of the ward."

Blaine grinned, pulling Stephanie out of her crib and setting her carefully on her feet.

"What do you want to do?" he asked. She smiled, taking his hand and tugging him across the room.

"Dollies!"

^.^

By the time Blaine started back to Kurt's room a couple of hours later, he'd coloured, played with play-doh, played dollies, trucks, and building blocks, not to mention numerous games of snakes and ladders, and read an uncountable number of books.

Kurt was already back by the time Blaine arrived.

"You're back early." Blaine grinned.

"Yeah." Kurt sighed, rolling over and hiding his face.

"Are you okay? Where's Madeline?"

"Carole's got her."

"Okay...What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Kurt..."

"Nothing's wrong Blaine! Leave me alone!"

Blaine bit his lip, crawling onto the bed. "Baby..."

"Please, just...piss off."

"No." Blaine crawled forward and Kurt turned over.

"Let me sulk, please!"

"Nope."

Blaine wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, despite his struggles.

"Talk to me?" Blaine whispered.

"No."

"Please?" Blaine asked, nuzzling the back of Kurt's head.

"I don't want to."

"Baby..."

"No. Stop talking. If you're not going to leave, at least be quiet while I'm sulking."

Blaine frowned, rubbing his back gently. "Later then?"

"Maybe."

"Only maybe?"

"Blaine, drop it."

"But Kurt... You're not happy..."

"You think?" Kurt asked sarcastically.

"I don't like it when you're not happy. It makes me upset, and then everyone's upset."

Kurt sighed, rolling to face Blaine.

"Don't be sad, just..." He sighed. "Just shush, and stay there okay?" He instructed exasperatedly, burrowing into Blaine's chest. Blaine held him close, stroking Kurt's back as he felt him relax slowly.

"Are you ready to talk now?" Blaine asked about ten minutes later.

"No." Kurt sighed. "But I will."

Blaine waited patiently.

"I just... I just want to go home. I'm sick of all these people, and never having any privacy, and it feels like I never have any time to just relax with you and Maddy, and I don't care that I can't even walk properly yet, I just want to go home."

Blaine nuzzled into his hair, holding Kurt close.

"I feel like Maddy isn't fully mine, because I'm always sharing her with the nurses, and my physio therapist, and I haven't had time for us to just be a family, you know?" Kurt sighed. "When can we go home?"

"I don't know baby, I don't know." Blaine murmered soothingly.

In a short second, it seemed that Kurt changed. He gave a small sigh, before leaning over to kiss Blaine insistently, rubbing himself against Blaine's side suggestively.

"Kurt." Blaine whined, sounding confused. "We-We can't do this here." He stammered.

"Yeah we can." Kurt breathed, slowly moving himself so he was straddling Blaine's hips sideways. "I need to."

"But...you're still sore, aren't you?"

"Not that sore. Come on. Please..." Kurt breathed, nipping at his ear. "Touch me."

"Kurt..." Blaine tried, groaning slightly as Kurt rutted against him, feeling how hard he was.

"Please..." Kurt practically begged, sucking at Blaine's neck, smirking at the hickeys he was creating.

"But... Kurt... What if someone walks in?"

"They won't." Kurt said firmly, kissing Blaine again. "Please Blaine? I need this."

"Kurt..." Blaine whined, torn between moving closer to Kurt and trying to move away.

"Shush." Kurt told him. "If all you're going to do is complain, just shush and let me get myself off."

Blaine gaped at him.

"Seriously?"

"We haven't done this for nine months Blaine. I'm a little desperate."

Blaine snorted. "You were the one who didn't want to do anything while you were pregnant."

Kurt shrugged, grinding up against him tightly. "Please?"

"You can't wait until we get home?"

Kurt whined exasperatedly. "That could be weeks."

Blaine sighed. He was fully hard now, and was finding it really hard to resist.

"Come on Blaine." Kurt whined, worming his hand down the front of Blaine's pants. "You want this just as much as I do."

Blaine squirmed a little, before he let out a little sigh.

"Okay. But we have to...we have to make it quick."

Kurt grinned against Blaine's neck.

"Easy." He murmered, twisting his hand as he rutted against Blaine.

Blaine groaned and jerked his hips, earning a bite on the neck from Kurt.

"Can I like, fucking undo my pants?" Blaine groaned.

"If you think you can do them up quickly if someone comes in." Kurt grinned, working his hand further in as Blaine worked his button and zipper down.

"You want me to..." Blaine motioned towards Kurt's crotch, where he was still rutting against him desperately.

"God yes." Kurt panted, and Blaine slipped his hand under the elastics of his pyjama pants, finding his cock where it was straining against the fabric and gripping it tightly. "Holy fuck."

"Miss it?" Blaine whispered.

"Missed it." Kurt corrected, his eyes squeezing shut as their hands worked away at each other. "God, I missed it so bad."

"Keep it down." Blaine hissed, glancing nervously at the door. "What if someone hears?"

"Then they should know better than to interrupt." Kurt told him, pulling his face back. "And if you're that worried, hurry the fuck up." He groaned.

Blaine sighed, shaking his head as he swiped his thumb over the head, bucking up when Kurt mirrored his actions.

"We need to do this more..." Kurt whispered, and Blaine let out a breathless laugh.

"We have a daughter now."

"We have locks on our door." Kurt protested, squeezing around Blaine's cock tightly.

Blaine did the same, with a smirk. "She's going to interrupt us." Blaine groaned. "With her crying."

"We'll just have to wait until she's sleeping... Or let Rachel and Carole babysit lots..." Kurt said with an evil grin, thrusting up into Blaine's hand.

Blaine shuddered, and Kurt let out a little whine.

"You close?" Blaine changed the subject.

"Fuck yes." He whispered, attaching himself to Blaine's mouth.

Blaine bit down hard on his lower lip and Kurt was coming, spilling over Blaine's hand with a broken groan. Trying hard to concentrate, Kurt jerked his hand and Blaine was coming, and they both lay together, panting.

"Fuck." Blaine whispered, kissing Kurt's sweaty forehead.

"Ow..." Kurt muttered, and Blaine's eyes widened.

"Oh my god, are you-"

Kurt chuckled. "I was joking. I'm just a little...stiff."

Blaine let out a relieved breath, zipping up his pants and fixing the button.

"That's gross." Kurt chuckled. "How am I supposed to explain this to the nurses?"

Blaine laughed, cuddling him closer.

"Thank you." Kurt whispered. "That's just what I needed."

"Anything for you gorgeous."

They were silent for a little while, gently basking in the weird after-glow. Kurt let out a little yawn, resting his head on Blaine's chest. He was incredibly tired all of a sudden.

"My physio therapist is coming to talk to us later...around afternoon tea. He wants to talk to both of us about something. Maybe he'll know when I can go home."

"So he's coming at four?" Blaine questioned gently.

"Something like that." Kurt yawned again, his eyes half closed.

"Kurt, it's quarter to four."

"No it's not." Kurt disagreed, cuddling into Blaine. "It's not even three yet. Carole said she'd bring Hepsibah back at three."

"Hepsibah?" Blaine asked, trying not to laugh.

"Shh." Kurt said, already more than half asleep. "Don't laugh at our baby's name, that's not nice."

Blaine shook his head, letting Kurt fall asleep without interrupting him again.