A week passed by and the photographers and the agencies followed up on their promises.  Blaine spent the Friday before work reading over contracts and making decisions regarding his daughter’s career.  His daughter’s career; his daughter was going to have a career before he did. 

He sat in an office at Lorenzo Demarzo’s studio reading over the contract which he was about to sign for the photo shoot for Maria de la Sol.  His daughter sat in the chair next to him silently playing with his keys.  He finished reading over the fine print and decided that he would take the offer.  He signed on the dotted line and pushed the contract towards the center of the desk.

He picked out Bernadette, who squealed in delight and held her close.  He held her in his protective embrace and swept her hair out of her face with the light touch of the hand.  Bernadette leaned in close to give her daddy a kiss.  After, what Blaine would describe as, the most perfect-est of kisses, he couldn’t help but smile at his daughter.  He quietly began singing to her, which caused yet another shriek of joy.  There was nothing more that Bernadette enjoyed than her parents singing to her.  “Can this be true, tell me can this be real?  How can I put into words what I feel?  My life was complete, I thought I was whole, why do I feel like I’m losing control.  Never thought that love could feel like this, you changed my world with just one kiss.  How can it be that right here with me there’s an angel, it’s a miracle…”

As Blaine rocked his daughter and sang her his heart he started to remember the first time he ever sang her this song.  It was 6am, Bernadette had woken up early, which meant Daddy did too.  Bee was still very tiny, aged four months.  The young father stood over his daughter’s crib and just smiled down at the freshly changed and fed baby.  She cooed and kicked her little feet while swinging her little arms.  His smile lit up and went ear to ear as she gurgled and flirted with the face looking down at him. This may have been a hard journey so far but every moment like this made it worth the while.  Before he knew it he was singing.  As the words flowed the baby kicked harder and grabbed for the familiar face.  “Your love is like a river, peaceful and deep, your soul is like a secret that I never could keep.  When I look into your eyes I know that it’s true, God must have spent, a little more time on you.  In all of creation all things great and small, you were the one that surpases them all.  More precious than any diamond or pearl, they broke the mold when you came in this world.  And I’m trying to figure out just how I ever did without, the warmth of your smile, the heart of a child that’s deep inside, it leaves me purified…”  Blaine allowed his daughter to excitedly grasp and jerk his finger and she smiled at his words.  He was so deep in his daughter’s trance that he didn’t see Rachel and her fathers standing in the doorway watching and smiling at the scene playing out in front of them.  There were no doubts that he was going to be an amazing father.  Blaine had no doubts that Bernadette was going to be an amazing daughter.

“God must have spent a little more time on you, on you, on you, on yooouuuuu.  On you, on you on youuuuu… God must have spent a little more tiiime on youuuuuuuu.”  Blaine finished.  Just as he didn’t notice Rachel or the Misters Berry at the door that morning all those months ago he didn’t see Lorenzo or his assistant watching and listening from the door to the office.  He also didn’t notice the light bulb that seemed to go off in the photographer’s head as he walked into the room.

Later that night as Blaine was preparing for his set at work his phone vibrated, startling the young man.

From Kurt (6:57 PM): Hey, I can’t wait to see you tonight! ;)

Blaine didn’t respond, he just smiled and tucked the phone back into his pocket.  He knew the exact song he was going to open his set with.  Blaine grabbed his guitar and walked out onto the stool set before the double microphone on stage.  It took him all of five seconds to see Kurt sitting at his normal table smiling back at him.

“Thank you all for coming out tonight.  I’m Blaine Anderson and as some of you already know I usually play the piano during my set.  Today I decided to change things up a little bit.  I hope you enjoy.”  He made eye contact with Kurt and gave him a quick wink as he prepared to start playing. 

“Here comes the sun (doo doo doo doo), Here comes the sun, and I say it's all right.  Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter.  Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here.  Here comes the sun.  Here comes the sun, and I say it's all right.  Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces.  Little darling, it seems like years since it's been here.  Here comes the sun.  Here comes the sun, and I say it's all right”

Kurt watched in awe as Blaine flawlessly played the instrumental portion of the song.  It was like the first time again, he was absolutely entranced by the beautiful man on stage.  Only now the beautiful stranger was singing for him.  He was now the beautiful man that was soon going to be his.  He silently sat in his chair watching the rest of Blaine’s set; each song more perfect than the last.  When Blaine excused himself from the stage Kurt quickly got up to meet him outside of the building.

Kurt hid behind the corner, where he was the first time he actually met Blaine.  He tucked himself just out of view and waited.  He ended up not having to wait long because not even five minutes later Blaine emerged looking around, obviously for him.  Kurt sneaked up behind him and grabbed at Blaine’s waist causing the younger man to jump. 

Blaine spun around and took Kurt in a hug.  “I was wondering where you were. I should have known you would have been out here.”  Kurt started to lean in to kiss Blaine, but pulled away unsure if Blaine would feel comfortable with him kissing him in public.  Like he could read his thoughts, Blaine smiled and pulled Kurt in close, whispering “It’s okay.” as he closed the distance in between the two with a kiss passionate enough that the two thought the New York City sky line was lite up with fireworks like the Fourth of July.

“Mmm, we need to not go a week without seeing each other.”  Blaine smiled as his lips still made contact with Kurt’s.

“I agree, what do you say we go back to your apartment for a while?”

“Sure, that would be nice.”  Blaine replied as he took Kurt’s hand in his and made their way back to Blaine’s apartment.

They looked at each other while walking and smiled.  Both of them we thinking the same thing about the beautiful former stranger they were each bound with by fingers.  Soon, he will be mine.