CHAPTER 24

By Klainer0801

*I do not own Glee or any of the characters* - I wish :)

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This chapter is obviously really long but push through it because I promise it is worth it! Now, I’m not sure how adoption things go and I’m really not sure that what happens in this chapter is possible or legal or whatever but… hey what are AU’s for!!  It’s taken me 5 different attempts at this ending and it was INCREDIBLY hard to write because I wanted it to be perfect so I really hope it is perfect for you too! Enjoy the chapter! :)

Blaine stopped playing after the massive crescendo and stood up to move towards Kurt. He slipped his hands around Kurt’s waist and pulled him closer, pressing their foreheads together and closing his eyes as he continued to sing. Kurt relaxed into his touch and closed his eyes too, listening to his angel’s voice.

You know it's true
Everything I do, oh, I do it for you

Stretching his legs out freely, Kurt blinked his eyes open when he noticed something strange. The bed was empty apart from his own body. He sat bolt upright in a panic and scanned the room quickly, relaxing when he saw Blaine stood at the other side of his room looking into the wardrobe. Kurt turned his head to see the time ‘5:46’ glaring back up at him from the clock on his bedside table.

“Blaine honey, come back to bed. Do you know how early it is?!”

Blaine started slightly and closed the wardrobe door as he turned round to face Kurt. He folded his arms over his bare chest and dropped his head to look at his feet. Wiggling his toes, he let out a heavy sigh before glancing back up to his boyfriend, who was lay waiting for him.

“I’m just nervous. What if they think I’ll be a terrible father and won’t let me –“ Blaine choked on his words. If the adoption agency wouldn’t comply with his wishes then Blaine didn’t know what he would do.

Kurt let out a low hum and shook his head in disapproval before reaching up and grabbing Blaine by the hips. He pulled Blaine towards him where he was kneeling on the bed and wrapped his arms around Blaine’s neck, linking his fingers and gazing up into his boyfriends arms. Only after Blaine had calmed and let his arms loose to hook around Kurt’s waist did Kurt reply.

“You need to stop panicking you know.” The pair laughed quietly and Kurt tapped up Blaine’s chin with his fingers so they were forehead to forehead, “She’s your daughter Blaine. You are a brilliant father and given the circumstances… it’s almost a given fact that this time tomorrow she will be able to call you ‘daddy’! Ok?”

Blaine collapsed down onto the bed beside Kurt and pulled the sheet up around the both of them. It was hard for him to keep from smiling insanely at Kurt’s words and just managed to let out a “Thank-you. I love you so much, Kurt.”

Wrapping his arms around his boyfriend to pull him closer, Kurt closed his eyes and drifted back off to sleep. His dreams were filled with the future… Blaine and Aimee, graduation, New York, his first car, his father and Carole’s wedding. Normally Kurt wouldn’t allow himself to think into the future for the simple reason that he didn’t want to get his hopes up for things that wouldn’t happen. But at that point, curled tightly to his boyfriend at early hours of the morning, his life was pretty darn good. Maybe those things could happen after all…

Blaine could see Burt glancing over at him every two seconds but kept his gaze on the road ahead. Ten minutes down the line and he could literally feel Burt’s concerned eyes burning into the side of his head. Blaine slammed his hand down on the dashboard and let his head fall backwards to slump against the seat, “What? You keep staring at me like I’m a bomb about to explode!”

Burt jumped at the sudden outburst and stuttered his words, “I’m just- I w-wondered….” He sighed before looking placing his free hand onto Blaine’s shoulder as they reached the traffic lights, “Are you OK kid?”

Blaine didn’t even open his eyes as he leant back into his seat, but simply scoffed and raised his eyebrows, “Do I look fucking OK to you?”

“Hey hold up Blaine! I’m concerned about you that’s all!” Burt put the car back into drive as they sped off from the traffic lights.

“I’m just worried. I’m not good at this type of thing! How the hell am I gonna walk into that room and appear respectable and like decent father material?!”

Blaine squinted in the harsh sunlight flooding the car from the clear sky outside as he opened his eyes. He looked over at Burt, who had parked the car into the side of the road and was staring intensely back at him.

“Blaine. You don’t need to worry about showing you are good father material… that’s a natural thing to you buddy. You look at that little girl like you do my son, they are your world. Without them you’re nothing. Your love for them shines off you so obviously; there is no way anyone is going to be worried about whether you’ll be able to take care of that little girl. Even the mention of her now and your whole face has lit up.”

Blaine smiled to himself and dropped his head in embarrassment, but everything Burt had said had really hit home. All of it was true… hopefully Burt could be right about the adoption agency not being worried about his ability to take care of Aimee too.

Blaine could swear his heart was about to burst out of his chest with the speed it was beating. He pressed his hands between his legs to keep them from shaking as he looked up at the cold grey building in front of him. He recognised it from when he had come along to sign the papers to officially give Aimee over to his father. The place looked dark and lonely and Blaine hated to think that if it was up to Aimee’s mother then his little girl could still be living within the walls of a place like this.

Burt opened Blaine’s car door and stepped clear of the way, crouching so Blaine could see his face, “You coming kiddo? Today is the day; you can’t turn back now… I know you’ll walk out of here a happy man. I promise.”

Blaine nodded slowly and stepped out the car, slamming the door behind him. He looked at the rough iron gate, swinging freely ahead and literally had to hold his stomach to stop himself from puking. Burt was right; this was it.

Taking a deep breath of the summer air, Blaine prepared himself for the meeting he was about to have. His feet carried him up to the grand double doors at the front of the adoption centre. Raising a hand to knock, Blaine felt a surge of confidence fill him as he thought of his little girl and his beautiful boyfriend playing together and waiting patiently for his arrival home. He wanted that desperately: his own loving family, his own beautiful house, his own perfectly future. His visit here today would be the first step to achieving that and Blaine was sure as hell going to grab that opportunity.

“Hello, can I help you?” said an elderly woman stood in the doorway with a suspicious look on her face. If she was looking worriedly down at Blaine now, Blaine dread to think what would have happened if he hadn’t thought to wear a suit to cover his tattoos and piercings.

“Hi… uh we’re here to speak to Mrs. Hughes. Can we come in?” Blaine answered slowly, grinning in the politest way he could.

“Oh! Mr Anderson is it?”

Blaine winced at the name; it reminded him of his own father but nodded, keeping the smile on his face. The old woman opened the door wide and gestured for him and Burt to come inside.

“If you take a seat dears, I’ll go tell Mrs. Hughes you’re here.” The old woman babbled before running off towards a door at the opposite side of the room. Blaine took the chance to look around the room; whereas Burt took a seat on the sofa the old woman had directed them too.

“It’s a bit more posh than I remember it to be.” Blaine thought out loud as he took in the view of the grand staircase and the heavy curtains hanging from the windows. He ran his hand over a silver ornament that was placed on the window ledge, “I always thought it to be a really daunting place and I mean… that’s still true but it’s not as scary as I remember it.”

“Well, you’re older now Blaine. This shouldn’t be scary for you… this is the place you’ll get your daughter back, that’s not scary is it? That’s wonderful.”

Blaine began to walk over to Burt with a smile on his face and slumped down onto the seat next to him, “Yeah… I guess you’re right.”

Playfully tapping Blaine on the arm, Burt continued, “Yes, I’m always right.” The pair laughed together until it faded off into a comfortable silence. Just at that moment, the old woman reappeared with a huge grin on her face.

“Mrs. Hughes will be with you in 2 minutes. Can I get you anything while you wait?” She wrung her hands and looked over at Blaine with an almost lovingly but pitiful look in her eyes. Blaine wondered whether she had been told about his case with Aimee.

“We’re fine thank-you very much.” Burt answered and smiled over at her until she left the room. As soon as she had closed the door behind her, Burt span his head round to talk to Blaine, “Remember everything I said OK? You have nothing to worry about! When we go in there… nice firm handshake, lots of eye-contact and please try to keep away from innuendos or swearing! After that, everything will be a breeze.”

“Thanks for coming here with me today Burt; It really does mean a lot.” Blaine whispered, taking interest in a stray piece of stitching on the sofa. It was still a strange feeling for Blaine to feel such love for a father figure in his life.

“Well, you’re a great man Blaine. You deserve Aimee as your daughter and that beautiful girl deserves you as her father. I wanted to come and support you.”

At that moment, Mrs. Hughes opened the door to her office and Blaine and Burt stood up quickly, straightening ties and brushing off suits as discreetly as they could. She was a short woman but seemed much taller in the high heels and pencil skirt she was wearing. She was a young woman with a fresh face and polite smile. All of this calmed Blaine as he walked towards her.

“Mr Anderson and Mr Hummel? Lovely! Come straight in!” Mrs. Hughes beamed over at them before gesturing at them to follow her into her office.

Blaine took the opportunity to glance at his phone as he walked in. It was 11:24am; they had decided to come early for their appointment at 11:30am to create a good impression. Blaine also saw he had 1 new message off Kurt. He tapped it open and saw it read: Good luck baby. I believe in you xxx. Blaine felt his heart swell and heat fill his body as he tapped out his reply of three hearts and sent it to Kurt before turning his phone off.

Blaine looked up and walked over to the desk in the middle of the room and took his place in front of one of the two chairs set out for Burt and himself. He was about to take his seat before he remembered what Burt had been talking to him all about for the last week; Blaine had never been to an interview or meeting before so Burt had to fill him in on how things usually played out and what was expected.

Mrs. Hughes stuck out her hand to greet Blaine and he took it gladly, “My name is Jessica.”

“Blaine. It’s lovely to meet you.” Blaine replied before dropping the handshake, feeling quite pleased with himself. Mrs. Hughes repeated the process with Burt and proceeded to take her seat.

Blaine glanced over at Burt, who winked a ‘well done’ over at him, before he sat down in his seat too.

“So, we’re here to discuss the adoption of Aimee Marie Anderson. I understand the situation to be: Blaine, you are Aimee’s biological father but were blackmailed by your father to give her up for adoption so he could adopt her. Now, I have been told your father is now actually in jail under charges of child abuse, possession and use of a gun, assault and resisting arrest. Obviously the necessary paper work has been filled out by the police so our job today should be a lot easier with that completed. I believe what we are here to do today is to transfer Aimee’s rights and so on back over to Blaine so it is known that your are her biological father and she is your biological daughter. Am I correct?”

“Yes Madam. I’d like to thank-you in helping me with this today.”

Mrs. Hudges smiled over at Blaine through her glasses, “It’s alright dear. A case like yours… well, it seemed the right decision was obvious in this situation.” She then turned her attention to Burt, “Anyway, I’m guessing you will be the witness for today. Can I ask what relationship or status you have with Blaine or Aimee?”

Burt grinned over at Blaine before answering, “Blaine is my son-in-law actually. He’s in a relationship with my son, Kurt.”

Blaine froze at Burt’s words and realised his fears were coming true. He was gay; therefore Mrs. Hughes would deem him incapable of bringing up a child. He knew it. He turned his head slowly, preparing himself for the look of disgust that would appear on her face. Instead, he saw an even bigger smile creep up her face.

Blaine sat there in shock as he watched Mrs. Hughes clasp her hands together in excitement, “Oh that’s lovely! Aimee will have two parenting figures in her life! And even grandparents! I’m sorry I’m being so unprofessional right now but she’s such a beautiful innocent young girl and this seems like the perfect family for her to be a part of.”

Blaine smirked and laughed politely, this was going down brilliantly. He had no idea what he was worrying about in the first place! Even Mrs. Hughes could see how great of a family they were becoming.

Blaine sighed and dropped his pen after signing his signature on the last line. He passed the papers over to Burt so he could sign as the witness and he smiled over at Mrs. Hughes, “Thank-you so much. I – I don’t kn-“ Blaine felt himself getting emotional and blinked back the tears quickly, “Just… thank-you for giving me my little girl back.”

Mrs. Hughes reached across the table and placed her hand over Blaine’s, “It’s ok darling. I wanted to do everything I could to help. And, if you ever need anything don’t hesitate to ask. You’ve got this number and you’ve got my email. Any trouble and you contact me right away.”

Blaine nodded and relaxed back into his chair. It had been hard work; there had been a long discussion with plans for the future and agreements and compromises and more paperwork than Blaine had ever had to sign but it was all worth it. He was getting his daughter back.

Burt tucked the pen he was using neatly back into the desk-tidy on Mrs. Hudges desk and passed her the papers back over which she took with a small nod of her head. She placed them down in front of her and flicked through the papers to check all the information and signatures were present and correct.

Burt tilted his head and shook Blaine’s knee, “I’m proud of you, son.”

Blaine couldn’t help but let out a laugh and leant across to give Burt a crushing hug. Burt jumped in surprise but then joined in with the laughter and hugged Blaine just as tightly back. Blaine sat back down in his seat and blinked back the tears which were pooling in his eyes. Everything he had ever wanted was coming true.

“Well, it looks like we’re all done here. Mr Blaine Anderson, I’m happy to say that you are now recorded as the father of Aimee Marie Anderson. Congratulations!!”

Bow chika bow wow, That's what my baby says! 
Mow mow mow and my heart starts pumpin'
Chika chika chu whop
Never Gonna Stop Gitchi Gitchi Goo means That I Love You

Kurt laughed gleefully as Aimee sang along with the lyrics to her favourite TV show. It was now 5:43pm and Kurt was beginning to worry about Blaine. He had been at the adoption centre now for a hell of a long time and Kurt couldn’t busy himself with pointless things to keep his mind away from the matter for much longer.

“Come on then darling! Shall we start clearing your toys up so it’s nice and clean for when Blainey and Burt get home?”

Aimee jumped up from her place in front of the TV and began to run around the room, “We can’t tidy up if you can’t catch me!”

Kurt laughed but joined in with her game, pretending not to be fast enough to catch her and running in circles around the sofa, “I’m gonna get you! Come here!”

Aimee screeched and giggled as Kurt caught her and lifted her up in the air before tilting her upside down and tickling her sides. When Aimee finally gave in and was all giggled out, Kurt flipped her to hold her in his arms, pressed against his side.

“Right. Now I’ve caught you, I think we made a deal that you would help me tidy up!” Kurt placed a finger onto the little girl’s nose and made a quacking noise as he pressed down. He let Aimee down to the floor and moved over to where he toys were lay across the floor.

He turned to see Aimee stood reluctantly where he had left her, “What’s the matter Aimee?”

Taking the hem of her dress out of her mouth, Aimee brushed her fringe back from her face and looked around the room, “If I help you tidy up can I please dress up as Cinderella when we have story time tonight?”

Kurt sniggered and gestured for Aimee to join him, “Of course you can darling! Now can you go place these back by the TV for me?”

Before Kurt could pass Aimee the DVD’s however, he heard a key turning in the lock on the front door. He smiled at Aimee, noticing she had heard it too, “Blainey’s home! Do you want to go greet him?”

Aimee didn’t need to be asked again as she sprinted off towards the front door. Kurt stood up quickly and jogged over to where she was standing. When Blaine walked in, Kurt would be able to tell straight away how things had gone down. He was really hoping everything had turned out how they wanted it to.

The first face he saw come through the door was Blaine’s, and on it was the biggest smile Kurt had seen on him in a while. He smiled over at Kurt and simply nodded his head before holding out his arms. Kurt gladly ran into his open arms and held him close.

“Oh Blaine! I’m so happy for you! I knew this would all work out!” Kurt broke back from the hug and cupped his boyfriends face with his hands. He pressed a small and slow kiss to Blaine’s mouth before pulling back to show Aimee.

“Hello sweetheart!” Blaine screamed with delight as Aimee ran up to him, hair flowing gorgeously behind her, “I take it you’re happy to see me then!!”

Aimee wrapped her legs around Blaine as he lifted her up into a hug and placed a kiss to her forehead. They both closed their eyes as they stayed in that moment.

Burt squeezed in behind Blaine and locked the door before joining Kurt, “You know Kurt, when you first introduced me to Blaine I thought we were in for a terrible time… but no, you’ve got yourself a keeper there son. He’s a wonderful man and he makes you complete. I’m proud of you, for everything… and always will be.”

“Thanks dad, I love you so much.” Kurt said leaning into his dads arms which held him tight.

if time could only give me
a moment to reflect
to smile on all that has been
to treasure what is left
though I won’t always be here
this you surely know
that I’ll quietly spot you
anywhere you go

Blaine stopped singing and brushed Aimee’s hair away from her face where she lay across his lap. He leant down and placed a small kiss to her temple as she drifted off to sleep from the lullaby. Turning his head, he saw his beautiful boyfriend’s bright eyes staring at him with such loving intent.

“What you staring at?” Blaine whispered, knocking Kurt’s shoulder with his own playfully.

“She’s inherited your singing talent you know…” Kurt replied, now leaning his own head into Blaine’s neck and bringing his feet up onto the sofa. Blaine chuckled softly but didn’t reply. It was obvious he was deep in thought; Kurt knew Blaine had been thinking about nothing else for the past 3 hours he had been home.

“Blaine, you can do this. She loves you with all her heart… she’ll be over the moon when you tell her. We’ve talked about this. It will be difficult baby, but it will all be worth it.”

“What if she isn’t though? What if she calls me Blainey for the rest of her life? What if she hates me for what I did to her? She’s going to get older… she’ll hate me for it.”

Kurt sat up suddenly and stared over at his boyfriend with a disbelieving look, “Blaine… you saved that little girl. You protected her from harm and took the pain for yourself. You let yourself get abused repeatedly so she could be safe with you. You looked after her and cherished her with all your heart… and now you’re providing her with her true family and a home she’s loved in. How can she hate you for that? She’ll understand the reasons you couldn’t tell her and you did what you had to do. We’re all ready Blaine but it has to be you who makes the decision.”

Blaine sat in silence for a few minutes before taking a deep breath and looking down at the little girl lay in his lap. Kurt guessed he had come to his decision, now he had to wait to see what Blaine would do. Gently, Blaine picked Aimee up in his arms and nodded his head over at Kurt to tell him to follow. He slowly carried his daughter up the stairs and pushed the door to her room open with his shoulder.

Kurt watched from the doorway as Blaine tucked Aimee into bed with the sheets fitted tightly around her. Pushing her teddy-bear closer, Blaine gave one more kiss to Aimee’s forehead before smiling and making his way back to Kurt.

“Tomorrow. I’ll tell her tomorrow.”

Tomorrow came all too quickly and Kurt found himself cooking dinner in the kitchen as Carole sat and comforted Blaine with words of support and confidence. Kurt crouched down and opened the oven with a kitchen towel and decided the tuna-pasta-bake he was cooking was done. He peeked his head over the counter and looked directly at Blaine, “I’m ready to start dinner if you are?”

Blaine’s eyes grew wide with worry but settled after Kurt sent him a reassuring smile. He nodded his head and walked over to where Kurt was stood. Turning his attention to Carole, Kurt took the tray out of the oven and placed it on the side, “Carole, will you go get Aimee and Burt? I think they’re playing in the garden… actually, it’s a nice day! If you can set up the outside table we can eat outside today in the sun!”

“Sure, that would be lovely! I’ll go set it up now…” Carole answered. She walked off in the direction of the garden before pausing at the door. She turned her head slowly and brought her eyes up to meet Blaine’s, “Take all the time you need honey.”

Blaine mouthed a thank-you back to her before she left the room. Just at that moment, Finn came bounding down the stairs, jumping the last three steps.

“I heard dinner was ready!” Finns shouted with a big grin before seeing the look on both of the boy’s faces. It was like a bulb had been switched on in his head and Finn adopted a more serious tone, placing a hand on Blaine’s shoulder, “Good luck mate. I’m sure everything will be fine.”

“Thanks Finn. We’re eating outside today.” Blaine replied with almost a whisper. Finn smiled in response and took the same path as Carole to make his way outside.

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist from behind almost as soon as Finn had left the room. Squeezing tightly, Blaine spoke into Kurt’s neck, “You don’t know how much you mean to me. You’re here for me through everything and I just – I wouldn’t be able to do it without you.”

Kurt spun around with tears in his eyes and surprised Blaine as he pushed their lips together. Kurt brought his hands up to hold either side of Blaine’s head and pushed his tongue against Blaine’s with even more force.

Finally closing his eyes against the shock of the sudden change, Blaine gripped the counter behind Kurt and pressed against him firmly. Whispering sweet nothings into Kurt’s ear, Blaine ran his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair with desperation.

The boys were shaken into reality as a metal spoon fell off the counter and hit the floor with a loud clang. They stared at it for a while as if it was bringing the situation back to the forefront of their minds. Kurt looked back up first and placed a kiss to Blaine’s cheek with a small laugh, “Come on honey. I believe in you.”

Blaine beamed back at Kurt before dropping his hands from Kurt’s hips and moving to pick up the dishes that were lay out ready on the side.

“Right. Here we are then guys! Help yourself, there’s plenty for everyone! Well… maybe not enough for Finn’s appetite but there is sure enough to fill everyone else.”

The table roared into laugher, even little Aimee, breaking the awkward atmosphere. The family sat down in the heat of the summer sun and ate dinner like it was any normal Sunday; Finn asked for third helpings, Burt managed to spill some of his drink down his shirt and Blaine made the odd rude comment about Kurt’s ass. It was only when it was time to clear up that the awkwardness reappeared.

Carole seemed to sense this first and was the one to make the first move. Standing up she began to pick up a few plates, “Come on then Finn, you can help me clear up in the kitchen.”

Finn went to make a groan of protest but stopped as soon as he noticed Carole glaring at him though her sunglasses. He quickly collected the rest of the plates and scurried away after his mother. Kurt sat for a minute, hoping his dad would use his own common sense to stop watching Aimee slurp her drink through a swirly straw, and leave the table. He didn’t.

“Dad, isn’t there something on TV you said you wanted to watch round about now?”

Burt made a face and looked blankly over at Kurt, “No… not that I can remember son…”

Rolling his eyes, Kurt made a sly pointing gesture over at Aimee, “No dad. I’m pretty sure there was. Off you go.”

“Wha- OH! Oh, yes … uh now I remember. Ok boys.” Burt stuttered, throwing Blaine a wink before entering the house.

“Blainey, can I go inside and watch TV too please?” Aimee said slamming her cup down in triumph once all the juice had disappeared.

Blaine glanced over to Kurt for support before moving over to sit next to Aimee, “Actually baby, I wanted to talk to you first OK?”

Seeing Aimee climb up onto Blaine’s lap, Kurt made to move and leave the two to talk but Blaine placed a hand on his and raised an eyebrow, “I’d like you to stay actually. I’d like to explain everything today if you know what I mean.”

“Explain what Blainey?” Aimee said excitedly as Kurt took his seat once more and scooted closer to Blaine to place a hand on his knee.

“Well, do you remember mummy and daddy?”

Aimee took a second to think before nodding with a confused look on her face, “Yes but we said we were never going to talk about daddy again and daddy said to never talk about mummy again.”

“Yes, ok that’s right but you see people aren’t always who they say they are honey. Not everyone is good… it’s important to understand that.”

“Like daddy. Daddy wasn’t good… he was bad. He went to jail.”

Blaine nodded and took Aimee’s hand in his own, “Yes exactly. Well, daddy was a bad person and he wasn’t who he actually said he was. You see, when you we’re little he told you that he was your daddy and I was your brother right?”

“Yeah… So are you not my brother then?” Aimee asked, biting her nails now while trying to process it in her head.

“Ummm… no honey. I’m not but I’m still related to you. Are you with me so far?”

“Uh huh.” Aimee said smiling over at Kurt, “So if daddy wasn’t daddy and mummy wasn’t mummy… then how was I born?”

“Well you still have a mummy and daddy darling, they are just different to who you thought they were. Would you like to see who your real mummy was?” Blaine said and laughed when Aimee nodded vigorously and sat up in excitement. He took out his wallet and removed a small picture. He added to Kurt, “This isn’t what it look like by the way. I’ve only kept a picture of her in case this day ever arrived.”

“I understand. You’re doing great.” Kurt replied, shaking Blaine’s knee in support.

“So this” Blaine gave the picture to Aimee, “Is your real mother darling.”

Aimee gazed at the photo for a few minutes in silence, Blaine left her to look and try and figure things out in her head before he spoke again, “What do you think?”

“She’s beautiful.” Aimee whispered, not once looking away from the photo.

“She is isn’t she? Just like you. Her name is Taylor.” Blaine said, placing a sweet kiss to her hand, “Would you like to see who your real daddy is too?”

Aimee nodded, still staring down at the photograph. Blaine looked over at Kurt for reassurance before continuing. Kurt mouthed an ‘I love you’ and opened his mouth into a wide grin. Blaine repeated Kurt’s actions and turned his attention back to Aimee.

Placing two fingers under Aimee’s chin, Blaine tilted her face up so they were looking into each other eyes, “He’s right here.”

Aimee stared blankly before breaking into a most beautiful smile which lit up her whole face and made her eyes sparkle in the sunlight, “You’re my daddy!!??” she exclaimed before launching herself at Blaine and holding him close.

“That’s right sweetheart and you’re my baby girl. Are you all OK with this honey? I know this must be a big shock to you! It’s a lot of news to take in!”

“Yes!! I want you to be my daddy! You’re a lot nicer than the pretend daddy and I love you so much more. But …”

“You can ask me anything about it Aimee. If you don’t understand something or you don’t like something, you need to tell me.”

Aimee sat up and pulled out the picture again. She took a deep breath and a saddened expression grew across her face, “Where is mummy? Why have I never seen her?”

Dropping his head, Blaine smiled and took the picture away from Aimee, “Well, you see daddy has had a plan for a long time now. How about this… Instead of Aimee having a mummy and a daddy, you can have two daddies? A daddy and a papa?”

Throwing her arms around, Aimee nearly fell off the chair in excitement. She attacked Blaine with a hug and shouted celebrations at the top of her voice. Kurt looked on, frozen solid whilst trying to figure out what Blaine’s motives were in saying that too her… Sure Blaine was gay but why did he ask her now if she’d like two daddies? Wouldn’t that normally wait until he was engaged to someone?

“But if you’re my daddy… who will be my papa?”

Blaine still kept his eye-line at Aimee and his smirk grew even wider as his eyes lit up with excitement and joy, “Well, would you like to choose? Who would you want to be your papa?”

Aimee sucked her thumb as she contemplated the decision. She furrowed her brow as she thought about the question and the possibilities. Kurt watched her intensely as she thought, Blaine had not looked at him since he mentioned the idea of two fathers… something was going on here. Kurt was anxious to find out what.

All of a sudden Aimee took her thumb out of her mouth and pointed her finger towards Kurt as she sank back into Blaine’s chest. Blaine chuckled as he turned his head to look at Kurt.

Kurt’s whole body tensed up. This was actually happening. This was actually happening. He watched as Blaine picked up Aimee off his lap and placed her onto the chair while whispering “Excellent choice.” Into her ear. Reaching into his back pocket, Blaine pulled out a small black velvet box.

Kurt could have swore he turned into blubber that second, melted off his chair and rain down into the drain but when he blinked he still found himself sitting on his chair in front of Blaine. Actually… he was gripping the sides of the chair with his eyes forced outwards from their sockets and his heart beating so fast he thought he would explode.

“Relax. I promise I didn’t steal it.” Blaine joked as he saw how tense Kurt was. He reached down and grabbed Kurt’s hand, keeping the small box wrapped in his free hand and bent down onto one knee in front of him. At Blaine’s touch, Kurt relaxed and his whole body seemed to calm until he was able to see Blaine knelt on one knee in front of him, his eyes filled with love as he stared up at him.

“Kurt… I know we’re young. I know we’re still new to all this. But I honestly think we are ready for this. I have for a while now. You’ve changed me Kurt, you’ve made me a new and better man and I dread to think where I would be without you. And, I think those few weeks we spent apart just proved to me that I cannot bear to spend a day without you by my side.”

Blaine shuffled closer nervously and squeezed Kurt’s hand, “You’ve helped me through so much and we’ve been through so much together… you even helped me get my own daughter back, Kurt. I was talking with your father on the way back from the adoption centre and it occurred to me just how much I want this. A future with you. So, I asked your father for his permission… and he said yes.”

Blaine laughed as Kurt’s eyes grew large in surprise, “So here we are, I know this probably isn’t the way you saw your life heading but I promise I will give you everything you ask for and make your life the best it can possibly be. I promise for now and every day after I will support you and help to make your dreams come true. I will love you more and more with each and every day. We will find our own apartment with a family of our own and will then support them as they grow. I promise to try and give you everything you want, anything you ask for because you deserve all of it.”

Blaine slowly lifted Kurt’s hand and pressed a chaste kiss to the porcelain skin,“From the simple things like bringing you breakfast in bed, brushing that place you love on your back when we make love or even buying the right kind of shampoo for your perfectly styled hair… right up to the bigger things like standing up for you if someone says something against you, buying us flight tickets to come back over from New York every summer to see your family and showing you and the world that I love you with all my heart by kissing you passionately every day. I want to show you how special and how absolutely perfect you are. I took Rachel with me to try and decide which ring to get you so I hope this is ok…”

Blaine opened the box in his hand to show a beautiful silver ring, carved with the words ‘Kurt + Blaine’ and then a simple ‘You have my heart always’ on the inside. Sparkling diamonds decorated the band, lacing in and out of the thin silver carving. It was the most delicate but stunning ring Kurt had ever seen.

“Kurt Elizabeth Hummel… will you do me the honour of becoming my husband?”

Kurt screamed a ‘Yes!’ before Burt, Carole, Finn and Aimee all burst around the pair to congratulate  them and celebrate, before leaving them in peace to relax in the garden as the moonlight shone down, cuddling together with their daughter on the soft grass.

Kurt closed his locker and began to make his way down the corridor towards the schools entrance doors. He had gotten used to the glances and whispers that he endured wherever he went for the past week. People would stop and stare as he flashed his engagement ring, pretending to mess with his hair, the rumours had started to go around but Kurt couldn’t care less. He had everything he wanted.

Before Kurt had met Blaine, he was simply the gay kid at school. The one who was bullied for his looks, his voice, his dreams, his sexuality… Kurt didn’t think things would ever change and no way did he think he’d be falling for someone like Blaine. But now Blaine had come along and everything was different. People gazed at him with jealously as he walked along, ringed hand in ringed hand with his gorgeous boyfriend. Kurt was in love, with a fiancé and a daughter and graduation just a few weeks ahead! He was happier than he had ever been before.

Kurt was snapped back into reality as he heard a tremendous roar coming from outside the front gates of McKinley High. Kurt smirked to himself and let out a small giggle before making his way over to the doors, pushing past the gaping girls who looked on in longing.

The motor bike parked on the front was a glossy black with gleaming silver wheels and handles.  The owner stepped away from the vehicle with a flash of his leather jacket and started walking towards the building. His leather jacket hung loosely around his shoulders just enough to see the tight fitting t-shirt he was wearing underneath.

Kurt started towards the boy instinctively, taking in all his masculine features and noting how much he loved his triangle eyebrows. He was close enough to smell the boys enticing cologne when the boy looked up at Kurt. Beautiful, hazel eyes stared back at him, “Hello beautiful.”

Blaine smirked before grabbing Kurt’s hips and thrusting his tongue inside the boy’s mouth. A few girls around sighed in desperation and walked slowly back into the school. Kurt smiled into his boyfriends mouth and gripped his curly hair to pull him backwards, “Why hello to you too!”

“Am I not allowed to kiss my fiancé of a morning anymore?”

Kurt hummed an agreement and brought his boyfriend closer again, “Well, I just can’t say no to you… can I Anderson.”

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