"Did you get Claire to school ok?" Kurt asked as Blaine walked into the apartment and hung his coat by the door. Making his way into the living room, the curly haired young man pressed a soft kiss to his husband's hair as he fed their three week old son a bottle.
"Yeah but she looked about as tired as I feel. I may have stopped by that juice bar and bought her a mango smoothie, y'know the one she likes?" he chuckled and sat down beside his husband "She's been so good since we brought Fletcher home, I wanted to give her a little treat plus the sugar woke her up a little"
"And why didn't you bring me home one? I could use the pick me up"
"I'll make you a coffee" Blaine smiled but he didn't get up right away. Aching from head to toe, he didn't have the energy.
"You're too tired to move too..."
"But it's not that I'm tired due to lack of sleep because Fletcher has been good and settles quickly" Blaine chuckled "It's just adjusting to someone else in the house. It's making sure Claire still gets her homework done and always having that knitted blanket Carole made for Fletcher ready because he settles better with it"
"It's getting Claire ready for school or ballet class and still keeping Fletcher to some sort of schedule. It's hard" Kurt smiled and leant into Blaine's side trying not to jostle the baby in his arms. As Fletcher finished his bottle, Kurt handed the empty bottle to Blaine before resting his son gently over his shoulder. Kurt rubbed Fletcher's back gently until a tiny burp came from their even smaller son. Cradling the now sleepy little boy, Kurt held him close as he slowly nodded off.
"And it's holding Fletcher for a little while after you feed him because he likes the contact and warmth"
"No that's just you wanting to cuddle him while he's quiet" Blaine smirked and as much as Kurt wanted to hit or nudge his husband for that comment he couldn't. He didn't want to wake Fletcher plus it was true "He is definitely going to be Papa's little boy isn't he?"
"Not necessarily" Kurt smiled weakly knowing exactly what Blaine was trying to say. Blaine had been able to take some time off work but he still had to do a lot from home and it was Kurt that settled or fed Fletcher more. Doing his best to help, Blaine hadn't bonded with his son quite like Kurt had "He's three weeks old, you've got the rest of his life to bond and be the most amazing Dad I know you already are"
"It's just so different from when Claire was born" Blaine sighed. Kurt shifted beside him and turned so he could hand Fletcher to him "What are you doing?"
"Take him, I need coffee"
Blaine cradled his arms as Kurt laid their son into them gently. Only a few moments after Kurt stood, Fletcher started to squirm and fuss like he wasn't comfortable even though he was in the exact same position as he was in Kurt's arms.
"Someone doesn't like me this morning..."
"Try holding him like you used to hold Claire on your chest"
Blaine did as he was told and his son immediately settled like it was magic
"Y'know those two are so alike it's a little scary" Kurt chuckled and walked back to the living room and knelt down in front of his husband and son "You're an incredible father Blaine, don't ever doubt that"

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"Daddy" Claire groaned as she trudged up the hall to where all the noise was coming from. Leaning against the doorframe sleepily she watched both Blaine and Kurt fuss over a screaming Fletcher. He was five weeks old and up until tonight he'd been a reasonably placid and calm baby.
Kurt, a light sleeper was usually up to him at the first indication of a cry but that night he was exhausted from work and the baby that he slept until Fletcher's high pitched screams woke both him and Blaine. The pair had tried everything but their little boy would not settle.
"Daddy, why is he crying now?" Claire asked softly as she used the doorframe to keep herself upright.
"We're not too sure Princess" Blaine sighed and noticed his daughter's grumpy and tired demeanour "The screaming isn't so loud in mine and Papa's room so why don't you curl up on the bed and I'll be there in a minute ok?"
"Will you sing to me?"
"Of course"
Claire nodded sluggishly and pulled her teddy bear tighter in her arms as she made her way to her fathers' bedroom at the other end of the hall.
"She really has that helpless puppy look down pat, doesn't she?" Kurt chuckled as he bounced Fletcher in his arms trying to calm him.
"That's it" Blaine gasped as a light bulb went off in his mind. Granted it was a little late but it was an idea all the same "Sing to him"
"Sing?"
"Yeah, you know you do it for a living?" the dark haired man laughed "Claire never used to settle unless I sang to her"
"I don't know if it'll work for Fletch but I'll give it a try. You go calm our girl down" Kurt smiled weakly "Wait, what do I sing to him?"
"Something smooth, try 'I Want To Hold Your Hand'. You sing that so beautifully"
"Kiss up" he chuckled and kissed his husband's cheek before Blaine made his way to the door of Fletcher's bedroom.
"Hey Kurt?" Blaine asked as he turned back to his husband "Aside from the screaming baby and grumpy ten year old, are you happy?"
"Yeah, are you?"
"Yeah"
Blaine walked back to his bedroom and found his little girl curled up in the middle of the bed holding a pillow over her ears. Crawling in beside her, Blaine pulled the pillow from over Claire's head before wrapping her in his arms. Cuddling with her like this used to calm him almost instantly when Kurt was sick but it didn't seem to work for Claire.
"Daddy, I'm tired. Fletcher cries a lot"
"I know Princess" Blaine sighed softly and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead "Fletcher's just a little baby. He's going to cry for a little while longer but before you know it he'll sleep all night and you won't hear him"
"Promise?"
"Promise. You used to cry a little when you were a baby too. Your Uncle Andrew would get very crabby. Even more than he normally is" he laughed
"How much longer is Fletcher going to be this little?"
"Not long but you grew up super quick, I'm sure he will too" Blaine chuckled even though he didn't want that to happen. Claire had grown up way too fast for Blaine's liking. His baby girl would be a teenager in only a few short years. Blaine pulled Claire tighter to his chest never wanting to let go of his baby.
"Daddy listen" Claire giggled as the apartment went silent except for Kurt's soft singing "He stopped crying"
"So he did" he smiled knowing Kurt's voice worked it's magic. They would have to keep it in mind for next time.
"Do I have to go back to my room now or can I stay with you?" the ten year old asked quietly. Being in her father's arms had eventually soothed the little girl and now she was too comfortable to move.
"Just this once you can stay"

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Claire sat cross legged on the floor beside her brother's bouncer as she concentrated on folding the piece of paper on the coffee table. Her class had been reading Sadako and The Thousand Paper Cranes at school and her teacher had suggested they try folding their own paper cranes. Holding her tongue out slightly as she concentrated, the ten year old was finding it hard to follow the instruction sheet Miss Gibson had given her.
"This is hopeless" Claire sighed and scrunched up the red piece of paper throwing it onto the coffee table and watched it bounce to Fletcher's feet. Looking over at her brother, she noticed a bright smile forming between his chubby cheeks "Think that's funny huh?" she giggled and tickled his feet gently
"He's smiling" Kurt gasped as he walked into the living room and saw his two children together "Blaine, come out here" Blaine rushed out of the bedroom and stood beside his husband looking at Claire and Fletcher "He's smiling, Blaine"
"So he's smiling?" Claire chuckled as she noticed the goofy happy looks on both her Dads' faces "People smile like all the time, kinda like you two are now just less creepy"
"This is the first time Fletcher has smiled, you got him to smile Claire" Kurt chuckled softly and wrapped his arm around Blaine's waist gently. He didn't know he'd react like this to just a simple thing but Kurt was so excited. It was just a smile but it meant so much more.
"I take it smiling is a big thing for two month old babies?"
"It's a milestone for him"
"Well at the rate I'm going failing at these cranes, he'll be smiling all night" Claire giggled and held up the scrunched up ball of paper that first made her brother smile. Kurt made his way over to his children and sat down on the couch as he picked up a piece of paper. Looking over at the instruction sheet and started to fold it with Claire.
Blaine couldn't help but smile at the scene in front of him. Claire now sitting next to Kurt watching him intently as he folded the piece of paper into a beautiful little bird and Fletcher looking on with a slight smile. Quickly pulling out his cell, Blaine snapped a picture, wanting to remember the little moments like this forever.