Tuesday the 15th of March 2011

From: Blaine
Message: Hey.

To: Blaine
Message: Hi. Can’t sleep?

From: Blaine
Message: I can’t stop thinking about today. I wanted to Bella about it, but I just didn’t know like… What we are?

To: Blaine
Message: We’re Kurt and Blaine.

From: Blaine
Message: You know what I mean.

To: Blaine
Message: I do, sorry. We’re going on a date. We kissed. And I still can’t believe it’s actually real. =)

From: Blaine
Message: I can’t either. =)

To: Blaine
Message: Good night, Blaine.

To: Blaine
Message: Goodnight, Kurt.

Wednesday the 16th of March 2011

“Where are we going?” Kurt asked as Blaine dragged him into an empty room.

“I just thought we should talk.” Blaine said and sat down on a bench by the window, indicating for Kurt to sit beside him.

“Did I- Are we-“ Kurt hesitated as he sat down.

“We’re fine, Kurt.” Blaine assured him. “I just felt like we should talk about… us.” Kurt just looked at him, so he continued. “Like I said, I don’t want to screw this up. I don’t want to push you into anything, because I know that me having Bella is a big thing for us. I want everything we do and every step we take to be on your terms, okay?”

“Okay.”

“I’m sorry if this is too deep a talk for us to have this early in our relationship.” Blaine blushed and looked at his knees.

“It’s not. We always talk about everything, Blaine. And I don’t ever want that to change.” Kurt smiled and took one of Blaine’s hands in his own. “I promise I’ll always tell you how I feel, as long as you promise you’ll do the same.”

“I promise.” Blaine said and looked Kurt in the eyes. “Can I kiss you?”

Kurt chuckled. “Of course you can, silly.”

He leaned forward and Blaine pressed his lips to the side of Kurt’s. But before Kurt could angle his head to kiss Blaine properly, he pulled back. Blaine grinned. “So what do I tell Bella?”

Kurt smacked Blaine lightly on the arm. “Blaine, will you be my boyfriend?” He grinned back.

“I’ll be your boyfriend. If you’ll be mine.” Blaine grinned even wider and Kurt was surprised that was even possible.

“I will.” he responded. “Which means I get to kiss you whenever I want.”

He inched closer to Blaine on the bench and kissed him softly, one of Blaine’s hands moving onto the side of Kurt’s face instantly.

After a couple minutes of kissing Kurt pulled away from Blaine and sighed heavily. “We should practice. Regionals is in two days.”

Blaine sighed too. “I guess we should.”

Friday the 18th of March 2011

Blaine’s encouraging words backstage had helped calm Kurt’s nerves, and during their duet the world had melted away and it had just been he and Blaine singing together.

Even though the Warblers got standing ovations after their up-beat number they still lost. Competing was over for the rest of the year.

Saturday the 19th of March 2011

Blaine followed Kurt to bury Pavarotti. He was laid to rest under a big, beautiful tree. And even though Kurt was very sad about the loss of his darling canary, he felt happy that he had Blaine to hold his hand and help cheer him up as they walked away from the tiny grave.

Tuesday the 22nd of March 2011

“You have never held a baby before?” Blaine gasped as he and Kurt was walking toward Blaine’s dorm room.

“I know! I haven’t had the opportunity. Except for Quinn’s baby, but I was too scared to hold her because she was so tiny!”

“That’s it. You’re going to hold Bella today.”

“But we have to study for-“

“We have time for that too.”

“But what if I drop-“

“You won’t. You can sit on the bed. That way she wouldn’t break even if you did drop her.” Blaine knocked on the door next to his own.

“Come in.” a woman’s voice sounded from inside.

Blaine opened the door and stepped in, dropping his bag right inside. Kurt followed him inside and closed the door behind them.

“Look, Bella! Daddy’s here to get you.” a middle-aged woman said from an armchair where she was bouncing Bella on her knee.

Blaine walked over to her and picked the little girl up, setting her on his hip. “How has she been today?”

“She ate and slept well but has been a little fussy this past hour.”

“Is that so, Bella McFussypants?” Blaine said to Bella in a silly voice, poking her nose with his index finger.

Kurt giggled and Blaine looked over with a blush spreading across his cheeks, seemingly having forgotten that Kurt was in the room. Kurt walked over to the woman and held his hand out. “Kurt Hummel. Blaine’s… friend.”

The woman shook it. “Rita Collins. Bella’s babysitter.”

They said goodbye to the woman and Kurt helped carry Blaine’s bag to his room. Blaine unlocked the door and let Kurt in first.

“I have to start driving home in an hour.” Kurt said as he put Blaine’s bag on the desk.

“I’m just gonna feed her and then you can hold her. She’s a lot calmer after dinner.” Blaine explained and sat Bella down on the floor. He then made a bottle of formula while Kurt started reading aloud from the textbook. He sat on the bed with the book open on his knees while Blaine sat with Bella in the armchair, feeding her the formula.

Bella burped and Blaine moved her from his shoulder as he walked over to Kurt on the bed. Kurt closed the book and put it on Blaine’s nightstand. “Are you sure about this?”

“I’m absolutely certain. You’ll be fine.” Blaine sat down on the edge of the bed, scooting closer to Kurt. “Ready?”

Kurt swallowed loudly, nodded and held his arms open. Bella whined as Blaine moved her from his warm chest, but silenced instantly when Blaine lowered her into Kurt’s arms. She gurgled happily and Blaine smiled. “There you go! You’re holding a baby!”

“Wow…” Kurt said and looked down at Bella’s hazel eyes, that he could swear was actually bigger than Blaine’s. “She’s so pretty.” he whined in a high-pitched voice.

Blaine chuckled. “She likes you.”

“How can you tell?” Kurt said disbelievingly.

“Well… She threw up on David and when Wes held her she was screaming like he had pinched her. Nick tried holding her but she kept whining. Only Jeff and Trent have successfully held her. She did however give them very suspicious looks. You are the first person besides me, Rita and my parents that she has actually talked to.”

Bella gurgled again and grabbed at Kurt’s face. “You have such a pretty little voice, too.” Kurt cooed.

“If you can actually call that talking.” Blaine chuckled again. “She’s not so bad, is she?”

“She’s amazing.” Kurt breathed and twined one of her curls around his finger.

The little girl sneezed and then closed her eyes.

“Bless you.” Blaine laughed, but Kurt shushed him.

“Shh! She looks sleepy.”

“Sorry.” Blaine whispered and leaned back against the headboard.

Kurt rocked Bella back and forth slightly, and after a couple of minutes she was fast asleep. “She’s asleep.” Kurt whispered.

“I’ll put her in the crib.” Blaine said and sat up.

“No!” Kurt whined. “You read from the textbook and I’ll hold her.”

“Okay…” Blaine opened the textbook and leaned back again. “Page sixty-four, right?”

Blaine stopped reading quietly and looked at Kurt. “You were supposed to leave ten minutes ago.”

“Just another hour.” Kurt mumbled, still looking at the little girl in his arms. “Keep reading!”

Blaine laughed and continued to read.

Friday the 25th of March 2011

“Kurt? Why are we in Columbus?” Blaine stared out the window with his mouth slightly open before turning to Kurt.

“It’s still a surprise.” Kurt sighed, but smirked at Blaine. “You’ll know in two minutes.”

“A BUILD-A-BEAR?!” Blaine gasped as Kurt pulled up next to the building.

“Yeah. You said you’d never been to one.” Kurt smiled and turned the car off. “And I thought I could make something for Bella.”

“You don’t have to do that.” Blaine protested before they got out of the car and started walking toward the front doors.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to.”

“What are you making?” Kurt asked Blaine as they stood by the rows of animals one could choose from.

“You.”

“And what do you mean by that?” Kurt narrowed his eyes at Blaine who just chuckled.

“A baby penguin.” Blaine grinned and held the empty animal up for Kurt to see.

“Oh.” Kurt blushed. “Funny. ‘Cause I’m actually making you too.”

“And what animal would that be?” Blaine huffed, crossing his arms.

“A puppy.” Kurt grinned back. “A furniture-climbing one.”

Blaine laughed. “Okay, fine.”

“You never told me why you transferred to Dalton.” Kurt said as he was stuffing the soft, black puppy.

Blaine swallowed loudly.

“Did something happen?” Kurt’s hands stilled and he watched Blaine’s uncomfortable facial expression. “Sorry. You don’t have to tell me.”

“No, it’s fine…” Blaine assured him, putting some filling into the penguin. “I was going to go back to me and Bel’s old public school but-“

Wednesday the 4th of August 2010

Blaine closed his bedroom door carefully and brought the baby monitor downstairs into the kitchen.

“Blaine! What the hell is this?” his mother hissed, waving a piece of paper around.

“I don’t know, mother. Why don’t you hold it still, so I can see.” Blaine walked over and took the paper from Anna.

The things I’d do to your daughter, fag…  

Blaine’s hands shook. “Where the fuck did this come from?” Blaine said slowly, fisting the note into a ball.

“It came with all the other mail.” Anna said and carefully unballed Blaine’s hand, taking the note and throwing it in the trash.

“That’s it. You are not going back to that school, Blaine. You’re going to Dalton.” Herman spoke from beside the kitchen table. “I will not have my son anywhere near people that would-“

“I’ll go.” Blaine interrupted. “And I’ll take Bella with me. We’ll be safe there.”

Friday the 25th of March 2011

“Oh my God, Blaine. I’m so sorry.” Kurt held a hand on top of Blaine’s for a moment.

“I don’t know who it was or what exactly they meant, but my parents got the transfer papers written before that week was out. And thus, I started at Dalton.”

“You’re safe here.” Kurt said and put the final piece of filling into the stuffed  puppy. “Let’s talk about something else. What do you want to be when you get older? You’ve never told me that either.”

Blaine smiled and blushed slightly, he too putting the last piece of stuffing in his toy. “An architect.”

“Wow, that’s really cool.” Kurt said. “Have you looked at any colleges?”

“It looks just like me!” Kurt exclaimed when Blaine moved the finished penguin from behind his back.

Blaine laughed. “I couldn’t find any Marc Jacobs clothing for him though.” He handed it to Kurt. “I made it for you.”

Kurt made an “aaaww”-noise as he accepted the penguin with one hand. “What’s his name?”

“Kurt, of course.” Blaine made an exaggerated eye roll and smiled. “How did yours turn out?”

Kurt moved the furry puppy from behind his own back and held it up. “Tadaa!” he exclaimed.

“He’s awesome. What’s his name?”

“Blaine, of course.” Kurt copied Blaine’s eye roll and grinned.

Blaine looked around the store and then pecked Kurt’s lips quickly.

“I’m gonna give them both to Bella.” Kurt said suddenly during their dinner at the restaurant.

“What?” Blaine asked after swallowing his bite of food.

“Kurt and Blaine. The penguin and puppy.”

“Oh. That’s very nice of you, Kurt. But you can keep them. She has her fish.” Blaine smiled and took another bite.

“A kid can’t just have ONE stuffed animal!” Kurt said like it was the most outrageous thing he’d ever heard. “I had hundreds. Besides, that way she’ll have us with her even when we can’t be there in person.”

“That’s so sweet.” Blaine squeezed Kurt’s knee under the table.

Kurt and Blaine walked down the hallway to Blaine’s dorm room hand in hand.

“Wait, Kurt. I have to get Bella.” Blaine said as Kurt led him past Rita’s door.

“Later. First I have to drop you off at your door, like a gentleman.” Kurt said and stopped in front of Blaine’s door.

Blaine giggled. “Oh.” He unlocked his door and turned to Kurt. “I had an amazing time tonight.”

“Me too.” Kurt smiled and grabbed Blaine’s other hand too.

Blaine blushed to the tips of his ears. “Thank you.”

“No, thank you!” Kurt leaned forward and kissed Blaine slowly but intently.

Blaine untwined their fingers and put his arms around Kurt’s neck as they kissed.

Kurt pulled his head back but kept his hands where they now rested on Blaine’s hips. “You should go get Bella.”

Blaine leaned his forehead against Kurt’s. “Will you go on another date with me?”

“Of course.” Kurt smiled and angled his head forward, pressing their lips together. “But I need to get going now or dad will worry.”

Blaine sighed and released his hold on Kurt after a last kiss. “Goodnight Kurt.”

“Goodnight.”

Monday the 23rd of August 2010

Blaine carried the car seat with a sleeping Bella up the grand staircase early on Monday morning. A few boys in blazers looked at him as he passed, but not unkindly. Some even introduced themselves and shook his free hand.

He had the first half of the day off so he went straight to his new room. His parents had been there the day before and left all of his and Bella’s things. He unlocked the door with the right number on it in the hallway full off dorm rooms and realized most of his things had been unpacked - most likely by his mother - so he could just start living in it right away.

Blaine moved Bella into her crib carefully and sat down on the bed. This was his home for the rest of the school year.

There was a soft knock on the door and a woman entered and introduced herself as the babysitter Blaine’s mother had hired to take care of Bella while Blaine was in class.

“I have to get some things ready before my first class, but I’ll be back after three, okay?” Blaine said to the woman as she sat down in Blaine’s desk chair.

“Okay. I’ll stay in here this first day and you can start bringing her over tomorrow.”

Blaine walked over to the crib, bent down and kissed Bella’s forehead before leaving the room with his messenger bag. He felt empty and anxious already.

After a meeting with the principal and getting a folder filled with all the stuff he was going to need for his first day, Blaine had eaten lunch and was now sitting in his very first private school class.

“Pssst.” someone whispered while Blaine was meticulously copying notes from the blackboard. Blaine looked to his left where a boy with a round face and very stylish hair sat. “Excuse me, do you have an extra pencil that I could borrow?”

“Yeah, sure.” Blaine said quickly, rummaging through his pencil case and picking out a red one that he then handed to the boy.

“Thanks.” The boy immediately started copying down notes and Blaine continued with his own.

“Excuse me?”

Blaine stopped walking down the hallway and turned to face the round-faced boy again.

“I forgot to give you your pencil back after class. Here.” he handed the red pencil back to Blaine who put it in his pocket. “Oh, I’m sorry.” The boy held his hand out. “I’m Trent Eriksen. Nice to meet you.”

“Blaine Anderson.” he responded and shook his hand. “Nice to meet you too.”

“So what’s your next class?” Trent asked and started walking beside Blaine down the hallway.

Friday the 1st of April 2011

For their second date Blaine took Kurt to a very fancy restaurant. So fancy in fact, that Kurt felt like his teeth were filed down from munching on diamonds. Blaine kept apologizing that the date was boring, but Kurt kept reassuring him that it was lovely and that the most important thing was that Blaine was there with him.

After dinner – that Blaine of course paid for, since he too was a gentleman – they saw a romantic comedy at the cinema. They watched about half before agreeing that the plot was boring and that they’d much rather talk in the almost empty theater. They did so for a few minutes before they started kissing. Which they continued doing until the credits started rolling. Kurt was very happy with this, because now that he could kiss Blaine all the time he didn’t want to do much else at all.

When the date was over Kurt called his dad and asked for permission to stay with Blaine at Dalton for the weekend because they had a huge test to study for, which was of course a lie. Burt had agreed with very little questions, much to both boys’ surprise even though things like this had happened before. They had agreed that Kurt should spend a whole day with Blaine and Bella to see what it was like, now that they had had more than one date and were officially dating. Except no one knew about it yet. Not even their friends in the Warblers.

Thursday the 26th of August 2011

When Blaine had found the gym the day before he had decided that he would go there boxing three days a week. Trent had not wanted to join him, both because he hated the gym and because he had to make a phone call to his older sister.

So today Blaine had put his gym-clothes on and stood punching a sandbag for over an hour before hitting the shower. When he was done and dried his hair off he accidentally bumped into someone. “Oh! I’m so sorry.” he said as he removed the towel from his head, revealing a guy with blonde bangs in front of him.

“No problem.” the guy said happily and pulled his shirt the rest of the way on. “I’m Jeff Ebenheart by the way.” he then added and shook Blaine’s hand.

“Blaine Anderson.”

“You’re hardcore, dude. I saw you with the punching bag.”

“Oh, yeah…” Blaine blushed slightly and scratched the back of his neck. “Got some stuff to get out.”

“Well, working out is a great way to do that.”

“I guess.” Blaine moved to his locker and started pulling his clean clothes out.

“You like to sing, man?” Jeff asked and grinned.

“Yeah.” Blaine perked up. “Why?”

“Well, I assume you’re new to Dalton since I’ve never seen you before, so you probably don’t know. But we have a singing group here and I was thinking you might wanna join?”

“A Glee club?”

“Yeah! The Warblers are like rock stars! Everybody at this school thinks they’re super-cool. I joined last year and it’s so much fun. And we’re all like a family.”

“Sounds amazing.”

“You should audition. We have our first meeting on the seventh of September.”

“I’ll think about it. Thank you.”