“Hey little man,” Blaine cooed as he held Cole against his chest, “Papa loves you.”

“Have I told you yet how sexy you look holding our angel,” Kurt whispered, “you are amazing.”

“You are too for bringing him into the world,” Blaine whispered back. As he leaned in for a kiss he noticed him wince, “what's wrong?”

Kurt groaned, “my chest hurts. This might sound weird, but it feels like my nipples are on fire. They are tingling.”

“Have you considered breastfeeding,” Judy asked when she walked up behind Kurt as he made his comment.

“I did, but Dr. Benatur said that it's rare that a male can breastfeed.”

“Well, as much time as you have gotten to spend skin to skin with Cole you might be able too. That might be why your chest hurts if the milk is beginning to come in,” she said to Kurt, “did you want to try it out?”

“Sure,” Kurt said as he began unbuttoning his shirt as he settled into the oversized chair. Once he had gotten comfortable Blaine placed Cole against Kurt's chest and he offered him a nipple. Surprisingly within a few moments Cole was attempting to latch on, and with a little help from Judy he successfully began to nurse.

“We will keep a close eye on his vitals as long as he is trying to nurse because sometimes preemies have suck, swallow, and breathe issues, but if you look at the way he's sucking you can tell he's actually getting something,” Judy said as she excused herself.

“You are both so beautiful,” Blaine whispered as he sat down next to Kurt.

“Thanks,” Kurt smiled as he leaned into Blaine's embrace as Cole continued to eat.

**

Later that afternoon Kurt slumped in the seat next to Blaine in the waiting room of Dr. Benatur's office. He hoped that the appointment would go quickly so he could get back to the NICU to feed Cole. He had agreed to this appointment in advance so he could get discharged from the hospital a few days early. He was missing a feeding, and his chest felt like it had two rocks buried inside of it, and since most men could not breastfeed he hadn't figured out how to relieve the full feeling yet besides letting Cole nurse.

“Kurt Hummel,” the nurse called and took him back to the exam area where he continued to shift uncomfortably in his chair.

“Are you okay? You look really uncomfortable,” Blaine asked.

“Yah, I need to nurse Cole so I hope this goes fast.”

“Hi Kurt, Blaine, how's Cole,” Dr. Benatur smiled as she walked in.

“He's doing great, and he actually wanted to nurse yesterday!”

“That's amazing, I have only had one other male patient that was able to breastfeed. Best suggestion I have is to get the smallest pump flange that you can find, and pump every three to four hours when you aren't with Cole. If that idea freaks you out just use lots of warm packs to help the pain. If you notice any swelling after the first few days then you might have to much milk and will need to pump, but that would be rare. How is your pain everywhere else?”

“Still tender but it doesn't hurt every time I move like it did at the beginning,” Kurt said as he laid back to allow the doctor to examine him.

“Stitches still look good, and you seem to be healing quickly. I want to see you in 3 weeks for a final check,” the young doctor smiled as she she left the room.

“Ready to go see Cole,” Blaine asked as he stood up and put on his coat.

“Yes, I need to get this weight off my chest,” Kurt smiled before grabbing Blaine's hand so they could head to the hospital.

**

“Kurt, how are you doing,” Mercedes asked. She had heard about what was going on with Kurt, Blaine, and Cole from Finn and Rachel and wanted to make sure things had settled down.

“I am doing better. I am still incredibly sore and tired, but I'm trying to spend as much time at the hospital as I can. I am one of the rare cases of male pregnancy that can actually breastfeed, and Cole has taken well to it. Dad and Carol are going to try and stay through the first week of January to help us rotate time at the NICU between feeding, but if something changes with the shop Dad said he would go back and Carol said she could stay another week or so.”

“Do you want me to come in and help also?”

“I would love it if you could, but they won't let anyone in the NICU that isn't a parent or grandparent, and in the next few weeks since he has been responding well to all the treatments they are planning on moving him from the level three care to level two. Once he is in level two that would be a good time to come visit.”

“Are Blaine's parents coming in at all?”

“We don't know yet. They were going to try, but they might have problems changing their original tickets. Blaine said he was going to call her and find out whats going on since we have mainly been playing phone tag.”

“Well at least they are making an effort, and let me know when little man's in level two so I can come snuggle. I gotta run for now keep me posted on everything, and tell Blaine to take care of you both or I'll kick him next time I see him. Love you boo.”

“Love you too,” Kurt said before hanging up the phone.

“Who else do you love,” Blaine smirked as he joined Kurt at the table in the hospital cafeteria, “Let me guess it was Mercedes.”

“Yah, she wants to come in but I told her that it would be better once they transfer him to level two,” Kurt smiled as he sipped his orange juice, “I am so glad he seems to be doing so much better.”

“I can't believe its been three days. I spoke with my mom again today and she is going to be here tomorrow. I finally got the whole story on the flight situation. Basically the change fees for holiday travel were outrageous and the airline was having hell getting her an emergency rate. So dad is coming in next week like planned,” he said as he sipped his coffee, “I am just glad she and Dad have finally come around. I know they haven't been as involved since they have been in Europe, but I can tell they are being genuine.”

“I know,” Kurt said as he stood up slowly, “well I am exhausted what do you say I go feed Cole one more time before we go home. Dad and Carole should be here soon.

“I think it's a great plan,” Blaine said as they joined hands and walked toward the elevators to go see their little man.