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PoV Blaine:

By the end of the movie Kurt had already fallen asleep, curled up next to me with his head still resting on my shoulder. I smiled as I turned the TV off and carefully scooped Kurt up into my arms, carrying him into the guest room. I laid him down on the bed, tugging the covers over him. Luckily he was still wearing comfortable clothes and I didnt need to change him into something else - that wouldve been a little awkward to explain to him the next morning.

I frowned as I heard Elijah squeaking quietly. Well, now you can prove what a great dad you are, Blaine, I thought to myself as I tip-toed back over to the crib and picked him up, making my way back out of the room and closing the door quietly. I didnt want to wake Kurt, he looked like he could really use a break.

"Its a little late for you to still be up, huh?" I chuckled as I gently kissed Elijahs tiny nose and sat back down on the couch.

He was really the most beautiful human being ever. Even though it was already dark I could see his eyes sparkling up at me from where I had him lying on my chest. "You wanna sleep with me tonight?" I asked, fascinated by eyes that I almost didnt realize why he was actually awake.

But then there was this smell and I definitely knew now, why Elijah had been awake in the first place. "I need to change your diaper, am I right?" I sighed. Well... damn it. I didnt know a single thing about changing a babys diaper. Good that Kurt had gotten diapers and put them in the bathroom so I didnt need to improvise or anything.

"Well, then lets change your diaper." I held him close to my chest as I made my way to the bathroom, putting him down onto the changing-table, sighing as I reached for the diapers and baby wipes. Okay, keep calm. You can do this, I told myself, taking a deep breath as I looked down at Elijah, who instantly began crying.

"Oh no, no, no. Shh, dont cry, please." Now, I was definitely panicking. "Hush, little baby, dont say a word...Daddys gonna buy you a mockingbird," I began singing quietly, still a little unsure if that would work. "And if that mockingbird wont sing, Daddys gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns brass, Daddys gonna buy you a looking glass." Slowly Elijah stopped crying, looking up at me a little confused before he started smiling. Was he smiling? I wondered what he mustve been thinking. Maybe something like Daddy, stop singing and take those freakin diapers off!

"Alright, here goes nothing," I mumbled, taking the old diaper off, scrunching up my nose a little. "Geez, you can be lucky that youre so adorable." I chuckled, reaching for the new one and unfolding it, before lifting him up by his feet, putting it underneath him. Quickly I reached for one of the wipes, cleaning him properly before I fixed the diaper a little, looking down at my work. "I did a quite good job at that now, didnt I?"

I was at least a little proud that I managed to put on his diaper. But as I was about to button his onsie, I stopped, remembering the shirt and pants Id gotten for him before I went to see them in the hospital. "Ive got a little something for you, baby boy." I grinned and picked him up again, turning off the lights in the bathroom before I got to my own bedroom. Walking into my closet I picked up the small paper bag, deciding to give it a try and dress him up.

"Getting a little sleepy there, hm?" I asked as I saw Elijahs eyes dropping. "You can go back to sleep after I put those on you, alright?" We sat down on the bed and I laid him onto the pillows, waiting for him to be comfortable before I took the shirt with the little monkey on it. The moment Id seen it, I hadnt managed to fight the urge to not get it, since Id known it would look cute on him.

I took his onsie off, rubbing his sides gently. "I hope you wont get mad were making you take a bath tomorrow, sweetie." I chuckled, gently pulling the shirt over his head and carefully taking his one arm, getting it through the sleeve with much effort. "Second one," I mumbled, taking his hand and tugging it through the other sleeve, sighing in relieve when I lifted him up and tugged the shirt down a little more. "There we go, now your pants." The pants luckily were easier than the shirt and I put them on in no time.

"You look adorable, baby boy." Smiling proudly down at him I quickly got up and stripped out of my clothes, neatly folding them and putting them onto the chair in the closet. "Now lets get some sleep, right?" I said softly and took a few pillows, putting them around the bed, making sure he wouldnt roll over and fall down or anything. I shifted and pulled him into my arms, both of us falling asleep not long after.

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PoV Kurt:

I woke up a little late in the morning, letting out a content sigh as I stretched on the huge bed, snuggling further into the pillows. I frowned as I heard Blaines voice coming from outside of my room, rubbing my eyes sleepily.

Slowly I got up, yawning softly as I realized I was still in my clothes from last night. And how had I even gotten into the bed? Shrugging lightly I walked out of my room, glancing around and following Blaines voice which eventually led me into the kitchen. "Morning," I smiled softly, looking him up and down. He was standing with his back to me, only in his boxers. I swallowed and blushed lightly.

"Oh? Hi, good morning." Blaine chuckled as he turned around, holding Elijah to his chest. "Howd you sleep?"

"Surprisingly good. Did Elijah sleep with you tonight?" I asked, walking over and reaching out for my baby, raising my eyebrows as I saw the outfit. "Whered you get those clothes from?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Uh, well, I got them when Finn texted me about you being in hospital." He shrugged lightly, leaning against the counter. "I hope thats okay with you."

I glanced at the monkey shirt again, nodding my head. "He looks adorable. But... did you already change his diaper?"

"Actually, yes. Last night and a few minutes ago. Im pretty proud of my work, actually. He was crying though last night, and since I didnt want to wake you I began singing to him and I think he liked it." Blaine smiled and kissed the top of our sons head.

I was really impressed. First Blaine said he didnt want to be a father and now this. He changed his diaper, got him clothes and it seemed like he even already fed him.

"Really? Did you even learn how to change diapers?" I found myself asking, chuckling softly as he shook his head.

"Nope. I mean, I watched my brother once when he changed his little girls, but geez. Thats a little while ago actually." He laughed and scratched his neck lightly.

"Well, then. I have to say Im really impressed. I mean... for someone who didnt want to have a baby." I shrugged lightly, stroking Elijahs back softly.

"Yeah..." Blaine sighed, clearing his throat and reaching for his cup of coffee. "You want some coffee?" I know what he was doing. Avoiding the subject. But maybe he just wasnt ready to talk, and I had to respect that.

"Um, sure," I nodded, "So...you dont have to go to work today, right?"

"Yeah, well, its Christmas this Friday and like I said, Ill take some time off. I can work from home too, so that wont be a problem." Blaine nodded, leading us into the living room and placed our cups on the table, sitting cross-legged. "Whyd you ask?"

"Well, you said that we dont know each other that good, so...why dont we work on that? We should talk things out, dont you think?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Yeah, well..I think youre right." He nodded, a small sigh escaping his lips.

"And now that we agreed on that... I want to ask you something, but its perfectly fine if you dont want to tell me, so Ill just..yeah." I fiddled nervously with Eliajhs shirt, biting my bottom lip before I met Blaines eyes again. "Actually its two questiones-"

"Kurt. Just ask," Blaine chuckled.

"Why did you never think about having children yourself... and, why did you come back to me?"