“Dad, Daddy!!!!!” there were a pair of squeals coming out from across the hall as the sound of four sock clad feet and the pitterpatter of the dogs paws came rushing towards the kitchen as Kurt and Blaine worked around making dinner for the night.

Kurt was chopping the vegetables as Beau, their family dog barked happily and the kids ran with him into the kitchen.

“Guys!” their daughter squealed.

“Weren’t you listening.” 

Kurt dropped the knife before dropping down to the height of their seven year old daughter.

“What is it sweet pea?”

Lizzie looked up at him with her big blue eyes. Kurt smiled warmly running his fingers through her thick brown curls.

“Ryry and me have something important to tell you.” Kurt grinned when his daughter opened her mouth to talk.

“Is it something about that tooth missing in the front of your mouth?”

Lizzie gasped. 

“You ruined it I was supposed to tell you!” she gasped. Her s’s not sounding quite right. 

Kurt looked up at Blaine who had Ryan in his arms just as the boy startubg pointing at his tooth…or lack of.

Blaine dropped down next to Kurt and set Ryan on his feet next to his sister.

“You guys are growing up so fast.” Blaine said softly ignoring the glare that was being sent his way.

“We are big kids now!” Ryan shouted and Blaine laughed.

“That’s right.. and you know what else?”
“What?” they both asked.

“When big girls and boys start losing their teeth guess who comes and visits them?”

“Is it Santa!?” Ryan squeaked.

and Kurt laughed.

“No Ryry it isn’t Santa, he only comes once a year.” 

“Then who is it?” Lizzie asked sweetly.

“Well, when big girls and boys start losing their teeth the tooth fairy comes to visit them.” 

“Oh?” they both stated in unison.

“Yeah!” Blaine agreed.

“The night when you lose a tooth, you put it underneath your pillow and the tooth fairy will come take it and leave you money.”

“Good night!” Ryan shouted getting ready to head towards his room but Kurt grabbed him.

“Oh no, no, not yet young man. First we are going to eat dinner. Then it’s baths and a story..then you get to go to bed.”

“But dad, what about the tooth fairy.”

“She’ll be here when both you and your sister are fast asleep.” 

“But dad, I want to tooth fairy to come now!” 

“You are your father. You are impatient.” Kurt smiled leading his son to the kitchen table. 

“Only, I always get my way.” Blaine winked. 

“Don’t even get me started on that darn dog again Blaine. I never wanted that thing to sleep in our bed.” Kurt hissed as he set the dinner on the table.

Later that night after the kids all have had their showers and were sent to bed, stories both read Kurt and Blaine waited until their children were finally asleep.

They were outside of Lizzie’s opened door. 

Kurt sighed, resting his head on Blaine’s shoulder.

“You are right, they are getting so big.”

“Kurt, they are only seven.”

“I know.” Kurt whispered softly looking longingly at his little girl.

“But it seems just like yesterday that we were holding them both in our arms. Feeding them, teaching them to walk. Now they are going to school, losing teeth, and..”

“Kurt, don’t start. Not today. Wait until they at least get to high school before you start getting all emotional on me. Because when you cry, I cry..and dammit, they are growing up so fast.” Blaine pouted.

Kurt agreed but smiled.

“Okay give me your wallet.”

“Why does it have to be my wallet?”

Kurt rolled his eyes.

“If you want to be oh so technical it’s our wallet now fork it over.” Kurt smiled sweetly as Blaine rolled his eyes playfully before pulling out his wallet and handing it over.

“Thank you.” Kurt stated trotting away into Lizzie’s room quietly.

He looked over his little angel, looking much younger as she slept. Smiling Kurt pulled out a five from the wallet and lifted Lizzie’s pillow softly placing the bill underneath it and grabbing to tooth.

His babies first tooth. 

He placed a kiss on Blaine’s lips the moment he walked out of the room.
It was light and sweet and Blaine grabbed his husbands hand as they made their way next door to Ryan’s room.

They could hear Ryan snoring loudly. 
Blaine chuckled softly.

“You want to do this one?” Kurt asked softly and Blaine nodded taking back the wallet and disappearing into the room.

Blaine looked around for a moment. Remembering how much the room had changed. How much his son has changed, how much he was really growing up. 

He looked down at his son who was still snoring loudly, three of his fingers in his mouth, and a leg dangling off the side. 

Blaine shook his head before pulling Ryan’s foot back up onto the bed and tucking him in.

“I love you Ryry.” he said softly and the boy didn’t stir. 

He could sleep through anything Blaine thought as he himself pulled out a five and placed it under the pillow, tooth in his hand.

Both him and Kurt know that their babies are growing up