“Hey honey” Blaine called out when he heard the door open. He had had the day off work and was basically sat at home waiting for his family to return.

“Hi Dad” he heard Lizzie call back.  He heard her begin to run up the stairs and he frowned slightly. Normally, she came and spoke to him or Kurt for a while before she disappeared to her room.

“You okay Liz?” he shouted, from the foot of the stairs.

“Fine Dad” she sounded unusually happy.

“Lizzie, what’s happened?”

“Nothing, I’m just great”

“I’m not having this conversation with you while we are both in separate parts of the house and I’m practically shouting at you. Now get your butt down here!”

Lizzie appeared at the top of the stairs, giving her a father a quizzical look but she walked slowly towards him anyway.

“Now, why do you have the look of a cat that got the cream?” he asked his daughter, placing an arm around her shoulders.

“I just had a good day. That’s all”

“And what did this good day include?”

“I, um, well. Okay, Dad, please, please don’t go all embarrassing or protective on me but I kind of have a date on Friday night” she said, the smile she had been trying to keep back breaking onto her face when she said the last words.

“No way! Who? Tell me everything about him, where are you going? Wait, how old he is?” Blaine began to ramble.

“Dad, dad, dad!” she said putting a finger to his lips. “You know when I said, don’t be embarrassing? Yeah”

“Sorry” Blaine said sheepishly. “But come on, talk to your old man” punching her lightly on the shoulder.

“Fine so, his name is Nick, he’s 14, he’s in my history class, he’s very cute, he’s really sweet and I’ve liked him for a while. This afternoon, in history he sent me a note saying ‘Dinner on Friday?’ with a smiley face and kisses and so I said yes. And I’m happy” she said quickly.

“Aw, well he sounds lovely, happy for you sweetheart but still, go do your homework now. Also, do you want to tell Kurt about your little date or shall I?”

“You can do it, Dad is worse than you for being embarrassing”

“Excuse me?” said Kurt’s voice as he opened the front door.

“Dad! Hey!” Lizzie exclaimed, blushing a little herself.

“Hi babe” Blaine greeted his husband with a quick peck on the lips.

“Now what’s this about me being embarrassing? What’s going on?” Kurt said, looking pointedly at his daughter.

“I have a date on Friday night, he’s nice, he’s cute and I gotta go” she rushed the words out before dashing back upstairs.

“She has a date?” Kurt turned to Blaine, his eyes widening.

“Apparently so”

“Well, I’m happy for her, bless”

It was about 9 ‘o’ clock on Friday night. Kurt and Blaine were sat anxiously on the couch, their eyes flicking towards the door every few seconds.

Soon enough, they heard a pair of voices coming up the garden path. “Come on” Kurt whispered to Blaine and they crept forward, craning their necks to try and hear what was being said.

“I had a really good time tonight, Nick. Thank you for dinner. And for walking me home, it was very gentlemanly of you” they heard Lizzie say.

“My pleasure, beautiful. So, I’ll call you?”

“Sure, so good night”

“Night”

Kurt and Blaine then heard the soft but unmistakeable sound of a kiss. Blaine clutched tightly at Kurt’s arm and Kurt bit his lip to ensure Lizzie wouldn’t hear anything.

Once Nick had walked away, a voice said “I know you are both there. Let me in you pair of idiots!”

“Hi sweetie” Kurt and Blaine said together.

“Okay, stop being creepy, I will tell you all about it” she said, laughing.

Kurt and Blaine practically jumped on the couch, eagerly waiting for Lizzie to start talking.

“You are acting like toddlers!” she said, shaking her head. “But, well, he took me to that little Italian restaurant down the road, he paid for dinner, he was sweet, he asked me about you two and he even said he saw Aunt Rachel when she was on Broadway. We went for a walk for a while and he gave me his jacket when it got cold, then he brought me back here and well you heard the rest”

“Sounds perfect Liz”

“It was”

One Month Later

“Dad, can Nick come to dinner some point this week?”

Blaine looked at Kurt who was smirking. “Of course he can, I’ve been waiting to meet this boyfriend of yours”

“Thanks” Lizzie said, and she bounced off back upstairs.

Kurt and Blaine both began to laugh after she was gone. “Oh we are gonna enjoy this so much” Kurt said between laughs.

Blaine put his hand up for his husband to high-five him.

Two nights later, the four were sat around the dinner table, Kurt was so far impressed with Nick, he was polite and considerate, he shared small smiles with Lizzie when he though no-one was looking and he seemed like a good guy.

“So Nick, tell us about your family” Blaine asked.

“Well, typical family really, my parents are still together, I have a little sister and an older brother, nothing unusual.”

“What do you want to do when you’re older?” Blaine continued the interrogation.

“I like what you do if I’m honest Mr Anderson-Hummel, producing and music, it seems fun”

“Ah, it is fun and please call me Blaine”

“so um, Blaine, how did you two meet?”

“At high school”

The conversation carried on for a while, Blaine decided he liked this kid. He was nice. “Now Nick, how would you like to see Lizzie as a baby?”

Elizabeth kicked her father under the table “No, don’t”

“I would love to” Nick said smiling.

Blaine jumped up to get her baby pictures, one of her cuddling a stuffed purple teddy, one of her being kissed on the cheek by Kurt.

“Aw, Liz, you were so cute. Still are” Nick said, kissing his girlfriend on the cheek briefly.

Once Nick had left later that night, Lizzie asked “So you approve?”

“We approve” her parents answered.

One More Month Later

The door slammed shut with a large bang as Lizzie ran upstairs. Then her door slammed shut.

Kurt looked at Blaine, frowning, their eyes both meeting with confused expressions.

“Lizzie? You okay sweetheart?” Kurt called out.

No answer.

“Do we go talk to her or do we leave her?”

“Attempt to talk to her?” Blaine wondered.

Kurt nodded and the pair headed off upstairs.  Kurt knocked on the door of Lizzie’s room. “Liz?”

“Go away” they heard a stifled voice and she was sniffing.

“Hey come on, what’s the matter?” Blaine said softly.

“Just go away”

“Elizabeth” Kurt said sternly, hating himself, they very rarely fought as a family.

“Nick. He, erm, had been texting three other girls behind my back for the past two months and earlier, I found him kissing Angela Barnes. He… he” her voice trailed off as she began to cry.

“Can we come in?” Blaine asked.

“Yeah” a small squeak came from the room.

Lizzie was curled up on her bed, her eyes red and puffy and she attempted a small smile.

“Aww, sweetie” Kurt cooed. Her parents sat either side of her, she leaned her head on Blaine’s shoulder and Kurt took hold of her hand.

“I thought he was nice. I thought he was different”

“Look, Lizzie, there’s gonna be other guys, better ones, I promise you. I thought he was nice too” Kurt said, quietly, squeezing his daughter’s hand comfortingly.

“But you and Dad found each other, the first time. You never saw anyone else”

“What me and your Dad have is rare but not impossible. It just means you are going to have to do some searching before you find your one” Blaine replied.

Lizzie nodded, her eyes closing as she snuggled herself deeper into Blaine’s shoulder. Just before she fell asleep, she whispered “Don’t leave me Daddy. Both of you” Kurt smiled – she hadn’t called him or Blaine ‘Daddy’ for at least 6 years.

“We aren’t going anywhere” Kurt said, moving himself closer to hug his daughter briefly. Him and Blaine laced their hands together above her head and they stayed like that until morning.