The next day, Kurt got to Blaine's house early, but it was just as Blaine pulled into the driveway. “Oh, thank God you're here. I have a stupid meeting that I have to be back for in like, ten minutes. I should make it just in time.” He unbuckled Damian from his car seat and pulled him into a tight hug. “I love you, buddy. Be good for Kurt.” He turned to Kurt as he climbed back into his car and handed him the house key. “Thank you, Kurt.”

“You're welcome,” Kurt called as Blaine backed out of the drive. He opened the door and turned to Damian. “So, what are we doing today?”

Damian led Kurt to the playroom again and pulled out his Legos. “Help me build a castle, please?”

Kurt smiled. “Sure thing.” They sat building with the blocks and chatting about any topic Damian came up with until it was time for dinner. “Let's go see what we can find for dinner.”

“Yeah!” Damian cheered, running toward the kitchen.

Kurt laughed as he followed. As they ate, Damian told Kurt stories about his day. He spoke animatedly and Kurt smiled, wondering if he had picked the habit up from his father. After dinner, they went to watch television.

“I want to watch Mickey.”

“I don't know if Mickey is on right now.”

Damian grabbed the remote off of the coffee table and pulled up the DVR list. “See? Mickey.” Kurt smiled and settled in with his homework as Damian watched. “Kurt. Watch with me.”

“I am.” He tried to pay attention to his homework, but kept getting distracted and finally gave up and watched with Damian. Several episodes later, he looked at the time. “I guess your dad's got a late night tonight. Go put on your PJs for me, please.”

Kurt read to Damian for only a few minutes before Damian fell asleep. He smiled and turned off the light, closed the door and headed for the living room to finish his homework. When he was finished, he looked at the time and his eyes widened. He decided that Blaine would understand if he slept, so he curled up on the couch and closed his eyes.

Blaine woke Kurt up when he got home. “Hey,” Kurt smiled, then realized where he was and sat up quickly. “Sorry, sorry.”

“It's okay. You must have been having a pretty good dream.”

Kurt blushed. “Tell me I didn't talk in my sleep.” He had been having a good dream, but that didn't mean he wanted Blaine to know what he was dreaming about.

Blaine shook his head. “No, but you were smiling, so I just assumed.”

“Yeah. It was really good.” Kurt refused to meet Blaine's eyes.

“Sorry I'm so late. How did it go?”

Kurt finally met Blaine's eyes and he smiled. “It went great. He's a good kid.”

Blaine smiled warmly. “Thanks. I really appreciate all your help. Oh, before I forget, the key I gave you earlier is yours. In case you decide to take him out to eat or to the park. Feel free to let yourself in if you get here before we do, though.”

“Wow, you're really trusting.”

Blaine shrugged. “I've already trusted you with my most prized possession.” They shared a smile.

He was standing close. So close Kurt could just lean forward a few inches and... Kurt shook the thoughts that were running through his head. “I should go. It's late.”

Blaine cleared his throat nervously. “Yeah. Thanks again, Kurt.”

“You're welcome.” Kurt gathered his things and Blaine walked him to the door, waving as Kurt pulled out of the drive. Kurt got home and had no trouble falling asleep and right back into the dream he had been having.