Sept. 23, 2012, 3:25 a.m.
Adventures in being Daddies.
Fixing Things.
When Kurt and Blaine get into an argument their kids are there to make sure it gets fixed.
K - Words: 370 - Last Updated: Sep 23, 2012 1,603 0 1 2 Categories: Cotton Candy Fluff, Humor, Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, OC, Tags: established relationship, futurefic, kidfic,
Blaine woke up to Allison bouncing on the bed he was laying on. "Daddy B! Wake up!" She squealed, her three year old voice echoing through the room.
"What is it?!" He sat up. "Is someone hurt, are you okay? Is Ben okay?!"
"No, we're okay.. But are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine baby.." he responsed, visably calming down knowing everything was okay. "What would make you think I wasn't?"
"Because you and Daddy K aren't sleeping in the same bed. Is Daddy K sick and you don't wanna get his germs?"
Blaine would have normally laughed at the small girl but he only sighed, recalling the fight he'd had with Kurt last night. He didn't even remember what it was about, he only remembered it ended with him sleeping in the guest room.
"No I just..Daddy B wasn't very nice last night.."
"Oh.." She looked down at her hands. "Well you shouldn't be mean to Daddy K."
"I know baby, I shouldn't have been."
"And you're gonna have to fix it you know?"
"I know.." He sat in silence for a few short moments.
"So go fix it." She giggled. "Cause if you don't fix it i'm gonna hafta drag you in there and make you kiss daddy."
"What?" He looked down at her.
"Well when you kiss that means you're not fighting, so if you kiss each other that means you're not mad anymore. You can't be mean to each other if you can't move your mouth."
He laughed at the logic of a three year old being told out infront of him.
"So go fix it." She looked up at him more sternly this time. And if you don't fix it I'm gonna take you're toys away.." Blaine's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "When me and Benny fight you take our toys away and put us in time out. So I have to do that to you." She crossed her arms. She was getting really tired of these ridiculous questions.
"So go." She pointed at the door.
He smiled down at his daughter. "I'm going!" He insisted, standing up from the bed and padding down the hallway to he and Kurt's bedroom. He was met halfway by his husband who looked equally as ashamed as he did.
"Can we talk?" They asked practically in unison.