Aug. 4, 2012, 7:01 p.m.
Adventures in being Daddies.
Nightmares and late night lullabies.
A short drabble about Kurt and Blaine with their son Ben.
K - Words: 631 - Last Updated: Aug 04, 2012 1,458 0 1 0 Categories: Cotton Candy Fluff, Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, OC, Tags: established relationship, futurefic, kidfic, hurt/comfort,
Blaine awoke to the noise of wailing through the baby monitor. He leaned over, gently kissing his husband on the forehead while he tossed, preparing to tend to the screaming baby in the next room.
"I got him.." He whispered, his voice rough from sleep. Kurt only smiled weakly and turning to fall back into a dreamless sleep.
Blaine padded barefoot down the hall to the small room with light green walls and brown accents. He stood infront of the crib to see his ten month old son with his eyes clenched shut, screaming. Nightmares had become a nightly thing with Ben, and there was no way to stop them. Just only to hope that they would end soon. He picked up the screaming child and slightly moved his shoulders.
"Hey buddy.. Wake up..It's just a dream." he soothed. The small boy opened his eyes, only to whimper and bury his head in Blaine's shoulder. "It's okay.." he repeated and rocked him back and forth, moving him so he was holding him much like a newborn. Green eyes stared up at him.
"See, you're okay.." He rocked back and forth, shifting his weight from one leg to the other, a gentle hand running up and down the baby's back.
I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on
He sang through the words of the song, rocking still watching the little boy carefully. He looked down at the green eyes that were starting to get covered by the tiny eyelids falling on top of them, he wondered how he'd ever gotten so lucky.
I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it
They'll never allow me to change
But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong
I'm movin' on
Blaine looked down at the almost asleep figure in his arms, he knew that the nightmares were something that he would never want his baby to go through, but this time that he got with him, this middle of the night time, when he had nothing to do but sing to his son until he fell asleep. He loved watching the beautiful green eyes stare up at him in wonder.
I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone
He stared down at Ben, who was now fast asleep in his arms. He gently eased his son back into the crib, silently begging him not to wake back up. He tiptoed to the door before only shutting it slightly so that the noise wouldn't wake him again. He walked back to his bedroom, lying down and turning to fall back asleep. Two sleepy rms wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer. He smiled at the embrace and pulled himself closer. He turned so that he was face to face with the brunette.
"Was he okay?"
"He was fine.. Just another nightmare. I had it under control." He smiled sleepily, closing in on his husband and kissing him, missing his mouth due to the darkness around them. Kurt sighed contently, embracing his husband. "Get some sleep.. You know he'll be up bright and early ready to play tomorrow."
Blaine smiled in response, knowing the statement was probably true. "You're right. Love you." He whispered. He was sure he'd heard a sleepy mumbling of 'I love you too'