A/N: Kurt Hummel must be protected at all costs. I remember a interview with Chris Colfer, where he talked about how women will hug him and refuse to let go and they have to be forcibly dragged off. I thought that was kinda hilarious! And also a little creepy, but hey. That precious cherub face, with his lil book series and angelic voice, too good for this world. I've always wanted to write a 5 + 1 so here ya go. This will combine all the things I love like angst, hurt/comfort, humor, Kurt, baby Kurt, completely functional and lovable relationships, did I mention Kurt? Enjoy and please review.

P.s If you haven't read it yet, or you're interested, please check out my in-progress series You Found Me. Kurt is a guardian angel, sent to save Blaine's life. I would love to get a few more follows! And of course it makes me happy to know people are reading and enjoying my stories. Have a great day babes!

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1. Loss

It may be hard to imagine when you can't see beyond his perfected bitch face and demeanor of upmost superiority, but once upon a time Kurt Hummel was a very happy child. Life was simpler back in the days of his early childhood, long before high school and ignorant intolerance suffocated his optimism.

When Kurt was four years old, he knew he liked tea parties and other girly things and that was okay. He didn't think it was weird or wrong and his parents never discouraged him. He played with action figures but unlike other boys his toys didn't fight, they got married. Kurt would spend hours planning and acting out their fabulous weddings and it was glorious.

Kurt was happy and he loved his parents more than anything in the world. But for the first time in his life, he would lose something that was very important to him. While the Kurt of the future had already experienced much loss and pain, learning to cope with his attitude of superiority and biting wit, the Kurt of the past had so far been successfully sheltered from anything that would jade him.

He didn't know bad things could happen suddenly and without reason, like in the middle of the night, when he woke up to his mommy retching in the bathroom and his daddy comforting her. Kurt didn't know about loss, how someone could just disappear from your life without warning. But he knew he had a very bad feeling.

Kurt hated the hospital. It was loud and too bright, and it smelled like a horrible mixture of bleach and sick people. Kurt had a very sensitive nose just like his mommy. He was pretty sure his daddy's nose was broken. It had to be since he had the smelliest socks in the world.

He didn't want to be here, even if he was only visiting. And he didn't want to think about how his mommy had been here for weeks and when was she coming home? Kurt missed the smell of her flowery perfume, and he missed her cooking because his daddy might fix cars but he wasn't a very good cook. Kurt decided it was for the best if his mommy didn't know he had two or three slim jims and burnt toast for breakfast every morning since she'd been gone.

But as long as he got to hug her everyday, and tell her about his day, and give her his homemade Get Well Soon cards, Kurt tolerated the hospital for the time being. Besides, his mommy wouldn't be here for much longer.

He stared out the window at the buildings passing by and hummed along to the song playing on the radio. Maybe he should ask daddy just to be sure. He looked towards the drivers seat where his daddy was, wearing his ball cap like always. Kurt didn't like hats because they messed up his hair.

"Mommy's coming home soon, isn't she daddy?"

His daddy met his eyes in the rear view mirror and Kurt thought he looked pretty sad. "I sure hope so, kiddo."

Kurt bit his lip and turned to watch the moving scenery again. Please be okay mommy.

Kurt stared at the casket being lowered into the ground. How could his mommy be inside that wooden box, stiff and cold? It seemed like only yesterday when she was alive and joyful, singing in a lovely soprano voice and swinging Kurt around with her as she danced.

I want my mom. I want my mommy.

Kurt didn't realize he was crying but his daddy did. He was scooped up into his father's arms like he was four years old again, but it didn't matter in that moment that he was getting too old to be picked up. Nothing really mattered that day because he was heartbroken and he needed his daddy's love and comfort. He buried his face in Burt's neck and sobbed quietly.

He didn't remember falling asleep but he woke up as his daddy was buckling him in. Burt kissed his forehead and draped his coat over Kurt's lap. "It's okay, kiddo. It's gonna be okay."

Kurt rubbed his eyes and pulled the coat up so he could put his little arms through the sleeves. The coat practically engulfed him but he didn't care. It smelled like his daddy, like cheap cologne and grease, but it made him feel safe. He felt pretty vulnerable and scared right now.

His daddy drove and it was silent for a little while, before Burt reached to turn the radio up and oh it was this song- their song!

You are the sunshine of my life
That's why I'll always be around

Burt started singing along, loudly and a little tone deaf, but this was their special song.

You are the apple of my eye
Forever you'll stay in my heart
I feel like this is the beginning

Though I've loved you for a million years
And if I thought our love was ending
I'd find myself drowning in my own tears

You are the sunshine of my life
That's why I'll always stay around
You are the apple of my eye
Forever you'll stay in my heart

Kurt didn't smile, he wouldn't for a long time. But he knew he daddy loved him and love prevailed over loss. Everything would be okay.

~tbc~