Kurt is married to Finn and they have a 2 1/2 year old daughter named Katline (Kate-lin). BTW, This is a yaoi with MPREG. Everything's going sort of okay in their marriage, until Puck (Fin's friend from high school) moves next door to them. Is the temptation too much for Kurt.


"No, we don't eat with our hands." Kurt lightly scolded his 2 1/2 year old daughter, Katline, who was trying to eat her breakfast with her hands.

"What about pizza?" She asked Kurt cutely.

"Okay, you eat that with your hands."

"Sandwich?"

"Hands."

"Cand-"

"You know what? I'll just tell you when to eat with your hands, Miss Smarty Pants." Kurt told his daughter as lightly thumbed her nose. She giggled, then went back to eating her oatmeal. Kurt went back to eating his toast and apple jelly.

"DADA!" Katline shouted excitedly when Finn came into the kitchen with a yawn. Finn smiled at her and gave her a big kiss on the top of her head, which caused her to giggle.

"Morning, Driz." Finn told her as he pulled back from the kiss and ruffled her hair. She pouted a little as she fixed it. Finn, then kissed Kurt on his lips.

"Yuck, Dada, Papa!" Katline exclaimed to Kurt and Finn as she covered her eyes.

"Yum, Papa." Kurt whispered to Finn who sat down and grinned at him.

"Hey, you know that call I got last night?" Finn asked Kurt as he stuffed food on his plate.

"More like this morning." It really was this morning at 2:35. What kind of person calls at 2:35 in the morning. "What about it?"

"That was my best friend, Puck." Finn told Kurt as he stuffed his mouth and ate. Kurt winced.

"Chew your food dear." Kurt told Finn, who grinned sheepishly.

"Chew, chew, chew..." Katline chanted.

"Anyway, he's on vacation from football. We got to talking, and he's moving here to Lima, Ohio for a little while." Finn told Kurt excitedly. "He came in last night and unpacked. He invited me over for lunch, and we're gonna lounge around the rest of the day."

"You'll have to tell him that you'll do it tomorrow. You promised me you would take care of Katline while I worked this afternoon." Kurt told Finn, who frowned slightly.

"Why can't I take her there with me?" He asked in confusion.

"I don't want my baby just anywhere with a stranger." Kurt told Finn.

"He' s not a stranger. I went to school with him." Finn told Kurt who snorted as he stood up and put his plate in the skin. Finn pouted and gave Kurt his puppy eyes when he turned around. Kurt sighed as he walked to Katline and got her out of her high chair.

"Finn..."

"PLease..." Finn pleaded. "I don't ask for many things."

"Pulease." Katline mimicked Finn, causing Kurt to sigh again.

"Now you have our daughter against me." Kurt told Finn, who grinned. "Fine...let's just go out to the park. I promised Katline we'd go when it wasn't too hot."

"Hot, hot, hot!"

A COUPLE OF HOURS LATER

"Bye, Sweetie. I'll see you when I get home." Kurt told Katline, who was playing with her stuffed bunny called Kinn. He kissed her cheek, causing her to giggle.

"Don't let them overwork you." Finn warned Kurt lightly, who nodded his head. They both kissed each other, much to Katline's displeasure.

"Bye." Kurt told them one final time. He got in the car and left. Once he was gone, Finn picked up Katline and carried her to the house next door.

"Sup, Dude!" Puck greeted Finn with a slap on the back. Finn grinned at him. "And this little flower must be Kat."

"Katline." Katline corrected Puck, who raised an eyebrow at Finn.

"She gets it from Kurt." Finn told Puck in amusement. "If you were with her all day, you'd see she's more Kurt than Finn."

"Anyway, come in. Pizza just got down and a football game is on." Puck told Finn, who came in with Katline. He took off his jacket and her jacket and placed them on the nearby coat hanger. He sat Katline down in the one seat chair with her stuffed animals. He then plopped down onto one end of the couch. Puck came in with the pizza and sat it down on the table. He then sat down on the other side of the couch. "Dude, the Packers are so gonna whip the Steeler's ass."

"In your dreams." Finn told Puck as he picked up a slice of pizza and started eating. After 20 minutes of trying to entertain herself, Katline became bored.

"Dada?" Katline called.

"Hm...?" Finn said without looking away from the TV.

"Play."

"Not right now, Honey. After the game." Finn told her, earning a pout.

"No'hing to do. Play wit me." Katline told Finn, who shook his head. Katline frowned and threw a stuff animal on the ground. Finn and Puck looked at her.

"Katline..." He said in a warning tone. "Sit there and play with your stuffed animals."

"I want play wit you..." She told him while giving him "puppy" eyes. Finn sighed as he leaned over and handed her a slice of pizza.

"Here. I'll play after the game." Finn told her. She wrinkled her nose at the pizza. "What?"

"No, milk." She told Finn, who quickly took the pizza and slapped his forehead.

"What's wrong?" Puck asked curiously. The game was now on commercial.

"She's lactose-intolerant. Milk causes her sever stomach pains and red rashes." Fine told Puck. "Kurt would kick my ass if I gave her milk again."

"Again?" Puck asked Finn, who winced. "Don't want to know?"

"Don't want to know." Finn confirmed. "Do you have anything she can chow on."

"I have some chips and grapes. I don't know why I have grapes though." Puck said as he stood up. "So, what's it gonna be Kat?"

"KatLINE." She reminded Puck, who snorted in amusement. "Grapes."

Puck went and got the grapes and gave them to Katline, who started eating happily.

TEN MINTUES LATER

"Is game over, Dada?" Katline asked Finn.

"Not yet, Honey." He answered. Katline sighed as she glanced at her father and Puck. She quietly slid off of the chair and decided to explore Puck's house. The first bedroom was empty. The second one was a bathroom. The last bedroom had a huge bed with black sheets and white pillows. The walls were covered in playboy AND playgirl pin ups.

"KATLINE!" Uh-oh...Katline winced. She knew that tone. Her dada was angry and worried. She heard footsteps. "What the heck are you doing back here?"

"No'hing to do." She answered while looking down. "Lots of nakey grils and boys! Dada, why do boys have the long thing?"

"Uh..." Frinn didn't know what to say. Kurt would kill him if he scarred their little girl's mind.

"That's to tell if they're a boy or a girl." Puck told her. "Now, let's play at game. You like games?"

"Games!" She cheered as Puck picked her up and left the room. Finn sighed in relief and followed them.


"NO! She's my princess!" Puck told Finn as they fought with "swords" (actually two brooms). Katline giggled when Puck was slayed by Finn.

"May I have this kiss?" Finn dramatically asked Katline, who nodded. He gave her a big sloppy wet kiss, earning a row of giggles and "ews". She then gave a yawn. Finn picked her up. "Nap time."

"Kay..." She agreed and drifted off quickly.

"Night, Kat." Puck told her. "You can lay her on the guest bed in the guest room."

"Katline.." Katline whispered sleepily, earning an amused look from both Finn and Puck.

They both went back to the living room and sat down.

"Who would have thought that you'd be a natural "father"?" Puck teased Finn, who blushed and shrugged. "I always thought you were in love with Quinn."

"I am-was in love was in love with her." Finn said, hoping that Puck didn't notice his mistake.

"What happened?" Puck asked curiously.

"She cheated on me, got pregnant. I got drunk and...well slept with Kurt. Kurt got pregnant, and we got married." Finn told Puck the short version of the story. Puck gave a dramatic whistle.

"What does your hubby, Kurt, look like?" He asked Finn, who sighed happily.

"He's got pale and fair skin that's really soft. His hair is...really brown clean and soft too. His eyes are a really pretty blue." Finn told Puck, who grinned.

"Sounds like a babe."

"He is, but don't let him here you say that." Finn warned Puck. "What about your love life?"

"It's at a stand still." Puck answered with a sigh.

"What about that Broadway actress, Rachael?"

"She and I didn't click..." Puck told him. "It's hard to explain."

"Well, maybe one day, you'll find yourself a Kurt Hummel like I did."

"Yeah..."


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