Hello! A fluffy Klaine fic for you all… how would you feel about me starting a new story just full of Klaine oneshotes and drabbles? Review if you want me to do that!

The song is, of course, Little Things by One Direction (yes, judge all you want but the song is beautiful).

Enjoy…


"It was a beautiful wedding, Aunt Sarah. Carla looked wonderful," Kurt said, a smile across his lips as he spoke to his aunt. Blaine stood by his side, their hands brushing against each other's like they'd been doing all day; throughout the ceremony, under the table at the dinner and now at the evening do. Knowing that someday they could have this was something to make them happy (even though they'd both agreed the bridesmaids dresses weren't a good look).

"Wasn't she lovely?" Sarah gushed, a tear springing to her eye. "That's the first daughter to go anyway!"

"She won't leave forever, she's just settled down now," Kurt assured and fully took Blaine's hand in his own. They'd both come back to Ohio for the weekend to attend Kurt's cousin's wedding. Since they were second and third year in college, they hadn't been sure if they'd be able to make it, especially whenever Blaine was given a huge assignment to be handed in on the Monday afterward. However, when Kurt's five and seven year old cousins had called them two weekends previously and positively begged them both to come, they couldn't say no.

"I know that honey," Sarah smiled and pet Kurt's arm before directing her gaze towards Blaine. "And how are you? You're looking very different from the last time we saw each other."

The last time they'd seen each other had been over Christmas during Blaine's first year at Harvard whenever he still gelled his hair, shaved regularly and looked decidedly more dapper. Not that he was scrappy now, just different. His curls were loose and he had a five o'clock shadow on his face. His suit was slim fitted, navy blue with a charcoal tie. It matched Kurt's charcoal suit and navy blue tie.

Blaine shrugged and smiled. "College changes you, I guess."

"Changes you for the better," Sarah winked and Kurt laughed when he saw Blaine start to blush. "I'm kidding," she smiled and rubbed Blaine's shoulder, "but you both look gorgeous. I'd better go and talk to some more people now, enjoy your night!" she called as she hurried off to talk to one of her old friends.

"Blaaaaaaaaaaaine!" voices cried from the other side of the room and when Kurt and Blaine turned around, they saw a small army of seven little girls running towards them. Kurt sighed exasperatedly; his little cousins had been hanging onto Blaine all day long and he'd promised them all a dance at the evening do. They all crashed into Blaine, ripping his and Kurt's hands apart when he staggered back from the impact.

"Hello girls," he said politely, throwing his arms around them all.

Kurt watched on in amazement. He couldn't understand how Blaine loved children so much. Kurt hated kids before he met Blaine but whenever they started going out, he'd become more open-minded towards them. That didn't necessarily mean that he loved children, he just tolerated them… for Blaine, mostly.

Kurt watched his boyfriend interact with them all and sighed again and Blaine got pulled to the dance floor with Katy and Sophie, the two eldest, to dance around to Jessie J's Domino. Kurt sat at a table, watching Blaine with a smile but still feeling resigned to his fate as wallflower for the night.

As the song changed to Don't Stop Me Now, Grace ran up to Blaine, pulling him away from Katy and Sophie so she could her dance with her. Kurt laughed quietly whenever the other two started to protest, stomping their feet and scowling; he could see Blaine starting to get aggravated. Kurt had no sympathy; it was Blaine's own fault after all.

"Please don't tell me you're getting broody already?" Kurt hadn't even noticed his dad had sat beside him until his gruff voice was right in his ear. Kurt glanced at Burt and let out a single laugh.

"Please Dad, we both know that'll never happen," Kurt replied, turning back to admire Blaine's profile as he spun Grace around.

"Alright," Burt said and finished his drink of lemonade (he was the designated driver). "What if Blaine's broody though?"

"That's stupid," Kurt scoffed. "Blaine would never… get…"

Kurt trailed off, his mouth hanging open as he watched Blaine and realised Burt could be right. Blaine was now spinning Stella, Tracey and Maiya in circles to Tonight's Gonna be a Good Night; he had a large smile on his face and he was laughing with all the girls giggling and squealing. He was talking with them, making them smile and jump up and down as they danced in their little circle, rotating every so often so that they'd all get a chance to hold Blaine's hand.

The song ended and Blaine clapped the band that was playing as they announced they were taking a few moments break. Kurt's cousins all ran off to their families and Blaine smiled as he watched them before looking over to the table Kurt was sitting and saw Kurt watching him. He smiled even wider and started walking towards his boyfriend. As he approached, Burt clapped Kurt's shoulder and got up, walking off before he felt like too much of a third wheel.

"Hey babe," Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's cheek as he sat down. He turned his seat to face Kurt's and placed his hand on his knee. "You look like you're in deep thought."

Kurt shook his head – half to say no to Blaine and half to get rid of the thoughts plaguing his mind – and leant forward, pecking Blaine's lips and not even caring if there were any homophobes in the room that saw.

"Just thinking about what a wonderful boyfriend I have," Kurt smiled when Blaine smiled and he took hold of Blaine's hand.

"Mm," Blaine made a noise of agreement and tilted his head to the side as someone started playing a CD while the band took their break. "I hear he is pretty great."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Not as fabulous as me though."

"Oh no," Blaine grinned and his voice became deeper as his eyes sparkled. "Never as fabulous as you."

Whether it was because of the fact they were attending their first wedding together or the fact Blaine was so comfortable around his family or the fact that everything seemed so perfect these days, Kurt was pretty sure he fell even more in love with the man sitting in front of him.

Just as Kurt was about to lean in and press another kiss to his boyfriend's lips, he was interrupted by a small hand tugging on Blaine's trouser leg and a voice calling his name. Kurt and Blaine broke eye contact and looked down to see Kurt's little cousin, Stacey, standing beside them.

"What's up, honey?" Blaine asked, a smile spreading across his face as if he wasn't just ripped away from his boyfriend again. Kurt let out another frustrated grunt and Blaine gave him an amused look.

"I didn't get a dance," Stacey huffed, playing with a piece of lace on her flower girl dress. Kurt was seconds away from telling her to stop because she'd ruin the dress if she didn't but Blaine had already taken her hand in his and was leading her towards the dance floor. Kurt sighed and decided to head to the bar to see if one of his older relations would buy him alcohol.

"Just in time," Blaine said to Stacey as he hoisted the four year old up into his arms, setting her on his hip. "I love this song."

"I like it too," Stacey agreed, holding onto the lapels of Blaine's blazer.

"You're hand fits in mind like it's made just for me, but bear this in mind it was meant to be," Blaine sang quietly into Stacey's ear as couples started to dance together around them. Stacey smiled and leant her forehead against his.

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me.

Blaine gave Stacey an Eskimo's kiss to which she giggled and he smiled at the beautiful sound. She sighed happily and wrapped her chubby arms around his neck.

"Y'know, my best friend's called Stacey," Blaine told her.

"Really?"

"Yep."

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile

You've never loved, your stomach or your thighs

"Is she nice?" Stacey asked, pulling away so she could look right into Blaine's eyes. Blaine poked her tummy and she squirmed, claiming that it tickled. The fingers on her right hand played with his tie knot while her left arm stayed securely around his neck after she'd settled down.

"Mm," Blaine made a thoughtful noise. "Not as nice as you." Stacey giggled again and blushed a little bit. "She's not anywhere near as beautiful as you either." Stacey grinned and wrapped both arms around Blaine's neck again.

That was a lie. Of course it was a lie. Blaine thought his best friend was beautiful with her long, healthy, curly blonde hair and big, vibrant green eyes; her petite build and wide smile made Blaine think that if he were straight, he'd have asked her out as soon as he'd seen her.

But the little girl in his arms was also gorgeous and after dealing with many girls in the past, Blaine knew that there was a four year old inside all of them, wanting to be held, comforted and loved. He knew that if different people started showing love to Stacey now then she'd grow up confident, strong and amazing.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if I do, it's you, oh it's you they add up to," Blaine tightened his hold on Stacey, making sure she wouldn't fall or slip out of his arms. "I'm in love with you."

And all these little things

"You're a really good singer Blaine," Stacey said, a yawn falling from her mouth. Blaine smiled at her adoringly.

"Thank you Stacey," Blaine said quietly. She rested her head on his shoulder and he hugged her tightly, laying his head on top of hers as he continued to sing along to the song in her ear.

Kurt looked up from where he was sitting across the room, nursing a cocktail that an uncle had bought him. He caught sight of Blaine dancing with Stacey, holding her close and from the way his lips were moving, Kurt guessed he was singing to here. In the low lighting, Kurt could easily imagine it being his own wedding with Blaine.

He could only see the silhouette of his boyfriend as he swayed slowly in front of the bright lights at the side of the small platform. The way he was watching Blaine hold Stacey, it struck Kurt how… natural the whole thing looked. Blaine had one arm around her lower back and the other sitting on her hip, clasping his hands together so she wouldn't fall. Her arms were wrapped around his neck with her head resting snugly on his chest, under his chin. Usually, seeing someone with their head sitting there on Blaine would get Kurt all kinds of jealous because it was his spot, but whenever it was Stacey, the only feelings he had were paternal ones.

Suddenly, Kurt realised he had tears in his eyes and his heart had sped up quite drastically. He got up off the bar stool, completely ignoring what his uncle was saying to him, and walked closer to the dance floor. He stood at the side, slightly obscured in shadow, and simply watched Blaine dancing with Stacey, singing in her ear and swaying her slowly in time to the music.

Kurt sniffed and thought about how pathetic he was being as he wiped away a single tear from his cheek. He brought his hands up and clasped them together over his heart which was aching with love at the scene he was witnessing.

He sensed his dad sidle up next to him and he subtly wiped another tear from his cheek, hoping Burt wouldn't see but knowing he had.

"Now are you getting broody?"

Kurt let out a breathy laugh. "Not broody, no…" he sniffed again. "Just rethinking some things."

"You'd make wonderful parents," Burt said quietly.

"We're not there yet, Dad," Kurt said quickly, Burt's statement scaring him slightly.

"I know, kiddo, but for when you are," Burt amended. "I'm just letting you know in advance."

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you

And you'll never treat yourself right, darlin' but I want you too

If I let you know I'm here for you

Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you

"Blaine?"

"Yeah sweetie?"

Stacey moved so she could see Blaine. "You love Kurtie, right?"

Blaine smiled involuntarily. "Of course I do. I love him more than anything… why?"

"Just wondering," Stacey shrugged and played with the knot in Blaine tie again as she yawned. "He's happy with you."

"Well…" Blaine frowned. "Good?"

"It's just mommy said once when she was talking to Uncle Burt that Kurtie was really unhappy and then when he met you he was happy," Stacey explained, tripping over a few words. Blaine smiled as he looked at her. "I wasn't meant to hear them talking."

"Well I hope I made Kurt happy," Blaine told her, cuddling her close, "because he made me happy too."

"Do I make you happy, Blaine?"

"Of course you do, Stacey," Blaine smiled. "You make me very happy."

Stacey smiled and resumed her position under Blaine chin as he sang the final chorus to her, still swaying her and ignoring the other couples around them.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if it's true, it's you

It's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all your little things

The song ended and Blaine walked Stacey over to her mom whenever she was reluctant to get off his hip. He exchanged at few words with Kurt's aunt before turning around to find his boyfriend. A quick scan around the room told Blaine Kurt was over by the side of the stage in the dim lighting and he was looking right at Blaine once again. Blaine smiled and made his way over, passing Burt and a few of Kurt's uncles laughing loudly on the way.

"Hey you," Kurt said, placing his hands over Blaine's chest when Blaine put his on Kurt's waist.

"Hi," Blaine breathed, leaning close and pecking Kurt's lips.

"You're amazing," Kurt smiled as he pulled away. Blaine frowned and tipped his head forward, resting his forehead against Kurt's. "Like truly amazing. And you look breath-taking tonight."

"Um… thanks?" Blaine said, slightly confused as to what brought that on. "But you look amazing every night, especially tonight."

Kurt sighed whenever he realised Blaine didn't get it. He suddenly hugged his boyfriend tightly, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and completely melting into the embrace.

"I love you so much," Kurt whispered, burying his face in Blaine's neck.

"I love you too," Blaine said softly, holding Kurt close.

And then something clicked inside of Blaine. He didn't know what it was but it was definitely something and he felt himself fall head over heels in love with Kurt Hummel all over again.


AN: Kay so to fill y'all in, this is in my college 'verse which is whenever Blaine is also in college and in the fics I write it's usually his second year. He goes to Harvard and studies law; him and Kurt visit each other on alternate weekends, so one week Kurt will get the train down and the next week Blaine will get the train up and Blaine lives with Stacey who is really scatty and crazy and all over the place but Blaine loves her to bits and she usually has her boyfriend, Chad, over and they always just hang out and watch movies together and Stacey and Chad love Kurt so when he's down they always go out together etc. Blaine also has his group of bros; Jonny, Joey, Jason, Drew, Jeff and Nick ((Dalton buddies! :D)) if I start a story of drabbles/oneshots the majority of them will likely be in this 'verse because I LOVE writing Blaine like this and Klaine are so happy together and life is just good for them so yeah, PLEASE let me know if you'd read a story of drabbles.

Apologies for the endless AN but yeah not really…

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