Prompt: Beginning

"Kirk!"

Laughing, Kurt unclasped the child from her car seat. He settled her on his hip and bumped the car door shut, turning and surveying the building before walking in. He glanced around, smiling at the bright, welcoming colors and toys scattered haphazardly around the floor. It was homey.

"Hi!"

Kurt glanced over as a man entered through the doorway. A small boy clutched onto his finger, a toy bear dangling from the other hand, and his eyes were red and puffy; it was obvious he had just finished crying. "I'm Blaine, the teacher," he introduced.

Kurt's gaze shifted back to Blaine and he felt his breath hitch in the back of his throat. This man was gorgeous.

"I'm Kurt," he replied. He bounced the child on his hip, "and this is Penny. Say hi to Blaine, Penny!"

"Hi," she said tentatively. Kurt eased her down onto the floor. She lingered for a moment, clutching his hand tightly.

"Hi Penny," Blaine greeted cheerily. He wiggled the finger the boy was holding on to. "This is Thomas. Why don't you two go into this room over here and play with the other kids?"

Once he had ushered the two children into the room, he leaned back against the door with a sigh. "Thank goodness Penny didn't cry. The beginning of school is traumatizing for some kids. God knows why I chose to teach preschool, of all things."

Kurt laughed and added, "Or why you chose to teach at all."

Blaine smiled cheekily and walked over to where his desk was shoved in the corner. He scanned the stacks of papers and picked one up, handing it over to Kurt, "Here's most of the basic information. It's got the school's phone number, pick up time, and lunch menu," he said. "I don't like to brag, but Penny is in good hands."

"I can see that," Kurt commented. Blaine blushed. "And oh! That reminds me, I left Penny's lunch in the car. I'll be right back." He slipped out of the door and descended the front steps down into the parking lot. He took a while to find the lunch box; Penny had managed to wedge it in an impossible position below the driver's seat. Once he had it in hand, he climbed back up the steps and reached for the door, only to have it pulled out of his reach.

He stumbled forward and crashed into Blaine, sending them both toppling to the ground in front of the doorway.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry," Kurt mumbled. It didn't seem to click right away that maybe he should get off of Blaine.

"I- you smell nice," Blaine blurted.

Both of them blushed and Kurt crawled off immediately. He brushed the dirt from his clothes, looking up only to find that Blaine was pointedly avoiding his gaze. He laughed.

"Don't be embarrassed, Blaine. I do smell nice; it's no secret."

That seemed to resolve any of the tension in the air. Blaine chuckled softly.

"Well, here is Penny's lunch," Kurt said, handing over the lunchbox. He hesitated a moment before asking, "Do you want to go for coffee later?"

"I- but you've got a kid," Blaine stammered. "I mean, unless you're a single parent. I mean, that's completely okay! I- I just-"

"Blaine!" Kurt rolled his eyes. "Relax. Penny belongs to my step-brother, Finn. He had work this morning and so did his wife, so I took her. I'm gay and single and childless, unless you count my cat. So how about that coffee?"

Blaine quit rambling and his shoulders slumped with a soft sigh and a smile. He answered, "I'm gay and single and childless, too, unless you count my Labrador. So yes."

A/N: There you have it! Once I post the other days I've completed you can also keep up with the drabbles on my tumblr, linked in my profile.

The cover doesn't belong with me, but with the original poster/post (also on tumblr). I only slightly modified it to fit the format.

For those of you keeping up with The Games We Play, I hope to update that as soon as I can. However, I haven't had the time or inspiration to complete any of the prompts. Thank you for all of your patience!

Read and review, if you will. :)