Hello and welcome! So, it's officially December and you know what that means - Christmas and Hanukkah are just around the corner! So, what better way to say "Tis the season!" than a little bit of fluffy Christmas fic?

This will be a collab project between myself and my wonderful little gleek buddy, AnOfficialGleek. Go ahead and check out her profile! She's a Finnchel writer and a fantastic one at that!

We will be posting a chapter everyday for the next little while and alternating back and forth between writing. Hope you enjoy!


December 24th, 2035.

Christmas in New York... There was really nothing like it. No matter how many years, the pair lived in this beautiful city, they would never get over the beauty of it all. The hustle and bustle as people struggle to buy last-minute gifts, the beautiful Christmas lights strewn about the entire city... It really didn't get better than this.

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand as they walked around Central Park. It was a tradition of theirs since they had moved to the city. Every Christmas Eve, they would go for a walk in the park, only to return home and exchange a single "pre-Christmas" gift, falling asleep curled up next to the fire, in each other's arms. Things have changed slightly now that they have the kids, but those changes have only been for the better.

"25 Christmases together," Kurt smiled, giving his husband's hand a squeeze. "Can you believe it?"

Blaine grinned the same goofy grin Kurt has been used to all these years, only with a little more wrinkles around his eyes, but still just as beautiful as ever. "Feels like just yesterday we were running around the Warbler's Hall singing Baby, it's Cold Outside."

A wistful look overtook Kurt. "Ah, yes. You staring at my lips the entire time."

"Was not!" Blaine protested, but the blush which spread across his face said otherwise.

Kurt stopped them along the path, placing his hands on either side of Blaine's face. "Darling, we have this argument every year and I always win. I think it's about time you gave up," he smirked, giving his husband a quick peck on the lips.

"That's just cause you always use all that charm of yours to seduce me and leave me in coherent like right now," Blaine sighed, but smiling at the same time.

Kurt simply winked in reply. "C'mon, let's head back. Michael's gonna start going nuts if he's left alone with the girls for too long."

Blaine smiled and took his out-stretched hand, leading the way home.


Blaine and Kurt didn't take long to arrive back home. When they walked in, they smelt a delicious meal already halfway done cooking. Michael and Mia were sitting on the floor in the middle of the living room, playing a game of UNO. Everything was surprisingly peaceful. It was almost unsettling.

"I guess there really is such thing as a Christmas miracle," Kurt quipped with a smirk as he stripped off his jacket.

Blaine smiled, opening the closet to hang up their coats as their eldest daughter appeared from the kitchen. "Oh, you guys are back!" Makayla said with a smile, tucking a stray curl behind her ear.

Makayla was genetically Blaine's daughter and this could clearly be seen just to look at her. She had inherited her father's gorgeous dark curls, which she grew very long, reaching halfway done her back. Her surrogate mother (a friend of Kurt's from college) had piercing blue eyes which she had inherited. Blaine always loved that, because her eyes looked just like Kurt's, almost making her a perfect mix of both of them. She had her father's smile, all toothy and innocent. She truly was stunning, which always scared Kurt and Blaine when she was younger. They were afraid of what was to happen to her if she ended up attracting the wrong kind of guy. Thankfully she was a smart girl and knew what was best for her. She had been dating the a boy from her English class named Sam. The couple had to laugh when they met him because he looked and acted so much like the Sam they knew in their high school days. Now a high school senior, she was very mature. Kurt and Blaine couldn't be more proud of their little girl.

"Yes, we are. Now hurry up and get your boyfriend out of here," Kurt joked.

"Actually..."Makayla started but was cut off by someone else walking out of the kitchen.

"Hey, I know you weren't so fond of me in the beginning, but I thought we were cool now!" Sam joked as he appeared by Makayla's side. Makayla smacked him on the arm, turning to her parents to give a large put-on grin.

"Well that explains why she already started making dinner," Blaine laughed as he walked up to the pair, giving his daughter a kiss on the cheek. "By the way, it smells delicious, honey."

"Thanks, Daddy," she smiled.

Kurt was still standing in the doorway, a singular eyebrow raised which all three of the children – and Blaine – had come to learn spells trouble. "Why didn't you tell us that Sam was coming over?" Kurt asked in a low voice. Blaine scampered off to the living room to join Mia and Michael.

"I'm sorry, Dad! I didn't tell you cause I didn't know anything about it. He just kinda... showed up and you and Daddy were on your date and I didn't wanna disturb you... I'm really sorry," Kurt still wasn't quite convinced and he was about to open his mouth and say so, when his daughter beat him to it. "Oh, yeah! And Uncle Finn called! Something about Christmas plans."

"Oh, shit!" Kurt exclaimed. "I nearly forgot!" Kurt rushed past his daughter and into the kitchen where the phone was situated. He rushed back, stopping between Makayla and Sam. "Don't think you're off the hook," he said, pointing a finger in Makayla's face, but a smile played on his lips.

Kurt picked up the phone, quickly dialing the number he had memorized. Between calling his step brother to make sure he hadn't burnt his own house down and calling his best friend to make sure she wasn't dressing in animal sweaters, he had to have it memorized.

Quickly, someone picked up the phone. "Hello?" It was Finn.

"Hey, Finn. It's Kurt. Makayla told me you called?"

"Oh, hey, dude! Yeah, I just thought we'd get our Christmas plans settled," Finn replied.

Kurt thought for a moment. Tonight was Christmas Eve... Why not have them over now? "What are you guys doing tonight?" Kurt asked. "If you're not doing anything, why don't you just come on over now?"

TBC.


Sorry for the odd ending, but I wanna leave it open for my dearie to take over. ;)

We'll be updating tomorrow! :)