I own nothing Glee related, just using characters
This is the sequel to Ontas Lykos
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Integrating a baby into their lives had been so easy. Everyone loved her, and she was so sweet and hardly screamed or cried, so moving her in to the house and becoming adjusted to being parents had been so simple.
The guys all adored her, you could see it on their faces, every time she whimpered or cooed around feeding time, or even when she yawned they all but melted with dopey looks on their faces. Kurt had expected Puck and Sam to be gushing over the baby and speaking to her in 'baby talk' but it came as quite a surprise to see Sebastian, of all people, go all gaga over her, him going doe eyed and a big smile breaking out on his face whenever he saw her.
Puck, Sam and Sebastian were always so engrossed in Elizabeth any time she was near them, that Kurt and Blaine doubted they would even notice if the house was falling down around them. It was hilarious to watch three grown men go all mushy and soft around a baby that was not related to any of them at all.
Kurt and Blaine would always laugh out loud whenever one of the guys came home from work, as soon as they saw her, they would turn into big softies and start speaking in high voices around her, it was funny to watch. The almost always greeted her first, seeking her out straight away, before greeting the others.
Kurt had had to remind them once or twice, that although he appreciated how much they loved her and wanted to be around her all the time, it was not appropriate or comfortable for him when they hovered over her while Kurt was feeding her. His warning growls managed to break through their mushy heads and they stepped out of his space with sheepish smiles on their faces. Kurt did not appreciate them fawning over her while he had a nipple in his daughter's mouth.
While feeding was happening, it was only Blaine that was allowed close to him and their daughter.
But Blaine usually kept his distance too, while Kurt was feeding Elizabeth, because there was just something about the act itself that was a powerful aphrodisiac to Blaine, and Kurt wouldn't appreciate being leered at either. Blaine hadn't been growled at yet, he had only received a pointed look, but he wasn't going to push his luck.
Kurt had decided to feed his daughter naturally until she was 6 months and old enough to be weaned onto solid foods. He had read through a lot of books about the breastfeeding part, ecstatic that he could actually do it, but he was a little worried about it. The books never seemed to answer the question he wanted to ask, how big would his chest actually get when he started producing milk.
The answer only came to him after he had given birth, and it wasn't bad. It only looked like Kurt had been working out more, that's all, no breasts. Kurt had been so relieved that he wasn't going to become a woman on his top half, as it was his shirts and tops just stretched a little, making him look more ripped. Which he actually liked, he could deal with that.
But what really got to him, was the leaking.
There were quite a few occasions where he had had to change his shirt, at least 3 to 4 times over a couple hours at some point, because of the amount of milk that soaked through them. So he had to carry a change of shirt with him if he ventured outside, and he had been stuck on wearing dark colours so that it wouldn't show so much.
It had taken a few weeks to get used to dealing with, but it was becoming old hat to him now, Elizabeth was now nearing 3 weeks old and Kurt had adapted his life and his fashion sense quite well.
Blaine had been a massive blessing though, they had all been new to this parenting thing, and after they had arrived home, Kurt realised he didn't have much energy to anything else but sleep, so Blaine had taken it upon himself to do absolutely everything.
So while Kurt rested for the first few days at home, only managing to feed his daughter and hold here for a little while before he got tired again, Blaine became her primary parent. He burped her, sang to her, rocked her to sleep, bathed her, changed her, and he brought her to Kurt for a feed and then placed her back to her crib or basket to sleep afterwards. But Blaine absolutely loved it, a big loving smile never left his face at all, he loved doing things for his tiny, beautiful baby girl.
Sam had taken over the cooking for everybody, Sebastian had taken over the housework and laundry, but he and Sam split some things between them. Puck had been assigned as the helper for Kurt, with whatever was needed. He brought Kurt his breakfast, lunch and dinner when Kurt had rested in bed, then it was helping Kurt to move around, because of how little energy he had. He helped him to the bathroom, to relieve himself or to wash, a shower was a bit too much for Kurt at the moment, so it was Puck's job, and sometimes Blaine's, to run the water and fill the tub for him. Puck also had to bring Kurt downstairs when he wanted to be with everyone or take him back up to bed when he got tired.
And with everyone helping out as much as they could, completing tasks and chores around the house, it remained clean and tidy, and Kurt seemed to be getting more and more energy everyday and everyone felt better for it.
With Sam constantly in the kitchen making food, everyone was kept well fed, including Kurt, whom Puck had to force to eat sometimes, then after the 5th day of constant round the clock care, Kurt became more like himself again. He didn't sleep as much and his energy levels were creeping up everyday, enough even to paly and hold his daughter for longer than an hour at a time. If no-one else stole her away for a cuddle.
Right at this point, Elizabeth nearly 3 weeks old, it was 5:30am and Kurt had just finished feeding her for the second time that night, and she was laying in the bed next to him, sleeping, while he watched her tiny face dreaming, running one finger gently through the tiny, soft, dark curls on top of her tiny head. Blaine was still lightly snoring across from Kurt in the bed, unaware that their daughter was between them.
Kurt was in awe of his little girl, he was a father, a primary care-giver, she would be counting on him to be there for her, for everything, for the next 16-18 years of her life. He had no idea what kind of father he would become, but what he did know, was that she had his heart now, and nothing would or could ever change that.
This could be the first and only time he could say that he had fallen in love with someone other than his beautiful husband, but he didn't think Blaine would mind that, he was pretty sure his husband felt exactly the same.
Blaine stirred after a few more minutes, probably missing Kurt's heat against his back, and he slowly rolled over, blinking a few times to dispel sleep from his tired eyes, and he looked at Kurt then he looked down at Elizabeth groggily.
"Hey." he said in a voice that was rough form sleep.
"Hey." Kurt replied smiling brightly at Blaine, as Blaine looked down at their daughter, reaching out one hand and stroking gently over her head before turning his eyes back to Kurt with a tired smile.
"What are you doing awake?"
"I just finished feeding her, and I couldn't go back to sleep."
Blaine hummed in reply, understanding why, and they both snuggled down to lay on their sides facing each other and watching Elizabeth sleep between them. Kurt was looking between his daughter and his husband's faces, noticing similarities between them happily, while Blaine just continued staring down at her with soft, tired eyes and a small smile.
"She's so beautiful, Kurt." he said as Kurt nodded along in agreement.
"Yes she is, she looks like you." Blaine's eyes shot up to Kurt's, an amused smile adorning his handsome, sleep mussed features.
"Me?"
Kurt nodded.
"Yes. You're beautiful, you know." Kurt said, and Blaine blushed slightly and hid his face in his hands as he chuckled, "she looks exactly like you."
Blaine sighed deeply through his nose, before giving Kurt a blinding smile, which Kurt returned enthusiastically and reached out to clasp one of Blaine's hands in his.
"Well she has your eyes." Blaine exclaimed looking back down at the sleeping baby, again, as Kurt rolled his eyes fondly.
"Most babies are born with blue eyes, Blaine."
Blaine shook his head a little brought Kurt's hand up to his lips, kissing across his knuckles and down to his wrist.
"No," Blaine said in between kisses, "I think...she will...keep them."
Kurt sighed happily as he pulled his hand away from Blaine's ministrations to then cup his cheek gently, and stroking a thumb across one of those triangular shaped eyebrows he loved so much. Causing Blaine to hum gently.
"At least," Blaine continued, "I hope she does. You're eyes are amazing."
Kurt just smiled at his husband, he loved this man so much it almost felt unreal, and when Blaine smiled back at him and scooted closer for a kiss, how could he resist.
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Blaine had been so focused on the baby, he hadn't been too engrossed in what was happening around him. Until, one afternoon, when he had just changed and put Elizabeth down for her nap while Kurt showered, he had then walked into their bedroom, with a question on his lips but stopped short to stare at the sight before him.
Kurt.
You would never believe that just 4 weeks ago, Kurt had been heavily pregnant, the man in front of him now, his husband, half dressed, fresh out of the shower and applying moisturizing cream to his face as he stood in his underwear, was the hottest thing that Blaine had seen in a long while.
Kurt had half turned towards him, back muscles clenching and bunching as he turned his top half but kept his legs where they stood, one hip jutting out to support himself, and the underwear he had on, left nothing to the imagination. Kurt didn't even have an ounce of baby belly left on him, he was all pale, smooth and slim. Blaine's mouth filled up with saliva at the sight and he gulped loudly.
"Blaine? What is it?" Kurt asked as he swivelled around, facing blaine now as he picked up his towel and wiped his hands off on it. "Is everything ok, honey?"
Blaine just swallowed hard again and moved forward, he was silent as he approached Kurt, he husband tilting his head, confused at why Blaine was so silent, until his husband reached him, and grabbed him by his hips, making Kurt gasp as a mouth claimed his own.
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At 6 weeks, Elizabeth smiled for the first time, but it wasn't for either of her daddies, it was for Puck, or more specifically Puck's silly faces. She was laying on Puck's lap, head on his bent knees, looking up at him with interest as he spoke to her about her daddies making out in the kitchen, which Kurt then yelled at him to not talk to their daughter about things like that, and as he made a mocking face in retort, Elizabeth's face split into the biggest happiest grin Puck had ever seen on a baby.
She was smiling so big, that Puck thought she might laugh, but all she did was wiggle a little and kick her tiny little socked feet against his stomach and waved her arms around wildly in excitement. Puck thought it was the most perfect thing he had ever seen so he kept making the same face after the smile faded and she did it again and again.
"Hey, guys!" Puck called out in excitement, "Lizzie-bear's smiling!"
There was a slight pause before everyone came stampeding into the living room, hovering around Elizabeth as Puck made the face again. Everyone gasped and then a collective 'Awww' went around the group as she smiled again.
"Aww she's so adorable." Sebastian said in a squeaky excited voice, as he got his phone out of his pocket to take a picture.
Sam was giggling at the way her tiny little body was wriggling around excitedly, and Kurt and Blaine just stood smiling down at their daughter with dopey smiles.
"What made you pull that face to make her smile?" Blaine asked as Kurt bent down to kiss Elizabeth's head.
"I wasn't even trying," Puck said as he shrugged his shoulders, "But Kurt yelled at me, not to tell her about what you guys were doing and-"
"And you pulled a face at me, Noah?" Kurt finished for him, eyebrow raised as he challenged Puck to lie about it.
Puck grinned a little sheepishly up at Kurt, who just rolled his eyes in exasperation before grinning back and telling him to do it again.
The rest of the day was spent trying all sorts of different things to make Elizabeth smile, but the only thing that remained the key to it was Puck's silly mocking face. Needless to say, Puck became Elizabeth's favourite person, next to her daddies of course, she tended to smile more for Puck than either Sam or Sebastian, and she always got excited every time she heard his voice.
But he didn't get her first giggle though, that was Blaine, and he was pretty proud of himself for it too.
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She was just under 3 months old, and was such a happy little girl. Her hair was starting to thicken now, creating lots and lots of dark silky curls on top of her head, Blaine was silently hoping she wouldn't end up with his hair, but Kurt loved it, he thought it was absolutely beautiful.
Blaine had been in the middle of speaking to her, whilst changing her diaper, cooing at her and telling her how messy and stinky her bottom was, as he pulled the front of the diaper down, he made a horrified face and recoiled slightly. Elizabeth had found this to be highly funny, and she burst out in the most amazingly delicate little laugh Blaine had ever heard and he called for Kurt straight away.
"Kurt! Kurt! Quick come here!" He called out loudly.
Kurt came rushing into the room, still wringing wet from his shower, towel slung haphazardly around his waist, hair flat and dripping water into his wide worried eyes, as he looked around the room before focusing on Blaine.
"What? What is it?!" he asked worriedly as he rushed over to Blaine's side, fearing something had happened to their daughter.
Blaine turned to him with a huge grin.
"I made her laugh!" he exclaimed excitedly, and Kurt's mouth dropped open, a small sigh of relief escaping his lips as his heartrate went back to normal, before glaring at his husband.
"I thought there was something wrong," he said as he regarded his husband with narrowed eyes, "why did you yell like that?"
Blaine then turned to take in his husbands wet form, and worried face, and pulled a guilty face as he pulled Kurt closer by his hand.
"Sorry, honey," Blaine said, as he pulled Kurt to stand next to him, "but watch this."
As Blaine repeated his earlier action of making a horrified face and recoiling back from Elizabeth, she giggled again, her tiny high voice so delicate and precious that it made Kurt and Blaine giggle along with her.
They spent the next 10 minutes laughing together at her cute little giggle, before Blaine really needed to change her before she got a sore bottom, and Kurt had realised he left the shower running so he rushed back to finish that. But he could hear Blaine laughing at their daughter all the way back to the shower, and Elizabeth's high pitched giggle that made him smile.
At 7 months old, Elizabeth's hair had grown down to her dainty little shoulders in beautiful glossy black curls, which Kurt loved running his fingers through, and she had the most amazing set of bright blue eyes that anyone had ever seen. They were even more beautiful than Kurt's own blue eyes, and they seemed to shock people at first glance.
Everyone that meets her, automatically exclaims that she is so beautiful, Kurt and Blaine felt instantly proud that they created something so special.
She had began to mimic sounds and noises now, as well as some actions, and she was so cute when she sat copying Kurt. While Kurt sometimes sat in the living room, sketching and completing projects for work, she sat in front of him, with her own paper and crayons, copying his expressions and hand motions.
She loved when Kurt made humming noises while he worked, and when she copied the noise he always looked down at her and told her she was 'his clever little girl' and it always made her clap her tiny little hands together and exclaim 'Yay!' which Kurt copied too.
She also loved moving her tiny little chubby body to music, she loved it, and always made yummy noises with Kurt and Blaine as she sat eating her breakfast and dinner. At night when Blaine was getting her to sleep she would copy his shushing noises, and would try to copy when he sang songs to her.
She copied Blaine when he crossed his arms, or ran his hand through his hair, and it always made Kurt laugh out loud because she looked exactly like her father.
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She was 10 months old, and the pack had decided to travel to Lima, to have Elizabeth's first Thanksgiving with Burt and Carole. Blaine's mother had also been invited along, and Cooper was flying in with his wife and daughters too. It was going to be a big family affair.
They were all looking forward to it, Elizabeth had a lot more words in her tiny vocabulary now, and they couldn't wait to see the look on all of her grandparent's faces when they heard her talking.
All of her words were pretty easy to decipher, they included 'Hi', 'Bye Bye', 'Papa', 'Dada', 'Puh'(puck), 'Shammy'(Sammy), 'Bas'(Sebastian), 'oopsie', 'tippee'(when she wanted her juice cup), 'yum yum', 'yucky', 'ta-ta' and her favourite was 'Boo.' Amongst many other little words she had picked up.
She still has a few gobbled gook phrases that she says, but some sentences were starting to come together, and she was always so sweet and always managed to brighten everybody's days just a little.
Burt and Carole were always so happy to see her, and Burt always tried to spoil her rotten much to Kurt's dismay, and Elizabeth always had big smiles and massive hugs and kisses for them both. She loved her grandparents, anybody could tell, Burt was always trying to sneak her treats though, under Kurt's watchful eye he almost always had been told off for it. But he always waited until Kurt's back was turned, before slipping Elizabeth a little treat. Kurt had become strict about her diet but Blaine always shrugged off the sweet stuff around the holidays.
She only got them on special occasions and when she visited her grandparents, so what was the harm in indulging just a few times.
They arrived to Burt's house at just before 11am, and no sooner had they unloaded the rental car of all the bags and suitcases, the door opened and they all heard.
"There's my gorgeous girl, come to grandpa!"
Elizabeth had excitedly swung her head around from being perched on Sebastian's hip, where she had been watching her daddies unload bags from the car, and held open her hands to Burt, as he made her way out to her.
"Gam-pa, Gam-pa!" She was replying excitedly, as Burt scooped her out of Sebastian's hold and hugged her close to him.
She flung her tiny little arms around Burt's neck, while all the guys laughed at Burt's shocked face.
"Oh my gosh! Talking already?" Burt exclaimed as he smiled proudly at his granddaughter's face, "Aren't you a clever girl."
After Burt had grabbed Kurt and Blaine both into a hug in greeting, shaken hands with Puck, Sam and Sebastian, they all followed Burt inside the house, shucking off their coats and hats, and scarves along the way through the entry.
As Burt carried Elizabeth through to the kitchen, Carole came out to greet everyone too, hugging them all close to her, and marvelling at how good they all looked.
"Oh my god," She exclaimed as she took them all in, "aren't you just a handsome lot, it's so nice to everyone here this year."
"Hey mom," Kurt said as she hugged him the longest, "it's great to be back, you and dad look great too."
"Oh thank you honey," Carole replied, as she stood and admired them for a minute before exclaiming, "I need a picture, wait a second."
She hurried into a drawer in the living room, pulled out her favourite camera and told them all to smile. After several clicks of the camera, everybody wandered into the living room, while Puck and Sam grabbed the bags and suitcases, to carry them upstairs.
Kurt started to head towards the kitchen after that, and they all heard, "Dad! Don't you be giving my baby any sweets!"
Then they heard the reply, "But Kurt it's thanksgiving!"
Carole and Blaine both rolled their eyes at their father and son antics, laughing amongst themselves, as Puck and Sam called to Sebastian to help with the last of the bags. Sebastian rolled his eyes as he went to help, so Carole and Blaine walked through to the kitchen to calm the argument going on in there.
"How have things been at home, sweetie?" Carole said to Blaine, before they reached the kitchen doorway.
"Everything has been wonderful." Blaine replied, smiling brightly at Carole, which she just cooed at in return.
"That's great, honey," she said, "and she is such a beautiful little girl."
"Well blame Kurt's genes for that."
"Awww."
As they entered the kitchen they were met by a scene that nearly had them on the floor laughing.
Burt was holding a giggling Elizabeth on his hip with one arm around her, and the other hand help up high holding a pack of cookies, out of reach of Kurt trying to snatch them away from him, and Elizabeth was finding their argument very funny.
As Carole let out a small giggle, Kurt turned to glance at them with a huff, before begging his amused looking husband for help.
"Blaine, tell my father not to feed our daughter sugar."
"It's just one cookie, Kurt." Burt defended himself stubbornly, both Hummel men throwing each other matching exasperated looks, that Blaine couldn't help but chuckle at.
Walking up to Kurt he wrapped his arms around his husband, feeling Kurt slump against him.
"Kurt, love, it's just one," he explained into Kurt's ear, Kurt 'hmphed' in response, "you know he will just give it to her when you're not looking."
Kurt's shoulders slumped in defeat as he sighed.
"Fine, but just one." He reasoned as his father's face split into a triumphant grin, before handing an excited Elizabeth a cookie.
But before Burt could take one too, Carole snatched the pack away from him.
"Burt Hummel, I know you weren't planning to eat these." She said as she put the cookies away and shooting him a pointed look.
Kurt smirked at his dad's pouting face, he was so glad that his step-mother took such care of his father, he knew his father's health was in good hands.
"Can grandma have a hug sweetie?" Carole asked sweetly as she held her hands out for the little girl, Elizabeth excitedly reached for her with grabby hands, which made everyone laugh.
"Gam-ma!" Elizabeth said around the cookie in her mouth, making Kurt, Blaine and Burt all smile widely, and Carole giggled happily as she held onto her, and hugging her close.
At around 3pm, the doorbell sounded and Kurt ran to answer it excitedly. Throwing it open and immediately being tackled by two very energetic 4 year olds. Jasmine and Melissa, his nieces, they were so gorgeous and Kurt loved them dearly. Kneeling down to their level, he grabbed them in a big hug, that had them giggling into his chest.
"Uncle Kurt!" Jasmine said as Kurt picked them both up, and placed them both on each hip, smiling lovingly at them.
"Hey pretty girls, happy thanksgiving!" he exclaimed excitedly as he squeezed them to him once more before Blaine came up behind him.
"Hey where's my hug?!"
"Uncle Blaine!" Kurt released them as they ran past him and tackled Blaine, who was kneeling down on the floor, and they all fell over in a big heap, Kurt giggled at his silly husband before he heard a voice.
"There's my beautiful son-in-law!"
Kurt smiled as he turned around to greet Pam. She had Cooper's wife Eleanor, standing next to her, and Cooper was grabbing bags from the car behind them.
"Hello gorgeous." Kurt said as she pulled him into a tight hug, patting the back of his hair fondly.
"You flatterer you." She said as he let her walk past him to greet Blaine, who pulled his mom into a big hug too.
Kurt turned back to Eleanor to pull her into him next, she let out a small 'eep' as she collided with his chest before laughing at him, wrapping her own tiny arms around him.
"Hi Kurt, how are you?" She said as she pulled back, looking at him up and down, while she stroked over his arms.
"I'm good, sweetie, you?" He said as he gently stroked her rounded belly.
"I'm doing great, and so this little guy." She said as she placed her hand on her swollen tummy next to Kurt's.
"That's fantastic, honey, come on in it's freezing out there." He said as he gently guided her inside, and undoubtingly into Blaine's awaiting arms.
"Hey sis, how you doing?" He heard from Blaine as he turned back to Cooper coming up the drive with the bags.
"Hey Coop." Kurt said with a grin, which Cooper returned with a blinding smile, and as he reached him he dropped the bags and grabbed Kurt, pulled him into a hug and spun him around, making Kurt yelp in surprise.
"Happy Thanksgiving Kurtie," Coop said as he put him down, patting him on the back once before grabbing him into another hug, this one a little less enthusiastic.
"Hey could you release my husband please?" Came Blaine's amused voice behind them, and they all laughed when Cooper grabbed Blaine and spun him around just like he did to Kurt.
They wandered back inside where everyone was already throwing greeting hugs and kisses around, Puck now swinging the girls from his arms, Pam talking to Carole and Burt reached out a hand to Cooper as soon as they approached.
"Welcome, Cooper." Burt said, and Kurt couldn't help but smile at his father.
"Thank you for inviting us to spend Thanksgiving with you, Burt." came Cooper's polite reply and Blaine chuckled at his brother's attempt to be charming, Kurt elbowed his husband slightly but grinned too.
"Where is my gorgeous grand-baby?!" Pam said loudly, and Elizabeth giggled from where she sat on the couch with her cousins next to her, and Pam gasped in mocking shock as she approached her, "there you are, oh my, aren't you just adorable."
Elizabeth giggled as she held her hands up to Pam, and she lifted her up and hugged her tightly.
"Careful, Pam, not too tight." Sebastian called out, and Pam glared at him, over Elizabeth's little shoulder.
"Oh hush, you," she admonished playfully, "you're next."
Puck and Sam both laughed at him, as he rolled his eyes and accepted his fate with a small nod.
Carole and Pam were talking to Eleanor about the baby, and the colours of the nursery, and Blaine was talking to Cooper and Burt about the football game they would be watching soon.
Jasmine and Melissa were swinging on Puck's arms again as he lifted them in the air, and they were squealing excitedly, Sam and Sebastian were watching the girls having fun and screaming at Puck 'Again! Again!' before laughing themselves.
Kurt chose this time to glance around the room at his family, smiling contentedly as he watched them all interact, happy that they all got along together and finding himself feeling at home with them all here.
His father came up to him, when Kurt's eyes had started filling up, putting his hand on his son's back and rubbing gently.
"You ok, buddy?" Burt asked as Kurt turned to give him a watery smile.
"Yeah, I'm ok," Kurt replied, nodding his head as he was pulled into his father's arms, "I love you dad."
"I love you too, son." he whispered emotionally back, into Kurt's hair.
"We Love You Too!" came 4 different voices all at once, and they both found themselves encased in a massive group hug, with Puck, Sam, Blaine and Sebastian, while the rest of the room around them burst into laughter.
Kurt shook his head as he felt himself laughing too.
"Oh my god! You big bunch of goons!"
Elizabeth clapped her hands and giggled while sitting on her Uncle Cooper's lap, and shouted out "Goons! Goons!" at the top of her little lungs, which made the room laugh once more. Kurt looked over to his baby girl and grinned at her, through the amount of arms surrounding at the moment.
"That's right, baby, big goons!"
Later that night, after Cooper, his family and Pam had left to go back to Pam's house, and everybody had been well and truly stuffed from dinner, and Elizabeth had been so worn out from all the excitement that she fell asleep through desert, Burt and Carole had gone to bed, and the pack shortly followed.
The whole pack was staying in the pack room, at the top of the house, Elizabeth had a little travel cot there too, Puck and Sam were sharing a bed, they had passed out together laying width ways across it, Sebastian had fallen onto another and was out as soon as his head hit the pillow. Kurt and Blaine however were laying on their sides, facing each other, fighting sleep, not willing to give in quite yet, staring lovingly into the other's eyes.
They could barely keep their eyes open after all that excitement today.
"I love you." Kurt said, snuggling a bit closer to his husband, laying his head against his muscled chest.
"I love you, Kurt." Blaine responded as he sunk his fingers into Kurt's hair, and got into a comfortable position to sleep.
Then other voices floated quietly around the room, in high pitched, childish tones.
"I love you, Bas."
"I love all you guys."
I love you Sam, I love you Puck."
Blaine and Kurt looked up at each other with annoyed looks and both shouted at them all to shut up, then listening to the sound of quiet chuckling as they fell asleep.