Hey everyone! Thank you so much for your reviews for the last chapter :) I got a few reviews asking for this to continue and become a series of one-shots of Kurt sleeping walking so I decided that I would continue with it :)

BUT I WILL NEED YOUR HELP! send me sleep walking prompts and I will work them into this story :) It's a KLAINE story so there will be fluffy Klaine moments :)

Hope you all enjoy this and sorry for any mistakes.


2: Bath Time

Kurt sighed deeply and let his eyes flutter open. He hummed when he felt Blaine squeeze him gently and realised that he was sprawled against Blaine's chest. He felt his cheeks heat up but made no effort to move, happy and comfortable in his boyfriends arms. Being at different school they saw less of each other and this was the first time he had ever woken up in Blaine's arms and he wanted to savor the moment.

"Morning," Blaine greeted him happily. It was clear in his voice and appearance that he had been awake for a bit.

"Morning," Kurt replied, glancing up to look at Blaine smiling face.

"How are you feeling?" Blaine asked. "Is your thumb okay?"

Kurt looked to his bandaged thumb and winced, remembering the events of last night.

"It's okay," Kurt told him softly. "Thank you again for helping me."

"Don't worry about it," Blaine soothed him, gently rubbing his hand up and down Kurt's back. "Do you want to talk about it? You said this only happens when you are stressed."

Kurt sighed and snuggled up closer to Blaine. "It's just New Directions thinking that I am cheating on you. I'm not and It hurts that they think I would do that to you."

Kurt felt Blaine kiss the top of his head and he sighed.

"I know you would never do that Kurt," Blaine told him. Kurt smiled up at Blaine who grinned back. "So this started after your mum died?"

"Yeah," Kurt said softly. "The first time I ever did it dad found me in the bath."


Burt Hummel slowly came to consciousness with a throb in his belly. The house was dark and a quick glance at the clock told him it was early. He rolled over to get up and glanced at the empty space beside him with a sharp pang to his heart. The grief of losing his wife was still so fresh and new. It would be a long time before that would pass.

He bladder throbbed more urgently and he hurried out of bed. He winced as his feet touched the cold ground but he ignored it. He padded slowly out of his room and wondered down the hall way. He found the bathroom door opened and he fumbled for the light switch.

He blinked at the sudden brightness and waited for his eyes to adjust. A splash made his head crack up and he stared in disbelief. His nine year old son was sitting in the bath, full of water, fully clothed.

"KURT!" Burt yelped, the urge to pee gone and he slid down on to his knees. Kurt didn't blink or make any acknowledgement that he heard his dad. Burt quickly took out the plug and heard the water begin to drain before scooping Kurt out in one swift movement and wrapping his black and white penguin towel around him.

"What were you thinking?" Burt cried, his fear making his tone sound angry but again Kurt gave no indication that he had heard him. "Kurt? Buddy can you hear me?"

Burt peered at his son curiously and saw that his eyes were open but they were dazed and cloudy. Burt listened to his breathing and it was deep and even. It hit him suddenly. Kurt was asleep. Kurt had slept walked to the bathroom, drawn himself a bath and jumped in.

"Daddy?" Kurt quiet voice pulled him out of his thoughts and he looked down to his son who was blinking sluggishly, a look of confusion on his face. "Why am I wet?" His eyes widened and his cheeks went red, his lower lip wobbling. "I wet the bed?"

"No buddy," Burt assured him, hugging him close. "You were sleep walking. You were in the bath."

Kurt's lip stopped wobbling and his sniffed. "Sleep walking?"

"Yeah. You were still asleep but you got up and walked to the bathroom," Burt explained gently, not wanting to upset Kurt.

"I'm sorry," Kurt whimpered and Burt kissed the top of his head.

"It's alright. Come on, let's get you dried and into some nice clean pyjama's," Burt said. He picked up Kurt who didn't protest and took him back to his room. Burt helped him strip out of his wet clothes and put on his new clean ones.

Not wanting a repeat of this Burt carried a very tired Kurt back to his room and tucked him into bed. Kurt sprawled out, nuzzling into his mother's pillows which still smelt faintly of her. Burt quickly hurried to the bathroom and relieved himself before hurrying back and slipping back into bed with Kurt.

He didn't go back to sleep, keeping an eye out on Kurt who slept soundly, hugging his mother's pillow tightly. Burt gently stroked his hair and smiled at him sadly. He placed a light kiss on Kurt's temple and laid down, facing Kurt.


"That would have scared your dad so much," Blaine chuckled softly and Kurt giggled.

"I remember he made me sleep in his bed for a week," Kurt told Blaine. "He was really worried that I would do it again."

"Did you sleep walk while you were shared a bed?" Blaine asked, curious to hear the answer.

"No, not that then but dad said I talked in my sleep," Kurt explained.


Burt was woken up with sound of Kurt murmuring to himself. He rolled over and quickly looked over to his son and was surprised to see that he was fast asleep.

"No. Bad Teddy. Mum, tell Teddy to stop."

Burt's heart clenched when he heard Kurt speak of his mother. Burt knew that Kurt would dream of his mother, how much he missed her. They both did and they would never stop missing her.

"Dad. Make Teddy stop," Kurt whined and Burt chuckled softly.

"It's okay buddy," Burt said softly and Kurt hummed in his sleep and the talking stopped. Burt looked at his son adoringly before settling back down and drifting back off to sleep.


Blaine laughed and Kurt pouted at him.

"Do you remember the dream?" Blaine asked once he had stopped laughing.

"No," Kurt shook his head. He sat up, Blaine releasing his hold on his boyfriend and Kurt stretched. "Can we have breakfast?"

"Sure," Blaine grinned. "And while I get you breakfast, you can tell me some more sleep walking stories."

Kurt blushed. "Do I have to?"

"I want to learn about it Kurt," Blaine said as he slipped out of bed. "So that when we stay with each other I can have some idea of what I might have to deal with."

Kurt smiled at the thought of him and Blaine waking up together more often.

"Alright, I'll tell you more. But it had better be a good breakfast."


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