Kurt rolled over in his half-sleep, instinctively throwing an arm around the man lying next to him, except right now there was nothing there but extra sheets and a pillow that smelled vaguely of hair gel and Ralph Lauren. His bed felt so empty without Blaine, and he blinked his eyes open in frustration with a quiet groan.

He hated when he couldn't fall asleep the night before something big. And knowing that Blaine was going to be home by that evening was pretty huge.

Blaine had only been gone for five days, but it had felt like so much longer. Kurt wished he could have gone with him to London for the event being held by The Trevor Project's overseas campaign, but he knew that it would've been difficult to do with Leila. He had work anyway, and it was always so hard to do proper costume designing from a different continent. So he'd said goodbye to Blaine the previous Wednesday, and had had trouble sleeping ever since.

Kurt flipped over and checked his alarm clock that read 2:14 am. He had to be awake by 7 to get Leila to Rachel's house and to work on time. Los Angeles traffic was never one to go easy on him or anyone for that matter.

Still, he knew there was no chance of him falling asleep anytime soon, so he reached over and grabbed his cellphone from his night stand, propping himself up on his elbows.

'What time is it there?' he typed out and sent to Blaine. He'd almost legitimately fallen asleep in the minute that it took Blaine to respond.

'Quarter past 10. Just got out of a meeting and headed back to the hotel to get my bags!'

Kurt bit his lip and smiled at the phone in his hands. He couldn't wait any more for him to get home, and knowing that he had to was just torture! A second later, Kurt received another message, as if realization had just come to Blaine.

'Shouldn't you be asleep?'

Kurt frowned. He should, but his mind wouldn't let him. It was actually really unfair.

'I can't! My body won't shut off without you here :('

Blaine's response came much quicker this time.

'I seeee... So what would you do if I were there? ;)'

Kurt shook his head and pursed his lips together. Of course he knew what Blaine was trying to get him to answer, and really, sexting his husband wouldn't have been the worst thing in the world at the moment. But Blaine said he'd just gotten out of a meeting, which meant he was most likely in a taxi, and the idea of him getting those texts in that setting just didn't set well with Kurt.

So he texted back precisely what he would do. And maybe he added a tad bit of sarcasm.

'I'd punch you in the face.'

Kurt imagined Blaine's face falling in confusion, and he snickered at how clever he was about to appear.

':( what, why?'

'Because then you'd know what missing you feels like.'

He sent the response with pride in himself, but when he went back and reread it, he realized how cheesy and stupid it was. He was a 28-year-old man, not a 13-year-old girl. Blaine was surely laughing at him now...

'I love you so much, Kurt.'

Kurt grinned and felt his heart-flutter. He had no idea how really - it'd been eleven years full of those words and so much more. He hardly had time to recompose himself before he got another text message.

'I miss you more than anything. I'll be home in a few hours, Love. Get some sleep, okay? When you wake up, I'll be on my way there.'

It was so not fair that Blaine was over 5,000 miles from him right now. All Kurt wanted to do was just hug him tightly and cuddle forever. He pretty much decided right then that if Blaine ever had to travel that far for an extended period of time again, he would go with him, no matter the consequences. He read Blaine's message about a hundred times before he responded.

'I'll try, babe. I love you with my whole heart.'

With that, Kurt placed his phone back on the night stand, grabbed one of Blaine's pillow, and got out of bed. He made his way out of his room, down the hall, and into Leila's room where the only light on was a Little Mermaid nightlight. He tried his best to be completely quiet as he lay down next to Leila on her bed that was clearly too small for him and wrapped his arm around her torso.

She shuffled in her sleep though, and Kurt knew she was now awake.

"Dada?"

"Yes, baby," he whispered. "Go back to sleep."

Leila craned her neck around to look up at her father, her brows knit in confusion. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Kurt smiled down at her, brushing her arm with his thumb. Of course that's what she would think. Whenever she had a nightmare, she would come into his room and snuggle between him and Blaine until she fell asleep. "Yeah," he nodded. "Is it okay if I lie in here with you?"

Leila nodded as well and yawned. "It's okay, Dada. It was just a dream," she repeated what she'd heard plenty of times whenever she had a bad dream or was scared of monsters under her was a pause, and Kurt decided she had fallen asleep, but after a minute, she spoke up again. "When is Daddy coming back?"

It had been Kurt's plan to surprise Leila by having Blaine show up unannounced, but he then realized how much he hated surprises himself, so he might as well let her know. She'd probably forget by the morning anyway. "Daddy's going to pick you up from Aunt Rachel's tomorrow."

She gasped quietly, and Kurt could tell how happy she was. "Tomorrow!"

"Yep," he answered, becoming even more excited himself. "But we have to go to sleep now so he'll come faster, okay?"

"Okay," Leila yawned once again, as tired as she was anxious. "I miss Daddy."

"Me too, sweetie," Kurt kissed the back of his daughter's head, curled up on the bed as best he could, and promptly fell asleep.


Thank you to those who read and/or reviewed :) I am writing a Christmas themed one now that's probably going to be a bit longer than this one (well actually, a lot longer..:P), but I will have it up by the 25th! Meanwhile, I hope you enjoyed this little filler. Thanks again