"Goodnight Daddy. I love you." Ana stated sweetly as Kurt tucked her into her toddler bed. The small dark haired girl was snuggled tightly in her pink comforter. It was November and the weather was getting cold, so she was wearing her favorite light green footsie pajamas and her hair, that was still damp from the bath, was in tight pigtails. Despite the mess of his marriage, Ana still managed to make Kurt smile.
"Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you more." He said before placing a light kiss on her forehead. Ana giggled and smiled at her daddy.
"Can you and Papa sing to me?" She asked. Kurt winced at the mention of Blaine, but held back the tears. Anything between him and Blaine shouldn't affect his daughter.
"Not tonight honey. I have to go to Aunt Quinn's house."
"Auntie Quinn? Why can't I come? Will Ethan be there?" Ana asked excitedly making Kurt immediately regret mentioning Quinn and Noah's son.
"You can visit Ethan tomorrow for his birthday party. But first, you have to get your beauty sleep."
"Okay!" She replied before laying her head on her pillow and falling right to sleep. Kurt sighed in relief and left the room.
(Quinn's House)
"I'm sorry for coming so late. Ana couldn't fall asleep when I mentioned Ethan." Kurt said to Quinn as he sat down in the living room with a cup of coffee Quinn prepared before he came.
"It's no problem dude. We both took off work for the party so we don't have to get up early." Puck assured him as took Kurt's scarf and jacket, and then hung them neatly in the closet.
"And even if we did have to work, you would still be welcome here as late as you want." Quinn added as she took a seat in the loveseat across from Kurt. Puck then sat next to her and they both waited patiently for Kurt to explain. He took a deep breath and glanced around the living room for a box of tissues. Just in case.
"Blaine cheated on me." He said bluntly. As he expected, Quinn and Puck sat confusedly on the couch, trying to comprehend. Kurt could feel the tears begin to fester and he tried to push them off for what felt like the millionth time that week.
"I'm so sorry Kurt." Quinn whispered.
"With who? Why? I'm gonna kill that bastard." Puck shouted angrily, practically jumping off the couch.
"Babe, why don't you let Kurt and me talk and I'll explain to you later. You know how you get in situations like this." Quinn said as she rested her hand on Puck's bicep.
His shoulders relaxed and ne nodded in agreement. He turned to leave the living room, but as he did, he patted Kurt softly on the back. Once he left, Kurt felt his walls come down and all of his feelings come bursting out.
"I don't understand, Quinn. Why? Wh-why would he do this to me? I th-thought we were ha-happy." Kurt sobbed, not even trying to hold the tears anymore. Quinn moved herself onto his couch and wrapped her arms around him.
"I can't answer that sweetie. Only he can." She answered, rubbing small circles on his back for comfort.
"Am I not good enough? Young enough? Successful enough? I don't know Quinn, what did I do wrong?" Kurt asked after he began to calm down.
"Kurt don't you do that for a second! Don't you dare doubt yourself because of someone else's mistake. You're Kurt Hummel, fashion legend. You are brilliant, witty, brave, compassionate, and gorgeous. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Do you understand me? None of this is your fault." Quinn sternly explained. She was crying now too, but not for herself. For Kurt.
Quinn and Kurt held each other and cried for what felt like hours. Suddenly, the grandfather clock in the dining room struck 11 and they both pulled apart. Both of their eyes were stinging from crying.
"Thank you." Kurt whispered. Quinn smiled and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Can I ask you a question?" Quinn asked as she wiped her tear stained face with a tissue.
"Go ahead."
"Have you talked to him about this?"
"I don't know if I can. I told him that I know about the affair today. He cried and apologized, but that was it. As soon as I try to ask questions, I feel like running away."
"You have to talk to him Kurt. If not for your relationship, then for yourself. You deserve answers." The blonde girl declared. Kurt sighed, but knew she was right.
"I'll try."
A/N- I hope you liked it! I have always liked Kurt and Quinn being friends. And I slipped a little Quick in there for my own pleasure. Review please!
