"Roxie Anderson-Hummel, if you're not in bed by the time I count to ten, you won't be allowed to watch any musicals for a week," Kurt called out as he went upstairs to check on his daughter, having just gotten home from work.
He could bet anything that Blaine had fallen asleep while reading Roxie her nightly Harry Potter chapter and that Roxie had simply continued reading on her own.
He heard little feet noises coming from Roxie's room and was that a giggle? Of course she wasn't asleep yet. He opened the door slowly, admittedly a little scared of what he'd find.
"What on earth is going on here? Blaine!"
His husband's head stuck out of the fort they'd built using Roxie's bed spread, all her pillows and a few chairs. He smiled sheepishly at Kurt before crawling out and kissing him softly. "We were bored, okay? And it's not like she has school tomorrow so you can't yell at me," he said.
"Daddy, come in here with us!" Roxie exclaimed, following Blaine out of the fort. She hugged Kurt around his legs and smiled up at him.
"Oh, baby," Kurt said, brushing Roxie's hair out of her eyes. "You know I can't say no to you two."