Kurt woke up to the feeling of someone watching him. He groaned, lifting himself up from the ground, and looked around. Blaine was still asleep in the same spot in front of the fireplace, where they collapsed after their last round of sex. The thick blanket barely covered his naked butt, but Kurt didn't mind – his affection for Blaine's glorious behinds was already way too deep, he could stare at it for hours. Among other things.
Massaging his neck, he looked in the direction of the kitchen, already thinking about making some coffee and he almost got heart attack, surprised.
There, nonchalantly leaning against the doorframe, stood a boy. He had his hands in his pocket, and a smile that would look like a smirk, if not for the missing tooth.
"Did you know that 100 millions of couples have sex on the first date?" the boy asked, stepping into the room.
"100 millions? That's quite a lot" Kurt answered, confused, covering himself and Blaine with the blanket. The movement must woke Blaine up, because he opened his eyes, and yelped, seeing the boy so close to them.
"Hey! Minors are not allowed in this area!" he pointed at the boy to get out. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "What are you even doing here, Nick?"
"You said you'd take me ice skating today afternoon."
"Well, fuck me" Blaine muttered under his breath. "Okay, we still have time."
"It's one pm."
"What?" Blaine looked at the clock standing on the fireplace. The kid was right. "Shit! I mean, shoot! Shoot! Don't you dare tell your mom you heard that."
Blaine tried to get up, but Kurt stopped him, thankfully, reminding him of their nakedness. The boy didn't seemed to be affected by the lack of clothes of any of the men. He just still stood there, not even five feet from them, smiling.
"Can you go to the kitchen? We want to get dressed." But Nick didn't move. "Kitchen. Now."
Sighing heavily, Nick turned around and marched into the kitchen, turning back in the door.
"It's not like I haven't seen a dick before. I'm a boy, too, after all."
Both Kurt and Blaine stared at him, mouth open and eyes wide. When they heard Nick looking for something in the kitchen, Blaine stood up and helped Kurt to do the same.
"Sometimes I really hate that kid." Blaine muttered, but seeing the puzzled look on Kurt's face, he added "I'll explain it to you later, ok?"
Showered and dressed, they sat around the kitchen table with Nick, eating late lunch. Kurt observed the friendly banter between Blaine and Nick, letting himself take a closer look at the kid.
Nick was a rather small boy, with mess of curly dirty blond hair, and a nose that – Kurt was now sure of it – looked exactly like Blaine's. The longer Kurt looked between Blaine and Nick, the more confused he got. Were they related? Was Blaine hiding the fact, that he was a single dad?
"Is Nick your son?" he asked, the curiosity taking over.
"What? No."
"Yes" Nick said at the same time, causing Kurt to drop his fork on the floor. Blaine sighed heavily, rubbing his face.
"I have some explaining to do, right?" He said, looking at Kurt, who only nodded in response. "Okay. Nick, go home, get ready. I'll pick you up in an hour. And hey, " he added, when Nick was half way out the kitchen. "You're grounded."
"What?!" Nick shouted. "You can't ground me!"
"I can and I just did. No brushing your tooth until the end of the year. No, go."
They watched the boy disappearing with a big smile. Without a word, both men took their mugs and went back to the living room, where they sat on the couch, facing each other.
"Before I start, you have to know that I'm not hiding any ex-wife or anything. Yes, I'm Nick's biological father, but I'm not his dad.
"When I moved to New York all those years ago, I roomed with a girl, Susan. She was a couple years older than me, and a total sweetheart toward my just-moved-out-from-small-town ass. We developed fast friendship. Actually, for a long time she was my only friend here. After Susie and her girlfriend, Amanda, got married, they asked me if I would be a donor for them."
"And you agreed?" Kurt interrupted.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I?" Blaine asked. "They basically adopted me, helped me so much I wasn't sure if I ever would be able to repay them. And helping them make a family of their own? I didn't even have to think before I agreed. After few tries, and then really long 7 months, Nick was born. Too early, not much bigger than my hand. But he was a fighter, he made it. When I first hold him in my arms, I fell so hard in love. He was the cutest baby I've ever seen. It was a moment I realized I want to have my own kids, someday."
Kurt put his mug on the table, and shifted closer to Blaine, taking his hands in his, making the latter to basically fall on his chest. Feeling bold, which was totally stupid, they had sex all night after all, Kurt kissed Blaine's head.
"Does Nick know about it?"
"Yes, he does. When he started talking, Amanda and Susie asked me if I want them to teach him calling me dad. But, I declined. So, for now I'm this cool uncle. What about you?"
"What do you mean?" Kurt asked, looking down at Blaine.
"Do you want to have kids?"
"One day, yeah, maybe. If I'll find the right person to rise them with."
They looked at each other, leaning in and finally closing the gap between their lips. Before they could turn this kiss into full making out session, Blaine's phone beeped with new text, effectively breaking the mood.
"Oh God, this kid is such a cockblock!" Blaine exclaimed, throwing his phone on the coffee table.
"Okay, I think it's my clue to go back home." Kurt said, getting up and looking at his watch. He wasn't in his apartment in over 24 hours. When something like that happened to him for the last time? He didn't remember.
"Do you have to go?" Blaine stopped him. "I mean… I had really good time with you, and I don't want you to leave just yet, however creepy that sounds."
"Don't worry, I feel totally the same" Kurt reassured him, smiling.
"Would you like to join us? I have to go to work at 8pm, but until then… If you don't have any other plans, of course!"
"Blaine, relax" He kissed softly his cheek. "I would love to join you and Nick. Really."
"This time it's a date."
"It's a date."