By seven in the evening, Sebastian and Dave had arrived in NYC and hailed a cab to the Hummel-Anderson house.
"Do you have a key?" Sebastian asked.
Dave shook his head and carefully slid a loose brick out of the house, reaching in and grabbing a silver key before putting the brick back.
"That's weird." Sebastian frowned. "Blaine's car is still here."
Dave shrugged and unlocked the door, carrying his bag inside.
"All right, I'm gonna go check the visiting hours." Sebastian said, going through the living room, into the kitchen. Dave looked around, surprised to see when looked like children's blocks scattered across the floor. He thought nothing of the Disney movies, the couple like that stuff though a weird pen in the corner did catch his curiosity.
When Sebastian walked into the kitchen, he nearly screamed. Blaine was sitting in the high chair still, his face down on the tray. There was a horrible smell emanating from him and his face was red and tearstained.
"Dave!" Sebastian called frantically. "Dave! Come here!"
"What is-Oh my God." Dave gasped.
Hearing the voices, Blaine slowly lifted his head.
Sebastian's eyes widened when he saw his old crush's face, covered in crumbs, juice, tears, and drool.
"Daddy?" He rasped, his voice shot from crying all morning.
"Daddy? His dad's here?" Dave frowned.
"Blaine? What's happened?" Sebastian asked.
Blaine looked at him blankly, shifting uncomfortably.
That's when the smell hit Sebastian and he wrinkled his nose. "Ugh, what is that?" He grimaced.
Dave sniffed around and coughed awkwardly. "It's coming from Blaine."
Sebastian raised his eyebrows. "Oh my…"
Dave's eyes widened comically. "Is that…?"
"A diaper." Sebastian confirmed. "Blaine? Why are you dressed like a baby and sitting in a high chair?" He frowned.
"Daddy." Blaine whimpered.
"Dave? Can you pick him up? We need to get him out of that diaper." Sebastian said.
Dave carefully unlocked the highchair and scooped Blaine, who looked almost brain dead, into his arms.
"Okay, let's take him to the bathroom." Sebastian sighed and let Dave up the stairs, where the larger man set Blaine in the bathtub.
"Do you think there are any latex gloves around here?" Dave asked. "Or surgical masks?" When there came no reply, Dave turned around to see that he was alone. "Seb?"
"Dave! C'mere! You've gotta see this." Sebastian called.
Dave frowned. "Uh, stay there, Blaine." He said before following Sebastian's voice into the couple's bedroom. "What the fuck?" He gaped when he entered.