A/N: Okay, time for the last one for this Christmas! Merry Christmas, Happy holidays and an awesome New Year to you all! ^^

"And that's when the little bear realized that he would never ever have to be alone. The End," I finished the fairytale and looked at Tom. He wasn't asleep yet, but looked a bit tired to me.

"That was a nice story," Tom said.

"It was. And as well as this little bear here, you will never be alone, we'll be there for you," I promised. I knew that at some phase both me and Blaine would die but well, now didn't seem like the right moment to talk about it. And anyway, by then he'd hopefully already have someone to love.

"Yes, you and dad. Guess what Alex said today at daycare?" Tom asked.

"Well, what did Alex say?" I asked.

"He said that it's strange that I have two dad's and no mum," Tom answered.

"Was he being mean to you?" I asked at once and noticed how my tone of voice changed. I pushed it away and decided to remain calm, no matter what my perfect child was about to tell me.

"No, he was just saying that it's strange. He has mum and dad, so does anyone else," Tom explained.

"I wouldn't say it's strange, it's just different. Me and dad love each other just as much as anyone else's parents. Maybe even more," I stated.

"I know. And I said that daddy and dad love each other and they love me," Tom said.

"That was a good thing to say. Did he say something else?" I asked, I really needed to know if this was something I should talk about with Alex's parents.

"I don't remember. He did ask if he could smack me," Tom remembered.

"WHAT? Why would he want to hit you? Did he do it? Oh I'm so calling his parents," I said indignantly.

"No, don't call them! He didn't want to hit me, he wanted to kiss," Tom explained.

I looked at Tom, amazed. I knew kids sort of fell in love already in daycares and kissed and so on, but really? These kids weren't even at school yet.

"So?" I asked.

"I let him kiss me. He had anyway kissed already Cassandra today," Tom answered.

"And?" I continued.

"I don't understand what's so great about it. But he wanted to know how it feels to kiss a boy and well, now we both know," Tom said.

"You do know that you can love anyone you want and it's okay with me and dad?" I reminded him.

"I do. But right now I like to play with friends, not smack them every once in a while," Tom sighed.

"I prefer you doing that too. Kissing can wait. But now, I believe it's time to try to get some sleep. We have to wake up early tomorrow," I smiled.

"Ok. Good night daddy," Tom yawned.

"Good night sweetheart," I answered and quickly kissed his cheek.

I walked to the door and turned to watch my son, who was already in sleep. Probably he just wanted to tell about Alex, maybe that had been the only thing keeping him awake. I smiled, turned the light off and closed the door. I uttered a laughter while thinking about Tom and Alex, that must've been an awkward moment between those two. Or not, they were still kids, they didn't know why it should've been awkward. They knew pretty much nothing about things being complicated, they just did what felt right. Somehow I wished I could be a kid again.

"So, did Tom fall asleep?" Blaine asked me when I entered the living room.

"I believe he did. At least he looked like it. Our boy has grown up," I sighed, sat next to Blaine and let my head rest on his shoulder.

"He sure has. A lot. Is there a specific reason for you to say so today?" Blaine asked.

"He has been kissed for the first time," I said, tried to keep my voice casual.

I felt exactly when Blaine understood what I had just told him. It took quite long, actually, I had been succesful in not letting my voice reveal a thing. I smiled wide as he gently pushed me a bit further. I stared deep into Blaine's eyes, saw the confusion in him. He got some of my calmness, this was no bad thing, there were no pedophiles going around that we knew of.

"What?" Blaine simply asked.

"You know that boy, Alex? He had said that it's weird that Tom has who dads and no mum. Then he had just wanted to know how it feels like to kiss a boy. Oh, the term Tom used was smack, maybe it's in now, don't get confused. It doesn't mean that he got hit, he got kissed," I explained.

"But isn't Alex that boy that was 'dating' some girl?" Blaine asked and made huge air quotes.

"He is. I understood that it was just a one time thing, just trying out. Tom isn't too interested about kissing yet," I laughed.

"Well, I like it that way. He's still a bit young to have boy- or girlfriends. Or is it just me?" Blaine asked.

"I agree, he's a bit young. But then again, we have grown old too. Or should it be said that we've matured? Thinking about hitting the big 35 next spring makes me feel old," I joked.

"And yet you haven't changed at all. From the inside, I mean, the outside has got even more handsome," Blaine leaned on and whispered to my ear.

"I must've got it from you," I whispered back and kissed him.

Even after all these years every single kiss with Blaine was a fresh adventure to the world of pleasure. He was gentle or rough, everything that I needed at the time. Cuddling with him was the best thing ever.

"You know, I love you more, day by day," I said to him and gently let my lips touch his cheek.

"I'll be yours forever," he answered and made my inside turn upside down.

"Let's go to bed."

"But, but, it's not even late yet!"

"It will be once we're going to sleep."

"Do I think what you're thinking?"

"I believe you do. Come on now, love!"

"Oh, teehee, well, okay. I love you."

"Love you too," I answered and pushed him to the bedroom in front of me. It was such a good thing that Tom's room was on the other side of the house.