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Kurt POV
I'll find you.
Just like last time.
Those words rang in his head. Haunting. Taunting.
I was saved from my thoughts by Annabelle.
"Daddy, Dray was mean again." She informed me.
"I know baby girl. You won't have to see him for a while now." I said kissing her forehead.
She snuggled closer.
"He's scary." She whispered. My heart clenched.
"I know baby girl. I won't let him get you. I promise." I vowed. Drake was NOT taking my daughter.
Blaine walked up and opened the door for me. I put Belle in her seat and fastened her in.
"Thank you." I say to Blaine. It had many meanings behind it.
"Anytime." He said. His mouth turned up slightly.
I hurried into the backseat before Blaine could object. He opened his mouth to protest. I stuck my toungue out childly before ducking into the seat.
He chuckled.
I looked at a already sleeping Belle. I'm feeling tired myself. I closed my eyes. And it went dark.
Blaine POV
I looked into the backseat and decided then that I had seen the CUTEST thing in the world.
Kurt's head was tilted toward Annabelle's and Annabelle's toward him. Both their mouths slightly gaped open. Adorable. Not to mention Kurt's once sprayed hair was sticking up and fluffy. I really want to run my fingers through it!
Rachel joined us shortly. She had me take a picture of the sleeping duo in the back. I was more than happy to.
The ride was relatively quiet. The event that happened moments ago seemed to have stunned even Rachel silent. Until...
"So...you're a firefighter?" Rachel asked.
"Yes. We established that." I say jokingly.
"For how long?" She probed.
"About 2 maybe 3 years. It runs in the family. Before you ask, no. I do not have Dalmatian." I said amused. She laughed.
"Ok, wise guy. So what do you think about today?" She went straight to the point.
"Well...eventful would be an understatement. I met new people who I've grown fond of and like more than friends I've had for years." I say truthfully. She blushed.
"Thank you. I'm sorry about the fighting though." She said sheepishly.
"What's a crisis without some drama." I say somewhat avoiding the subject.
"It's beyond kind you're letting them stay with you." She says.
"Well my roommate left for a job in LA and my brother went to collage at Cali. So it's quiet and lonely. I'd be more than happy to have company. Whether it be for tonight, tomorrow, next week...they can stay for as long as they need." I ramble.
"Wow. Kurt seemed to have made an impression." She said with a knowing grin. I turn away.
"He's a nice guy. Great father. Who just needs a little help." I say to the window.
"It helps that he's hot though, right?" She pesters.
"Slow down Cupid, I met the guy 12 hours ago. Not mentioning the pshyco fiancé." I say.
"That's not a no!" She accuses.
"That's not a yes either." I mumble.
This was going to be a long car ride.
30 minutes later-
After joking and bickering I made a new best friend with one Rachel Berry.
We stumble out of the car. Finally at the station.
I regret leaving the car. Besides Rachel's pestering, it was an enjoyable ride. I tried to be as sneaky as possible in looking in the mirror to see the adorable people in the back. I'm sure I was caught a few times.
"Phone." Rachel says holding her hand out.
"I have to grab it out of my locker." I say sleepily.
"Then, go." She huffs.
"Someone's grouchy." Kurt's bed head appears from the car. Like I said, ADORABLE. Rachel glares.
"Sorry medusa." She snips. Kurt runs his fingers through the tangled mess of hair. He looks hot for just waking up! Snap out of it!
"I'm gonna go..." I say stumbling to the door. I unlock the door and head to the locker room.
*Woah* A newly awaken Annabelle gasps. I see her in the doorway. Her eyes glued to one of they many trucks.
"Someday I'll let you in one." I promise her.
"Really!" She screeches. I nod. She runs at me crashing into my legs while hugging them.
"Thank you!" She cries. I bend down and return her hug.
"Only if your daddy's fine with it." I tell her sternly.
"Only if daddy's fine with what?" Kurt asks leaning in the doorway. If it isn't the man himself.
"Blaineys gonna let me go in a fir 'uck." She yawns.
"Not now angel. It's too late." Kurt says solemnly. He takes her into his arm.
"Maybe when you're not tired." He says.
"'Kay" she nods falling asleep.
"I've got my bag. Let's go." I say quietly. Kurt nods.
We walk back through the garage to the front. Rachel's half asleep against her car.
"You wanted my ph-" I stop as Rachel walks over and plucks my phone from my hands.
Click, click, click
"Now you have my number in case of emergency." She explains.
"Are you sure you just don't want to blab in my ear?" I shoot back. She gets a wicked grin as my phone chimes.
It's a text from an unknown number.
I glare at her wondering what it says.
I reluctantly open it.
It's the picture I took in the car of the two sleepy angels. I can't hold back a smile.
"Or we could be texting buddies..." Rachel smirked.
I nod. Words lost.
"Can we go? Annabelle's getting heavy." Kurt pleads.
"Ok. My car is just across the lot." I reassure.
"Bye Rach." Kurt calls already walking away.
"Bye Kurtie." She chuckles.
"Bye Belle." She adds.
"Bye Rachel Berry. It was nice meeting you." I bow jokingly.
She laughs. "Just...take care of them?" She begs.
"You have my word." I say sincerely.
"Blaine?" Kurt calls.
"That's my cue." I say walking away.
"Bye Blaine." Rachel hugs me.
I freeze before returning the hug.
"Bye" I say pulling away.
I walk over to sleepy Kurt and already sleeping Annabelle. We pile into my black car and drive the short way home.
KURT POV
We are at Blaine's house quickly. I just got in the car! I groan when I see it's slightly past midnight. It's been a long day.
"Home sweet home." Blaine mutters unlocking the door.
I gasp.
I feel like dorthoy from "the wizard of Oz" it's like a dream house! The walls are cream with dark wood paneling and hardwood floors.
I'm standing platform to the entrance of the living room. There's a leather couch and matching chairs with a large flat screen hanging on the wall.
"There's two guest rooms. One upstairs to your left at the end of the hall. Another right beside it on the right." Blaine explained.
I nod.
The stairs in front of me seem intimidating. Luckily they're carpeted! The ones leading into the living room however...not so much. There's at least 15 carpeted steps or 4 in carpeted. 1 arm, 2 legs and many breakable bones.fun
"Here." Blaine takes my sleeping child so I can take off my shoes.
"Thanks." I say rising.
"You can go first. I'll follow behind." He says. He's worried I'll fall. At least he cares.
I carefully ascend the stairs. Each step a careful as he last. 15 steps later I'm at the top.
"There's a bathroom behind the door in front of you. Towel cabinet beside it." Blaine says behind me.
"Ok." I say weakly. I'm exhausted
I trudge to the first guest room he mentioned. It's nice.
Roomy with 4 red walls and an inviting queen bed. I practically fall on it.
This feels amazing definitely theripudic.
Moments later Belle stumbles in. We both fall asleep in our clothes cuddled together. Not even caring.
...
Blaine smiles as he closes the door.
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SO SORRY for procrastinating! I've been busy with life...
btw I'm not sure how im doing POV now that they're practically living together! 1st may be difficult...
