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Two weeks had passed since Kurt had last spoken to Blaine and Xander couldn't stand it. Kurt was acting sad again, almost as sad as he had been when he lost Jon. Not quite as upset, but not far off, at least this time he was trying to fake a smile. Xander studied his father as Kurt robotically cleaned the kitchen, this was his fault, he knew it was, he's told Kurt he wanted him to break up with Mr. Blaine, and Kurt had.
"Daddy," Xander said softly, desperate to fix what he had done. Kurt looked up at him, smiling softly, not a true smile, but not entirely faked either. Xander couldn't think of anything to say so he merely shook his head and looked back down at the table. Kurt tilted his head slightly in confusion but the said,
"You want to go get ice cream later?" Xander's head snapped up and he beamed,
"Can we invite Mr. Bla-" he bit his lip, Kurt wasn't the only one missing Blaine. Kurt flinched violently and gulped,
"If you want I can call him." His voice was smaller than Xander could remember hearing it in a long time, but he shook his head, no, he had messed this up. And he had to fix it, but how?
Xander spend the next day trying to think of ideas to get his father and Blaine back together. Because it hurt to see Kurt with someone other than his Papa, but it hurt more to see his Daddy so sad.
"Kurt!" Claire gasped when he opened the door to let her in, but Kurt quickly shook his head and motioned to Xander who waved quietly at her. But then suddenly, it hit him, maybe he didn't have to fix this on his own.
"Auntie Claire!" he cried and grabbed her hand, pulling her urgently into his bedroom. Claire looked back at Kurt, confused, but he just shrugged. Xander shut the door behind him and lead Claire to his bed, jumping on it, patting the seat next to him. Claire seemed to be getting more confused by the moment, but she humored her nephew and sat on the bed.
"What's going on little man?" Claire asked, noticing how he showed signs of being nervous, the same way John used to, looking at the ground and turning his lips to one corner of his mouth.
"I made a mistake," Xander whispered before looking up at her, she was alarmed to see that his eyes were filled with tears.
"Oh, honey, it's all right," Claire claimed, pulling him into a hug, shushing him soothingly.
"I hurt Daddy real bad," Xander whimpered, Claire pulled away so she could look at him.
"What do you mean?" Xander inhaled a shaky breath before starting the story.
"You know Mr. Blaine, and how Daddy likes him?" Claire nodded, "I like him too, but…" a stray tear feel down Xander's face, "He is really funny and loves Harry, and calls me Harry Potter, and he makes Daddy smile and I think he loves Daddy too. He went out for ice cream with us, and took Daddy out to dinner," Claire nodded, but she began to link what Xander was saying with the pain in Kurt's eyes when she first arrived, but she didn't say anything. "But then Daddy was giving him Papa's kisses. What about Papa? Are we just supposed to forget him?" Xander cried, tears falling faster and harder,
"No!" Claire said, hugging Xander again, "Your Daddy will never stop loving Papa, and neither will you. And Mr. Blaine will never expect you to stop loving your Papa for him. He will never try to take his place either. He'll be just a friend, ok?" Claire asked, but Xander shook his head,
"I messed up," he sobbed, "I told Daddy I didn't want him to love Mr. Blaine anymore, and he said he wouldn't. And now he's sad all the time, and I don't know how to fix it." Claire stoked his back comfortingly, wondering if Kurt was listening outside the door.
"Xander, you can just tell Daddy that you are sorry, and tell him that you are ok if he loves Blaine."
"What if Mr. Blaine has found someone else to love?" Xander asked, and Claire shook her head,
"It doesn't happen that quickly, sweetheart, I'm sure Mr. Blaine will be just fine with coming back around." She smiled warmly and he smiled weakly at her, "You could call Mr. Blaine… tell him you're sorry, and that your Daddy misses him. And then I think you need to tell your Daddy and Mr. Blaine everything you told me about not wanting to forget Papa, I think they need to know that, that is what you thought was going to happen."
"What if Daddy's mad at me?" Xander asked, snuggling into Claire's lap.
"He's not going to be mad at you, he would want you to tell him how you feel. You are SO important to him, and he would never be mad for you still missing Papa, I'm sure he does too."
"Really?" Xander whispered and Claire nodded, maybe he could fix this.
After Claire left Kurt continued cleaning up while Xander played, so Xander took that opportunity to get the phone and take it to his room. He knew he was tricking Mr. Blaine, but he had to get him over to the apartment as quickly as possible, and if Blaine loved his Daddy as much as he thought, this would get him over there in a second. He carefully pressed Blaine's number and waited, it was only two rings before the voice came over the phone,
"Kurt?" Mr. Blaine's voice was soft and almost sounded scared. Xander almost felt bad as he let the performer his Daddy had raised him to be, out.
"Mr. Blaine!" He choked,
"Xander?" Mr. Blaine's voice raised in panic.
"Daddy needs you, please hurry!" Xander whimpered, making it sound like he was crying,
"Where is he Xander, can you put him on the phone?" Mr. Blaine was trying to sound calm, but he was failing, and sounded rather hysterical.
"No! I can't… he's in the kitchen you have to hurry, please Mr. Blaine," Xander begged.
"I'll be right there," Blaine promised, "can you stay talking to me, Xander?"
"No," he claimed, sniffling, "I have to go help Daddy," Xander hung up the phone just as Mr. Blaine tried to stop him. He knew he would get in trouble for lying, but maybe they would be so happy to be together again they wouldn't punish him. He left his room feeling rather proud of himself, Kurt saw him.
"Well don't you look like the cat who eat the canary," Kurt stated, his eyebrow raised expectantly. Xander looked down at his shoe but couldn't stop the small smile that appeared,
"I thought of a way to make you smile again, and I just want you to see."
"A way to make me-?" Kurt began, his face contorted in guilt, but Xander shook his head,
"It's ok, I know, but you won't be sad much longer, you'll see." He promised, heading back into his room, Kurt looking mildly worriedly at him, but he didn't want to try to begin to understand what that mischievous child had planned.
"I GOT IT!" Xander screamed when a desperate knock came at the door ten minutes later. Kurt was already in the room, but Xander ran past him and threw open the door.
"Is he-?" Blaine looked scared and out of sorts, so when he saw Kurt, healthy and unharmed, his first instinct was to launch himself at Kurt and hug him as tightly as he could. Xander watched Kurt who seemed for a moment to forget that Xander had broken them up, and held the slighter shorter man as tightly as he could, closing his eyes and breathing in his scent deeply. But then his eyes popped open and he pulled away, looking puzzled.
"What are you doing here?" Blaine seemed to still be catching his breath that the fear that something terrible had happened to Kurt had stolen.
"Xander called me and said—" Blaine cut himself off and looked at Xander who was looking up at the men sheepishly. "Xander why would you tell me your Daddy was hurt?"
"I didn't tell you he was hurt I told you he needed you, which is true. You make him smile," Xander explained, but he could tell from just the look Kurt was giving him that no matter how happy they were, he was still in trouble.
"Alexander Christopher Hummel-Burman, what gave you the idea to call Mr. Blaine and make it sound like I was hurt," he looked at Blaine for conformation, he nodded, not wanting to get Xander in trouble, but knowing that what he did wasn't ok either.
"You just look so sad all the time, and I didn't want you to be sad because of me," Xander wiped his eyes, not wanting them to see him upset. But Kurt of course saw it and scooped him up, kissing his face affectionately,
"You could never make me sad, Baby, never," Kurt promised.
"But you missed Mr. Blaine, and I made you break up and I'm sorry," he replied, not pulling away from Kurt as he prepared himself to tell Kurt what he had told Claire.
"You didn't make Blaine and I break up," Kurt stated, "we did it because it made you uncomfortable, and you will always come first." Blaine nodded, making sure Xander saw, but Xander shook his head,
"I like Mr. Blaine, I just didn't want you to stop loving Papa," Xander admitted. Kurt looked at Blaine whose eyes had widened and he saw the question in Kurt's eyes, and he nodded.
"Come on, Baby, the three of us need to talk, how about I get us some water and you tell me all about what's been going through that blonde head of yours," Xander nodded.
"I'll get the water," Blaine offered, Kurt nodded gratefully and sat on the couch, Xander clinging to him. Kurt rocked him back and forth gently for a while, knowing he hadn't done it since Xander was 4, but it felt right, and Xander wasn't complaining. When Blaine returned, Kurt smiled softly at him, and Xander, though he didn't say anything, was happy that for the first time in weeks, it was a real smile.
"I want you to know, I could not stop loving Papa if I tried, I will always love him very much. And no one, not even Mr. Blaine, could change that."
"And I certainly wouldn't want to change that. But you want to know something?" Xander nodded slowly at Blaine, "I never met Jon, but I know all about him." Xander looked at him confused, "You are so much like him, your Daddy tells me you get your ice cream addiction from your Papa, and you look so much like him. And the way you twist your mouth when you're nervous, or the way you giggle when someone touches you right here," Blaine poked Xander's side and he laughed.
"We will never be able to forget him, Xan, because he is such a big part of you, and I will always be able to look at you and see him. And I love that I can see him in your eyes, and I will always love him for giving me you, ok?" Kurt kissed Xander's hair, "So no matter what happens with Mr Blaine and me, Papa will always be in my heart. And he will always be in yours," Kurt promised.
"But what if I forget him?" Xander asked, but Kurt shook his head,
"I haven't forgotten my mom, and it's been much longer since she went to heaven. But if you ever think you are… tell me and we can talk about him, and look at pictures, I don't want you to forget him anymore than you want to."
"And Xander, I am never going to be able to replace him, not to you or Daddy. I will never try to be your Papa, ok, I promise," Blaine swore and Xander nodded, smiling softly.
"Anything else you are thinking about?" Kurt asked, kissing his head, Xander thought for a moment before grinning,
"Can we go get ice cream?" Both men laughed,
"Tonight, yes, but you mister are going to be punished for lying to Mr. Blaine, so after tonight, no dessert for two weeks." Kurt said, his eyebrow raised sternly,
"TWO!" Xander wailed, grabbing at Kurt's shirt, "But I got you guys back together!"
"But lying was not how to do it, young man, but thank you," Kurt said, grinning up at Blaine who beamed back.
"One week, please Daddy, please," Xander begged, but Kurt shook his head that is until Blaine grabbed his hand and kissed it softly. Blaine's eyes were soft and sweet and Kurt melted,
"Oh all right, one week," Kurt caved.
"Yes!" Xander cheered and held up his hand to Blaine to give a high five. Kurt gave both of them a glare but it was half-hearted and they both knew it so Blaine winked at him and they both chuckled.
"Ok, let me get dinner started then we'll go get fat and fall into a sugar coma," Kurt said but Blaine shook his head,
"Why don't we go out for dinner, on me." Kurt looked at Xander who smiled,
"Pizza!" Blaine laughed,
"Pizza is it," Kurt stood, flipped Xander upside down and holding him by his feet.
"Oh my monkey, what am I going to do with you?" Kurt asked, Xander giggled and squealed as Blaine tickled his sides mercilessly. "I just got another child didn't I?" Kurt asked as Blaine stuck his tongue out, winking at Xander who was finally back on his feet. Suddenly Xander and Blaine met eyes, both with mischievous sparks in their eyes and Kurt looked at them cautiously, "Guys…" he began but then suddenly Blaine tackled him onto the couch and he and Xander began tickling him until he was crying with laughter. Finally once they had calmed down, all lying on a pile on the couch, Blaine and Xander lying beside each other and both reclining against Kurt,
"Harry Potter, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." Blaine said, Kurt moaned as Xander and Blaine laughed, but he couldn't deny that he could spend the rest of his life like this.
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