I still own nothing, I still cry myself to sleep at night.
Seasons of Love
by-andthenIfound5dollars
A/N:A last minute play-date cancellation and Sophie gets a tour of her Papa's office. A benefit for dads and a sitter for Liam. An afternoon of errands and putting their babies to bed after a normal weekend in the Anderson-Hummel household.
Because chapter 11 is on the short side and is really more of an extended epilogue type of update, it should be up tomorrow or Friday, and then that's it for Part 2!
A weekend in March...
Saturday 11 a.m.
"Shit," Kurt murmured, setting his phone down on the counter. He looked over at his daughter happily playing games on her tablet underneath the table. He sighed, quickly formulating a plan in his head.
"Hey Soph, can you come out here please," he called, grabbing her backpack from the counter.
"The alarm didn't go off yet," she informed him, shimmying from underneath the table and handing him the tablet. "Do I have to be done already?"
"Yeah, monster," Kurt told her, taking the tablet and setting it on the counter before stuffing a yogurt, two granola bars, and a bag of carrot sticks into an insulated lunch bag."That was your friend Molly's mom on the phone, Molly isn't feeling well and they had to cancel your play-date."
"Aw man," Sophie pouted, climbing up onto a bar stool and putting her chin in her hands.
"I know, I'm sorry," Kurt told her, screwing the top on her cup of juice and sticking it in the lunch bag as well.
"Daddy and Liam won't be back for a few hours, and I have a meeting. How about instead, you come with me to the office?"
Sophie perked up. "Really?" she asked, hopping down from the stool and clapping her hands.
Kurt smiled as he nodded. "But only if you can promise to be really good and quiet during the meeting."
Hopping from one foot to the other, Sophie nodded as seriously as she could before stopping dead in her tracks, looking down at her jeans and sweater, then looking back up at her dad.
"I have to change," she decided, turning on her heel.
Kurt laughed and started to call after her that she didn't need to change, but then thought better of it. This was his daughter after all.
He grabbed some art supplies, two books, and threw her tablet in her backpack with the insulated lunch bag. He texted Blaine the change of plans, then loaded his bag with the sketches he'd been working on, as well as the fabric swatches. He was tightening up his tie when Sophie came running down the stairs, her brown curls flying behind her.
Kurt covered his mouth with his hand to suppress a giggle. He turned around to grab her black pea coat from the closet and held it out for her to slip on. He arranged her hair back into her barret before pulling on his own coat and handing over her bag.
"If you're super good, we can have lunch after my meeting," he told her as they walked down the hall, hand in hand, toward the elevator.
"Really?" she asked. "Just the two of us?"
Kurt smiled down at her and squeezed her hand. "Just the two of us," he nodded.
They walked to the end of the block before stopping to hail a cab. Kurt made sure Sophie was buckled in tight before picking up his phone and calling the office to make sure everyone was assembled for him when he got there. He looked over at his daughter, whose hands were clasped tightly in her lap as she watched out the window with just her feet bouncing in rhythm to the music the cab driver had playing.
Twenty minutes later Kurt was leading Sophie down the hall to his office. His assistant Malerie stood when she saw him coming.
"Hi," she greeted them, holding out her hand for his coat.
"Hi, thanks for coming in on a Saturday," he said, helping Sophie out of her coat and handing it to Malerie as well. "Sophie, you remember Malerie?"
She smiled down at Soph and gave her a small wave. Sophie nodded and waved back.
"Yep, hi Malerie."
Malerie looked at Kurt with question in her eyes.
"Her play-date was canceled," Kurt explained, setting his bag on the desk. "The nanny asked for the weekend off, and Mel is out of town until tonight. I figured I could call the three babysitters, one of which we already have coming over tonight for the benefit dinner, still not have a sitter and be late for the meeting, or I could bring her along and hope this doesn't go much past an hour or so."
Malerie nodded with a smile as Kurt led Sophie into his office.
"Alright, buddy," he started, leading Sophie over to his desk.
"This is your office, Papa?" Sophie asked, climbing up into his chair and looking around in wonder.
"Yep."
"Hey, that's me!" she cried, pointing to the frame on his desk.
"Of course that's you," he laughed, kissing the top of her head. "How am I supposed to get through my day without seeing your gorgeous face?"
"You're so silly, Papa," Sophie giggled.
"Okay monster, I forgot my iPod at home, but I have Wicked, Mary Poppins, and Camelot here, what would you like to listen to?" Kurt asked, walking over to the dock on his shelf.
"Mary Poppins, please," Sophie answered, pulling her colored pencils over to her and flipping open a sketchbook.
Kurt turned the music on, then walked over to his table to grab the sketches he'd left there. He kissed the top of her head again. "Malerie will be just outside the door if you need anything, and if you get hungry she will give you a snack to hold you over til' lunch."
"K."
"And you also have a few books and some trucks in your bag as well, okay?"
Sophie nodded and Kurt blew her a kiss before he pulled the door to his office to almost closed and smiled at Malerie. He pulled his bag open and grabbed the rest of the samples and sketches he would need.
"She should be fine in there, but there are some carrot sticks and yogurt in her bag in case she gets hungry."
Okay," she answered, hanging up her phone. "Everything is set up and ready for you in the conference room when you're ready," she said, taking the bag from him.
"Right. If she gets too antsy, or if this runs way longer than I'm anticipating, her tablet is in here too, but only use it as a last resort. We try to limit her time on it to 30 minutes, and she's already been on it earlier this morning. She knows that so she won't ask for it, just tell her I said it was okay."
Malerie nodded while also handing him the clipboard he was looking for.
Kurt sighed and closed his eyes. "Am I a total ass for asking you to do this? I know it's not really in your job description," Kurt asked. Malerie just laughed.
"Don't sweat it. Make me something new to wear for my date or let me go shopping in the closet and we'll call it even."
"Deal," Kurt agreed, hurrying down the hall.
1:30 p.m.
"Hey, how'd it go?" Kurt asked, walking up to Malerie's desk.
"Fine," she answered with a shrug. "She came out once to ask if she had a cup, which I gave her, then about twenty minutes later she came out and asked if I would switch the music. Your office didn't look any worse for wear when I went in, a few trucks strewn about..."
Kurt laughed and nodded. "Yeah, her current obsession is those little remote control trucks, she races them," he laughed, running his hands through his hair. "Okay, could you transcribe my notes and email them to me, and then I made a list of the fabrics we chose and how much, could you put an order in for everything?"
"Yeah, of course," Malerie agreed, taking both folders and the iPad from Kurt.
"If you could get the order in now, that would be great. The notes you can wait til' Monday since I know you need to get home to get ready for tonight too."
"Oh, will you be here on Monday?" Malerie asked, picking up her own iPad to change the schedule she kept.
"Yeah, for the morning at least," Kurt nodded, making a note to tell Grace as well that he would need to go to the office on Monday, as he usually stayed home.
Kurt walked in his office and had to smile. Sophie was laying on the floor, kicking her feet softly against his couch while she flipped through one of her books. There were a few trucks on the floor and she had taken off her cardigan and ballet flats and laid them over his chair. She looked up and smiled when he walked in.
"Was I good?" she asked him, sitting up.
"You were...wonderful, stupendous, exemplary!" he cried, picking her up and tickling her tummy. She giggled as he kissed her cheek and set her back on her feet. "Pick up your toys baby, and put your shoes and cardigan back on, I'm starving!"
"YAY!" she called, grabbing her bag from the floor. "Ladies who lunch!"
Kurt smiled as he pulled his buzzing phone from his pocket and read a text from Blaine saying they just got home, Liam was down for a nap and Blaine had picked up their tuxes from the dry cleaner.
Just as he was typing a reply saying thank you and asking if he wanted Kurt to bring him home some lunch, Malerie came back in the office.
"Kurt, the chartreuse you wrote down, they don't have the gray hue you want. They have a puce that is almost exactly the same, but not enough for the amount you wanted."
Kurt looked up and groaned. "No, that can't be right. I checked this week to make sure everything was in and well stocked." He rubbed his eyes in frustration.
Malerie shrugged with a frown. "They must have just pulled it, I can call our other supplier, but not until Monday, they close at noon on Saturdays."
"Shii-ooot," Kurt moaned, catching his word just in time and sinking down to his chair, looking over at his daughter who was pulling her shoes on.
"We decided on that color..." he trailed off, watching her stand up to pull her cardigan on. Should he have Malerie call everyone back and decide on a new color, or risk it until Monday and see what else they could get instead. Sophie looked over and smiled at him as she zipped up her backpack.
"No," he decided, standing up. "Put in the order for everything else, and if worse comes to worst, I have a second supplier in Seattle. It's a little pricier, but I'll play around with the numbers to see if I can make it work."
Malerie nodded and pulled the door shut. Kurt finished his text message then loaded up his bag, looked around his office to make sure Sophie didn't forget anything, and turned off the music dock.
"Ready baby?" he asked, turning off the lights and reaching for her hand.
"Yep."
Malerie handed over both of their coats and helped Sophie into hers while Kurt pulled on his. "It was nice seeing you again, Miss Sophia. Have a fun rest of your day," Malerie told her with a smile.
"Thank you," Sophie smiled, pulling her backpack on.
"Thanks again, Malerie," Kurt said. "I'll see you tonight."
She waved as Kurt led Sophie down the hall and toward the elevator. "So Miss Sophia, where are we going to lunch today?"
"Ummmm," she screwed up her face for a moment before breaking into a smile and jumping up and down a few times. "The Cafeteria?"
Kurt squeezed her hand and smiled. "Ooo, that sounds delectable!"
Sophie talked nonstop as they walked to the train stop, holding tight to Kurt's hand as she skipped along.
4:05 p.m.
"Hey, I thought I heard you coming in," Blaine called, walking downstairs just as Kurt pushed open the door, Sophie fast asleep in his arms.
"Hey," Kurt huffed out a smile as he adjusted Sophie. Blaine leaned in for a kiss.
"She was a trooper until the very end," Kurt whispered as Blaine carefully took Sophie's bag and coat off. "She was basically falling asleep in her brownie."
Blaine chuckled as he laid Sophie carefully on the couch and covered her with a blanket.
"Let her snooze here for a little while," Blaine decided as Kurt went into the kitchen to make some tea. "I can't imagine she'll get much rest tonight anyway."
Kurt nodded and rolled his neck, wishing he had time for nap as well. The spot next to Sophie looked mighty comfy. Instead he smiled at his husband and leaned in for another kiss when Blaine came into the kitchen and pulled two mugs down from the cabinet.
"How was music class?" Kurt asked a few minutes later, pulling the kettle before it made too much noise.
"It was good, it took him a few minutes to warm up, but he was having fun by the end of it." They walked over to the table and sat down. "We stopped by the bodega down the street after picking up the dry cleaning and got the last few things for brunch tomorrow before we do the major shopping tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh good." Kurt smiled, hooking his ankle behind Blaine's under the table. "I was afraid I would have to get up early and go, thank you."
Blaine grinned and shook his head, before sighing and taking a sip of his tea.
"I was thinking, if it's nice tomorrow again we can take the kids to the park before we run our Sunday errands," Kurt said. "Mel will probably go with us if we can get Sophie to do the puppy eyed thing for her."
Blaine laughed and nodded. "Sounds good to me."
"So, what time does Sophie need to be at her party?" Blaine asked after a few moments of comfortable silence had passed.
Kurt stood up and glanced at the invitation that was hanging on the refrigerator. "Six," he read before opening the door and pulling out a plate of cut lemon and the tub of honey from the cabinet. "But the car isn't coming to get us until eight, so I can take her before I get in the shower. It's just a few blocks away."
Blaine nodded as he squeezed a wedge of lemon into his tea. "Oh, how was your meeting?" he asked. Kurt smiled and nodded as he dropped some honey into his mug.
"It was...productive," Kurt trailed off, setting his ankle behind Blaine's again.
"That good, huh?"
Kurt laughed and Blaine nudged his ankle back a little, urging Kurt to go on.
"No, it was fine," Kurt paused to take a sip from his mug. "We were productive...I don't know, the layout is just feeling a little...morose and I can't figure out how to fix it, or even if I really want to fix it."
"What do you mean you don't want to fix it, why wouldn't you want to fix it?" Blaine asked, sitting up and putting his hand on Kurt's crossed knee.
Kurt shrugged and put his chin on the hand he had resting on the table. "I don't know...It's not that I don't care, it's that I don't care enough. I don't care like I used to."
Blaine furrowed his brow.
"I don't care like I should care." Kurt leaned back and closed his eyes. "And it's not even a full line anyway."
"Well, honey...it can be-"
"No," Kurt exclaimed, opening his eyes and sitting up. "This is your year. We already decided this."
Blaine sighed out a laugh.
"No, Blaine I mean it," Kurt reiterated, even more firmly. "You are starring in a show that you wrote! How amazing is that?" Kurt announced proudly, threading their fingers together and squeezing. "I am so unbelievably proud of you, and I wanna be by your side for every second of it."
"And you will be," Blaine assured him. "But that doesn't mean you have to give up on what you want, I would never ask that of you."
"That's just it though, I don't think I want it...at least not right now." Kurt paused, taking a sip of his tea before uncrossing his legs and pulling Blaine's hand into both of his. "What I want, is to take my daughter out to lunch more often. It makes her so happy and it's such an easy thing to do, make her smile like that. I want to be there for your opening night, and the cast parties, and benefit concerts, and award shows, without trying to work everything into my schedule."
"Award shows, huh?" Blaine asked, his voice only slightly wobbly.
"You bet your ass, all of 'em." Kurt laughed, before dropping his tone playfully. "How are my Hummel original suits ever gonna sell without you to model them for me, for free?"
Blaine dropped his head in bashful laughter.
"I'm not saying, quit...I'm saying cut back, even more than I already was. I don't wanna move to the suburbs and become a househusband...not that there's anything wrong with that," Kurt assured to a laughing Blaine.
"Of course not," Blaine agreed, leaning forward just a touch and threading their fingers together.
"I'm saying I wanna design instead of produce. I want to stay awake at night because of idea's in my head, instead of worry about what may or may not sell. I wanna focus on my brand instead of worrying if we have enough marketable pieces to make the not marketable pieces thrive." Kurt leaned forward into Blaine's space. "I wanna work from home and spend time with our son. Plan meals and cook with Sophie. Have afternoon sex with you. Actually sit in on the meetings for Rage, instead of having them relayed back to me after the fact."
Blaine nodded again and pulled on the back of Kurt's neck to bring their lips together.
"This is your year, Blaine," Kurt whispered against his husband's lips. "Let me be the one to support you and your dreams."
"I love you, so much." Blaine murmured, their foreheads resting against each other. "I just want you to be sure. I don't want you to wake up in a year and resent me."
"I'm sure this is what I want, I would be a pretty shitty person if I resented you for something I wanted," Kurt assured him. "I love you, too...and that's why I want to do this, not just for you, not just for me, but for us. For our family."
Blaine threaded his fingers in the short hair on the back of his husband's neck and nodded against his forehead, and Kurt rubbed his hands up and down Blaine's back. They sat there for a few minutes, just holding each other.
"Umm, dads?" Sophie interrupted, breaking the silence of the room. The guys broke apart, wiping their eyes and looking over at Sophie who was standing by the couch watching them warily. "Is everything okay? Why are you crying?"
Kurt and Blaine started laughing and motioned for her to come to them.
"Everything's fine, buddy," Kurt promised as Sophie climbed up into Blaine's lap. "Dad and I are just talking about boring dad stuff."
Sophie rolled her eyes in the patented Kurt Hummel way, and nuzzled closer into Blaine's neck. Kurt smiled as he took a sip from his almost completely cooled cup of tea.
"Come on munchkin," Kurt stood up and motioned for Sophie to follow him. "I hear your brother and we need to get you packed for your sleepover tonight."
"Hey, yeah!" Blaine exclaimed as he took Sophie's hand and they followed Kurt up the stairs. "Your first sleepover, are you excited?"
5:35 p.m.
"Soph, grab a scarf too," Kurt called up the stairs to his daughter as he carried Liam into the living room and set him on the floor.
"K!" he heard Sophie call back.
"Here sweetie," Kurt said to Liam, pulling the basket of toys over to him and kissing the top of his hat covered head. He made sure the latch on the gate to the stairs was secure, before walking over to the closet to grab his and Sophie's coats.
"She's on her way down," Blaine announced, coming down the stairs. "Are you sure you don't want me to take her?"
"No, that's okay, I can do it." Kurt assured him. "Thanks, though."
"Okay," Blaine answered with a smile. "I guess I'll get Liam fed so it's one less thing the sitter has to do."
Kurt nodded and followed Blaine into the kitchen. "I need to make him some more food tomorrow, but I know he has some peas in here." Kurt opened the fridge. "And there is some leftover bowtie pasta, you know how much he loves those."
"I'll cut up an avocado as well," Blaine decided as Sophie came bounding down the stairs. "Ooo and we have some pesto too, I'll throw that with the pasta," he finished.
"Sounds great," Kurt agreed, pulling on his coat and helping Sophie into hers as well. "After I drop her off, I'm gonna stop at Joe Coffee on the way back. Want a empty calorie filled, full of caffeine to keep us up all night, cup of heaven?" Kurt asked as he laughed and helped Sophie with her scarf.
"Yes, please," Blaine answered leaning down. "Come here stinker, and give me a kiss goodnight."
"Bye Daddy," Sophie sang, letting her dad pull her into a hug.
"Have fun," Blaine told her, kissing her temple. "Use your manners and be respectful."
"I will," Sophie promised before pulling away from her dad and skipping over to the door.
Kurt laughed and shook his head. "I'll be back in a few."
7:41 p.m.
"He was a total disaster after dinner, so Blaine went ahead and gave him a bath already and put him in his PJ's," Kurt told their sitter Cara, balancing Liam on his hip. "You guys can just play down here until bedtime, read some books."
"Sure," Cara answered, rubbing her hand on Liam's back. He was smiling at Cara, but clutching the blanket Kurt had draped over himself to protect his clean and pressed suit from Liam's baby hands.
"At around 8:30, we give him about a cup of yogurt, then you can take him upstairs and give him his bottle. He's usually down for the count by 9, sometimes 9:30 if he's feeling especially stubborn."
"Everything you need to make his bottle is pre-measured and ready for you in the fridge," Blaine interrupted, coming down the stairs with their coats and scarves. "We usually nuke a cup of water for 30 seconds and then let the bottle warm up in there until it's nice and warm."
"He'll want to be held while he drinks his bottle and his rotating lamp has to be on or else he won't settle," Kurt broke in. "And we usually sing to him a little before we lay him down."
Cara smiled and nodded. "Anything in particular?" she asked.
"Nah," Kurt grinned, kissing Liam's temple. "He's not picky."
"After he's out, there is cash on the refrigerator if you wanna order pizza, or there's a great Thai place a few blocks down. There isn't much, but help yourself to anything in the fridge or pantry." Blaine told her, taking Liam from Kurt so he could put on his coat and scarf. "And we have, like, a million movie channels."
"Plus pretty much all things reality TV related is recorded on our DVR." Kurt added, kissing the back of Liam's head.
"Just don't delete anything, or else you will incur the wrath of Kurt," Blaine warned her with an over exaggerated wink, handing a reluctant but compliant Liam over to Cara.
Kurt rolled his eyes at his husband and shook his head at Cara. "After the benefit we may go out for a drink with our friends Rachel and Sam, she'll be done with her show by then. If we do, we may not be home until around 1 or so," Kurt told her as Blaine grabbed his keys and cell from the counter and opened the door.
"But we'll text you if we decide to go, or if we'll be any later," Blaine assured her, leading Kurt out the door. Liam was handling this surprisingly well, and he didn't want to push their luck.
"No problem, you guys have fun. We'll be just fine," Cara promised them, bouncing Liam on her hip a little.
"Bye baby, we love you," Kurt called, waving to his son.
Blaine waved to Cara as he all but pushed Kurt out the door.
"Call or text us if you need anything," Blaine called, blowing a kiss to Liam and pulling the door shut behind them.
"Oh no you don't," Blaine threatened, pulling Kurt along when it looked like he was going to wait at the door. "He will be fine and we are late, Cara has sat for him dozens of times."
Kurt rolled his eyes but let his husband lead him toward the elevator.
10:03 p.m.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," Blaine said, walking up to Kurt and the woman he was talking to. "Kurt, can I talk to you for a minute?"
Kurt looked at Blaine in surprise, and excused himself.
"What's up?" he asked as they walked toward the coat check.
"That was Lexy, Stella's mom. She said Sophie's been crying and wants us to come and get her."
"Oh no," Kurt sighed as the two immediately started to make their way through the throngs of people. "Is she sick?"
"I asked and Lexy said no, just upset. They were getting ready to settle down and Soph kinda freaked out. I told her one of us would be on our way to pick her up." They got stopped in front of a crowd of people and Blaine put his hand on Kurt's arm.
"You don't have to leave though, I can go get her and take her home."
Kurt shook his head vehemently as they made it to the coat check and handed over their ticket stubs. "No, of course not. I'll text Rachel that we can't make it, things are getting ready to wrap up here anyway," he nodded as the valet handed over their coats. "Why don't you go get a cab, I'm just gonna say goodbye to Isabelle and see if I can catch Malerie to say goodbye."
"Okay, give them both my love as well," Blaine told him, heading out the door.
It only took Kurt a few minutes to find Isabelle, they made plans for a meeting on Tuesday to talk about Rage, before a quick kiss goodbye. He couldn't find Malerie, but had seen her flirting with an intern after dinner. Kurt smiled with hope for a hook-up for his friend as he sent her a text message that he would see her on Monday morning.
Kurt pulled on his coat and wrapped his scarf around his neck as he walked out the door. Blaine was waiting at the curb with a cab.
"Hey baby, goin' my way?" Blaine asked, pretending to twirl his imaginary pocket watch and smacking his imaginary gum in his best 20's zootsuit impression. Kurt laughed as he climbed in the cab.
"How did I fall in love with such a nerd?" Kurt asked, trying to hide his smile.
"Yeah, but I'm your nerd," Blaine said, nuzzling into Kurt's neck, making him laugh again.
"Yeah, you're my nerd," Kurt assured him as the cab pulled away from the curb and took off down the road.
After a few minutes, Kurt pulled out his phone to text Rachel the change in plans.
"How'd Rach take it?" Blaine asked.
Kurt was shaking his head, getting ready to say that she hadn't answered when his phone started ringing. He gave his husband a look before bring the phone to his ear.
"Hi Rachel," Kurt answered.
Blaine looked over at him with a sympathetic grin as Kurt tried to explain to his best friend what had happened and why they couldn't go out for that drink now.
Kurt was still on the phone with her when they pulled up in front of Lexy and Stella's apartment building. Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt's cheek before opening the door to the cab.
"I'll go in and get her, you stay out here and wait with the cab," Blaine said. Kurt nodded his consent and rolled his eyes at his phone, then laughed at something Rachel said, calling her ridiculous in the way only Kurt ever could.
After another five minutes or so, Kurt finally hung up with Rachel. He checked his phone again and saw Malerie had texted while he was talking to Rachel, saying it was a no go with the intern, that she was home now and would see Kurt on Monday. Kurt was texting his reply when he looked up and saw Blaine walking out of the building, carrying Sophie against his chest, her legs dangling around his hips.
Kurt had to laugh at the pair of them as he climbed out of the cab. Sophie was still in her black and white striped pajamas, her gray boots on her feet and wrapped in her red coat with her backpack on. Blaine had his arms securely around her as he walked towards the car.
"Hey there, sleepyhead," Kurt cooed softly to Sophie, kissing her cheek.
"Hi Papa," Sophie mumbled, opening her eyes and lifting her head from where it was laying against Blaine's shoulder.
"You ready to go home, baby?" Kurt asked, pushing her hair out of her face and rubbing her back a little.
Sophie nodded before laying her head against Blaine's shoulder again and yawning. Blaine huffed out a laugh and smiled at his husband.
Kurt climbed into the back of the car, Blaine pulled Sophie off of him and set her in the car next to him. Kurt buckled her into the seat as Blaine climbed in behind her and pulled the door shut. He gave the driver their address and the car took off. Sophie nuzzled into Kurt's side as he played with her hair.
Their building was only a few blocks away, but Sophie had fallen asleep by the time they made it there.
Blaine paid the cab driver as Kurt pulled Sophie into his arms. Once upstairs, Blaine unlocked and opened the door for Kurt to walk through. Cara turned off the TV and stood up smiling at them when the trio walked through the door.
"How was he?" Blaine asked as he shut the door and turned to help Kurt take off Sophie's coat.
"Great," Cara assured them, walking around the couch. "We read a few books, played with his letter train, ate some yogurt...he was out like a light by nine thirty."
Kurt laughed and nodded. "Sounds about right."
"I'm gonna take her upstairs, get her to bed." Blaine held out his hands. Kurt nodded and passed Sophie over to him.
"Night, sweetheart. Sleep well," Kurt whispered, kissing Sophie's forehead.
"Night, Papa," Sophie mumbled into Blaine's neck.
"Thank you, so much, Cara," Kurt told her, pulling out his wallet and grabbing some cash.
"No problem," she assured him. "Thank you."
Kurt closed the door after her and locked it. He took off his coat and hung it in the closet before going upstairs. Both of the kids' doors were closed so he headed towards the master bedroom to get changed.
Blaine was coming out of their bathroom in just his briefs and button up, holding his pants, jacket, and vest. "I know we should probably go to bed, but I'm not even a little bit tired," he decided, grabbing a hanger from the closet.
"Me either," Kurt agreed. He pulled off his tie and grabbed comfy clothes from the dresser for both of them. "And I'm starving. Cara said there is some leftover pizza in the fridge, I'm probably gonna go demolish that and watch trashy TV...if you'd like to join me."
"I think I could be persuaded," Blaine replied, crawling across the bed to sit behind Kurt and kiss his neck.
Kurt chuckled and turned his head to meet his lips against Blaine's. "I thought you might," he laughed, pulling on his soft gray pants and matching blue henley. "Come on husband, we'll break into the kids' M&M's and make some popcorn to go with our pizza."
"Yay!" Blaine cried, pulling his NYU hoodie on over his PJ's before following Kurt out the door. "The real reason we had kids, excuse to eat kid food our whole life!"
8:29 a.m.
Kurt fell back against the mattress, naked, sweaty, and breathing heavily. Blaine propped himself up on his elbow and smiled down at him.
"Not a bad way to wake up, huh?"
Kurt huffed out a laugh and pulled on the back of Blaine's neck to bring him back down and meet their lips together for a kiss.
For a few moments, they were content to lay together, share their space while they exchanged kisses and nuzzles, both coming down from their early morning orgasms. Finally the noises coming from the baby monitor next to their bed couldn't be ignored anymore.
Liam had been making noise for about a half hour, not asleep anymore, but not really awake yet either. It wasn't until a very loud "DA!" made them both look over and laugh, that Kurt sat up and sighed.
"Why doesn't anyone explain to Liam that Sunday is a day for sleeping in?" he asked, standing up to pull his pants and shirt back on.
Blaine laughed as he stretched and sat up as well. "Because unlike us, he went to bed at a normal hour last night."
"Yeah, yeah," Kurt mocked, throwing his husband his clothes. "I'll get the baby, you make the coffee," he finished, heading to the bathroom for a quick pit stop and to clean up. Blaine was up and dressed by the time he walked back through their bedroom.
"Good Morning!" Kurt sang as he walked into Liam's bedroom. Liam turned from where he was sitting in his crib, and broke into a big grin.
Kurt laughed as he patted Liam down to make sure he wasn't wet, and picked him up.
"Such a happy baby this morning," he sang, kissing Liam's face and tickling his tummy. Liam giggled and patted his hands on his papa's cheeks.
"You are such a little lovebug!" Kurt laughed, laying Liam on the changing table to change his diaper. Liam sighed out a laugh and kicked his legs after Kurt pulled his striped pajama pants off. After a few moments, Sophie walked through Liam's door.
Kurt looked over and smiled as Sophie walked over to him and leaned against his hip. "Good morning, sweetie," Kurt said, pulling her against him in a hug.
"Eeeee!" Liam cried, pointing to his sister.
"Morning Papa, hi Liam."
"How'd you sleep?" Kurt asked, standing Liam to pull his pants up.
"Good, can I go downstairs and watch a movie?"
"Yep, Daddy's already down there. Liam and I will be down in a minute."
"K!"
Kurt chuckled as Sophie skipped out of the room and downstairs.
Kurt took Liam in his arms and carried him back to their bedroom to grab his phone from the charger and a cardigan.
"Mulan huh?" Kurt asked Sophie as he came down the stairs with Liam on his hip.
Sophie was sprawled out on the couch, using her green bear as a pillow as she stared at the TV. "Yep." she answered, yawning.
"Hey there, buddy!" Blaine called walking over and taking Liam from Kurt and kissing his cheek.
"Pancakes or waffles?" Kurt asked, accepting the cup of coffee Blaine handed him with a quiet thank you. "Mel should be here in a few, I said between nine and nine thirty."
Blaine put Liam in his high chair, then went over to the fridge for the yogurt.
"Whichever is easier, Kurt. We have some raspberries for a reduction if you wanted to do waffles. I can scramble some eggs and bake some bacon as well."
"I guess that should be enough," Kurt decided, pulling down the waffle iron and the dry ingredients. "Luke's in Dallas this week, so it's just Mel today."
"Soph, can you wait a bit to eat or do you want some cereal now?" he called as Blaine started cutting fruit for Liam.
"I can wait," Sophie answered, looking up and smiling.
Blaine put a bowl of dry cereal and some cut fruit on Liam's tray, then started scrambling eggs. Kurt had just finished his first batch of waffles while stirring the raspberry reduction when Mel walked in.
"Morning everybody!" she called, closing the door behind her.
"AUNT MEL!" Sophie yelled, catapulting herself over the back of the couch, her brown curls flying as she jumped into Mel's outstretched arms.
"Hey, there's my girl!" Mel laughed, kissing Sophie's cheek. "I didn't think you'd be here, didn't you have a sleepover last night?"
"Yeah, dads came to get me last night," Sophie answered, shrugging.
Kurt gave Mel a look as he leaned over to kiss her hello and nodded his head.
"Too much fun?" Mel asked, looking at Sophie.
Sophie shrugged again. "I just wanted to sleep in my own bed."
"Well, I can't blame you for that," Mel answered, letting Sophie slip down. "I've missed my bed dearly."
"How was your week?" Blaine asked, putting a platter of eggs on the table before turning around to give his friend a hug and kiss hello as well. "Any good stories?"
"You know me," Mel answered, giving Blaine a wink. Kurt and Blaine laughed as Mel stooped to say hello to Liam. "Although, it looks like Kurt may be the one with the juicy stories," Mel pointed out, giving Liam a kiss and petting his hair.
Kurt looked up in confusion and Blaine snorted into his coffee. Mel motioned to Kurt's neck and he rolled his eyes. "What did you do?"
"What's wrong with your neck, Ba?" Sophie asked, walking around the couch and into the kitchen. Mel started laughing as she sat down and pulled Sophie into her lap.
"Nothing sweetie, your dad just thinks we're still sixteen years old," Kurt answered her, using the toaster to look at his neck as Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's middle and kissed the back of his shoulder.
"Hey, you're the one with the massive scarf collection-I'm just doing my part to help you wear more of them," he joked, giving Kurt his best heart eyes.
Kurt lost his battle with laughter, pushing his husband away. "Come on, let's eat."
10:45 a.m.
"Sure you don't wanna come to the park with us?" Kurt asked as he and Mel cleaned up the kitchen. Blaine had taken the kids upstairs to get dressed.
"I do want to, but I have about a million e-mails I need to get to, plus all the errands from being gone all week," Mel frowned sadly as she finished loading the dishwasher and turned it on.
Kurt nodded as he continued wiping the table and set Liam's high chair back in the corner. "I understand, but if you feel like it later, come back over for dinner."
"I'll keep that in mind," Mel assured him, grabbing her coat from the closet just as Sophie came bounding down the stairs in black leggings, a blue striped shirt and her leather boots. Blaine had brushed through her curls and pulled them into a bun on top of her head.
"Come give me a hug Sophia Elizabeth, I gotta go," Mel called. Sophie flew into her arms. "Give your brother one for me, too."
"I'll call you later in the week," Kurt said, closing the door behind her as she waved and headed toward the elevator.
"Papa, can I finish my movie while you guys get ready?"
"Yeah, I suppose so," he answered her, walking back upstairs. "Whoever said Sunday was the day of rest obviously didn't have children," he muttered to himself.
12:15 p.m.
Kurt looked up from his phone where he was making out their grocery list. Blaine and Sophie were across the playground chasing each other and laughing. He looked into the stroller when he heard Liam whining and rolling around. The little boy had fallen asleep while they were walking through the park to the playground so Kurt offered to sit with him while Sophie and Blaine ran off to enjoy the chilly but sunny March day.
"Hey buddy," he cooed as Liam looked around and pushed the blanket down that Kurt had snuggled him under. "You ready to get up and play a little? Maybe we can go swing or go down the slide, does that sound fun?"
Liam looked around and let out a whine to be picked up. He'd only been asleep for about forty minutes. He didn't do well with places that weren't his bed and had really only fallen asleep because the stroller was moving.
Kurt pocketed his phone and reached in to unbuckle him from the stroller. He held the baby against his chest for a few minutes before lifting him in the air to get him to smile.
"No such luck, huh?" Blaine walked up and asked. He held his arms out and Kurt "airplaned" their son to him.
"Nope, but I knew he wouldn't be asleep long. It's okay though, it's too nice of a day for him not to get to play a little."
Blaine nodded as he set Liam on his feet and held his hands to help him walk across the pavement. "He's gonna be doing it by himself soon!"
Kurt grinned as he held his arms out for Blaine to walk Liam into. "Come on Papa," Blaine sang. "Let's go play a little before we grab some lunch."
1:36 p.m.
Hummus Kitchen was relatively empty for a Sunday afternoon, with just a few other patrons at tables around the restaurant. A waiter showed them to a corner table right away and they sat down, gratefully taking menus from him.
"Can we get a Mazze with hummus and pita, stuffed grape leaves, and majadra rice, please...and two ice waters," Kurt asked as Blaine parked the stroller and pulled off Liam's coat.
"Of course, can I get you two gentleman a glass of wine as well?"
"No, but could I get a double espresso?" Kurt said.
"Make that two, please," Blaine added as he pulled Liam into his arms and the waiter gave them a knowing smile before nodding and walking away. "I'm gonna go change him. Will you order me a Warm Chickpea Salad and I'll be right back?"
Kurt nodded as he helped Sophie with her coat and brushed her hair from her face. "Sure."
Once Blaine had walked away, Kurt opened his menu and set it down on the table for Sophie to see. "Okay monster, what sounds good to you? Oo, you liked the bureka the last time we ate here, do you want that again?"
"Which one is that?" Sophie asked, leaning down to try and sound out letters and words that she knew.
"It's the pastry pocket, with potatoes and mushrooms and cheese in it? You love mushrooms."
Sophie nodded and sat back. "Yeah, I liked that. I'll have that."
Kurt sat back with a quiet thank you as the waiter set down the Mazze plate, two waters and two espressos, as well as four clean stacked plates. After Kurt had ordered their lunch he took a long pull from his water.
"Do I have a cup, Papa?"
Kurt looked down and nodded. "Yeah, but Daddy has the bag. You can have a sip of my water until he gets back."
After helping her with his water glass he loaded up a plate with rice, a few stuffed grape leaves and some pita and hummus. "Here sweetie, I know you're hungry."
3:17 p.m.
"Okay stinker," Blaine said in the grain aisle of Zabar's. Sophie was standing next to him, looking at a box of sugary cereal her dads would never let her have. "Regular or Honey Nut Cheerios?"
Sophie grinned as she pointed to the box of Honey Nut and laughed when Blaine tossed it into the cart in front of them.
"Alright!" Kurt called, walking up to them in the aisle and pushing Liam's stroller. "The Uber with two booster seats will be here in an hour, think we can be done by then?"
"Oh yeah," Blaine nodded, giving Kurt a significant look as he pointed to where Sophie was staring at the cereal again.
Kurt nodded as he crouched down to her level. "Hey monster, how about you and me make that brown sugar granola you like so much for breakfast this week? We can make it this afternoon while I'm steaming Liam's vegetables."
Sophie's face broke out into a smile and she nodded. "Okay!"
They walked down the aisle to pick out the granola. "He asleep again?" Blaine asked.
Kurt laughed as he grabbed the bag from the shelf and tossed it into the cart. "I'm pretty sure he was out before we even walked up. It's a little late for another nap, but Sunday is usually a wash as far as his naps go anyway."
Blaine nodded as he grabbed two packages of their favorite noodles and tossed them in the cart as well. "What else?"
7:51 p.m.
Kurt giggled as he bounced Liam on his knees, pulling faces to make Liam laugh. He looked over and listened to Blaine and Sophie talking while playing her Memory board game at the table.
Once they had brought all the groceries up and through the door, Kurt and Sophie had gotten to work in the kitchen while Blaine finished up the laundry Kurt had started the day before. Kurt thawed some vegetable soup to feed the kids for dinner while he cleaned the kitchen and Blaine held Liam while they plunked out a few tunes on the piano.
After the kids had eaten they sat at the table going over Sophie's workbooks and Kurt flipping through some of his books until Liam pulled his attention into the living room where he was playing.
"I think I'm gonna take him up." Kurt told them, kissing Liam's face as they stood up. "Get him started while you two finish your game."
Blaine looked over and nodded. "We'll be up in a few."
Kurt bounced Liam on his hip while they walked upstairs. He made sure the gate was secure before setting Liam on the floor to crawl around the hallway while he ran his bathwater.
Liam splashed and giggled in the tub while Kurt washed and conditioned his hair. He helped him wash himself with a soapy washcloth, taking over when they were done to make sure the little one was clean. Once Liam was sufficiently scrubbed and tubbed, Kurt sat back on his heels a few minutes to let Liam explore his bubbly bathwater and try to squeeze his duck to make it squeak.
Kurt reached over for the yellow hooded terry towel when he heard Blaine and Sophie on the stairs. "Bathroom's free," Kurt called as he carried Liam down the hall to the little boy's bedroom.
Blaine nodded, pushing Sophie in to take her shower.
Kurt hummed quietly as he rubbed lotion into Liam's skin then dressed him in a blue dino sleeper. Blaine came in just as he was snapping the last buttons on the sleeper and set the bottle he had made on the dresser.
"I'll finish up with him," Blaine offered, holding his hands out.
Kurt nodded and kissed Liam's forehead. "Goodnight sweetheart, sleep well and long."
Blaine chuckled as Kurt carefully pulled Liam's door shut. "Alright Jimmy Jam, how 'bout we rock for a few minutes before your bottle?" Blaine sang softly. Liam buried his face into Blaine's neck and rubbed his nose against the soft cotton of Blaine's shirt. Blaine chuckled quietly to himself as he started to sing softly to Liam, only pausing to check the temperature of the bottle and hand it over into the baby's eager hands. He kept singing and rocking while Liam sucked his whole bottle down, his eyelids drooping a little more with each moment that passed.
In Sophie's room, Kurt turned down her bed so she could climb into it. He smiled as he tucked her back into her comforter and sat down next to her, pulling the new book she had chosen on Friday at the library.
Blaine came in just as Kurt started reading. He sat on the other side of Sophie and rested his chin on her head as they both listened to Kurt read their daughter to sleep.