First off, I love how well you all reacted to the Britanna plot, and how you all defended Kurt :) it def takes more than giving birth to be a mother, hopefully they will realize it soon!
Secondly: I have created the tumblr! There's nothing really on it yet, since I'm still editing the first chapter together with my lovely beta, but there will be soon! So you guys can all go and follow it already. The link is: itsnotjustme (dot) tumblr (dot) com
the full link is also in my profile.
If anyone is particularly good with html and wants to create a pretty Klaine-lay out for me, feel free. I don't know a thing about that stuff, so yeah…
Enjoy!
CHAPTER 10
Friday May 8th, 2015, later in the evening
"Come on, Wesley," Blaine groaned. "You don't need me in New York for that stupid meeting."
"I do, Blaine," his Asian friend protested. "You're the only one that might convince her to sign the record deal."
"She already told us she's not interested." Blaine shook his head. "I don't see how going back during the last week of June is going to change that."
"Because it's the last week she'll perform as Elphaba," Wesley explained with a heavy sigh. "She's a woman; she'll be all emotional and stuff."
"I still don't see why you need me to convince Rachel Berry to sign a record contract," Blaine persevered. "Besides, I already promised Kurt we'd go away together."
"So change your plans," Wesley huffed.
"No," Blaine protested, "I want to go away with my family."
"Your family…" Wesley repeated incredulously. "Come on, you two haven't been together for a half year. You were longer with Sebastian in high school."
"So?" Blaine contradicted. "This is different. This is real."
"Blaine, you're 22; you have a whole life in front of you."
"One that I'm going to spend with Kurt." Blaine looked his friend straight in the eye, daring him to respond.
"You really feel that way about him?"
"Well, yeah." Blaine looked slightly flustered. "I mean, not officially yet. But it might as well be."
Wesley rubbed the back of his neck. "You really see them as your family?"
"Yes," Blaine huffed and glanced at the clock. "A family I wanted to be home with seven hours ago."
Wesley followed Blaine's glance; it was nearly midnight. "Okay." He bit his lip. "How about this, you said Kurt and Rachel were friends from high school, right?"
Blaine nodded tiredly.
"How about you take them with you?"
"What?" Blaine squinted.
"Come on." Wesley beamed. "It's perfect! Take them with you to New York."
"I don't know." Blaine bit his lip.
"All expenses paid by the company," Wesley said in a sing-song voice.
"I'll have to talk with Kurt first," came the reply.
…
"Blaine?" Kurt murmured when he felt the mattress shift and a body pressing itself against his back.
"Hush." Blaine pressed a kiss against Kurt's neck. "Sorry I woke you, Baby. Go back to sleep."
"Sucks that your meeting took longer then you expected," Kurt mumbled, snuggling into Blaine's embrace.
Blaine gasped, when he felt Kurt's bare ass against his hips. "You're not wearing your pajamas."
"Mm-hmm." Kurt wriggled a bit. "I thought you'd be home earlier, we could have some quality time."
"Oh, God." Blaine buried his face in Kurt's neck, breathing in deeply. "Why didn't you tell me?" His fingers trailed an invisible path over Kurt's bare hip, his thumb stroking the crack of his ass.
He gasped when he felt Kurt's hole open and slick with lube. "You prepared yourself."
"Wanted to surprise you." Kurt smiled and twisted his head so he could look at Blaine with half lidded eyes. "Surprise?"
"You got yourself ready for me?" Blaine asked with a low, raspy voice.
"Yeah," Kurt nodded and wriggled his ass against Blaine's twitching cock. "Even made myself come." He suppressed a yawn. "Got sleepy after that."
"Shit, Kurt." Blaine bit lightly on his shoulder blade.
"Fuck me," Kurt purred softly.
"But you were asleep," Blaine protested. "I'd feel like I'd be taking advantage of you."
Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and put it on his rock hard dick, stroking it softly. "I want you, Blaine." He let go of Blaine's hand and lazily tried to push Blaine's boxer shorts down his hips.
Blaine groaned when his erection sprang free and Kurt gave it a firm stroke.
"In me," Kurt gasped because Blaine was still pumping his cock.
Blaine groaned in Kurt's neck, biting it softly when Kurt lifted one leg close to his torso and guided the tip of Blaine's erection towards his hole.
"Yes," Kurt moaned when Blaine slid into him, his ass pressing against Blaine's thighs, "so much better than my fingers."
"Shit," Blaine cursed and moved his hips lazily, sliding in and out of Kurt at a slow pace, while pressing light open mouthed kisses against his shoulder blades.
Kurt twisted his upper body and craned his neck, so he could press one hand behind Blaine's head to force their lips together, their mouths sloppily colliding in a messy kiss.
Blaine heaved a sigh in Kurt's mouth when the latter clenched his muscles tightly around him. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, lazily moving against each other.
Kurt was practically purring in Blaine's mouth. "So good," he murmured. "I could do this all night."
"As amazing as that sounds," Blaine responded breathlessly, "I don't think I can keep this up much longer."
"Then don't," Kurt responded before squeezing tightly around Blaine.
Blaine hid his face in Kurt's neck and attached his mouth roughly between his shoulder blades, while he shuddered and released himself inside his boyfriend, who followed close behind.
…
Saturday, May 9th, 2015
A high giggle escaped from the little girl's throat.
"Hush," Kurt scolded softly, "you'll wake Blaine."
"Kurt?" Blaine scrunched his face when he came out of the bedroom and saw Kurt and Luna sitting on the ground, covered in white overalls, papers on the floor, and paint all around them. "What are you doing? What time is it?" He glanced at the clock. "ELEVEN?"
"BLAINE!" Luna jumped up to run towards Blaine, but Kurt grabbed her before she could even get near him.
"No little girl, you're a mess." Luna kicked her legs in protest and pouted.
Blaine rubbed his eyes and yawned, looking around the living room carefully. He eyed the floor. "Are you guys painting?"
"We're making ART!" Luna giggled in Kurt's arms.
Blaine frowned.
"We are. I wanted something to cheer up my living room." He put Luna back on the ground. "So we started an art project."
"ART, ART, ART!" Luna cheered while she squirted some paint on the canvas and rubbed her hands through it.
"I can see why you need the overalls," Blaine commented dryly.
Kurt grinned up at him and smeared some paint on his hands, pressing it against the canvas.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Blaine asked while seating himself on the couch.
Kurt shrugged. "You got in late. There was no reason for you to get up. Come here," he said, motioning to Blaine. "Give me your hand."
Blaine frowned but did what he was told anyway.
Kurt smiled and painted Blaine's hand, before pressing it against the canvas next to his own handprint.
"MY PRESENT!" Luna suddenly exclaimed when she saw what Kurt and Blaine were doing.
"Present?" Blaine questioned.
"NO!" Kurt grabbed his daughter before she could run to her room. "We have to get cleaned up first."
"But I want to give my present to Blaine, now!" Luna whined and kicked her feet in the air again.
"First we take a shower, okay?" Kurt replied. "Otherwise your present will get all dirty, and you don't want that, do you?"
"No," Luna sighed and slumped in defeat.
"Go to the bathroom and get undressed," he directed his daughter.
"She made me a present?" Blaine was positively beaming, and one look at his face told Kurt that he couldn't care less if his present was torn in pieces or smothered with dirt. He already loved it.
Kurt bit his lip. "You remember when Quinn called me earlier this week about Mother's Day?" Blaine nodded while Kurt continued. "And I told her she could let Luna make something for whomever she wanted?"
Blaine looked dumbfounded. "She made it for me?"
"Yeah." Kurt shot him an apologetic smile. "Don't be offended that it was supposed to be for Mother's Day, please. She's so excited about it. We even wrapped it up last night. And she was so disappointed when your meeting ran late." He was shrugging off his overall and squeaked in surprise when Blaine yanked him against his body by his t-shirt and pressed their lips roughly together.
"A present from Luna, and you getting all hot and ready for me," he purred against Kurt's lips. "I would have abandoned the meeting in a second if I had known all that."
Kurt smiled and bit Blaine's lower lip softly. "Too late now."
"Hmm." Blaine nuzzled his face in Kurt's neck. "Have I told you that I love you already?"
"Not today." Kurt teased.
"DADDY, I'M READY," Luna interrupted.
"I'm coming, Sweetie." Kurt untangled himself from Blaine with a last kiss against his lips. "Love you too."
…
Blaine was browsing on his laptop when Luna and Kurt emerged from the bathroom half an hour later.
"What are you reading?" Luna asked while climbing on Blaine's lap.
"Travel stuff," Blaine replied vaguely before closing his laptop. "Now, where is my present?"
Luna's eyes widened and she hopped off Blaine's lap to run towards her room. Not even a minute later, she emerged with a cylinder-shaped present.
Blaine was beaming. "Is that for me?"
She suddenly got shy, and nodded, holding out her present.
"Aw, come here." Blaine grabbed her and put her on his lap again. "Thank you, Sweetie." He pressed a kiss against her cheek.
Slowly, he removed the wrapping paper, while Luna was eyeing him nervously. He grinned when he unrolled the drawing, a paper full of her handprints, all in various shades of green; with his name written on top of it.
"Green is your favorite color, right?" she asked with a small voice.
"You remembered."
Luna nodded.
"And you spelled my name?"
"Mrs. Quinn helped me. But I wrote it myself," she said proudly.
"I love it," Blaine simply replied. "I'm going to frame it, and put it on my wall."
"Really?" her eyes were shining.
"Yup."
Luna threw her arms around Blaine's neck, reminding Blaine of a boa constrictor."
"Luna," Kurt interrupted, chuckling, "you're suffocating him."
Blaine laughed and pressed a kiss against Luna's temple. "Lunch?"
"Yeah!" Luna hopped off Blaine's lap and skipped to the kitchen counter. "Can I have apple juice?"
"No," Kurt answered, before grabbing some bread to make her a sandwich. "You know you only get water throughout the day."
"Aw, come on." Blaine sat down next to Luna. "It's only one glass."
Luna grinned up at him. "Please, Daddy?"
"No," Kurt replied sternly.
"Come on Kurt. It's just juice."
"She doesn't get soda or juice during the day. That's the rule. One glass of juice or chocolate milk in the morning. And one glass of soda in the evening." Kurt was glaring at him.
"Okay." Blaine frowned. What was wrong with Kurt all of the sudden?
…
"What was that all about?" he asked Kurt after lunch, when Luna was taking a nap. They were sitting on the couch in the living room.
"What?"
"During lunch, about the juice." Blaine frowned. "Why is it such a big deal all of the sudden? It's just some juice, Kurt."
"It's the rules Blaine," Kurt retorted. "She has to listen to the rules. I don't want a spoiled kid."
Blaine was honestly confused. "But why are you making such a fuss about it?"
"Because I need you to be on my side, okay?" Kurt replied, his voice catching.
"Are you really upset because I wanted to give her juice?" Blaine blinked a couple times. "I just… I'm sorry?"
Kurt closed his eyes and brought his legs up against his chest, throwing his arms around them. "I need you to be on my side," he repeated.
"Kurt, I'm really confused here. What's wrong?"
"I had a fight with Santana."
Blaine frowned.
"About Mother's Day."
"Why?" Blaine asked softly.
"They wanted to take Luna out for the day. Celebrate Mother's Day with her." Kurt sniffed. "I snapped." He turned his head towards Blaine. "I don't want them to play 'parents'. I hate it. She's my daughter. I raised her. I taught her how to be polite. I made rules so she wouldn't turn into one of those spoiled brats."
Blaine slowly untangled Kurt and wrapped his arms around him.
"Every time she's with them, she gets everything she wants. She can go to bed late. She gets soda during the day. She doesn't need to say thank you. She doesn't need to clean up her toys." Kurt melted against Blaine's side. "I hate it. I hate that when she gets back, she's like 'but Aunt Santana let's me do this' or 'Aunt Britt doesn't tell me to do that."
"Kurt I…"
He shook his head. "I can handle it, because I keep telling myself that it's okay, that I'm her parent, and I need to teach her those things. They're not. But sometimes it just gets too be too much. I feel like a failure."
"Kurt," Blaine pondered his next words for a moment, "you're not a bad parent for teaching her to be polite. Or giving her a bed time."
"But I need you to be on my side," Kurt whimpered, "I need you to do as I do. because you're here all the time… and I can't have you contradicting me."
"Kurt?" Blaine was trying to read his expression. "What are you trying to say?"
"I don't want Brittany or Santana to play 'mommy dearest'."
"That's it?" Blaine was gazing at him.
"I can't have you playing a fun uncle as well. I need you to be more."
"More?" Blaine frowned. Was Kurt saying what he thought he was saying?
"More," Kurt repeated. "You wanted this, right? You told me what you wanted. I'm not making this up? You told me a couple of days ago." He was sounding desperate by now.
"No, Baby, no you're not making it up." Blaine ran a hand through his curls. "Shit, Kurt. I want to. You know I want to. But isn't this too fast? Aren't we getting ahead of ourselves?"
"I don't care." Kurt shook his head and hid it in Blaine's chest. "I need you. I need you to be there. I can't do this on my own. I don't know how I did it before."
"Okay, Kurt, hush. I'm not going anywhere."
"I need you. I want you…" his voice was muffled in Blaine's shirt, so it was barely audible, "I want you to be her parent."
Blaine inhaled sharply before replying, "Okay, I can do that."
"Yeah?" Kurt looked up at him, hope glancing in his eyes.
"Yeah." Blaine smiled and tightened his grip on Kurt. He could do that.
…
Sunday, May 10th, 2015
"Santana, what are you doing here?" Kurt sighed when he opened the door and the Latina was standing on the other side.
"Look, Kurt. I know we have our differences. But Brit just really wants to have today, okay? Please. Give us this one day."
Shaking his head he indicated. "Come in."
"Thanks."
"Hi, Auntie Santana!" Luna waved at them before focusing back on the canvas that was lying on the floor. The three of them - Luna, Kurt and Blaine - were finishing the art project that they had started yesterday. She giggled when Blaine painted a dot on her nose.
"Ask her," Kurt said flatly.
"What?" Santana looked dumbfounded.
"You don't seem to believe me. So ask her." Kurt sighed and sat down next to Blaine. "I won't be mad."
"Um, okay." Santana kneeled next to the little girl. "Hey, Luna."
"Look, I'm making art." The girl squealed and painted some random figures on the canvas.
"That's great." Santana glanced over at Blaine and Kurt who were whispering at each other in hushed voices. "You know what day it is today?"
"Sunday!"
"Yes, but also Mother's Day."
"YES!" Luna giggled. "We made presents at school."
"You made a present for Mother's Day." Santana smiled smugly at Kurt, who bit his lip and looked … guilty?
"Yup." She continued to paint. "But I made a present for Blaine."
"You…" Santana inhaled sharply. "You made a present for Blaine."
Luna nodded proudly. "He says he's gonna frame it."
"Why didn't you make a present for Britt?" Santana asked softly.
Luna looked confused for a moment. "Mrs. Quinn said I could choose who I made a present for because I don't have a mommy."
"And you chose Blaine." Santana concluded.
Luna nodded and scrunched her nose. "Daddy, can I paint my room green?"
"No." Kurt rolled his eyes.
A sigh escaped from her mouth. "But I like green. And Blaine likes green as well."
"I don't care Luna; we're not painting your room."
Santana stood back up, eyeing the three of them.
"San." Kurt reached out to her.
"No." She shook her head, before turning around and leaving without another word.
Kurt sighed. He didn't want this to happen. He wanted a perfect life for Luna, for her to be loved and cherished.
"Hey," Blaine murmured and wrapped his arms around Kurt. "It's not your fault, okay?" he whispered in his ear. "You're an amazing dad. Look how happy she is."
Kurt followed Blaine's glance, and looked at his daughter. She was happily painting all over the canvas.
"She loves you," Blaine continued, "and I love you, and that all that's matters, okay?"
Kurt nodded and let his head rest on Blaine's shoulder.
"I have a question for you," Blaine said softly.
"Yeah?" Kurt turned his head slightly so he could see Blaine.
"How do you feel about a vacation in New York?"
"What?" Kurt's eyes widened.
…
Windrider1967: aw, thank you. yes, Luna def has to be first. And I'm glad you think I write her well. I don't have any kids xD so I just try to do a lot of research and see how kids I now react :) I'm always afraid I'm making her act too old for her age…
Violethillbeautiful: aw, a year is still pretty quick xD maybe even more :p
Miss jayne: yeah, I just think it sounds weird for adults to say 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend'. Especially when they have little kids :s
and aw, your son sounds adorable!
Jocy333: I will tell you nothing… :)
Tattooedrory: thank you! Santana is a really hard character to write imo. But I try.
Helpmehelpu101: haha, it's not really bothering me, it's just a bit scary xD anymore predictions? :D
HinaLuvLuvChan: well, there will be coming a talk with Luna about Britt and Santana in the future. But I'm gonna try to keep it simple for her. It's a lot for a (by then) 5year old…
and no, that doesn't sound horrible. It's true. But it's more Santana that's causing problems anyway. You'll see ;)
LP: ah, yes, Blaine really wants to be a father. There's some more back-story on that part in the future, but I don't want to give too much away xD
Samantha-lawrence: no that's not strange. I also think Kurt could and would take the responsibility of being a teenage dad. That's one of the reasons I made Kurt the father, and not Blaine (like in a lot of daddy-stories). Thank you!
Azaelia67: okay, do you mean like in a 'I won't like it, but I'll read it anyway' or a 'I won't like it and I won't read it' way? Anyways, there will be a whole storyline about Britt and Santana, but I'm not gonna make them have a legal battle. (one of the reasons is that I'm a detail freak, and the research would drive me crazy…)
Supermegafoxyawesomehot7: aw, I will gladly adopt your baby. I lobe children! Give me ALL your children :D
and I hope you feel better!
Bring bee a lollipop: in your top five of favorites? Really. Omg, I feel so honoured now! Thank you! thank you! I love you :D
Sayuri Reinhardt: oh no, feel free to point out any mistakes! I made quite a lot in the first chapters (thankfully, now I have an awesome beta…). I actually wasn't sure in the beginning if it was 'diner' or 'dinner'. I guess I forgot to change it. Thanks!
Punzy: aw, although that does sound wonderful, I'm afraid not. Sorry.
Frances: aw, she's Luna's age :D Lovely. I love kids so much :) and no, it's not just Kurt that feels protective of her. She's just not her mom. She probably never will be (unless I make a drastic plot change). Like a lot of people said, it takes more than giving birth to be a mom. I think you can best compare it to Quinn on the show. She gave Birth to Beth, but she's not her mother. Shelby is.
InLoveWithDarren: well, I have pictures, but they're not exactly how I imagine her. I mostly saved them because of something the girl is wearing or smt… anyways, I'll post them on the tumblr I'm going to make, so you can check them out in a couple days/weeks. I basically imagine her as a little evrsin of Kurt, but with blonde straight hair (the only thing she's got from Britt) with bangs. Bright blue eyes (from Elizabteh, although we don't know that xD it's just like that in my head), and a little bit chubby, because she's 4, she still has the baby chubbiness. I hope that paints a little bit of a picture for you :) The problem is, I actually have pictures about how I imagine her looking. But they're pictures from people I actually know, and I don't want to publish them on the internet. So you'll just have to use your imagination. I found some rather good ones online that will go on my tumblr though…
Badumtiss: haha, how long did it take you? thanks! I hope you'll continue reading it ;)
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untill next week! xoxo