Biggest chapter so far! There is a lot in this chapter, I hope you'll like it.
Shout out to InTheDarkOfTheNight and Lurida who put up with me.
"So, um, Finn. Do you want something to drink? Maybe?" Kurt asked, wiping his sweaty hands on his pants and walking into the living room. Blaine was sitting on a couch with Jules cuddled up against his side, Finn sitting on the couch in front of them.
"I'm good, man." Kurt sat awkwardly next to Finn, all the men looking at each other without knowing where to start.
"Maybe you'd like some privacy. Come on, Jules, let's go to your room." Blaine said, tapping his son gently on the shoulder. They both walked to Jules' room, closing the door behind them to give the two brothers all the privacy they needed.
"Kurt, what the hell, dude?" Finn asked the second the door was shut.
"Well, bro" Kurt insisted on the nickname before going on. "Blaine and his son are living here for as long as I'll be in New York."
"Yes, thank you. I gathered that much. I'm not an idiot. Why are they, though?" Kurt grimaced at the question and fidgeted on the couch.
"Well, you see…"
"Kurt."
"Yes?"
"Just say it." Kurt worried his bottom lip between his teeth, playing with a wrinkle on his pants.
"Finn you have to promise not to say anything to Dad. Not until I do, alright? And also, I'd like you not to judge or yell." Finn made a cross over his heart with his finger solemnly.
"Why can't I yell?"
"Because whatever you'll have to say, and especially if it's not positive, I don't want Jules to hear it." Finn's face contorted in confusion, waiting for more information from his brother.
"Okay, alright. So… um. Jules is my… I'm his father."
"You're his what?" Finn whispered loudly.
"His father. Blaine got pregnant and we were working on the photoshoot together and this is where we met again and then I met Jules."
"So you didn't know you had a child until what? Two weeks ago? And Blaine is also Jules' father."
"Exactly. Everything is still pretty new to me and I wanted to tell you I just didn't have time and I was also afraid of how you'd react."
"I don't like it." Finn said with finality in his voice.
"What don't you like?"
"It's weird; this is just really weird, man." Kurt looked over to Jules' room to see if the door was still shut.
"Yes, it is as you put it, weird. It's also what it is, Finn. I really need your support here." Kurt pleaded, wishing more than anything that Finn's kind heart would for once be on his side.
"But there's like, a tiny human in your flat and man, it's really really scary how like you he is!" Finn exclaimed, completely in shock.
"I kn- wait, he is?" Kurt asked, bewildered at Finn's comment.
"Yeah man, he has the eyes and he is a little um… he orders people around and he makes snarky comments. This little dude is a mini version of you!" Finn said earnestly to Kurt who was grinning unconsciously.
"Are you okay with this?" Kurt wondered, afraid of what the answer was going to be.
"Not really, it's weird and I don't understand everything, but what's new, ya know? But if you need me, I'll be here man. You're my brother and I love you." Finn leaned and hugged Kurt tightly, patting him forcefully on the back. They talked some more, essentially Kurt answered all the questions Finn had and when the man left Kurt felt like he had been grilled, which was probably the case. Kurt closed the door and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten Jules at school and he still had to face Blaine about that.
Kurt took a deep breath, exhaustion finally settling into his body. Kurt ran a hand over his tired eyes and started to wash his and Finn's glasses.
Blaine must have heard Finn leave because soon after the door closed, he made his way to the kitchen, hopping on a stool and watching Kurt.
Kurt turned his back to the sink, leaning on it and gripping the edge with his hands.
"I'm so sorry, Blaine. I didn't mean to, I just… I have no excuses. It's… I'm a terrible father." Blaine's mouth formed a perfect "o" when Kurt said the word father but he didn't comment on it and instead reached out to touch Kurt's arms.
"Kurt, it happens. Don't be too harsh on yourself, okay?" Kurt frowned at Blaine. This was exactly the kind of situation Blaine had warned him about, had told him he would tear him to pieces if they happened.
"You're not mad?" Kurt questioned cautiously, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
"I… That would be hypocritical of me to be mad at you, to be honest." Blaine shook his head a little and shrugged at a confused Kurt. "I forgot Jules at his activities one Saturday afternoon. He waited for me for two hours." Blaine bit his lip in shame before bursting into laughter with Kurt.
"Two hours? Blaine what were you doing?"
"I was napping, alright? It happens to the best of us!" They both laughed some more, Kurt making fun of Blaine lightly.
"We'll just put a schedule on the fridge and set up a google calendar. That way neither of us will forget, alright?
"Sounds good to me." Kurt answered, feeling slightly better. "Is Jules asleep?"
"Ah yes. He fell asleep a long time ago."
Kurt looked over at Jules's room and tried not to be too disappointed the little boy hadn't said goodnight to him.
The next morning when Kurt opened the door of his room, Jules was already in the kitchen eating his cereal. Blaine poured him a cup of coffee and handed him the milk.
"Did you sleep well, Jules?" Kurt asked to the little boy.
"It was okay. Can I go brush my teeth now, Daddy?" The child barely looked at Kurt before turning to his father waiting for him to answer. Blaine nodded and Jules walked to the bathroom, not saying much more to Kurt.
Kurt sighed before taking another gulp of his coffee. Blaine offered a supportive smile before going to the bathroom as well to see if Jules needed help. Kurt stayed in the kitchen, alone. He still didn't know what his place was in the sort-of family they had. Blaine was trying to give him some space but Kurt could see that it was quite the adjustment for him and his fatherly instincts often took the best of him, as for Jules, well the boy had been open at first but the more Kurt tried the more the little boy distanced himself from him.
Jules reappeared, ready to go to school with his bag on his back. Kurt took one last sip and grabbed his coat. He opened the door and they both stepped out of the flat. They didn't say a word to each other all the way to Jules's school, and Kurt tried to think of something, anything that the boy had talked about and that he might want to talk about but nothing came to his mind. After a while it seemed pointless to say anything, the silence between them kept them company all the way to school.
"Have a good day, Jules." Kurt said, starting to kneel to kiss or hug the boy but the child ran to the school, not saying a word to him and immediately joining his friends. Kurt watched him smiling and greeting his friends for a minute before turning back and making his way to work.
Kurt went home one night that week sure that it wasn't his turn to pick up Jules. He had been checking at least twenty times each day just to be sure. He silently hung his coat up and took his shoes off. He crossed the living room to Jules's room where he could hear voices.
"Daddy, did I do something wrong?" Kurt stopped at the door, his body hidden behind a wall.
"Why would you think you did something wrong, Monkey?" Kurt heard Blaine asked.
"Because Papa doesn't like me." Jules sadly answered and Kurt brought a hand to his mouth, his heart breaking at the sorrow in the child's voice. He could almost picture the big tears in his eyes.
"Papa likes you, Jules. He likes you a lot. Why do you think he doesn't?" Love, I love him Kurt corrected Blaine in his head, not correcting him about the term Papa.
"Because he forgot me at school and, and he doesn't kiss me good night." The little boy said between two sobs. "He never does anything with me, Daddy." A silent tear rolled on Kurt's cheek. The man wiped it quickly, furious at himself for making the boy feel that way and even questioning his affection for him.
He silently walked back to the door and this time closed it loudly, making his presence known after having taken some time to compose himself.
In the middle of the week after, Kurt and Blaine plopped down on the couch after Blaine had put Jules to bed. They both sat there, exhausted from their day at work.
"It feels like I haven't been out in forever. Don't get me wrong it's nice coming home to you and Jules and being all together is sweet. But we aren't thirty yet and I feel like a forty year old." Kurt moaned, his back finally relaxing after being tensed all day.
"The joy of parenthood."
"What do you do when you go out to relax?" Kurt asked. After all he had never been part of Blaine's adult life, and didn't know what the man liked to do to relax or the type of place he liked to go. He didn't want to assume either, they had gone out once when they were teenagers and it hadn't gone all that great.
"I go to the park with Jules." Blaine answered and Kurt wondered for a second if the man had understood his question.
"No, I mean, with your friends? At night? What do you do to relax and unwind?"
"I… well. I don't?" Blaine blushed a little and Kurt crooked an eyebrow at him.
"You don't go out?"
"No."
"Like never?"
"No." Kurt hummed at that and studied the man sat next to him.
"Is it because you don't like it?"
"I wouldn't really know. I went clubbing once or twice with Jeff and Nick but that's about it. I have Jules to take care of and I didn't exactly have money to spare on clubbing and dancing and partying. So, yeah." Blaine finished, not knowing what else to say.
"Don't you think it could be healthy for you to go out sometimes and not be a parent?"
"You sound like Wes." Blaine giggled and then nodded. "Of course it would. I just never really tried or had the chance to."
"Well, we've been doing nothing be go to work and go home for two weeks now. I think it's time we go out. Tomorrow night we're going out!" Kurt exclaimed, only seeing how his words could be taken after he said it. "We both need a friend night out." The man added in a rush. Blaine seemed to hesitate and didn't agree for a while. Kurt pouted a little and finally Blaine gave in.
"We'll need a baby sitter, though."
On Saturday night Kurt and Blaine were getting ready after explaining for an hour or so to Jules why he wasn't coming. The bell rang and Kurt made his way to the door. He opened it and instantly stiffened.
"What are you doing here Smythe?" Kurt gritted out between his teeth. The other man forced his way into the flat and started taking his coat off.
"I'm here to babysit Jules like always. Also, nice pants." Sebastian smirked and continued to walk into the flat. Kurt looked quickly at himself before shaking his head and following the man.
"No you're not. Dave is supposed to babysit Jules." Kurt crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for Sebastian to explain himself.
"Blaine called me this morning, I had to cancel a date to babysit the spawn and now you're telling me I could be getting some?"
"Unc'e Bas!" Jules yelled, running to the man. Kurt eyed Sebastian as Blaine also made his way into the living room.
"Hi Jules. Blaine, looking hot." Kurt rolled his eyes in anger when he saw a blush creeping over Blaine's cheeks. Once again the bell rang and Kurt went to open the door, this time to reveal Dave.
"Hi, Kurt." The man greeted before waiting for Kurt to invite him in, because he had manners.
"Hi Dave. Thank you so much for agreeing to this. I called Santana but she and Dani already had something to do and well, I didn't say anything to Rachel yet so she and Finn were out of the equation." Kurt took the man's coat and lead him into the living room where Jules was already playing with Sebastian.
"I'm sorry though, apparently there was a misunderstanding and Sebastian Smythe is here too to watch over Jules." Kurt warned seconds before Dave and Sebastian looked at each other. Sebastian grinned at Dave and eyed him before standing up and making his way to the man to shake his hand.
"Hello, Dave." Sebastian said, keeping the man's hand in his a lot longer than what was necessary. Dave looked between their clasped hands, Kurt and then Blaine before shifting awkwardly from one foot to the other.
"Sebastian."
"Long time no see. I'm sure we can make the best of tonight's situation. Blaine, Kurt" Sebastian turned to see the two other men in the room. "You were already on your way, right?"
Sebastian almost threw them out of the flat without letting them say anything more than just their hellos.
"I thought I was supposed to call a babysitter." Blaine said while they were walking to the subway.
"I thought I had to as well. I'm worried about them two in the same room." Kurt said twisting his head to the building they could no longer see.
"Well, I think the way Sebastian behaves is an indication that they are going to be alright. He seemed friendly." Blaine offered, seeing how uncomfortable Kurt was.
"He seemed a little too friendly if you want my opinion." Blaine eyed Kurt and bow his head down.
"Are you jealous?" Blaine asked in a whispered as if he didn't want Kurt to hear the question.
"Jealous? No, I'm not. I just know that Dave isn't the one night stand kind of guy and I think that after his attempt to… you know, I realized he might not be as tough as everyone thinks."
"They'll be fine. Come on." Blaine lead their way into the subway.
"So, Dave." Sebastian said to the man, the second he closed the door on the two other men.
"Um, yes?" Sebastian sat on the couch and patted the seat next to him. Dave walked towards it and sat next to the other man.
"Tell me more about you. We have years to catch up on." Sebastian put a hand on the bridge of the couch, behind Dave's head and leaned closer to him. Dave moved his head back to put some space between Sebastian and himself, not used to having someone that close.
"There isn't much to say. Shouldn't we take care of Jules?" Dave asked to put the attention on something other than himself. Sebastian felt how uncomfortable the man was and stood up, putting a lingering hand on Dave's shoulder.
"You're right. Let's make something to eat. Anything you like in particular?"
They cooked together, Sebastian making sure to always have a part of his body touching a part of Dave's body and even if Dave's body was stiff at first, the more they talked the more he started to warm up to Sebastian and welcomed the touches. Sebastian tried not to be too heavy with the stupid lines and instead took a real interest in the other man, listening to him and asking questions here and there to get to know him a little more. And the more he found out about Dave the more Sebastian wanted to know. They had parted way as stupid teenagers with too many demons and problems to solve and in his mind it was this image that Sebastian had of Dave. But as the evening passed the image was starting to change, to evolve into the image of a man, a strong man who was kind and funny, a shy strong man and Sebastian found himself completely enthralled with Dave.
Dave sported a blush the entire evening, not used to having someone looking at him the way Sebastian was looking at him, not used to having someone listening to him the way Sebastian was. Dave had never been anyone's type, not really. But the way Sebastian's eyes fell on him made him feel that maybe, it was about to change. He could feel that Sebastian's behavior had changed between the first half hour of the evening and the rest of it and Dave found himself confused and curious about it.
Neither of them said a thing when Sebastian turned into a cuddle monster right after he read Jules his bedtime story and hugged the child until he fell asleep. They both moved back to the couch and continued to talk, this time Dave didn't shy away from Sebastian's touch and instead let the man take his hand in his for the rest of the time they had together.
In the meantime Kurt and Blaine had made their way to a calm little bar where they were both drinking wine and talking lightly. Kurt found himself at ease sitting in front of Blaine, talking about their works. Blaine told him about the worst customer he ever had at the bar and they both laughed at that. Blaine told him about the people that came by all the time and how they all loved talking to him and how much he liked listening to them. They both ordered another glass of wine, and Kurt talked about the magazine and how everything was falling into place after a week of problems and people running everywhere. Blaine seemed pleased to see that his work was used and appreciated so Kurt continued to tell him about it. They talked for two hours straight, secure in their booth.
After two hours of talking and drinking they both stumbled out of the bar, not ready to go back to the flat. Kurt giddily took Blaine's hand and lead him to a club a couple of blocks away. They quickly made their way to the club and gave their coats to a nice lady before walking to the bar. It was loud and crowded and Kurt didn't let go of Blaine's hand, leading him to the bar. He ordered shots for them both and placed one in Blaine's hand. They drank two more before feeling their heads buzzing pleasantly with all the alcohol and the music.
"The guy over there has been looking at you since we walked in. You should go." Kurt said to Blaine, his mouth near to the other man's ear. Blaine turned his eyes and indeed a tanned and tall man was looking at him. His mind confused with alcohol Blaine made his way to the man and started dancing with him. It didn't take long before Kurt also found someone to dance with, his body rolling and undulating to the music. It was a gay club and soon enough Kurt found himself dancing between two men, their chests bare. They all danced together, grinding all against each other, the movement not completely coordinated because of the alcohol. Kurt took the man's head in front of him and lead him to the man behind him, making them kiss before dancing away while the two men started making out. Kurt danced with a girl, letting her press her breasts against his chest and letting her kiss him, her mouth tasting like berries and alcohol before she turned and started dancing with her girlfriend again. Kurt twisted and danced with himself for few seconds, listening to the music and nothing else. When he opened his eyes Blaine was in front him, dancing with an overly muscled man. Kurt walked to him and placed his hands on Blaine's waist and stepping closer to him.
"Hi there stranger," Kurt said to Blaine, his chest to his back. Blaine twisted his head to see that it was indeed Kurt and started rolling his body with Kurt's, both in sync with the music. The man who was dancing with Blaine excused himself letting the two men dancing together. Their heads were buzzing with alcohol and they were sweating from too much dancing already but Blaine flushed his back to Kurt's chest, moving his body against Kurt's, grinding his ass against Kurt's crotch.
Kurt felt his cock growing hard with arousal every time Blaine grinded back against him. He made Blaine turn and face him, they locked eyes and Kurt placed a leg in between Blaine's legs, using his hand to make the man step closer to him. They started dancing like that, their bodies moving against each other. Blaine's head rolled backward in pleasure every time Kurt rocked against him, pushing against his growing erection. They were almost barely aware of what they were doing, tiredness and alcohol mixing together and making their mind mush, the loud pounding of the music and the secure blanket of the partial light clouding their judgment even more.
Kurt put a hand on Blaine's back, making them flush against other as they grinded against each other, their heads hidden against the other's neck. Kurt could feel the warmth of Blaine's breath against his neck and he wondered how Blaine's lips would feel on his skin, how Blaine's mouth would move against his bare neck. Kurt started to mouth Blaine's sweaty skin right behind his ear, biting lightly and running a teasing tongue to soothe the sensitive skin and every time he bit Blaine whined into his ear, making them rock harder against each other. Kurt continued to tease Blaine, making the man fall apart under his touch with small moans just for Kurt to hear.
Kurt found himself needing more; he needed to touch Blaine, to hear all the noises he was making. His skin was on fire and too tight and Kurt needed, he needed Blaine. Kurt took Blaine's hand and licked near the man's ear before saying to him.
"I want you, Blaine. Come on." Blaine followed him willingly as they made their way to a private bathroom Kurt knew about. The door was painted in black just like the rest of the wall and Kurt opened it, letting them both come in before shutting and locking it. They could still hear the music and Kurt pushed Blaine against the door, his face to it. Blaine grinded back, pushing his ass against Kurt's erection. They continued to dance like that for few more minutes, Kurt's hand on Blaine's waist, following his every movement as Blaine thrust back against Kurt until they were both moaning in want.
Kurt's hand made his way around Blaine's body and he put the heel of his hand on Blaine's erection, putting some pressure on it and Blaine's head fell against Kurt's shoulder.
"Oh god, Kurt. Please, please, please. Want you." Blaine begged, rocking into Kurt's hand, yearning for some friction.
"How do you want me Blaine?" Kurt asked, blindly opening Blaine's pants and pushing them down. "Do you want me to use your ass to get myself off?" Kurt asked, ridding himself of his pants as well and pushing his hard cock in between Blaine's cheeks.
"Oh, oh." Blaine whined, letting Kurt use his body however he wanted. "Tell me, Blaine. What do you want?" Kurt whispered into the man's ear, thrusting his cock up.
"Want, want you to, uh, Kurt, Kurt!" Blaine screamed in pleasure as the tip of Kurt's cock brushed against his rim. "Want you to use me, to touch me, please please please."
Kurt bit Blaine's neck again, sucking a dark and purpling bruise on it. Blaine was writhing beneath him, his hands braced against the door to help him stand.
Kurt spat into his hand and pushed his hand in between Blaine's thighs, wetting them and teasing Blaine's balls without giving the man any release.
Kurt took his erection in his hand, spreading the pre-come over himself. He gently pushed Blaine's legs together, mouth at the base of his neck.
"You ready?"
"Yes, Kurt. Just do something. Please." Blaine begged again, his cock flushed hard against his stomach, still untouched. Kurt thrusted between Blaine's legs, his cock massaging his balls with every thrust and Blaine moaned loudly, his head rolling back in pleasure. Kurt's hands found Blaine's waist as he pushed hard in the warm heat of Blaine's thighs.
"God, Blaine. So good, so so good." Kurt's hand teased Blaine's stomach, before pinching one of his nipples and Blaine screamed in pleasure. Kurt remembered how sensitive they were and started massaging and pinching them some more, his hips still rocked hard in between Blaine's thighs and Blaine's head rolled on Kurt's shoulder, his mouth opened but not eliciting any sound anymore as Blaine rode the waves of pleasure coming from Kurt's cock against his balls and the over-sensitivity of his nipples. Blaine was desperate, desperate to get Kurt to touch him, to palm him and stroke his cock until he was coming hard in his hand, desperate to feel Kurt coming against his thighs.
"Kurt." Blaine barely said, as Kurt thrusted hard against him, his orgasm building in his stomach and Kurt couldn't wait any longer, he needed to feel Blaine, needed to touch him and to make him fall apart. Kurt took Blaine's erection in his hand and started jerking him fast.
"Oh my god, Kurt!" Blaine yelled as he spilled come all over Kurt's hand, his orgasm so intense that he almost passed out. Kurt rocked fervently few more time before coming on Blaine's thigh, his cry muffled as he hid his face into Blaine's hair. They both panted, their breathing uneven as they stayed close to each other.
They were both feeling vulnerable and neither felt like moving, so they just stayed against each other, Kurt's hands hugging Blaine's from behind, his face in the crook of the man's neck as Blaine leaned his forehead against the door, his hand holding Kurt's head against his neck. They stayed silent, trying to calm their quickly beating hearts, their heads now clean from alcohol as they started to realize what they had just done. Kurt liked having sex, he had some one night stands, very few boyfriends but he had never felt as vulnerable as raw from emotion as he was feeling right now with Blaine. He wished they could stay like that the rest of the evening but some loud knocking against the door forced them to dress back and opened the door. Blaine ran a hand down Kurt's arm before linking their fingers and leading them outside. They hailed a cab and stayed silent the whole ride to the flat.
When they got to the flat Jules was already in bed, Sebastian and Dave in a deep conversation, both sitting closer than ever. They all bid their goodbyes, Sebastian watching Kurt and Blaine with wide eyes when he took a seconds to really looked at them before mouthing a shocked "seriously?" at Blaine who merely shrugged and closed the door behind the two men.
They didn't talk about what had happened and instead said goodnight to each other before going to their own rooms.
Kurt lay in bed, not able to fall asleep, wishing that Blaine could be next to him. He hadn't planned for the evening to go that way. He knew he couldn't blame everything on the alcohol and the sense of security and domesticity he had felt for a week now. It just wasn't his body that needed release. Kurt knew he was attracted to Blaine, of course he was, he just wasn't sure it was for good reasons.
I was really looking forward to write this chapter, I hope you liked it as much as I did while writing it!
Until next time, lovely people.