Kurt sat on the couch, bouncing his baby on his knee. Blaine wasn't home yet, which Kurt was kind of annoyed about. He needed to review these designs, and he couldn't exactly do that with a cat crawling all over him and a baby that wouldn't stop crying. It was comforting, though, to know that Kurt could do his job from home, knowing that he had people to cover him at work, he did run things around there.
Blaine opened the door and set down his bag, he walked over to Kurt and kissed him quickly.
"Help," Kurt pleaded, looking down at the wailing infant on his knee.
"Let me wash this off really quick," he said, gesturing to the remnants of stage makeup and running off to the bathroom. He emerged minutes later and picked Delilah up, holding her over his shoulder. He rocked back and forth and patted her back, she quieted almost instantly.
"How do you do that?" Kurt asked, staring up at his husband, Blaine shrugged
"I've got the magic touch."
"No fair." Kurt laughed and continued flipping through the folders, sighing "my parents are coming." He said "they're flying in tomorrow." Blaine nodded
"Kurt, you need to sleep." He said, Kurt looked up at him and frowned
"It's nine o' clock, Blaine,"
"And you look about ready to fall over and die, so, go to sleep, I'll clean up and put Dee down." Kurt yawned
"Fine," he got up, taking one last wistful look at all of the designs splayed out over the table, kissed Blaine lazily and headed off to bed.
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Kurt went around the house, straightening things up with Delilah attached to his chest by one of those baby pouches Blaine hated. But seeing as Blaine was locked up in his office reading over his script for the millionth time, Kurt thought it was alright to break it out just this once so he didn't have to leave her in her crib. Kurt was also listening to his ipod, which meant he almost missed the knock on the door. He set down the duster and pulled out his headphones, Delilah grabbed little fistfuls of his shirt as he walked to the door. He opened it to find four people standing in front of him.
"Oh!" he said and stepped aside "come in." Burt, Carole, James, and Donna all stepped through the door. "Uh, make yourselves at home, I'll go get Blaine." He hurried off to Blaine's study and rapped sharply on the door, Blaine opened it in a second. He appraised Kurt and frowned
"You look like a Kangaroo." He noted, Kurt rolled his eyes
"She likes to hear my heartbeat, it puts her to sleep." He explained, cradling her tiny head, which was indeed pressed right where his heart was. Blaine smiled a little at that
"Our parents are here." Kurt said, Blaine quirked an eyebrow
"All of them?" Kurt nodded. Blaine followed him out into the living room, where all of their parents were seated, chatting among themselves.
"Baby!" Donna and Carole exclaimed at the same time and ran over to kiss their sons. After all the greetings were done Blaine helped Kurt extract their child from the straps and she opened her eyes, little pink lips forming into an 'o' as she yawned.
"Baby, she's got your eyes," Donna crooned "how did that happen?" Blaine shrugged
"Just lucky, I guess, Amy did have green eyes." He smiled down at the little bundle "wanna hold her?" Donna nodded quickly and Blaine passed her off. Throughout the night, Delilah was consistently passed around and fawned over, until she just drifted off in Burt's arms.
"Where's her crib?" he asked, and Kurt showed him to the room.
"I wish Katie could have come," Blaine said a little sullenly as Kurt and Burt left the room.
"She'll come visit," Donna promised, Blaine nodded.
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As it turned out, Delilah grew into a little girl who was most definitely Kurt's daughter. She always went to her 'Dad' when she got hurt and Blaine swore Kurt was about to cry when she began drawing dresses in pink crayon one day.
"Daddy!" Delilah screamed, high pitch and terrified, Blaine nearly dropped his coffee cup and ran into her room, she and Crookshanks were backed up, his fur was standing up and she was whimpering.
"What is it, Baby?" Blaine asked, picking her up off the ground as Kurt came running into the room. Delilah simply pointed to the ground and whimpered. Kurt glanced over and squealed, he snatched Delilah away and hid in the corner
"Blaine! Kill it, kill it, kill it!" Blaine stepped forward and was met with a small spider on the ground.
"Oh my god." He rolled his eyes he grabbed a piece of paper from Delilah's desk and coaxed the small bug onto it. He then proceeded to walk to the window and brush the spider from the paper. Delilah smiled brightly and held her chubby little hands out to Blaine, who took her.
"fanks Daddy" she lisped and kissed his stubbly cheek.
"Anytime, baby."
(AUTHORS NOTE: Ayy, short chapter is short, but theres something big in the next one, so I think you'll forgive me. If it's not too much to ask, I'd love if you guys checked out my new story 'Dear John, Summer's Gone' and left a review, it'd make my day!)