Chapter Nineteen

A/N I'm ridiculously sorry for how long it's been since I've written a chapter. My life has been a whirlwind of turmoil since my father became ill in September 2016. He passed in December last year. The whole situation has been complicated and stressful and I haven't been in the right frame of mind for writing at all. But now that my father has passed I want to try and get back to writing as it helps me to concentrate on other things. It's something that I enjoy and I get the enjoyment of all of you reading it too. I know this chapter isn't very long but the next one will be longer (I have to consider the timeline for Dom). That is if anyone is still reading this...

Very sorry. All I can say is, I'll try better... I'm aiming to try and write a chapter a week. We'll see how it goes. Please feel free to send me messages annoying me into writing the next chapters, that will surprisingly motivate me. If I get them regularly enough that is. :)

It had been over a month since Christmas and Blaine now spent more time in Sam's bedroom than his own. So much so that it seemed like the sensible thing was to just move his stuff into that room and let Dominic have the other room to himself. He had spent the whole day boxing his things up to move them literally one room away and Dominic had looked on puzzled by what was going on. Blaine picked up the last of the boxes with a sigh, glanced over at his brother and smiled at Dominic's little hands clutching the bars and looking on with avid curiosity. Blaine wasn't sure he was going to be able to do this. To share a different room to Dom? He had never shared a room with anyone other than his darling little brother, how was he going to share a room with Sam? It was different if you were just sleeping there but to share a living, or in this case sleeping space with another person was a big deal. A very big deal. It was the last thing he had that was just his own. Once he put this box into Sam's room it would mean they were sharing everything. There would be no Sam's room and Blaine's room. It would be Sam and Blaine's room. Together with nothing between them. But then this made sense. It was going to happen at some point. Dominic needed his own space, he was getting bigger every day. There was no way he was going to want to share a room with his big brother forever and Blaine and Sam loved one another. It made sense. Except he was nervous about this whole business. Which he shouldn't be, it was just a bedroom after all. One that he had spent most of his time in recently. He was just being silly.

"Oh Dominoes, what are you going to do with your big brother hmm?" Blaine asked his baby brother who just cooed and dribbled a little in response, clueless as to what was happening. Having taken out all of his space Dominic now had quite a lot of room. He would have even more once they had taken the double bed out. Blaine had originally asked if Sam wanted to move in with him and they move Dom to Sam's room but Sam had stated that Dominic needed more room to play and really he was right. Sam's room was plenty big enough for the both of them to sleep in and that was all they needed.

Blaine looked down at the box in his hands and a small smile began to play on his lips. He was sharing everything with the person he loved the most in the entire world. What could be better than that? There really was nothing that Blaine could think of at all. His life was pretty perfect. He had a gorgeous man who loved him dearly, he had the cutest most amazing little brother whom he loved unconditionally and his college was going well. Blaine's life was coming up all trumps right now. The smile broadened and without a single waver Blaine made his way to the next room to begin unpacking his things.

Sam sauntered into his room, his hands in his pockets to find that it had been transformed. The bedding had changed the the dark navy check that was on Blaine's now former bed, and there were new lamps on nightstand's that were now situated on either side of the bed. On the left hand side was a box that looked familiar. It was filled with Blaine's cufflinks, brooches and any other sort of accessory that you could think of that was of the masculine variety. Not the Blaine wore that sort of stuff very often. But that didn't mean he didn't have them. 'Just in case' was his motto when Sam had inquired. Sam wasn't sure when they would ever go to anything in which cufflinks would be involved. But there you go. That was his Blainey.

A chair had been placed in the top corner of the room with a cushion on it. It was the chair that Blaine love to read in. he loved to read to Dom, to Sam and just for his own amusement in that chair. Sam understood. It was a very comfy chair.

Sam didn't want to venture into his wardrobe or chest of drawers for the inevitable change in them. He knew Blaine had more clothes than him and prided himself on his neat appearance so he had an idea what they were going to look like when he went into them anyhow. Well Blaine had most definitely made himself at home which was what he had told the other boy to do. It was just a little strange actually seeing it for the first time. This was no longer simply his room. It was their room. Both of them had equal rights to this room. He didn't realise how strange it would make him feel. Not in a bad way per se but it was a big change for them both. They were now sharing pretty much everything apart from money. And, you know, marriage. But everything else he had given to Blaine.

Sam had never thought in a million years that the person who was the most right for him in the entire universe would be a boy. Would be Blaine. His best friend. But then his mother had always said that the first thing about a successful partnership was that you had to like each other first, which they did. I mean they were best of friends. Maybe that was why it was so right.

Looking around the room for the second time Sam realised that actually this room felt right. It was supposed to be this way, with Blaine's chair and Sam's guitar. Blaine's obsessive neatness and Sam's sloppy artwork strewn all over his desk. It worked. They worked. It was right.

Wondering where his man was, Sam ambled out of his, no their room and around to see Dominoes. Pushing the ajar door open slightly further he spotted to two brothers lying on the hippo shaped mat surrounded by baby toys completely oblivious to the world as they both slept in each others arms. He smiled widely as he gazed into the face of the person he loved the most in the whole wide world. His dark eyelashes brushing against his rosy coloured cheeks. His mouth slightly parted in a contented look. Dom's curls brushing his chin as his little brother clung to his shirt, his legs spread eagled as he lay on his big brothers chest.

"There's my boys." Sam whispered into the nothingness, grabbing a quilted blanket that Carole had made for Dominic and covering to two up a little so they didn't get cold. "My amazing boys, who will be forever in my heart." He stroked Blaine's cheek softly before leaving them to nap. He had dinner to prepare for his family after all.