Chapter 28

Kurt, who had been lying on the sofa one minute watching TV, sleeping the next, was woken by small hands tapping his arm impatiently. He blinked, getting used to the light, before realising that Meggie was tapping him, her hazel eyes full of confusion. Kurt sat up, rubbing his eyes, before looking back at Meggie. She was looking up at him innocently. Of course, anything she did looked innocent, as she wasn't even two years old.

"Dada," She babbled. Kurt smiled.

"Yes, I'm here." He said, still incredibly tired from the previous night's show. It had been a month since he'd started the whole 'every other day working' scheme. Today, his understudy, Jamie, was filling in for him. Meggie was holding a large story book, her eyes pleading. Kurt took a deep breath. "Meggie, I-I don't have time to read." She frowned in a baby-like way. Kurt gave a sigh. "Look, why don't you go and play, or look at the nice pictures in the book?" Even as Kurt said it, he felt terrible. He could tell as Meggie walked off that she was very upset. Kurt sighed and got up, following her to the other side of the Living Room. He picked Meggie up, and sat down on the floor, pulling her into his lap. "Look, Daddy didn't mean that, OK?" She looked up and nodded. "Daddy's sorry, OK?" She nodded again, wrapping her arms around his neck, as if to hug him.

"Daddy read?" She asked, pulling away. She looked so excited, that Kurt couldn't say no. He nodded.

"Yes." She squealed excitedly, and picked up the picture book she'd left on the floor.


As Blaine opened the front door, stepped in, and closed the door, he heard Kurt's voice. Curious, Blaine made his way to the Living Room. Kurt had Meggie in his lap, and was reading her Goodnight Moon. Blaine, smiling to himself, leant against the doorway, and listened as Kurt's perfect voice finished off the story.

"...Goodnight Stars, Goodnight air, Goodnight noises everywhere." Kurt closed the book. Meggie clapped her hands, delighted. "Did you enjoy that?" Meggie nodded happily. "Good! I did too!" Blaine bit back a laugh. "Now, Daddy will be back in a minute, OK? He's just going to check the time." Blaine took the oppritunity to make his prescence known.

"Hi!" Blaine grinned. Meggie beamed gapily up at Blaine.

"Daddy!" She squealed, pulling herself off the sofa and sort-of running into Blaine's arms. Blaine laughed.

"I missed you too, Princess." Kurt smiled.

"Princess?" Blaine went red.

"What? She is." Kurt nodded.

"I'm not complaining. It's cute." Blaine grinned.

"So, Sweetie, did you miss me?" Kurt rolled his eyes.

"That is a very stupid question, Blaine." But Kurt still pecked Blaine's cheek. "So, how was work?"

"Great. So, what did you guys do today?" Blaine asked, straightening up properly. Kurt shrugged.

"Nothing much. Just reading and playing."


Kurt checked his watch. Where was Blaine? The final show was tonight, so, even though it was meant to be Jamie's night, Kurt was doing it. He wanted to do the last show, as he'd opened it in the first place.

Meggie was sitting on the sofa, turning the pages slowly of her book, admiring the pretty pictures. Kurt had read to her five minutes before, to try and pass the time, but Blaine still hadn't come in, and Kurt didn't really feel like reading again, as he suspected he'd read it so many times, it would soon replace all of his Les Miserables lines, and he was pretty sure that Jean Valjean wasn't going to say 'Goodnight cow jumping over the moon, Goodnight Red Balloon'.

Kurt tried to phone Blaine again. He still wasn't picking up. Kurt bit his lip in worry. What if Blaine was hurt? Or worse... No, Kurt had promised he wasn't going to think about Blaine in another man's arms years and years ago...

Kurt let out a frustrated noise. Meggie looked up for a moment, wondering what was going on, before she turned back to the pictures in her book. Kurt envied his daughter, for being able to lose herself in a picture book, for not having to worry like he was about Blaine. Kurt, unable to stand for much longer, gave up, and sat himelf down next to Meggie on the couch. She looked up at him happily, before climbing into his lap. Kurt laughed weakly.

"Come on," Kurt said. "Why don't we get you in your Pajama's, OK?" She nodded. Kurt picked her up, and carried her upstairs.


"Dad, listen, I really can't stay long," Blaine said. "I have to look after Meggie, Kurt's got a show, and he can't be late." James Anderson nodded.

"This won't take long, me and Rosie just wanted to tell you something." Rosie, who was standing next to James, nodded, a little flustered. "Blaine, could you please take a seat?" Blaine sighed, and nodded, before seating himself on the edge of the couch. "Well, you know how Rosie and I have been somewhat dating for a little bit." Blaine nodded.

"Almost a year," Blaine said. "In fact, is it about eight months?" James went red.

"Well, yes. Now, I know it hasn't been that long, but me and Rosie, well, we're really enjoying each other's company." Blaine smiled, suspecting what was happening. "So, this afternoon, I took Rosie out to lunch, and while the Waitress had gone off to go and get our deserts..."

"You proposed?" Blaine asked. Rosie laughed, nodding. Blaine stood up. "Wow, Dad... Dad, Rosie, that's great!" He gave them both a hug. "And Rosie, you said yes?" She nodded.

"Of course!" Blaine grinned.

"Wow... Congratulations! Really, I'm really happy for you guys!"

"Blaine, are you sure you don't want to stay for a drink?" Rosie asked. Blaine bit his lip. He knew he shouldn't...

"Just a small one, then." He agreed.


"Come on Blaine!" Kurt seethed under his breath. He had to be down at the Theatre in ten minutes time to put on his costume. Blaine still hadn't come back. What was taking him so long?

Meggie was starting to fall asleep on the couch, her little head rested against the couch pillows. Kurt stopped pacing for a moment, and bent down to brush a few curls off the toddlers face, and kiss her forehead. He smiled at her for a moment, before he carried on pacing. He had told Blaine it was tonight, he'd reminded him over the phone during lunch, before he left for work that morning...

Kurt dialled Blaine's number onto his mobile, crossing his fingers, hoping that it might work this time...


"Dad, I really have to go," Blaine insisted after his second drink. "I promised Kurt that I'd be back by now, and he doesn't know I'm here, so..."

"OK, OK. You rush back. Call us when you get home." James said. Rosie nodded.

As Blaine stepped out of the flat, shutting the door behind him, he remembered that he'd left his phone off. As he went down some steps, he switched his phone on, ready to call Kurt and explain, when a little box appeared on the screen.

30 missed calls from Kurt 3

"Shit!"


Kurt's phone started ringing. Kurt picked it up before it had even finished the first ring.

"Blaine? Please tell me it's you!"

"Kurt, yes, it's me!"

"Where have you been?" Kurt hissed, not wanting to wake Meggie up. "The show's starting in half an hour, I need to be there in five to get changed-"

"I know, I know! I was just round Dad's-"

"Why? You know that the show's tonight!"

"I know, Kurt! But he and Rosie needed to tell me something... Listen, I'm on my way home now, OK? I'm literally four minutes away."

"Not good enough," Kurt said, his tone low and deadly. "I swear to God Blaine, if I miss this show, I will make sure that you can't have children, natural way or not-"

"Woah, Kurt!"

"And I will doom you to the rest of your life, filled with no-sex!" Blaine sounded like he was biting back a laugh. "It's not funny, Blaine, I am completely serious." Blaine gulped.

"OK, I'm running!"

"Good."


Blaine arrived two minutes later, out of breath, red in face, a few beads of sweat dripping down his face.

"I-I-I'm here..." He puffed. Kurt smiled happily.

"Good. Meggie's asleep on the couch, so you can put her to bed as soon as I'm gone..."

"Kurt..."

"I'll be back around half past eleven, and I expect Meggie to be in bed..."

"Kurt..."

"And if Meggie wakes, just sing to her or something."

"Kurt, can you please listen?" Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes.

"What?"

"Dad and Rosie are engaged." Kurt's eyes widened.

"That's amazing!" He squealed, anger forgotten. "Oh, now I wish I didn't have to do a show! I'll have to talk to Rosie about the Wedding Plans, the dress needs to be perfect-"

"Kurt?"

"Yes honey?"

"You have a show to get to."

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