Finally starting to sort out a house for next year. I won't be homeless so this is a wonderful moment.

Prompted by Windrider1967: Domestic Klaine. Kurt and Blaine are babysitting for Sam's siblings and Stacy falls asleep on Kurt's lap after he reads her a story. Blaine thinks it's so adorab;e that he curls up behind them and wraps Kurt in a hug.

This is set around Rumours.


Blaine was seated at the end of the bed in Sam's motel room, facing the headboard with a guitar in his lap, strumming the melody to Teenage Dream. Kurt was opposite him at the other end of the bed, humming along idly and half listening while watching Sam's siblings lean on his legs and discuss their favourite Harry Potter characters. They were babysitting for Sam and his parents and Blaine was only around because Kurt had pleaded guilty to being awful with kids, but Blaine was beginning to think Kurt was delusional.

The kids hadn't left him alone all night.

Sure, they'd acknowledged Blaine's presence and sat through an impromptu concert of songs they kept requesting, but all the while, they'd been curled around Kurt, sat in his lap or attached to at least one body part at all times. Blaine didn't question him though. For the most part, he was too busy watching Kurt and thinking You're the most amazing, adorable, wonderful person I know. Now wasn't any exception.

Stacy stopped mid rant about the stupidity of Muggle's to yawn. Her jaw stretched wide and Kurt laughed a little and ran a hand over the back of her head and through her hair. "I think someone needs to go to bed."

"But it's early," Stacy whined, shuffling along the bed and pouting up at Kurt.

"And I didn't yawn, so I don't have to go to bed, right?" Stevie asked from further down the bed. He looked hopefully between Kurt and Blaine and Blaine put the guitar down with a shake of his head.

"Bed time for both of you," he said, climbing off the bed. Stevie flopped across Kurt's legs and grumbled into the duvet.

"Come on." Kurt wiggled his legs until Stevie sat up and took the pyjamas Blaine was holding out to him. "You can get changed in the bathroom and if you're good, I'll read you a story before bed."

"Harry Potter?" Stacy asked with a grin, curling her fingers into the fabric of Kurt's shirtsleeve.

"If you're good," Kurt repeated firmly, handing them each their pyjamas. They took them and shuffled into the bathroom, nudging each other along the way. Once the door was shut, Blaine arched an eyebrow at Kurt, hand on his hip. "What?"

"Awful with kids, huh?"

Kurt shrugged one shoulder. "They're not really my area of expertise."

"Kurt," Blaine laughed. "They've been all over you. They love you."

"I know them now, though," Kurt countered. "The first few times I met them, I didn't know what to do. Sam thought it was hilarious."

"I can imagine," Blaine said, an amused lilt to his voice. Kurt glared at him a little.

"Be useful and grab Harry Potter from Sam's suitcase." Blaine did as asked and handed Kurt the book, leaning down with a hand at the back of Kurt's neck so their faces were inches apart.

"Just so you know, I think it's adorable."

Kurt frowned. "What is?"

"You and them." Blaine nodded towards the bathroom door. "You're adorable." He twisted down a little and pressed his lips to Kurt's. They jumped apart as the bathroom door swung open and Stacy started giggling while Stevie scrunched his nose up behind her.

"Grown-ups are gross," he said, placing his clothes on top of Sam's suitcase. Stacy did the same then climbed on the bed, wide grin in place, and curled into Kurt's side, looking up at him.

"Kuuuurrrrt?"

Kurt glanced over at Blaine, who was now sat in the chair in the corner with his legs curled under himself and temple resting on his fist, then looked down at Stacy. "Yes?"

"Is Blaine your boyfriend?"

Kurt gaped at her for a moment then cleared his throat. "Yes."

Stacy squealed and stretched her arms around Kurt's waist as far as they would go and hugged him tightly. "Do you love him?" she said into his chest and Kurt ducked his head nervously.

"Yeah," he said quietly. "I… I do." Stacy squealed again and Kurt couldn't help but laugh as she bounced up and down, still clinging to him. Stevie came to sit next to her, leaning on Kurt's thighs.

"Can we have a story now?"

"Under the covers." Kurt lifted the duvet next to him and opened the book while the two settled themselves against the pillow. Stacy shuffled forwards and rested her hair just under Kurt's chest while Kurt begun reading. "Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much…"


"The cat didn't move. It just gave him a…" Kurt trailed off as Stacy snuggled against him and sniffed in her sleep. Stevie had fallen asleep a few sentences earlier, hugging a pillow close to his chest. Kurt let the book fall shut and placed it on the bedside table, staring down at his lap once he'd finished.

"Are we gonna talk about it now or later?" Blaine asked after a while. Kurt shrugged and Blaine got up, seating himself next to Kurt on the bed, their sides touching from shoulder down to ankle. Blaine looked down at the two sleeping, watching Stacy roll away from Kurt's side. "You really are good with them."

"Thanks," Kurt murmured in response, fingers fidgeting in his lap. Blaine placed a hand over them and used his other hand to push on Kurt's back. Kurt leant forward a little, then settled back into place after Blaine had slid an arm behind him to stroke a thumb over his hip. Blaine rested his forehead against Kurt's temple.

"I love you too."

Kurt hummed happily and turned his face to give Blaine a chaste kiss, smiling into it as Blaine pulled him closer. Kurt broke the kiss to shuffle onto his side and throw his legs over Blaine's thighs so his feet dangled off the bed. He leant on Blaine's shoulder and toyed with the neckline of Blaine's t-shirt. "I didn't want to tell you like that, but I couldn't say no."

"At least I can be sure you meant it this way," Blaine said into his hair and he felt Kurt frown so he placed a small kiss to his forehead. "No-one lies to kids."


I'm aware people lie to kids (Santa Claus etc.) but don't ruin my last line. I love my last line.