Blaine sat on the living room floor, playing with his baby son. They had just finished dinner, and Blaine was in charge of Micah while Kurt went to take a shower.

"Where Daddy?" the two year old asked.

"He's getting cleaned up," he told him. "Once he's done he'll give you a bath." Micah coughed, and his nose started to run.

"Papa," he whined, pointing to his nose. Blaine got him a tissue and tried to get him to blow his nose, but he could only sniffle. The baby began to fuss a little, and he pushed his hand away from his face.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Blaine asked him.

"Ears," Micah moaned. Blaine frowned. He had had an ear infection two months earlier, and it was the most miserable week he and Kurt had had since they brought him home for the first time.

"Your ears hurt?" Micah nodded. "Come here." He picked him up and held him on his hip. Five minutes earlier he was playing just fine, but had changed all of a sudden when his ears started hurting. Usually Kurt would deal with him when he was sick, but Blaine had to take over while he was busy. He carried him into the kitchen and tried to find some medicine to give him, but they were all out of children's Tylenol.

"Daddy," he whimpered, beginning to cry.

"Don't cry," he told him. "It's okay, buddy. Daddy will be done soon. Do you want to watch Cars?" he sniffled and nodded. Blaine smiled. That always cheered him up. Blaine sat on the couch with him on his lap and turned on the movie. Micah sprawled out on top of him, sucking his thumb. He looked just like Kurt did when he was a baby. They had compared their baby pictures, and found they were nearly identical.

"Daddy," Micah said when Kurt finally came back.

"Hi, baby," he cooed, picking him up.

"His ears hurt," Blaine warned him. "He was playing like normal, and then he started crying and his nose started running and he said his ears hurt. He wanted to watch Cars." Kurt frowned and felt his cheeks.

"He's got a fever. Do we have any medicine we can give him?"

"No, I checked already. I can run to the store and get some," he offered.

"Let's wait and see how he is. Last time he had an ear infection Tylenol didn't help," Kurt reminded him.

"Cars," Micah whined, reaching his arms out for Blaine. Cars was his absolute favorite movie in the world. Blaine took him back and started the movie again. Kurt joined them on the couch after he got Micah's blanket from his crib for him.

"Should we try to make it through the night with him?" Kurt wondered. "Last time none of us got any sleep."

"We don't need to take him to the emergency room for an earache," Blaine said. "Let's make him comfortable and try to get him to go to sleep. Once he's out there's a good chance he won't wake up until morning."

"I'll give him his bath. Hopefully that'll relax him so he can sleep. You want to get cleaned up, love?" he cooed. Micah nodded and wrapped his arms around his neck. Kurt carried him off to give him a bath, and Blaine decided to get out and get him some medicine. They couldn't make him go all night running a fever without anything to help his ears. He slipped on his coat and put his shoes on, then called out to Kurt that he was leaving. He walked the two blocks to Walgreens and got a bottle of children's Tylenol and a box of rainbow popsicles. Micah liked to eat those when he was sick, whether he had a sore throat or a tummy ache, so he would surprise him.

When he came home he found Kurt in the nursery with the baby, trying to get him dressed in his pajamas. He was coughing and his nose was still runny.

"Finish getting him dressed. I'll get him his medicine," Kurt told him.

"I got him popsicles," he told him. "Get him one to cover up the bad taste of the medicine." Kurt nodded and left, and Blaine finished putting his pajamas on him. "Are you sleepy at all, buddy?" Micah shook his head. Blaine picked him up and sat down in the rocking chair with him. He gave him his pacifier and tucked his blanket around him.

"Ears hurts," he pouted as he stuck his pacifier in his mouth. Blaine smoothed back a lock of his hair.

"I know, little guy. You're gonna be okay. Daddy and Papa will take good care of you," he promised. Kurt came back with a medicine syringe of the grape flavored liquid. Blaine sat Micah up and pulled his pacifier out of his mouth. Getting him to take medicine was never easy, but they had it down. Blaine wrapped his arms around him, holding his head against him while Kurt forced the medicine down his throat with the syringe.

"No!" he wailed, beginning to cry again. Kurt managed to get the medicine in his mouth without him spitting it out.

"Look, baby," he said, unwrapping his Popsicle. He slowly stopped crying and took it from him. Blaine helped him hold it and rocked him back and forth in the chair as he ate it.

"I cold," he said after five minutes, pushing Blaine's hand away.

"Are you ready to lay down in your crib?" he asked. Micah nodded. "Okay." He set him in his crib and covered him with his blanket. "I love you."

"Love you," he said back. Blaine left him alone to sleep and found Kurt standing outside the nursery door.

"Is he already going to sleep?" he asked, clearly surprised.

"Mm hmm. I think he tired himself out from crying," he said.

"Oh, I hope he feels better. I don't want him to be miserable all night," Kurt worried.

"It's okay, he's gonna be fine. If he's not doing better in the morning I'll call the doctor. Until then we'll have to spoil him rotten," he joked. Kurt smiled, and Blaine knew they were doing the right thing, even as clueless first time parents.

Author's Notes:

So this wasn't the chapter I had planned to post today but it either got lost in my documents or I accidentally deleted it. So I'm gonna have to rewrite it and hopefully have it up tomorrow!

It took me literally forever to come up with a name for their baby. I think I spent more time thinking of names than actually writing this. I have a name picked out for their daughter but boy names are the hardest things ever. I chose Micah for a couple reasons:

I wanted it to be a classic name, but not extremely popular like Noah or Brayden, so I stayed away from those, but on the other hand I didn't want it to be something too uncommon like Axel or Zayne or anything like that. I felt like Micah fell right in the middle. I tried a couple other names like William, which I really liked, but then I realized they'd be naming their baby after Mr. Shue. I tried Hunter, but Hunter Anderson-Hummel didn't sound right.

Also, my friend has a baby named Micah who is the cutest baby ever.

So that is how I came upon his name. I hope you liked it!