Author's Note:

So this is what I picture Kurt and Blaine's lives are like after they get married. If you still have questions, please don't hesitate to ask. Thank you for coming along with me on this adventure! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did :-)

Thank you so much to everyone who sends me feedback - you're wonderful and you spur me on to keep writing :-)

Epilogue

A few months after the wedding, Kurt received a package in the mail. There was no return address, and the stamps on the envelope looked decidedly foreign.

"Blaine? Did you order me something?" Kurt asked, but Blaine frowned and shook his head, as puzzled as Kurt was.

The envelope proved to hold a dog collar in buttery soft leather, beautifully decorated, and a letter in a slanted handwriting Kurt didn't recognise and had a hard time deciphering.

"Come and help me read this!" Kurt told Blaine, and together, they made sense of the letter. It said:

"Dear Kurt,

When a Warbler friend of mine told me about attending your wedding, I was surprised, but very pleased. You did it! You broke the curse, and it didn't even take you two years. Well done!

I still don't think Blaine deserves you. I suppose he loves you now, seeing as he married you and all, but I'm sure he's still as self-absorbed as ever.

That's why I'm sending you a special wedding gift. This dog collar is enchanted, and if you put it around Blaine's neck, he'll immediately turn into a dog until you take the collar off again. Use it whenever he's being an obtuse jackass. That should improve his behaviour at once. If it doesn't, you can always call on me for something stronger. I'll be only too happy to help.

The best of luck to you both, and I wish you a long and happy life together.

Kind regards,

Alexei Zakharov"

Blaine eyed the collar with distrust, his nostrils flaring. "Well… The cheek of that guy! What are we going to do with this? Destroy it?"

Kurt laughed. "No. No, of course not. It's actually a very thoughtful gift. Much more so than those ugly candlesticks your aunt Belinda gave us."

Blaine wrinkled his nose, conceding the point. Belinda was his father's sister, and at Kurt and Blaine's wedding, she'd loudly complained to Pam about Blaine's choice of life partner. "Yes, I know he's gay, but did he have to pick someone that obvious? And it's only a child, too. The kid can't be a day over eighteen! Why didn't Blaine go for someone his own age? I guess it's flattering when a pretty young thing bats their eyes at you, but why on earth would you marry them? I hope you insisted on this Kurt signing a prenup. I can't imagine they'd stay together for longer than a year or two, and then this gold-digger will be off with Blaine's millions."

Blaine's hold on Kurt had tightened a little, and he'd whispered into Kurt's ear, "Are you planning on abandoning me in two years' time?"

Kurt had giggled. "Not a chance! You're stuck with me forever now, old man!"

Blaine smiled, remembering that moment and how happy he'd felt at the thought of spending the rest of his life with Kurt. "All right then, we'll keep it. But what will we do with it?"

Kurt's eyes danced with mirth. "Oh, I'm sure it will come in handy."

Blaine cocked his head to the side. "What are you planning, you minx?"

Kurt patted him on the arm. "Don't fret. We'll use it when you're feeling stressed and need to relax. Being a dog will do that for you."

"True," said Blaine. "Hey, I wonder…"

Blaine took the collar and put it around Kurt's neck, and yes, the enchantment worked on Kurt, too. He instantly turned into a dog. White and fluffy and beautiful, and still with the most gorgeous blue eyes Blaine had ever seen.

Ollie and Mollie, who had been dozing in front of the fireplace, were instantly wide awake, and came charging towards the new dog in the room. When they recognised Kurt's scent, though, their angry barks turned into excited yipping, and they jumped onto Kurt and licked him.

Laughing, Blaine took the collar off again, and then his throat went dry and his pupils widened, because Kurt was naked now.

Kurt smirked. "Like what you see? Your turn now, honey!"

Moments later, they were both human again, naked as the day they were born, and lying on the sofa with their legs tangled, kissing fiercely, their hands petting everywhere they could reach.

Mollie whined and jumped onto the sofa too, prompting Kurt to sit up and reprimand her. She jumped off again and slunk away with her tail between her legs.

"Bedroom?" Blaine suggested.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and tugged him up. "Bedroom!"

K&B

Kurt stayed at R/GA for nearly ten years, and he ended up as a senior designer, leading the team and attracting plenty of prestigious clients with his visionary designs.

He quit as R/GA's head designer when Paula Scher retired at Parsons and suggested to the board of governors that Kurt Hummel could take over her job, yes, that Kurt Hummel who won a design contest while he was a student here.

Kurt had already done quite a few guest lectures, both in Blaine's classes and in Paula's, and he'd found that he loved teaching and was quite good at it too, if the packed classrooms and auditoriums whenever he taught were any indication. So when the board of governors officially reached out to him, he said yes.

A big factor in this decision was that he and Blaine had adopted a baby the year before, and Kurt wanted to spend more time with his son. He loved his job at R/GA, yes, but he hated coming home every work day to find that little Matthew was already tucked in for the night and he'd missed the whole night-time ritual, and… well, everything. He wanted to enjoy his growing family, and Blaine had proved over the past year that a teaching schedule was easier to combine with childcare.

Kurt told his colleagues at R/GA that he could still freelance for them every now and then, and would be glad to do so. When they threw him a going-away party, he enjoyed himself so much that he didn't even scowl at Sebastian when he came to talk to him and Blaine.

"So you're deserting us to follow Professor Cute Ass here?"

Kurt quirked an eyebrow. "I'm not following anyone. I needed a new challenge after working here for ten years, and becoming the next Professor Cute Ass seemed like it would suit me."

Blaine chuckled, and Sebastian threw his head back and laughed. "You do have a cute ass, I'll give you that."

Sebastian gave Kurt a thorough once-over, lingering on his legs and his arms and his crotch. "Among other things. Your students will be crushing on you so hard."

Kurt felt Blaine stiffen next to him, and ran his thumb over Blaine's hand soothingly. "They can look all they like, at Blaine and at me, but they'll never have either of us, 'cause we're a boring old married couple."

Sebastian wiggled his eyebrows. "I don't know if boring is the world I'd use. Paula told me you like to get it on in Blaine's office. That's pretty hot!"

Kurt felt heat flooding his cheeks. He might have known Paula would have noticed their sexcapades on campus. She always saw and knew EVERYTHING.

Sebastian clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't go shy on me, killer! I'm not shaming you at all! Roleplay and public sex are turn-ons for me too."

Kurt wanted to sink through the floor in shame, but Blaine grinned and wrapped his arm around Kurt, tugging him closer and whispering, "Remember that time you made me wear a vibrating butt plug all morning and then came to my office at lunch time and fucked me over my desk?"

That reminder didn't help with the blushing, but it made Kurt grin right back. "Good times."

"I have so many more things I want to try out with you," Blaine whispered on, and Kurt took a shuddering breath, closed his eyes and shivered in delight as Blaine's hot breath washed over his ear, detailing his fantasies.

When Kurt opened his eyes again, Sebastian was long gone, now chatting up someone at the other side of the room, and Blaine smiled at him knowingly. "Let's go say goodbye to Joanne and Ellie and Sandra, and then we can get out of here."

K&B

They stayed firm friends with Trent and Ashton, and were godfathers to their daughter Pippa, who was about four years older than Matthew.

Pippa had been just as excited as the grown-ups when Matthew arrived, and was endlessly fascinated by anything the baby did. She was very gentle and caring towards him, too, and preferred helping Kurt and Blaine with Matthew to playing with her dolls.

When neither Kurt nor Blaine could make their son eat his vegetable puree, Pippa managed to coax Matthew into trying it by eating a spoonful herself and then offering the baby one, all the while chattering at him excitedly. The bowl was empty in five minutes' time, and though Matthew had only eaten half of it, that was much better than him refusing the spoon or spitting everything right out again.

Pippa was like a big sister to Matthew, or at the very least a cousin. Kurt and Blaine had moved into an apartment right opposite Trent and Ashton's, and from the moment Pippa was born, they had babysat their goddaughter regularly, several days a week, to the point where she considered their home part of hers, and knocked on their door to be let in whenever she well pleased.

Ollie and Mollie considered her part of the family, licking her enthusiastically each time she came over and sharing her snacks to make sure that unlike Papa Ashton, Pippa would never be allergic to dogs.

The dogs loved Matthew too, and comforted him when he cried by offering licks and toys and cuddles. Matthew loved them right back. His first ever smile – well, that Blaine and Kurt saw, anyway – flashed onto his face when Mollie offered him the blankie he'd just dropped. When he started crawling, he would crawl off his play mat to go cuddle up to the dogs on their dog bed and take a nap between them.

Kurt had trained Mollie and Ollie to get used to babies and their touch and movement when Pippa was born, so by the time Matthew arrived, his tugging their ear or poking them didn't faze them at all anymore.

Still, they taught Matthew to be gentle with the dogs, as soon as he started understanding such things. There again, Pippa was a big help, showing Matthew how to pet them softly, and telling him not to scare them by screaming at the top of his lungs.

K&B

Once he'd made the switch to teaching, Kurt found that spending more time with Matthew, and Pippa as well, inspired him to design a children's clothing line. He used his connections to sell the designs for the whole line to Gucci Kids, complete with a kick-ass advertising campaign he'd also created himself, with Matthew and Pippa as two of the models. When the campaign posters were being printed, he requested a copy of each one featuring Matthew and Pippa, and hung them in the hallway of their apartment, even though it made Pippa roll her eyes every time she came over.

The line did really well, and Kurt took Gucci up on the offer to become one of their regular designers. He was thrilled that his fashion design degree was coming in handy after all, and he was enjoying designing clothes again. Of course, it didn't hurt that Gucci paid him really well, too, money that he invested in the interior decoration of their home and in family vacations.

Pippa and Matthew remained his favourite models, and after a while Pippa started making suggestions. "Uncle Kurt, can you make me cool jeans with butterflies and ladybirds on them, please? And I want shiny boots with golden bees and stars. Pretty please?"

Kurt's branching out inspired Blaine to chase his dreams, too. In Blaine's case, that was writing music. He had entire portfolios of songs he'd written, but he'd never done anything with them. Then, one day, at a Broadway fundraiser Rachel had taken Blaine to, they talked to some friends of hers, Hamish and Josh, who were writing and composing a new musical, and lamenting that they were having trouble with the songs. "The music just doesn't fit the lyrics. Or the other way round. And we've been tinkering at it for so long that we're both sick of the songs. But this story is so good! If we could get the music right, it would be an instant hit, for sure."

"Well, maybe we can help you out?" Rachel suggested.

They met up at a coffee shop a few days later to work on the songs. Blaine knew straightaway what needed fixing, and was quick to point it out. In the end, he teamed up with Hamish and Josh to compose the musical. They ended up winning a Tony for it, and got an offer to turn it into a movie.

Blaine continued working with Hamish and Josh on new musicals, and even came up with a few story ideas himself. He preferred to stay in the background, though. Even when they won the Tony, he'd left it to the other two to speech when they went up the dais to accept the award.

Kurt and Blaine were both very supportive of each other's creative endeavours, and never minded picking up the slack when the other had a looming deadline and needed to work until late at night.

Still, they were never happier than when they had a lazy day to spend with their family and friends, taking the dogs and the children to the park and to the zoo, baking cookies with Pippa, singing nursery rhymes to Matthew, and then in the evening, any time they found a babysitter, going out for dinner and a show.

K&B

Pam had moved to New York City just after Matthew's birth, and very much enjoyed being a grandma, even when the baby spit up on her or wouldn't stop crying until she handed him back to Blaine or Kurt.

When Matthew was about five, Burt retired, sold his business and told Kurt and Blaine that he and Carole were looking to relocate to live closer to their grandson, and where would Kurt advise they move to? Blaine graciously offered his in-laws the use of his former apartment, and soon, the Friday night dinners were re-instated, including Pam, Trent, Ashton and Pippa, and often Rachel and Jesse as well.

Rachel had ended up marrying Jesse, and they were both big Broadway stars, turning every musical they starred in into an instant success. They had decided not to have children, preferring to focus on their careers.

"After all, I've got Matthew," Rachel told Kurt. She was Matthew's godmother, and took him on outings about once a month. "He's amazing, and I love spending time with him, but I'm also very thankful that I can hand him back to you when he gets whiny. I'm just… not cut out to be a parent, I think."

Kurt laughed at that. "Sometimes, I think that too. Blaine is so great with Matthew, so patient, so sweet. And then there's me, grumpy as anything when I'm woken in the middle of the night or disturbed while I'm designing. I'm far from an ideal parent. But I do my best. That's all anyone can do, right?"

Rachel cocked her head to the side. "So… Are you saying I should try and have a baby anyway?"

"No, not at all!" Kurt said. "Please don't ever feel pressured to have a child because it seems like the thing to do. Becoming a parent needs to be a "Hell, YES!" decision, not an "I guess…" decision. It's too important for that."

Rachel smiled. "True. Any time my dads visit and start nagging about grandchildren, I can send them to you guys to cuddle Matthew, right?"

"Always," Kurt promised, and Blaine nodded solemnly.

So the years went by, bringing ups and downs, and ever deepening Blaine and Kurt's love for each other and their family. They saw their goddaughter and son grow up, they celebrated many personal and professional successes, and like in any storybook, they lived happily ever after.

THE END

End note:

Yes, I know you're going to call me a terrible tease for just hinting at the sex they're having and not describing it in full. I've never been a smut writer, I'm afraid. Writing scenes like that terrifies me. I may write the office sex scene that Blaine hints at as a one-shot one day. Maybe. If I can work up the courage. I'm no caramelcoffeeaddict and I never will be… My domain is fluff, and you certainly got enough of that to keep you going for a while :-)

By the way, the type of dog Kurt turns into is a Samoyed.