A/N: This chapter contains tons of segments that are sort of teasers that also set up new storylines that will be further introduced later in the story. I'm also adding depth and more content to the story by letting the OC's of the story have their own storylines outside of those of Kurt and Blaine. Please leave tons of Reviews on what you think of the story so far, and tell me if you like the different characters or if you'd like to see more of a certain thing/character/couple. Thank you all so much for your interest in this story so far. I genuinely adore every one of my readers.
"Blaine!" Kurt shrieked and giggled, as Blaine tickled his sides, "I'm trying to dress Rhys!"
Blaine held Kurt tightly from behind, his arms wrapped firmly around the taller boys abdomen, and his head peeking over Kurt's shoulder. "Yes sweetheart, I can see that." He kissed Kurt's shoulder.
"Go and make yourself useful."
"How?" Blaine nuzzled into Kurt's neck.
"Grab me his carseat."
Blaine pouted, "I don't wanna let go of you…"
"Blaine." Kurt said firmly, "You can hold me later."
Blaine huffed, "Fine…" He released his grip around Kurt and fetched Rhys' Carseat.
"Thank you" Kurt said, as Blaine assumed his previous position, wrapped around Kurt. "Hey, Nuh uh uh, Blaine. Go help Lydia with Evie." He shook the shorter boy off as he placed their son in the infant carseat and fastened him in. Blaine whined and Kurt looked at him firmly.
Blaine frowned and let go of Kurt again, reluctantly, "Lydia, Kurt said I need to help you."
Lydia looked up, "could you get me those blankets?" she gestured to a small stack of receiving blankets folded on a table.
Blaine grabbed the stack of blankets and came back to Lydia, who was packing the twins diaper bag. "Where do you want these?" he asked.
"Put one with each of them in their seats, and the rest in here," She instructed, with a smile. "Thanks Blaine."
Blaine smiled, "Anything else?"
"Yeah, could you put these caps on them?" She passed him two small pastel caps, one pink and one blue.
Blaine took them and gently put them on each of the babies heads, kissing Kurt on the cheek when he passed him. Kurt smiled and shooed Blaine away, "Not right now, love." He winked suggestively and mouthed, "later."
"Are we finished?" Blaine asked.
"I think we are!" Kurt said, standing back to take a look around the room. He smiled, "Put the babies together, I wanna take a picture."
Blaine smiled and placed Rhys in his carseat on the floor, and Lydia did the same with Evelyn, placing her next to her twin.
"Perfect," Kurt said, pulling out his SLR camera to take some pictures of them together, then each individually. "Alright, done, lets take our babies home!"
Each boy picked up a baby in their carseats, while Lydia grabbed their bag, they thanked the nurses on the way out and headed down to the lobby. Lydia and Blaine waited there for Kurt to get the Yukon XL from the parking lot. He pulled up and helped get everyone in. As soon as Rhys was put into the car he started wailing.
"Oh! Shhh, sweet baby! What's wrong bud?" Kurt said sympathetically, reaching into the carseat to rub the infants tummy and let him grasp his fathers fingers. "Awww, Rhysie!" he took the baby out of the seat and propped him up on his shoulder, bouncing and rocking soothingly while rubbing and patting the screaming baby's back, he turned his head and kissed Rhys' tiny head. He got into the back seat of the car, between the two babies seats and made sure Rhys' empty carseat was securely fastened onto the base.
Blaine got into the drivers side, Lydia into the passengers side and they both looked back at Kurt holding Rhys. "Do you want to give him a bottle?" Blaine asked, trying to be helpful in some way.
"No, a cold bottle will give him indigestion… could you give me his pacifier? We're not far from home, by the time he realizes milk isn't coming out of it we'll be able to give him something."
Blaine passed Kurt a pacifier and Kurt gave it to the baby, who took it greedily into his mouth and started sucking on it furiously, still whimpering and red.
"There we go," Kurt said soothingly, "Are you happy now, handsome? Can daddy put you down?" He mused. After a short pause, making sure Rhys seemed okay, he put him back into his carseat and fastened him in before fastening his own seatbelt. The baby contorted his face and let out a wail through his pacifier at the loss of cuddly closeness with Kurt, but his father placed a comforting hand on his sons abdomen, and Rhys quieted back to a whimper.
Kurt looked up, and Blaine was beaming at him with the biggest ear-to-ear grin, amazed and endeared at Kurt's skill with quieting the infant. Kurt blushed and shifted his gaze to the floor. "Drive," he ordered quietly. Blaine giggled, "You're incredible, absolutely incredible," as he began to drive.
Blaine sighed in absolute bliss and contentment. He was sitting on the couch, Kurts legs draped across his lap, his sleeping daughter in his arms, his son taking a bottle in his partners arms. Kurt was cooing and talking to Rhys quietly as he fed the hungry baby, his head resting on Blaines shoulder sleepily. "I love you," Blaine mouthed, when Kurt looked up at him momentarily. Kurt grinned and kissed the other boy softly. "I love you too, handsome," he said, after the kiss was over. They each looked down at the children in their arms, so precious, so small, so perfect. They knew quiet moments like these would be rare, so they enjoyed every second of it.
"All done?" Kurt asked, when Rhys spit the bottle out and turned his head in towards Kurt's chest. He smiled and put the bottle down, shifting to cuddle against Blaine with the baby in his arms.
Blaine let the moment last for a few more minutes before speaking. "Do you wanna go to bed?"
Kurt looked up, "Uh huh, but just to sleep, honey, nothing more. Not tonight."
Blaine pouted.
"Oh, stop it. There are other ways to celebrate, especially when it's celebrating something like this." He gave Blaine a little kiss before standing up.
"Like what?"
"Hush." Kurt walked into the bedroom.
Blaine followed close behind, "You promised I could hold you."
"Yes I did."
"And?"
"And you can, you can hold me and fall asleep. Cuddling isn't sex."
"Oh. True."
Kurt chuckled. "A little desperate, Blaine?"
Blaine blushed, "I-… Yeah I… I guess."
Kurt laid Rhys in his cot gently. "You're adorable," he told Blaine.
"Am I?"
"Yep. You are."
"Can we please get in bed now?"
Kurt chuckled sleepily, "Yes, Blaine, we can."
"Thank y-"
He was interrupted by the sound of crying from Evelyn's bassinet.
"Oh great." Kurt said, turning around and walking to her. "Blaine you can get in bed, I'll be right there."
Kurt and Blaine decided to have the babies in their room with them, for ease of night time feedings and whatnot during the first little while. Kurt picked her up and lifted her to his face, stopping to kiss her nose before lifting her further and turning her to smell her bottom. His face contorted, "Yup, found the issue." he coughed a little and laid her on the changing table.
"You got that?" Blaine asked, watching Kurt from where he was situated on the King sized bed they shared.
"Yeah, thanks." Kurt unbuttoned Evelyn's sleeper and lifted her slightly to slide it under her back and out of the way of the dirty diaper.
"You sure? Do you need anything at all?" Blaine asked, feeling a little useless as the baby cried louder at being undressed.
"Yes, I'm sure. Relax, babe." Kurt chuckled a little, removing Evelyn's diaper and wiping her thoroughly, making sure she was completely clean before fanning her and letting her air dry a little - wet bottoms from not being dried after being wiped is the main cause of diaper rash. Once she was dry he put a new diaper and re-buttoned her pyjamas. "There, all done," He smiled and picked her up, "All better, huh? I bet stinky diapers don't feel very nice." He kissed her tummy and laid her back in her cot gently.
Blaine smiled, absolutely baffled by how naturally childcare seemed to come for Kurt. "You're an incredible daddy, you know that?"
Kurt blushed, "well I guess I do now." He made sure Evelyn was happy and falling asleep, then slid into bed and took Blaine into his arms, "So are you."
Blaine shook his head a little, "Maybe, but not nearly as amazing as you." He combed his fingertips through Kurt's soft hair, and played with his ears gently.
"You flatter me more than I deserve," Kurt spoke softly, nuzzling against Blaine's nose.
"Is that a bad thing? Everything I say is completely true, you know."
"It isn't a bad thing at all. I love it. I love you."
"I love you too, handsome." Blaine said, stroking the patch just behind Kurt's ear with his thumb.
Kurt cuddled into Blaine further, moving and pressing against Blaine's touch. He closed his eyes and buried his face into Blaine's neck, releasing a blissful sigh.
Kurt got up to answer the door, "Hi Roman! Come in!"
The tall, muscular, green-eyed brunette stepped in and started unbuttoning his fitted, gray, double breasted duffle coat. He smiled his charming smile and let Blaine hang his coat. "Thanks Blaine," Roman smiled kindly and walked into the living room, following Kurt. He sat down on the couch.
"They're both asleep right now, but they're due to wake up for a bottle really soon" Kurt said, sitting down next to Roman.
"I can't wait to meet them! How was the birth?"
"The birth was really great!" Blaine said, sitting down in an armchair. "Kurt almost didn't make it."
"Oh? What happened?"
"Traffic. You saw me leave. I left as soon as I found out, but I was stuck in that stupid gridlock for almost an hour and a half!"
"Oh no! Did you make it before anything big happened?"
"Yeah, I was there long before they were born, but I didn't know what was going in so I thought I'd miss everything."
"That sucks." Roman sympathized.
"Yeah, it did."
"How's Lydia?"
"She's really great! She's bouncing back really well. No postpartum issues at all."
"Oh good. Are the babies doing well?"
"They're good, they sleep more than anything else, so we've just been admiring them." Kurt smiled, gazing over at Blaine briefly. Blaine just blushed and shifted his gaze to the floor, and Roman chuckled.
Roman Lyle was a colleague of Kurts at Vogue, also gay, smoulderingly attractive, single, though he was looking hard to change that. He wasn't going for Kurt or Blaine, and neither of them were interested in him. Roman had someone else in mind, someone he knew he could never have.
"Mmhhh… Ah, Ah…" Kieran growled in the darkness. Kieran. Delicate, sensitive, shy, little Kieran.
Another voice was heard, moaning and growling, the sound of a cheap motel bed creaking echoed through the room, reverberating off of the walls and entering the ears of the pair.
"Mmhhh… you're incredible," the second voice moaned.
Kieran gasped faintly in reply.
Kurt walked out of the bedroom carrying a baby in each arm. He passed one to Roman and sat down with the other.
"What're their names, again?" Roman asked.
"The one you have is Evelyn, and this one's Rhys." Kurt answered.
Roman smiled down at the baby girl in his arms. She looked out of place, a tiny baby girl in such muscular arms. Roman wasn't huge, he was actually quite lean, but he visited the gym often enough that he was well toned.
Kurt smiled softly at the infant in his arms, then at the one in Romans. He didn't think his friends would care so much about, and he was touched that they did.
Vincent stumbled into the apartment he shared with his girlfriend, Bridget. Bridget didn't know where Vincent had been, and Vincent most certainly was not going to tell her. He climbed into bed next to her quietly, trying his hardest not to wake her up. Biting his lip in guilt, he regretted what he had done, but nothing had ever made him feel that way. Nothing had ever made him feel that good.
A few tears fell as he watched his girlfriend, asleep next to him. She was beautiful. Her soft auburn curls rippled over her shoulder as she stirred in her sleep. She was playful and sweet, she loved kids, Vincent thought she'd be a great mom. But, in that moment, as much as he loved her…he wasn't sure if those children would be his.
He wasn't sure if he wanted those children to be his.
"Hey Kier," Declan smiled and invited him into his sparkly gay bachelor pad apartment. There was really no other way to describe it. Declan loved sports, so he had the bachelor pad living room, with the big screen and surround sound hooked up in front of a big comfy couch. He was also one of Kurt's colleagues at Vogue. That being said, it must be pointed out that Declan took his job very seriously. His apartment was bursting with fabrics, half finished designs, and glitter, because he was convinced that the next big fashion breakthroughs would involve lots of it.
"Hi Declan…" Kieran grumbled
"You look like a zombie."
"Thank you for that lovely compliment." He scowled.
"I'm sorry. What happened?"
"I… Didn't get a lot of sleep last night."
"You're not the one who just had twins. What the hell were you doing?"
"I do believe that's none of your business." He plunked down on the couch.
"Kieran what's wrong?"
"Nothing. Please stop interrogating me… I came here to try and forget about it."
"Alright, alright. Sheesh." He turned on the TV. "What do you want to watch?"
"Anything but sports."
"But-"
"No."
"There's a-"
"I don't care."
"Party pooper…" he pouted, "So You Think You Can Dance?"
"Yes please!"
Declan changed the channel and sat down next to Kieran. He tried to drape his arm over Kierans shoulders, but Kieran was fast to catch his arm and move it away from him, then push Declans chest away before he could do anything further.
Declan spent most of the afternoon with Kieran trying to sneak glances and blushing wildly when Kieran met those glances. Kieran was amused by Declans apparent endearment in him. Though he didn't share the feeling, he thought it was cute.
A/N: The next chapter might not be as long as the others, depending on how much I'll be able to write, as I'm preparing to go on vacation. Also, depending on the circumstances of the trip, and depending on whether or not I bring my laptop (I most likely will, but there's always the chance I wont be able to for whatever reason), there's a possibility I wont have the means to update the story until I get back, which will be almost a month from now. If that ends up being the case, I'll be doing as much planning and writing as possible with my iPod (which I will have with me regardless of whether or not I have my laptop). Anyway, just thought I'd let you know, just so you wouldn't get worried if you didn't see another update until February. Thank you to everyone who's left reviews, followed and favorited. Keep the feedback coming!
