Hi guys,

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Ch 14

"Are you sure he'll take care of her?" Kurt bit his lip as he looked at Cooper and Emma disappearing around the corner. "She needs to do her cathing in an hour. Maybe I should have told him,-"

"Kurt," Blaine cut him off. "You did tell him, twice. And Emma knows the hours of her cathing just as well."

"Yes, but,-"

"No 'buts'," Blaine cut him off again. "Please, Kurt. We need this. We need to talk properly, to see where we stand. For ourselves and for Emma."

"I… Yeah, okay," Kurt's shoulders slumped and he let out a tired sigh. His stomach made a loud grumbling noise, and Blaine chuckled.

"Hungry?"

Kurt nodded. "I haven't eaten this morning; I just had some coffee."

"Okay." Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him into the kitchen. "Let's make you something, and while you eat we can talk. It'll keep us from being… distracted."

"Distracted?" Kurt asked as he rose an eyebrow and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Hmm," Blaine hummed as he looked in the fridge. "You can be very… distracting, you know. There's some fruit and yoghurt. We can make you a quick fruit salad."

"Sure," Kurt agreed as Blaine put everything on the table. He grabbed one of the knives and started cutting an apple. Blaine grabbed the other knife and started to chop the banana.

"So, what did Chandler say?"

Kurt sighed, not sure how much of his conversation to reveal to Blaine. He didn't want to make the man jealous.

"Just, please, don't lie to me," Blaine asked, his voice soft. He put the chunks of banana in the bowl and grabbed a kiwi. "If you don't want to tell me everything because it's too personal, I get that, but don't lie."

Kurt shook his head, confused. "Why would I lie?"

"I don't want you to save my feelings. I get it, you were married to him; you wanted a family with him; you loved him." Blaine was almost rambling as he cut into the kiwi roughly. "I'm sure there are a lot of unresolved feelings there."

"Blaine, please stop massacring the poor kiwi. I want a fruit salad, not a mousse."

"Oh." Blaine blinked and looked at tiny pieces of kiwi in front of him. "Sorry. I just, I get it if you and Chandler... you know."

"No, I don't," Kurt looked carefully at Blaine, searching his face for any clues. "You don't think I still love him, do you? Or that I still want to be with him?" Blaine shrugged and grabbed half of the apple from Kurt's grasp, slicing it into smaller pieces. Kurt blinked and looked down and his half of the apple. He hadn't done more than cut the fruit into two pieces, but his mind was too busy trying to understand. "Blaine, I don't."

"You were married to him; you wanted a family with him."

"Were and wanted are key words in that sentence, Blaine. I was, and I wanted, but not anymore." Kurt shook his head. "If I told you Chandler said that he still loved me, what would you think my answer was?"

Blaine shrugged, grabbing the other half of the apple without looking Kurt in the eye.

"I told him I love you. I told him that he and I… we're not meant for each other. I told him that maybe one day he'll find a man that he'll love more than he loves me, like I did."

This seemed to grasp Blaine's attention as he put the pieces of apple in the bowl and looked up at Kurt. "I… you mean me?"

Kurt smiled and poured the yoghurt over the chopped fruit. "No I mean your brother. Of course I mean you, silly." He grabbed a spoon and took a mouthful, chewing it slowly, to think over his next words. "I know this is still new, and maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, but what I feel for you… it's a lot."

Blaine nodded, a soft smile forming on his face. "Yeah, same here."

Kurt took a few more bites, letting the silence sit between them for a moment. He wasn't sure how to approach the next topic. He knew they needed to talk about Emma, about New York. It seemed that Blaine had the same worries, as the man spoke next. "I just, I need to know something, Kurt."

"Yes?"

"If we… I mean, I don't want it to, but if anything happens between us, if we don't… if it doesn't work out, I still want to see Emma. I mean, she's not just, something extra, for me." Blaine was stumbling over his words, trying to explain. "I really love her, and I want to be in her life, no matter what happens between us."

"Of course, Blaine, don't ever think I'll keep you away from your daughter, please." Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand over the table and stroked his thumb softy over Blaine's knuckles. "You need to believe that."

"Okay," Blaine smiled as he softly squeezed Kurt's hand. He loved even the smallest touch between them.

"Good." Kurt smiled as he took another bite of his fruit salad. He could feel the electricity between them, flowing through their fingers, and he suddenly understood what Blaine had meant earlier by 'distracting'. This was definitely distracting him. The small touch made him long for so much more. "One last thing I think we should talk about. Our living situation."

"Oh." Blaine was surprised by this. He hadn't expected that to be a problem, after all Kurt was the one to insist Blaine stay with them. "Yeah, okay, I get if this is awkward for you. I can call my mom to see if I can crash at her place for the moment. I mean, I'd go back to New York, but it'd be so hard to see Emma, and I did rent out my place for the summer, so-"

"No, Blaine, that's not what I meant," Kurt interrupted him. "I meant, the fact that you live in New York. You work in New York, and I live and work here."

"Oh." Realization dawned on Blaine's face.

"I just, I don't want us to do anything we'll regret," Kurt tried to explain. "You said your place was rented out for the summer?"

"Yeah, I sub-let it to someone who's taking a summer class in the city. I figured it was stupid to leave it empty and pay rent for almost two months when I would be here."

"Right, that makes sense," Kurt agreed. "I just, let's take this slow, okay. Let's see how things go this summer, no obligations afterwards. I can't move to New York, and you can't just quit your job to move here. I don't want there to be any expectations from either of us. I want us to be together, and we'll see how the summer goes, and when it's time for you to go back to the city, we'll deal with that when it comes, okay?"

Blaine frowned, but nodded anyway. He would gladly stay here with Kurt and Emma, but maybe Kurt was right. It was new, they were new, and maybe they needed to see how it went first.

Kurt smiled as he scraped his bowl empty. "So, now that's out of the way, how about those 'distractions' you mentioned earlier? Care to join me on the couch in the living room?"

Blaine grinned as he pushed his worries to the back of his mind. "I think the living room couch is a good place to get 'distracted'."

…

Cooper looked suspiciously as Emma was slurping loudly from her straw. "You're sure your dad won't mind?"

Emma shook her head fervently. "No, Uncle Coop. He always lets me have two pieces of cheesecake after a meal. I promise!"

"I don't know."

"Uncle Finn always gets me two pieces. He trusts me." Emma looked at Cooper with wide eyes and he caved, ordering two slices of cheesecake for his niece and a brownie for himself. Emma giggled in delight as the waiter brought her pieces and started on the first one right away. "You're the best." After a few bites she paused and looked at Cooper with a frown. "Do you have any babies?"

This almost sent Cooper into a coughing fit, so he took a large sip of his drink and cleared his throat before he answered. "No, why?"

"Oh," Emma sighed and her shoulders slumped. "I want a niece or a nephew to play with, but Papa says it's not safe for Uncle Finn to have babies since he's so clumsy. He says he'd probably drop the baby or something. I used to want a baby brother or sister."

"Not anymore?" Cooper asked.

Emma shook her head again. "No, because Papa says if we have a baby brother or sister I'll have to share my room, and I don't want that." Her eyes widened. "But Papa made a room for Blaine, so maybe the baby can have that room."

"So where will Blaine have to sleep?" Cooper chuckled.

"With Papa, duh!" she rolled her eyes. "They're my daddies, they can sleep together."

Cooper chuckled as she continued on her cheesecake. He loved how everything seemed so easy in an eight-year-old's eyes. He definitely had to tell this to Blaine. He was pretty sure Blaine would have no objections to Emma's idea, except maybe for the baby brother or sister she wanted.

"Where do you live?" Emma asked suddenly, her eyes fixated on Cooper. "Why haven't you come to visit us earlier?"

"I live in LA; I'm an actor," Cooper replied with a proud grin.

"Oh, that's so cool! Daddy Blaine is an actor too. He's on Breadway!"

"Broadway," Cooper corrected her.

"Yes, that. I want to be on Broadway too!"

"You'll have to move to New York for that," Cooper said. "Won't you mind living so far away from your Papa?"

"He can come with me! And Blaine too!" She giggled. "Papa used to live in New York when he was married to Chandler." She scrunched her nose. "He's not nice. He doesn't like Daddy."

"That's not nice." Cooper's mind was reeling. Chandler was the one he had met this morning - right. Blaine didn't like the guy; He'd be glad to hear his daughter felt the same way. "Maybe you can go visit Blaine in New York soon."

"Blaine doesn't live in New York." Emma cocked her head and looked at him with a funny expression. "He lives with me and Papa now. He's my daddy, he needs to live with us."

"Oh, right, I forgot," Cooper nodded. He really loved how Emma's brain worked. "Finish your second piece of cake, so we can get back."

Emma looked at the piece with wide eyes and a frown. "I'm full."

…

"Blaine, God, Blaine, stop," Kurt giggled as Blaine pushed his shirt up and nuzzled his nose against the exposed flesh. "I'm ticklish, Blaine!"

"I can't help it," Blaine murmured against Kurt's stomach. "You're so smooth. I adore your skin."

"Yes, we've already established your weird obsession with my skin."

Blaine looked up and pushed himself up so he was face to face with Kurt. "I'm allowed to have a weird obsession with your skin, because you're mine." He locked their lips together and caressed Kurt's exposed stomach and chest with one hand. "My beautiful boyfriend with his beautiful skin," he mumbled between kisses. "God I wish I had asked Cooper to stay away for lunch and dinner. I just want to kiss you all day."

"Just kiss, hmm?" Kurt smiled against Blaine's lips. "I don't believe you."

"I can kiss you during other activities as well, Love," Blaine whispered. Kurt let out a strangled noise as Blaine buried his head in Kurt's neck and started pressing fleeting kisses all over it. "So yes, I'd love to kiss you all day long."

"Ahem."

Kurt's head shot up as he pushed Blaine off from top of him, scrambling to pull his shirt back down.

"I take it you two talked?"

"Shut up, Coop," Blaine mumbled as he adjusted his pants and tried to get comfortable on the couch without being too obvious. Kurt rolled his eyes ad he grabbed a blanket and threw it over Blaine's lap, while he grabbed the remote control and started the TV.

"Where's Emma?"

"She's in the kitchen, putting away her cheesecake. We brought it home," said Cooper as he sat down next to Blaine.

"She didn't eat it right away?" Kurt asked, as he raised his eyebrows. "She must have been really full."

"Oh she did, but she couldn't finish her second piece, so we took that with us."

"Her second piece?" Kurt's eyes widened. "You got her two pieces?"

Cooper looked dumbfounded. "She said you always get her two pieces?"

Kurt shook his head as he got up, muttering. "She does this every time, Finn always falls for it as well. Emma Katherine Hummel, where are you young lady?!"

Cooper frowned as he saw Kurt disappear into the kitchen. "I swear I didn't mean any harm. She just… I thought…"

"It's okay." Blaine patted his brother's arm. "She's your first niece, you'll learn."

"She's amazing, you know!" Cooper gushed. "And she loves you so much. She couldn't stop talking about you."

"Really?" Blaine smiled broadly.

"Yeah, she even called you 'daddy' a few times. She's smitten with you."

"I…" Blaine blushed. "That's good. I'm glad."

"She also thinks you live with them, and you should just sleep in Kurt's room so the new room can be for her baby brother or sister."

"I… what?" Blaine blinked at his brother. "What?"

"Well it was that or a niece or nephew from me."

"I…" Blaine didn't know what to say.

"Yeah, you might want to talk to her about that, anyway. How did it go with Kurt?" Cooper continued as if he hadn't said anything special. "Good, I take it?"

"Coop!" Blaine blushed a bright red.

"Come on, Squirt. You're my little brother, we're supposed to talk about this. Don't act like I didn't just catch you necking with Kurt on this couch." He was silent for a moment. "Please tell me you were both dressed and I'm not currently sitting on your butt-sweat."

"I… what, no! Cooper!" Blaine groaned. "We talked, and we decided to just see where the summer would take us. I still have my apartment in New York after all."

"And your job," Cooper said.

"Hm, yeah, that."

"You don't?"

Blaine shushed him as he looked at the kitchen, where Kurt was talking to Emma. "I… I couldn't exactly take a vacation of two months. I'm just the understudy. They wouldn't let me."

"Oh."

"Kurt doesn't know," Blaine said. "And I don't want him to know. He'll only feel guilty. It doesn't matter, okay? It's just a job."

Cooper shook his head with a sigh. "You're the eternal romantic, Blainers. It's sad and beautiful."

Blaine shrugged. He'd tell Kurt eventually. Besides, there wasn't anything in New York for him, not when his family was here. Not when his heart was here.