(Author's note! Hey, sorry if you saw my first uploaded version of this chapter! It came out all smooshed together with no line breaks for anything! Sorry about that! The doc manager uploader thing was being super weird. Anyways, I fixed it now and it should be good now! On an unrelated note, thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy! 3)

The two of them enjoyed their weekend together, Blaine holding it together enough to be in his big headspace the whole time. Monday night though, he fell completely into headspace. He and Kurt had texted earlier during the day about making lists of rules and they both agreed to do it that night. He got a text from Kurt around 8, requesting to Skype. He just answered with the word "little", but Kurt told him he still wanted to Skype.

Blaine's stomach whirled. He took the paci out of his mouth and closed his colouring book as he brought his laptop onto the bed. He'd never had to talk to somebody while still in his role. He'd been ripped away from his role before by one of his parents or his brother needing to talk to him while he was having little time, and he'd forced himself to feel big while texting some people, but he'd never willingly talked to anybody while in full-fledged little-mode, other than other littles online.

He heard the familiar Skype ringtone and pulled his comfort blanket into his lap before answering. He bit his lip and smiled shyly at Kurt, who laughed a little, but said hello. Blaine waved silently.

"You okay, B?" Kurt asked gently.

Blaine nodded and let out a muffled, "Mmmhmmm."

"Okay, just checking, sweetheart. Did you write out a list of rules for me?"

Blaine nodded silently.

"Wow. Thank you for listening," Kurt praised with a smile. "Did you type it or just write it?"

"Didn't type. Should I?" Blaine asked, shifting where he sat.

"No, no, no. It's alright. Handwritten is fine for now. Can you go get it for me?"

Blaine nodded and shifted on his bed before pulling out the sheet of paper he'd written on with bright green crayon.

"Okay, I have my list right here too. I typed it all up so I'll send you the document later, but why don't we read them out loud to each other for now," Kurt suggested.

"Kay," Blaine said, looking down at his list.

"Do you want me to start, sweetheart?"

"Please."

"Such good manners," Kurt hummed with a wide smile. Then he began reading:

"Daddy's rules for Blainey:"

Blaine looked down shyly at Kurt calling himself Daddy, but Kurt continued,

"1. Blaine will tell me when he starts feeling little right away no matter what. If there is anything big on his mind, he will talk about it with me.
2. Blaine will not say no to me. If he is confused or scared, he is to ask me for clarification and we will discuss my request or order, but he is not to outright defy me."

Kurt looked at Blaine's face on the screen to make sure he was listening before going on,

"3. Blaine will ask my permission to do anything that constitutes as a "big boy" activity when he is feeling little. I will help him make all of his choices, both small and large choices."

"'Scuse me," Blaine piped up.

"Yes, baby?" Kurt asked, trying not to smile at Blaine's speech.

"What kind of choices?"

"Well," Kurt hummed, "Like what to eat, if you're making your own dinner, or what you're drinking, or what to wear, what movie to watch before bed, things like that. But if you have a big choice on your mind, you will have to talk to me about that and I'll help you make those scary decisions too."

Blaine nodded slowly, and Kurt decided to continue,

"4. Blaine will finish all of his homework and be in bed by 10:30 on school nights. Homework comes before playtime, this includes internet. If he's too stressed, he can come to me and we can discuss how to relax him. Some exceptions may be made for homework and bedtimes, but I will make the final ruling on that, not Blaine. This rule is in effect whether or not Blaine is feeling little or big."

Blaine pouted and protested, "No fair!"

"Hey, hey, we're working on doing what's best for you, right?" Kurt asked softly.

"But… But…" Blaine sighed and shook his head.

"Okay, so let me finish. Almost done."

Blaine nodded.

"5. No lying. Omission of the truth counts as lying. This rule is always in effect for the both of us.

6. Blaine won't say anything bad about himself. If it's on his mind, he's allowed to tell me what he's thinking and we'll work on getting those thoughts out of his mind.

7. When we are in private and Blaine is little, I will be called by "Daddy" not Kurt.

8. This is a working list. Rules may be added or changed, depending on our circumstances.

And that's all baby. That's not too bad, is it?"

Blaine shook his head slowly, "Not too bad."

"Good," Kurt hummed with a smile. "Now your turn, little one."

Blaine bit his lip and cleared his throat before reading:

"Daddy's Rules:

1. Daddy can't tell anybody about any of this without my permission.

2. When he can, Daddy has to call me for goodnight phone calls when we're apart or cuddle with me when we're together.

3. If something's too scary, Daddy has to stop right away."

Blaine bit his lip and looked up before adding, "We could use the traffic light thingy maybe."

"Okay, can you explain that to me, sweetheart?" Kurt asked gently.

"Um. Well lots of people use it during… you know…" He looked at Kurt with wide eyes and waited for him to acknowledge he understood he meant sex without having to say it. Then he continued, "But we could use it for not that. And it's like green means everything's okay, yellow means I'm a little uncomfy but not completely, and red means stop right away."

"That's a great idea, Blaine. We'll use that, okay?"

Blaine nodded.

"Okay, go ahead, baby. Finish."

Blaine nodded and went on:

"4. No making fun of me for my little habits or thinking I'm stupid."

"You're not stupid, Blaine. I know that," Kurt interjected.

Blaine smiled a little and continued,

" 5. Punishments have to be explained before Daddy gives them to me, so I know why I'm in trouble. No punishments just to be mean.

And um, that's all for now," Blaine finished.

"Those were great rules," Kurt hummed. "And if you think of any more, you can always add them, remember?"

Blaine nodded slowly.

"Good. Can you please take a picture with your phone and send it to me later so I have those rules too?"

Blaine nodded again.

"You're awful quiet tonight," Kurt acknowledged.

Blaine shrugged, which made Kurt laugh.

"Are you a little nervous, baby?"

"Little bit," he mumbled.

"Well you're doing so, so well for me, sweetheart. Daddy's proud of how brave you are."

Blaine smiled shyly as he pulled the blanket in towards his stomach, his cheeks turning a gentle pink.

"So what were you doing before I called you?"

"Colouring," he mumbled.

"Oh were you? Can I see what you were colouring?"

Blaine shrugged.

Kurt chuckled softly, "You don't have to show me, but I'd love to see it. I'm sure it's gorgeous."

Blaine smiled a little and nodded. He shifted to get his Marvel colouring book out and flipped through the pages and found the picture of Thor he'd been colouring in. He was a little embarrassed because he never matches colours to what they should be. He has more fun when he colours things crazy and bright colours. Nonetheless, he turned it towards the camera, holding it up for Kurt to see it.

Kurt grinned widely and immediately praised, "Wow, Blaine, that's beautiful. So colourful and creative. I love it so, so much."

Blaine smiled shyly, "Really? Not silly?"

"No, it's not silly. It's so nice. I would love for you to colour me a picture one day."

Blaine beamed and chirped, "I will, Daddy!" And then, after realizing what he'd said, his smile dropped and his eyes got wide with shock.

"Hey, hey. It's okay. Daddy's so excited you'll colour him something."

"Kay," Blaine mumbled, biting at his bottom lip.

"Don't be embarrassed, little one." Kurt murmured.

Blaine nodded a little.

"Well, so you were colouring. Is all of your homework from this weekend done?"

Blaine nodded again.

"Wow. Good boy. I'm so proud of you, Blaine. Are you getting sleepy yet?"

"Not really," Blaine hummed. "Is not late yet."

"It's almost 9. That can be late for little boys. Especially on a Monday."

Blaine giggled a little and shook his head.

"Oh yes it can be, baby. Did you take a nighttime shower or bath yet?"

Blaine shook his head.

"Okay, sweetie. I want us to hang up soon so you can do that."

"Nooo," he whined.

Kurt gave him a stern look before saying, "Do you say no to Daddy?"

Blaine huffed and shook his head, "Sorry. Didn't mean to. Just don't wanna hang up."

"I know, baby. And I'll forgive you this time since these rules are brand new, but watch it, alright?"

Blaine nodded slowly. "Kay. Um... If I take a bath can I maybe call you on the phone and we can talk during that?"

"Look at you, filled with great ideas. I think that sounds perfect. How about you hang up now and get your bath all set up and when you're settled, call me, okay?"

Blaine nodded. "Kay. Love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart," Kurt hummed before hanging up the call. He sighed happily as he relaxed back onto his bed, awaiting Blaine's phone call. He couldn't believe how natural and comforting this felt. It just seemed so right for the two of them.