Reunited
A colorful scarf blew in the wind, just out of the grasp of a little girl, running along trying to catch up to it. Kurt Hummel was walking along when that same colorful scarf wrapped around his ankle. He looked down and reached for it just as a pear of tiny boots appeared in his line of sight.
"You caught my scarf!" came a high pitched cheery voice. Kurt smiled and looked up, handing the little girl her scarf…but he froze. The girl in front of him was disarmingly familiar. She had long black hair that you could tell was curly even when it was braided. She smiled down at him with hazel eyes and smiled, revealing two missing front teeth.
"Thanks, mister!" she said
"Dee!" a voice called, followed be fast and heavy footsteps. "Oh, you caught it, thanks so much, Dee, you need to keep track of your things!" Kurt was afraid to look up, he was afraid to turn around and have his suspicions confirmed. But he did it anyway, he brushed the legs of his pants off and stood up, facing…Blaine. Blaine's eyes widened as Kurt smiled shyly at him and his eyes went from Blaine, to the girl, and back to Blaine. It was painful, really, she was so obviously his. So that's what had happened…Blaine had grown older found a girlfriend, and had a kid, well, at least she was cute. Blaine, himself hadn't changed much. He'd freed his hair from the gel and donned glasses, but that was about it.
"Kurt." Blaine breathed, something Kurt feared he'd never be able to do again "Wow…uhm…hi."
"Hi." The little girl went to stand by Blaine's side, taking his hand immediately. Kurt prayed for her not to speak, but if she did…he wished with the little doubt he had left that she would call him Blaine, or uncle, or anything but-
"Daddy…who is that?" oh. Ouch. He'd expected that to hurt a lot less.
"That's Kurt, sweetheart." Blaine said, leaning down and picking the girl up into his arms.
"Really?" she asked, eyes widening. "You mean the prince?" she whispered so low Kurt almost didn't hear it. Blaine's face turned red to the tips of his ears.
"Yeah, peanut, that one." She giggled
"Can he walk with us, daddy?" Blaine looked to Kurt now
"You're welcome to if you've got time…I'd like to catch up." Kurt nodded before he could think to say no. Blaine smiled widely and shifted the girl up on his hip. "Great."
"Oh, jeeze, how rude, Kurt, this is my daughter, Delilah, but we like to call her Dee." Kurt smiled like his heart wasn't being ripped in half
"That's a beautiful name, It's very nice to meet you, Dee, I'm Kurt." Dee giggled and hid her face in her father's shoulder.
Kurt and Blaine had broken up in college. They found that keeping a long distance relationship wasn't as easy as it seemed, and with classes and exams and meeting new friends it just kind of…fell apart. There was no yelling, there were no fights, it was just a mutual decision and 'what would be easier'. Kurt almost wished they'd had a fight, at least he'd have something to hold against Blaine, at least that'd be something to lessen the feelings he had…has for the man.
"What have you been up to, Kurt?" Blaine asked "We haven't talked in…forever." Kurt smirked, that was too precise.
"Editor and Chief of my own magazine." Kurt said proudly, at least he wasn't meeting up with Blaine again being a cashier at Walmart.
"Seriously?" Blaine asked "that's amazing!" Kurt shrugged.
"How about you?"
"Lawyer." Blaine said, like it was an everyday thing. Kurt knew Blaine had gone to law school, but he was glad to hear it all worked out.
"Oh, is that all?" Kurt asked, looking pointedly to Dee. Blaine chuckled
"Oh yeah, and this little one came along." He said, kissing the girl's pudgy cheek.
"May I ask who the lucky lady is?" Kurt asked, Blaine looked momentarily confused
"Lucky who- oh. Oh! Nothing like that!" he laughed and pointed to himself with his free hand "gay as ever. I got a surrogate." That one sentence felt like the world had been taken off Kurt's shoulders. Surrogate. God, that was a beautiful word. It beat 'wife', anyway. Kurt found himself laughing along
"Well, she looks just like you." Blaine smiled proudly.
"So…is there a Mr. Hummel?" Blaine asked tentatively after a moment, Kurt shook his head
"Nope…I guess I'm just forever single." Blaine laughed
"Well, I guess that's something we have in common." The conversation just kept on going uphill. Dee yawned and Blaine glanced at her
"Tired?" she nodded "well, I think that's my que to go home…would you want to come over?" he asked "have a coffee…catch up?" Kurt smiled
"I'd love that."
oOo
Once Blaine had put Dee down for her nap, he sat in the kitchen with Kurt, clutching a mug of coffee.
"How old is Dee?" Kurt asked
"Three." Blaine said, Kurt's eyebrows shot up, Blaine smiled "I know what you're thinking, and yes, I know I was young…but I wanted kids, I kind of accepted that I wouldn't have anyone to do the whole marriage then babies thing with…so I just did the baby thing." He shrugged "and I don't regret it at all, Dee is wonderful." Kurt smiled
"Of course she is, she's yours." Blaine smiled into his mug
"How have you been…honestly?" Blaine asked, he always had a way of seeing right through Kurt.
"Honestly? Lonely. But otherwise, I'm happy. I'm financially stable, I have a job I love, and I'm only thirty." Kurt shrugged "life's good." Blaine nodded. The air was tight with tension for a moment before Blaine finally spoke.
"I missed you." He said softly "every single day." Kurt looked up
"I still miss you." They knew it was stupid. They knew they'd have to talk this out later, they knew that eventually Dee would wake up and they wouldn't be alone. But suddenly, the feelings that never quite went away came rushing back and both of them were on their feet. Kurt's back was digging into the counter but he couldn't care less because for the first time in years Blaine's lips were on his. It was soft but fierce and Blaine's stubble itched at his face and all he could feel and touch and smell was Blaine and it made him want to cry. What the hell was wrong with him for letting this fall apart. Suddenly, Blaine pulled back and looked into his eyes, worry evident in his features.
"Shit, Kurt…I'm sorry." He reached up and wiped at the wetness in the corner of Kurt's eyes. Kurt was amazed that it was still this easy. He smiled a bit
"I tried to convince myself that I didn't, that I was going to be okay but Blaine, I need you." He took a breath "I've never loved anybody else the way I love you." Blaine smiled
"Thank god." And they were kissing again. Every atom in their body's tingled with the sensation of familiarity, of comfort and the sense of home, just like they'd always felt in each other's arms.
As they lay on the couch, Kurt's back pressed up against Blaine's chest, he remembered something Dee had said earlier.
"What was that, that Dee said?" Kurt asked, Blaine blushed
"Oh…well she always asks for a bedtime story…so I kind of made one up,"
"What's it about?" Kurt asked
"A prince…and a brave knight who saves him…but it turns out that the prince actually ends up saving the knight. They kiss, and live happily ever after." Kurt smiled
"And I'm the prince?"
"You're the prince."
"And you're the knight?" Kurt asked, smirking
"That I am." Kurt giggled
"You tell your daughter a gay bedtime story about a boy you're not even dating?" but he had to admit it was sweet, and he was beyond glad he was featured in it.
"Shut up." Blaine said and then paused "would the prince like to be dating the knight?" Kurt rolled his eyes and turned around to kiss Blaine softly
"I thought that was kind of obvious."
(AUTHORS NOTE: oh my god, I want this child, if anybody knows a willing artist, or is one, for the love of god, please draw Dee, I will write you whatever you want!)