"Blaine!" Kurt called "What are you doing? We have that party in half an hour!"
"We're in the kitchen!" Blaine called back, Kurt ran into the room and clutched a hand to his heart.
"Oh my god. What have you done to my baby?" He asked, horrorstruck, Blaine scoffed
"Your baby, no, you're right, she doesn't have my DNA or anything." he said, turning back to the child, now covered head to torso in spaghetti sauce.
"We have to go in thirty minutes!" Kurt gasped, Blaine rolled his eyes and picked Delilah up out of her highchair.
"Alright, Dee, I guess your daddy wants you to be malnourished." He eyed Kurt fondly "I'll give her a bath, don't worry, we're not going to be late." he held the baby out as far away from himself as he could.
"Okay, so next time you want to eat by yourself, I'm saying no. Sorry sweet pea." he brought her closer and kissed her cheek, licking the sauce off his lips and laughing, "Well, now I know why you liked it so much." Kurt groaned and followed them into the bathroom where Blaine set Dee in the tub and turned the water on. He took the sauce soaked jumper and submerged it in the sink as Blaine carefully cleaned Dee off. She giggled and took the loofah from him, messily rubbing it across her stomach and giggling again. Blaine smiled and picked her up, and wrapped her in her yellow ducky towel. He pulled up the hood of it -with the beak sticking out- and gently dried her hair.
"Allright, baby's clean, give her to me."
"But Kuuurt-" Blaine whined
"nope. I will be dressing this child, god knows you can barely dress yourself." he winked and snatched Dee up, placing her on his hip and striding across the hall into her room. Blaine sighed and retreated back to the living room, plopping onto the couch and waiting for his husband and two year old to resurface.
"Okay! Blaine!" Kurt shouted "We're ready!" Blaine sat up and watched as Kurt walked out into the living room, Dee toddling after him. Blaine smiled, she wore a denim jumper with a pink undershirt and a little bow headband.
"Well, if you aren't just the cutest little girl in town!" he cooed and stood up, scooping Dee off the floor and tickling her. She giggled hysterically and waved her tiny hands in the air.
"Daddy!" she squealed and Kurt couldn't help the smile that spread across his face from watching the two.
"Alright, you two, come on, we're gonna be late!"
They grabbed coats and car keys and were out of the house in no time. They drove to the little play center and went inside.
"Hey!" Kurt smiled as Lily and Dave walked up to them. Kurt handed them the fabulously wrapped box, and they thanked him.
"Thanks for coming! Marshall and the other kids are over there," Lily said "But the littler kids tend to stay over here-" she pointed to a bunch of kids messing around in a shallow ball pit, a worker watching over them. Kurt looked at Dee, who was staring at the ball pit already. Blaine laughed,
"Well, I guess that's where we'll be going." he said and adjusted Dee oh his hip, making his way towards it. Kurt talked with Lily and Dave for a while as Blaine played with Dee, Kurt's eyes occasionally flicking over to them, making sure she was okay. Blaine always told him he worried too much, he was probably right. Kurt was in the middle of a story when he heard a piercing cry. His eyes automatically flicked over to the ball pit. Blaine had Dee in his arms and an expression of panic on his face. He stood up and nearly ran over to Kurt automatically,
"Uhm, Kurt...don't- don't freak out." he said, which of course, made Kurt want to freak out even more.
"What happened to my baby?" he said, trying to see his child, who was currently sobbing into his husband's shoulder. His eyes caught on a patch of red, sticking out in the blue fabric of Blaine's shirt.
"Is that blood?" he nearly shrieked, Blaine bit his lip and tried to pry Dee off his shoulder. When he finally succeeded, he let out a small whimper.
"Oh shit, Kurt."
"Don't you Kurt me! You made my baby bleed!"
"Kurt, come on," Lily said, "There's a first aid station over there." she winced as she took in the small- but still- amount of blood on the little girls face. They took her over to the station quickly, where they were met with a nice looking older lady.
"Oh dear!" she said, "bring her in here!" the woman sat Dee on a little table and wiped her face with a baby wipe. Dee had quieted, and was watching the woman as she cleaned her face.
"There we go." the woman said "it's not that bad, definitely not broken, but it seems like you have a bleeder on your hands." Blaine let out a breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. Dee looked up at him and a look of horror crossed her face.
"Daddy!" she yelled and Blaine looked up
"honey?" she lifted her arms and Blaine picked her up. She put her hand on the small amount of blood that stained Blaine's shirt and looked at him with sad eyes.
"Sowwy." she said, ducking her head. Blaine chuckled and Kurt took her from his arms.
"It's alright, sweetie, I know how to get that out." he said, brushing the remaining tears from her chubby cheeks. She hugged him around the neck and leaned her cheek on his shoulder.
"Daddy?" she whispered
"Yes, sweetie?" Kurt asked, she looked up at him with hazel eyes so like his husband's.
"home?" Kurt laughed
"Yes, baby, we can go home."
Prompt requested by: thisisanna
This was fun to write, I love Daddy Klaine, but I wasn't sure how to end it, soo, I hope this is okay!