"Hey bro!" Finn hugged Blaine, patting his back rather hard, making him cough. "Hey Finn, how's it going?" The taller one nodded, his goofy smirk looking down at his brother in law. Blaine hated their height difference, so many jokes, even after all these years. "Going pretty good. Glad to hear you and Kurt are okay now, I didn't want to have to step on a smurf." Finn said with a laugh, nudging Blaine's shoulder. Blaine quirked an eyebrow and squinted his eyes slightly. "I'm not blue." Finn gave a shrug and moved to go sit on the couch. "No, but you are small like a smurf so its like the same thing." He answered nonchalantly, like people get Blaine confused with a smurf all the time.
Kurt walked out to the living room to see Finn on the couch acting like he lived here and Blaine leaning against the dining room table with his arms crossed, a concentrated look on his face. "Everyone okay?" He asked, something feeling a little off. "Everything's fine little bro! How are you?" Finn got up and gave Kurt a hug, clearly being more gentle with him than with Blaine. "Uncle Finn!" Payton yelled, running from the hallway and leaping into her uncle's arms. They were like two peas in a pod since she was born, they just clicked. Finn was always good with kids though and that's why Kurt counted on him for babysitting.
While his brother was distracted Kurt stood in front of his husband, taking his hands in his. "What's up?" He asked quietly, rubbing his thumb over Blaine's knuckles. He gave a shrug and looked at Kurt through his eyelashes. "I guess I'm just nervous. Its time and I'm scared for him." Blaine admitted, giving his husband's hands a gentle squeeze, bringing them to his lips. Kurt smiled fondly and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Blaine's forehead. "Everett is trooper. He'll pull through just fine." Blaine nodded and stood a little straighter, taking Kurt into his arms for a hug, he really needed one right now.
"We're going to take him in now and put him under some anesthesia." The nurse explained as Blaine carried Everett through the maze of hallways, the boy refusing to go without them. Kurt held onto his husband's arm as they walked, now feeling more nervous. This was their little boy. "We're going to have to shave right behind his ear but he has a lot of curls so that shouldn't be a problem to hide, then we will let you know when he wakes up and you can come see him." She opened the door to the room and let them in, Blaine lying his son down on the bed. If he didn't have to leave he wouldn't. The couple signed "I love you" to their son and held his hand tightly as they put him under, getting ushered out of the room after. They were lucky to be able to be there like they were.
They sat on the couch in the waiting room, Kurt snuggled up against Blaine as he read a book to distract himself. There was no way they were going to leave knowing their son was in surgery. Blaine slowly rubbed Kurt's arm, his thoughts worrying him. What if they didn't take care of the stitches correctly? What if it ended up not working when they came back for the followup? "Stop worrying yourself." Kurt said softly, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder. He knew him so well. Blaine gave him a small smile and intertwined their fingers. "Its hard not to." Kurt silently agreed by giving his husband's hand a gentle squeeze, closing his eyes as he rested with him. "Anderson." The couple looked up and saw the nurse smiling in the doorway of the waiting room. They stood and walked over quickly, eager to hear about their son.
"He'll be staying over night. Sadly you two may not stay with him so you'll have to come back in the morning." The nurse said as they entered the room, Kurt and Blaine going straight to Everett's bedside. He was currently asleep, his head wrapped in a bandage, curly locks hanging over the top. "He did great, you know. There is no need to worry about him, everything will be fine." She offered before exiting the room, leaving the two men to spend time with their son.
Blaine was in the recliner when Kurt walked into the room with some snacks. "You are a saint! I'm starving!" Kurt chuckled and took a seat in a chair next to Blaine, handing him a soda and bag of chips. They ate in silence, not wanting to wake up their son, he woke up a few hours ago, but knocked back out, feeling dizzy and worn out. "You think he'll be alright?" Blaine asked, crumpling the bag and tossing it into the garbage. Kurt nodded and took Blaine's diet coke, taking a sip. "I do. In four weeks he will be hearing us speak. His sister. More importantly himself. He'll be fine, B." Kurt assured, getting up and sitting himself in Blaine's lap, draping his legs over the side of the recliner, his head on his shoulder. "B, you haven't called me that in a long time." Blaine's arms wrapped around his husband's torso, holding him tight as they sat together. "I don't know why but I love calling you that. I know you love calling me babe." Blaine nodded and pressed a kiss to Kurt's cheek. "Well when I noticed that you called me that a lot I tried to come up with something and since Blainey was too.. weird I decided on B." Kurt explained with a giggle, snuggling into Blaine. There was no more effort, Kurt just fell more in love with him in the time span of three weeks.
The next morning Everett sat on his daddy's lap watching as they spoke to the doctor. He still couldn't hear anything but his ear was throbbing a little bit and there was still a bandage around his head. He didn't like that very much. They said he would hear again but right now he wasn't and didn't understand why. He turned and looked back at his daddy, signing his concern to him. Blaine signed back that it will be in a month, making his son pout sadly, his eyes looking glassy. He wanted to hear now.
When they arrived home Blaine carried Everett to his bedroom, lying down with him by his son's request. "Mind if I join?" Blaine looked to his husband and shook his head. Kurt smiled at his son as he picked him up and lied down next to Blaine, placing Everett in the middle of them like they used to when he was a baby. "He's pretty upset that he can't hear yet." Blaine whispered, running his fingers through Everett's curls, smiling down at him as his eyes fell closed. Kurt frowned, leaning down to kiss his son's cheek. "It will be here before we know it. We will be back in that office and he will be able to hear everything." Blaine smiled widely and leaned over their son, taking Kurt's lips into his own.
"Blaine.. you think maybe we can like.. I don't know, go out tonight, to dinner, just the two of us." Kurt suggested as they sat on the couch with their son who was coloring. Blaine looked over at his husband and smiled widely. "I would love that." Kurt nodded and gave him smile, they could use a little time to themselves to talk. If there was one thing that Kurt missed the most it was their date nights, they would go to dinner, walk around the city, and enjoy each other. It was the little things that he missed the most between them.
Finn looked back from the couch when he heard a door shut, Kurt stepping out into the living room. "Alright Everett is all cleaned up and in bed, you don't have to worry about him, he's practically falling asleep already. Payton ate before you got here and her bed time is in one hour so she better not be up when we walk in." Kurt rattled off immediately, grabbing his wallet and cellphone off the kitchen counter. "Alright, awesome, got it. I can still stay the night right?" Finn asked, giving his brother that goofy smile of his. "Yes, of course." Blaine answered for Kurt as he walked into the living room, snatching up his keys. "Cool, thanks. Have fun you kids, don't be out too late!" Finn called out as they walked to the front door. "Finn just because you're taller still does make you older than me!" Kurt shot back, Blaine laughing as he shut the door behind them.
"I miss being like this." Blaine mumbled, sitting back in the booth, his arms crossing around his chest in a shy manor. Kurt smirked and eyed his husband. "Like what?" He wondered, taking a sip of his drink, taking in Blaine's facial expressions, he loved watching him speak, it was entertaining. "Happy." Blaine answered simply, a small smile on his face, his eyes scanning Kurt. "I haven't felt like this in a long time. I blame work initially. It was boring and I didn't really talk to anyone because I wanted to finish and go home to you guys, you know?" He continued, his hands animating his story. It was cute. Kurt nodded and leaned forward, his arms resting on the table gently, listening. "I just want to forget about last year, put it behind us, and move forward. We can only go up from here babe." Kurt nodded, because Blaine was right, at this point there was no where to go but up. That was a wonderful feeling, to know how well they've been doing, how much stronger their marriage is now that Blaine is home more.
The two walked hand in hand around the city, enjoying each others company. "Can you imagine that about eight years ago we would be going to a club right now?" Kurt pointed out with a smirk, looking at the long line of people. Blaine snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. "Face it babe. We're getting old." He droned, pulling him closer and letting go of his hand, wrapping an arm around Kurt's waist. Kurt slapped Blaine's chest playfully, laughing, glad they were joking around. It was times like this where they felt like teenagers, where Kurt questioned how he fell out of love with Blaine so quickly when he's falling for him so much harder now. They were always in love with each other, Kurt was just blinded by anger.
"I miss the kids. Can we head home?" Kurt asked, resting his head on Blaine's shoulder as they sat on a park bench, staring out at the Statue Of Liberty. It was pretty rare when they came to the city so they liked to enjoy the little things about it when they were there. "Of course we can." They stood and began to walk to their car in a comfortable silence, their hands swinging and hitting one another playfully. Blaine's hand caught Kurt's and gave it a gentle squeeze, giving him a huge smile. "I'm so in love with you." Kurt's eyes averted from the sidewalk to the expression on Blaine's face, it was the same look that he received the day Blaine first told him that he loved him. "I love you too." Blaine smiled widely and pecked his husband's lips, leading him to the subway so they could go home.
Everett is so close to hearing again! Yay! Okay so I know that all of you like that cheating is not involved with the marriage problems but I will warn that in the next topic it is talked about. You will find out why Kurt doesn't feel comfortable having sex with Blaine yet, but don't worry, still no cheating involved.
I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! It would be awesome to hear what you all think! I love your feedback, it makes me smile! Anyways, thank you all so much for reading, you're amazing! :)