Kurt opened his eyes to see a shirtless Blaine, still asleep, his mouth slightly opened. He was glad he didn't completely cave in last night. He wasn't fully ready to have sex with Blaine yet and he wasn't entirely sure what the reason was. "Wake up sleepy." Kurt mumbled, his nose nuzzling against Blaine's stubbly cheek. A groan filled the room as his husband stretched, the covers sliding down his bare hips, making Kurt blush and giggle like a teenager. "I haven't woken up next to you in what feels like forever." Blaine murmured, turning his head to look at Kurt, a sleepy smile on his handsome face. "Well I'm usually up and with the kids by the time you're awake, but since my brother is here I decided to cuddle with my man." Kurt joked as his finger made various shapes on Blaine's chest.
They've been getting along fine for almost a month. They haven't had sex in almost five months, and Blaine hasn't pushed anything since about two weeks ago. Kurt still didn't understand why he held off on the idea. He loved his husband, he was proud of how he's been handling all of this, and he was happy. He thought Blaine had earned it but he couldn't bring himself to go any farther than fooling around last night. Something was bothering Kurt but he didn't want to admit it, he was in denial about why he didn't want to have sex with Blaine. He was afraid.
"You guys are not as quiet as you think you are." Finn said bluntly, Blaine's head turned so fast he thought his neck might snap. "Excuse me?" The giant chuckled at his brother in law, shaking his head as he took a seat on the couch. Thankfully Kurt was with Payton in her room. "I could hear you guys last night, you need to work on suppressing your moans. Both of you." Blaine groaned, his face hiding in his arms as they rested on top of the counter. The last time they were confronted about being loud was once in high school, and Finn was the one who heard them that time too. "I will keep that in mind. Thanks Finn." Blaine grumbled, getting some coffee and retreating the the recliner, avoiding eye contact with his brother in law. He felt extremely awkward now because Finn knew his own brother blew him last night. This seemed so wrong on so many levels.
Kurt entered the living room with the kids to hear nothing but the television which only Finn seemed to be watching. Blaine looked like he was mortified and in a different world. "Morning." Kurt said happily, pouring some coffee into his cup and taking a seat on the couch, Everett joining him. "Good morning bro. Have fun last night?" Finn asked, giving a wink, making Kurt blush. Blaine noticed the wink, his eyes widening, even more embarrassed than before. His kids were in the same room for God sake. "Yeah it was a lot of fun, we really needed the date night, it was good for us." Poor Kurt not knowing what Finn was hinting at. Blaine didn't know what to say, his husband set the trap on himself. "Oh I'm sure you guys did." Finn wiggled his eyebrows and chuckled, getting up to grab more orange juice, leaving Kurt with a raised eyebrow, wondering what the hell his brother was talking about.
"Rachel wants to meet up with me for coffee. Is that alright?" Kurt wondered as exited the bathroom, making his way to the closet as Blaine sat on the bed. "Yeah of course. You don't have to ask me." Blaine watched as Kurt dressed, his glasses sliding down his nose. He cleared his throat and used his index finger to push them back up, trying to focus on some paperwork he took home. "You are such a nerd when you do that." Kurt mumbled with a smirk, taking a seat on the bed to lace up his boots. Blaine chuckled and clicked his pen. "You love the glasses probably more than you love the blazer." Kurt laughed loudly and lied back, his head resting on his husbands stomach. "To be honest I think the glasses are extremely sexy and I wish you would wear them more instead of putting in contacts." Blaine nodded, taking it into consideration. "Go meet Rachel okay, I'll see you later. I love you." Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt's cheek, smiling down at him.
Rachel waved her hand for Kurt to see as she was seated at a table, a small smile on her face. She loved spending time with her best friend, she's missed him. "How have you been sweetie?" Kurt asked with a wide smile, leaning over the table top to kiss her cheek. After her and Finn's latest break up her and Kurt kept in contact, not letting any petty fights between her and his brother keep them from talking. "I've been good, working on some auditions, the usual." Rachel had something different behind her smile though, Kurt could see that from a mile away. "How are you and Blaine doing since I've last talked to you?" His friend wondered, hoping the d word wouldn't pop up in his response. Everyone's been rooting for Kurt and Blaine since high school, they weren't meant to separate. "We're doing well. Much better since the last time we spoke. We've decided to get Everett cochlear implants so he can hear again, he goes in the week after next to have them turned on." Kurt explained, sitting back and crossing one long leg over the other, the smile on his face beaming with absolute joy. He hasn't felt this genuinely happy in a long time.
"So what's going on with Blaine, is he different?" Rachel asked, wanting to get off the topic of herself. She didn't invite Kurt out to talk about her life, she wanted to know about him. "I mean, he's different in the sense that he's trying harder in the relationship. He's been getting off work at a normal hour, getting Payton at school, playing with the kids, and actually going to bed the same time I do." Kurt rattled off, realizing how much more stable their life is now that Blaine is home more. Things didn't seem like such a routine anymore. "That's good. I'm glad. How about your private life?" Kurt raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his coffee. "What do you mean by our 'private life'?" Rachel snorted at Kurt's air quotes. He still seemed so innocent even after all this time. "I mean your sex life, Kurt, did you forget you used to talk to me about that sometimes?"
Kurt looked down at the table, his cheeks turning red. He was not expecting that one. "I um.. I don't know. Its been about five months since like, actual sex, but last night we fooled around a bit. I just.. don't know what to do." Rachel scanned her friend's face, he looked conflicted. She reached her hand out and grabbed his, her thumb stroking across his knuckles. "What do you mean you don't know what to do?" Kurt glanced up and bit his lip, he was afraid to talk about this because he didn't want to look like the bad guy, assuming something that was probably not true. "I don't.. Rachel, when Blaine was working late for that year I don't know if he was working, you know?" Kurt beat around the word, he didn't want to say it because he didn't want to be accused of assuming that's what Blaine did. "I don't think he cheated on you Kurt, there is no way he would. He is so sickeningly in love with you, always has been and I'm pretty sure he always will be." Rachel assured, scooting her chair in and leaning forward more, her hold on Kurt's hand tightening. It felt as if a weight was lifted off of Kurt's shoulders now that he got it out there and wasn't holding it in. "The only thing I can tell you is to talk to him, this is a subject you can't keep to yourself or between you and I. But Kurt, if you don't mind me asking.. Why are you afraid?" Kurt took a deep breath, biting his lip. "Blaine and I have been having sex without protection since we've gotten married and I'm just afraid that if he cheated we'll lose that extra connection we had, you know? I don't think I'll ever be able to feel comfortable having sex with him like I used to, if its true." Rachel nodded understandingly, glad she could be the one he confides in.
Blaine strained the noddles and left them in the sink as he tasted the sauce, a moan escaping his lips. He was a damn good cook if he does say so himself. "Daddy what's for dinner?" Payton took a seat at the counter, resting her head on her arms. "Spaghetti, sweetheart. Want to do me a favor and get your little brother?" She nodded and hopped out of the chair, entering the hallway as the front door open. "Well hello there gorgeous. How's Rachel?" Blaine greeted, pecking his husband's lips as he entered the kitchen. Kurt nodded and opened the pot, test tasting the sauce, smiling widely. "Mm. That's good. She's fine, auditions, another break up with Finn, the usual." He said nonchalantly, trying to hide his nerves. He decided that after dinner he'll talk to Blaine. If he holds this off any longer the fight that might ensue with this talk could be massive, and that was the last thing Kurt wanted right now.
The couple stood at the counter doing dishes together, Kurt washing and Blaine drying. "Is there something bothering you?" Blaine asked, taking the dried plates and putting them in the cabinet. Kurt shook his head, turning off the sink and wiping his hands on a towel. "Kurt, I can feel it radiating off of you." A sigh escaped his lips as he scanned Blaine, feeling uneasy. He wasn't aware that his mood was that evident. "Can we talk about this in the bedroom at least? I don't want the kids to hear it." Blaine nodded and let Kurt take the lead to the bedroom, a nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach. What could Kurt possibly want to talk about that he didn't want the kids to hear?
"Last night, us fooling around, was a big deal for me, emotionally." Kurt began, pacing back and forth as Blaine sat on the bed, watching him. "We love each other, I know that, and I want to express that love with you, I do, but something is stopping me and I'm scared." His voice cracked along with Blaine's heart, he didn't want his husband so upset about this. He didn't mind that Kurt didn't want to have sex with him yet, he was fine waiting as long as he needed. He would honestly do anything and everything for Kurt. "What are you scared of babe?" Blaine wondered, taking in Kurt's body language as he stood stock still, staring at the floor nervously. "I'm.. I don't want you to get mad at me." In that moment he sounded so small to Blaine, it reminded him of the day they met. "I'm not going to get mad at you Kurt, you can tell me. I just want us to be honest with each other." Kurt took a deep breath, collecting his thoughts, trying to find the right way to word this. It was hard for him to recall a time when he was this afraid of talking to Blaine. "All that time you were working those late hours, I'm afraid that you cheated on me."
The silence was heavy. Kurt stood, tears sliding down his cheeks as Blaine sat on the bed, his head in his hands, trying to collect his thoughts. He wasn't mad though, far from it. "I just want the truth, Blaine, no sugar coating, or lying, just the truth, I can handle it." Kurt rambled, his arms wrapping around his middle in an insecure manner. Hazel eyes met blue in that moment and Blaine bolted up, wrapping his arms around his husband. It was evident that Kurt needed to be held. "I never cheated on you." Blaine murmured against his neck, pressing a soft, soothing kiss there as he rubbed his husband's back
Kurt cried harder, letting out all his pent up emotions as he curled into Blaine's warm inviting arms. He felt so safe here. "Kurt Anderson, listen to me, I want you to hear me loud and clear." Blaine held Kurt's face in his hands, his thumbs gently swiping away his tears. "I love you and those children more than anything in this entire world. I would never put any of you through that. I never cheated on you sweetheart. No one was worth it because none of them were you." Kurt sniffled, smiling at his husband. He believed him. Something inside him told him that everything was going to be okay, that his was one huge bump they crossed over together, without a fight.
There was a tiny knock on the door making Kurt's lips slide away from Blaine's. "Dad, can you come read me a bedtime story?" Payton stuck her head in the door and saw her parents holding each other, making her smile widely. She felt special because she was the only one in her class who had two dads. "Of course sweetie, go get in pajamas and I'll be there in a minute." The six year old nodded and shut the door behind her, the two adults chuckling quietly. "Its a good thing we didn't go any further than making out then, huh?" Blaine teased, a cocky smirk on his face. Kurt giggled and swatted his arm playfully, his cheeks a light pink. They kissed one last time, Blaine slapping his husband's ass as he walked toward the door, making Kurt glare before he left the room.