"Mm.. What are you doing?" Blaine wondered tiredly, peeking out of one eye, still trying to wake up. He saw Kurt kissing a path down south, their eyes locked. "Um. This is intense. I'm just becoming coherent and you're apparently horny. I can totally deal with this." He rambled, running his fingers through his husband's soft hair, watching as he kissed the inside of his thighs. Kurt chuckled, his tongue flicking the tip of Blaine's cock, slowly sinking his mouth over it, humming around him. "Oh God.. can I please be woken up like this everyday?" Blaine moaned, pressing his head back into the pillow as he felt Kurt's tongue circling around, his mouth pulling off of him.
"Good morning my handsome man." Kurt mumbled, taking his husband's lips into his own, hand continuing to stroke. Blaine wasn't able to speak let alone comprehend what language Kurt was speaking. He was in such bliss. "Please babe. Faster. I'm so close." He groaned loudly, his breaths becoming shallow. Biting his lip Kurt thrust his hand faster, going back to his previous spot at the end of the bed, hovering over Blaine's cock and taking it in his mouth again. "Fuck Kurt!" With hollowed cheeks, he glided his lips up as Blaine came hard down his throat with a loud moan, his fingers loosening in Kurt's hair. "Good morning my beautiful man. I love you." Blaine mumbled with a goofy grin as Kurt lied down next to his husband. "I love you too B." Kurt pecked his lips, watching as Blaine drifted off into sleep again.
Kurt zipped up their bag with a satisfied smile. As much as he loved this alone time he was excited to get back home to his family. His priorities have changed so much since he was a teenager. As he entered the main room a loud ring went off, making Blaine flinch in his sleep, hand instantly landing on top of his phone. "Hello?" He asked sleepily, not even bothering to open his eyes. A small smile crept onto his face making Kurt bite his lip as he leaned against the wall to watch. "Yeah buddy dad and I will be home soon. I love you too son." He heard Everett's giggle and then Payton's whine making him hold back a laugh. "Of course I love you too princess. I love you both and will be home very soon. Be good for grandma and grandpa, okay?" Blaine chuckled, setting his phone back down on the table. He sat up and yawned loudly, stretching his arms above his head, smirking at Kurt. "I'm guessing you were there the whole time?" He wondered, shamelessly walking around the hotel room butt ass naked. Kurt nodded, wrapping his arms around his husband's neck, pecking his lips sweetly. "Time to go home. Reality is calling!"
Everett and Payton ran up to their dads when the door to the apartment opened, their excited squeals filling the room. "I missed you daddy!" Payton yelled as Blaine picked her up, pressing his lips to her cheek. "And I missed you dad!" Everett rested his head on Kurt's shoulder as he was picked up, getting a kiss on his temple. Burt and Carole watched their boys cuddle their kids, adoring smiles on their faces. These boys made fantastic parents. "Thanks for watching guys. It meant a lot." Kurt kissed both his parents and smiled widely, his hand rubbing his sons back soothingly. Burt shook his head, standing up and patting his son in law on the back before taking Kurt into a gentle hug. "No big deal guys. You needed it. Plus it was nice to spend time with my grand kids." Blaine smirked as Carole pulled him into a hug, the couple bidding their goodbyes for the night, promising for a family day tomorrow.
"Daddy!" Blaine laughed as Payton giggled and squirmed in his hold as he tickled her. Kurt watched with an amused smile as Everett got out of his hold and tackled his daddy, latching onto his back, trying to save his sister. "Kurt, babe!" Blaine yelled helplessly as Everett tightened his hold on Blaine's neck, Payton tickling his sides. "Dad, help us!" Payton tugged on her dads hand, leading him over to the couch where Blaine tossed Everett onto his back gently, tickling his tummy. "Ever, is big bad daddy bothering you?" Kurt asked, taking his son into his arms, Payton hiding behind him in the process. Blaine frowned, crossing his arms over his chest, sniffling. Everett nodded, crossing his arms like his daddy and pouting. "Well then we're going to have to show him who's boss won't we?" The kids smiled widely and all three of them jumped and attacked Blaine, tickling him and giving him a taste of his own medicine. Enjoying family time like this meant the world to Kurt and Blaine. They won't get this back when the kids get older.
After countless bedtime stories and kisses goodnight Kurt face planted on the bed with a loud groan, happy to be home. Blaine crawled onto the bed, hovering over his husband, lips ghosting over the back of his neck. "Our anniversary was perfect." He murmured, lowering his hips, blanketing Kurt's body with his own. The two chuckled quietly, enjoying each others company and warmth. "It was, wasn't it?" Kurt thought aloud, smiling widely as he looked back at his husband, a dreamy look in his eyes. "It was. You guys are my world, any time spent with you three is perfect." Blaine let out a sigh of content, snuggling his face in Kurt's neck. "You are such a cornball!" Kurt said with a laugh, sitting up, which in turn made Blaine fall on the floor, making Kurt laugh harder. "You are such an ass!" Blaine stood carefully, leaping onto the bed and grabbing onto his husband, peppering his face with silly kisses, the two of them laughing. The kids bubbly energy rubbing off on them.
The next morning was an early one. Three grumpy kids and Kurt made their way to the diner that Burt and Carole had found while taking a walk last night. Blaine grumbled something about coffee the second they sat down, everyone laughing quietly at his attitude. Even Kurt wasn't this bad without coffee in the morning. Kurt smiled and took his husband's chin in his hand gently, turning him to peck his lips. "Cheer up Mr. grumpy gills." He said in his best dory impression, getting a laugh out of the kids and a mere smirk from Blaine. The smirk was good enough for him. "So for this afternoon how does ice skating and shopping sound?" Carole asked, the kids perking up more at the mention of going skating and Kurt perking up at the idea of shopping. After all these years he will still shop till he drops. "Sounds wonderful to me." Kurt answered quickly, looking over to Blaine who just gave a nod. The kids were smiling widely, nodding a lot to their grandparents who just laughed.
Blaine laughed as he held his kids hands, Payton clutching his right hand and Everett his left, as they slowly made their way onto the ice. He was much more awake now than he was about an hour ago. "Please be careful with them Blaine!" Kurt yelled, watching off to the side with his parents, letting his nerves get the best of them. "I got it babe, don't worry!" In the meantime of saying that Everett almost fell backward, Blaine lifting him in time, settling him back on his feet. Kurt almost had a heart attack. "Do you now understand how I felt when you were growing up?" Burt smirked to his son, crossing in his arms in that way that exuded confidence. Carole giggled at her boys, shaking her head as she went back to watching her grand kids ice skate with their daddy. "Hi grandma!" Payton yelled as they went by, Everett waving excitedly by Blaine's side. He was too little to go off skating by himself. "Oh Payton, please be careful sweetie!" Kurt warned as she skated past him all smiles. He was glad she was having fun, but he would hate for her to get hurt. Burt snorted, earning a glare from his son. "Fine.. You were right. I understand."
They entered the apartment after a long day. Payton followed her daddy to her bedroom so she could get tucked in for a much needed nap, while Kurt carried a sleeping Everett to his own room. They were finally alone. "Can we talk?" Blaine wondered, shutting the bedroom door behind him. Kurt nodded as he tossed his day clothes into the hamper, slipping on something more comfortable. "I want you to sit down. This is kind of serious." He continued, wringing his hands as he took a seat, seeming nervous. "Blaine what's going on?" Kurt scanned Blaine as he took a seat, going through all the possibilities in his head. It was silent for a minute, the two of them deep in thought. "I um.. I want to have another kid. It can be either of ours, I don't care. We can even adopt if you don't feel like waiting nine months or looking for a surrogate. Honestly, I just really want to have another kid with you." Blaine rambled, staring at the ground and avoiding Kurt's different expressions. He wasn't expecting that at all.
"Have you put any thought into it at all?" Kurt wondered aloud, not even considering how rude it probably came out. He was still in a state of shock. Blaine nodded, his eyebrows pulling inward slightly. "Of course I have. Why else would I want to discuss it with you?" There it was. That was the key sentence which made Kurt realize this would probably end badly. There goes the good streak they were having. "Because you're a little impulsive sometimes, that's why." Kurt retorted, a little smirk playing at his lips. It slowly faded when he saw the frown appear on his husbands face. "Plus you say you put thought into it and the reasons all end up coming from your heart." As he continued he looked over and poked his finger into Blaine's chest gently. "Not always your head." His finger then moved to his temple. Blaine swatted Kurt's hand away from him and stood up with a heavy sigh. Kurt fueled the fire. He was pushing it.
"Every time I bring something big up you treat me like a child! Stop doing that! I know what I want and I've thought about it, okay? Why isn't that enough for you?" Blaine was pacing in front of Kurt, letting out a frustrated groan as he stopped where he was, waiting for an answer. "You give great reasons, Blaine. You do. I end up going through with the plans you come up with, but you think of the good reasons, not the what if reasons that we need to know first." Kurt explained as lightly as possible. Not wanting to raise his voice. "We are financially stable. We're safe and you don't seem to take that into consideration. You always worry about money when we're perfectly fine." Blaine argued, knowing money was going to the main concern. It always was when a big decision wanted to be made. In the back of his mind though, Blaine, knew this wasn't about the money. This was about Kurt not wanting another kid. He knew he didn't, he just wasn't saying it.
Kurt rubbed his face slowly. He could end this now and not fight with Blaine or he could keep going and possibly hurt the both of them by getting into a fight. There was sadly no gray area here. "Have you noticed that you always just say the ideas you have?" Kurt asked randomly, looking up to his husband with glassy blue eyes, his mind reeling with these new thoughts he had. Just as Blaine was about to answer he continued, speaking right over him. "You never ask me if I want what you want. You suggest it, we fight, I give in. Its a never ending cycle and I'm sick of it!" He yelled, finally losing it. They had a good month of not fighting and he threw it all away because he held this in. That was his first mistake. "That's why we need to communicate Kurt! I would know that if you'd talk to me about things when you feel it!" Blaine slapped his hand down at his sides, turning away for a moment and taking a deep breath. "And me telling you my ideas is my way of asking. I let you know what it is and then I let you speak. You don't have to agree with me. Yeah we may fight about it, but you don't have to give in if you don't feel okay with it. I would never hold a grudge for that and you know it!" He continued, getting more angry than a second ago, letting it get the best of him. "You need to give me more credit than that!"
"Dammit Blaine stop! Stop making it seem like I'm tearing you down on purpose!" A sob escaped past Kurt's lips, his hand flying up and covering his mouth. "I don't mean to do it. I'm just scared sometimes. I enjoy pleasing you and making you happy so I bottle things up to make that happen and I'm sorry!" He yelled, tears trickling down his cheeks as he sat there, Blaine staring at him with his hazel, puppy dog eyes. He didn't realize until that moment, maybe this was the breaking point for Kurt. This could all come crashing down any second. "I need you to leave... I just. I need to be alone right now." Kurt mumbled, not even looking at Blaine. This was all too much for him. If they could barely handle one another with two kids then how will they even survive as a married couple with three, on top of how he's feeling about having a third kid. He needed to be honest before this could possibly tear them apart.
Blaine lied down on the couch. It was two in the morning and he was still staring at the ceiling, thinking back on the fight and how big of an inconsiderate idiot he was. He never realized he's never asked Kurt what he thought before. All he would do is fight to have his way, making Kurt feel guilty and give in. He was such an asshole. Blaine got up and made his way to the kitchen counter, taking his phone off the charger and plopping back down on the couch. He opened a new message and typed something out, short and sweet, knowing Kurt was either just falling asleep or sitting awake like himself. So that's what he did. He sent it.
Kurt lie in bed, his eyes having that heavy, sleepy feeling. He was about to drift off when he heard his phone vibrate across the side table, making him jump awake. Yawning, he rubbed his eyes and opened the message from Blaine, biting his lip. "I hope you still love me." He read in a whisper, smiling softly at the little words on the screen, his heart feeling warm. This fight was so stupid, like all their other ones. Honesty was key to a healthy relationship and Kurt seemed to have forgotten that. They were both at fault in their own ways. He typed back a response and silenced his phone, cuddling up into bed with a smile. He figured Blaine will come in soon anyways.
As he was about to drift off into a deeper sleep, Blaine's phone vibrated across his chest, his eyes opening automatically. He pursed his lips and opened the message, a wide smile spreading across his face. "With everything in me." He whispered, letting out a sigh of relief at Kurt's response. They were still going strong. Eleven years and counting. These stupid fights may take tolls for a few hours or days but their love will last for as long as they do on this earth, he knew that. This wasn't about wanting another kid, or communicating more with one another. This was deeper. This was the test of sticking around through thick and thin, no matter how serious or how stupid something can be. This was about not giving up on each other.
I am SO SO SO sorry that is so late! I didn't mean for this to happen but I've had a lot going on and I was thinking of ideas and do have some for this as well as a new story I may start when this is complete. I think I'm going to end this at 10. I don't want to drag it out and have it over stay its welcome.
I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! I can't promise an update soon. On Friday I will be leaving for Europe until the 20th. If I can get an update of any kind in before Friday then you better believe I will have it for you guys but I will not make promises! There will be one sometime after the 20th though I can promise that! And if that's the case then it will be really long, I will make sure of it!
I want to thank you all so much for reading and sticking with me even when I don't update as often as I would like. The reviews are always lovely and make me so happy! Its sweet of you to take your time and do that! Really means a lot! :)