Day 2: Family

Basically this is a little sequel to They Could Have Been Something, but not exactly, because in this Sebastian agreed to meet Blaine again and then they got happily married and Lizzie (the divorced Blaine and Kurt's daughter) is a teenager here.

Sebastian has no idea when it happened, but Lizzie is so tall now Blaine has to stand on his tiptoes to kiss her cheeks. The fancy high heeled shoes help her too, of course.

"I tried to call you up last night, papa, but you didn't answer." Lizzie pouts. Blaine takes the dishwashing gloves off as Sebastian steps behind his husband to undo the knot of his apron, trying not to be distracted by the curve of Blaine's ass.

"We were busy," Blaine tells her and Lizzie raises her eyebrows. "We tried to repair the lawn mower so we couldn't hear the phone. Sorry."

"I'm fifteen, papa." Lizzie rolls her eyes in that way only teenagers can. Sebastian remembers being a teenager and compared to him Lizzie is an angel, but sometimes she has the same air of 'Everybody annoys me and I'm better than all these idiots put together' Sebastian used to have. Sebastian still thinks he is better than most people, but there are a few he considers truly important in ways he could have never understood back in high school. "Maybe you should stop treating me like a child. Just an idea, you know. I know you had sex. I mean who would repair their lawn mower in the middle of the night? And there is a huge hickey on Sebastian's neck. And you are wearing his shirt. Anyway, I'm here 'cause our teacher asked us to bring our childhood toys to school tomorrow. Bonding time, or something. I dunno if it makes any sense but whatever. I try not to piss our teachers off after almost punching that… person, because I know you don't like it when I swear, papa. So the person who told me you and daddy divorced because gay men can't actually love each other."

Sebastian knows it's difficult for Lizzie, having two dads who are no longer married to each other, but Lizzie hardly ever complains. She always tells Sebastian when he asks her if something is wrong and gives her a cup of tea that it could be worse, that her daddy was bullied so much and her papa was beaten up for being gay and compared to all that a few idiots saying dumb shit is nothing.

"Give me five minutes and I'll find your toys," Blaine says. "I'm pretty sure they are in the bedroom. Sebastian can give you something to eat if you are hungry, okay?"

"I'll help you!" Lizzie offers with an excited grin. Sebastian tries not to cringe too obviously. They weren't expecting Lizzie to visit them today; the handcuffs are still on the bedside table with the lube and the blindfold.

"There are a few things I want to talk about with you, Lizzie," Sebastian starts and he sees Blaine's shoulders relax. Blaine gives him a grateful little smile and pushes the apron and the dishwashing gloves into Sebastian's hands before leaving them.

"Okay, I'm listening," Lizzie nods when they are both sitting on the couch.

"You don't dislike me, do you, Lizzie?"

Lizzie's face is so honestly surprised Sebastian actually smiles in relief.

"I just… Well, I know you love both your parents very much and I'm Blaine's husband now and, I don't know, don't you wish they would still be married?"

"Well, of course I do," Lizzie scowls and she looks down at her lap, her smile just a little sad. "Of course it would be better if they still loved each other. But they don't. Not like that. And I wouldn't want them to stay together and be unhappy just because of me. I mean it could be a lot worse; they could hate each other or never see each other. That they are still friends, still support each other and talk a lot and we go on holidays together and everything, it's all pretty great." Lizzie looks up and her expression is cheerful now as she grins brightly at Sebastian. "And I like you, Sebastian. Not as much as my parents, of course, but you are important to me too. They didn't divorce because of you, you weren't even there then. It's pretty clear papa loves you so much and I want papa to be happy. That's what daddy wants too and he can also see papa loves you so he is not mad at all either. You proved us that you are worthy of papa." Lizzie's grin turns sly suddenly. "And I can tell those dicks at school that if they do anything I don't like I'll just call papa's husband up to sue those gagworthy fashion disasters of pants off them."

Sebastian bursts out laughing, shaking his head in amusement as he gives Lizzie a fond smile. Sebastian is pretty sure this is something Lizzie didn't learn from his dads. The idea that there is something she got from Sebastian makes something warm bloom in his chest, even if it is, well, how to threaten her classmates using her family connections.

"Hm, maybe I am a bit hungry," Lizzie starts, jumping off the couch and clapping her hands excitedly. "Can we make those meatballs? You know, with that delicious white sauce? Daddy tried to do it once but I think he should just stick to other stuff. Like cheesecake. But don't tell him I told you this."

"We have to wait for your papa for that." Because the truth is, Sebastian is even less of a cook than Kurt without Blaine there to tell him what to do, and more importantly, what not to do. "Hey, want to talk about school or something? About boys? Friends? Teachers?"

Lizzie admitted that it is much easier to talk about embarrassing stuff with Sebastian than with his parents and while Sebastian is not exactly over the moon having to listen to Lizzie moan about the boys in her class being too annoying or regretting painting her nails tropical ocean blue instead of shining turquoise blue it's still a lot better than what Blaine and Kurt had to go through when Lizzie was younger. Like, diaper changing.

"Here they are," Blaine singsongs, cradling a huge carton box. "I think some of them are not broken. But geez, Lizzie, did you use the head of these dolls to play minigolf?"

Lizzie laughs sheepishly and quickly takes the box out of Blaine's hands. Blaine gestures for Sebastian to follow him into the kitchen.

Sebastian steps behind Blaine, arms wrapped around his husband's middle and Blaine turns his head back to smile up at Sebastian so sweetly Sebastian can't resist giving a tiny kiss to those lips.

"I found some super old photos in the box." Blaine leans against Sebastian's chest and Sebastian glances down curiously at the photos in Blaine's hand. "This is Lizzie, dressed as a princess. She's seven here, I think?" Sebastian stares at the toothy grin of the little girl in a rainbow colored dress. She is holding Kurt's hand and Blaine is standing behind her, looking proudly down at her.

"When someone's daddy is a fashion designer it's easy to get the most beautiful costume." Sebastian laughs, thinking back at the time the photo was taken. He didn't know Lizzie that much then, he was dating Blaine but they weren't sure they will last. He never would have thought then that they will be married one day.

"Aw, she was so tiny, just look at her. And now she is taller than me." Blaine's tone is sad and proud at the same time and when he glances up at Sebastian there are tears shimmering in his eyes, his lips trembling. "I used to give her piggyback rides. And she was afraid of storms, so when there was one she always snuggled between Kurt and me and we had to sing duets for her until she calmed down. I just miss her, you know?"

"Geez, papa, I'm still here," Lizzie waves from the door and Sebastian snickers quietly at her indignant expression. "And if you want a little kid so bad why don't you just adopt one, huh?"

Blaine gasps and Sebastian's arm tighten instinctively around his body. The idea is… well…

"A kid is not a new purse, Lizzie. We can't just adopt one," Blaine tells her.

"Well, at least this time you already have successful jobs unlike when you and daddy adopted me," Lizzie shrugs. "I just want to do stuff with a little kid! Like eat ice cream and play hide and seek and stuff like that! I mean I could get knocked up but I…"

"Don't you dare, young lady!" Blaine sounds utterly horrified as he twists out of Sebastian's arms and Lizzie rolls her eyes overdramatically.

"Well, I'll leave you two now but I think you should think about it."

Blaine steps to Sebastian when Lizzie is out of the kitchen, and rests his head on Sebastian's chest. Sebastian embraces him without any question, staring at the pile of dirty dishes as he waits for Blaine to say something. He feels nervousness twist his stomach. He never really thought about adopting a kid that would be theirs. Okay, so when Lizzie talked about the little brother of her best friend or when Sebastian saw a kid on the street while he was rushing to work it maybe sometimes crossed his mind, but, as Blaine said, a kid is a really huge thing and…

"Say something," Blaine breaks the silence suddenly.

"I was waiting for you to say something," Sebastian laughs. "Well I… I think we could think about it?"

Blaine leans back, blinking up at Sebastian. "You are not completely against it." Sebastian isn't sure it's a question or not. He smiles softly down at Blaine, taking his face between his hands, stroking his slightly stubbled cheeks with his thumbs.

Sebastian isn't sure. Blaine already proved that he would be an amazing father but what about Sebastian?

But once upon a time he was also worried he won't be a good enough boyfriend and husband for Blaine.

Maybe this time he is wrong again.

"I'm definitely not completely against it."