A/N: Mostly writing this to fill in my Daddy!Blaine/Nanny!Kurt hole in my heart.
Blaine walked down the hall to his office where he turned on the monitors and switched the the playroom. He sat in his high back chair watching Kurt interact with the twins with a slight smile on his face before picking up his phone and dialing
"Hey Babe"
"Hey Hun, I can't talk long-last photo shoot of the day and the photog's a total ass. Whatsup? How's the nanny?"
"I think we found the one. He's great, the kids seem to love him," Blaine commented as he watched Kurt crawl into one of the plastic castles while the twins chased after him giggling, "and, wait for it-he was a past model-so you two will have lots to talk about."
"Lovely! Is he going to stick around for dinner? I'm hoping to be home by eight at the latest."
"Yeah, I mentioned something like if the kids don't scare him off by then, that he could stay for dinner. I also mentioned the in-suit because he's apparently single and has no other ties."
"Okay, well before he does move in-I'd like to talk to him, and then I'd like to talk to a friend of his or a roommate if he has one."
"Yeah, of course. Well hey, get back to work so you can get home sooner. I miss you."
"I miss you too baby. I'll be home as soon as possible, give the kids kisses for me, love you."
"Will do, love you too."
"Bye."
"Bye babe." Blaine hung up before turning to his laptop where his latest case's information was pulled up.
"Princess, Princess! Save me from the scary dragon!" Kurt wailed, hiding behind Melody as Flynn crawled towards them with his orange dragon costume haphazardly put on.
"Rawr!" Flynn roared as he came closer, but tripped on his tail and landed with a thud on the floor before crying out.
"Uh oh!" Kurt crawled over to where Flynn laid on the floor crying and picked him up, cradling him in his arms taking in his slightly bleeding lip and tear soaked cheeks. "Say, wasn't that a funny day? Gee, you had a funny way-a way about you." Kurt sang softly, rocking Flynn side to side, while getting a tissue from the cabinet and wiping at his lip. "A kind of glow of something new. Sure, I'll admit that I'm the same. Another sucker for a game kids like to play. And the rules they like to use." Kurt picked up Melody in his other arm and continued rocking them and twirling in slow circles, "Don't you want the way I feel? Don't you want the way I feel? Don't you want the way I feel for you? The sun: telling me the night is do-"
"Hey Kurt! What would you like for dinner? Oh, I'm sorry-am I interrupting something?" Blaine asked, peeking in through the doorway startling Kurt and the kids.
"Whatever you had in mind is fine by me! And no, little Flynnie fell and cut his lip, so I started singing, and the singing led to dancing, and well, I didn't want Mel to feel left out!"
"Oh, Flynnster!" Blaine said, walking over to the three of them and lifting a very drowsy Flynn out of Kurt's arms. "I guess it's nap time!" Blaine chuckled, looking down at the twins who were looking up at him with heavy lidded eyes.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sing them to sleep..."
"Oh, hey, no worries! They haven't had a nap yet today, it's all good! Here, you can help me put them down and then I'll give you the grand tour." Blaine winked and Kurt couldn't help but let his mind wander into deep, dirty waters.
"Lead the way Bubba." Kurt laughed, winking back.
Blaine led Kurt down the hall past numerous doors and into the living room where there was a spiral staircase in one corner,
"This is the living room, we rarely use it-never really have the time unfortunately, but you can use it whenever you like." Kurt looked around him at the white marble fireplace, the dark wood floors and book shelves, cream walls with dark wood borders. There were plush dark leather sofas and love seats, a white drag rug in the middle of the room under a dark coffee table with a bouquet of purple Gerber daisies and miscellaneous magazines and play toys. A giant flat screen against one wall with a cabinet of movies and photo albums.
"It's gorgeous!"
"Thanks, San's job was decorating when we moved in. Mine was to just stay out of her way and handle the money." Blaine chuckled.
"What a perfect house husband." the two laughed before continuing up the stairs onto a landing with five doors. Blaine pointed to each one before explaining,
"This one is Santana and my bedroom, this one is Mel's, that one is Flynn's, that one's the upstairs bathroom, and this door leads to the in-suite, which would be your's if you'd like."
"Can I have time to think about that?" Kurt chuckled nervously, "That's a big step for me..."
"Oh yeah, of course! Take your time!"
"Thanks, so I'll put Mel down, then?"
"Op, yeah.I kind of forgot we had the kids," Blaine laughed, looking adoringly down at a sleeping Flynn in his arms before turning and walking into the blue door with 'Flynn Everett' written across while Kurt walked across the hall to the pink door with 'Melody Katarina' across the top. He pushed open the door to reveal a stark white nursery, white walls, white crib, white dresser, changing table, bookshelf, rocking chair, carpet, and play crib, white pale pink accents; like a rug, blankets, mobiles, plushies, and picture frames.
"Oh Mel, your room is gorgeous!" Kurt cooed before placing her into her crib and picking up the closest plushie which happened to be a pink penguin and placed it next to her.
"That's Sam. He's Mel's favorite, how'd you know?" Blaine's voice came from the doorway where he was leaning up against the frame with his arms crossed across his chest, Kurt couldn't help but let his gaze linger on his triceps where they peeked out from the short sleeves of his black polo shirt.
"Uh...lucky guess?" Blaine smirked before motioning for Kurt to follow him.
"Here, I'll show you the in-suite so that you'd know what you'd be signing up for." He led him to the landing then turned down the small hallway to the in-suit door, pushed it open and allowed Kurt in front of him. There was a small living room decked out in beige, white, browns and blacks, with a TV, sofa, bookshelf, and a small coffee table. Off to the right there was a small kitchen with a breakfast bar and two stools. To the left there was another small hallway which Kurt walked down that led to the bedroom complete with a king size bed and a connected master bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub and walk in shower. Back in the hallway there was a closet and a powder room along with a little office.
"It's so convenient and cute!"
"It was originally supposed to be for my brother Cooper, when he came to visit, but then he got married and moved off to Australia for some odd reason..." Blaine mused.
"Well, to each their own is what I say." Blaine just looked up at him, and gave him a funny look
"That's a very wise thing for a 23 year old to live by."
"That's how my father raised me."
"He sounds like a wonderful man." The men continued staring at each other, when a buzz from the intercom near the door rang out followed by a faint voice
"Mr. Blaine, Ms. Santana is pulling into the development now, and dinner will be ready momentarily." Blaine walked over to the door, pressing a button,
"Thanks Thalia, we'll be down in a minute. Come along Kurt, it's time to meet the woman of the house."
"Should I be worried?" Kurt asked nervously, electing a loud laugh from Blaine,
"No. She's grown out of that stage..." Blaine left a wide-eyed nervous Kurt standing in the doorway.
A/N: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . Word Vomit.
-The song that I used in this one was Don't You by Darren Criss. It's one of my favorite originals by him. :)