Happy Fourth everybody! I just wanted to make a quick update to progress the story even more.
"Look what I made at school!" Taylor exclaimed, holding a piece of paper up for Blaine to look at. Kurt had recently landed a job working for the online magazine section of Net-a-Porter, and unlike days before, couldn't come with Blaine to pick Taylor up. The night before at dinner, Kurt had sadly told him, but Taylor told Kurt he'd enjoy retelling what happened.
"What is it?" Blaine asked, taking the newsprint from Taylor. He opened it up, as Taylor had folded it multiple times, and saw, in colored pencil "My Family" written above.
"Today in class we talked about families, and how each is different. My friend Jackson is adopted and he has a mommy and a daddy, and this girl Sarah has two mommies. Then we got to draw our families."
In the picture, Taylor had drawn himself in between two men, one of which was carrying a guitar and had a mop of curls, and next to him on the other side, was a many a little taller, with perfect brown hair and a big smile. Further off, in the distance, Taylor had drawn two black, shadowy figures.
"Buddy, what are these two people over there?" Blaine asked.
"My other two daddies. Jackson was saying he had a mommy and a daddy before his now, and they couldn't take care of him. He said he parents wanted a baby so badly, but couldn't, so they adopted him. He said his parents now are his real parents." Taylor said calmly. "Which is what our family is like. I have two daddies, but they can't take care of me, so your and Kurt are my adoptive daddies. You two are like…like my real daddies."
Blaine needed to keep his composure. He almost fell apart right there in Taylor's school's courtyard, but had to keep it together for his little boy. Blaine suddenly pulled Taylor into a tight hug, with Taylor unaware of anything unusual.
"Buddy, you know both Sebastian and Dave love you, very, very much, as do Kurt and I, and we'd all whatever it takes to make sure you're safe."
Taylor nodded and smiled. "I love you, Daddy." Taylor clutched his frog backpack and Blaine suddenly felt so right being next to this kid-his kid.
"You don't have to call me that kiddo, you can call me Blainey if it makes you happy."
"No, you're my daddy. I'm calling you that."
Blaine chuckled. "Well, buddy, what do you say to picking Kurt up from work and getting some pizza for dinner before the social worker arrives?"
Taylor smiled. "Will Papa make his cookies tonight for the social worker?"
Blaine laughed. "Probably. If you ask nicely, let's go find out."
Kurt was sitting at his desk, a framed photo to his left, when suddenly a frog popped next to him. Actually, it was a frog backpack, and attached to it was Taylor.
"Hi Papa."
Kurt's eyes got wide for a second. "Hey baby,"
Blaine walked in next, carrying some purple hyacinths, smiling. "Hey there, Mr. Office Man. We're going out for pizza before the social worker comes. Taylor wants you to make your cookies, too."
Kurt kissed Blaine lightly before breathlessly saying, "I love you. And Taylor. And I'm now papa?" Blaine nodded, and closed the door so they were outside Kurt's office and Taylor was inside, playing with the fabric switches Kurt had left over.
"They had a whole discussion about families," Blaine started, pulling out the picture that Taylor had made in class, and explained everything. Kurt couldn't help his emotions and began bawling. As Blaine held his boyfriend in his arms, Taylor peeked out, hoping his parents were going to say they could leave soon. As soon as he saw Kurt crying, he started crying, and Blaine had to hold them both.
The social worker Kate was a beautiful blond woman with mile long legs and a naturally sexy pout. She smiled at Taylor, who seemed to think she was a goddess. She laughed at Taylor's jokes, and interviewed Taylor in the dining room, with Kurt and Blaine in their bedroom, waiting. Linking their hands together, they stared at each other, with the only real sound the music Blaine had turned on.
"Our son, huh?"
"Yeah. I've always, always, always wanted to be a dad," Blaine chuckled. "Ever since I was five, and Cooper and my parents gave me a baby doll for my birthday. My father was horrified."
Kurt laughed softly. "You're amazing with Taylor."
Blaine kissed him, letting Kurt hum into his mouth. "You are too, baby. Never forget that. Also, I bet you've seen more of his firsts than his parents."
"I guess. It pisses me off that they're such…I don't know. So un-involved." Kurt breathed.
"Honey that's why the social worker's here. She said Dave's given up his custody, and Sebastian's on the road, so the court needed someone to take him. Apparently, in court we are still attached to them, if not romantically, as the second caregivers. It just helps that I'm crazy about my son's father."
Kurt laughed, and sat up, opening the door as Kate walked into the living room.
"Hey guys, can I talk to you two?"
The nodded, and holding hands, sat across from Kate.
"So, I spoke with Taylor. Aside from keeping a beautiful apartment, I really wanted to commend you two. It seems apparent from his perspective, that you two are so centered around him, much more than his previous situation. I shouldn't of said that, but…it's so obvious how much you two love him and each other. I just wanted to let you two know; I'm moving forward with you two becoming primary custody holders of Taylor."
Kurt let out a squeal of relief and Blaine started grinning. Taylor, who had walked in to take another cookie, saw them and jumped in between. "Papa, Daddy, why are you two so happy?"
"Because, buddy, we get to be around you."
Please, please please review! Also, yes, a sex scene between Kurt and Blaine'll come up soon...they're new to this parenthood/boyfriend status in their lives.