Well due to ff acting ridiculous and confusing everyone with their posting issues, I decided to be nice and give you guys 8 today. If you didn't read seven, which was posted yesterday - go back and read that first. Otherwise this won't make any sense. Enjoy :)
The group's awkward silence was broken when the little girl's attention was brought to the electronics desk. Liliana had a better 'what-the-fluff' face than Santana ever had.
Kurt laughed at her expression. "Yup, no doubt about it, there's no need for Maury here. What's wrong hun?"
"Do you see that girl over there? She's wearing shorts -SHORTS- with pink Uggs and a blue sweatshirt. Just no." Liliana exclaimed, scandalized, as she waved her hand in the air at the 'no.'
"Yup, no need for Maury." Santana added. The two friends begin to giggle as Cooper cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Well we gotta go." Cooper said quickly and grabbed the four year old's hand to prevent her from running off again. "I'll see you."
"Hey, do me a favor, can you not tell Blaine about this? I want to do it." Kurt asked almost pleadingly.
"No problem." The little girl smiled and waved goodbye before turning around so quickly that her hair whipped around.
As soon as the two were out of sight Kurt and Santana started walking. They weren't sure where they were going; they just knew they had to get somewhere; anywhere but the place they were standing. They stopped in the furniture section and sat on one of the futon displays. Minutes passed and no words were spoken between the two. They were both lost in their own thoughts and trying to control their emotions.
"She's perfect." Kurt finally whispered and leaned onto Santana's shoulder. He looked down at the bear he still held strong in his grasp and sighed.
"I can't believe today happened. More than anything I wanted to reach down and pull her into my arms but I couldn't. I have never felt this way before."
"Me neither." They sat on that futon until someone from management kicked them off and threatened to kick them out of the store for sitting on the displays. Whatever.
As the pair wandered the store, they thought about the incident that just unfolded. It was bittersweet. Seeing Liliana's face for the first time in too many years was as lovely as it was heart wrenching. More than anything, they wanted to hold her; to love her. They wanted to pour their hearts out to the little girl and hope that she understood just how much they cared for her. They couldn't do that though. It wasn't fair to her and it wasn't fair to her father. So, they would wait. Hopefully, one day, things would work themselves out and all would be well.
X
Blaine sat in his living room, leaning back into the couch, one hand in back of his head and the other clutching his beer. He used one of his feet, which were rested comfortably on the coffee table to hit the remote to turn the TV on. He was having a lazy day and he was not in the least bit ashamed. Cooper had taken Liliana out for a couple of hours, so he was going to relax, possibly clean –but most likely not – and just take a breather. Work has been chaotic and this whole situation with Kurt has been a whirlwind.
Every single day he was falling harder and harder for the younger man. Every day he felt this magnetic pull towards him, almost as if the universe were pulling them together. The lady named Fate and her mistress named Destiny were swirling around him and shipping them together like they were written in the stars.
More than anything Blaine wanted to have Kurt come over on the weekends and just lounge around the house with him and Michi. They could watch movies and build forts, when the weather changed, they could go to the park or take a trip to the beach. He wanted to be able to fall asleep warm inside of Kurt's deep embrace.
He wanted to wake up and the first senses to consume his body would be the feel of Kurt's soft skin at his finer tip, the tantalizing scent of Kurt's cologne, the mesmerizing sight of his beautiful eyes, the heartwarming sound of his voice whispering a broken 'morning', and the taste of his perfectly plump lips against his.
Slowly, Blaine began to lose himself in his fantasy and drifted into a daze.
x
He was snapped back to reality when he heard a loud "Daddy! Daddy!" come stampeding through his living room.
"Hey baby, did you have fun with Uncle Cooper?"
"Oh yes, he took me to McDonalds and then to Target to buy me more toys Daddy."
"Yea, like you need more toys." Blaine said rolling his eyes at his brother.
"Oh but Daddy I do, a girl can never have enough toys. Kinda like shoes I guess, I know I could never have enough shoes."
"Of course not." Blaine muttered under his breath as he rolled his eyes.
"I kinda walked into somebody too. I hit 'em so hard I almost fell on my butt. But Uncle Cooper said not to say anything- oops." Blaine turned his head to catch his brother waving his hands no towards his daughter. Cooper quickly threw his hands behind his back and acted like he was oblivious.
"Why wouldn't you be able to tell me who you walked into?"
"I don't know I guess he asked Unc and Unc said yes. I dunno."
"Well you can tell me about them. Did you learn their names?"
"No. You told me not to talk to strangers dad. But they were weird."
"How so?" He asked the little girl as he lifted her onto his knee and leaned back into the couch.
"Well they were just, like, staring at me. But Daddy the lady, she was soooo bootyful. Daddy you would like her. She looked like me. And you say I'm the most beautiful girl ever. She could totally be my mommy. But I know that can't happen cuz you like daddies not mommies." As much as Blaine wanted to laugh at the little girl's words he started to come to his own conclusions about who she saw.
"Oh yea. Then she must be the most beautiful woman in the world. So tell me about the other person."
"He was beautiful too Daddy. I didn't know boys could be beautiful too. He thought it was funny that the lady had on Ugg boots and shorts Dad. Can you believe that? And daddy he's not like you." Blaine's eyebrow perked up at her comment. "He's actually tall!" Cooper started laughing uncontrollably in the kitchen and Blaine shot him a look that could kill. "But yea, they're weird they just stared at me. When I made a face the man said somthin' about not needing more e."
"More e?" Blaine asked, completely puzzled.
"Maury." He heard come out in the form of a choked out laugh from his brother who was still laughing at his vertically challenged expense.
Oh. Oooooh. "Well baby girl, I am sure they are nice, you just surprised them being a complete klutz like your dad. Why don't you go get washed up for dinner."
"K Daddy." The little girl replied and skipped up the stairs, dark brown wavy locks bouncing behind her.
"Cooper."
"It's not my fault." Cooper threw up his hands defensively.
"I didn't say it was. What happened?" Blaine got off of the couch and took his beer bottle to the sink.
"Well like she said, we were at Target to go get her that new damn Monster High doll. She needs another one like she needs a hole in the head."
"I know, continue."
"Well, you know your daughter, she took off and wasn't paying attention and wouldn't you know it, she ran right into Kurt. Man, I didn't even have to ask who they were. You could tell the second you look at them. She is seriously her clone."
"Why didn't you call and tell me?"
"He asked me not to; he wanted to be the one to tell you."
"Okay, how did they seem? We're they okay?"
"Look at you, little brother, always caring about everyone else."
"Will you please just answer my question before Michi comes back down here?"
"I don't know man. They seemed out of it, overwhelmed maybe. I mean, you could tell they were happy, but I thought she was going to cut off his circulation with how tight she was holding onto his arm."
Blaine ran a hand through his messy curls. "Shit."
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's not your fault. It's just not how I wanted for that to happen. I mean I don't even know what I am going to tell Mich. I mean what do I tell her?"
"That is way out of my league, dude. But you'll figure it out. Listen, I gotta go. I have a date tonight. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Please leave out the details."
"You love the details."
"But I really don't. Bye Cooper." Blaine said in a huff ready to shove him out of his place himself if he had to.
"Bye Duck!" Cooper yelled up the stairs before quickly running out of the house.
Shit. What do I do now?
X
"I'm really at a loss Kiki." Kurt said to his friend as he colored with her two year old daughter. Kiki walked over to him and gave him a cup of coffee before sitting across from him in her tiny kitchen. She reached over and grabbed free hand and squeezed it reassuringly.
"Oh Kurt, honey, everything is going to work out."
"No Kuht, no not there, you u-use pink."
"I am so sorry Lady Gabrielle." Kurt said as she colored where she pointed, making sure to use the pink crayon. "What if she hates me? She already said I was weird."
"Babe, everything is weird to four year olds."
"What if she hates me and then Blaine hates me and then Santana will hate me because everybody else hates me because I screw everything up." He rambled, his voice breaking as he fought back a tear.
Kiki got up from her seat and walked over to him. "Gaby, baby, can I borrow Kurt for a minute?"
"Kay-kay Mommy." The little blonde girl replied cheerfully and continued to color.
"Come here love." She spoke softly, reaching out for his hands. He stood up and allowed her to pull him down into a hug. He shoulders began to bob from tearless sobs, completely lost in his emotions. "I'm going to tell you this right now. Look at me."
Kurt looked down at his shorter friend and blinked his sad eyes. "Kurt, you are amazing. I know you love her, you never stopped. You are going to get a chance to play a role in her life Kurt, this type of thing like never happens in a closed adoption; especially when the child is so young. You are amazing. You are going to be amazing with her."
"But how do you know?"
"I see how you are with Gaby. Kurt, you are an angel with her, I know you will be with Liliana once you get the chance to get to know her. And about Blaine, I don't know him, yet, and believe me I completely plan on it. You are like my bestie and I want to meet the man who stole your heart. But, that's not the point. The point is he is not going to hate you if you and Liliana have a rough start."
Kurt leaned back on the wall before sinking to the floor. "That's not it with Blaine though."
Kiki sits in front of him and rubs his knees. "What is it?"
"What- What is Blaine thinks that I only want to be with him to get close to her?"
"Why would he think that?"
"Well wouldn't you?"
"Kurt, you guys were well on your way to dating before you even found out about her. From what you have told me when you guys are together, ninety percent of it is spent just about you too, not discussing her."
"But what if he thinks I am using him? I'm really not Ki, I honestly think I'm falling in love with him."
"Then tell him that. Clear the air and get your emotions all out on the table. I think it will help both of you in the progression of your relationship."
"Kiki, how are you so smart?"
"Babe, if I was smart I wouldn't be single now would I?"
"At times I wonder if that's the smart thing to do." He said with a laugh.
X
After Liliana's teeth and hair were brushed, face was washed, bed time story was read, was tucked in tight, and fast asleep Blaine sat on the floor next to her and just looked at the girl. She was absolute perfection in his eyes. She was beautiful, kind, fierce, wildly independent, good natured and had an old soul. She was as creative as she was talents and ridiculously smart to boot. He stared at his daughter and smiled. Everything he ever wanted was in her.
Blaine had always wanted a big family. He had the dream, the white picket fence, two point five children and the dog. He wanted an amazing husband, whom he could dote on constantly…and vice versa. Well, he was close to perfection. He thought he lost the dream when Tony died. Blaine loved him more than life itself. He was sure that his hopes were dashed, well until Kurt came into his life.
God, it was like he was just meant to be. How else could he describe it? Blaine wasn't a very religious man, per say. Yea he was raised in a Methodist household, in a tolerant and mostly welcoming church, but he veered away. Blaine knew he believed in something, he just wasn't sure what. But he knew that the deity in question was working its magic the day Kurt walked, well stumbled, into his job. How else could you describe randomly running into the man three times in about as many weeks? New York was a huge state and he didn't even work in Brooklyn like Blaine did.
Furthermore, how else could you explain the fact that he fathered the little girl who slept peacefully feet before him? A man he happened to run into multiple times, playfully kiss for no other reason but to get a sleezer off of him, who he happened to date, and really liked was his daughter's birth father. Those things just don't happen. There had to be a higher power coming into play.
There was one thing he knew for certain though. He knew that Kurt was going to be a part of his life for the rest of his life and he was okay with that.
The sound of his phone ringing and vibrating loudly on his coffee table downstairs broke him of his concentration. He quickly got up and turned off the lights before running down stairs.
ONE MISSED CALL: KURT
Shit. He quickly pressed the send button hoping the younger man would pick up.
"Hello?" He heard Kurt's voice across the line.
"Hey you. Sorry I missed your call, I left my phone downstairs."
"Oh, no it's okay." Blaine was having a little difficulty understanding him, because he could tell Kurt was outside and the sounds of the city were drowning him out.
"So what's up?"
"Um, I-I was kinda hoping that I could see you. There are some things I want to talk about with you."
"Uh, yea, sure. I can't go out now, Michi is already asleep. Um, do you want to come here?"
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
"I'll be there in ten." And the line went dead. Blaine looked around the living room for a moment. Just as he was about to sit down and wait for him, it hit him. My house is a fucking mess.
Blaine ran around picking up the random mess that has accumulated before panicking and throwing most of it in his closet. So what if he still cleaned like a fourteen year old when he had time constraints. Don't judge me. Just as he was spraying his island and washing it down he heard a quiet knock at his door.
He quickly ran his hands over his shirt trying to straighten it out, even though he was only wearing sweatpants and a t-shit. He hurried over the door and stood to run his hand through his tight and wild curls before opening it.
"Hey babe." Blaine said pulling Kurt into a hug. He pressed a tender kiss to his lips and invited him in.
"Hey." Kurt said, almost shyly. Blaine was more than a little confused. Was it because of the run in earlier; was he mad at him for some reason or another?
"Come on, let's sit. Can I get you anything to drink?"
"No, no. I just want to talk to you."
Blaine's heart started racing as all of the worst case scenarios flew through his mind. Oh my God, he realized that this situation is too much and he wants to break up with me. He found someone else, maybe an ex came back and he decided to be with them. "Blaine, stop. I see your imagination going into overdrive there. It's nothing bad. Let's go sit down." Blaine willed for his heart to stop racing as he offered his hand to Kurt's. Hand in hand they went and sat on the couch.
"What's wrong?" Blaine asked his boyfriend, his voice unconsciously wavering.
Kurt sighed and looked down at his hands. "Are you sure that it is okay that I am here?"
"Of course. You are my boyfriend and you are welcome here any time. We're taking everything at your pace, love."
"Okay."
"Kurt look at me." Blaine used his index finger to guide his chin up, forcing Kurt to meet his eyes. "What do you want to talk about?"
"It's kinda ridiculous."
"Nothing you feel is ridiculous."
Kurt hyperventilated a sigh. "I was talking to my friend today about everything and I realized how scared about everything I really am."
"What are you scared of?"
"I-I worry about Liliana not liking me or not being good with her, you know, stuff like that. But mostly I worry that you think that I am solely in this relationship for her. Like you think I am using you or something."
Blaine just smiled at the younger man. "Kurt; firstly you are going to be amazing with her and she is going to love you. The more I get to know you, the more of you I see in her. I can see you guys being the best of friends. Secondly, you are just going to have to get used to each other, and the 'being good with her' will come. Finally; Kurt, I am really starting to get to know you. You lay your entire being out with everything you do. I know it sounds cliché, but your eyes tell me everything I need to know about you. I know that you care about me. That is not even a question to me. I can promise you, I would not have let us get this far if I thought you only wanted to be with me because of Liliana. I really, really care about you Kurt. More than anything I want this to work."
Kurt smiled at Blaine. "I really do care about you too. You are one of the best things that ever happened to me. And this is going to sound stupid so don't judge me. But I feel like I was fated to be here with you."
"It's not stupid, I was actually thinking about the exact same thing when you called."
Kurt leaned into Blaine and plan opened his arms to welcome him into his embrace. There they sat silent for what seemed like forever until Kurt finally broke their silence. "Um, I have to tell you something."
"What's up?"
"I, uh, I sort of ran into your brother today."
"I heard."
Kurt was shocked. "What? You heard? I- I told him not to say anything."
"Oh no, he didn't. She did actually. She thought that the weirdos at the store were hilarious."
Kurt immediately flushed and his face dropped. "She said I was weird?"
Blaine saw the look on his face and immediately began to chuckle. "No, no not like that. She also said you were beautiful, that she didn't know that men could be beautiful. And she said that Santana was 'bootyful' just like her and that she could be her mommy. But daddy doesn't like mommies only other daddies."
Kurt raised his eyebrow curiously before losing his resolve and laughing right along with Blaine. "The short of it is Kurt, that she liked you guys. And I really look forward to you guys getting to know each other. Seriously the more of the little things I learn about you, the more I see in her. I can't wait for you to see them."
"Oh I already did. I have to say, my heart did swell with pride at her fashion judgment."
"So, when do you and Santana want to come over and officially meet her?"
"Whenever is good for you. We have no lives outside of work. We're pretty boring."
"Well you know I can hear Santana cussing at you for that from here. But anyway, I was thinking, how about tomorrow? You can come over for lunch and spend the afternoon with us. Sunday is a pretty boring day for us; it would be nice for you guys to spice it up a bit."
Kurt's eyes shone brighter than the sun and he nearly squealed. "Yea, that sounds great."
"Perfect." Blaine leaned it to kiss Kurt quickly; leaning back out with a smile.
"There's just one thing though."
"What's that?"
"What are you going to tell her that Santana and I are to her?"
Shouts to Brit for helping me write some of this bad boy, my head was just stuck on somethings. I may or may not have driven her nuts in the final product of this :)