I just realized that I never told y'all what song I used in the last chapter. It is "Stuck On You" by Meiko. It quickly became a favorite of mine. And I would say I'm sorry for what is about to happen, but I'm really not. Trouble's never that far away ;)

Blaine had a horrible day; plain and simple. It started out bad and ended worse. First, the woman they hired for the billing department was a complete space cadet. She sounded like a gem during her interview, but Blaine was certain she should have been an actress because, man did she know how to play a part. She'd already been there a month and she still wasn't holding down her job to the ability that Blaine needed. He had to let her go. So what did that mean for him? That meant that he had to put his work on the back burner to work in billing. There was nothing he hated more than that desk when it came to work.

In addition to that, Kitty was getting on his last damn nerve. She knew how to push his buttons and he was at his wits end. Before he completely lost it he locked himself in the billing office and turned off the intercom. If it was important Gloria would text him.

An hour into transmissions he found a folder on the desk labeled 'problems'. Fucking great, just what I need. He flipped through the file and he saw failed transmissions from a month ago. At first he didn't think much about it; she surely would have fixed them, there was over one hundred thousand dollars' worth of batches. Just to be sure he logged onto the Medicare website just to check a few.

Needless to say he was not happy with what he found. She had not worked a damn one of them. Blaine was in a rage. He slammed the folder shut and shoved it into his briefcase. I'll do this at home. He looked at his watch, 2:30. I can't do this today.

He grabbed his suitcase in a huff and stormed out of the office. "Gloria, I'm going to work from home. The cell's on if you need me." Gloria just nodded as he walked out.

There was only one thing, well two, that would make him feel better. He pulled out his phone and texted his boyfriend.

To Kurt: Hey baby, can you do me a huuuuge favor?

He got a reply almost instantaneously.

From Kurt: Sure love, anything...

Blaine smiled at the pet name.

To Kurt: Can you please pick up Michi from Cooper's house and keep her tonight? I had to fire Melanie and I have a ton of work I'm taking home.

From Kurt: As if you would need to ask. Absolutely. I'm actually off work now; do you want me to come over? I'll make you feel better ;)

To Kurt: Absolutely. I'll be home in half an hour.

From Kurt: I'll meet you there.

Blaine smiled and felt some of the tension wash away from his body. That man has a hell of an effect on me.

"I have to go." Kurt said, abruptly gathering the trash at the table in front of him.

"So soon? But I just got here."

"My boyfriend is on his way home, and he's had a rough day." The man across him pretended to miss the heart eyes plastered on Kurt's expression.

"He's a lucky guy."

"I'm the lucky one." Kurt replied with a cheesy smile. The man fought back an eye roll.

"Well at least give a hug goodbye." Kurt leaned over to awkwardly give him a hug before scurrying out the door.

"It was nice seeing you again Brandon."

"You too Kurt." And with that Kurt hurriedly left the cafe and began the fifteen minute walk to Blaine's house.

By the time Blaine got home, Kurt was sitting on the stoop waiting for him. "Hey baby, that was quick." Kurt jumped up and met Blaine with a hug and a kiss.

"Yea, I was a neighborhood over having lunch. I missed you all week."

"Ugh, I missed you too. It's been too long." Blaine began kissing Kurt feverishly against his door before Kurt pushed him off.

"Babe, how about we take this inside before the neighbors begin to talk." He mentioned with a smirk. Blaine happily obliged.

Once inside, Kurt ordered Blaine into the bedroom to change out of his work clothes. Kurt followed him in and placed his phone on the charger on the nightstand before sitting on the bed. He kicked his shoes off and slid back against the headboard.

Kurt watched as Blaine's dress slacks slid down over the curve of his ass, as the muscles in his shoulders rippled as he shed his button up. God, did he want him right now, but he had other plans.

Blaine attempted to crawl over to Kurt to fool around, but Kurt quickly put an end to that. "No baby lay on your stomach. I'm going to massage some of the tension out of you." Blaine moaned and quickly followed Kurt's instruction.

Kurt squirted a generous amount of lotion into his hands and straddled Blaine's hips as he warmed it in his grasp. He began to slowly rub and kneed Blaine's shoulders and back, earning explicit moans and pleads from the shorter man.

"Mmm baby, right there, harder."

Kurt leaned over and whispered into his ear. "Damn Blaine, you sound like I'm fucking you."

"Feels so good." He mumbled into his folded arms which he was resting his head on.

"Well sit here and relax, I'm going to go make you some tea."

"You're the best."

"I know." He replied with a quick kiss on the cheek before hopping off and out of the room.

Kurt wasn't even out of the room for two minutes before his phone started going off. He moaned as he reached over to see if it was anything worth getting Kurt for. What he saw; however, pissed him off.

Brandon: It was fun today; we should do it again soon ;)

Brandon: That's not to forward is it?

Brandon: He doesn't have to know.

What the fuck? He tried to open the phone to see who this Brandon asshole was, but it was locked. Seriously? His phone was never locked before. He jumped out of bed and threw on the sweats that was at the end of the bed and waited for Kurt. He was pissed as hell.

A few minutes later Kurt comes back in with a mug of hot water and several tea bags. "I wasn't sure which one you would want so I brought a few. I have Earle gray, green, chamomile and raspberry -" That's when Kurt saw a very upset Blaine sitting on the edge of his bed holding his phone.

"Babe what's wrong?"

"Don't 'baby' me." Blaine replied with a sneer.

Now Kurt was getting pissed. "Excuse me?" He nearly shouted putting the cup at tea on the bureau.

"How long have you been c-cheating on me?" He demanded, choking back tears. If he was going to cheat on him, he was not going to cheat on him; he was not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing him cry.

"Have you been taking crazy pills? I'm not cheating on you." He defended, crossing his arms at his chest.

"Then who is Brandon?" Blaine pressed the home button on Kurt's phone, illuminating the screen. 'It was fun today, we should do it again.' oh, how about, 'he doesn't have to know.'"

"Firstly I have no idea what you are talking about. Secondly, you need to watch you're tone with me. Finally, you're going through my phone?"

"You're not denying it. I'm the one having my heart shattered and you have the nerve to tell me to watch my tone?" He was in a full out rage now, but Kurt was not backing down. "You locked your phone Kurt, you're hiding something."

Kurt stomped over to the bed and grabbed his shoes. There was no way he was going to stay there and let him speak to him like that. "Ok you need to calm down. Brandon is my ex; I ran into him at the cafe, he sat down at the table where I was sitting. I have never cheated on you. I obviously never saw those text messages or I would have told him to leave me alone. Furthermore, I'm not hiding shit. I locked my phone so Liliana doesn't go through it, or are you forgetting that there are pictures on there that she really doesn't need to see? You could have asked me for it, I would have given it to you." By this point Kurt was so angry he was on the verge of tears. "You know what, go ahead, unlock my phone and look at my history with him. The code is 1128, your fucking birthday."

"I'm not going to go through your phone."

"Why not now? You were ready to ten minutes ago. Here I'll do it for you." Blaine opened his mouth to protest, he felt like shit, but he closed his mouth when Kurt ripped the phone from his hand. He silently pulled up the call history for Brandon's number and shoved the phone inches away from Blaine's face. "See, last call in August of 2012. Months before I even met you Blaine. Oh and look at these texts, see Blaine, there is nothing else in that thread, cuz I deleted the last one when we broke up. We broke up because he's an asshole." Kurt fought back tears; he was angry, hurt, and frustrated. However, he was not going to let Blaine see him cry. "You know… I thought you trusted me. If you had any concerns I would have thought you would have asked. I love you, but I don't know if I can do this right now." With that he turned on a heel and left Blaine's house without so much as a goodbye.

Kurt made it as far as the door before he began to sob, his heart breaking, not even sure if he still had a boyfriend.

Blaine heard the door slam and turned around to punch the first thing he came in contact with, which so happened to be the solid wood door frame to his room. The pain he felt only allowed the tears that already prickled his eyes to flow freely. How could I have been so stupid? Now I went and fucked everything up.

Blaine, had he been smart, would have ran after him. But, no, Blaine wasn't smart. He was an idiot and just threw himself onto his bed and cried into his pillow until he fell asleep.

He woke up an hour later with a splitting headache; an unpleasant reminder that what transpired was not just an awful nightmare; it had actually happened. He lost the man he loved more than anything because he was a jealous asshole. He allowed the frustration he already possessed and assumptions cloud his judgment and he fucked everything up.

He looked at his watch and groaned. He had twenty minutes to get to his brother's apartment on 23rd. Basically he was going to be ridiculously late to pick up his daughter and his brother was going to kill him.

He had asked Kurt to get her, but why would he want to do him any favors now. God, he was a horrible person.

Blaine continued to berate and belittle himself the whole way to his brothers building. He nodded a hello at the doorman and headed up to his brothers apartment.

He knocked lightly before leaning his head against the frame. He was mentally, physically, and emotionally drained. When he got no answer he let himself in.

"Coop, Mich? Sorry I'm late; I had a horrible afternoon-". The silence that greeted him cut him off cold. He rushed through every room. "Copper? Liliana?" It took him all of five minutes to realize that they weren't there.

He immediately called Cooper. His brother picked up after only two rings.

"Hey Coop, I came to get Mich and you guys aren't here. Where are you?"

"Uh I'm at work. Kurt came by over an hour ago. He said you told him to come get her."

"I did- I just-"

"What did you do Blainers?"

"Why do you assume that I did something?"

"Because, he looked like someone just killed his puppy and you only get this spacey when you're beating yourself up. I'm your brother; I notice these things."

"I fucked everything up Coop." He explained the situation to Cooper, managing to cry only once.

"Sounds like you need to apologize. Also, next time, don't be such a dick."

"Thanks Cooper."

"Yup, but I gotta go- curtain is in twenty. I love ya Squirt."

"Love you too."

"He mentioned taking her to ride the Ferris wheel at Toys R Us."

"Thanks Coop." He hung up the phone and looked at the time. As long as that line usually was, he could probably still catch them. He managed to catch the R train just as it pulled into the station. Of course, he almost missed it because his metro card wouldn't scan again.

He hopped off at 42nd street and did his best to run through the plethora of people for three blocks to get to the Toys R Us. He ran through the doors and walked quickly around the main corridor. He saw a picture of them up on display; it couldn't have been that long ago they walked past them.

The picture broke his heart. There he was, the love of his life, a smile across his face as wide as his daughter's. Only difference between the two were their eyes. Where as Liliana's eyes sparkled with joy, Kurt's eyes were screaming with the hurt that Blaine inflicted upon him. If he didn't feel like shit already.

He tore his eyes away, eyes that were burning from tears that just wouldn't fall. He ran down the stairs and saw the two standing hand in hand. He excused himself and apologized his way through the crowd.

"Hi Daddy!" A surprised shriek startled Kurt.

"Hi Princess." He forced a smile as he received a glare from the man holding her hand.

"What are you doing here Blaine?" Kurt asked flatly. He did not seem pleased by Blaine's sudden appearance.

"I went to Cooper's to get Mich and-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You went to go pick her up? After you asked me to?"

"I just thought that after-"

"No Blaine you didn't think." Kurt harshly whispered at the shorter man so as not to make a scene. "I told you, no matter what happens with us I'm not going to let it affect her. God, seriously, it's like you don't know me at all. In fact, I think it's better that you go. When you are over yourself you can call me."

Blaine leaned down and kissed the little girl goodbye before walking away. He headed towards the nearest bar, with no plans on coming home sober.

It was close to five am when Blaine hobbled home from the bar. He spent the better part of the walk back from the subway talking to himself with ways to make Kurt forgive him.

He fought with the keys in the door, and not so quietly swore when his keys wouldn't unlock the door. He nearly fell on his drunken ass when the door flew open. A baseball bat and night attire clad Santana stood in front of him.

"Santana w-why ah you in muh h-house." Santana dropped the bat at her side and stared at the man hobbling around the entry way.

"News flash, hobbit, this is my house, and you are trying to break in. I have half a mind to use this bat on your face. Because of you my best friend fell asleep crying in my arms." She walked towards him and pushed him back against the opposite wall. "How could you even possibly think he cheated on you? Even worse how could you possibly think that because you were being a dick he would just abandon his daughter? Seriously Blaine what the fuck is wrong with you?"

Blaine didn't know which of the five Santana's he should look at. "I know. I'm, I'm a h-huhorrible person. I'm s-so s-sowie. I just-"

"Santana, let the drunk breathe." Santana looked back towards the voice before glaring back at Blaine.

"Fine. But as soon as he sobers up, his ass is mine." Kurt just nodded as Santana stalked back into the apartment.

"Kurt, baby." Blaine stumbled towards him in attempts to hug him.

"Don't touch me Blaine."

Blaine stepped back, he felt like he got punched in the gut. "Pluhlease dun be like that baybee."

"Don't be like what Blaine? We have already discovered that you don't trust me today. You were a complete dick to me and then stumble onto my doorstep drunk at five am and expect me to welcome you with open arms." He hissed at the drunken man. Blaine just opened and shut his mouth a few times before Kurt spoke again. "Just get your ass in the house before you wake up the neighbors."

Kurt guided the now crying man into the apartment and into his bedroom. He watched as Blaine struggled to take off his t-shirt and sweatpants. He rolled his eyes before helping the man undress and put him in bed.

"Come lay with me Kurt." He mumbled already half asleep.

"No. We'll talk in the morning. I'll be with the girls. Go to sleep." Kurt turned off the light and left the drunken man alone in his room, unknowingly crying himself to sleep.

The next morning Kurt woke up with a migraine. Thankfully Santana was prepared. She took one look at his grimace and handed him some Excedrin and water. He popped the pills and lay back down, curling himself into Liliana's tiny body.

A half an hour later when the splitting headache calmed to just a pounding ache is rose out of bed.

"Hey Kurt, I'm taking Lil out for breakfast. I left some coffee on the pot for you. Now if you'll excuse me." She grabbed a steel pot and a metal spoon off the stove and walked into Kurt's room.

"Santana what are you doing?"

"Cover your ears Princess; I'm waking the shire up. Go wait for Mommy in my room baby."

"'K Mommy." The little girl agreed skipping into Santana's room.

Santana flipped her hair and sauntered over to the bed where Blaine lay strewn about, dead to the world. She put the pot over his head and hit the side with the spoon screaming at him. "Rise and shine asshole."

Blaine jumped awake and fell right of the bed. "What the fuck? Ow. Where am I?"

Santana leaned over him and whispered into his ear. "Serves you right asshole. Remember, your ass is mine." She then stood up and left the room to retrieve Liliana.

Blaine sat on the floor in a daze for a moment trying to pull himself together. Kurt leaned against the door jam just watching him for a moment before he went to make a cup of coffee.

Five minutes later Kurt returned to his room and watched in the doorway again as Blaine sat on the edge of the bed, tangled in sheets, head resting in the palms of his hand. "Well you look like shit. Coffee?" Kurt offered motioning a second cup at him.

"Kurt, we have to talk."

"We do." Kurt paused at Blaine's feet and handed him the coffee. Blaine took both coffees and put them on the dresser. He winced when he moved to fast but he knew that the conversation to be had was more important than the thumping in his head.

He grabbed Kurt's hand and tried to pull him to him. Kurt resisted, attempting to pull his hand back, but Blaine held tighter. "Baby, please I just want to hold you. Please." Blaine was shamelessly begging and it was causing Kurt's resolve to break. Blaine pulled him to his lap and threw his arms around the taller man, holding him tight.

Kurt turned slightly and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. The sat there for a few minutes, just feeling each other's heart beat.

"Baby, I'm so sorry." Blaine choked out before beginning to sob into Kurt's chest. Kurt pulled him tighter and rested his head on Blaine's.

After a few minutes Kurt finally spoke. "Why did you do it? I thought you trusted me." He said in a tone so hushed, Blaine barely understood a word.

"Kurt, look at me." He said, breaking their embrace and taking his hand. "I do trust you, I just, fuck, I don't know. I had a really bad day and then I saw those texts and I over reacted. There is no excuse for the way I treated you and the way I talked to you. I fucked everything up and now I lost you."

Never breaking eye contact, Kurt replied. "Blaine, you haven't lost me. We had a fight. That doesn't mean that I was going to break up with you. But you need to know you really hurt me yesterday."

"I know, God, baby. I messed everything up. I just love you so, so much, like more than you could ever know. It's just, I guess, I'm almost waiting for the ball to drop. Everything has been so freaking perfect, nothing in my life is ever that perfect without paying a price for it. So I keep waiting to find out what my toll is for loving you."

"Baby, did you ever stop to think that the bad things that have happened in our lives was fate? I mean I really don't believe in all that mumbo jumbo, but how else do you explain this, explain us? Can I be honest with you?"

"Always."

"It just pissed me off that you accused me of cheating on you. To be quite honest I probably wouldn't have reacted well if I saw the same thing on your phone." Blaine nodded wrapping his arms loosely around Kurt's waist as he remained seated in his lap. "What hurt was that you thought that I would just blow off Liliana because we had a fight. Don't take this the wrong way, but I love her a lot more than I love you and I lost her once, I won't let that happen again. Come what may in the future with us, but when it comes to her, you are stuck with us forever."

"Come here." Blaine whispered as he guided Kurt off his lap and laid down on the bed, pulling Kurt with him. "Love, I am so sorry, I wasn't in the right frame of mind. I know you love her and I know that you will never do anything to hurt her. I just had a one track mind. Will you ever forgive me?" He didn't even have the energy to make heart eyes at him.

"On one condition."

"Anything, baby."

"If you ever have any concerns, please talk to me about them. I promise to be one hundred percent truthful with you, as long as you are with me."

"Of course. I'm so, so sorry. I can't say it enough. I do trust you, I swear."

"I love you so much."

"I love you too." The two laid on comfortable silence for a while, every now and then drifting off and on to sleep.

After some time Blaine stirred and hoarsely whispered at Kurt. "Baby? Will you dance with me? There's song I want you to sing with me". Kurt just smiled at him. Blaine missed that smile so much, even though it's been less than 24 hours.

The two shuffled out of bed and allowed their hands to intertwine and rest their heads upon each other's bodies.

Blaine:
Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
Want to vanish inside your kiss

Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

Kurt and Blaine:
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste

It all revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side

Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide

Kurt:
But I love you (Blaine: I love you)
Until the end of time (Blaine: Until the end of time)

Kurt and Blaine:
Come what may
Come what may
I will love you, I will love you

The two stood there swaying back and forth to the music in their heads for what seemed like an eternity. Blaine tightened his hand against the fabric of Kurt's shirt, it resting on his waist.

"Baby, will we be okay?" He breathed into Kurt's neck.

"Yes. I told you, I love you too much to let you go anywhere."

"I love you so much. The thought that I lost you nearly killed me."

"Babe, what nearly killed you was that drinking. We need to talk about how drunk you were."

"I'm sorry. It will never happen again."

"Okay." He replied as they just stood there, in each other's embrace. Feeling their hearts bear simultaneously as if they were one entity.

Sooo yea, I hope you liked it :)

So many thanks to my Beta slash main hoe slash contributer slash reason why this fic is here. Seriously she has caught some ridic stuff that I typed half asleep lol