Well here is another chapter! I actually really like this one! PS I hope you all faired well in the Cluster Fuck Darren Criss Hunger Games of 2013!
Before long Liliana was back to her normal, healthy, rambunctious self. Having missed three weeks of rehearsal for her recital, she had been getting private sessions from Brittany. Santana, of course, was with the girls at the studio. Thus leaving Kurt and Blaine alone in Blaine's apartment for a couple of hours of peace. The men could not have been more thrilled.
Truth be told, Blaine had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to arise. He finally had time to sort his brain out after the last few weeks of chaos. He spent much of the last week online looking and thinking about how it all would pan out.
So, that evening, after they were both showered and the sheets were changed, they laid in bed clad in boxers and fingers linked.
"Oh my God Blaine, it had been way too long. We can't ever go that long again."
Blaine chuckled as he leaned over and pecked his lips. "I agree. I also don't want the last few weeks of events to ever happen again. Well, some of them were really great, but I'd like to steer clear of the rest if we can."
"Yea, they were. And I totally agree, the hospital stay was terrifying. But having my parents here was really, really nice. I just miss them so much, you know?" Kurt replied as he looked down towards the bed, almost solemn.
Blaine unhooked their fingers and cupped his boyfriend's cheek. "There's something I want to talk to you about and, before your imagination starts running wild, it's nothing bad." He paused, purposely, for dramatic effect. "At least, I hope it's not."
Kurt cocked his head slightly to the side and shot him a look of confusion. "What's up babe?"
"You know that these past few months have been the best months of my life. It honestly ties with when Tony and I met Mich for the first time. I truly believe that whatever divinity that is out there wrote it in the stars for us to be together. There is honestly no other way that all of this could have happened."
Kurt's heart started to race. He had no idea where this conversation was going and he was getting anxious about it. He began to feel slightly nauseous, so he decided to calm himself with a joke. He waited for Blaine to pause his monologue. "You're not going to ask me to marry you are you? Because I really didn't want that to happen post sex and mostly naked."
Blaine snorted and kissed him again. "No silly."
"Sorry, continue."
"Like I was saying before I was so adorably interrupted… I realized during all this family time that I really don't want to go without that again. The house had never been that bustling and that busy. Even when I was a kid, the house was usually empty. But the amount of love and energy that was bursting through every room is a feeling I never want to let go. I always wanted a big family, and like I told you, when I was younger it was usually just me and that tool I call a brother – and the nanny. I don't want that for Liliana and I don't want that for myself." Blaine paused again.
"So, what you're suggesting is?" Kurt asked encouragingly.
"Well, I've been looking for a different place, a bigger place, and what I'm asking is – will, um, will you move in with us?"
Kurt felt as if the breath had been knocked out of him. Blaine wants him to move in with him. Blaine wants to be a family with him. If his body didn't instinctively do it for him, he would have passed out because he would have, most definitely, forgot to breathe. "But, Blaine, what about Santana?"
"Did you honestly think I didn't think about that baby? Of course she would come, if she wants. It's why I have been looking for a bigger place. With more income we can afford more bedrooms. I still want to be able to have a guest room for when your parents come. I want them to feel as welcome in our home as we are."
Welp, that's all it took. Kurt started to cry from the overwhelming rush of emotions. Blaine just took him in his arms and smiled. I am safe. I am home. Finally home.
"Of course I will move in with you. We can talk logistics later, right now I just want to be with you."
"But of course." He replied with a smile before he kissed his tears away and pulled himself atop of Kurt.
Later that evening when Santana brought Liliana back to the house for the night she was greeted by the two men in the kitchen.
"Um okay, is this like a gaytervention or something? Why are you both looking at me like that? Kurt your smiling so wide that you might explode-"
"Santana, I want to ask you something. I already talked to Kurt about it and it would really mean a lot to me, to us, if you said yes."
"Okay, before we go any further I need to tell y'all one thing. Before you even think about it – before the thought even passes your mind, this baby factory is closed. There is no way in HELL I'm carrying anymore children, especially one the genetic equivalent of Bilbo Baggins."
With that the two men just started to laugh hysterically. "No, no Santana it's nothing like that. Come sit; have a beer." Blaine replied between breathy laughs.
Santana looked at the two suspiciously before grabbing a Coors Light out of the fridge and sitting across the island from them. After a long sip she finally spoke again. "Okay Blainers, out with it before my Gayby over there explodes from excitement. I don't need to see that again." Kurt just glared at her smug look.
"Okay, well, I told Kurt earlier today that I want him to move in with us. I want you to move in with us. I don't want Lil to have the life I did growing up and I want her to have all of her parental units in the same house."
Santana sat shocked. She took another chug of the beer as her mind began running a thousand miles an hour. Yea, she knew that eventually Kurt was probably going to end up moving in with Blaine and, God, did that make her jealous. She was so scared that Kurt would end up getting closer to him and that she would be the third wheel. This was not something that she was expecting. Kurt – and more importantly Blaine – wanted her to move in with them. One big happy family. She was so taken aback she almost forgot to be snarky – almost. "Well as long as we invest in some sound proofing because as hot as it is, I don't need to hear y'all getting down and dirty. Especially you Blaine. I will say, I'm proud of you, never took you for a power – "
"Oh-kay-hey, that's enough." Kurt interrupted her.
"So, is that a yes?" Blaine asked through his patented million dollar smile.
"That's a yes." She said with a huge smile.
The following Saturday found Blaine, Kurt, Cooper (and Papa Bear with Mema on Skype) sitting in their seats at Liliana's dance recital. Santana had to run in back and get Mich dressed because 'no dads or boyfriend's backstage'.
"Mom, Dad are you sure you want to watch the whole thing? I mean she is only in three songs and this thing is four hours long." Kurt asked into the iPhone that was set up for the stream.
"Nonsense Kurt this is a big deal for her and I want to watch the whole thing. Just, uh, signal or something when she comes up in case I fall asleep." Kurt laughed and focused the phone back on the stage. House lights faded and the first group of dancers – who happened to be between the ages of two and three and damned if it wasn't the cutest jazz version of "Gitchie Gitchie Goo" any of them had ever seen.
Before long – well about forty five minutes later – the lights dimmed once again and tiny dancers began to take their places out on stage. Santana came running back to her seat and plopped down on the end next to Kurt.
Almost silent shuffles pitter-pattered across the stage as the children began to take their positions, feet in passé, backs straight, faces looking off to the side with one arm stretched over their heads. Even so little they looked so flawless. The imperfections of them being such young children added to the charm. Their eyes quickly found Liliana, front and center stage.
Their outfits were flawless, of course they were, Kurt helped choose them. He wasn't going to have his little girl in some rag-tag, discount version of an outfit. There were many arguments between he and Brittany that week: 'No little girl, especially mine, is going on stage looking like a Burlesque dancer!' and 'If I wanted her to look like she was in Chicago, I would put her in Chicago!' In the end, of course, Kurt won and the girls in the class stepped out in eggplant colored, plush stretch velvet leotards with embroidered sequin lace kiss ruffle wrapped neckline, which was accented by a copper flower on the left side. The tulle skirt with a shredded sequin lace top skirt was attached. The whole outfit was accented with a copper flower with a tool pouf in their hair. All of the girls had beautiful loose buns atop their heads, slightly off center.
Liliana couldn't help but to pull focus from the family as the music began and she was the first to look straight at the audience and smile. She had a solo for the first sixteen bars of the song.
As the music began to play Cooper, who had no idea the set list for the children, began bouncing like an excited puppy in his seat. It's like the chose this song just for me! Cuz you know my girl is going to follow in my footsteps. Another few years!
Bernadette Peter's voice began to fill the auditorium and Liliana began to move with natural elegance. They had chosen Bernadette's version because – Hello! It's Bernadette Peter's – and the execution was phenomenal.
Broadway Baby.
Walking off my tired feet.
Pounding Forty-Second Street
To be in a show.
Oh...
Broadway Baby,
Learning how to sing and dance,
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show .Oh...Gee.
I'd like to be
On some marquee,
All twinkling lights,
A spark
To pierce the dark
From Battery Park
To Washington Heights.
Someday, maybe,
All my dreams will be repaid…
The song continued on from there, all the children dancing their hearts out and earning cheers and tears from their parents, family, and friends by the end of the song. Santana had to run back and prepare her for her next number – in another half an hour – and Kurt peaked a look at the Skype convo and couldn't help but smile as he saw his parents wiping tears from their eyes.
In what seemed like no time at all it was time for her ballet number. This was the one that Kurt absolutely adored. Watching Liliana plié and go through all of her positions at random intervals of the day was one of his favorite things.
The girls took their positions, this time Liliana was slightly to stage left, still center, but the dance highlighted another student. This costume had a rose colored camisole leotard with a flowery trim. It had has an empire seam with the skirt combining panels of multicolored (rainbow) of powermesh, completing the whimsical look. Liliana had her hair in a French braid going down the right side of her head, completed with the matching flowery scrunchie. They looked beautiful and the outfits were a perfect match for their song. A smile took over Kurt's face as the music began.
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
High above the chimney tops,
That's where you'll find me…
The lyrics to this song were actually recorded by the kids in the class. Hearing Liliana's voice billowing through the room when she sang "Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly, Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, Why, oh why can't I?" with perfect pitch and breath control Kurt couldn't take it anymore. The tears flowed freely down his face. He was absolutely, positively sure that he had never been happier than he was at that point in time. Sitting right there, in that auditorium, with his family, watching his little girl perform.
Somehow he must have tuned in sync with Cooper's thoughts because he suddenly envisioned that they were sitting in the Gershwin, plain curtains were replaced by extravagant props, and he felt like he was watching his little girl live his dream. His dreams that he let die those years ago. The dreams he know has for the little girl on the stage. The little girl who looked just like her mother, with eyes as striking as Kurt's and a smile that lit up the room.
When Kurt snapped out of his day dream he wondered what happened to Santana. She hadn't come back after last costume change. He shrugged and figured she must still be backstage.
And she was, she watched from backstage the routine and stood there with open arms as Liliana came bouncing off of stage. Santana doesn't think he heart had ever been as warm and full as it was in that exact moment. Nothing could have touched her at that moment.
Liliana run up to her and hugged her legs. "Oh Mommy, you didn't go back!"
"Of course sweetie, we have to get you ready."
Barely audible the voice replied. "Please don't leave me again." With that, Santana's heart broke. She knew that she meant during the here and now of the rehearsal. But her heart panged with the pain and guilt that she felt for giving her away.
She choked back tears as she wrapped her arms around her head in a gentle hug. "Never again baby, I'm here. Never again." Santana smiled through watery eyes as Liliana pulled back and smiled up at her mother. "Now come on, let's get you changed for your last dance."
Santana walked hand in hand with the bouncing little girl to the changing room with her other class mates. She changed her dress into a gorgeous one shoulder leotard with a sequin spandex bodice which was accented by a sparkling floral sequin applique. It had metallic ribbon trims attached to the three-tier confetti tulle tutu. She sparkled with every step. After she put her costume on she sat on the floor as she tied the little girls tap shoes.
Santana couldn't help but to smile as Lili absently kicked her free foot back and forth in the chair. She watched as her eyes sparkled when the light caught them just right and listened as she babbled on about everything and yet nothing at all. This was the best day of her life; bar none.
Before they knew it, it was time for Liliana to line up and Santana took her position behind one of the curtains. Usually moms are not allowed to stand there, but when you date the main teacher of the school, you kind of get special privileges. She put her hand over her heart as she heard the little click-clack of the gir'ls shoes on the stage.
Back in the audience Kurt and Blaine sat up straight as the sound of tap shoes adorned on little girls' feet filled the room. Their final routine started out with a bang.
Do you believe in magic?
In a young girls heart
How the music can free her
whenever it starts
And it's magic
if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old time movie
I'll tell ya about the magic
It'll free your soul
but it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock n roll…
The children gave it their everything during their class's finale. They tapped with the best of them, the entire room stunned that these were just four and five year olds. These children were all destined for greatness.
It's because she's my daughter. Kurt thought to himself.
It's because she's my baby. Santana reasoned.
It's because I'm just fucking perfect and she gets everything from me. Even if she's not technically related to me. Hmmm, it must be like osmosis or something. Cooper internally debated.
It's because I'm an amazing teacher and she has amazing parents. Brittany mused.
How did I get so lucky? She's perfect because of every person in her life. Her flawless voice, her impeccable dancing, her diva attitude, and her million dollar smile. She is perfect because of them; because of us. Blaine thought as he stood to give them a standing ovation. Her baby girl did an amazing job.
Kurt grabbed the flowers they brought and ran them over to the stage doors. He had Brittany give them to Santana before all of the other dance moms rushed back to give their kids theirs.
Ten minutes after the Liliana's tap number it was time for the finale. It was time for the children to all join of stage with their flowers and to take their final bows. The school lined them up by height, placing Liliana in the second row behind a very tiny two year old diaper dancer. Whom was absolutely adorable, but still couldn't steal the limelight from Michi.
The children stood on stage, exhausted, but eyes full of pride and smiles bright enough to light the night sky. They all bowed at once and there probably wasn't a dry eye in the house. Every audience member was on their feet, clapping and cheering for the talent before them.
As proud as they were of her, they were just as glad that this was almost over. Kurt turned his phone to see his parents standing in the middle of the living room clapping and cheering as well.
"Well guys, my phone is on 5%, did you like it?"
"Oh God Kurt, that was amazing! And that was my girl singing?" Burt asked excitedly.
"Yea, it's she amazing?"
"Like there would ever be any doubt. Now before we go, make sure you give that sugar pie a kiss for us and tell her that in just a few weeks she will get to be with us for a whole week! We love her, we love you guys and-" That's when his phone died. Kurt just chuckled and smiled as Blaine grabbed his hand to go head to the hallway and wait for Santana and Liliana to emerge.
"Well lover boys, as much as I'd love to stay and congratulate the most beautiful little girl in the world, I have a show to be at in an hour. Love you Blainers, Kurt. Give my baby girl a kiss!" He said as he rushed out of the room without giving Kurt or Blaine the chance to even say goodbye.
Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist and pulled him tight. There is no other place he would rather be in the moment. The only thing that could make this better was running through the doors right towards them at that very moment, dance bag bouncing at her shoulder, flowers in her tiny grasp.
"Baby you did amazing! We're so proud of you!" Yes, we're. Because we're a family.
Kurt, Blaine, Santana and Liliana all sat around Blaine's island on Sunday eating breakfast and drinking coffee. There was a comfortable silence in between Liliana commenting on what was awesome or what her friends at dance class did.
"And then, can you believe it, Chrissy said her mommy said that she could addition for Broadway! ADDTION!"
"Au-dition sweetheart." Kurt corrected. "And that's awesome sweetheart. Is she your age?" He asked between sips.
"No, she's a little older than me. But can I awe-dition Daddies, Mommy? Please?" Her hands clasped together as her wavy bed head flopped over her eyes.
All three adults looked at each other with confused expressions. They tried their best to read each other's faces before Blaine replied. "Honey, if a part comes up that you can audition for, you can audition. But if you want to do Broadway you have to know that it is a lot of work. It's not like dance class that's once or twice a week. It's a job and you do it every day."
"I know Daddy, I wanna be like Uncle!"
"Oh Goodness, I will tell him you said that. I may rue that day in history, but whatever. If you want to do Broadway you need to start in more dance and more vocal training." Blaine said matter-of-factly. Kurt and Santana winced. There would be no way they could afford the amount of classes that it would require for her to start Broadway this young. Unless.
It was like a light bulb went off in Kurt's head. Light Bulllllbbb! Oh my God, I have watched Despicable Me too many times. The thought process must have shown on Kurt's face because Santana spoke over Blaine and Liliana's chatter.
"No. Kurt no. I thought we closed that door. N. O."
"But she's the best person for it. She'll do it for free. Mercedes is in LA otherwise I'd ask her. Besides I never cut her out of my life, I still talk to her."
"Why can't we just have Cooper do it?"
"Because Satan, he will have her pointing all of her lines." Kurt retorted, earning a nod from Blaine, coupled with a confused expression.
"But Kurt, she is a narcissistic bi- human being, and I just can't with her for more than five minutes."
"Oh please Santana, you know you love her. She was there for you every single time you needed her, every time you needed something. She may have an ego bigger than Kanye's, but she is a good person and a good friend – as long as you aren't competing against her. She knows all about the situation and has been dying to meet her."
Santana sat back in her chair and crossed her arms. She knew Kurt was right, she did have a soft spot for her. But appearances you know.
"Okay as pleasant as this back and forth was, who are we talking about?" Blaine asked as Liliana looked with her head rolled to the side in confusion.
"Oh, our high school friend Rachel. We've had a, uh, rocky friendship. She will kill her best friend to get to the top, but that's how she is getting where she's getting."
"She's insufferable."
"Wow such big words Santana." Blaine retorted with a smirk. The other two adults both looked at him with surprise.
Santana started with a slow clap. "I'm impressed Blaine."
"Yea babe, you're really starting to catch the hang of this whole 'friendship slash family with Santana thing'."
Blaine flashed his cocky smile and pretended to straighten the non-existent tie around his neck. After a good laugh the three went back to their conversation.
"So yea, Rachel is going to be graduating NYADA next year and already got the understudy role of Fanny Brice when she was a freshman. It got her feet wet and she's hungry for more. She would be the perfect teacher for Liliana. Her voice is phenomenal, she has the professional training, and she trolls the audition boards like there was no tomorrow. She would know exactly when a role she could try for came up."
"Wait, Kurt, your friend is Rachel Berry?"
"Yup. "
"Oh, I've met her a few times during things I've gone to with my brother. She's quite a character and she has met Liliana plenty of times in the past few years."
"Ohmigosh she has?" Kurt excitedly asked almost choking on his toast.
"Oh yea, and come to think of it, it kind of makes sense the way she looked at her now."
"What do you mean how she looked at her?" Santana chimed in, arms crossed once again.
"She looked at her as if she knew her from somewhere. She gravitated towards her. She would always take off with her and show her around to everyone. She adores her. I haven't seen her in about eight or nine months though." Santana and Kurt just smiled.
"Great, I'll call her later." Kurt replied, effectively ending the conversation.
"Okay, so there's something I want to talk to you guys about. Lil, if you're done you may be excused." Liliana just nodded at her dad before hopping down in search of another adventure. Kurt refilled their coffees before sitting back down and focusing his attention on Blaine. "Guys, I put my place on the market today."
"Really? You own this place?" Santana asked.
"Yea, well Tony and I did."
"So I am assuming you've already started looking for another place? Or are you going to move all that crap into our tiny apartment?"
"No, I've definitely started looking." He opened the folder sitting on the counter and showed them some of the print outs from the realtor.
"Blaine, these are three hundred thousand dollar homes. How are we supposed to afford this?" Blaine asked.
"Yea, I mean I make decent money, but damn Curly Sue."
"I've already broken everything down with the realtor. I have the twenty percent to put down, once the house sells, I'll be able to replenish those savings. I just have to hope it sells soon so we don't end up with two mortgages. We punched all the numbers and I have really good credit, how are yours?"
"We both have decent credit, no defaults or anything, but we only have a handful of credit cards between us."
"So it shouldn't be a problem getting a decent rate. If only I put my name on the loan, I make just enough to get that amount. After interest, taxes, PMI, and insurance our monthly payment will be about two thousand. I think that's doable with all of us putting in." Kurt and Santana nodded, figures running though their heads.
"So," Santana asked fingering through the folder – there were some nice places in there. "When are we going to go look at some of these places?"
"In about an hour the realtor's town car will be coming to get us. So come on let's get ready."
"An hour Blaine? How am I supposed to get ready in an hour?" Kurt asked, completely scandalized.
"Quickly, you hop in the shower first while I get Michi ready. Now wear comfortable clothes, no layers, a lot of these places will have to AC so they will be horrid." Kurt took off running for the shower as Santana just shook her head."I thought I said comfortable Santana." Blaine stated as he looked her up and down on the stoop waiting for the realtor. She was wearing a tight micro mini dress and five inch stilettos that accentuated her tattoo perfectly.
"What are you talking about munchkin? This is comfortable." Blaine just rolled his eyes and tried to catch his breath as he took a look at Kurt. He was absolutely stunning in his fitted, but not tight, khaki dress shorts and fitted button up t-shirt. He had the top two buttons undone, teasing Blaine with just a bit of his color bone. His eyes glanced down past the fifty dollar – fifty dollars – really Kurt? Is that necessary? – belt to his matching Sperry's.
"Kurt, since when do you wear Sperry's? And since when have those been in my closet?"
"Yes since forever Blaine, they happen to be very fashionable at the moment and probably the most comfortable shoes I own. And they have been in your closet for about a month now, you just have so many shoes you don't even notice any more."
"Same could be said for you love." He shrugged as he fought temptation and just pecked him quickly on the lips. Shortly thereafter the realtor pulled up and they began their journey.
Six houses and four hours later they were exhausted. There was one house left, and actually in Blaine's current neighborhood, and they were all done. None of them even wanted to move.
"That last one, was a NO, I mean just, ew. They stole the kitchen cabinets Blaine. They didn't even bother to note that in their beautiful pictures!" Kurt exclaimed in a huff.
"I mean shit, if I was in Lima Heights I'd expect it. But then there is no such thing as three hundred thousand dollar houses in Lima Heights." Santana Purel-ed herself within an inch of her life.
Blaine just nodded and watched the houses go by.
By the time they got to the last house Liliana was knocked out. Blaine took her out of the seat and hoisted her so she was sleeping on his shoulder as the rest flowed out of the car.
"Blaine, this one looks really nice from the outside. Like really nice." Santana said timidly. It was stunning. It was an actual standalone house, it was beautifully landscaped with a porch, an actual porch.
"Oh baby, look a porch swing!" Kurt exclaimed clapping his hands excitedly. They followed the realtor up the steps and into the house.
"It's actually been converted into a two family, there is a kitchen, full bathroom and laundry room upstairs. But since they were all family they decided to leave it open so there is no door separating it."
The three looked towards the right where a there was a staircase, they would look there soon. They immediately turned left and was greeted by a large and open living a dining space. Blaine loved an open layout, it allowed him to keep an eye on Liliana easier. There was a bay window that caught Kurt's eye, compete with the cushions. All three were quickly falling in love with this house. The went through the French doors in the dining part of the room and saw a large kitchen full of solid mahogany cabinets, top of the line appliances and a marble topped island.
Yup, Kurt was definitely in love.
"Oh my God Blaine! Look doors! Cabinet doors!" Santana said excitedly.
Blaine just laughed and his attention was taken by the other French doors in the room. The ones that led out to the back finished patio and backyard. There was enough room for a swing set, a small pool for Lil and enough room to play. Blaine was sold. He opened the sliding door and stepped outside. The patio was multileveled and lined with seats. Blaine was ready to start jumping up and down like a fourteen year old fangirl.
"Hey guys, let's go check out the bedrooms downstairs and then go up." He said, stepping back into the kitchen, Kurt followed closely behind running his fingers along the wall. They looked at the three bedrooms on the first floor, one master suite, and two medium sized bedrooms, a nice full bathroom in the hallway. Blaine was very happy so far. The second floor would be the money maker.
Santana went up the stairs first, that would be her part after all. The second floor had a similar open floor plan. The only difference was that the kitchen was included in the open layout, separated by an island, much like Blaine's current house. There were two decent sized bedrooms, a large bathroom, and smaller laundry room.
Everything looked to be in amazing condition in the house. They were sold, they now just had to discuss logistics. The sat down around the island to discuss the home.
"Okay so are you interested?" Lisa asked.
"Oh absolutely, as long as everything passes I would love to make an offer. Are there any special conditions on the house?"
"No, this isn't a short sale or a foreclosure, it's for sale by owner. Owners who moved to Florida and are anxious to sell the house. They had an inspection done recently and fixed all of the issues that were found. You are welcome to hire you own as well. I would recommend doing so. " Kurt and Santana looked at Lisa like she was crazy, they had no idea what she as talking about. This is their first home buying experience and would be failing miserably if it weren't for Blaine taking the reins.
"I would definitely do that. How much is the house and what is the appraised value by the city?"
"It just went down to $310,000 from 350. It was valued at 300,000 so the taxes would reflect as such." Thank God for the current housing market. "Also you were preapproved for a loan of $350,000, will you be putting anything down?"
"Yes, I'll put twenty percent down. I want to offer $290,000 with them paying closing costs."
"Okay, so if you can just sign the offer here, I will get it to their realtor as soon as I drop you guys off. Hopefully we will hear from them soon!
"Perfect, thank you! Alright guys, let's get home."
As soon as they got back to the house they all began gushing over it.
"Oh Blaine, we found the perfect house! What will we do if they don't accept our offer? I want that house, it's perfect." Kurt began.
"I know, oh my goodness, it will be like having my own little apartment. I mean if someone needs a guest room they can stay up there, but like it's mine… I could have sex in the living room if I wanted."
"Um Santana, have you forgotten that it is open access? Liliana will be allowed to come up and down as she pleases and please God, if you have sex on the couch, cover it first. Our daughter sits on there." Kurt spat back, causing Santana to just roll her eyes.
"Whatever Tan, I just love that back yard. It is perfect. I need to go buy a grill!" Blaine added in, already picture it bustling with dinner parties full of family and friends.
"Blaine, you're such a guy."
"Um, last time I checked, so are you. Very much so." Blaine replied with a wink, causing Kurt to blush. "I'll teach you how to grill the world's best steak in no time. You will never. Go. Back."
The banter went back and forth all night long, causing Kurt to completely decorate the place in his head, Blaine to plan their bedroom and Santana thinking about all the privacy she will be able to get now. They were so enthralled in their conversation that they almost missed the phone ring.
"Hello? My daddy's phone." Liliana answered and ran into the living room when the voice on the other line asked for Blaine. "Daddy there is a lady looking for you on the phone." Liliana said, handing him the phone.
"Thank you my love. Hello?"
"Hi, Mr. Anderson? It's Lisa Sullivan."
"Oh hi Lisa, news so quickly?" Kurt and Santana immediately shut up and began to listen to the conversation. Richard found his way over and plopped himself down on Santana's feet, she was so concerned about Blaine's conversation that she didn't even wince when the dog sat on her three hundred dollar shoes.
"Yea, I have good and bad. Do you want to good or bad news first?"
"I'll take the bad." Kurt and Santana's heart began to race.
"Well, they didn't accept your offer. However, they countered at 299,999 with them covering closing fees and any repairs that result from an inspection. Closing would be on the 15th of July. What do you say?"
Blaine sat and thought about it for a minute. Kurt and Santana were about to end his life with the silence. They had gotten themselves all worked up and they were terrified that it wouldn't work out.
"I say… We just bought a house!" Kurt and Santana whooped and hollered while Blaine finished the phone call.
This is really happening. We are really becoming a family. Seriously, how did I get so lucky? Kurt asked himself for the twentieth time that weekend alone.
Okay I have some news for all of you beautiful people reading my story... It is going to come to an end in the next few chapters. I'll probably do some 'verse one shots now and then but it's time :)
PS.. There won't be another chapter up for another few weeks, as of Wednesday I am flying across the country for a much needed vacation. This means I won't be sober for more than 10% of the entire next week and a half.
Also Brittany is my everything and I love her. kthanxbye