RyderPOV-

I've know Blair is the one for me for a long time. I've known we're going to get married, even before Blaine gave me his blessing, which is why it is so easy to accidentally call her my wife sometimes.

But I don't think I realized how much I loved her until I saw her interact with Noah.

It hasn't been easy for either of us, getting pregnant again at eighteen when she didn't plan on another child so soon.

But she's worked two jobs, and I've gotten a better job, and we're making it work. Noah is our number one priority, and that's not going to change.

And, damn, she's such an incredible mom. I've seen Blair with Grace, but watching her with our child that we are actually raising…

I didn't know it was possible to fall even more in love with someone after so many years.

''What are you doing,'' she giggles as Noah presses a sloppy kiss on her cheek ,''I love you, too, Noah.''

I don't know how I got this lucky.

It is three days before Valentine's day, one of the rare days where my classes have been canceled, and Blair and I are both off.

''You're my favorite,'' she kisses his forehead ,''I love you, so much.''

Things definitely didn't go as planned. If they had, Blair would have been in NYADA, and things would probably be a lot easier.

But my reality is much better than anything I have ever imagined.

''You're gonna have my curls,'' Blair stokes some hair from Noah's forehead, lying back on our bed ,''And you'd better not gel them down like your grandpa Blaine. I won't allow it.''

I let out a laugh, gently running a hand through Blair's curls ,''Don't listen to her, son. You can if you want to.''

Noah smiles at me as if he really knows what I'm saying, and Blair shakes her head with a fond grin.

''Here. Go to daddy,'' she gently passes Noah to me, and I sit up with him on my lap.

''If you want to gel your hair, you go ahead, buddy. Mommy and I don't care,'' I assure him ,''And I'll even buy you the gel.''

Noah stares up with brown eyes, attention on me.

''He's getting better at walking. He may very well just take my dad's,'' Blair smirks ,''Of course we won't let him gel his hair until he's old enough to decide.''

''Of course,'' I look back at Noah ,''We're behind you one hundred percent. That means whatever you want to do in life, whatever you want to be, whoever you love… okay then. We'll be there for you.''

''Always,'' Blair shifts so that her head is on my lap, and Noah is on my other knee, staring at her ,''You are so important to us, Noah.''

All of the crying, temper tantrums, dirty diapers, and sleepless nights couldn't make us change our minds.

Blair has given up a lot, and it's about time she got it back. I'm so glad Mr. Anderson agreed that I should talk to Mrs. Graybeck about her, because she has practically been dancing around the house since she finished her application a week ago.

''Why are you, ''staring at me like that,'' I ask Blair, noticing her eyes out of the corner of my own as I let Noah play with the strings on my hoodie.

''I really love you,'' she sighs, ''You're a good boyfriend, but an even better dad. Like you don't even have to try..''

''I try really hard, actually admit,'' settling back into the pillows with Noah on my stomach, wide eyes trained on me ,''I think you deserve the best. Both of you do.''

And I am going to do my best to give it to you.

Noah let's out a yawn and Blair scoops him up.

''Okay, okay. Come on, I'll get you ready for your nap.''

I'm not surprised he's tired. He's been up since eight this morning, eaten his breakfast and his snack, and Blair and I spent a majority of the time playing with him.

So I think that all three of us could use a nap.

''There you go,'' Blair settles him down into his crib, covering him with his blanket ,''Get some sleep.''

After a moment, she joins me on the bed, lying her head on my shoulder ,''I suggest that we get some sleep, too.''

''Agreed,'' I reach over, turning the side table lamp off, ''I love you.''

''I love you, too.''

She drifts off to sleep a moment later, and I follow slowly after.

One day, Blair and I are going to get married. Blaine and Kurt- two men who have sometimes treated me better than my own dad, are going to become my father-in-laws. And, hopefully, I can make Blair as happy as they seem to make each other.

I have never seen a couple go through so much, only to come out stronger on the other side. Blair and I may not be perfect, but we can try to have the same positive attitude that they have about everything. There have been too many times where we have almost broken up, almost destroyed this relationship because of our own selfish reasons, but I don't intend on losing her.

We're not perfect. And we will never be like Kurt and Blaine. But I don't think it's such a bad thing to look up to them.

Because they seem to have it all together.

SugarPOV-

''Thanks for helping me bathe them, Kayleigh,'' I tell her as we dry off the twins.

''No problem. Since my class got canceled today, my whole afternoon is free,'' she shrugs.

''Still,'' I appreciate it.

''Hey, you guys are letting me stay here until I can get my own place. The least I can do is help out. So quit thanking me,'' Kayleigh continues as she dresses Wendy.

''That reminds me: my friends Kate and Courtney are looking for a roommate. If you're interested, I can give you their numbers.''

''That would be so great, thank you so much,'' she beams, helping Wendy sit up, ''I think I'll have enough money to split rent with two other people.''

''I'll give you their numbers, then. They're really nice, even if Kate can be a bit tense sometimes,'' I explain, ''And you don't have to thank me, Kayleigh.''

I'm just doing what Kurt says: one act of kindness, and you can be rewarded with more kindness.

Kurt is a living testimony to that. By helping me and his interns get our start at his fashion show, he has caught the eyes of several celebrities who want him to design their evening gowns and wedding dresses.

Not that I blame them. Kurt taught me everything I know, and I can safely say that I learned from the best.

And I married the best possible man for me, too. Rory is incredible, and so loving. He's a fantastic dad to our kids, an amazing friend, and an incredible husband, always supportive as I go deeper into my career as a designer and stylist.

Kurt should be so proud of him, because I know that I am.

And Kurt and Blaine have accepted me into their family flawlessly, much better than my family has accepted to Rory. Then again, that's not really a surprise.

Blaine and Kurt are so loving, the nicest people I have ever met. They've taken children into their home, treating them like their own. And they treat Ryder and I so well, even if it just because we're married to and dating their oldest kids.

Either way, I'm glad they found each other. Anyone could see how broken Kurt used to be. He was practically lifeless, except for when he was trying to keep it together for Rory's sake.

And then he met Blaine, and that may be one of the best things that ever happened to him. Blaine has an infectious, positive personality. That was good for all of us in his glee club, because he got us excited about performing again.

Kurt has benefitted the most, though. Not only was he saved from himself, he found the love of his life. Someone who treats him right, who he can comfortably spend his life with.

Someone who treats him better than my dad and mom ever treated each other. Some people search their whole life for it.

Lucky for me, I did not have to look very far for it. I found it in Rory. And if we're anything at all like Kurt and Blaine are…

Then I know that we'll be okay.''

KPOV-

''There you go, cutie,'' I finish tying Grace's skates for her, kissing her chubby little cheek ,''You're cheeks are too cute.''

She giggles, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

Of all of our kids, she's the most loving.

''Now what do we say,'' I ask her adjusting her helmet on her head.

''Thank you, daddy,'' she says seriously and I set her on my lap while I wait for Blaine.

''No problem,'' I look over to my husband ,''Now we just wait on your papa.''

''I'm almost done,'' he finishes tying Jacob's laces, then makes sure his helmet is secure ,''We wouldn't want our two youngest kids to hurt themselves. Ready, buddy?''

''Ready,'' Jacob gives him a thumbs up, before Blaine helps him up.

Jade and Liam are already on the ice, Liam trying to keep his sister upright while also

attempting to maintain his own balance.

''Come on, sweetie,'' I take my youngest daughter's hand, leading her out onto the ice after Blaine.

''You've got it,'' Blaine smiles at Jacob, keeping him close to the handrail but also firmly holding his hand.

It's funny. I've known for years that Blaine is the only one for me, but seeing how much he loves our kids makes me fall in love with him all over again. And now that we have officially adopted Liam, Jacob, and Jade, I don't think I can be any happier.

''Daddy,'' Grace beams up at me, holding my hand tightly as we slowly skate around the rink.

''Having fun?''

Grace nods enthusiastically, her eyes focused on the ice.

''Kurt,'' Jade skates up to my side, ''I think I got it!''

''No she doesn't,'' Liam skates pass us, wobbling a bit, but eventually passing Blaine and Jacob.

''Come on,'' I take her hand ,''I've got you.''

''I think I've only been skating once. For a friend's party. I fell a lot,'' she explains as I hold both of my daughters' trying to keep them from falling.

''Everybody does, especially at the beginning,'' I remind her, and, as if on cue, Jacob falls.

''Ouch,'' Jade winces, ''That looks painful.''

''It hurts a bit, but he's got, like, a hundred tons of padding to protect him,'' I joke.

''I'm going to see how I do on my own,'' she smiles, slowly letting go of my hand.

As soon as she skates away, I focus the rest of my attention on Grace.

''How are you doing, cutie,'' I ask.

''Great,'' she tells me, slowly going around the rink.

''Good. Who knows, you may be interested in this,'' I smile a bit.

There aren't too many people here, which is good, since Blaine and I are trying to keep our eyes on four people.

Grace slips then, her backside hitting the ice.

''Don't cry,'' I kneel down, helping her up ,''You all good?''

''So far so good,'' she grins, copying a phrase Blaine has taken to saying.

''That's my girl,'' I take both of her hands, ''See, it's just like when you were learning to walk. Let's go.''

There are a few more stumbles from both Grace and Jacob by the time that we leave, but that is to be expected.

''Looks like they're worn out,'' Blaine notes from the passenger seat, looking back at our kids.

''And you're not,'' I laugh quietly, ''I think you fell more times than all four of them combined.''

''I did that on purpose,'' he nods seriously ,''So they wouldn't feel bad for falling.''

''So you purposely forced yourself to fall down onto hard, cold ice to improve our children's self-esteem,'' I raise an eyebrow ,''Seriously, Blaine? That's what you're going with?''

''Don't question my motives, Kurt,'' he sighs playfully, ''You would've done the same thing, if you'd only thought of it.''

''Right. You falling had nothing to do with your own clumsiness. I see now.''

''Mr. Anderson-Hummel, are you questioning my intentions,'' he gasps.

''I'm saying you're full of it,'' I explain, parking the car ,''But I think I'm gonna keep you around. I kinda love you.''

''Hmmm,'' he presses a kiss to my lips ,''I guess I love you, too. Kinda.''

''That's good enough for me,'' I look into the back seat ,''I'll get Jake, you get Grace. I'll wake Jade and Liam up.

If we thought raising three kids was difficult, four kids is harder. But it's so worth it. And I like having a big family like this. It's loving and loud, but I wouldn't want it any other way.

And I get to do it all with the man that I love.

BPOV-

''This is nice,'' Kurt says, staring at the kids, ''We should do something with all six of them soon.'

The four of them are huddled up together on the couch, watching a movie and drinking hot choclate.

''I agree,'' I wrap my arms around his waist, pressing a kiss to the smooth skin of his neck ,''And I agree. Today was amazing. Even with the pizza guy totally eyeing you.''

''Please. He was looking through me, to you,'' he jokes, turning to wrap his arms around me ,''I know that we're two handsome people. Of course people are going to stare.''

''Of course,'' I laugh, kissing his lips ,''You're unbelievable.''

''I'd like to think so. I mean, I'm intelligent, sexy, and incredibly talented,'' he reminds me.

As if I needed to be reminded.

''All of the things that I already knew about you,'' I insist, kissing his hand ,''Everything I've always known about you.''

All of the things that I've fought so hard to get you to see.

''Well, next week, when my dad and Carole are here, you can turn on the charm then.''

''But I'm always charming,'' I stare at him innocently

''Well, I can't argue with that,'' my husband kisses me, smiling into it ,''I love you.''

''I love you, too.''

These days, I hardly get any sleep. Taking care of kids is a full-time job, and you don't stop wanting to help them just because they grow up and move out. Kurt and I barely have any alone time anymore, but we sure as hell make up for it when we do get moments together. I'm tired, and completely ecstatic, and have no idea what I'm doing half of the time.

But I absolutely love it.

I promised I wouldn't be like my dad, spending too much time at work and not enough time with my family. That I'd never make my kids feel like their best is less than good enough for me.

Because it always is. Despite saving my relationship with my mom, my dad and I can't seem to fix Besides, life's too short not too enjoy the good moments.

And I know better than anyone that they can be ripped away from you in a matter of seconds. So I might as well make the most of them.

Just a warning, the next chapter will be heavy. Sorry I haven't updated, I had surgery last Friday and this was the first day I felt well enough to write :)

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