Kids!Klaine AU- because it's the perfect fluff.
Well, at least it was fluffy until I ruined it. Why do I always find a way to make happy things sad?
Pinkie Swear
"My mommy was really happy I could come to this sleepover tonight," beamed Blaine.
"My mommy was happy you could come, too," smiled Kurt, stretching out his arm. Blaine caught it immediately, gripping his little hand.
"You know, I'm happy that you're here. I hate having to say goodbye to you because it's late and I need to go home."
They rested their linked hands on the pillow between them, smiling at each other- Kurt without his two, upper front teeth, and Blaine without one on the bottom. Elizabeth, who watched them, hidden behind the door, felt her heart swell with joy. Her little boy finally had a friend who made him happy.
"You know, Blaine, I really like you. You're my bestest friend!"
Blaine was delighted. So was Elizabeth, who wiped her eyes gently with her sleeve. "I really like you, too. We're bestest friends, pinkie swear!" Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek as they intertwined their pinkies, and the little boy grinned. He liked when his friends kissed his cheek- Tina did it a lot, and so did Brittany- but when Blaine did, he liked it best.
"Hey, Blaine?" Kurt asked when he pulled away.
"Yeah?"
"Can we cuddle when we go to sleep? My mommy always cuddles me when we go to sleep together," he nodded.
"Okay!"
Elizabeth's heart clenched. She watched them snuggling together under the heavy blanket, giggling innocently. She wanted to wrap both boys in her protective arms and never let that innocence go.
Maybe she could.
She walked into the bedroom slowly, crouching next to the bed. "Hi baby," she whispered.
Kurt blinked at her sleepily. "Hi mommy."
"Do you guys wanna come over and sleep with me? I don't like sleeping alone when daddy's not home."
Kurt beamed, immediacy turning to whisper something suspicious into Blaine's ear. It might've involved 'bouncy bed'. They grinned at each other, and Blaine said, thrilled, "We'd love to, Mrs. Hummel."
Before she could reply, the boys leaped off the bed, and ran out of the bedroom, still holding hands. She heard them laugh, carelessly, young, when the climbed on the double bed, jumping and bouncing. Sighing happily, she followed them to the room, taking a moment to just look at them, cherish their youth and freedom.
It took them a while to notice her- when Blaine did, he missed a bounce and fell backwards on the bed, pulling Kurt with him. They landed with an oomph, quickly pulling on innocent expressions while sliding underneath the covers.
Elizabeth let her loving grin widen as she turned off the lights, and whispered, "Time to go to bed. You can bounce more tomorrow."
"Goodnight, mommy," Kurt mumbled, already sleepy. He curled deeper into Blaine's little arms, letting her climb into the bed behind him.
"Goodnight, Mrs. Hummel," said Blaine with a yawn.
"Goodnight, boys. Sweet dreams."
A soft snoring sound filled the room shortly after, and Elizabeth knew both boys were asleep. She lifted herself onto her elbow, and the view was heartwarming- two little boys, cuddling each other, in a way only children were capable of, with Kurt's little teddy bear squashed between them.
Yeah. Maybe she could.