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Blaine froze in place, halfway across the car park. His grip on Kurt's hand dragged him to a halt as well, and Kurt turned back toward him, frowning.
"Blaine?" he asked.
"Oh god." Blaine breathed. "This is really happening. I'm not dreaming am I?" he asked, a little frantically. Kurt rolled his eyes, pinching his arm.
"Ow!" Blaine yelped. "What was that for?" he pouted, starting to walk again, Kurt dragging him along.
"Well, you asked if you were dreaming..." Kurt replied distractedly, glancing at the sign at the front of the building.
"You don't think this is a dream?" Blaine asked as they stood there, both staring up at the building.
"I'm hoping it isn't." Kurt replied softly as they pushed their way through the door.
A frazzled looking receptionist greeted them.
"Kurt and Blaine right?" she asked, continuing when Blaine nodded. "I'm Katie. I'm so sorry about this, it's been a horrible week, and half the kids are sick, and we don't want the healthy ones here any longer then they have to be, so we're rushing all of the adoptions through." She rambled. "You're adopting siblings right?"
"Preferably." Kurt mumbled, a little shocked. She was talking so fast, it was a little overwhelming, considering what they were just about to do.
"We've only got one set of siblings at the moment." She grinned. "Twin girls, non identical, just over four years old. We told them just after we rang you yesterday, and showed them a couple of pictures."
Blaine had all but gone into shock. It was so sudden. They weren't expecting to be able to take them home for a month or so yet, and yet they'd been rung yesterday, being asked if it was possible for them to take the two girls – their daughters – home today.
"You've still got some papers to sign, to make it official, and we'll be dropping in for unannounced visits, to check on you all, but yes." Katie said, gesturing to a door. "They're in there." She waited, grinning as Kurt stepped forward, hand on the door handle, casting a pleading look back at her.
"Go on." She prompted, smiling. It never failed to amuse her, the hesitation people had when meeting these kids. Seriously, why were they all so scared of a bunch of little kids?
Kurt reached out behind him and took Blaine's hand – the poor man was stone still, slightly pale, and his fingers were shaking. Katie waited until they stepped inside before closing the door behind them, headed back to her desk.
Kurt and Blaine stood just inside the door, watching as about 15 children of all ages ran around the room, giggling their heads off. A small hand tugged on Blaine's arm and he looked down, his fear suddenly dissipating as he crouched down to the little girls' eye-level.
"Hi." He said, smiling warmly.
"Are you Blaine?" she asked shyly, another girl hiding behind her, giggling.
"I am! And who are you?" Blaine asked.
"I'm Miriam. This is Ruth." She told him. Ruth waved before hiding again, burying her face in Miriam's blonde hair.
"Are you adopting us?" she asked quietly. Kurt dropped to his knees beside Blaine.
"Yes we are." He said firmly, grinning. Ruth and Miriam exchanged glances.
"When do we go with you?" Ruth asked, her voice soft.
"Katie wants us to take you today. Is that okay?" Blaine asked. Ruth nodded.
"Can we go say good bye and get our stuff?" Miriam asked, all but bouncing. Kurt laughed.
"Of course you can."
On impulse, Miriam leant forward and hugged him briefly, before skipping back with Ruth in tow.
Kurt glanced over at Blaine, a giant grin on both their faces.
^.^
Ten minutes later, Blaine and Kurt were each holding a child's hand, backpacks of clothes slung over their shoulders, exchanging bemused glances. They'd signed the paperwork while Miriam and Ruth ran around the building, saying good bye to everyone.
Kurt buckled Ruth into the backseat while Blaine did the same to Miriam.
"We didn't know you guys would be coming today." Blaine started softly.
"So we don't have your rooms set up." Kurt finished.
"Rooms?" Miriam asked.
"We don't have to share?"
"Nope! You get all your own stuff." Kurt laughed. "But they don't have any furniture or anything so we'll have to go shopping for some tomorrow."
"But...Where are we going to sleep?" Miriam asked, confused.
"I thought we could have a sleepover in the lounge room, does that sound okay?" Blaine asked, sliding into the driver's seat as Kurt slid into the passenger seat.
They nodded, still a little overwhelmed.
^.^
At home, Kurt showed them around the house, telling them the only rooms off limits were his study and the kitchen, and only if no one was in there.
Ruth trailed behind Miriam, holding tight to Blaine's hand.
"Blaine?" she whispered.
"Yes?" he whispered back.
"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Of course you can! You don't have to ask." Blaine told her gently. "Do you remember where it is? Or do you want me to show you?"
"I forgot where it is." She admitted.
"Come on then." Blaine said, tugging her gently down the hallway. "It's just here." He said calmly, then pointed to the lounge room. "And I'll be in there when you come out."
^.^
Later that night, the two girls asleep on the sofa bed with Blaine and Kurt either side of them.
"It's odd isn't it?" Blaine asked. "How life doesn't revolve around us anymore. It's all about them...and everything else seems inconsequential..."
Kurt agreed.
"They have a few issues..." he pointed out. "Asking our permission before they do anything." He smiled fondly.
"Katie explained that." Blaine said gently. "Their foster parents were horribly controlling. But they have us now." He whispered gently. "And we can help them."
Kurt took Blaine's hand, a small grin on his lips as he stroked Ruth's fine red hair, leaning forward to kiss Blaine gently.
"We're their daddies now." He grinned. "Daddies."
A/N: Some of these storylines might get repetitive XD