In My Life, I Love You More
March 11, 2024
"Golden slumbers fill your eyes, smiles awake you when you rise."
Blaine heard the melody drifting down the hall, and quietly moved to the bedroom at the end of the hall, smiling at the sight that met him.
"Sleep pretty darling, do not cry," Kurt sang to the little girl, drifting off to sleep in her bed, "and I will sing a lullaby." Blaine smiled as he leaned against he doorway. Kurt glanced up at him and smiled softly before returning his attention to the girl. "Once there was a way to get back homeward; once there was a way to get back home. Sleep pretty darling, do not cry, and I will sing a lullaby."
He leaned in, pressing a kiss to the child's forehead before tiptoeing to the doorway and closing the door behind him and Blaine.
"Is she asleep?" Blaine asked, and Kurt nodded and smiled.
"At the end of the first verse," Kurt told him.
Blaine nodded. "I liked the song choice," he commented.
"My mom used to sing it to me," he replied. "Well, that and 'I Can't Help Falling In Love with You', but I suppose I imagine that singing Elvis to our daughter is a bit more your style."
Blaine hummed in response, taking Kurt into his arms. "I'll have to try that one, next time."
Kurt smiled and pressed his lips to Blaine's cheekbone. "Maybe tomorrow night."
"As if she would let me," Blaine sighed, but Kurt laughed in response.
He thought of reminding Blaine just how quickly she changes her favourite colour, that surely in a few days she'll be tired of Kurt's lullabies and be asking for Daddy Blaine to sing her to sleep. But instead, he simply continued to smile, still cheek-to-cheek with his husband.
"There's plenty of time."