Okay, I'm late, I know. But here it is: Day 7 of Klaine week.
Blaine yawned as he parked his car in his driveway. It was a long day at work and he was hungry and a little tired. He got out of the car, grabbed his bag, and ran up the porch steps. He could hear a video game blasting from inside and he could smell dinner.
"Honey, I'm home!" Blaine called as he walked through the door.
Blaine smiled and knelt down as a little girl with black curly hair bounded towards him. He pulled her into a hug. "Oh! Hey, sweetie. How was your day today?"
"I made a house out of constriction paper." She announced proudly.
"That's great, Lizzie." Blaine stood up and carried Lizzie to the kitchen where Kurt was taking something out of the oven. He set the dish on the stove and closed the oven door and turned around.
"Hey, babe. How was work?" Kurt turned to his husband and smiled.
"It was exhausting." Blaine set Lizzie on a stool. He was a freelance artist and sang at clubs, weddings, funerals, and school dances. "The wedding I sang at today turned into a riot. The groom's ex-girlfriend showed up, and his bride started a fight with her."
"Yikes." Kurt walked over to Blaine and put his arms around him. "Did you miss me?"
"Only every second." Blaine chuckled and pulled him into a kiss.
"Get a room!" Exclaimed their nine year old son Cooper.
Kurt and Blaine turned to smile at their son. "All right. Why don't you and Lizzie wash up for dinner?"
Cooper shrugged. "Okay. Come on, Lizzie." He helped his sister down and they ran to the bathroom.
"They grow up so fast." Kurt said, his eyes shining with tears.
Blaine put an arm around Kurt's shoulder. "Yeah. Pretty soon, they'll be bringing home dates."
Kurt sighed heavily. "I don't think I'm ready for that, yet."
Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's cheek. "Me neither."
Aaaand that's a wrap! Hope you enjoyed it.