Chapter Thirteen

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Blaine looked over at his brother, Cooper across the table, where their fake thanksgiving supper occurred in front of them. "I feel like this is an episode off the Kardashians." Blaine mumbles taking a bite of his mashed potatoes, and turkey on his plate. Cooper laughed loudly, rolling his eyes and shrugging.

"So having a supper with Mom is much better?" Cooper asked his eyebrows raised up while shoving potatoes into his mouth. "Are you seriously hung up on Kurt?" He smirked over at him. "He has a son, you know? Your like 24 years old."

Blaine shrugged swirling his Pepsi around with his white with red stripes straw around his cup. "Honestly, I don't even care anymore." Blaine sighed and shoved his half eaten plate away, and taking a long sip of his pop. "Since when have I ever thought things through anyways Coop?"

Cooper chuckled and huffed licking his plate clean and sliding it towards the edge of the table. "Well, do you have plans to meet with his again?" Blaine shook his head no. "Then if your made for each other you'll find your way back somehow."

Calling the waitress over for the debit machine, Cooper paid and than they were on their way out the door pulling their jackets on in the process.  "Okay, so I will see you tomorrow right?" Blaine asked. "Your picking me up to go to the airport, 9 o clock sharp." They parted ways with Cooper heading back home and Blaine to a hotel.

After Blaine turned twenty, his father was arrested for child abuse and sent to jail for 7 years with no parole. Blaine smiled out the window on his way back to his fancy hotel room ready to soak in the hot tub than head straight to sleep. He arrived at the hotel ten minutes later and rushed towards the hot tub after he changed into his swim trunks.

Blaine opened one eye and smiled he saw the little boy staring at him curiously. "Hi mister?" The little boy about 4 years old said to him. "My favorite color is blue." Blaine chuckled and looked around to see if an adult was approaching at all before looked back at the wide eyed boy.

"Would you call me crazy if I said I love the color purple?" Blaine questioned tilting his head at him. "But blue is a pretty color too." Blaine added.

The boy looked like he was in thought before finally answering Blaine. "Purple is a pretty color, my name is Cole, what's yours?" Cole asked smiling at him expectantly.

Blaine smiled and nodded. "Blaine Anderson, and how old are you?" The boy held up his four fingers and grinned proudly. "Wow, I'm 25 years old. Where is your mom and dad?"

A women in her twenties approached awkwardly. "Cole!" She screeched at him grabbing his upper arm. "What the hell we're you thinking talking to a complete stranger let alone a gay man." She huffed glaring at Blaine before starting to walk away.

Blaine hopped up angrily and followed behind. "Excuse me? But the last time I heard you don't treat children like that?" Blaine replied glaring back at her. The boy, Cole had his eyes wide in fear while he tried to escape. "Now let that boy go." The women growled angrily and ran off out of the room.

Blaine crouched down to aim his height of Cole. "Was that your mommy?" Blaine asked softly, pulling the boy into a hug. The boy shook his head. "Than where is your mommy?" The boy breathed out deeply and shrugged before mumbling; "Dead."

Blaine's breathing picked up heavier and he sat down in the hot tub. "Are you here alone?" He asked again cautiously. Cole nodded and sighed slightly, clutching his hand onto Blaine's pants. "Okay let's get dried then go to the front desk." Blaine suggested calmly, pulling his shirt over his head and taking the boys hand before walking out to the front desk.

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Kurt laughed with Mercedes and Tina as they watched their usual rom coms in Tina's parents house, with Mike hanging out with Sam he hadn't bothered to come downstairs. "I haven't talked to real people in forever." Kurt sighed loudly almost exhausted. "So yesterday I saw Blaine again, he thinks I have a boyfriend."

Tina and Mercedes looked between each other surprised before looking back at Kurt expectantly. "So he knows you have mason?" Tina replied tilting her head before shoving her mouth full of popcorn and potatoes in her mouth. Kurt nodded. "So that's a good start."

Kurt nodded and smiled slightly. "Do you know something I don't?" He snarled at her, eyeing his high school bestfriends. Mercedes giggled, while Tina pushed her arm before falling in giggles as well. "Please just tell me." He pleaded.

"Okay, well he's roommates with Mike." Tina smiled at him excitedly. "Still good looking, got a degree for teaching and musical theater. Teaches Grade fours, and is single." Tina shrugged thinking some more. "Mike says he talks about you sometimes just wondering how you are?"

Kurt blushed and smiled happily. "He asks about me? He said he's visiting his Brother." Kurt shrugged quietly. "But he didn't mention his parents?"

Tina shrugged and laughed. "So anyways does Mason sleep through the night yet?" She questioned, Kurt shook his head no and groaned annoyed.

"No, fuck!" Kurt groaned and stuffed the pillow over his face. "He wakes up at 4am than again at 7am every morning." Mercedes cooed at him sympathetically and rubbed his back. "You can sleep in tomorrow morning. Rachel doesn't come until tomorrow afternoon for thanksgiving right?"

Kurt nodded grateful and smiling he went to bed that night at 10 o clock earlier than Tina and Mercedes, The next morning Kurt woke up again at 11 that morning. Mike and Kurt talked about dance classes that are good for babies, along with vocal lessons, Kurt nodded and said he would think about it.

Kurt arrived back at his parents home to the noise of Mason sobbing from upstairs, hastily taking his shoes and coat off he charged upstairs. "Mason?" Kurt cooed at him,  walking towards him and picked up the baby into his arms and rocking him back and forth. "Shh baby boy, It's okay, daddies back."

The baby soon called down and Kurt settled him back down into his crib. "I'm going to go change than I'll help Carole with supper. I'm making my famous cinnamon rolls, with the help of Mason." Kurt called to his dad and step- mother, going upstairs to change into his skinny jeans and short sleeved Blue shirts. Fixing his hair quickly and brushing his teeth he quickly walked back downstairs taking Mason from Carole. "Let's make cinnamon rolls." He sang happily.

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