Heart Of Glass

Chapter 6

Kurt held his breath, not knowing how to answer to this. The little boy leaneddangerously away from his father's embrace, holding his arms out and making grabby hands.

"Hey, Jules, careful!" Blaine warned as the little boy happily threw himself at Kurt who caught him at the last second, barely holding him. Kurt bumped the kid up a little so he could tighten his arms around him and secure him on his hips.

The businessman smiled awkwardly at the child in his arms. Jules was smiling broadly at him, and started to pat the man's cheek.

"Papa, you're home now! You came back! I wanna know everything about France." Kurt looked between the boy and his father, frowning in confusion.

"Blaine?" Kurt was having a hard time communicating with the child. He kept calling him "papa" and Kurt knew that if the boy continued he wouldn't be able to kept himself from wanting to be his father.

"I might have told him a little about you." Blaine answered, blushing a little and trying to pick up Jules from Kurt's arms.

"No, Daddy. I wanna stay with Papa. I can see you all the time," the little boy rolled his eyes at his father and turned to face Kurt, "I want to be with Papa now."

Blaine looked between the two, a little torn, but nodded anyway.

"Uh, let's sit down, okay?" Kurt smiled awkwardly at the child, trying to remember that he had nothing to do with Blaine's decisions and that he was suffering from the situation just as much.

"So, Jules." Kurt started, after putting the child in the booth and sitting next to him, Blaine sitting in front of them. Kurt felt like an idiot, he had interacted with children before, he knew how to be with them. He just didn't know how to be with this one. He knew that right here and right now he just couldn't screw up. So Kurt picked the only topic he felt comfortable with.

"You have an amazing brooch" The little boy huffed in pride and picked his brooch to show it to Kurt.

"I picked it myself! Daddy didn't want to buy it because brooches aren't for babies. But I'm not a baby anymore so I told Daddy that I wasn't a baby and that I want to dress myself alone and I got the brooch. I love owls, owls are my favorite animal. What's yours?" Kurt listened intently, not quite believing that someone that small could talk that much.

Kurt didn't miss how Blaine was looking at them. Blaine had been looking at them since the beginning, making sure that nothing happened to his son. Kurt didn't feel threatened, but he knew that if needed Blaine would burn him alive if he touched only a single hair on Jules' head.

"I, I don't think I have a favorite animal. But I had a hippo brooch that I liked a lot."

"I know, Daddy told me. Papa, can I have pancakes and bacon and eggs and cheesecakes please?"

"Huh, isn't it going to be a little too much?" Kurt wondered. The boy seemed perfectly comfortable with him being here. It looked like it was a natural thing for him and that the boy had lived with him forever. Kurt on the other hand didn't know how to behave or what to say. Sure the kid was cute and it was easy to talk to him, but still. Kurt also felt confused and torn. The boy knew more about him than he did and it felt like an unfair game.

"Papa? Can you order for me? Please?" Kurt looked down at the child who was waiting for his answer, what he didn't expect though was the biggest pair of puppy eyes looking right at him and a little mouth stuck out in an adorable pout.

Kurt instantly burst out of laughing. It was probably part nerves, part a little too much emotion. But mostly it was how alike Blaine and Jules were. So Kurt laughed, clear and high, patting the boy's curly hair.