When Kurt woke up, he was surprised to see his husband making breakfast, almost naked, only covered a pair of tight briefs.
"Well, aren't you a sight for these sore eyes." Kurt said and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. "I see you made pancakes." Kurt's lips almost touched Blaine's.
"Lemon-Blueberry. Exactly how you like them." Blaine said and crashed their lips together. "PANCAKES." Tracy and Hepburn said as they came running into the kitchen.
Blaine broke the kiss and leaned down to start a tickle fight his son and daughter.
Kurt smiled. He loved his life.
