So incase you didn't fully understand the last chapter, in this AU they've been best friends since they were 5ish and boyfriends since they were (I'll explain and write that up at some point) These chapters are just situations that occur in my head when I'm on the bus and thinking about this 'verse. Hence the fluff... they will vary in length but I'll try not to make them too short!
"Mom, we're gonna go to the can aisle" It was the height of Summer and Kurt and Blaine are ten. They were out food shopping with Blaine's family, after a Saturday morning filled to the brim with cartoons. Although it would've made more sense for the pair to split and get twice the amount from the list, in half the time, Julia Anderson didn't have the heart to tell them to hurry up, their idle wandering and hands swinging was far too sweet. She watched Kurt'n'Blaine near the end of the aisle, they both tugged their hands away to wipe the damp sweat against their jeans before linking fingers once more. She mused about how they didn't even seem to consider the benefits of not holding hands in this heat. She told herself she only let them do it for safety, for fear of one losing the other and not because she couldn't bear to see their big hurt eyes, though (to be honest) it was probably safer if they didn't hold hands anyway, considering this wasOhio. She watched them round the corner, they both hated food shopping, (well Kurt hated it, Blaine didn't mind it, ergo... they both hated food shopping) yet it had never seemed to cross either of their minds that if they walked a little faster; picked up items separately; or simply didn't complain so much about brand names; that the time would go faster. Instead they bickered like a married couple.
Personally, Julia didn't mind food shopping, especially when the sun was beating against the pavement with a vengeance and the convenience market had a powerful AC. Jonah wriggled about in his kiddie seat and she checked off 'plain flour' from her list as she set the bag at the bottom of her cart. She looked at the roll of cookie dough as her trolley squeaked past, so much cheaper but so many more arguments... Her mind wandered on the events that would follow if she presented the prepackaged food to Kurt, he would probably pull a heartbreakingly weak smile, innocently hurt questions playing through his eyes; 'why don't you like my cookies?' Hah! Like that would happen, more like; Blaine: 'Kurt says I'm not allowed to eat processed food or else I'll get fat and he'll dump me.' Julia knew for a fact that wasn't true, she'd seen Kurt playing with the baby pudge lining Blaine's tummy with amusement at their paddling pool party last spring. Her hands didn't even linger over the tube of sweetness that even she had a taste for as she passes the cookie dough.
She found them in the can aisle, like Blaine had warned. Kurt was giving Blaine a lecture on the benefits of tuna in brine, as opposed to whatever 'diabolical' tin he'd found at the back of a shelf. Blaine simply smiled and took the can from Kurt's grasp, kissing his knuckles before leading a mumbling Kurt away. His eyes lifted from Kurt's face and a blush painted his cheeks as he caught her eye, she guesses that she wasn't supposed to see that kiss, therefore she feigns ignorance
"Did you get the tuna?"
Jonah blows bubbles in his seat and Kurt takes control of the trolley, his slightly taller frame peeking over the handle to stare down the curly haired baby, in defiance. How could tuna get the boy in such a muddle? Jonah makes grabby hands and Kurt reaches some fingers through the bars, the cart swerving off course slightly. Before Julia can steady it, Blaine's in control, picking up the other side of the handles, his neck craning slightly as he stares up at the shelves. It's like a psychic dance and Kurt's got Blaine so whipped she can't help but bite back a laugh. As Kurt tickles Jonah's chin with scrabbly fingertips Blaine hums the melody of a Disney chorus.
"What's next mommy?" he questions.
In the car on the way home Blaine tugs of a hunk of baguette and passes it to Kurt in the back seat. The older boy's nose crinkles slightly and Blaine laughs, dusting the crumbs onto the car mat. Julia chides her child and Blaine rolls his eyes, putting away the bread and instead retrieving a bag of grapes. He chews intently on them for a few moments before offering one to Kurt. Kurt's got his 'hell-to-the-no' face (which he's perfected from Mercedes Jones) on and Julia is waiting for a talk on the use of pesticides in fruit production. But her boy just rolls his eyes and nibbles off the skin before he pushes the grape through his boyfriend's pursed mouth. Kurt contentedly chews, a small smile on his lips and Julia laughs to herself, Blaine's the only person who could successfully think of a way to divert Kurt's attention and be considered romantic at the same time, though she doubts Kurt even knows what 'romantic' means just yet. God help her future teenage son.
SIX YEARS LATER (2010)
Kurt bounces a baby Milly on his hip as Jonah grapples on Blaine's back, arms wound tight round his brother's neck and legs hooked round his waist in a piggy back. Kurt and Blaine's fingers aren't entwined but their bodies walk close enough to share heat with the occasional brush of skin on skin and headphones dangle between them. Julia walks beside them, pushing the trolley with a few, more noticeable, grey hairs, laughter lines framing her bright eyes. Kurt smiles at Milly and hands her a raisin that he dug from the red box in his front pocket, she clutches at the fruit with chubby fingers before stuffing her fist in her mouth. Blaine smiles and pushes a hair from Kurt's eyes and back to his coif. Kurt hums his appreciation as they wander along. The tinny voice of Ursula echoes from their iPod. He and his boyfriend had spent the morning watching cartoons. Something's never change. Well, except... his stepbrother joined them.
"Tuna or Salmon?"
"Uck. Really Blaine, we're having this discussion... again?" Blaine just grins impishly, handing the treasures of his right hand to Jonah to carry. Kurt chances a side ways glance before rolling his eyes and snatching the fish away. Balancing Milly on his side with one arm he replaces Jonah's load with the tins of tuna. Blaine just glances around, before he reaches (on his tiptoes) to peck his boyfriend on the cheek and Kurt obliges. Leaning into the touch of lips on bone.
"You know I'm just teasing" he murmurs and Kurt allows himself a small smile and nods. Milly giggles at the boys effectively surrounding her in a hug and grabs the front of Blaine's shirt in a vice that Kurt can't untangle lest he drop the child in his arms. They end up walking in an awkward dance, stepping backwards to Julia and her trolley.
"Mom" Blaine calls. The mother laughs at the sight, fondly loosening her daughter's grasp and relieving Kurt of the girl in his arms by lifting Milly into the child seat. Blaine swoops Jonah off of his back and nudges him towards the cart, where he clambers into the large basket as Julia fiddles around with Milly's caught up dress.
"Blaine!" she chides, but Blaine just grins and links his hands with Kurt as they wander on behind, music still humming in their ears.
In the car on the way back, Blaine has a peeled orange in his hand that he's scratching the pith off. The smell of citrus invades the small space and Kurt leans forward for a segment that Blaine feeds to him, his own hands too busy buckling Milly into her bumper seat. Julia loads the bags into the boot of the car and watches with pleased eyes at their comfortable ease. That is, until she hears the call from the back of the parking lot. One word and she knows her son would've heard it too, yet he doesn't even flinch at the hatred. He catches Kurt's eye and Kurt laughs brightly.
"I love you" Kurt mouths, ducking his head beneath the car seat in an attempt to conceal his confession from his boyfriend's mother. It isn't like Julia hasn't heard him say those words to her son thirty nine times already. Yep, she's counting. She knows it's been said more, but that's the amount of times she's heard it been said.
"I love you too" Blaine replies with ease. And he does. And they love and they conquer and they eat oranges on Saturday afternoons.
AN: I was going to do another section of their future in the supermarket too but I thought it was a nice end...
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