Once There Was The Sun

Kurt sings a lullaby to his daughter.

A drabble

I only own Kenzie

"Mama, sing the song?"

Kurt looked up from his novel at his six year old daughter. Her chestnut brown hair fell loose over her shoulders and her hazel eyes were large. He almost winched at how much she resembled her daughter. With a light smile, he picked her up and took her into her room. Laying her down on the bed, the twenty-seven year old man smiled down at her and kissed her forehead. "Ready Kenzie?"

She nodded her head eagerly. Kurt gave a watery smile.

"Once there was the sun. Bright and warm and wonderful. Shining like the love within my heart..."

As he sang the last note, she drifted off to sleep and he tucked her in, kissing her forehead. He walked out the room, shut off her light and kept the door open just a crack so some of the hallway light could peer in. He sighed and went back into his study and sat down, glancing at the photo of him and his fiance the night they got engaged. Before he lost his sun.

"Now there's no more sun. Winter had killed everything. And although its dark, December, forever I'll remember Sun."

"I miss you Blaine," Kurt whispered and kissed his index and middle finger, let the tips of his fingers glide along the side of the photograph where his late fiance's smiling face. Blaine had never got to see his daughter. In the womb nor in the world.

And although he didn't believe in God, he prayed every night that Blaine was watching them.