It all started out this morning when Brittany and Santana came over to play and have a bit of a catch up to do with each other. The back doors were open and the kids were playing outside while me and San sat at the table having a chat.
"I'm just gonna pop to the toilet and bring Blaine's dirty stuff down" I tell San.
"Alright, I'll watch the kids" she says.
"Ok thanks" I tell her. I run up the stairs and go to the toilet quickly before going into Blaine's room and finding any dirty clothes or dummies and bottles. That's when I hear a scream that I've never even heard before.
Santana's PoV:
Kurt runs up the stairs to go to the toilet and I sit on my phone for a little while after I did a quick check up on the kids to see if they were alright. A few minutes later and I hear a scream and I instantly knew that that was definitely not Brittany. I rush outside to the back garden to see what was going on and I see Blaine crying his eyes out, screaming and looking at his hand with Brittany sitting next to him on the grass, trying to calm him down.
"Mummy, a bee 'urt Bwaine's 'and" she tells me seriously.
"Oh gosh, alright, thank you for telling me Britt" I praise her as I pick Blaine up and take him to the kitchen, Brittany following me.
"What happened?" Kurt asks as I sit down with Blaine in my arms but before I could answer, Brittany did.
"Bee 'urt 'is 'and" she tells Kurt.
"You mean a bee stung his hand?" He asks as he starts to get cleaning things, an ice pack and bandages out of the cupboard for his hand.
"Uh huh" Brittany says as she stands next to me. I hold Blaine's hand out for Kurt but he tried to pull away as he still cried his eyes out.
"No, no" I tell him as I get a good grip on his wrist. He then started to wiggle so I had to let go.
"Baby, we have to get the stinger out" Kurt crouches down as he had a few supplies that he put on the table. Kurt takes his wrist while I hold the side of his head to my chest to keep him still and so he can't look at what Kurt is doing. I then watch as Kurt gets the tweezers and starts to pull it out.
"AAAAAHHHH" Blaine sobbed his heart out as he moved his legs.
"Alright sweetie" Kurt tries to soothe him.
"It's out baby, it's out" I help Kurt soothe him. Kurt then cleans his hand a bit before putting an ice pack on it to help the swelling.
"Daddy" Blaine sobs as Kurt wraps the ice pack in a bandage to keep the swelling down and probably so he can't take it off.
"Alright honey, I know" Kurt soothes him as he finishes wrapping up the bandage.
"Daddy" he sobs again.
"Alright, I'll take you in a minute" he soothes him again as he clears up all the cleaning stuff. He then moves a bit on my lap.
"Oh come 'ere big boy" I coo as I move him so that he lays his head on my shoulder.
"Here, he might go to sleep" Kurt says as he pops a dummy in his mouth.
"Yeah, he's already going" he says as I could see him smile at Blaine.
"You want me to take him?" He asks me.
"Nah I'm alright" I tell him.
"Ok, if you get fed up, just tell me" he tells me.
"Alright, but I like a cuddly Blaine" I chuckle.
"Mummy, bwaine sweep" Brittany tells me.
"I know baby, but thank you, you did such a good job outside with Blaine honey" I praise her.
"Me 'ere gonna 'all wou bu' bwaine weally 'urt" she tells me.
"That's ok, thank you for sitting with him" Kurt smiles at her.
"Here" he says as he gives her an ice cream.
"Fank wou" she smiles.
"You didn't have to" I tell Kurt as he put the ice cream wrapper in the bin.
"Well, she did a good job, bless her" he tells me.
"I'll go grab a thin blanket" He tells me as he heads to the living room. He comes back a few seconds later, with a small blanket and wraps it around Blaine.
"You wanna stay for lunch?" He asks us.
"Sure, Brittany, do you want to stay for lunch?" I ask her.
"Pwease, wanna pway wif bwaine" she says.
"Alright, we'll stay if that's ok" I ask him.
"Sure, here I'll go lie him down" he tells me.
"Alright" I say. He takes the blanket and throws it over his shoulder.
"Actually, I'll do him a small bottle" he says before quickly rushing round to do Blaine a small bottle, he then comes back and puts the bottle on the table before carefully taking Blaine from my arms.
"Shh shh" he quickly soothes.
"I'll be back down in a sec" he tells me as he picks up the bottle and leaves the kitchen.
Kurt's PoV:
I take Blaine from Santana's arms and run him upstairs. I lay him in his crib and he wakes up a little.
"Here" I whisper as I pop the bottle in his mouth and prop it up on a blanket so he didn't have to use his hands, I put another blanket over him and look at his poor hand. 'Poor baby' I thought as I kissed his head before heading out and heading downstairs.
"He alright?" Santana asks me.
"Yeah, poor baby, I don't think he's ever been stung before, I think this is actually his first time" I tell her as I sit down at the table.
"Brittany has, that's probably why she sat with him because she knew how he felt" she explains.
"Wow, you did such a good job though" I smile at her as she sat on San's lap.
"Did you see what had happened or not?" Santana asks her.
"Uh huh, he 'ut 'is 'and in der air an' a bee 'ent pow in 'is 'and" she tells us as she puts her index finger and thumb together with one hand and has her other hand out straight to demonstrate what had happened and we chuckle a little at her little demonstration.
"Well thank you for telling us" I smile at her again.
"Alright, what do you want for lunch Brittany?" I ask her.
"Titen pwease" she says as she smiles.
"Alright, and San?" I ask her.
"Just a salad please" she says.
"Alrighty" I say as I make their lunches before making mine and Blaine's.
"Here you go" I say to them both as Santana puts Brittany into her seat. I give them their lunches, put Blaine's to the side for now and then sit down with my lunch.
"Thanks" Santana says as she takes a bite out of her salad.
"Fank wou Unca 'urt" Brittany says after Santana.
"You're both welcome" I smile at them both. Once we finish up with lunch, I clear the kitchen up and about this time, Blaine had woken from his nap.
"Hey baby, how was your nap?" I coo at him as he stood up in his crib and rubbed his eyes with one hand and then looked at his other hand.
"Daddy, 'old" he whines a little as he shoves his hand out to show me.
"I know baby, I'll change you and have a look" I tell him as I lie him on his changing table. I quickly change him and take him downstairs and sit at the table.
"Bwaine!" Brittany cheers as she comes running into the kitchen with a smile on her face and a couple of toys in each hand.
"Mm, hungy" Blaine just whines.
"Alright, let's have a quick look at your hand and I'll give you some lunch" I tell him.
"No" he whines like he's about to cry.
"Alright" I say as I grab his lunch and put it beside him on the table, as I start to unwrap the bandage, he grabs a sandwich with one hand and starts to eat.
"It's gone down baby, quite a lot" I coo at him.
"Urt" he says as he looks at it.
"I know, it's very cold too" I tell him.
"Hey sweetie" San coos as she walks in to the kitchen.
"Oh your hand looks a bit better" she coos at him as she has a look too.
"Urt" Blaine tells her as he looks up at her.
"Yeah, but it's alright now" she coos as Blaine still eats his lunch.
"Uh huh me 'tay way fro' bees" he says.
"Yeah, we'll stay away from bees" I repeat him as I kiss his head. A few minutes later and Blaine's finally finishes his lunch, I clear up what he left while the kids went of to play.
"Poor boy" San says.
"I know, I don't know if he'll use it at all or just generally refuse to use it until I tell him that it's ok to use" I explain to her.
"Yeah, well Brittany got stung on her.....leg, I think it was and it had swollen up a bit and after the swelling had calmed down, she didn't walk on it for at least a couple hours because I think she was to scared to walk on it, so she just ended up hobbling everywhere" Santana explains to me.
"That's probably what mister in there will probably do" I tell her as I nod my head toward the open living room where you could see the back of their heads as they played for a little while. We let the kids play for a little while before Santana had to leave.
"Right, I better make a move and get some shopping done and possibly a nap for someone then I need to take my car to the garage to get it sorted" she explains to me.
"Alright, what's up with your car?" I ask her as I walk with her to the hallway so she could put her jacket on.
"I dunno, the engines making a weird noise" she tells me.
"Oh right"
"Brittany? Come here please, we have a busy afternoon" she calls out.
"How you getting home?" I ask her as Brittany and Blaine come through.
"Mercedes is picking us up" she explains as she puts Brittany's jacket on.
"Ok as long as you have a way home as obviously my car is still stuck in my dads garage" I say as I pick Blaine up.
"Still?" She asks, shocked.
"Yeah, I know" I tell her.
"Right, say thank you to uncle Kurt" she tells Brittany.
"Fank wou Unca 'urt" she smiles at me and then hugs me.
"No problem baby" I smile back and hug with one arm as Blaine was in the other.
"Thanks" she says to me as she then hugs me as I hug her back.
"And you probably shouldn't go near anymore bees if you can help it" Santana chuckles as she looks at Blaine's hand.
"Dat 'urt" he says.
"Sorry baby" she kisses it gently.
"Al 'etter" he giggles.
"All better" I repeat.
"Right I shall go, I'll see you later" she says as she walks out to her car.
"Alright, bye" I shout down the drive. I wait until she gets herself and Brittany sorted out before driving down the road.
"Well, I'm glad we haven't got to go anywhere today, we literally have no cars" I tell Blaine.
"Gran'pa?" Blaine asks.
"He has his for work" I tell him.
"Gwan'ma?" He asks.
"Hers is at work too"
"Unca 'inn?"
"At Rachel's for the night, they're all working very very late tonight" I tell him.
"Oh, daddy's?"
"In the garage getting fixed but that also has to stay in overnight"
"Oh"
"I know, we'll be alright" I kiss his head.
"Go play" I tell him.
"Ou'ide?" He asks as he points to the back doors as they were still open.
"Yeah, go on then" I tell him, he runs outside and I clear the living room up a bit while he played outside. Sebastian and I have been dating for a couple of weeks now and dad has finally allowed him in my bed when he sleeps over as long as there's no 'funny business', which there isn't going to be as I don't feel comfortable enough yet especially with Blaine being how he is now. Anyway, he comes over in a little while and Blaine loves him that much that he's started to call him Papa, it was awkward at first but we all got used to it and everyone gets along well.
"Blaine, be careful" I warn him as I looked outside for a second and he tripped up the slide step.
"Tay daddy" he calls back. I've started to try and teach Blaine that if he hurts himself or falls over and cries that sometimes he has to come to me now and not me going to him all the time, I mean of course I'll still go to him but just not all the time, if I think he's alright to get up and come to me, he can, but if it's that bad, then I'll go to him.
A few minutes later and the kitchen and living room were just about tidy before Sebastian gets here.
"Daddy?" Blaine calls.
"Yeah baby?"
"Nappy" he shouts.
"Come here then sweetheart" I call back out to him. He takes his time and I was about to go get him and thats when I heard it. That scream he did earlier when the bee stung him, I've never heard him scream like that before.
"Blaine?" I call out as I try and find him.
"Daddy" Blaine screamed. I find Blaine on the patio, blood dripping from his face.
"Shit" I gasp as I run over to him. I see a bit of glass that looks like it had flown from his hand but had possibly cut right above the eyebrow on the corner of it and he had scrapes on his face as well so I'm thinking he face planted.
"AAAAHHHH!" He sobs really loud.
"Alright baby, alright" I try and soothe him as I take him to the kitchen. I sit him on my lap and try to get a better look at it but he just keeps on screaming.
"Baby, let daddy look at it please, so I know what needs to be done" I try and soothe him. He looks at me and I look at his face, his eyebrow especially.
"Ouch, that looks like it's gonna need stitches" I whisper to myself, not wanting Blaine to hear the word stitches.
"Alright sweetheart" I coo as I rock him for a bit. I really needed to pack a bag as I knew straight away we had to get to the hospital. 'I'm glad there's wipes on the table' I thought as I grabbed them. I tried to wipe his face but he was having none of it.
"Come on baby" I cooed.
"No" he sobs.
"Alright, alright" I sigh as I carry on rocking him. 'It had to be the day where we have no car' I thought again. Sebastian then calls me. 'That's it' I thought.
"Hey babe" he greets.
"Hey Bas, what are you doing now, this is really important, like very important" I say.
"Um I'm actually sitting in my car, ready to head to your place, why?"
"I need to get Blaine to the hospital as quickly as possible, it's urgent" I tell him.
"Alright, I'm coming, I'll be there in about 10 minutes"
"But you usually take 20 - baby don't go to sleep - please be careful"
"I will, see you soon"
"Alright, bye" after we ended the call, I quickly remember to text him that the front door is unlocked so just walk in as Blaine won't let me move at all.
"Baby, stay awake" I coo as I didn't want him to go to sleep as he had a small bruise forming on his forehead, which must have meant he hit his head hard. He had scratched all along his forehead, his right cheek, his chin and all down his nose with a pretty deep cut near the eyebrow. 10 minutes later and I hear Sebastian pull in, he walks in the door and I call out to the kitchen.
"Oh my god, what the hell happened?" He comes in shocked.
"Please take him, I need to pack a bag, but you might want to sit down" I tell him.
"Alright, come here buddy" he says as he sits down.
"Blaine, go to papa, sweetheart" I say to him as I move him to Bas's lap. He doesn't even whine or say anything, he just lays his head on his shoulder. I quickly rush round, putting some nappies in, a few watered sippy cups, empty bottles, milk powder, a few dummies, a blanket, spare muslin cloths, spare clothes, pyjamas, wipes and his little comforter adding a couple of snacks and bottled water for me and Sebastian.
"Is he going to be sick?" Bas asks me, I turn around and instantly knew that yes he was going to be sick. I quickly grab a bucket, remove his hand from his mouth and hold the bucket underneath him. Just in time, he threw up, getting some on his clothes.
"Bags packed, he needs a nappy change that's what he asked before all of this happened" I sighed.
"I can't take him in a dirty nappy, poor boy" I say as I grab Blaine to do a quick change with both nappy and clothes. I change him into a fresh nappy and put at least something a little cooler for him, so I put him in a plain white sleeveless vest, I know it's white and may end up with blood and sick on it, but I have another one so it's alright.
"You not putting anything else on him?" Sebastian asks me.
"No, it's too hot and we need to go" I say as I pick up the bag and take Blaine to Sebastian's car.
"Oh, you already have a seat" I say as I start to clip him into the seat. I get in the back with him and the bucket while Sebastian drives down the road.
"What happened?" Sebastian asks from the front.
"He called out for a nappy change, so I told him to come here, he was taking his time and when I went to go check what he was doing, he falls, obviously on his face, and I see a bit of glass that wasn't far from his hand, so I'm guessing it must have flown into the air, cut his eye first then hit the floor, God knows where the glass came from because I always make sure that the garden is clear for him to run around" I explain.
"Don't go to sleep" I coo to him.
"Hmm" he whines, sadly.
"I know baby, I know" I coo. He then throws back up again into the bucket.
"Daddy" he coughs.
"Poor baby, today is just not your day, huh?" I coo again.
"What'd you mean?" Sebastian asks.
"He got stung by a bee on his hand and now this" I explain.
"Wow, today is seriously not your day bud" Sebastian repeats. We soon get to the hospital and we head to reception.
"Hello, how may I help?" The woman behind the desks asks.
"It's an emergency, my son has cut all of his face and possibly may need stitches" Sebastian rushes out.
"Alright, I'll see if I could get anyone to look at it now for you, is that ok?" She asks.
"That's perfect" Sebastian smiles at her before she goes and gets someone.
"If you'd like to come through" a doctor smiles at us as they lead us to a room.
"Thank you" we were lead to a private room and we sat down.
"I'm Dr. Bland, now what seems to be the problem with this little one" he says.
"Um he's fell over possibly with a bit of glass in hand and as he tripped it must have flown into his face and cut his eyebrow before face planting the ground" I explain as I turn Blaine around.
"Oh wow, looks like quite a fall" he says.
"I did try to clean his face but he was having none of it" I explain to him.
"That's not a problem, let's have a little look shall we?" He says before getting closer to Blaine. Blaine puts three of his fingers in his mouth and chews slightly and I knew what that meant. I grab the now clean bucket of off Sebastian and tell the doctor to quickly move back, I place the bowl under Blaine's chin and he threw up again.
"Oh dear, he must've hit his head a bit hard to cause him to throw up" Dr. Bland says.
"Great" I sigh.
"It's alright, let me do a check and I'll see what needs to be done" he puts latex gloves on and looks at Blaine's cut.
"Definitely stitches" he says.
"I'll take you through to the kids waiting room and someone should be able to stitch them up for you, I'm just the guy that checks things out before sending them off" he explains.
"Ok thanks" Sebastian says, we get up and Sebastian picks up the bag before we follow Dr. Bland to the kids waiting room. We sit down and he chats with to tell us what is gonna happen.
"Is Blaine alright?" Sebastian asks, concerned. We all look at Blaine and he just sits there staring into space, sniffling.
"Baby?" Sebastian calls as he waves a hand in front of Blaine's face. Blaine just still sits there.
"He's in shock, nothing to worry about, he probably won't respond or speak for a while because of it, he's more likely to do gestures if he's up to it or head shakes" he explains.
"Oh, is he allowed to sleep?" I ask him.
"He is but I would allow 15 - 20 minutes only incase something happens" he tells us.
"Ok thank you very much"
"No problem, hope your face heals well little man" he says to Blaine. He then leaves the room, leaving us with a few other parents and children.
"Hey baby" Sebastian coos at Blaine, who still wasn't looking.
"Do you think you can hold him for a minute please, I really need to go to the toilet" I asks Bas.
"Sure" he says as he tries to take Blaine.
"Mmm" is all Blaine does.
"Buddy, come here, it's papa" Sebastian soothes.
"Mmm" he whines again.
"I'll be back in a sec, just go to papa" I coo at Blaine. He finally goes to Sebastian and starts to fall asleep in his lap.
"I'll be back" I tell him as I quickly rush of to the toilet. I do my business and wash my hands before heading back out to see Blaine asleep in Sebastian's arms.
"Aww" I coo.
"Poor little guy, today is just not his day" I sigh as I run my hand through Blaine's hair.
"I'll wrap him up" I whisper as I grab his bag and pull out his blanket. I wrap it around Blaine and then I look at his hand.
"Thanks Sebastian for bringing us, we literally have no cars about and everyone is either overnight or working late" I explain to him.
"No worries, of course I would have taken him anyway" he smiles at me. I hold Blaine's hand and rub it with my thumb.
"Poor baby" I say as I lean in and kiss his head.