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What I Call Life (Part 12)

warblerslushie:

Part Twelve of the blangstpromptoftheday mpreg fic.

Parts 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11

This chapter is LONG. Over 10,000 words with this one so it’s a doozy. Sorry for the long wait. I hope this is worth it! Oh, and the song Blaine dances to in this chapter is this (I actually based his dance on this, so you should check that vid out too! The dancer is just perfection!)

This fic is on FF.net too.

Eating dinner with both Kurt and Landon was a feat within itself. Having a meal with the two of them at the same table in his apartment was strange as hell. It wasn’t like the last time they ate together, where they shared some fast food and ice cream out in public. This was private, this was personal, this was… intimate.

The whole thing scared the shit out of Blaine.

"Daddy? I want more bread."

"What do you say when you want something, Lan?"

"More bread please?"

Blaine reached out for the tray of fresh baked rolls and took one for Landon, breaking it in half before he buttered it lightly and placed it on his son’s plate, watching as the little boy immediately began to nosh on it between bites of soup. Kurt sat quietly across from them, slowly eating his own meal as he observed the father-son interaction before him. Unlike the day before, Blaine was a lot more tense this time around. His shoulders were locked tight, his brows furrowed, and he barely made a move to eat more than a few spoonfuls of his soup, let alone any of the rolls Kurt baked. Deep down, Kurt knew what was bothering him - it was his presence there that was making things uneasy in Blaine’s life, but Kurt was reluctant to leave (as bad as that sounded.) He knew he had no right encroaching on his ex’s life after all these years, but he couldn’t bring himself to go away, not when he was aching with want over what he’d lost.

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this is the first time I hope Klaine dont get back to each other. Best would just stay friend………ಥ_ಥ

can’t hold myslef!!!!!

.ts is best~~~~

Reread “Two Years Later”

darren-food-michele:

psycho2t:

I just can’t let it go. Heartbreaking(ToT)/~~~ when I read it,I mean EVERYTIMES!!!

May I please a link? Thank you!

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/7778306/1/

Reread “Two Years Later”

I just can’t let it go. Heartbreaking(ToT)/~~~ when I read it,I mean EVERYTIMES!!!

I feel I could let u go. Finally.

I feel I could let u go. Finally.

(=゚ω゚)ノ

Where is Blangst!!!!!!!!I need it!!!!!!

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please join me in this.

put a candle for cory on your blog. lets light tumblr up with candlelight.

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What I Call Life (Part 12)

warblerslushie:

Part Twelve of the blangstpromptoftheday mpreg fic.

Parts 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11

This chapter is LONG. Over 10,000 words with this one so it’s a doozy. Sorry for the long wait. I hope this is worth it! Oh, and the song Blaine dances to in this chapter is this (I actually based his dance on this, so you should check that vid out too! The dancer is just perfection!)

This fic is on FF.net too.

Eating dinner with both Kurt and Landon was a feat within itself. Having a meal with the two of them at the same table in his apartment was strange as hell. It wasn’t like the last time they ate together, where they shared some fast food and ice cream out in public. This was private, this was personal, this was… intimate.

The whole thing scared the shit out of Blaine.

"Daddy? I want more bread."

"What do you say when you want something, Lan?"

"More bread please?"

Blaine reached out for the tray of fresh baked rolls and took one for Landon, breaking it in half before he buttered it lightly and placed it on his son’s plate, watching as the little boy immediately began to nosh on it between bites of soup. Kurt sat quietly across from them, slowly eating his own meal as he observed the father-son interaction before him. Unlike the day before, Blaine was a lot more tense this time around. His shoulders were locked tight, his brows furrowed, and he barely made a move to eat more than a few spoonfuls of his soup, let alone any of the rolls Kurt baked. Deep down, Kurt knew what was bothering him - it was his presence there that was making things uneasy in Blaine’s life, but Kurt was reluctant to leave (as bad as that sounded.) He knew he had no right encroaching on his ex’s life after all these years, but he couldn’t bring himself to go away, not when he was aching with want over what he’d lost.

Read More

this is the first time I hope Klaine dont get back to each other. Best would just stay friend………ಥ_ಥ

can’t hold myslef!!!!!

.ts is best~~~~

Reread “Two Years Later”

darren-food-michele:

psycho2t:

I just can’t let it go. Heartbreaking(ToT)/~~~ when I read it,I mean EVERYTIMES!!!

May I please a link? Thank you!

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/7778306/1/

Reread “Two Years Later”

I just can’t let it go. Heartbreaking(ToT)/~~~ when I read it,I mean EVERYTIMES!!!

I feel I could let u go. Finally.

I feel I could let u go. Finally.

(=゚ω゚)ノ

Where is Blangst!!!!!!!!I need it!!!!!!

life

life

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please join me in this.

put a candle for cory on your blog. lets light tumblr up with candlelight.

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What I Call Life (Part 12)
我真的被自己蠢哭了TT TT
Reread “Two Years Later”
Reread “Two Years Later”
(=゚ω゚)ノ

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