This prompt from whereartthouwildthings: Kurt and Blaine have a daughter, Blaine’s in the army. Their daughter goes to sit on Santa’s lap at the mall and asks for her daddy to come home when Blaine comes out of east frickin’ no where and surprises Kurt and daughter? If that’s not too lame bahahah
NOT LAME BECAUSE I’M CRYING. I HAD JUST SAW THOSE GIFS TOO.
And so I wrote it. Creys. Just imagine Blaine as Darren from this music video.
"Daddy, I’m a little scared," said Lori, looking past a little boy in front of her at Santa.
"Of Santa?" asked Kurt, looking over at his daughter. She held his hand tightly and looked up at him, biting her lip. A nervous habit she had probably picked up from him. She nodded once in confirmation. "Oh sweetie, you do this every year. Santa is always nice. Auntie Brittany even came with you last year and she wasn’t scared, was she?"
"No," said Lori slowly. The boy in front of her was on Santa’s lap now and they were next. After a long moment of silence Lori looked down at her shiny black shoes sadly. "I wish papa was here," she said, almost so quietly that Kurt didn’t hear.
But he did, and Kurt’s heart broke.