FIVE YEARS LATER-

"Honey! Can you get Valentia? This design is due in two days!" Kurt calls.

"But I have to be on stage in an hour!" Blaine calls back.

Kurt sighs.

"Fine." He grumbles wheeling himself to their daughters room.

Valentia (Courage in Spanish) Elizabeth Hummel is a year old.

"Hey baby." Kurt coos. She babbles back.

He smiles sweetly before lowering the crib side and pulling her into his lap.

She smiles up at him with her matching blue, green, and gray eyes. Her brown curls stand slightly.

"Let's go find papa." He says holding her with one arm while using an electronic control to steer to the music room.

Blaine was scrambling around, throwing sheet music.

"Honey? Are you okay?" Kurt asks.

"Fine." Blaine says sternly.

"Blaine..." Kurt sighs.

"It's just...this show is a big deal! I wrote these songs myself and I want it to be perfect." He groans crashing onto the piano seat.

"Blaine, you poured your heart and soul into those songs. They're perfect. You're perfect. Nothing about that will change." Kurt says softly.

"The songs are from my heart, because they're about you." Blaine whispers.

Kurt is silent for a moment.

"Can I hear one?" Kurt asks. Blaine nods not trusting his voice. Then he turns to the piano...

I could write and books in my sleep, without thinking too deep

I could speak for a hundred days,

I could explain a concept that you didn't get

And I would do it in one thousand ways

I could write you a poem Shakespeare or Cole would have called their own

But everything changes now that you're mine

And all of my words are left behind

Cause no matter how hard I try my tongue is still tied by you

I just wanna tell you I love you, but it's the hardest thing to say

I turn my head upside down, trying find some kinda way

Just to tell you I need you, in a way that will be heard,

I try to be a poet, but since I met you, I've never been good with words

Just to be specific and be explicit, never thought I'd concentrate

Do you have any idea what it's like to feel something you just can't articulate?

But baby now that I've heard, the trick to the verse, could have done for you

But everything changes now that you're mine

All of my words are left behind

Cause no matter how hard I try, my tongue is still tied by you

I just wanna tell you I love you, but it's the hardest thing to say

I turn my head upside down, trying find some kinda way

Just to tell you I need you, in a way that will be heard,

I try to be a poet, but since I met you, I've never been good with words

There's only so many different ways

There's only so many only old cliches

That I can do, so what can I do,

Tell me what can I do

I just wanna tell you I love you, but it's the hardest thing to say

I turn my head upside down, trying find some kinda way

Just to tell you I need you, in a way that will be heard,

I try to be a poet, but since I met you

I just wanna tell you I love you, but it's the hardest thing to say

I turn my head upside down, trying find some kinda way

Just to tell you I need you, in a way that will be heard,

I try to be a poet, but since I met you

I try to be a poet, but since I met you

I promise you I'm a poet, but since I met you

I've never been good with words

"For not being good with words, that was amazing." Kurt says wiping a tear away.

Blaine leans over to hug his husband.

"I love you." He whispers into Kurt's hair. Kurt kisses his cheek.

"I love you too."

Valentia is curled between them, fast asleep.

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I was asked for a follow up so...I hope this is okay. The song is "Words" by Darren Criss.