Warnings for: infantilism, nappies, bottles, sippy cups, crib, dummies, oversized high chair, stroller, car seat, bouncy chair, swing, walker, folded crib and jumperoo.
This story is about Kurt and Blaine living in a infantilism lifestyle 24/7 wher...
(A/N: the dog in the picture above will not be the dog in the story)
The other day, Santana told me that she will be dog sitting for a friend and wanted to know if Blaine and I would want to go over for the day again and just come play with it and of course I said yes, I would absolutely love to go to Santana's place to see the dog.
"Hey baby" I coo to Blaine. This time we didn't have to get up so early.
"Shall we get ourselves some breakfast and make our way to auntie Santana's house?" I say as I change his nappy.
"Eah" he cheers.
"Ok" I chuckle. I go downstairs and Sebastian was making breakfast.
"Well hello to my two handsome fellas" Sebastian says as he kisses Blaine's cheek before kissing me.
"How's breakfast coming along?" I ask as I place Blaine in his highchair.
"Just ready" he smiles as he passes mine and Blaine's plates.
"Thank you" I smile at him.
"No problem" he kisses me again.
"Fank 'ou papa" Blaine smiles.
"You're welcome" Sebastian kisses him again too. We soon eat breakfast and Blaine played for a bit whilst we tidied up.
"Come on then, let's go get dressed" I say to Blaine as I pick him up and head upstairs. I check his nappy, which didn't need changing so I get him dressed into some navy blue joggers, a short sleeve blue shirt and some navy blue and white socks.
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