(A/N: the blurred part is just six 'z's' also his fingers won't actually be smashed, he just manages to bruise them in the door)
Blaine woke up this morning a little under the weather. He was still himself, he would just occasionally cough or throw up a little, which Bas and I knew what that meant. It was going to be a long day of sickness and an even longer night because he'll be so upset and sick.
"Does fresh air help a baby out or does that make them more sick?" I ask Sebastian as I dressed Blaine in a black and grey long sleeve bodysuit, a pair of black joggers and some black and grey striped socks.
"I'm not sure, I'll guess we'll find out, I mean does he even want to go out today?" Bas says.
"That's true, it might be a bit too cold for him"
"I've just searched it up and it says if baby has a mild cold, it's ok to take them out in public but in our case, it's only the garden" Sebastian says as we make our way down the stairs.
"I mean, he might not even want to go outside but we'll see"
"Baba" Blaine squeals as he dribbled a bit of milk.
"Oh, let's go get you a cloth" Bas says as he goes to the kitchen to get his blue starry cloth.
CZYTASZ
Infantilism Blaine
FanfictionWarnings 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...