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“Can I has that?” Blaine asks, pointing to a box of Lucky Charms sitting on the shelf. 

“No.” 

Blaine kicks Cooper in the thighs a couple more times before he points again, this time to box of Trix. “Can I has that?”

“No,” Cooper replies again with a heavy sigh, pushing the shopping cart slowly down the aisle with his four year old brother continually swinging his legs back and forth and kicking him. Why his mother needed these groceries right away when she had to take their sister to some girly dance class thing, Cooper really doesn’t understand, but there was clearly no arguing with her. 

Blaine makes a particularly exasperated face and falls forward dramatically against Cooper’s chest. “What can I has?” 

“According to Mom’s list… you can have Bran Flakes.” 

“Ewwww!” Blaine’s little face scrunches up in disgust and his hands come up to cover his cheeks, making it impossible for Cooper not to laugh. Blaine pouts, even though he knows it’ll do no good, and just looks around some more instead of arguing. That’s when he sees him— the most prettiest boy he’s ever seen in his whole life. The little boy is in a cart a little farther down the aisle, playing with a stuffed cat while his mommy gets stuff from the shelves. Blaine thinks his bowtie makes him look very handsome. When the little boy looks up, Blaine waves and smiles at him, causing the little boy to duck his head back down and his cheeks get all pink. Blaine thinks it’s adorable. “Can I has him?” he mutters in awe. 

Cooper raises an eyebrow and looks over his shoulder, laughing brightly when he sees the little boy smiling back at his brother. “I don’t think his mom would like that very much. She’d probably miss him. Who knows though… maybe someday.” 

“Alright,” Blaine says, still staring intently at the other boy. “I think I’ll like someday.”