{ A thing brought to you by my cat who never learned she is no longer a baby: }

Peter finding some abandoned kittens too young to be away from mom, he can’t leave those babies and takes them home to find they still need milk.
Think of Peter holding each squirming little squeaker and giving them tiny bottles of milk at all hours, being so overly worried when one of them falls over, carrying them everywhere in a blanket/babyholding thing and being so protecting over the fuzzy little jellybeans.

And they are Peters babies, not just anyone can touch his little preciouses. There are very few people he trusts enough to watch them at all.
(like when he goes to the bathroom for 0.03 seconds they still need to be watched) Kurt is one of them though, because Kurt absolutely loves them and Peter figures he might be ok since he’s part cat.
Whenever he is away from them at all he gets so nervous and anxious with a million bad scenarios happening to his babies he speeds back to check in seconds.

But Peter is the cutest little mama, he reads to the kittens, brushes them, pampers those little fluffers and its just so sweet you can’t help but aww and coo when you see him go past, and Peter’s had the biggest crush on you since he saw you but those kittens take all his attention, he hasn’t noticed you smitten stares until he looks up from feeding one kitten to see another wandering across the rug almost 3 feet away, he is so proud for getting that far BUT STAY WITH THE GROUP

And he sees a hand come down and gently tickle under the kittens chin making it mew and then someone crouch down, he’s ready to go full on Mom Mood on the one by his tiny child until he looks up a little, his face flushes red, his tongue is now tied so he can’t speak and he drops the milk bottle (earning protests from the hungry kit) when he sees its you petting the small kitten who is now trying to paw your fingers in battle then two more of the kittens see the new person and start wobbling your way (Peter almost feels offended when he notices)

You look up at him smiling “Hi Peter” well Peter, he can’t talk but stutters out a hi, only choking on his words twice.
 You ask if you could give it a try while gesturing to the other milk bottles next to his feet, he speedily nods and hands you one of the bottles and carefully sets an unfed baby in your palm.

After that Peter somehow always finds himself and his kittens around you, and when he has to do something you’re the one who gets to look after the kittens.
He even worries slightly less! now the kittens have 2 moms, and a kitty Kurt to raise them (you convince Peter its alright to let some of his friends pet the babies, they do need interaction with others. he is wary but doesn’t think its so bad with the little runt of the litter is trying to chew on Warren’s wing.)
(and tough guy Warren who ‘doesn’t like cats’ definitely had tears of joy in his eyes when one of the kittens climbed on his knee)

After feeding the kittens one time though, probably helping peter at 3am feeding, once the kittens are all finally fed all of them full bellied and tired are curled on you and Peter, only for you to look down and see Peter is also snuggled into your side snoring quietly while latched onto your arm, you smile and kiss his forehead lightly, careful not to wake him before dozing off yourself.

Peter starts to get a little worried when the kittens are growing up though, you only hung around him to help out with the babies right? why else would you…
while the kittens, at a teen like size now are playing with a pile of toys he ‘borrowed’ he gets lost in thought, he doesn’t want you to leave.
Maybe he can find more kittens somewhere? he doesn’t realize you sat down on the floor next to him until you laced your fingers with his watching your fuzzy children play you notice Peter isn’t at his normal happiness and get concerned asking him what’s wrong.
He’s sad and doesn’t put up much resistance before telling you “now that they’re big you’re going to stop coming by us, right?” you look at him confused, how could you ever do that? f

Figuring now is as good a chance as any and bundling your nerves you lean forward till your nose touches his, one hand touching his hair lightly and watching his eyes to make sure he isn’t bothered (very shocked right now but certainly not bothered by your closeness) “Y’know….I kind of helped raise them too, even though you’re their mommy of course. But I’m kind of a parent too, right?” Peter nods slowly “Well Peter, we certainly can’t break up a family now can we?” he shakes his head just the slightest without breaking eye contact, intently awaiting your every move.

Peter’s breath hitches when you tilt your head and slowly press your lips to his, when he hesitantly kisses back you smile. pulling back you wrap your arm around him “So Peter, you’re their mommy of course it’s your call.” you smile down at the kitty chewing on Peter’s shoelace “are we a family?” Peter swears he’s never smiled so much “Y-yeah! of course, I mean they can’t just lose their other parent right? they would be devastated and chew all ufo my socks again” he says, shooting the little brown cat a playful glare.
You pull Peter closer against you and kiss the top of his head, sighing contently with Peter’s head rested on your shoulder, both of you watching your fluffy kids.

Who knew some kittens would get Peter the love of his life and you the same?