After their parents found out, Blaine and Kurt started telling everyone else about the pregnancy. A couple of weeks had passed, Kurt was 14 weeks and his appetite had picked up. He was talking to Mercedes on Skype and Blaine had finished work. He could hear them outside the loft.

"Are you okay with this baby stuff?" Mercedes asked, as Blaine fished out his key. He resisted opening the door for a moment. He loved Kurt, but he knew the taller man was very good at pretending he was okay, even if he wasn't.

"Fine." Kurt responded.

"We've been best friends for ten years Kurt," The diva responded. "Maybe you could fool Rachel with that one, but not me."

"Maybe I'm a bit scared," Blaine could hear a crack in Kurt's voice. "A year ago I would have been okay with everything. Blaine living here, a baby. I would have known the despite everything, we'd be okay. But I don't know anymore."

"What do you mean?" Mercedes asked.

"He cheated Mercedes," Kurt responded. "I know it was partly my fault for ignoring him when I should have been there for him, and I forgave him a long time ago, but there is a part of me that thinks I might be raising this baby on my own and I can't do that Cedes."

"Blaine loves you," Mercedes responded. "You know he still does, right?"

"I know he does," Kurt responded. "And I still love him."

"Blaine won't leave," Mercedes said confidently. "He is in it for the long haul. He would never leave you and a baby, believe me."

"I guess I just, I need proof of some sort that he wants to be a part of this," Kurt said eventually. "Because now were going to have something else to tie us together, aside from being high school sweethearts. And I know we aren't dating-"

"Kurt," Mercedes reassured him. "If Blaine didn't want the baby he wouldn't move to New York."

Blaine took the key out of the door quietly, and walked the other way. He got to a quieter corner and dialled the one person he needed to talk to.

"Hello." The older boy answered.

"Coop," Blaine said almost tearfully. "It's Blaine. I need your advice on something."

"Are you okay Blainers?" The older boy asked.

"How can I prove to Kurt, a gesture to show that I'm not leaving?" Blaine asked.

"You can propose?" Cooper offered.

"Propose," Blaine said shakily. "No. We're not even dating."

"You two love each other," Cooper was blunt. "You want to show him you're not going to walk away. Tie the knot. Put yourself on line. The worst he can say-"

"Is no?" Blaine responded. "If Kurt said no it would kill me."

"He is not going to say no." Cooper reassured.

Blaine was in a daze when he hung up. He stopped outside a jewellery store and walked in. He was looking at the rings and stopped at one. He walked away from it, but he went back. He knew he shouldn't be spending money they don't have on a ring, but he was getting two new vocal students and the ring had Kurt's name all over it.

"Do you need help sir?" The woman asked.

"That ring," Blaine looked at it. "Can I look at it?"

Blaine slipped it on his finger and he knew he had to get it. He walked out of the store and placed the velvet box in his jacket pocket. When he got back to the loft, he put it in the box with all his old stuff from Ohio – the one area of Blaine's things that Kurt wouldn't go through.

"Blaine," Kurt came into the room. "Are you okay? You seem upset?"

"I'm fine," Blaine smiled. "It was just a long shift at the restaurant."

Kurt walked out of the room and the smaller man sighed. He was going to ask Kurt to marry him, but the time had to be perfect.