Chapter 6

A really great friend. The words were echoing inside Kurts head as he lay with Blaine securely wrapped in his arms. The pregnant man had fallen asleep some time earlier, but Kurt could not stop the words running through his head.

He had planned on being a really great friend. He could see that Blaine needed someone to talk to, a person who could offer him some comfort in this turbulent time. He liked Blaine a lot, and their easy camaraderie made their friendship so effortless.

He had really tried to be a great friend.

But lying here with Blaine covered so securely by his arms, his hands still resting on his swollen stomach, he knew that he had failed. He no longer wanted to be just a really great friend. Somewhere along this road, Kurt had started falling in love with Blaine.

Of course, the moment that Blaine had uttered those words, the feeling of incompleteness had filled him so rapidly, his head had started spinning. He didnt want to be just Blaines friend. But he couldnt say that; not now. So instead of taking the risk of opening his mouth and admitting this realization, he had settled for grasping Blaines hand in his, and squeezing to show his appreciation of the sentiment. Now, however, he was left with his thoughts, and they were creating a mixed mess in his mind.

He wasnt in love with Blaine just yet, but it was close. Somewhere along the way, the mans easy laughter, beautiful eyes, and quiet strength had won him over, and it was the worst possible timing.

Blaine had just experienced a terrible breakup, and he clearly was not over the pain and hurt that his ex had caused him. He was only just getting himself back together, rebuilding his life for himself, and for his baby.

There was the next problem. Blaine was pregnant. Pregnant with another mans child. He was going through a stressful time trying to adapt to becoming a single parent, and that was going to be a full time job.

Even if he liked Kurt in that way, getting into a new relationship and learning to trust again, along with giving birth and then caring for a newborn was daunting for Kurt just to think about.

A small voice in his head was objecting. You could help him! Hell need someone to show him how wonderful he is, and you can help him with the baby. But getting involved in a new family? How could he ask Blaine to put that trust in him after such a short time together?

And why was he feeling this all of a sudden anyway? Was it because of the baby? Kurt had always wanted a family. It was always an abstract idea in his head, a vague future that he would begin planning when he got a steady boyfriend that he could visualize spending the rest of his life with. Of course, he had never found anyone, so maybe this was his subconscious telling him that he was ready for a family, and Blaine was already half way there, Kurt could just slot right in perfectly. But that wasnt fair on Blaine; he deserves much more than that.

No, he needed to be very careful of his emotions around Blaine, and think this through. He wouldnt say anything that would make Blaine uncomfortable around him when he had just told him how much he appreciated him.

Kurt took a shaky breath, and closed his eyes, chasing a sleep that would not come. ��

The next day, Kurt and Blaine woke up in the exact same position that they had fallen asleep in, groaning from stiff muscles and, in Kurts case, a dead leg. Blaine was a bit embarrassed about their impromptu sleepover, but when Kurt walked to the kitchen and offered to make them breakfast without a trace of awkwardness, Blaine followed his lead and simply fell back into their easy banter.

Kurt decided on fruit salad and pancakes for breakfast after seeing the way Blaines eyes lit up at the mere mention of syrupy goodness. He poured himself a large mug of coffee, and offered Blaine a glass of juice.

It wasnt until Blaine was eating his pancakes with enthusiasm that he noticed Kurts gaze on him.

Blaine swallowed delicately, and asked, "What?"

"Excuse me?" Kurt said, his eyes seemingly coming into focus on Blaines.

"I know I have syrup everywhere, but your staring is going to give me a complex," Blaine said, raising an eyebrow. "Avert your eyes until the pancakes are done, and Ill go back to being a civil member of society."

Kurt didnt laugh, and his eyes widened at being caught in his absent minded gazing. The chuckle at Blaines teasing came a few seconds too late. Maybe Kurt was also covering up the last few traces of awkwardness, and Blaine reached up and patted his hair self-consciously anyway.

"Is it my hair? I know it goes crazy in the night," Blaine murmured, but Kurt quickly stopped his actions.

"No, stop!" He then looked oddly embarrassed at his outburst, and said, "No, it looks really cute. The whole pajamas and crazy hair thing. Its actually really nice." His sentence grew softer and softer as he reached the end so that Blaine could barely hear him at the end, but he smiled all the same.

"Thanks," he said shyly. He was a bit confused at this weird change in their dynamic, but Kurt quickly changed the topic to the plans for the day, and when they had both eaten their fill, Kurt walked Blaine to the door so that they could get ready for work.

"So, come over tonight and Ill cook for you," Blaine said with a smile. "Ill return the favor."

Kurt smiled indulgently, "Blaine, you cooked for me last night too."

"Yes, and Ill do it again tonight if you want to come over?" He looked inquiringly at Kurt, who nodded eagerly.

"See you after work." And with that, Blaine was crossing the hallway, and opening his own door, giving a small wave, and disappearing behind it.

Oh god. Kurt needed help. � �