Blaine held Kurt all night; they fell asleep in each other’s arms, still in the clothes they had worn to Kurt’s appointment, the papers Doctor Lancaster had given Kurt scattered across the bed spread beside them.

Kurt was jerked from his sleep by a twisting in his stomach and once more found himself hunched over the toilet until he was dry reaching since he hadn’t eaten anything since lunchtime the day before. This was going to get tiring very, very quickly now he knew it was going to be happening for the next couple of months.

Oh god.

That thought brought yesterday’s news right back to the front of his mind.

Pregnant.

Kurt slid down until he was sitting on the bathroom floor. He and Blaine hadn’t talked about what they were going to do, not really, even though Blaine had promised he wouldn’t leave Kurt alone.

Kurt didn’t look up when Blaine entered the room and put his arms around Kurt's shoulders comfortingly. Kurt didn’t even want to think about this. He had been worrying so much about what Blaine would think or say or do that he hadn’t even stopped to consider what his father, or their friends, would say.

Burt would be angry, he would be so disappointed and Kurt didn’t want to disappoint his father, that was the last thing he wanted to do, and what about Carole? Would his step-mom think he was a freak?

Oh and Finn, his step-brother would probably be confused as hell and once you told Finn something it didn’t stay a secret for long because he always told Rachel everything and she certainly didn’t understand the meaning of personal.

Kurt was terrified of what the world would say. He was such a confident person on the outside; he would never let his bullies see him hurting and he had barely shed a tear since his mother’s death. Maybe sometimes it wasn’t good to keep things bottled up and since he had been with Blaine he bottled things up les.

Despite all that he didn’t want everyone to think he was even more of a freak. These male pregnancies might be more common but it wasn’t hugely public knowledge since he was gay and had never heard of another couple with a child that was biologically their own; both of theirs.

Kurt physically shivered at the thought of what was to come; both the expected and the unexpected, his hands involuntarily dropped to cover his lower abdomen. Kurt felt Blaine's arms pulling him closer into a hug.

“Hey honey come shower.”

Blaine said softly pulling Kurt to his feet. The taller boy worked on auto pilot as he took the glass of water and rinsed the acid taste from his mouth before stripping down and showering. Blaine had left the room but by the time Kurt was finished washing Blaine was back with Kurt's towel in hand and softly dried off Kurt who was almost unable to function as if his brain was pushing through the motions.

Kurt dressed in silence as Blaine showered and when the shorter boy exited the bathroom he stared at his boyfriend for a few moments in confusion as he pulled on his school pants.

Kurt was dressed simply in his grey uniform pants and white shirt. Yes it was Tuesday so yes he had to wear school uniform but there were no accessories that Kurt had been gradually adding to his uniform that often included accessories on his blazer lapel or shirt collar or even a belt or suspenders ever now and them.

There was something subdued about Kurt and Blaine could tell the other boy was worried, even scared, from the way his glaze eyes were darting around the room and was biting his lip which was now very pink and swollen.

“Kurt, honey, come here.”

Blaine held out his hand to Kurt, which he took in both of his, gripping so tight Blaine feared for his blood circulation. Blaine sat with his back to the head board and legs open. He pulled Kurt into his lap and held him tightly.

“Now listen to me Kurt, I can see your scared, hell, I’m scared too. I want us to be really honest about this because, I mean, we are in High School and this is something I know I never believed could happen so it’s a huge shock. So let’s take out time, I want you to be comfortable and confident and sure as to what to do. So I'm not going to pressure you and whatever decision you make I will support you. Like I said last night I promise I'm not going to leave you. I love you Kurt Hummel and this is our baby and I'm not going to make you do anything by yourself. I think you, we, need to at least tell your Dad sooner rather than later whatever decision you make and I will be there beside me, if you want me to be, even though your Dad will probably skin me alive, but if you will have me I will be right there with you.”

Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear; pouring every ounce of honesty he could muster from his heart into those words. Blaine had never been the best at expressing his feelings and Kurt knew that, but Kurt had opened him up; when it came to Kurt, Blaine could say anything he felt so easily, the words just came to him and he didn’t have to fight it. Yeah, maybe he would never be as eloquent as Kurt but the sentiment was always the same and Kurt always reminded him of that.

“Blaine, my Dad, he’s going to-“

Kurt stuttered and then the tears came. He sobbed into Blaine's bare chest, unable to control his fears anymore.

“Shhh, my love, it’s all going to be okay. Please don’t get yourself worked up it’s not good for the baby.”

Blaine stroked Kurt's unstyled hair, pressing kisses into it. Blaine didn’t even blink using the word baby; it was like it was the most natural thing in the world. He had dreamed of a family with Kurt, though he never expected they would be able to have one naturally of their own but he wasn’t about to argue with their little miracle.

“But he-“

Kurt hiccupped, as his sobs caught in his throat.

“Just remember your Dad isn’t going to hate you, he won’t be angry, he isn’t like that. You weren’t to know this could happen, he will understand, I promise honey.”

Blaine reassured his boyfriend, trying to reassure himself in the process. The last thing he wanted was for Burt to react badly and Blaine had had enough experience of parents reacting badly to last him a life time, he didn’t want Kurt to go through the same thing. But Burt couldn’t be more different to Richard Anderson.

Kurt eventually calmed down; his breathing slowly returned to normal and he looked up into Blaine's eyes properly for the first time since the news yesterday. Being in Blaine's arms calmed Kurt; he felt safe there, like he was home. He truly believed that Blaine wouldn’t leave him. How had he ever doubted his love?

They had such a good relationship, not just as boyfriends but as friends. They always trusted each other with everything, always communicating and making sure they were both totally comfortable. For example the first time they had made love.

It had been slow and careful; always making sure the other was comfortable before they took the next step every time. It had been filled with hasty unpractised motions, jittering nerves and anxious laughter.

But in the end it had been perfect because it was totally them. There was no sense of rush, no pressure, just love.

Kurt had never doubted Blaine before and he wasn’t about to start now.

“Honey, if you don’t want to go to class today I can tell them you are ill and I can come back and stay with you?”

Blaine suggested, his eyebrows knitting together in worry.
“No Blaine, I'm fine.”

Kurt replied bluntly, sitting up and stalking back into the bathroom to continue his moisturising routine.
Blaine sighed almost inaudibly; this must be those mood swings. He got up off the bed and followed his lover into the bathroom and snaked his arms around the slim boy’s waist.

“Baby, I'm just worried about you, that’s all.”

Blaine said, pressing a kiss to Kurt’s neck.

“Stop worrying, Blaine, this is all normal, didn’t you read those papers? This is just like any other pregnancy so I’m going to get sick, I’m going to get hormonal and cry so just leave me alone.”

Kurt snapped.

“Honey, I can’t help but worry, I never have, and now I have two of you to worry about.”

Blaine sighed, trying not to get exasperated. Though, now he thought about it, Kurt was probably more exasperated by the mood swings than he was.

Kurt finished his morning routine before speaking to Blaine again.

“I just don’t feel like I have control over any of this, Blaine”

Kurt eventually spoke up, biting his lip.

“It’s like it’s all just been thrown upon me. My body isn’t mine anymore with the sickness and mood swings. Then there is suddenly the pressure of telling my Dad something that I didn’t even know could happen. That’s the worst. I didn’t even know it could happen, it was never my choice.”

Kurt said carefully, never quite meeting Blaine’s eyes.
Blaine caught Kurt’s chin with his thumb.

“Kurt, do you- do you not want to keep it?”

He asked in a hoarse voice. Of course he would support Kurt whatever decision he made, it was his body after all and Blaine respected his boyfriend enough to not pressure him. But Blaine had never really considered this option; the news was still so fresh that his mind hadn’t yet surpassed the initial “we are having a baby” stage enough to think ahead.

It was hard enough growing up a gay teen in Ohio, and it was hard growing up as teenage parents, but throw both of those together and you really did have a challenge to say the least.

Kurt moved over to sit on the edge of the bed, his eyes cast down, but flickering up when Blaine sat down beside him.

“I'm just so scared Blaine. What will everyone say? We were bullied enough for just being gay, but now we have physical proof walking around.”

Kurt absently gestured to his stomach.

“Not just that, but we are teenagers, we will barely be out of High School, can we really raise a baby on our own?”

Kurt bit down on his lip hard this time and drew blood.
Blaine leaned over and kissed it away.

“I promise I won’t try and force you to do anything but we can do this. We got through the bullies before, we are safe here at Dalton we know that, and as for raising a baby I just know we can do anything.”

Blaine replied taking Kurt's hand.

“Remember when I promised that we could do it together when you very first visited Dalton? That didn’t stop being true after you confronted Karofsky and moved here you know. Whatever happens I will be right here beside you.”

Blaine moved Kurt's hand to his own heart, covering it with his own palm.

“We can do this.”

Blaine whispered before leaning in to kiss his glassy-eyed lover.

The kiss started out soft and slow but soon Kurt was kissing back with a fierce passion, his tongue fighting into Blaine's mouth and battling for dominance as they moved their mouths together like a tango. Kurt won out the fight and explored every inch of Blaine, before licking across Blaine's lower lip; tasting.

The boys both shuddered as the kiss heated but Blaine pulled back.

"We can."

Kurt replied, repeating Blaine's works.

Blaine slid off the bed.

“We have to go to class now, baby.”

He grinned, pecking Kurt on the check and slipping his shirt and blazer on and heading for the door.