
June 8, 2012, 9:05 a.m.
June 8, 2012, 9:05 a.m.
He rested his hand on his belly and sipped from his sprite can, God, he could not wait to be allowed caffeine again. It was all fine until Burt started reading books on in-utero baby care. He took away Kurts caffeine, wouldn't let him stand within a foot of the microwave, and he could only travel up the stairs four times a day. It was humorous at first, but then Blaine and Finn hopped on the band wagon, so now he's watched like a hawk. Which is why he's surprised that he's been left unsupervised for more than ten minutes in the school Cafe. Well, Collin was there but he doesn't really count. His mind has been elsewhere, which reminded Kurt to ask what happened last weekend at Daves, like he already didn't know.
Kurt rolled his eyes at his musings, and watched Dave and Blaine cross over from the other side of the cafe, trays in hand. Kurt locked eyes with Dave and gave him an 'I know what you did last weekend' look. Dave blushed and lowered his eyes, earning a glare from Collin, and a confused look from Blaine. The older boys sat down next to their respective lovers.
Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt and lent down to kiss his baby bump.
"What are you guys talking about?" He asked, after pecking Kurt on the cheek. Mercedes squealed in delight and clapped her hands,
"Prom. We were discussing outfits."
"THEY. THEY were discussing outfits. I'm not going." Blaine furrowed his brow and Collin made a disappointed sound,
"But Kuuuuurrrrrttttt, I don't want to be the only gay couple there." He pouted his bottom lip and Kurt smiled sadly.
"I just don't want to have to deal with all the people, and safe guard my belly." Blaine nodded, he didn't look very happy but he would respect Kurts decision. "You can go if you want Baby. I just don't want to deal with it."
"No baby, I'll stay home with you. We can curl up and watch movies." Kurt smiled and nuzzled against his boyfriend.
"Oh Kurt!" Rachel whined, "You can't miss PROM. This is your last one!"
"Yeah," Kurt snapped back, mood changed from cuddly to bitch, "And the previous one SUCKED, if you do not recall." Santana nodded and Quinn whimpered at the memory of losing her crown to a boy.
They all finished lunch in relative silence until the school bell trilled and they made their way to their classes. Kurt passed a poster for prom and remembered Blaines fallen face when he said he wasn't going.
'Maybe I'll go. For Blaine.'