Sept. 5, 2013, 8:33 a.m.
Slowly, Then All At Once: Three
E - Words: 925 - Last Updated: Sep 05, 2013 Story: Closed - Chapters: 11/? - Created: May 15, 2013 - Updated: Sep 05, 2013 558 0 0 0 1
Blaine gives birth on a cold, late night, during a long, painful labour. Tina sits at his side, one hand stroking over her own bump and the other wrapped tight around Blaine's as he cries, begging in broken screams for someone to end the agony, to take him away from this. The moment Emma gently lifts the baby girl into her arms to clean her up and call her father, Blaine falls asleep, exhausted and sore and feeling nothing of the usual satisfied glow.
Three months pass. He follows Kurt's every move in the magazines and the gossip blogs, smiling dreamily on pictures of him on the red carpet, at fashion shows, surrounded by thin, beautiful models. Tina teases him about being moony-eyed and rosy-cheeked over him, but Blaine pushes down her fanciful ideas. His profession is having other men's children, there is no room in his life for a relationship, no matter how much he might want to have one.
Then, on a November day carrying a bitter wind and a heavy chill in the air, Blaine's gazing thoughtfully out of the window, at circles of frost slowly melting down the glass panes and the white-swathed dark skeletons of trees against the pearly-grey horizon, when Emma comes to his door, a wide smile lighting up her eyes as much as the yellow bow in her hair brightens her entire being. "You have a visitor," she says, before standing aside and ushering Kurt into the room. As she leaves, she exaggeratedly mouthsHere to discuss signing a contract with youat him.
"You look...different," Kurt says hesitantly, perching nervously on the edge of Blaine's bed, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket, rolling the thick knitted tassels between his fingers.
"Not pregnant, you mean," Blaine says wryly. "I think I've spent more time over these last five years seeing myself pregnant than I have when I'm not. It's a bit strange, to be honest. But it seems to attract clients." He sits on the sofa opposite the bed, slipping his hands beneath his thighs and offering Kurt an earnest smile.
"Well, you attracted me," Kurt says with a slightly bashful smile and a slight duck of his head. They sit for a moment in a silence edged with tension, until Kurt clears his throat and says, "I've discussed this with Emma, the lovely lady, on the phone over the last few months, and she says it would be possible for us to go about it like this." He meets Blaine's eyes, and his tone is strong as he says, "I want to sign a contract with you. But, if you don't mind, I want to discuss changing the usual terms a little."
"Fire away," Blaine says sweetly, crossing one leg neatly over the other, tilting his head to one side as he always does when he has to think, lips curving into a wide smile as Kurt shifts over the room and sits down next to him, fingers brushing briefly over Blaine's thigh, making him shiver as he never has before at the contact.
"I hate the general idea of these contracts," Kurt says, gesturing with his hands to emphasise his point. "They seem so impersonal. We discuss, we come to an agreement, we both sign a piece of paper, we have sex until you're pregnant, wait out nine months, I take the baby and then we never see each other again. We don't even have to be friends, for all a client generally cares you could hate the sex, as long as you end up giving them a healthy baby at the end of it all." He reaches out, his fingers sliding, caressing over the back of Blaine's hand. "I don't want what will happen between us to be so formal and cold. It's a relationship, it should be special."
Blaine pushed down a hum of contentment, the flush he felt rising up his neck at the very idea of getting to know Kurt a little better, of getting a feel for what shone inside the beautiful man before he felt their bodies move together in an ancient carnal dance. "I think that sounds like a wonderful idea."
It doesn't take long for Blaine to find himself in Emma's office, a contract of four pages spread out over the dark wood of the table, Emma smiling cheerfully at them and offering them both a pen.
Blaine's eyes runs over the neat final-page summary of the chunks of black text, and he smiles to himself as Kurt etches his name first, then he does the same.
The Legal Contract between oneKurt Hummeland oneBlaine Anderson,signed5th November 2014, within the legal boundaries of Ohio Regional Carrier Centre
I, the undersigned,Blaine Anderson, consent to conceive, carry and birth a healthy child to the undersigned,Kurt Hummel. The obligation between the two of us will last only from the moment this contract is signed until the baby is born.
At the request of the undersigned,Kurt Hummel, a meeting will be held each week between the two of us in order to become well-acquainted before conception is attempted.
Signed:Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, 5th November 2014;Blaine Devon Anderson, 5th November 2014
"Congratulations, Mr. Hummel," Emma says sweetly, stacking the papers and slotting them neatly into a folder marked in small, cramped handwriting with Hummel and Anderson. "And congratulations, Blaine. Kurt, you may come in for your first meeting on Wednesday, and I hope you will both be very happy with this arrangement."
Blaine has to try very hard not to show how it affects him when Kurt squeezes his wrist and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek before he leaves.