Kurt and Blaine were going to the mall shopping for maternity clothes for Kurt, which Kurt was not excited about at all. He wanted his Alexander McQueen clothes not frumpy pregnancy clothes.  

Blaine looked at his watch. What the hell was taking Kurt so long? Kurt never took this long to use the bathroom. "Honey, you ok in there?" Blaine asked knocking on the door. No answer. He tried to open the door but, it was locked. "Kurt, honey, let me in."

"No." Kurt said thickly. 

It was obvious he had been crying. Blaine was concerned. Why was he crying? Was he hurt? "Baby, are you ok?"

"Just leave me alone."

"Kurt, please open the door." lucky Blaine heard the lock turn. He opened the door to find Kurt sitting on the toilet crying into his hands. "Oh Kurt, what's wrong?" Blaine bent beside him as he rubbed his back.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"Babe, I know what fine is, and this isn't it." Blaine stroked his arms up and down to try to sooth him.

"Just go away."

"No, not in till you tell me whats wrong."

"I'm fat." Kurt blurted looking away.

"What?" Blaine asked.

"I'm fat ok?!" Kurt sobbed.

Blaine was taken back by this. Kurt's mood swings were like a  teeter tater lately. One minute he was happy another minute he was sad. " No Honey, not at all." Blaine assured.

"Yes I am!" Kurt screeched. "Don't you see me? I'm nothing but a fat blob! My pants won't even fit."

"Baby your not fat. I promise. Your pregnant."

"Then how come my pants don't fit? Only my belly is suppose to get bigger not my ass."

Blaine chuckled. "Honey, your not fat. Your really not. I swear you are the most beautiful person in the world. Inside and out. Ok?"

Kurt smiled and hugged his husband. "I'm sorry. I just...I went to go button my pants and the button totally ripped. I guess it kinda freaked me out."

Blaine chuckled as he placed a hand on Kurt's belly. "It's ok."

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"Kurt, let me see."

"No."

"Come on let me just see what it looks like."

"No. I look fat."

"No you don't, now let me see."

"No!"

Blaine glared at the dressing room. What the hell was the big deal? Kurt was his husband. Blaine knew Kurt would be insecure about his growing belly but, not this insecure. Blaine really wished he had x-ray vision right about now because there was no way in hell Kurt was going to let him see the outfit he had on. They had been at the mall for over three hours now and haven't even bought a single outfit.

Kurt came back out and handed him the clothes. "I hate them."

"What? Go back in there and change. I want to see them on you."

"No I said I hated them." Kurt replied walking out of the changing room. 

Blaine sighed as he headed back to look for more clothes. "Kurt, do they not feel right? Do you need a bigger size?"

"No!" Kurt glanced around to see if anyone was listening. He nearly fainted. How could his husband say that out loud. "Shh! Don't say that out loud!" Kurt whispered.

"What?"

"I don't need a bigger....a bigger...." 

"Dear lord, this is insane." Blaine muttered. "Kurt, stop this fat bull shit. Your pregnant." Blaine frowned as he sat the clothes down and rested a hand on Kurt's belly. "Please, can you let me see?"

Kurt huffed and pushed his hand away. "No I want to go my feet hurt." 

Blaine just stared at him before putting the clothes back. They didn't even buy one thing.