Christmas was only in two weeks and Kurt still had nothing for Blaine. He really wanted to get something special for him this year. With the baby coming and the cops searching for his dad, he was under a lot of stress and Kurt wanted him to relax. 

Kurt got up and took a shower. After he got out he styled his locks and sprayed it with a little hair spray. He quickly dressed putting on one of Blaine's Areopostale sweatshirts, figuring it would be cold outside, and maternity skinny jeans. Since Blaine wasn't home he had to put on his own shoes which was a battle with his belly in the way. Surprisingly he managed to get them on. Next thing he knew he was putting n his coat. "Wallet, keys, phone,......good to  go." He mumbled before leaving to get his hubby something special.

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Three hours later Kurt let out a whimper as his back ached. He still had nothing for Blaine! Well...he got him some nice clothes from Holister and Areocrombie but, he had nothing special! He search high and low for SOMETHING that stood out. finally, he came across it. A wooden bow tie! It was perfect. Blaine collected bow ties from crazy outrageous ones to normal ones. Kurt quickly headed to checkout but the line had at least 15 people in it. Kurt thought about putting it back but, he sucked it up for Blaine. His feet and back felt like hell. He soothingly rubbed circles on his belly trying not to focus that his bladder was full, his back was burning, and his feet were swollen. He needed to be able stand in line...

Excuse me?

Kurt turned around to see an older woman standing there.

"Go sit down. I'll call you when it's your turn."

"What?" Kurt said confused.

"I know what it's like to be that pregnant." She said rubbing a hand over kurt's bump. "I've had plenty of children. You go sit. You look like you could use a seat."

"Oh! Thank you. Are you sure you don't want to sit? I'll call you?" Kurt offered.

"No, no go." She smiled.

"Thank you so much!" Kurt first dashed to the bathroom he felt like he was going to explode. Kurt sighed as he sat on the bench relieving some of the pressure in his lower back. "ow, ow, ow." He whimpered as he massaged his own back. He couldn't wait to get home and take a hot bath with his husband. Maybe he could even get a massage out of him?

About thirty minutes later the lady called him over and Kurt checked out. "Thank you so much! Your a saint." Kurt praised.

The woman smiled and hugged him. "You have a merry Christmas, son."

"Thank you. you to."

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By the time Kurt got home he was in tears. His back and feet hurt so much they felt like they were about to cave in. He put all the gifts he bought in the "Christmas closet" and slipped off his shoes. Blaine was in the Kitchen making his famous chicken parmesan since Kurt was craving Italian food lately. 

"Blaine?" Kurt called his voice cracking on the one syllable. He leaned against the wall, slowly sliding down it till he was sitting. His feet could no longer walk. They were done.

"Yeah." 

"Come here." 

Blaine sat down his spoon and headed down the hall to find his husband sitting there crying. "Honey!" Blaine said concerned. "What's wrong?"

Kurt whipped his eyes. "Can you please rub my feet? they hurt so, so bad." 

Blaine felt horrible. "Of course I will, honey." Blaine put one arm around his shoulders and the other under his knees before lifting him.

" 'm too heavily." Kurt mumbled. "And the food."

"You are not to heavily and it's not even close to done. You need to get comfortable first." Blaine carried Kurt to the living room.

"I'm sorry." Kurt said shyly.

"Sorry for what? Careful babe, I'm gonna put you down now."

"For mmph." Kurt winced slightly as Blaine sat him on the couch. "For being such a baby."

"Hey stop that. You've been on your feet all day." Blaine said, pulling the ottoman over for Kurt to put his feet on. "Take your shoes off."

Kurt kicked them off.

Blaine gasped. "Babe, no wonder they hurt! Your feet are completely swollen." Blaine said sympathetically. He quickly ran to the bathroom grabbing the location and applying it to his hands. 

Kurt groaned when he saw how swollen they really were. 

"Shhh, you just relax. I'll take care of you now."

Blaine slowly dug his thumb into the arch of Kurt's feet.

"mmmmm oh my god!" Kurt moaned.

Blaine giggled. "Better?"

"God I can't wait till I'm done being pregnant so I can be attractive again. No gross swollen ankles, no baby fat. I'll have to find a different cream for these damn stretch marks though." Kurt said in disgust. 

Blaine looked at Kurt in shock. "Your beautiful."

Kurt snorted. "Thanks but, no I'm really not."

"Kurt I love you pregnant, ok? I adore the way your eyes light up when you say you can feel her move, I love when you sing to her so softly and beautifully. I love your stomach, I love your feet. Blaine said tickling Kurt's foot a bit. "Everything. Especially now."

Kurt wanted to disagree but a huge smile on his face betrayed him. "Great, I'm going to cry in like 2.5 seconds." Kurt said waving his face. 

Blaine giggled. "Please don't." 

"I can't hep it. It's the hormones." Kurt said leaning over to give his husband a watery kiss. "Thank you. Your the greatest husband ever."

Blaine laughed. "Your just saying that cause I rub your feet."