Kurt was 41 weeks pregnant and miserable. Absolutely miserable. Not only did Kurt want this baby out so did Blaine. He hated seeing his husband  so uncomfortable.
 Kurt hated everything and everyone at this point and desperately wanted this baby out. He was a week over due. He tried walking, spicy food, even sex! Which was not an easy task with his belly...and NOTHING.  Kurt was feed up with being pregnant. The littlest things set him off.

Blaine was sitting at the table tapping his fingers gently as Kurt ate a bowl of cereal. Kurt was already pissed at Blaine for buying the wrong cereal now, he was just trying to test him wasn't he? tap, Tap, TAP! Jesus Christ it got louder by the second.

"Blaine?" 

"Hum?" Blaine hummed.

"When, Rachel was pregnant, we're you THIS irritating?" Kurt snapped raising an eyebrow.

Blaine chuckled dryly obviously taking offense. "Wow." He muttered sourly.

"Excuse me?" Kurt said impatiently. He sat down his spoon just waiting for Blaine to tell him some bull shit.

Blaine was debating on what to say. "Well...I...it's just, you've been a little short with me lately." Blaine said looking at his hands."...I'm not trying to irritate you."

"Hum...well I guess you have a natural talent for it huh?"  Kurt said in his signature bitch voice.

Blaine raise his hands exasperatedly.  
They fell into a awkward silence as Kurt finish his bowl of shit cereal. If tapping wasn't enough, Blaine was now breathing really loudly threw his nose. That basterd. How dare he. Kurt tried to keep his cool placing his bowl in the sink but, Blaine's nose was like a fucking tornado. "Breathe louder Blaine, that'll be great." He said sarcastically. 

"Your so funny." Blaine said glaring at him.

"I wasn't trying to be." Kurt said giving him a bitch glare full force. Kurt grabbed the hand held massager rubbing it on his lower back as he sat on the sofa.

Blaine gave him a sympathetic look. He knew his husband was miserable. His back was probably killing considering how big Kurt's belly was. 

"Let me rub your back." Blaine said heading towards his husband.

Kurt held his hand up making blaine stop in his tracks. "Haven't you already done enough?" He said miserably. "This is all YOUR fault."

"Honey, I'm just trying to help...and I wouldn't say it's all my fault. You were on board as well."

Kurt got up and dashed to their room. How dare his husband say that. The least he could do is be supportive And...OW! Kurt stubbed his toe against the door. He slid against the wall in till he was sitting and just lost it, Sobbing into his hands. That was the last straw.

Blaine ran into the hall way and bent down next to him. "Are you ok? What's wrong?"

Kurt hiccuped before answering. "I-I stubbed my toe." He wailed.

"Aw honey come here." Blaine cooed hugging him. Blaine knew it wasn't just the toe.

"I'm so sorry." He cried into Blaine's neck.

"It's ok honey." 

"No it's not. I've been so cranky lately-"

"Babe your a week overdue, It's ok to be cranky." Blaine said tucking a stray hair behind his ear.

"I just want her to come out so bad." 

"she will honey. I mean,  look how much you've dropped." Blaine said running a hand over Kurt's gigantic belly. "Soon we'll have our little princess in our arms."

Blaine was right. The baby was now sitting very low. When Kurt sat down his belly was practically on his lap. Kurt nodded. "Yeah."

"You ok?" 

"I think so."