Blaine didnt feel good. Not at all. He was throwing up like a nightmare, he was bloated like a cow, and hes been eating feasts for courses. His first instinct was to call Landon, but then he remembered they broke up. It felt so sudden and so fake and so fucking fast. He called his mom instead. When she picked up, Blaine heard a feminine "Hello?"

"Mommy?"

"OH BLAINEY BABY! HOW ARE YOU SWEETIE WE HAVENT HEARD FROM YOU IN FOREVER!"

"Uh, hi mom. Im not feeling so good. And by that I mean I feel like death."

"Oh Blaine sweetie. Did you call Landon?"

"Um... About that... We broke up..."

Blaine heard his mom gasped. And then he heard his dads voice. "Are you straight again?

Blaine sighed. "Hi dad. And I was never straight, Im still wondering why you started thinking that."

"Son, Im just saying somewhere around 7 is when you started acting... Like you are. Not a second before."

" I literally left a hole on my George Clooney poster from how much I kissed him when I was 5."

"You were a regular boy. You wore socks with your dress shoes and you were normal. Not a bow tie wearing little-

"HONEY"

"Sorry sweetie."

"Ok, whats with everyone and assuming Im gay because I dont wear socks with my dress shoes."

"Your right, what respectful red blooded American straight boy has a George Clooney poster."

Blaine wouldve responded but was busy running to the bathroom, to throw up. He held the phone back up to his ear after he was finished. "Yes?"

His mom responded. "Oh Blaine you really arent well... Honey I must ask, how long have you been sick?"

"Like 2 weeks."

"Mmhhm, and whens the last time you.... Had sex?

"A couple of days before I got sick."

"Honey maybe theres something I should tell you."

"My side of the family has a special gene. Its called the carrier gene-"

"Woah, plot twist."

"DAD! Mom, whats that?

"It means men can have children too. Only if they have the gene so dont worry! You may not have inherited it. But... You should go to the doctor though."

Blaine was kneeling on the bathroom floor, utterly shocked. He hung up the phone and just stayed there. He might be pregnant, as if that wasnt bazar enough, this may be the child of a prostitute. God Blaine felt dizzy. Terribly dizzy. He got up and left the bathroom. He walked into his bedroom and closed the door, he didnt know why. Hes all alone. But he did. And he fell apart in his room. All alone. He cried and cried. Not being able to stop. When everything didnt hit him about Landon, and Kurt and his dad before, they did now. And it hurt. Blaine lied on his bed, and hugged his pillow, crying into it. He heard the bedroom door open. "Hey did I leave my keys here? Its my turn to lock up the whore house today and I cant find my keys." Blaine looked up Kurt. "How did you even get in?" Blaine asked, eyes his eyes blurry with tears. "Duh, I picked the lock." Kurt said like he didnt just commit a felony. He looked at floor, trying to see his Keys then looked up at Blaine. "Hey, whats wrong?" Blaine looked at him. He broke down again at the thought of carrying his child. Blaine sniffed deeply, "I just... Really miss my boyfriend." Kurt was silent. "You lie the same way you spy; not very good. But I believe people lie for a reason so Ill just run with it." Kurt kneeled and picked something up that was under the bed. He held up a key ring and jangled them. "Found them. Well it was nice seeing you again Blaine. I hope you feel better." Kurt looked around for a second and smiled at Blaine. He left.

Blaine stayed still for a while. The only thought in his head was "He remembered my name."

He waited a week before actually going to the doctor. Blaine kicked his feet like a toddler on the doctors table as he waited for Dr. Carson. They took his blood, a urine sample, and some of his saliva. He waited and waited for what seemed like hours. When he walked into the room, Blaine sat up straight, and stopped kicking his feet. 

Dr. Carson sat down and rolled his chair next to Blaine, then cleared his throat. "Okay, Mr. Anderson, you indeed arent sick. Everything came out clear." Blaine felt the knot in his stomach untie. "Except for one thing." Theres the knot again. "What?" Dr. Carson looked at his clipboard and sighed. "I really dont know how to say this, Ive actually never said this to a man. Um... Mr. Anderson your pregnant." 

Blaine was silent. Utterly silent. "Theres a gene you-" Blaine put his hand in the air. "I really dont wanna hear it again. Thank you, may I go now?" Blaine asked holding back tears. "Um... Yes." 

Blaine changed into his own clothes, and left the building like he was in a trance. He already missed 2 weeks of work, maybe Blaine should quit his job. He can live off his parents for a while and his savings. But one thing floated to his mind while he was driving and stayed there. Would he tell Kurt? When he finally reached his apartment door. He looked at the lock that Kurt broke through and sighed. God if the baby gets that trait...

Blaine walked into his empty apartment. He wouldve cried again but he didnt want to. He just wanted to sleep and never wake up. At least if hes dreaming he wont have to tell Kurt hes holding his child. Blaine wasnt sure what to do. Most people wouldnt tell one, but Blaine was special right? The second Blaine asked himself that he realized how pathetic it sounded. How pathetic all of this was. He shouldnt have ever agreed to do it. Blaine is a commitment guy. If he sees you, he has to make sure hes going to see you again. He doesnt do one night stands, he looks for a life mate. Blaine wasnt special to Kurt. He wasnt anything. He was an old bang (literally) and thats how it was intended to be. But Blaine couldnt care. He just wanted to know someone was going to be there, and he wanted more than anything for it to be the father. Another part of him wanted to call Landon and tell him its his and get him back. He didnt know which sounded more pathetic. He didnt want to handle anything right now. He just wanted cake. He opened the fridge and got a slice he was saving for later and unwrapped the plastic wrap. He set it on the kitchen counter. He got a fork and didnt give mercy to the chocolate cake. Out of nowhere Kurt owned the door and locked it. He was breathing frantically, like he has been running     His face was drained of any color making him look even paler than before. He was leaning on the door like he was trying to keep it closed. He looked Blaine. "Hi there." He got off the door. "Ooh cake." He walked toward the kitchen counter and tried to get some but Blaine pulled it away. "Why are you here?!" Blaine yelled. "Oh yeah that... Well see I was working and this guy was coming on a little too strong and I was going to do it anyway but I dont think he understood that so he was being all weird and creepy and I tried to deny him and then he got all mad and then I ran."

"HERE?"

"It was nearby.  And Im not leading him to my whore house, a please filled with open targets.

"So yeah lead him to my house."

"Are you mad?"

"UH, YEAH A LITTLE"

Kurt pursed his lips. "Sorry." They were both silent. "Can I have some cake?" Blaine eyed him down. Kurt nodded his head, "So, no?" Blaine scoffed when they heard a loud bang at the door. They locked eyes instantly. "Oh no" Blaine said worried. "Its gonna be okay" Kurt said trying to reassure himself as well. "Oh Im gonna get raped arent I?" Blaine whispered and Kurt looked at him. Kurt was going to say something but shut up. Kurt looked through the peep hole. "Oh, it isnt him." Kurt said opening the door. "Yeah open the door anyway...." Blaine shut up when he saw who was at the door. It was Landon. Blaine turned around and folded his arms, trying to hold back tears. Kurt looked at Blaine then at Landon. "OHHH.... Is this... Your.... OHHHH. Okay..." Kurt said. Landon cleared his throat. "Your mom called me. Blaine is it true... Are you pregnant?"

"WOAH PLOT TWIST." Kurt said getting really excited and his voice getting higher. "Wow thats new. A man getting pregnant. Wow. Special story truly."

"Yeah theres a special carrier gene that-"

"I dont really want to know-"

"Yeah I understand. Blaine... How long have you been...."

Blaine turned back around. He looked at Kurt and Landon. "I dont know."

Landon started talking really fast and all at once. "I promise Ill help you. We can get back together, maybe even married. I promise-" Landon stopped talking. "Whats wrong? Arent you excited. Its our baby." Blaine flinched but Landon didnt seem to notice. Kurt sure did. 

"Oh..." Kurt said looking at the floor 

Blaine looked at Kurt quickly and then back at the floor. "Could you excuse us Landon?" Landon closed the door, and waited the outside. 

"So... Its mine. My child?"

Blaine nodded. He took a big breathe. "Im sorry. I promise it wont be hard. At first it might be a little confusing but I know we can make it work. We dont have to love together or anything but it would be easier-" Kurt started shaking his head. "Who... Who said Im helping you?" Blaine looked at him. "What?" Kurt furrowed his eyebrows. "I can barely take care of myself let alone another human being. Im barely scraping off as is I dont need pacifiers on my grocery list. No Im not doing it. Cant you kill it?" Blaine looked at him.  "Hes your son. And no Im not murdering a human life because your too stubborn." Kurt looked at him. "I really dont know what you want from me. What, do you want me to settle down and be your wife. If you want a happy husband and father, hes waiting outside." Kurt opened the door and saw Landon waiting anxiously, biting his thumbnail. "Congratulations buddy. Your gonna be a daddy." He said patting his shoulder. Landons eyes lit up, and he came inside. "God, Blaine I love you so much." He hugged Blaine, pressing his stomach against Blaines, imagining the baby inside. If only it were his....

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