Blaine let out a small sigh as Kurt snuggled into his side and kissed the top of his head. "Y'know," he broke the silence. "I could lay here with you forever and it'd never get boring," he smiled down at Kurt and brushed a stray of hair out of his face.

"Aw, even if that was absolutely cheesy, I could too." The younger one smiled and leaned up to peck Blaine's lips quickly. "I'm so glad to be here with you," he whispered against them.

The 25-year-old nodded and pulled Kurt even closer to him. "And you're going to stay with me, no matter what. I'll keep you safe," he chuckled and pulled the younger man in for another kiss.

"And you're still going to love me no matter how fat I get, right? Because I'm going to be round like a ball in no time..." Kurt mumbled and pouted, burying his face in the crook of Blaine's neck. "I don't wanna get fat," he whined.

"Baby," Blaine sighed, shaking his head slightly. "You're still going to be beautiful and gorgeous and sexy. I'll still love you the same – you're carrying our child. How could I love you less?" He asked with a roll of his eyes, letting his hand rest on Kurt's belly. "I mean, c'mon. This is amazing."

The 22-year-old nodded and rested his hand on top of Blaine's. "I know it really is." Kurt smiled and glanced down at their hands on his stomach. "Y'know... I really wondered why it didn't happen with Adam... I mean, we did have sex without protection, like we did... but... he never got me pregnant." Kurt said quietly as he glanced back up at Blaine.

"Well... It wasn't meant to happen then," The 25-year-old shrugged with a smile and kissed Kurt's forehead. "And even if our relationship started rather unexpectedly... I know that you're the one for me."

Kurt's eyebrows shut up at Blaine's last words, smiling brightly up at him. "Do you really think that?"

"Of course I do. I mean, I think we both wouldn't be here otherwise," he said with a small laugh before turning serious again.

"You're right," the 22-year-old nodded. "I-" Kurt frowned as he was cut off by phone ringing, quickly reaching into his pocket and glancing down at the phone screen.

"Who's it?" Blaine sat up a little, glancing over Kurt's shoulder to see his phone. "Adam?" He gasped and snatched his phone from him, answering it. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

A small laugh was heard at the end of the line. "And you?" Adam laughed. "This is Kurt's phone, so why are you answering his calls?"

The younger one reached out for Blaine, wanting to calm him down. "Blaine... don't, please..."

The 25-year-old growled as he raised his fists. "The fuck? Care to explain what you want from him? You made it quite clear that you're a horrible husband and I think I made clear that I want you to back off," Blaine hissed.

"Give Kurt the bloody phone or I'll come over to talk to him if that's what you want," Adam said with a small laugh before Blaine handed Kurt the phone.

"What do you want Adam?" Kurt asked softly, ignoring Blaine's 'why are you being so nice to him?' gaze.

"I wanted you to finally realize what a big mistake you're making," Adam said simply. "I want you to come back to me, Kurt. I know that somewhere deep down in your heart... you still have feelings for me, don't deny it."

Kurt swallowed thickly, squeezing his eyes shut. "I'm not coming back to you," he said quietly. "I can't."

"What does that mean? You can't? Of course you can. Just leave this douche! You're still my husband, you belong to me!" Kurt knew Adam was smiling at this very moment; he could hear it in his voice.

"Adam, I just... I love Blaine. And he loves me. I won't give up on love just because I'm still married to you. I deserve to be loved... And you didn't tell me you loved me in ages..." He replied and stood up from the bed, stealing a small glance towards Blaine before he walked out of the bedroom and toward the guest room. He didn't quite like where this all was leading to.

"You don't love Blaine. Don't feed me that rubbish!" The older one almost yelled into the phone, causing Kurt's eyes to well up with tears a little.

"Adam, stop that!" The younger one took a deep breath and bit down on his lip hard. "I love Blaine and we're going to have a baby, and if you can't accept that then you should just erase me out of your life and sign those damn divorce-papers so I can be happy with him!"

A moment none of them said something until Kurt realized what he'd just said. "Having a baby?" Adam asked, taking a deep breath.

"I-I... um, yeah. Pretend I didn't say that, will you?" The 22-year-old whispered and ran a hand through his hair before he wiped at his eyes and squeezed his eyes shut.

"How in the world are you two having a baby? What-" But before he could finish Kurt cut him off harshly.

"I'm pregnant, Adam. I- I know this is weird because I'm a guy. But it's possible because I have a gene which allows me to carry children, so... I'm having a baby with Blaine and we're happy about it."

"Did it happen when you cheated on me?" Adam asked, his voice cold and shaking a little, probably with anger Kurt guessed.

The younger one felt a tear running down his cheek as he breathed out a small "Yes." Now he felt really bad. Sure, Adam had deserved all this for treating his husband like a slave but... at the same time Kurt had loved him and those feelings weren't just going to change even if he wanted them to.

"Wow, I... I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything about it... I feel bad enough, believe me," Kurt whispered softly and wiped the tear off of his cheek, sniffling softly.

"Come over with those papers and I'll... I'll sign them." Adam said casually as if nothing had happened. Just a few days ago Adam promised Kurt, promised, that he would not sign them. That he'd fight for Kurt whatever it'd take.

The younger one nodded sharply to himself. "Okay," He said quietly before he heard the familiar beeping, recognizing Adam had hung up. Kurt stood up and walked back into the bedroom where Blaine was already waiting for him.

The 25-year-old could see right away that Kurt wasn't feeling well, so he stood up and took a few steps towards him before wrapping his arms around him, giving him a tight yet sweet hug. "It's going to be okay," he whispered as he felt Kurt's tears dropping onto his neck, hugging him even closer to his chest.

Kurt felt miserable. He felt like it was all his fault that Adam and him didn't work out. Maybe he should've talked to him instead of cheating... but now he had Blaine and he gave him the love Adam didn't give him when they were together. Blaine made him feel special all over again; like Adam had been supposed to. The 22-year-old couldn't deny that even if his husband had made him feel so upset and unhappy thousands of times; he still loved and cared about him in some weird way.

"I... I'm going over to his place so he can sign the papers..." He said softly after he'd calmed down a little, glancing up at Blaine through his tears.

"Wait... Did he change his mind about signing them?" Blaine asked and furrowed his brows.

"Yeah... I- he knows I'm pregnant and even if he... sounded angry and maybe even a little hurt he- he said that he would." Kurt nodded, a weak smile tugging on his lips as he rested his head back on Blaine's shoulder.

"I'm coming with you." The older one said seriously, making the other male's head snap up again.

"No! I... I don't think that'd be a good idea..." Kurt shook his head, still holding tightly onto Blaine. "I'm going alone... I don't want him to get pissed off when he sees you."

"But Kurt... He's hurt you before and I don't want that to happen again! Don't you remember that he slapped you?!" He gasped, shaking his head stubbornly.

"Of course I remember that, but still..." Kurt took a deep breath, "Okay, look. You could... well, drive me. But you're not coming upstairs with me. You're staying in the car, alright?"

Blaine sighed, biting his lip in thought before he nodded his head. "Fine. But I'll come up if it takes too long." He said and leaned down to press a small peck to Kurt's lips. "I love you," he whispered against them.

"And I love you too," Kurt whispered back with a small smile as he ducked his head.

This all was much too complicated.