"I'm still hungry, y'know," Kurt pouted as he rested his forehead against Blaine's, letting out a small sigh against his lips.

"Yeah, I'm kinda-" Blaine's stomach growled, causing Kurt to burst out laughing. "I was about to say that I'm kinda hungry too," he chuckled and rolled his eyes as he let go of Kurt.

"I could hear that," Kurt smiled and hopped down from the counter as he walked over to the living room, grabbing the phone he spotted there sitting on the table earlier.

"And what are you doing now?" Blaine called after him as he leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen and raised his eyebrows at the younger man.

Kurt smiled, dialling the number of a restaurant near by, "Well, I'm ordering a pizza because I'm really starving for that. And if you want something as well, then you should tell me."

"Just order the same that you get, I don't really care." Blaine said with a shrug as he walked closer to Kurt and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and rubbed his stomach with a chuckle.

"What are you doing?" Kurt whispered, turning his head to look at Blaine as he held the phone to his ear. "You do know that I'm barely four weeks and that there isn't a bump or anything visible yet." The 22-year-old laughed, quickly ordering two salami pizza's for them and telling them the address before tossing the phone onto the couch and relaxing into Blaine.

"Well, but there will be something visible soon. In about... well, four weeks you say? Then maybe in 7 weeks or something like that." Blaine said with a small shrug as he pressed a small kiss to Kurt's cheek.

"You did a good search on google, eh?" Kurt grinned and pulled Blaine over to the couch. "But, we should start talking about us and everything," He sighed and crossed his legs as he sat in front of Blaine who mirrored his movements.

"Maybe," Blaine laughed, blushing a light shade of pink as he nodded his head. "Mhm, I suppose you're right. But where do we start?" The older one raised his eyebrows and folded his hands in his lap.

"Well, since we're going to keep the baby..." Kurt trailed off and shrugged lightly. "I think the next step will be telling Adam and... moving out and-"

"Why don't we just get your things from his place now? He's gone, right? So you can move in with me already since I guess you were going to say that, weren't you?" Blaine chuckled and reached out to take both of Kurt's hands in his.

"Mind reader," Kurt smiled. "Do you really think I can just... leave him like that? I mean, I still have to get divorced, though. Which means I have to see him again at least once." With a sigh the younger one let himself fall against the couch and closed his eyes. "This is complicated and I hate it," he mumbled.

"Look, from now on I'm always going to be by your side, alright? We can go and get your things now and when Adam comes back we'll go and talk to him." Blaine suggested. "I won't let you do all that alone," he said seriously.

Kurt nodded his head and looked back up at Blaine with a smile. "Okay, let's do it."

"You have to tell me where to go, though, I don't know where you live, sweetie." Blaine grinned and pressed a kiss to his cheek as he pulled him up from the couch again.

The younger one nodded with a smile before they got dressed and headed downstairs to Blaine's car. Kurt was a nervous wreck by the way he reached the apartment he was sharing with his husband. He didn't want to be here now, especially not with Blaine. And moving in with Blaine already also seemed like way too fast for him, but it was for the best, wasn't it? He couldn't stay with Adam now that he was having a baby with someone else.

"Kurt?" Blaine's voice sounded worried as he placed a hand on the younger one's knee and squeezed it as he leaned over to him, waving his hand in front of his face. "Hey, you okay?"

Kurt bit his lip as he glanced up at the curly haired man and smiled weakly. "Yeah... I'm good, it's just. I'm not really looking forward to going up there. I mean, it's the place I still share with Adam and... sorry, I'm totally overreacting let's just... get my things." He sighed as he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Blaine walked around the car, helping Kurt out before slamming the door shut. "It's fine, Kurt, really. I'm happy actually that you're going to stay with me. My apartment is much too big for one person and it's pretty lonely." Blaine said with a playful pout.

"I'm happy that you actually let me stay." Kurt laughed softly as he nudged Blaine's side and walked over toward the door with him. "There we are," he sighed and opened the door slowly, putting his keys onto the cupboard next to the door.

"Wow... pretty fancy," The older one said as he stepped aside and looked around the apartment.

"Yeah, Adam said I could decorate it so I did, and well... I loved how it turned out to be," he said with a sigh as he walked into the bedroom and got his suitcase from the wardrobe.

"You really did a pretty good job, y'know. If you want then you could go ahead and decorate my apartment as well... uh, our apartment if you want to call it that," he grinned and carefully sat down next to Kurt's suitcase, glancing at the pictures on the walls. "You look really happy on that picture," Blaine noticed as he pointed at Kurt's and Adam's wedding picture.

Kurt looked up and nodded, "Well, I was back then. I was so proud and now... I feel just like I don't even know him anymore." He said as his eyes started welling up with tears; but he blinked them back quickly.

"Hey..." Blaine sighed and stood up to pull Kurt into a hug. "Don't cry, please."

"I don't even want to – Adam's such an asshole but I- I mean, he's still my husband. And it just feels like I don't know this person he turned out to be now. But... if he never had started drinking I... I wouldn't have met you... Even if that's a really horrible story how I met the father of my baby." He said with a small chuckle.

"Erm," Blaine cleared his throat and raised his eyebrows to which Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Of our baby." Kurt corrected himself and smiled softly as he snuggled into Blaine's chest.

"Much better," Blaine laughed and pressed a kiss to his head. "But now let's get your things and- oh shit!" The older one cut himself off, his eyes widening a little.

"What? What's wrong?" Kurt asked, biting his lip nervously.

"We forgot the pizza!" He breathed out and ran a hand through his hair. "We... well, you ordered pizza, and now we're not even home!"

After a few minutes of silence Kurt burst out laughing, shaking his head before he rested his forehead against Blaine's. "Well... Poor pizza-man." He chuckled.

Blaine sighed, "Geez. I'm pretty hungry and I bet he left after noticing we weren't home." He groaned in frustration as Kurt pulled away and started packing up his things – tossing all his clothes into his suitcase.

"I guess I can still cook for you when we get home," Kurt said with a shrug.

"But I thought you were too lazy to do that... I mean, you really don't have to."

"But I will." Kurt smiled and pecked Blaine's cheek before the older one grabbed the younger's suitcase and walked back over to the door. "Alright, now please let's just go. I don't want to be here any longer." Kurt said softly.

Blaine agreed with a nod. "Well.. Yeah, I'd rather be back home," he smiled and walked back out to his car as he reached for Kurt's hand again. "Because now my home is yours too and I like the sound of that."

"I do too," he chuckled. "A lot..."

*

When Kurt and Blaine arrived back home that day; both of them burst out laughing. Since Kurt ordered by Blaine's favourite pizzeria, the pizza-guy who was also a good friend of Blaine (Blaine's been in school with him (Puck)), left their food on the doorstep with a note on it saying: I dunno where you're at, Anderson. But here's your food – enjoy. It's on me this time. ;)