Kurt takes to walking Blaine to his classes at school, his arm slung protectively around Blaine's waist, sneering at anyone who even looks at them. Blaine's not sure where this new behavior is coming from, but he finds it all very amusing.

Mike and Tina have been quiet on the subject of the baby and Kurt's sudden constant presence so far, but Blaine can tell there is something they want to say.

Today he has no concern for that though, as he is completely exhausted this morning. Cooper arrives in Lima today and so he spent the previous day cleaning the apartment and stressing over how to tell Cooper about the baby. On top of all that, he woke up with a horrible case of morning sickness and had to rush to finish a calculus assignment that he had forgotten to do the previous day.

Kurt rubs his thumb over Blaine's hipbone soothingly as he walks Blaine to his History class, taking on more of Blaine's weight when Blaine leans into him. They pass Mike and Tina and Blaine smiles tiredly at them, waving off Tina's concerned look. When they reach Blaine's class, Kurt pulls Blaine into a kiss, stealing his breath and ignoring Blaine's squeak of surprise as he licks across Blaine's top lip teasingly.

"Get it, Hummel!"

Kurt ends the kiss with a smack, smirking at Blaine's dazed look as he punches Puck playfully on the arm and says, "Shut it, Puckerman. And get your ass to class or else I'll just have to pay your mom a visit again."

Puck's face pales dramatically and Blaine hides his grin against Kurt's chest, shaking with silent giggles.

"Whatever, man. So hey, are you in for tonight? My boy Glen is bringing some good stuff to the party, if you know what I mean."

Blaine frowns, his eyes dropping to the floor as he waits for Kurt to answer.

"I can't tonight, Noah, you know that, it's Friday. And anyway, I need to have an important conversation with dad."

"Yeah, I got you man. I'll see you later, then. And tell your dad I said hi, will you?"

Kurt nods and he and Puck clasp each other's forearms before Puck turns and leaves, giving Blaine a brief, genuine smile before he does so.

"So, is everything okay?"

Kurt blinks down at Blaine in confusion, absentmindedly playing with Blaine's collar.

"You said you needed to talk with your dad about something. Is everything alright?"

Kurt shakes his head and gapes at Blaine, frowning as he speaks. "You didn't expect me to keep this from him, did you?" He gestures towards Blaine's stomach as he talks, his voice curious.

"Well, I – I don't know, I guess not. So you're just gonna tell him, just like that?"

"I was hoping you'd be there too, B."

"Oh."

"'Oh'? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, just – I mean I haven't even met your dad and, it's just sort of terrifying, actually."

Kurt laughs, leaning in and kissing Blaine on the forehead before he starts to back away.

"It'll be fine, Anderson, stop stressing about everything!"

-

Ultimately, they decide to tell Kurt's parents and Cooper together, so that night Blaine sits on the Hummel-Hudson couch, wringing his hands and staring at the carpet, Cooper glaring at Kurt with tightly crossed arms next to him. Burt Hummel sits in silence in an armchair with his wife standing behind him, rubbing his shoulders.

Kurt is standing and tapping his foot, looking everywhere else besides at his father.

"How far along are you, sweetie?" Carole asks, disturbing the uncomfortable silence, smiling encouragingly at Blaine.

"About seven weeks."

Cooper sighs heavily and runs a hand over face before he leans forward and rests his head in his hands. Blaine looks over at him and blinks back tears at how much Cooper is obviously so disappointed in him.

"Coop, I – I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Cooper springs up then, his eyes growing wide at the sight of his baby brother in tears, and he gathers Blaine into his arms, shushing him and rubbing his back.

"No - no Blainers it's okay, everything's going be fine. I'm not mad at you, I promise. Shh, don't cry, B."

"I ruined everything, Coop."

Cooper opens his mouth to argue, but Burt beats him to the punch.

"Hey, now, you didn't ruin anything. If I'm not mistaken it takes two to make a baby."

Kurt huffs out a laugh at that, watching Blaine with a gentle look as the other boy finally untangles himself from his brother.

"Have you, um, decided what you want to do?"

Blaine sighs, shaking his head at Cooper and looking up at Kurt from beneath thick eyelashes.

"No, we – we haven't really had the chance to talk about that yet, but um... I don't think I'd be able to give the baby up."

Cooper nods, smiling tightly at Blaine and grabbing hold of his hand. Burt takes off his baseball cap and rubs a hand over his head as Carole looks over at Kurt.

"And Kurt? What'dya think about all this, bud?"

Blaine closes his eyes and waits for Kurt to answer, squeezing Cooper's hand tightly.

"Well I'm not just going to walk away, that's for sure. This is my baby, dad. And Blaine I – I'm going to be there with you, raising our son or daughter, no matter what."

Blaine lets out a shuddering breath and he gives Cooper's hand one more tight squeeze, unable to look into Kurt's eyes without bursting into tears again.

Cooper leans back into the couch and purses his lips before he speaks slowly. "Okay. So I'll have to figure things out back in LA, but I'll be moving back here at least by the end of the week an-"

"What? Coop, no –"

"Blaine I'm not leaving you out here by yourself, not now. I can take a hiatus and help you out here-"

"No. Cooper, I'll be fine. You just landed that big role and I won't be the reason that you have to turn it down. I – I have Kurt and his family and Emma, Mike and Tina. Coop, I need you to go back to LA, that's how you can help me. Okay?"

Cooper heaves a big sigh and watches Blaine for a while before he nods, turning towards Burt and Carole.

"You'll watch out for him, right? And I can call you guys and see how he's doing?"

"Cooper-"

"'Course we will. Blaine's family now." Burt's voice rings out through the room firmly, startling Blaine with how sure Burt sounds, how quickly he's included Blaine in such a tight knit and personal thing.

Burt smiles over at Blaine, his hand coming to rest briefly upon Blaine's knee before he stands and calls them all to the dining room for dinner.

As they eat, Kurt's hands snakes its way to rest over Blaine's thigh, palm up, waiting for Blaine's hand to curl into his. Blaine looks down at his lap with wide eyes, watching Kurt out of the corner of his eye as he carries on talking with Carole nonchalantly, and then he slowly slides his hand over Kurt's, tangling their fingers together and smiling down at his plate.

-

The week passes quickly, with Blaine spending half of his time trying to soak up as much time with Cooper as possible before his brother has to leave, and the rest swamped with homework. Kurt still walks him to class every day, rolling his eyes whenever Blaine mutters under his breath about equations and plots and themes.

And despite seeing each other every day at school – which Blaine still has a hard time wrapping his head around – Blaine feels like he hasn't spent any time with Kurt. He misses the feeling of Kurt's skin against his, craves Kurt's gentle touches and whispered words as they lie together, sweaty and sated on Blaine's bed.

Blaine feels bad about it, and as much as he loves and misses his brother, he can't wait until Cooper leaves so that he and Kurt can have some alone time again. Kurt's constant touches and fierce kisses throughout the day certainly don't help Blaine's predicament.

Like now for instance.

Outside of his last class of the day, Blaine shivers as Kurt sucks on his tongue, melting into his arms in the chaos of the hall. His arms come up to hang loosely around Kurt's neck and he raises himself up a bit on his toes to press more fully into the kiss.

Beside him he can hear Tina clearing her throat and so he reluctantly breaks their kiss, his breath coming out shakily when Kurt nips at his lip before he pulls away.

"I'll see you later." He says, breathless, licking over his lip as he watches Kurt leave, the sway of his hips and ass tantalizing.

Tina rolls her eyes and drags him into class, a frown on her face. Blaine ignores her and instead tries to focus on his assignment, trying not to let his mind drift to the fact that after he goes home and sends Cooper off with a hug, Kurt has promised he will come over.

-

Blaine groans as he leans over the cool porcelain in his bathroom, Kurt kneeling behind him and rubbing his back in soothing circles. He'd hoped that when Kurt had arrived they could have done something that involved a lot less clothing, but instead he'd managed to breathe in the overwhelming scent of the food Kurt had brought over and immediately ran to the bathroom, Kurt on his heels.

His stomach lurches yet again and he grips the edges of the bowl, gagging and coughing, while Kurt hums sympathetically.

After what seems like hours, his body finally relaxes and he lets Kurt guide him back to rest on Kurt's lap. He can feel the other boy's long fingers massaging his head and he sighs contently, running his hand up and down Kurt's thigh.

"'M sorry." He mumbles into the rough fabric of Kurt's jeans, closing his eyes when one of Kurt's hands comes to rest on Blaine's barely there bump.

"Why are you apologizing? It's not like this is something you can help, B."

He shrugs, smiling to himself at Kurt's gentle tone and the nickname he seems to enjoy using.

"You okay to get up now?"

Blaine sighs and nods, holds onto Kurt's hand as he helps him up. Kurt puts his hands on Blaine's waist to steady him and then he guides Blaine to the sink, waits patiently by the door as Blaine rinses out his mouth and then brushes his teeth.

When he turns around, Kurt offers him a warm smile and a hand. He takes it with a grin and follows Kurt back out into the living room.

-

Kurt puts the food he brought in the fridge for another day and instead makes Blaine soup with toast. The food goes down surprisingly well and Blaine thanks Kurt profusely for putting up with him. Kurt just rolls his eyes.

When they've finished eating, Blaine leads Kurt to his room and they help each other out of their clothes, Kurt's hands lingering on Blaine's stomach. Kurt lies down on the bed first, opening his arms for Blaine to follow.

Blaine curls up on Kurt's chest, closing his eyes and pressing feather light kisses on Kurt's soft skin. He's suddenly too exhausted to do anything more though, much to his disdain, but Kurt doesn't seem to mind, just pulls the blanket up and around Blaine's shoulders, kisses him on his head and lays his head down on the pillow.

They both fall asleep within minutes.

-

Kurt's body is warm against his back, little puffs of hot air hitting the base of his neck. Blaine blinks his eyes blearily in the dull morning light, smacking his lips and wondering why he's awake at an earlier time than he normally wakes up. He rolls his body further back, reveling in the warmth that Kurt provides, and then promptly moans as quietly as he can. He knows now why he woke up; Kurt's hard cock is pressing against his ass, hips moving in small circles.

Blaine reaches back and presses Kurt closer with a firm grip on the boy's ass, grinding back as he does so.

Kurt seems to wake up at that, sucking in a sharp gasp and gripping Blaine's hips, thrusting forward with a low groan.

"Fuck, Blaine."

Blaine twists his shoulders and neck around, threads his fingers through Kurt's hair and tugs him into a deep kiss, licking across the seam of Kurt's lips and wasting no time in slipping his tongue in Kurt's mouth when Kurt's lips part on a gasp.

They lose themselves in the moment then, Kurt rutting up against him and Blaine alternating between grinding back and thrusting forward, Kurt's hand jerking him in time with his thrusts.

Kurt nips at Blaine's neck, grunting in frustration, and then reaches back behind him, Blaine whimpering at the loss of Kurt's presence. Kurt returns quickly though, yanking Blaine's sweats down to rest just under the curve of his ass.

He hears the familiar click of the lube being opened, the slick sound of Kurt warming up the liquid with his hands. Blaine gasps quietly as Kurt spreads his cheeks and rubs the lube into the sensitive skin there. Blaine automatically clenches down when Kurt guides his cock to rest in between his supple cheeks, biting his lip at Kurt's wanton moan.

Kurt's hand makes its way back onto his dick, his slick hand alternating between hard and slow strokes, twisting his wrist in a way that makes Blaine's toes curl in the sheets.

"Ah, Kurt, yeah, yeah just like that, god."

Kurt's hips move faster, his breath coming out in gasps and pants against Blaine's neck, and then his rhythm stutters, his thumb catching just under the head of Blaine's cock as he comes, Blaine following him shortly after, trembling in Kurt's arms through his orgasm.

When he finally stops shaking, Kurt rolls onto his back and Blaine follows suit, grimacing at the uncomfortable feeling of the lube and come drying on his skin.

"You. You are fucking incredible, B."

Blaine laughs at that, turning on his side so he can watch Kurt. After a moment he sobers his expression, biting his lip before he asks, "Hey, Kurt? What – what are we?"

Next to him, Kurt frowns up at the ceiling, absentmindedly pushing his lip ring around with his tongue.

"What do you mean?"

Sighing, Blaine responds, his fingers nervously picking at a loose thread. "I mean – we're having a baby together, we have sex all the time and you walk me to class and kiss me goodbye and I – I just, I like you, Kurt and I guess I'm just wondering if you like me too? If – if we can be together?"

Kurt's expression turns cold, his hands tensing on the mattress.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Blaine. Why don't we just stick to fucking and focusing on the baby, alright?"

"Kurt-"

"Listen, this has been fun and everything, but I have to open the shop for my dad, so I'm gonna head out. Let me know when your next doctor's appointment is, 'kay?"

Blaine sits up and frowns in confusion as Kurt hastily dresses and runs a hand through his hair.

"But – Kurt, no this isn't – what are you-"

"See you on Monday, Anderson." Kurt grits out, glaring at Blaine before he leaves, the slamming of his front door making Blaine flinch.

-

On Monday, Blaine walks dejectedly to his classes with Tina and Mike on either side of him, sighing shakily every time he spots Kurt in the halls. Kurt ignores him, instead choosing to hide behind dark sunglasses, the heady smell of pot drifting off of him in waves and making Blaine's stomach lurch.

He's not sure what he did wrong and he hates this sudden animosity and silence from Kurt. He'd thought they were growing closer, thought they could have been something great together.

But apparently he's the only who has that opinion, and Tina's obvious relief when Blaine tells her that he and Kurt aren't going to work out makes his heart hurt.

Blaine takes in a deep breath as Mike tries to distract him with a discussion about Star Trek and carries on with his head held high, not sparing Kurt a glance when he and Quinn pass by.

He doesn't look back, and so he doesn't see Kurt's look of longing, Quinn holding onto Kurt's hand with a gentle touch, her eyes sad and worried.