Blaine finished the semester with straight A's, so he'd have no problem keeping his grades up the next semester, which would be much, much harder. He had three months to go, and his pregnancy was just getting harder. He'd started having backaches and migraines, and had begun having trouble sleeping. The doctor had warned him that would happen as he neared his due date, and that he'd probably end up giving birth prematurely. After Christmas, he and Kurt flew back up to New York. Kurt got all of his things put in their place, then New Year's was there. Both went to Times Square, bundled up in coats. Blaine wore the black top hat that Kurt had worn to his senior Prom, and Kurt wore a pair of those goofy 2013 glasses. They were wrapped in each others' arms the whole night, Kurt resting his hands on Blaine's baby bump. They counted down to the New Year, and, unknown to them, were filmed kissing at midnight. Their families screamed and cheered as they saw them on TV kissing sweetly, and immediately called Kurt.

"Hello?" he answered.

"YOU WERE ON TV!" Burt yelled.

"What?"

"They filmed you and Blaine kissing at midnight and it was on TV!" Burt said. Kurt's eyes widened and he turned to Blaine.

"We were on TV just now," he said. Blaine's eyes widened, and he grinned.

"Guess we're just that cute of a couple, huh?" he murmured, resting his forehead against Kurt's.

"I love you guys, but I gotta go," Kurt said into the phone, putting it in his pocket and wrapping his arms around Blaine, kissing him again.

"Happy New Year, baby," he whispered as they broke apart.