I own nothing Glee related, but I am using the characters

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Kurt walked through the door of the little café nearly their home, stomping his way over to the counter and ordering his usual mocha, before walking over to their usual table and plonking himself unceremoniously into the seat, not daring to look up into the smirking face of his companion yet.

"So," His companion started, and Kurt grumbled, "You didn't come home last night, and you were late for our coffee date, tut tut Kurt, tut tut."

"Oh, shut up." He replied haughtily as his companion laughed, the lady set his drink on the table and Kurt dared to look up at him.

Blaine was smirking back at him, and Kurt scowled.

"Oh as if you haven't been late for our coffee dates before." He said defensively and Blaine just shrugged.

"I didn't say I was perfect, although last night was, for me at least, but you reminded me not to be late yesterday." Blaine had a shit eating grin on his face and Kurt glared at him, "Did Toby want his morning blowjob?"

"His name is Cody, and it's none of your business." Kurt told him as he took a sip of his coffee, and Blaine snickered.

"I thought you were dumping his ass, because you said, and I quote, "He's great to look at sure, but he's inefficient between the sheets." Now were you just saying that for my benefit or-" Kurt's eyes flashed to him, dangerously and he slammed his coffee cup down on the table.

"Shut up, Blaine." He clipped out, not having any patience to deal with this crap right now, even if Blaine was telling the truth, which his husband knew, if the smirk was any indication, "He's not inefficient, per say, just...inexperienced."

"Uh huh." Blaine said in a disbelieving tone, and Kurt brought up a smirk of his own as he threw his husband a dark look.

"Alright, how was your night? Since, apparently it was so 'oh much better' than mine."

Blaine just smiled for a moment and Kurt thought that he wouldn't answer until-

"She was great."

Kurt's heart stuttered and his breath left him, his mind automatically thinking this is it, this was the point that Blaine left him, and he couldn't help the immediate pain it put in his heart, he felt crushed. Although he would never show it outwardly, he just raised an eyebrow.

"She?!"

"Yes." Blaine nodded with a smirk, but as Kurt continued staring at him, he felt a little irritated, "What?"

"I thought we agreed to keep it to just male company?" Kurt asked demandingly and Blaine shook his head, another smirk melting into his face.

"I agreed to no such rule. Just because you don't want women-"

"Yeah, coz my face just screams 'straight.'" Kurt mumbled, to himself more than Blaine, but his husband caught it and threw him a disappointed look.

"If you don't put yourself out there, then you won't get any."

Kurt brushed off Blaine subtle bit of comfort and decided he had to cover up his hurt a little more, he didn't want to give Blaine any ammunition that could hurt him more than he already did. His look hardened and a polished, snobbish look came over his face as he sneered at Blaine.

"So, this one is what, 16?" He asked in a sweetly kind voice, that was anything but.

"27 actually." Blaine answered, and Kurt's eyes narrowed.

"Don't get her pregnant."

Blaine's eyes glared back at him.

"I'm not that stupid."

Kurt rolled his eyes.

"One could wonder." He said with a smirk and then they were back to banter, throwing insults and things at each other, all through their coffee date.

Yeah, they were married, but they only married for money, and because their families were the two wealthiest families in the entire world.

Kurt and Blaine had known it would take a lot of work to pretend to be happy and loving, especially towards each other, they had to be seen together, so they attended functions together and had their regular coffee dates once a week, and also went out for a real date here and there. Just to keep up appearances, as they were both within the public eye for the rest of their lives.

But these dates were filled with snark, and harsh words, and arguments, sometimes heated discussions, but all were accomplished with a smile or a smirk on their faces, to outsiders it would look like a regular conversation between a couple, but Kurt and Blaine knew better. They had no love for each other. But they had no interest in loving anybody else either, they were quite content with pretending.

They had been married for 11 years now, and they both had so many notches on their bedposts, that weren't each other.

So far, Kurt had had about 4 different lovers in the last 2 years, Ethan, Jason, Leo and Cody.

All models, and all thick as hell, but good looking and amazing kissers. Cody hadn't lived up to scratch within the bedroom department yet, but so far Kurt couldn't be bothered with finding anybody else to fill that space, so Cody would have to do for now.

Blaine had had about 20 different lovers in the past 3 years. He always told Kurt when a new one came along, but so far they had all been male, like Kurt's, and now that a female was involved, Blaine had to be careful. None of them wanted children, they were too selfish in their lifestyles for that. They both knew it.

That didn't seem to stop their parents from asking them when they were going to become grandparents.

"Women just tend to flock towards me, so this time I said, 'why the hell not?'" Blaine said as he was explaining how he had met this 'Sarah' at a work function.

"'Why the hell not?' Because she's a woman, maybe?" Kurt said sarcastically and Blaine frowned at him.

"Kurt, you know I'm bisexual. I admitted it before we were married." Blaine told him as he looked down at the little cake menu in front of him, and Kurt sighed as he rested his head on one hand, with his elbow on the table, he knew it annoyed Blaine because they both had to hold a certain decorum at a table in public.

But this time, Blaine ignored it.

"Yes, I know. You know, I can't judge, I've never actually been with a woman." Kurt responded with a roll of his eyes, and Blaine looked up surprised.

"Never?"

"Never." Kurt repeated.

"Huh, weird," Blaine said as he had a thoughtful look on his face, and Kurt asked him 'what's weird?', he shook his head, "Oh nothing, I just, always thought that you and Rachel had fucked."

"Rachel Berry?!" Kurt said, slightly offended, "Oh please...have you seen that girl's wardrobe?"

Blaine laughed out loud, and Kurt chuckled along with him.

After they both shared a piece of raspberry cheesecake, they headed home. Walking together all the way, just in case any photographs happened to be snapped, they didn't want to seem unwilling to be in each other's presence, Kurt even took Blaine's hand within his, and they walked along swinging their joined hands between them.

Reaching their building, they both nodded their greetings to the doorman before making their way to the elevator, which was where they both released their hands and stood on opposite sides of the elevator. Their penthouse apartment was huge, could easily situate and accommodate 8 people, comfortably, but it was perfect for them. For two people who were in each other's lives, but who needed their own space. They both had a separate side of the apartment, with their own studio/office, their own living room, and if either of them had company, they had their own separate bedrooms and bathrooms.

But obviously, when family or friends were staying over, they had to share a room. Not that they were adverse too, for most of the first 2 years of their marriage they had a smaller apartment with less rooms and less space, so they couldn't avoid sleeping in the same bed. Plus, at the start of their marriage they were also having sex with each other, it just made more sense to sleep together too.

Kurt had wandered through their shared room, it was where the bigger closet resided anyway, and upon walking in, he had spied a little note and a bra on the bed, obviously left there for Blaine's attention. He had a thought of taking that bra and burning it in their real fireplace, and ripping up that note before Blaine ever got to read it. But he shook his thoughts away as he pulled his lounge clothes out of the drawers on his side of their huge walk in closet, and proceeded into the bathroom to shower.

He hears a low whistle as the door swung open, and he rolled his eyes, with his back to Blaine.

"Damn, that's a nice ass." His husband said and Kurt turned his head to glare at him, as he washed his hair.

"Why do you have to disturb me?" He asked as he put his head back under the spray, Blaine watching him unashamedly, eyes roaming over his body.

"My mother wants to Skype us in like," Blaine eyed his watch, before looking back at Kurt, "15 minutes, so plaster on a smile for me, gorgeous."

He winked at Kurt as he left, and Kurt rolled his eyes again.

If he didn't like Blaine so much, he would have said screw it and divorced him years ago, but somehow, they just work. Their marriage is a sham, but their relationship isn't, for all intents and purposes, they were best friends. They didn't have sex anymore, not together, and they had so far avoided sleeping together for the last year and a half, the last time being Thanksgiving 2 years before.

They weren't in love, no, but they cared for each other. And their marriage works for their lifestyle. They weren't faithful, they weren't very nice people, they were snobby, they came from snobby families. But it was them.

After his shower, he wandered back through the bedroom, noting that the note and bra had both disappeared from the bed now, he smirked to himself as he dropped the towel and dressed in his lounge pants and a t-shirt. No point in being all that fashionable at home, Blaine never appreciated his taste in fashion anyway. Not that he cared.

Blaine had a light salad waiting for him on the kitchen table when he walked in, and he smiled gratefully at him before they sat down together to eat. Blaine had his laptop on the table, with the Skype screen up and after they had finished their last bites of lunch, a call came through.

Kurt got them both a glass of juice from the fridge as Blaine answered the call with a "Hey mom!"

"Oh, there you are! I feel like I haven't been able to talk to you for months, Blaine." Kurt smirked as his mother-in-law started ranting about being in touch more, as Blaine smiled bashfully at her, "And where is Kurt?"

"He's here," Blaine said and he looked up at Kurt, as he sat down next to him with a smile, and he kissed Blaine's cheek for good measure, "He just got out of the shower."

"Hello, Pamela."

"Oh, Kurt darling!"

Blaine rolled his eyes lightly at the term of endearment she threw at Kurt, she always did like him better than her own sons.

"How are you? I spoke to your father last weekend, and he said that you received that promotion at work! I'm so happy for you." She said and her excited smile was so full of pride, Kurt smiled back at her.

Blaine just slightly raised an eyebrow as he smiled at Kurt. 'Oh yeah that's right, he doesn't know,' Kurt thought as he smiled over at Blaine, 'Oh well.'

"Yes, we are very proud of you, my darling!"

"Thank you." Kurt said a little shyly as he tipped his head down.

They spoke with her about what they had been up to, and what was happening back in Ohio, they weren't really interested but they had to act it out. Blaine's brother Cooper came up in conversation, and his wife's pregnancy, and then it started, the questions.

"And I'm just wondering, when I'm going to be getting grandchildren from your end. Oh they would be so cute, obviously you would need to have two, one for both of your bloodlines, but that wouldn't make any of them less a part of our family of course." She explained, as her voice got more and more excited as she thought about it.

"Mom?" Blaine sighed.

"And they would be so smart! Oh I can't wait for you two to get started on making a family, we have all been waiting years for it to happen."

"Mom?!" Blaine tried again, his voice taking on an irritated tone.

"And I spoke to your father about it too, Kurt. We agreed on the joining of our fortune through our grandchildren, oh he had such wonderful ideas for it-"

"MOM!"

"What?!"

"Mom, Kurt and I haven't actually discussed children yet."

She huffed and crossed her arms on the screen and looked between them.

"Well, don't you think it's time to start thinking about it, none of us are getting any younger, and apparently it takes time to find the perfect surrogate and then maybe an egg donor and that's no guarantee that the sperm even takes a hold-"

"Mother please! Just stop, ok." Blaine interrupted her and held his forehead.

"Blaine, there is a lot of research to do before it happens you know."

"Yes, we both know it, but we haven't even discussed if we actually want children."

"Of course you do, everyone wants children."

"Look, Mom-"

"We'll talk about it." Kurt interrupted them and Pamela's face lit up, and Blaine turned to raise an eyebrow at Kurt who just ignored the look and kept smiling at Pam.

After they had disconnected the call, Blaine turned to glare at him.

"We'll talk about it?! What the hell, Kurt?!" Blaine yelled as he slammed the lid down on the laptop and then got up to pace the kitchen, "I cannot believe you told her that, now she's going to expect me to talk about kids next time, what the hell were you thinking? You're not actually thinking about kids right?!"

"Of course not, Blaine, I was just saving the conversation form turning nasty, you made your mother cry the last time!"

"Yeah, because she can't take a hint!" Blaine shouted as he flung his arms out to the sides, "You think I want to bring kids into...this!" He gestured between them and then slumped.

Kurt was quiet while Blaine continued his explanation.

"I don't want to mess any kids up...this marriage is a sham, really...kids aren't an option." Kurt nodded in agreement, he wouldn't bring kids in the middle of this either, "And I don't want to have kids with somebody I don't love."

Kurt had to hold back a flinch, that one stung.

"And the option of divorce is out too..." Blaine continued on and Kurt had looked up in surprise.

"You...you've thought about divorce?" He asked and Blaine lifted his eyes to him.

"Yeah...don't tell me you haven't." Blaine said and Kurt just shrugged, "Besides, it isn't an option, it's our family name at stake, everything we've done so far, will be for nothing."

"Yeah." Kurt said with a curt nod, before he stood up and headed for his side of the apartment, "I'm going to go sleep for a while." he called back as he left, and Blaine couldn't help feeling that he had hurt Kurt's feelings somehow.

He brushed off the feeling, they weren't in love, what should he care if Kurt's a little butt hurt over what he said, it was the truth.

He didn't want kids. But it wasn't about giving up his lifestyle, it was more to do with the fact that he was in the middle of a massive lie. His marriage wasn't real, not really. And he didn't want to be responsible for messing up children's heads about affection and relationships.

It was for the kids benefit, not his.

Maybe Kurt was his best friend, maybe the only person he never lied to, or even tried to lie to, was Kurt, but their relationship wasn't real. Sure, they got along, he actually liked spending time with his husband, he could be sweet when he wanted to be, just like how he was at the start of their marriage, he could tell when Blaine was having a bad day, he always made his favourite dinner and had a bottle of beer in hand for him after 5 minutes of walking through their apartment door.

Kurt was the only person in his life, that really knew him. Inside and out. And Kurt was an amazing cook, he was a fashion designer, so whenever Blaine needed a suit, it was always made by Kurt. Plus, he was incredibly beautiful.

It took a few years for the baby fat to fall off, but now Kurt was stunning. High cheek bones, bright blue eyes, perfectly shaped eyebrows, a strong and perfectly sculpted jawline, he could have been a model. And he was so intelligent, Blaine struggled sometimes to keep up with him in conversation.

He liked him, Kurt was awesome. But he didn't love him.

And that is why they had had to pretend all these years...wow 11 years, they had been married 11 years. Time flies.

Blaine sighed as he picked up his cell phone and dialled Sarah's number, it rang twice before it was answered, but Blaine didn't give her a chance to say hello.

"Hey, it's me. Can I see you tonight?"