Kurt tossed and turned kicking Blaine in the calf several times. Giving up up trying to sleep he got out of bed and waddled down to the kitchen/living room, he scanned the cupboards grinning from ear to ear once he spotted a box of cookies. Grabbing them he poured himself a class of milk, ripping the box open he looked around him and Blaine's small apartment. He thought back to a few years ago when they had moved in, Blaine and Finn were doing most of the heavy lifting while Kurt followed in with the much lighter things, yes he could carry heavy things too but what would be the point in when you could get your brother and boyfriend doing most of it. Kurt smirked at the memory as he munched another cookie, suddenly he felt a sharp pain shot through his stomach. He winced and hunched over as another shot through him, it seemed to be worse than the first one "Blaine!" He cried out as another pain shot through him he managed to get himself over to the sofa to sit tears streaming down his cheeks. "Blaine!" Kurt cried again, he heard a crash come from the bedroom looking up he saw his boyfriend shoving his glasses on and kneeling down next to him. "Kurt, baby what's wrong?" He brought his hand up to move the hair away from his face "The babies are coming." the other man frowned his eyebrows furrowed "But... They can't be! They're a few weeks early!" He had sprung to his feet pacing, letting out a groan of pain Kurt grabbed his pacing boyfriend and pulled him close to his face "We don't have a say in the matter right now Blaine! Get me to the hospital now before I strangle you." The other man nodded with wide eyes and helped his boyfriend to his feet.
Rachel and Santana arrived at the hospital as soon they got Blaine's panicked phone call. They sat outside the room Kurt was in, nervously waiting for any news to come them, when a nurse rushed out leaving the door open slightly they had to stop themselves from giggling at Kurt screaming at Blainr"FUCK YOU BLAINE ANDERSON! FUCK YOU! IF YOU THINK YOU'RE COMING NEAR ME AGAIN THINK A FUCKING AGAIN!" Rachel turned to her wife biting her lip "Do you really think it's that sore?" she whispered, Santana rolled her eyes and wrapped an arm around her "Kurt's a drama queen, he's just doing that so when they're having kids next Blaine knows he's carrying." The woman giggled but were interpreted by someone clearing his throat, they looked up to see Blaine grinning "Would you like girls like to meet my children?"
Kurt woke up from his nap groggily, he looked over to his bedside to see Blaine sitting cooing over the twins. With a small smile he reached out and patted his boyfriend on the knee, Blaine looked up at him grinning with tears in his eyes "Kurt, baby. We're daddies, thank you." Kurt let out a quiet chuckle "No thank you." Blaine placed the twins back into their small cribs, once they were settled the curled headed man leaned down to kiss his children on the forehead, he then moved to his boyfriend leaning down to catch his lips in a soft kiss.