Hello Hello. So Warnings for this fic include: cheating, unprotected sex with a stranger, mpreg, underage drinking, smutt, language, and the fact I wrote it on my phone so poor grammar may happen.
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Next chapter will be posted on 9/25
Two minutes. That's all he has to wait for the results. Kurt was staring at the timer on his phone, the Seconds ticking away far too slowly for his liking. This shouldn't be happening. This isn't who he was. He didn't throw himself around, hell he'd been dating the same guy for almost a year now and they'd yet to allow hand jobs. But one night, after a stupid fight, Kurt had taken a cab out to Scandals- the shady gay bar in Lima Heights Adjacent. Two shots of tequila, a beer and twenty minutes later and he had lost his virginity to a stranger in the back of a Mercedes.
The music was on full blast, Kurt could see little ringlets in his drink from the bass vibrations. Kurt was staring into the almost empty beer, hoping that it would just swallow him whole and he could just pretend like he'd never existed.
He was so angry at Blaine. The boy never had time for him anymore. It was always "I have homework" or "me and the guys are hanging out" he never invited Kurt to any of it, and Kurt was beginning to feel like he only had a boyfriend when it was convenient for Blaine.
Kurt looked around the basement like room, not really sure what he was searching for. His eyes met another mans across the room. The guy looked not much older than him, and had the most striking green eyes Kurt had ever seen on a human.
One Minute.
"Fuck! Right th-YES!" Kurt cried out, not caring that his cheek was pressed against a steamy window, or that his arm was bent awkwardly into his side.
"Like that, baby?" Kurt cringed at the pet name, it made Kurt think of him.
"D-dont call me Baby." The strangers movements stuttered for a moment, but he quickly recovered and resumed his brutal pace.
"Whatever you say, Princess."
30 seconds.
Kurt pulled up his pants, cringing when he felt a wet spot forming from the semen dripping from his stretched ass hole, thankful he wore dark pants.
10 seconds.
All Kurt could think about was getting home and taking a long, hot shower.
The timer went off, and Kurt stared at the phone a few seconds more, afraid to look at the plastic stick on the counter.
Kurt sighed and looked to the test, Little blue plus sign. There was no denying it now, he was pregnant, and his boyfriend was not the father.
Kurts thumb hovered over the name in his phone. Honestly he was amazed he'd even given Kurt his phone number, but there it was. Kurt could call him, meet him for coffee and tell him. But he just put his phone in his pocket and sighed, the brunette placed his hand on his lower abdomen, he should be freaking out. He should be crying and morning over lost dreams that were now unattainable. He should be having a melt down because he would never be a Broadway star, he would never see his name up in lights over times square, and he would never tour the world with nothing but his hearts desire to tell him where to go. He should be grieving his life plan, but he found himself unable to remember it. He tried to grasp for it, to feel the anticipation and weightless ambition that once drove him for New York, but all he got were visions of a nursery, of a practical career, and the longing feeling of emptiness that came with realizing he didn't even know his child's father's first name. He didn't have a plan, and his old plan wouldn't work anymore.
"Well. I guess we need to figure out a new plan, Little One. A plan for us."
-Dalton-
Sebastian was seated across from some dreamy twink, listening to him prattle on about his boyfriend -Kent something or other- not that Sebastian cared. He just wanted in this guy's pants, and mouth.
"So Blaine. Not that I'm not enthralled with our current conversation, but what do you say about meeting up for coffee after school Friday? I heard the Lima bean is pretty good." Blaines face lit up like a fire cracker, and he nodded quickly. Virgins were so easy to get excited.
"I'd love to! How about four?"
"Perfect."
Sebastian walked away from the meeting without his usual satisfaction, he had a heavy feeling in the pit of his stomach. It was that stupid one night stand from the bar. The one he gave his phone number to, why the hell did I give him my number? I never give out my number. He still didnt call him back for round two, and Sebastian didn't have his number. Sebastian never even did repeat performances, so why did he care? Because that little bitch had gotten under his skin. He made him feel something again.
Sebastian finished zipping up his pants, the boy he'd just finished fucking into was fixing his hair in the rear view mirror. Sebastian smiled at the haughty look on his face. You could tell he was a sassy person, someone who always had a witty come back. Someone that wouldn't back down to Sebastians snark. He needed someone like that.
Sebastian quickly shook the thought from his head and looked at the clock, they had known eachother for 17 minutes now, it was almost time to tell the boy to scram. But he got a sick feeling in his gut at the thought. He looked into the boys clear blue eyes and tried to stop the smile on his face, he took him by the nape of the neck and pulled him close, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth. The brunette princess gave a deep moan, and tried to deepen the kiss, Sebastian pulled back and smirked at the wanton look on his lovers face.
"Here princess, I'll give you my number. Call me if you ever want round two."
With thirty seconds to spare before twenty minutes, Princess exited the car. Sebastian watched at the clock hit midnight, and drove away. He never let a hook up last more than twenty minutes, ever.
Because twenty minutes wasn't enough to change some ones life.
Sebastian made his way to class, looking at his phone like it would make him call, but nothing. That was probably for the best. A month had already passed and no call, Princess had probably forgotten about his existence.
Kurt Hummel was in a panic. He went through the school day on auto pilot. Nothing made sense, and why did he even need to know what the sum of a triangle was or whatever? What he NEEDED was a course in "how do I tell my father I'm pregnant? And do I break up with my boyfriend or do I sleep with him and pretend the baby is his? Would anyone even fall for that?" Probably not, considering there would be a one month gap between the baby's age and the actual sex. And it's not like he could do that to Blaine anyway, he wasn't even sure he would want Blaine to raise his child, they had been drifting apart for some time now,
Well, I guess now would be the perfect time to break up. I'll go to coffee with him Friday and I'll do it then.
Kurt walked into his french lit class and sat next to Azimio, not even caring enough to insult him in French like he usually did, he was pretty sure Azimio understood him anyway, but he pretended not to so people wouldn't pick on him for speaking french. Kurt looked on his last test, the boy was fluent.
Kurt opened his Web browser on his phone under the table and continued the reading on Male Pregnancy,
While one in four men have the ability to become pregnant, only one out of every ten that carry the gene will ever realize it, due to their sexuality.
The first reported male pregnancy in 1954 paved the way for research, and nowadays male pregnancy is treated the exact same as female pregnancy, except for the male must have a c-section. Male Pregnancy has no additional risks, though all of the risks of female pregnancy have been reported in male pregnancy.
Kurt felt a small smile spread on his face, the thought of a little life growing inside of him, while terrifying was still amazing, and even though he'd only known about his pregnancy for about seven hours now, he was already Falling in love with the little human.
He scrolled down the page to the FAQ,
Q- When do I need to call my doctor?
A- When you get a positive home test, it is best to have your doctor confirm with a blood test.
Q- When will I have my first ultrasound?
A- Most doctors will see you between. 8 and 10 weeks, some may wait until 12 weeks.
Q- How do I know how far along I am?
A- For males it is harder to tell because they do not have a menstrual period, so your doctor will have to do a blood HCG test and go by your hormone levels.
Kurt furrowed his brow, he'd had sex with "Sexy" ad the other man had named himself in Kurts phone about a month ago, he wondered if he was going to have to wait another month to see his baby, he made a note in his phone to call the doctor on his way home from school.
By the time Glee started Kurts head was ready to hit the desk. That had been the first thing to tip him off about the pregnancy, Kurt had never been one to run low on energy, and usually coffee helped. But he'd tried to drink caffeine the other day and had the world's worst heart burn.
Rachel was going on about what solos she wanted and Kurt felt Mercedes nudge him,
"White boy!" She hissed, "aren't you gonna fight her on this?" Kurt sighed And shook his head,
"Not today Cedes, I'm super tired." He closed his eyes and missed the concerned glances exchanged between Mercedes and Quinn.
Kurt Arrived to Hummel Tires and Lube 45 minutes after glee ended, he had called the doctor but was informed since he was under 18 he needed his father's consent to be seen. So this was going to happen today. Originally Kurt had planned to wait to tell his dad until hed seen the doctor, he knew he wasnt going to wait because thay would mean keeping a secret from his father, and that was something he didnt do. He didnt lie and or keep secrets from his dad, and his dad did the same for him. They made it a point to always be ho est with eachother, no matter how hard tjat may be. So he gave himself a pep talk and he was going to tell his father, the same man that told him not to throw himself around and to use protection, that he was pregnant by a stranger he met at a club.
Kurt walked into the shop and located his father, his palms were sweating and his heart racing. His dad was talking with the guys that worked in the shop, they were having a staff meeting. But Kurt knew if he didn't tell him right now, he never would.
"Dad? I need to talk to you." Burt Gave him a look and gestured for him to go wait in the office,
"I'll be about five minutes, bud."
"This can't wait dad." Burt looked taken aback but nodded and led the way to his office and shut the door,
"What's up kid? Are the bullies-"
"I'm pregnant." There. I got it out.
"Youre...you're pregnant?" Kurt felt the tears start to pour down his face, he'd been holding them in all day,
"I'm so sorry dad." Burt removed his cap and rubbed his hand over his head. He stared at the floor for a few moments, what felt like an eternity to Kurt,
"Does Blaine know?" Kurt looked at the floor again and replied in a small voice,
"He's not the father." Kurt couldn't look up. He couldn't face the look of disappointment on his father's face. He waited for the yelling, or the lecture. But nothing came, Instead he simply asked,
"Who's the father?"
"I-i dont know?." Kurt looked up and saw only confusion on his dad's face,
"You don't know?"
"I know who he is. But I don't know his name. I was angry and I got drunk and we hooked up at a club." There was the look Kurt didn't want to see, the look of complete betrayal, hurt and disappointment. Burt Hummel was at a loss for words. He wasn't one for yelling, and in Kurts whole life the boy had only required actual punishment twice. Was this even the type of thing you could punish? How does one punish their child for this? Do you ground them? Burt was silent for a long time, mulling over scenrios in his head, nothing seemed approriate.
"I don't know what to say, Kurt. How about you go home and rest. No friends, no Internet unless baby related and we will discus further restrictions later. I'll call the doctor."
"Dad im-"
"Sorry. I know kid. Go home, I'll be there in a few hours." Kurt nodded and made his way out of the shop.
Kurt got to his room that night and for the first time since he was nine, he cried himself to sleep.
