Hi. This is my mpreg. If you don't like do not read! I don't need any rude reviews because of the content of the story. So yeah. :P
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or anything products used in this story.
Blaine and Kurt laid on the couch making out as Toy Story 2 playing in the background. Lying on his back, Blaine ran his tongue over Kurt's soft, pink lips. When Kurt let his mouth open for Blaine the boy spent his time probing his mouth, caressing his tongue against Kurt's. Nights like these when they were home alone was always taken advantage of. Both boys loved to cuddle up next to each other or have sex. Since their first time they had taken advantage of any time they could to touch each other with lack of clothes.
Blaine pushed against Kurt's shoulders and slid out from under him. Kurt looked after him quizzically as he rushed to the bathroom down the hall. Kurt didn't think about it and turned to see where they were in the movie when he heard retching. He hopped up and ran down the hall.
"Blaine?" Kurt called through the door "Baby, what's wrong? Why are you throwing up?"
Blaine opened the door a second later and collapsed into Kurt's arms. "What's wrong babe?" Kurt whispered. "I don't know. I just had to puke all of a sudden." Blaine replied into Kurt's shoulder.
Kurt tilted up Blaine's head and put the back of his hand to his cheeks. "You don't feel hot. Do you hurt or anything?" Kurt asked as he grabbed Blaine's hand and led him back to the couch in the living room.
Blaine shook his head when Kurt turned to look at him. Carol and Burt walked in when Kurt sat down next to Blaine. Burt saw the worried expression on Kurt's face, "What's wrong boys?" Burt asked in a gruff voice.
"Blaine started to throw up but we don't know why. I felt his cheeks and he feels normal to me." Kurt answered.
Carol walked over and felt his cheeks too and said he was fine. "Why don't we go to the hospital? It may be a stomach bug and I don't want you to throw up more than you already have, Blaine." Carol said as she picked up her purse and keys from the table by the door. They headed to the hospital, Blaine laying down with his head on Kurt's lap. Burt would look back every so often and the look on Blaine's face told him that he felt like he was about to puke again.
Burt was so happy Blaine agreed to go to the hospital. He usually doesn't except getting help. Blaine needed to be looked at though. Not even being a doctor Burt could tell Blaine was sick. Someway, somehow, he didn't know all he knew was that he was sick and needed an actual doctor. Now.
