The New Beginning

Summary

AU: When Blaine comes out of a bad breakup he decides to do something that he has always wanted to do, have a baby. He decides to use an anonymous sperm donor who may just change his life. Mpreg!Blaine, eventual Klaine, Blaine's POV.

Warnings:

Mpreg!Blaine, Bottom!Blaine (although they will swap), not Sebastian or Adam friendly, smut.

Chapter 2: The Date.

The hospital visit went well; I was told that I should be feeling movement soon which I am ridiculously excited for.

That was a week ago.

A week since I met Kurt.

A week since I last spoke to Kurt.

I cannot help but think that maybe he was only asking me out on a date to be nice. I keep replaying the encounter over and over in my head and wondering why he hasn't done good on his promise to call me.

Maybe I'm being ridiculous. Maybe I should just bite the bullet and call him first.

I don't have long to ponder calling Kurt as he finally (FINALLY) rings me.

"Hello?" I answer hesitant of how this conversation is going to go.

"Hello Blaine."

"Urmm… How are you?" I ask after an extended silence.

"I'm very good, thank you. How are you and the little ones doing?"

Little ones? He's interested in me and my babies?

"Yeah, everything is going well. I was told at my last appointment that I should be able to feel movement soon, which I am excited about. I mean I know that I'll probably get fed up with the kicking eventually but at the moment I'm very excited" I babble on.

"That's very exciting." Kurt says enthusiastically. "So… about that date. Are you free tonight?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm free." I say smiling at the thought that I wasn't making up that Kurt actually likes me.

"Awesome, if you text me your address I'll come and pick you up at say… 7? And we go to an Italian restaurant that I know and love."

"That sounds brilliant."

"See you soon Blaine."

"Yeah, see you."

The line goes dead and I send a quick text to Kurt with my address.

I look at the time and see that I have 8 hours until he comes to pick me up.

8 hours later and I'm bathed and dressed in tight red jeans that sit just below my stomach and just about do up, a white polo and a red bowtie with some white converse. I have a small amount of gel in my hair to tame the unruly curls slightly.

At 7:03 exactly my door buzzes.

"Hello?"

"Hi Blaine!"

"I'll be right down." I say and put the phone down. I put on my black knee length coat because of the freezing weather in mid-January in New York. I quickly grab my phone, keys and wallet and head downstairs.

"You look very dapper." Kurt says as soon as I walk over to him.

"And you look-" I look at his outfit and swallow loudly. He is wearing a thigh length black coat which has the top buttons undone to revel a purple patterned shirt and sinfully tight blue jeans with black doc martins. He also has a scarf that matches his shirt around his neck. "-Hot. Urmm… I mean you look nice."

Kurt's face lights up and he leans in to whisper into my ear "I think you look hot as well." Before he turns around and walks to his car leaving me blushing. He opens the passenger door for me and I climb inside.

The music is playing as he begins to drive to the restaurant and I begin to sing along without really thinking.

"You have a beautiful voice." Kurt says once the song is over.

"Thank you." I say looking down smiling and blushing, not used to the compliments.

"I can see why you were on Broadway, I bet you were incredible on that stage."

"I can see how you can work at vogue." I say nodding to his outfit trying to get the conversation away from me.

"You don't get compliments a lot do you?" Kurt observes.

"Not anymore." I say looking out of the window. I feel his hand grab mine and turn to look at him.

"Well that's ridiculous because you deserve many compliments."

We get to the restaurant and are shown to our reserved table. We order our food and drink then smile nervously at each other.

"So."

"So." We say at the same time. "You can go first." Kurt offers.

"Look Kurt I'm going to be honest here. I doubted you for a while there. I doubted that you actually like me and all of this." I say gesturing to my stomach.

"Well as we are being honest I'm going to tell you the truth. I was scared. I was scared that you were creeped out by me when we first met. I was scared that you wouldn't want to give me a chance because when you said that you didn't have a partner you seemed pretty defensive. But mostly I'm scared that I'll screw this up. I don't have a brilliant history with relationships. I can be pretty over the top with everything. But I can also be a bit scared of committing myself. Now I'm not saying I have ever cheated because I haven't but I'm pretty set in my ways and it is difficult for me to deal with people coming in from the outside and messing my routine up. But I told myself I was being stupid and messing this opportunity up with you would be the biggest mistake of my life. So here I am."

"Thank you for being honest with me."

"I understand if you don't want to ever see me again." Kurt says quietly.

"I most definitely want to see you again, well unless you do something really bad before the end of the date that is." I chuckle slightly. "But a big thing for me is that the guy I am with is honest about what he is thinking and feeling."

"Thank you for giving me a chance."

The food arrives and we eat whilst sharing a few words here and there.

For pudding we share an ice cream sundae and flirt shamelessly.

We drive back to my apartment and park in the car park.

"Thank you so much for tonight Kurt. I feel like I say that too much."

"It's okay, really. I had a good time."

"Me too, I hope to see you soon."

"We will definitely see each other again soon."

We look at each other and I see his eyes drift to my lips.

"I really want to kiss you." I say without thinking.

"What's stopping you?" Kurt says leaning in. Our lips connect in a chaste but lingering kiss. He pulls away and smiles at me.

"Oh." I gasp and touch my stomach.

"What? What's wrong?" Kurt asks concerned.

"They moved." I say with tears streaming down my face.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Kurt asks unconvinced.

"I'm just so happy." I whisper leaning in to kiss Kurt.

"Can- Can I feel?" Kurt asks nervously as we pull away.

"Yeah, but I don't think you'll be able to feel it on the outside yet." I grab his hand and put it over the spot I felt movement. I feel movement again and look to see if he felt it too. "You're crying." I state wiping the tears off of his cheek with my thumb.

"I'm such a mess, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry for having feelings Kurt."

"It-Its getting late." He says looking away.

"I'll call you."

"You better." Kurt jokes tearfully as I get out of the car.

From Kurt

9:49: Goodnight Blaine.

To Kurt

9:50: Goodnight Kurt.

I go to sleep with a smile on my face, it looks like my life might actually be getting better.

A/N

Thank you for the reviews. I'm sorry this is such a short chapter; I hope the next ones are longer.