CHAPTER TWO

One Year Later

"Rachel Berry, you are driving me up a fucking wall!" Kurt shouted from the other side of the stage. "Let's just get through the scene ONCE before you start picking out every single little detail!"

Kurt had no idea why he agreed to this in the first place. Rachel had come up to him months ago suggesting they should work together, i.e. Kurt writes the show with Rachel being the star, both of them producing and directing the show together. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but now he was seriously regretting it, especially since she had been pointing out every single flaw whether it be with the dialogue, the other actors or the music.

"I am not!" Rachel shouted back defensively in her Rachel Berry way. "I am merely suggesting ideas to make it better!"

"Suggest them at a different time! We need to get through this scene and get at least the mechanics down before we move on to anything else." Kurt directed as he moved downstage, turning around to face his cast. "Now, let's just get through this and then we can move on." They had only gotten through a quarter of the scene before Rachel stopped and made a comment of how her co-star's entrance was all wrong, making everyone moan and groan. Kurt walked off stage rubbing his temples while saying with a clearly irritated voice,

"Go to lunch, guys…one hour." As Kurt walked down the stairs and into the audience, he spotted Blaine seated comfortably in one of the seats towards the front of the stage and walked over to him, still rubbing the sides of his head.

"How much of that did you hear?" Kurt mumbled, taking a seat next to Blaine.

"I wish I brought popcorn." Blaine said with a slightly enthusiastic tone and a smile on his face making Kurt groan.

"Shit…"

"No, no, it was very entertaining. You and Rachel should really have your own TV show, it'd be great!" Judging by the look on Kurt's face, Blaine knew he needed to stop talking immediately. "Ok, I'm sorry, but seriously, aside from Rachel being…for lack of a better word, Rachel, how's everything going?"

"Everything and everyone else is doing great and we would be so much farther along if, ya know, Rachel wasn't being Rachel." Kurt said with a slight bitter laugh at the end and then taking a look over at Blaine, his face scrunching together in confusion. "Why are you here? Not that I don't love seeing you, but don't you have class or Glee or papers to grade or something?"

"Well, it's Saturday so there is no school and I do have papers to grade, but I wanted to come and have lunch with you. You've been so busy with this lately I feel like I don't get to see you a whole lot." Blaine said with a shrug of his shoulders, taking Kurt's hand in his giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Like I said, we would be so much farther along if Rachel wasn't being Rachel, but I would love to have lunch with you." Kurt smiled for the first time since he walked into the theater.

"Great! Come on, let's go eat at the park down the street. I brought lunch and it's gorgeous outside." Blaine smiled back before standing pulling Kurt up along with him.

"What'd you bring?" Kurt questioned.

"Your favorite italian sub with extra italian dressing from that sub shop that's by us."

"Oh my god, Blaine! I love you so much right now!" Kurt gushed as he wrapped an arm around Blaine's waist as they made their way out of the building and to the car.

After they ate their lunch, Blaine walked Kurt back into the theater before saying goodbye and leaving to go home. For Kurt, his day just kept on getting longer and longer because Rachel wouldn't move on from anything until everything and everyone did it perfectly. It wasn't until late when Kurt got home, and when he did, he found Blaine at the kitchen table, his head rested on the surface fast asleep with a pen in his right hand. Kurt could only assume he was grading his students' homework assignments while he fell asleep. He smiled at the sight before gently waking Blaine up and taking him upstairs to bed.

As the new week started, Kurt noticed Blaine was acting differently. Not bad, just not in his everyday mood. At first he just thought Blaine was being nice and considerate and just being well, Blaine because he's always nice and considerate, but Kurt's noticed he's been going overboard recently. First it started out with when he showed up at the theater to have lunch with him. Again, Kurt just thought it was a nice gesture, but come Sunday morning, there Blaine is with breakfast in bed, something they've only done a handful of times. It's also not only breakfast he'd make, Blaine would make every lunch and dinner as well. Kurt has also become aware of how loving and affectionate Blaine was being. Which again, he was not opposed to because Kurt knows Blaine loves him very much, but even this seemed a little much.

It had been another long day for Kurt when he strolled into his house on Friday night. He half expected Blaine to be out with friends, but was surprised to find him sitting on the couch with papers sprawled out across the coffee table, which Kurt assumed to be his students' homework.

"What are you doing home? I thought you were going out with people?" Kurt inquired as he stepped into the room from the kitchen.

"I was, but then there was this whole confusion where some people thought we were going out this week and some people thought it was next and surprisingly there was one of them who didn't know they said they were coming. So I talked to Wes-"Blaine stopped talking when he looked up at Kurt who was rubbing his neck and wincing slightly. "Is your neck sore?"

"A little…so is my back. I'll be ok, just need some sleep."

"Nah, come 'ere, I'll rub it for you," Blaine offered, putting his pen down on the coffee table, shifting slightly giving Kurt enough to sit in front of him.

"No, it's ok, you have papers to grade, and I don't want to interrupt you." Kurt turned down Blaine's offer who waved his hand which waved the comment.

"I've been grading papers all night and they all majorly suck, so please, sit down and let me help you." Kurt looked at Blaine with suspicion in his eyes, which seemed to be ignored as Blaine patted the space in-between his legs, encouraging Kurt to sit down. Eventually, he listened and sat down in the vacant space, second's later feeling Blaine's hands on his shoulders, moving in ways Kurt could only believe was magic.

"Damn that feels so good…" Kurt murmured, leaning back against Blaine, getting lost in the touch, hearing a soft chuckle from behind.

Blaine pressed a kiss in the side of Kurt's neck, which turned into lightly suck his skin, turning the pale flesh into a light pink color. Kurt turned his head to the left, giving Blaine more room to work, which he trailed his hands down Kurt's arms, soon wrapping them around his waist, lightly running his fingers over Kurt's stomach.

"Oh, you definitely want something, Anderson," Kurt lightly moaned as Blaine rested his back against the arm of the couch.

"What makes you say that?" Blaine asked innocently, moving towards the sensitive patch of skin behind Kurt's ear.

"Just tell me what you want and dear lord never stop doing that…" Kurt practically breathed out. Why was Blaine so good at that? As much as Kurt loved what Blaine was doing, he pushed himself away, turning so that his legs were draped over Blaine's right leg, now being able to face Blaine and get an actual answer. "What do you want, Blaine?"

Blaine looked down at his hands in his lap, not knowing why it was so hard to say one simple thing. Kurt rested his shoulder into his husband, and put his forehead against Blaine's temple. After what seemed to be forever, Blaine answered softly with,

"I want a baby."