He knew it was wrong, from the second his lips touched the younger man's he knew he needed to just walk away, but he was heartbroken and those pouty lips had been so tempting and he had not rejected him so Blaine had allowed it to happen. It would never happen again though, he promised himself that much as he limped out of Sam's grungy little apartment, after tonight he was going to act as if it had never even happened and go back to being his usual professional self. He realized that would be impossible nine weeks later though when he came down with a stomach virus just as finals week was about to start, he did a hell of a job trying to though, even as he began to notice changes in his body just a week later. There was a part of his mind that was trying to be rational, the part that took over at night as he tossed and turned, telling him that something was not right, that if he were only ten weeks pregnant there would be no outward sign just yet. But, the part of his brain that took over turning the day just swept it all under the rug as it rationalized the sickness as being stress induced and the disappearance of his muscle tone as being a slowing metabolism, he was thirty after all.
Two weeks later when his stomach took on a distinctly curved appearance he pulled some of his baggier t-shirts out of his closet and a week later when his jeans refused to button he dug out his sweat pants, it was summer and he was just allowing himself to be comfortable he told himself. A week later the delusional little world he had been living in caved him around him when the stomach virus that was still sticking around finally left him so dehydrated that he passed out while lounging around at an old friends house one afternoon. When he woke up, he was already in the ambulance and on his way to the hospital with an IV stuck in his hand and suddenly the panic he had been keeping at bay was eating him alive as they unloaded him and rolled him to his fate. He had done his best to keep ignoring it all as they replaced the empty IV bag with a new one and a doctor began to poke and prod at his bloated middle, staring blankly at the ceiling as he was asked how far along he was. Once the doctor left to retrieve an ultra sound machine Blaine finally glanced downward, a look of distaste crossing his features as he eyed a small red mark on his stomach and thought to himself that it had to be something else, he was too big and too sick for this to be a pregnancy.
Less than thirty minutes later though the panic came back as the doctor confirmed not one but two heartbeats followed minutes later by a visual confirmation and two hours later, he was handed an envelope with several pictures in it, some prescriptions and the name of a gynecologist as a nurse removed his IV telling him to take it easy. Everything seemed too real after that and as they wheeled him out to his ride he realized that now he had to explain this all to his friend, Kurt, as well and he was not sure if the sickness he felt at that moment was from dread or the morning sickness. Telling Kurt was easier than he thought it would be, awkward when he assumed that Blaine's ex was the father, but he took it all in stride, chastising his friend for not taking better care of himself and not telling him sooner. When Blaine finally managed to convinced him that he was okay to stay the night by himself and Kurt left, just as the sun was setting, Blaine felt slightly relieved to know that even if this was real and was happening that he at least had one person who would be there to support him.
It was not until later that night, after he had managed to choke down some food and just as he was looking over the pill bottles, he had acquired that afternoon that it really sunk in that in less than twenty-six weeks he would be having not one but two babies. From there his thoughts drifted to teaching and how he was going to continue with his classes when he was facing so many difficulties this early on followed by thoughts of what he would tell his coworkers and then there was Sam. Sam, who had been his student when he got pregnant, who would still be a student when the babies were born, and most importantly Sam, whom he had not talked to since the night he got pregnant. He would lose his job if anyone found out he was pregnant by a student, hell, he would not ever be able to get a teaching job again if anyone found out and Sam would get expelled. There would be no way to keep the pregnancy a secret, unless he took the entire semester off, which he did not have the tenure to do yet, but maybe letting his coworkers thoughts go where Kurt's had earlier wouldn't be a bad idea. It wasn't a secret that he and his partner of five years had split up and a mere week before his encounter with Sam at that, add in the likely hood that he wouldn't go to term and fooling his coworkers into thinking he was pregnant by his ex seemed like a pretty promising plan.
He pushed all of those thoughts to the background as he threw himself into planning for the rapidly approaching school year, scheduling doctor's appointments as far out in advance as possibly to keep them in line with his class schedule. As the last week of summer started, he finally allowed Kurt to make several purchases for him, as his belly was expanding quickly and even his loosest t-shirts were hugging the curve of it tightly, before dragging him out to compose an entire new wardrobe. Kurt thankfully had the foresight to purchase multiple sizes in order to avoid frequent shopping trips and Blaine had honestly never been so thankful to have a fashion designer as a best friend as he was the first week of classes when the smallest sizes they had acquired were already beginning to feel snug. As the first week of classes came to a close he found most of his coworkers and students accepting of his cover story and his situation and as he entered his house on Friday evening, he could not help the tired sigh that escaped from him.
As his morning sickness had finally eased up slightly, Blaine had found himself left feeling constantly tired and achy, sleep becoming even more difficult as a flurry of activity began in his belly as both babies began to make their already undeniable presence known on a whole new level. His hands now moved of their own volition, resting on and rubbing the stretched flesh almost constantly in a mindless attempt to soothe the wriggling lives inside him. As the second week of classes started, his thoughts were drawn back to Sam and more importantly, what would happen if the younger man spotted him around campus in his current state seeing as there was already no denying that Blaine was pregnant. He kept his eyes peeled between classes and on his way to and from his car each day, ducking for cover every time he spotted a blonde haired student on campus. He never actually caught sight of his former student though until he was twenty-one weeks pregnant, he had just been exiting his class when he caught sight of the pouty-lipped man leaving the building across the road. The guilt he had felt gnawing at his stomach was almost unbearable as he slipped back into his classroom, smoothing a hand over the firm curve of his belly. After that, he had begun to seriously rethink his idea to keep Sam in the dark but at the same time even if you discounted all of the other issues that came with a student being a father, Blaine had no idea if Sam would even want the responsibility.
Outside of his classes, Blaine began the process of turning his at home office into a nursery, though he quickly found that with his newly acquired girth he actually could not do much and in the end had to fork out the extra money for both delivery and assembly of most of the furniture. By the start his twenty-third week he realized with a smile that the nursery was nearly complete as he dressed for the day, the smile slipping off his face though as he pulled at the buttons on his cardigan only to find them stretched tight and gaping once he did manage to do them up. He sighed and moved towards the bathroom mirror, he had only worn this cardigan once the previous week and there was no way he should have outgrown it already but as he took in his appearance, he cringed at the realization that the twins had hit another growth spurt. With a sigh he tossed the item towards the mountain of clothing that no longer fit, pulling up his shirt to get a better look at his belly, cupping the underside of it and rubbing gently as he felt one of the babies shift before pulling his shirt back down and going in search of another cardigan.
When his last class of the day finally ended, he began to pack his things up and made his way outside distractedly while he mentally made a list of clothing items he was running low on, smoothing a hand over his stomach as he walked. He was wondering to himself if he might be able to talk Kurt into going shopping for him when he felt a pair of eyes on him and looked up to find Sam staring at him from across the parking lot. He cursed himself for getting so lost in his thoughts as he changed his path and made his way over to the younger man, unsure of what he would even say when he got there.
Sam seemed out of it as Blaine approached and he noted that the blonde haired boy was unusually pale, "I think we need to talk, privately", Blaine said softly, placing a hand on Sam's arm in an attempt to pull him from his thoughts.
Blaine led him towards his car, silently thanking whatever deity might be listening that Sam had not asked right then and there if they were his, only speaking again to ask if the younger man still lived in the same place. They drove in silence, Blaine feeling Sam's gaze on him the entire time, making him feel slightly self-conscious and he fought the urge to pull at his cardigan as they parked outside his building and made their way up.
Blaine lowered himself onto the grimy couch, allowing his thoughts to tumble out and feeling the guilt that had been eating at him for months multiply while he watched the emotions played across Sam's face as it sunk in that he was the father of not one but two children. He winced a moment later when Sam darted into the bathroom, the sound or him retching reaching Blaine's ears as he hoisted himself back off the couch, following him and awkwardly rubbing circles on his back. The sound, sight, and smell made him feel a little green himself but this was his fault so he stayed put, reaching for a cup and filling it with water for the younger man when he finally stopped heaving. When they returned to the living room and began to talk again, it quickly became apparent to Blaine that the blonde man was not going to run away from this. When Sam's hand came to rest on his belly all thoughts of what was best for him and what was best for Sam went out the window and for the first time he started thinking about what would be best for their children.
Later that evening, when Blaine left the apartment, they had started to put together a plan that would include both of them while hopefully still keeping everyone else in the dark. When he made it back to his house he was exhausted but as he drifted off to sleep that night he realized that while a lot of things were still uncertain about their situation, that for the first time since he accepted that he was in fact pregnant he felt at peace.
