a/n: clearly way, way far in the future-but i told you guys it'd be random and out of order and completely unconnected. written for 'threesome day' of blainchel week :)


Blaine loved Sunday mornings. Rachel rarely worked the matinee show on the weekend, her understudy almost always performing so she could have a small break before going on stage Monday night once more. Sebastian and her would set breakfast, laughing and singing in the kitchen to whatever tunes they deemed appropriate for the morning as they prepared food together.

It was ABBA that he walked in on one morning in October, Sebastian singing along to Dancing Queen as he spun Rachel around, the two small wedding bands she wore on her left hand ring finger glittering in the morning sun and a smile on Blaine's face at the sight. She immediately spun towards him, grabbing him by the hands as she sang along-you can dance, you can jive-Sebastian mixing pancake batter on the counter with a wink in Blaine's direction.

"Having a good morning, are we?" Blaine chuckled, pressing a small kiss to the side of her lips, Rachel never hesitating as she continued singing along, preparing him a cup of coffee.

"We have news," Sebastian shrugged as he slid onto the counter, Rachel taking over his spot in preparing the pancakes.

"Good news, I hope," Blaine commented, sipping his coffee and noticing how nervous Rachel seemed to appear. "Rach?"

She looked at Sebastian, who nodded his consent but she still didn't say anything, Blaine becoming nervous at her silence. It wasn't like her, the last time she had been this quiet was when Blaine and Sebastian and proposed, her face the picture of confusion as she had tried to comprehend how that would work. He prodded her once more, but it wasn't until she was sliding a plate of pancakes in front of him that she finally acknowledged him, her lip sucked in between her teeth as she sat down next to him.

"I'm pregnant," she finally said, and Blaine just kind of stared blankly back at her for a minute, Sebastian still humming away to Mamma Mia in the background-and if Blaine could give a thought to irony at the title, he would have, but the word 'pregnant' seemed to have taken over his entire mind.

"Pregnant?" he repeated, and she nodded, now looking even more worried and Blaine immediately knew he had to fix it, kissing her quickly as his face broke out into a grin. "We're going to be parents."

"I suppose it was a good thing we didn't move into a one bedroom apartment," Sebastian mused from his spot as Rachel laughed, ducking her head into Blaine's shoulder as he shot Sebastian a glance.

"You're okay with this?" Rachel asked him, and Blaine nodded emphatically.

"Way, way more than okay with this," Blaine promised, kissing her again as Sebastian turned the volume up as the song changed, singing dramatically with a spatula in hand as Blaine grabbed Rachel's hand, twirling her around the kitchen and laughing with her, the knowledge that their Sunday mornings were going to get a lot more hectic soon keeping his smile in place for the rest of the day.