Blaine bounced up to his apartment door after an excruciatingly long day at work. His day had started out so amazingly, and he had wanted to take the rest of the day off to celebrate, but he knew he couldn't get into the habit of losing hours from work; he had a baby to provide for.

He opened the lock and swung open the door, yelling, "Honey, I'm home!" as he always did. Usually he received an answer, but the place was eerily silent. Blaine couldn't explain it, but before he even entered his home, he felt as if something was off, like there was something missing. He dialed 911 on his cell phone and let his finger hover over the call button just in case something really was wrong.

As he crept inside his door, he noticed random things were no longer in their place. Oh my god, we've been robbed! he thought. He grabbed a long golf umbrella from the stand behind the door to use as a weapon and slinked through the rest of the house. More and more things were gone as he walked, but it suddenly occurred to Blaine that they weren't typical things that burglars would go for.

A sinking feeling rocketed through Blaine's gut as he started to put two and two together. Everything missing was Josh's, right down to the extra iPhone charger in the living room and the worn out old sneakers that he wore to take out the trash.

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod," Blaine rambled frantically. He burst into the bedroom and his fears were confirmed. Every last stitch of Josh's clothing was gone, every one of his toiletries, all of his electronics, everything. All except, Blaine noticed, the pictures of both him and Josh together.

They were the only evidence left that Josh had ever been there in the first place.

His heart started to pound and he was breathing heavily. There was no chance in hell he was going to be able to fend off the panic attack he was hurtling into. He made his way to the bed and dropped down on the edge of it, the dizziness of the attack zapping his strength.

Blaine deepened and slowed his breathing, counting as he took in deep gulps of air and blew them out again. When he finally felt like he was calm enough to function, he threw himself backwards on the bed to lay down for awhile.

There was a crinkling sound underneath him when he moved. He frowned and lifted up his rear end so he could grab it without actually getting up off the bed.

Dear Blaine,

I am so sorry it had to be like this. I love you, I really do - I adore you - but I just can't do this anymore. I can't be a dad. I never wanted this, but you were so excited, so happy that I just couldn't break your heart by telling you no. You are destined to be a father, Blaine, and you will be the best one that any child has ever had, but I'll just weigh you down. Your baby will be far better off with just one amazing daddy rather than one amazing daddy and one truly shitty one.

I wish for you both a wonderfully happy, healthy life.

Josh

Up until that point, Blaine's eyes had been dry, his body too much in shock to worry about producing tears. But it was as if Josh's words opened the floodgates. He cried and cried until he fell asleep curled up with a pillow that smelled of Josh's cologne.


Tues, 10:52am

Hey Blaine, your baby's got a taste for onion rings. Wanna go to the diner?

Tues, 2:27pm

Fucking heartburn. Your baby's cravings suck.

Tues, 5:18pm

Weird - normally by now I'd've gotten a totally unnecessary apology for something you can't control.

Tues, 10:19pm

I guess you're busy today. Oh well, talk to you soon!

Wed, 12:17pm

I just found a shop that has a whole section of personalized clothing for children of non-hetero couples. I may have purchased something for you guys! ;)

Wed, 7:24pm

Are you getting my texts?

Thurs, 9:22am

You must not be getting my texts. It's not like you to ignore your messages.

Thurs, 8:54pm

Does my belly look bigger to you than it did on Monday? [attachment]

Fri, 11:33am

Now I know something's wrong. There's no way you'd ignore a belly pic.

Fri, 1:15pm

I'm coming over.


A/N: Your theories were all so much more complex than the reality. I can only hope you're not too disappointed!