When We're Older
Disclaimer: I'm not RIB, so I don't own Glee or any of the characters. If I did, I'd be rich and probably not writing fanfiction! Also, the Reddin gene I mention in this story is based on the Reddin character from the 1994 movie Junior. You should really watch it if you like mpreg. It's a good movie, I promise (I also don't have any rights to it either!) I also don't really own anything, especially not songs or anything else for that matter. I OWN NOTHING.
Warning: Discussions of birth in this chapter. If you aren't keen on birth... well then I'm not too sure why you're reading a fic about pregnancy to be honest. I'm kidding though - definitely not trying to be rude, you guys. Just warning you for talks about childbirth!
Time seemed to fly by once Kurt and Blaine started going to their marriage counseling sessions. Doctor Mayweather did her best to help them sort out their issues and even though rehashing old, painful memories usually led to tons of tears, by the end of each visit, it was like a huge weight had been taken off of both of their shoulders. Two weeks into the regular sessions, Blaine told Kurt about the lamaze courses he had signed up for during the next few weeks. It was vital for him (and Kurt) to take them, since Doctor Banes recommended Blaine at least look into the baby care courses and learn a little bit more about the male side of childbirth, so he signed them up and he and Kurt had a class a few days before Kurt's birthday.
Of course, realizing that his husband's birthday was coming up also put Blaine into a tizzy over what to get him. Kurt insisted that he didn't need anything for his birthday that year, considering that their son was due in less than two months and would be a pretty awesome gift, although belated; but despite his insistence, Blaine spent a few days racking his brain for ideas... and then, after several grueling hours of fighting his pregnancy forgetfulness, he thought of something.
And it was going to be amazing.
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"So are you nervous for this class or what?"
Blaine looked down at their joined hands, which were swinging back and forth between them, and he smiled. "I'm not too nervous. I think I'm more excited than anything. Like, what if there's another carrier couple there? Maybe we can make some friends and our kids can have play dates or something!"
"You're adorable," Kurt mused, smirking at his husband when Blaine rolled his eyes next to him. "I love you, by the way, and I'm so happy you asked me to tag along with you."
"You're my husband and the father of our son, of course I'd ask you to tag along with me, dummy. You're supposed to be here as my support system and so that you can find out all the wonderful things you have to do while I'm in labor."
"And are you nervous for that?"
Blaine raised an eyebrow, "For what - labor? Well, yeah... duh. The idea that he's gotta come out of me somehow is pretty freaking terrifying if you ask me. I don't know what's going to happen and I really only have a general idea of how the birth is going to go. I did a little reading in that pregnancy help book, but then I got spooked and decided to wait until the classes started... I mean, I don't know, but the idea of childbirth scares me."
"You'll do fine."
"I hope so," Blaine murmured, humming in appreciation when Kurt squeezed his hand a little tighter and tugged him closer. "Oh, by the way... I love you too."
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Their first class was... different.
There weren't any other carrier couples there, just a handful of pregnant women and their husbands, so in the beginning, Blaine felt awkward standing off to the side with Kurt while his classmates stared at him and his big belly. Out of the whole group, he looked to be the farthest along, with his stomach large and looming and instantly, he felt self-conscious about being there in the first place. If it weren't for Kurt and the supportive hand on the small of his back that kept him grounded, Blaine probably would've turned and left the room to have a panic attack. Kurt, however, seemed to notice his fear and leaned down, whispering into his ear, "They're just jealous that we're the best looking couple here."
Blaine chuckled just a bit and let his eyes roam the room, frowning when he noticed a sneer graze the face of one of the moms. She was an older woman, possibly in her forties, who looked like she smelled something sour. Her husband, an equally older gentleman, stood next to her and regarded Kurt and Blaine with a nod before he turned to his wife and pulled her towards the other side of the room. Neither Anderson-Hummel missed the nasty look she shot them before she turned to follow her husband and once they were farther away, Blaine shook his head in disgust. "What was that all about?"
"Some people are just- ugh, I don't know. Don't even pay attention to them."
"But he seemed okay with us and she looked at us like we're monsters or something. I don't understand."
"Don't even pay them any attention, Blaine. They aren't even worth our time." Kurt shot the couple, especially the woman, a dark look before he took Blaine's hand and guided him to an empty spot near the front of the classroom. They carefully took their seats on the floor after Kurt unrolled his yoga mat and Blaine scooted himself backward to sit in between Kurt's open legs. When they were all situated and comfortable, Kurt wrapped his arms around his husband and pressed a kiss to the back of Blaine's neck, smiling against the warm skin when Blaine giggled. "If anyone doesn't want us here, well they can leave because we're not going anywhere."
"You're right. I know."
The two of them sat there watching as the other couples got ready for the class. Another young couple slipped into the room and waved at a few of the other people there, but then the woman's eyes fell onto Kurt and Blaine and she beamed, rushing over to where they sat. "Hello! Are you guys new here?"
Blaine looked up, shocked that someone other than Kurt was talking to him, and when he caught the curious, kind look in the girl's eyes, he smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, it's our first time here. I'm Blaine!"
"Hi. I'm Bailey and this is my boyfriend Jack. And you are?" She asked, looking at Kurt.
"I'm Kurt. Blaine's husband."
"Aww, you two are too cute. Do you mind if we sit next to you?" Neither man had the chance to say anything before Jack went to help Bailey down to the floor and once they had their mat out and were seated, they turned to the shocked husbands and began chatting them up a mile a minute. Within seconds, it was like Kurt and Blaine knew Bailey and Jack's whole life story: from the day they met (in Times Square during a tour) and the day they found out they were pregnant (which happened to be on Christmas morning.) By the time the couple was done talking and were asking about Kurt and Blaine's story, the instructor came into the room and shushed everyone, introducing herself and asking any new people (Kurt and Blaine) to introduce themselves as well.
Kurt ended up doing all the talking, considering Blaine had completely shut down at the idea of talking in front of a bunch of people (which was highly unusual for him since Blaine had always been the sociable butterfly type), but Kurt introduced himself and Blaine and told them how far along Blaine was and then the instructor bid them hello and began the course.
Over the next hour, everyone listened to a lecture about the last few months of pregnancy and the possibility of Braxton Hicks contractions. Then the woman showed them a few videos on the later development of a fetus before she segued into birth. "Okay now, since the majority of you are female pregnancies, I'm going to show a video of a natural female birth. Now, Mr. Anderson-Hummel, I do have a video for you that, if you'd like, I can show you in another room while I show this one or you two can stay and watch this video and then we can watch the other one."
Blaine chewed on his lip, eyes darting around the room to the eyes locked on him, and he swallowed heavily. "Can we watch it separately please?" The instructor smiled at him and had Kurt and Blaine follow her into another part of the building where they ended up meeting up with another birthing teacher. The woman was older than their other instructor and she smiled giddily at them when they stepped into her classroom.
"You didn't tell me you had a carrier couple in your class, Anita?" The woman complained, jumping up from her seat to shake Kurt and Blaine's hands. She marveled at Blaine's stomach for a moment before she turned to bicker with her co-worker. While they chatted, Blaine slunk back and went to look around the room, eyes carefully studying the various posters and other informational papers tacked onto the wall. This classroom seemed to be more for male pregnancies and Blaine couldn't help but wonder why he wasn't directed here in the first place instead of having to sit through an uncomfortable course that mostly catered to female birthers.
"I bet you're wondering why you weren't brought here first," a voice asked from behind him and Blaine turned, catching the eye of the new teacher. "Anita's kind of a dolt sometimes. I apologize for her. She should've told me that you two were here because she knows damn well I'm more qualified with dealing with Reddin gene pregnancies than she is. She does try though, but I'm the more sought after one, so... here I am! I'm glad she brought you two to me though. You look about eight months, am I correct?" Blaine nodded and she grinned, "Fantastic! You've scheduled your courses at the perfect time! You don't have much longer now!"
"I know," Blaine said softly and the woman beamed at him again.
"No need to be so quiet, sweetheart. I don't bite." She looked over at Kurt, "Why don't you two set your mat down right in the middle over there and I'll get your videos set up. We're just going to take a look at various carrier births and then we can talk about them once we've finished the video, okay?"
"Okay," Blaine took Kurt's hand and the two of them took their places at the center of the room, eyes focused on the large tv before them. The new instructor, whose name was Laura, took a seat on the floor next to them and started the film, quietly making comments as the video went on. For the next half hour, Kurt sat there wide-eyed and horrified at what he was seeing.
"That really happens? I thought it was a myth."
"Oh, no no no." Laura said, waving her hand at him. "The temporary birth canal is very real, although rare. A male birth via the canal isn't a very common one because males only develop the canal during the transitioning period and it will open up just like when a cervix dilates, but some men cannot develop the canal wide enough to have the baby naturally. Now, if they can, once the canal has opened far enough, which is about the same as the traditional ten centimeters in a female birth, the male can start pushing to bring the baby down."
Blaine sat there in complete silence, lips pursed as the male on-screen screamed and birthed his child. Just watching the action made his entire lower half hurt and he slowly ran his hand over his stomach. This is more terrifying than I thought.
Laura continued on, sensing the tense feelings coming from both men, "In later months, you'll start to feel your hips ache quite a bit and that means that the baby is preparing itself to be born. They'll drop lower and lower and since males aren't equipped with the parts to actually birth a baby, the gene you have - mixed in with the hormone shots you've been given to help you have a healthy pregnancy - will cause you to develop the canal. All males will start to feel the canal forming once the real contractions start, but many don't dilate far enough to actually birth the child from there, so a c-section is commonly performed, as we will see here." The scene changed from the father holding his just born, crying baby against his bare chest to a scene where someone was slicing through the flesh of another man's swollen stomach. Blaine's hand instantly clutched at Kurt's and Kurt kissed the tip of his ear, humming low in his throat to soothe Blaine's frayed nerves.
The instructor watched them closely during the last bits of the video and once it was over, she stood up and shut the dvd player off, turning to her two pupils with a gentle smile on her face. "I know what you two just watched was shocking, but it's a natural thing to experience within a male pregnancy. The last decade or so has been very miraculous in our field and we've been able to find out so many new things within carrier pregnancies that is just oh so fascinating. Now I know you're probably scared out of your mind, Blaine, but I promise you that once the time comes to give birth to your little one, you will be just fine. Pain when bringing a child into the world is inevitable, but most people find that it's worth it when their baby's in their arms, healthy and perfect, and I'm sure you'll feel the same way."
"I feel that way now," Blaine murmured, covering Kurt's hand where it rested on his belly. "I'm just nervous about the birth, that's all."
"And that is what I'm here for. Your doctor will be the one to make sure you're healthy during your pregnancy, but I'm the person who you can come to when you want to talk about the birth or anything else that you need to discuss. Sure, your doctor can answer these questions as well, but as a certified doula, I am also here for you if you need it." She walked over and pulled a few manila folders from a blue storage container and handed them to the seated couple. "For your next few classes, you two should come to this room first instead of going to the other class. Anita should've brought you to me earlier, but it slipped her mind, so we'll cut her some slack this time. However, next week when you come in - or if you just want to stop in earlier - then you should meet with me here. I'll be your male pregnancy fairy godmother, if you will."
Blaine looked down at the packet in his hands and offered Laura a half-smile, "Thank you. I really appreciate this."
"Well, I appreciate you too. I haven't had a carrier couple in my class for the longest time and you'd think there'd be more since this is New York City, but the last one I had was four months ago and that was that. So, to see you two here... it just makes me so happy."
The three of them chatted a little while longer and then the sound of people making their way out of the building alerted them that the other class (their former) was leaving, so it was obviously time to go. Kurt gently tugged Blaine up and off of the floor before they said goodbye to their new teacher and left the building. Outside, the other couples were huddled together, quietly talking about their pregnancies and what not, and as soon as Kurt and Blaine stepped out of the doors, everyone quieted.
"Okay! Honestly," Kurt hissed, looking at the group. "What is wrong with you people? Have you not ever seen a gay couple? Or a carrier pregnancy? Because honestly, the staring you're doing is rude as hell and you're stressing out my husband and I don't appreciate it!"
"Kurt-" Blaine started, only to be shushed when Kurt threw an arm out to stop him from stepping forward.
The man from earlier, the one with the sour-faced wife, moved out of the group, "I didn't mean to- I mean, sorry if any of us made you feel awkward, but... we've haven't seen another carrier couple since..." He trailed off.
"Since what?" Kurt asked, his eyebrow raising as he regarded everyone with a dangerous look.
"Well," the man started, looking more and more flustered by the minute. "The last carrier couple we saw here started a lot of drama... they were only here for one class, but the father of the baby was an ex of another one of the moms and he left her for that guy so it just caused a lot of drama."
"And what does that have to do with us?"
"Nothing," the man said softly. He looked extremely apologetic that Kurt and Blaine were so weary of him and of what he said, but before he could said anything more, his wife stepped forward, the anger on her face contorting into something menacing.
"Oh please, Robert! Just look at them! They're no different from those fags that were here a few weeks ago!" A few gasps echoed from the group, Blaine included, but the woman didn't stop. "The only reason Anita moved them was so that we didn't have to deal with their crap like we did with those others! And thank god because the last thing I want my baby exposed to is that," she growled as she gestured at Blaine's belly. "I wouldn't even be surprised if they're just like that disgusting couple - that baby's probably not even his," she yelled as she pointed at Kurt. Blaine froze upon those words and Kurt lunged forward to begin screaming at the woman who had just insulted him and his husband. He was about to open his mouth when he heard a distressed noise beside him and he turned sharply, heart stopping when he watched Blaine's facial expression crumble into something pained and broken.
"Blaine-"
The other man whipped around and took off, darting down the street in the direction of the apartment and Kurt screamed out a few obscenities directed at the woman who just broke his husband's heart. Behind him, he could hear the group burst into commotion, but he didn't stay to listen, instead running as fast as he could to catch up to Blaine. It didn't take him long since Blaine was having a hard enough time with the pain in his legs, but when he finally caught up to his husband, he felt his heart shatter all over again at the sight before him.
Blaine was sitting on the ground, leaning against some random building, his head dropped into his hands as he bawled. Kurt immediately fell to his knees across from Blaine and pulled the younger man into his arms, "Oh honey."
"Why did she- why- why would she-"
"She's a stupid, ugly bitch who wishes that she could have what we do. Fuck her."
"But why- why would she want to b-bring a child into a world f-filled with such hate? We didn't even do anything t-to her!"
"I know. She's stupid, Blaine. She doesn't even deserve to be a mother. Hopefully that kid's dad isn't as much of an idiot as its mom is."
Blaine choked back a sob and shuddered in Kurt's arms, shaking his head back and forth as he cried, "Can we go home?" He whispered, clutching his hands into Kurt's shirt. Kurt nodded and helped him up, tucking his arm around Blaine's waist as they stumbled back to the apartment. It took them a few blocks to get home, but once Kurt got the stupid door to open and was able to get Blaine inside, he felt a million times better knowing that he and Blaine were away from the judgmental assholes out there who still thought it was fun to ruin other people's lives.
Later on that night, after finally getting Blaine calmed down enough to eat a little dinner, Kurt laid on the couch with Blaine laying beside him. It was a tight squeeze considering the couch at their apartment was smaller than the large sectional one at Cooper and Blaine's new place, but despite the lack of room, Kurt still felt better being able to have Blaine curled up so close to him. Blaine had finally fallen asleep after crying again over what the woman said and once he dozed off, sometimes whimpering in his sleep, Kurt laid in the silence and reflected on how angry he was over what the woman said. Never in his life had he wanted to hit a woman so bad (and sure, there were times where he wanted to slap a girl, like with Rachel way back in their younger days), but he actually wanted to tear this woman limb from limb. Sure, he felt bad thinking that about a pregnant woman, but she was just brutal in what she said to them and even though she didn't know their past history, she knew that making a remark that played on the unfortunate stereotypes that gay men were promiscuous would hurt them... and it did.
And it hurt Blaine exponentially.
Angrily, Kurt's nostrils flared as he struggled to calm his breathing. Blaine was sleeping beside him, their son was making tiny little flutters of movement that Kurt could feel against his side, and they were safe in their apartment... but it still didn't feel right. He wanted to scream and shout and throw things and have a fit, but he couldn't, not when Blaine was still very emotional about the whole ordeal. Not when Blaine was still struggling to fight with his overwhelmed pregnancy hormones and trying to navigate these last few months of his pregnancy. It was all too dramatic and ridiculous and Kurt hated that some unknown bitch had the power to ruin a whole bunch of progress that the two of them had made - because obviously her comment about the baby's parentage struck down deep in Blaine, otherwise he wouldn't have run. But, with her words, that bitch had cut into Blaine like a thousand searing knives and Kurt could see the damage right on the surface of his husband's face.
As he slept, Blaine's lips were turned into a deep frown and his brows were furrowed and it broke Kurt's heart to see. Over the last few days, they had been doing so well, joking and the like, and it was like things were going back to normal. They were happy and healthy and then this happened... and Kurt could just hope that some random woman didn't fuck up his marriage again because he just couldn't handle dealing with anymore of this.
Sighing sadly, Kurt trailed his slim fingers through Blaine's (now) ridiculously shaggy hair and let his hand rest at the back of Blaine's neck.
"I love you," he murmured into his husband's curls as he allowed himself to finally fall asleep, pushing the plaguing thoughts of that night's events to the back of his mind. He wasn't going to allow it to consume him any longer; they'd deal with it in the morning.
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When Kurt woke up the following morning, he was surprised to smell bacon. Blaine wasn't next to him on the couch anymore, but the sound of Beyonce's voice blaring from the radio let Kurt know exactly where his husband was (oh, and the smell of bacon too.) Yawning, Kurt stretched his aching limbs and got off of the couch to pad into the kitchen, thankful when he spotted Blaine standing at the stove, cautiously plucking crisp, sizzling pieces of bacon from the pan to place on a paper towel lined plate.
"You're up early."
"I got hungry."
Blaine dumped some of the grease from the pan and then cracked a few eggs into it, slowly turning the spatula with his nimble fingers as the eggs fried away. Despite how collected he seemed, Kurt could still see the fatigue that the events of yesterday caused him. Even though he was making breakfast and twirling the spatula like he normally did, Kurt could see the tension in his eyebrows and how stiff his jaw was. Blaine was upset, rightfully so, and Kurt wanted nothing more than to pull him in his arms and tell him everything was going to be okay.
Because it would... eventually.
"Kurt?"
"Hmm?" Kurt asked, turning his head to stare at Blaine. He didn't even realize that he got lost in his thoughts until his husband called his name. "What is it?"
"How many eggs do you want?"
"Umm... two? I'm not that hungry though, so no toast please."
Blaine nodded and finished cooking the few eggs he had in the skillet before he popped two pieces of bread in the toaster for himself. For several moments, both men were silent as could be, the only sounds were the pop and sizzle of the eggs in the pan, and when the toasted bread finally popped up, Blaine quickly went to butter it and put it on his plate. With as fast as he was going, Kurt was scared that his husband was going to burn himself.
"Blaine, perhaps you should slow down-"
"I'm fine, Kurt!"
"I didn't- honey, slow down."
Blaine turned to grab the pan and scraped up the now finished eggs, dumping two onto his plate and then pouring the other two onto Kurt's. In the midst of getting Kurt's eggs down, one of them slid from the pan and fell to the floor, the yolk busting on impact. The slimy yellow liquid coated the floor and Blaine slammed the frying pan down, cursing under his breath as he turned to grab a paper towel. Behind him, Kurt watched sadly as Blaine wet the towel and then kneeled down to wipe up the egg, obscenities and other jumbled words slipping from his lips as he cleaned.
"Blaine, don't worry about it. I can get it. Why don't you go eat?"
"No, I've got it, it's okay. I'm sorry I dropped your egg. I can make you another one."
"You don't have to. It's fine."
"You can have one of mine instead. I cooked mine longer than yours though, so the yolk isn't runny like you like it, but you can eat one of mine. It's okay."
Kurt shook his head, "Blaine, I-"
"Just eat the fucking egg, Kurt! God damn!" At his outburst, Blaine bit back a sob and continued scrubbing at the sticky yolk, scraping the gunk off of the floor with an already dirtied napkin. Kurt reached down and pulled his husband up off of the floor, taking the soiled towel to toss in the trash before he guided Blaine to the sink to wash his dirty hands.
"I'm calling Dr. Mayweather," he whispered, holding Blaine close to him as his husband struggled not to break down. Blaine's body was trembling and Kurt could feel his own skin prickling with anger over how disgusted he was that someone had turned Blaine into this mess. Cradling a palm against Blaine's stomach, Kurt nuzzled his husband's neck and sighed, "Just breathe, honey. It'll be okay."
"It's not okay," Blaine cried, shaking his head. "It's never okay."
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Doctor Mayweather allowed them to come in for an emergency meeting that afternoon and Kurt had never been so thankful for someone in his life. As soon as she got the story out of them about what happened, Blaine completely fell apart and started bawling over anything and everything that passed through his mind that night. Kurt just sat still next to him, one steadying hand on Blaine's knee as the other man wept over his pain that someone could be so rude to them. Then, when Blaine had finally started to calm down, the therapist turned to Kurt and it was his turn to let it all out.
And let it out he did.
He cussed and complained and talked about how he wanted nothing more than to tear that woman apart with his words (and maybe his fists) and the entire time he talked, Blaine just watched him with carefully studious eyes.
"I just- I wanted to hit her for saying that. I didn't even think in that moment because I know I moved towards her and I can't tell you what I was going to do because I don't know, but I just wanted to scream at her and tell her she was wrong... and then Blaine ran off and I remembered exactly what she said and how it came across to him and I was terrified that I was going to lose him again."
"You weren't," Blaine said, his voice just a breath of a whisper.
"I just- I don't understand how people can be so cruel. We did nothing to them and that bitch, she just- she decided to take out her bigotry on us when all she really had to do was just walk away. I don't understand it."
"Well, based on what you've told me, Kurt," Dr. Mayweather began, looking at the angry blue-eyed man before her, "I don't think you would have struck her, but I do think you would've engaged in verbal combat with her. You don't seem like the physically violent type of person to me at all, especially since we've discussed instances in your past involving violence... and, well, I think you wanted to get back at that woman for saying those hurtful things to you and Blaine. Now, as for the rest of that group, since you said you thought you heard them yelling at the woman in your behalf, I wouldn't be surprised if that truly happened. I won't guarantee that it did, but it might have. You never know."
"But what should we do? I'm afraid to go back there after what happened." Blaine watched the therapist scribble something down before she looked back up at him.
"I would contact your instructor over the incident and see if there's a way for you to schedule your courses on the nights when those people wouldn't be there. You want the rest of this pregnancy to be as stress-free as possible and yes, I know that going to your classes when others who have wronged you will be there isn't very stress-free, but if you contact your instructor, you might be able to find a way around that."
Kurt shook his head in agreement with Dr. Mayweather and listened as she told them some other options in regards to taking their classes. By the end of the appointment, while he still felt annoyed by the whole situation, he felt a lot better, especially since Blaine looked like he was feeling better too.
Taking his husband's hand, Kurt walked them out of the building and down towards Cooper's place. "Do you want me to tell Cooper about what happened?"
"No. I can do it."
"Well I'll stay. We can tell him together."
Blaine nodded, but remained quiet on the short walk and when they finally made it back to the apartment, he dug out his keys and phone from his messenger bag. A frown dusted on his face and Kurt mimicked the expression, peering over Blaine's shoulder to glance at what he was looking at.
"What is it?"
"Laura called me." Blaine raised the phone to his ear and listened to the message in his inbox, his frown slowly disappearing as he pursed his lips together in a thin line.
"Blaine, what is it?"
The younger man hung up his phone and turned to Kurt with a slight smirk spreading across his features, "They kicked the couple out of the program for causing trouble. I guess it wasn't that woman's first go around, so they told her to find another parenting class to take because she wasn't welcome there anymore!" Kurt grinned and laughed, leaning forward to capture Blaine's lips in a jubilant kiss.
"Serves her right. Stupid bitch."
Blaine rolled his eyes fondly at Kurt's cursing and went to unlock the door, pausing when it swung open and revealed a laughing Cooper.
"Blaine! Kurt! You're home! Finally!"
Kurt stared at his brother-in-law incredulously and he knew Blaine had a similar facial expression on because Cooper was staring at both of them with the same stupid knowing look.
"Come in! Come in! I made dinner and it's getting cold, so move it into the house! C'mon!"
Blaine just rolled his eyes again and tugged Kurt into the house, allowing Kurt to kick the door shut behind them before he followed Cooper down the hall. When they bypassed the kitchen, his brows furrowed and he went to question his brother's sanity, but was interrupted with a chorus of voices screaming, "SURPRISE!"
Both men jumped back and Cooper barked out a laugh, which quickly spread around the room. There, seated in Cooper and Blaine's living room, were a few handfuls of people. Finn and Rachel, Carole and Burt, Isabelle, Chase and Paul (and their daughter Stacia), Blaine's old boss Barbara and some of his old friends from the coffee shop as well as people from his tutoring job, and some of their other friends were scattered around the living room. Blaine's eyes widened upon the sight of everyone and Kurt squealed, rushing over to hug his parents.
"What are you guys doing here?"
"Well, your birthday's in two days so we were going to fly up then, but Cooper mentioned throwing Blaine a baby shower and... here we are!"
Blaine's mouth fell open. He turned towards his big brother, "This is a baby shower?! Oh, Coop."
"Obviously you missed the decor," Cooper joked, pointing at the blue and white streamers and other decorations. "You deserve it though, Blaine. I hope you don't care that we put this together without you knowing."
"Oh god, you know I don't. Thank you."
"It's no problem, baby bro." Cooper teasingly gave Blaine a noogie, causing the younger man to laugh and pull away, but then Coop tugged him into a hug and held him close. "I hope you like your shower, squirt."
"Thank you so much. This is the best." Smiling, Blaine turned and went to greet the other party guests while Kurt did the same.
For a while, all thought of the awful things that had been said to them the night before faded away. The guys were able to enjoy a lovely baby shower with their friends and family and Blaine was showered with gifts for their son, which made Kurt's heart swell every single time his husband laughed and grinned over the things they were given. By the end of the night, when the party was coming to a close and Kurt found himself standing next to Paul and Chase while they all watched Blaine rock and sing Anastacia to sleep, Kurt realized that no matter what people said or did to them, there was nothing more in the world that he wanted than to raise a family with Blaine. Nothing more.
A/N: Just a few more chapters to go! I hope you all aren't bailing out on me now! Haha! I don't know if I posted the last chapter at a bad time or what because it was like the viewer/reader count dropped quite a bit, but who knows? This story's really long and it's crazy, so I can definitely understand. But I am very thankful for those of you who've stuck with me. Coming up next: Blaine's birthday gift to Kurt! Oh! Also, I need help with baby names. Honestly, I have names for my own future kids picked out that I could totally use for Kurt and Blaine's kids (well, a son in this story), but to me, those names just don't fit names that they would use, you know? So, if you don't care, would you mind sending me some of your favorite baby boy names? No more than ten per comment/review please. I don't care if you list them as single names or if you combine a first and middle. I just need ideas. My brain hurts from thinking about baby names too much! Ha! Anyway, sorry for the long author's note and please let me know what you thought of this chapter!