Hey guys! Sorry this update took longer than usual, but I've been super busy lately with the holidays and stuff!

I had an Anon request for a chapter about hormonal Blaine crying over snug clothes. It inspired part of this chapter, so I hope you enjoy. :)

Sadly, I do not own Glee or Klaine.

"I don't see why we can't go! I really, really want to, Kurt."

"Blaine..." Kurt let out an exasperated sigh as he looked out his husband. "I don't understand why you want to go to Times Square on New Years Eve. It's going to be crowded and cold... and we've already been invited to several other parties to begin with. And with you being pregnant..."

"So is that what this is about? You don't want to go because I'm pregnant?" Blaine demanded, folding his arms over his chest as he narrowed his eyes at his husband. "That's just ridiculous. We have never once been to Times Square for New Years in the time that we have lived here and I want to do this while we still have the chance. This time next year we will have a daughter which means we won't be able to go see it then and I just... I want to, Kurt!"

"Blaine, I just..." Kurt let out a long breath and shook his head again, trying to make Blaine understand his point. Blaine was stubborn enough as is and his hormones causing his emotions to go haywire weren't helping anything. "Honey, we can talk about it later. I've got to go to work." He muttered. He pressed a kiss to Blaine's cheek before grabbing his messenger bag and heading out the door.

"Whatever." Blaine mumbled, biting his lip as Kurt walked away.

When Kurt returned home hours later after a rather calm day at work, he was surprised to find all of the lights off in the main part of the apartment. Typically Blaine was either watching TV or cooking dinner at this time. Huh. "Blaine?" He called as he put down his keys and messenger bag, suddenly worried that something was wrong. Was Blaine okay? Was he sick? Was it something with the baby? Frowning, he rushed down the hallway towards the bedroom, only becoming more alarmed when he could hear Blaine's sobs coming from inside.
"Honey?" He hurried into the room but suddenly stopped at the sight before him. All sorts of clothes were scattered across the bedroom; sweaters, jeans, t-shirts, khakis, button-ups, hoodies, you name it, covered nearly every surface. Amidst the piles of clothing was Blaine, curled up on the bed with a blanket pulled around him, and he was sobbing uncontrollably into his pillow.
Kurt immediately moved to his side and placed a hand on his husband's arm, wanting to soothe him. "Blaine." He said calmly, "What's the matter? Is something wrong?"

Blaine started at Kurt's touch, as he hadn't heard him come in, and he shook his head against his pillow. "No." He choked out between his cries, seeming to become more frustrated by the fact that he could barely calm down to speak to Kurt.

Kurt scooted over a few t-shirts that were piled beside Blaine before gently moving Blaine into his arms. Blaine merely whimpered and turned to bury his face into Kurt's shoulder, continuing to cry while he was being held. He let him cry, assuming that he needed to let out whatever this was before he would be ready to talk about it. After a few minutes, Blaine's cries had subsided, and he rested against his husband as he let out a few sniffles. "S-Sorry."

"It's okay." Kurt pressed a kiss to the top of Blaine's head and gently rubbed his back. "Can you tell me what's wrong, though? And why are there clothes everywhere?"

Blaine pulled back slightly and glanced around the room, frowning. "W-Well.. after our argument this morning I... I figured that m-maybe we should just go to a New Years party like we always do and not fool with Times Square. Cuz we always enjoy the parties and I didn't want to fight anymore... S-So I decided that I could go ahead and get a nice outfit to wear for the party and I started looking through my clothes...but... but nothing fits me anymore!" His lower lip started to tremble and he looked away, seeming embarrassed by this. "I'm getting fat... And then... then I realized that's... That must be why you don't want to go to Times Square. With me." He said in a whisper, still refusing to meet his husband's gaze.

For a moment Kurt stared at Blaine in confusion, not understanding what he meant. "Wait.. what do you mean that's why I don't want to go...?"

"Because I'm fat!" Blaine exclaimed and turned his back to Kurt so he couldn't see the tears that were rolling down his cheeks "Y-You don't want to take me in public because... because I'm fat! People will see me and be disgusted... and you're ashamed of me!" He said miserably, kicking a pile of too-tight blue jeans.

Now that certainly surprised Kurt. He knew that Blaine had been a little self-conscious lately about his expanding belly, but he didn't knew he thought that. "Blaine!" He reached over to put a hand on Blaine's arm, who was still refusing to meet his gaze, "Honey, no. I am not ashamed of you! Your clothes don't fit anymore because you're pregnant, not fat. And you've got those maternity clothes I bought you for Christmas! I'm sure you'd look great in-"

"But I don't want to wear maternity clothes." Blaine mumbled. "I want to wear my clothes that I feel comfortable in."

"But... honey, you knew that your clothes were bound to get snug at some point." Kurt said gently, "It's not because you're fat. You're pregnant, Blaine. And that is so amazing and I'm so proud to say that you are my husband; I'm not ashamed of you at all."

"Are you sure?" Blaine gave Kurt a skeptic look before he rubbed at his eyes, seeming reluctant to believe what the other man was saying. "I know I'm... I'm fat. All I do anymore is eat and sleep..."

"I promise, Blaine. You. Are. Not. Fat. You're pregnant and you're beautiful, you know that?" Kurt murmured, reaching out to place his hand against Blaine's stomach. "You're absolutely glowing and I'm proud to take you out and let people know that you're my amazing husband who is having our amazing child."

The words made Blaine relax slightly and he nodded, seeming to finally believe what Kurt had been saying; but, he still looked a little bit confused. "Then... then why won't you go to Times Square with me?"

"Because I'm only worried for you." Kurt said softly, holding up a hand when Blaine opened his mouth to interject. "It's just... we will be on our feet for a long time and it will be crowded... and I don't want you to get sick or tired from being in the cold around so many people."

Blaine frowned slightly as he looked at Kurt, shaking his head at that. "I know it will be really crowded and everything... but we can find somewhere to sit down if I'm feeling tired, and I'll be sure to bundle up."

"But Blaine..." It was Kurt's turn to frown and he shook his head just slightly. "I just... I don't know."

Blaine looked away again with a frown, clearly not liking that answer. "Kurt... I just... I really want to, okay? After we have a kid we won't have the chance to do things like this so we might as well experience it while we can, you know?" He sighed softly and shrugged his shoulders, still hating that Kurt was worrying so much. Sure, they needed to be careful because he was pregnant, but that didn't mean they couldn't still do fun things.

Kurt sighed softly. He could tell that Blaine really, really wanted to go, and he did have a point... they wouldn't be able to next year when they had a baby... Maybe it would be okay, just as long as they were careful and Blaine didn't get too tired.
"Well... well okay." He said slowly, "I guess we could go."

Blaine immediately whipped around to look at Kurt, his eyes wide with excitement. "Seriously?" He exclaimed, "We can really go?"

Kurt smiled, finding his husband's excitement about going to Times Square completely and utterly adorable. "Yes, we can. But you have to tell me if you're feeling too tired or anything when we go."

"Yes!" Blaine excitedly stood up from the bed, but nearly fell over when he stumbled over a pile of clothes.

"Careful!" Kurt was instantly on his feet as well, shaking his head at the mess that was their bedroom.

Blaine blushed at the look on Kurt's face and he frowned slightly, seeming to just have noticed exactly how bad the mess was. Clothes were covering nearly every surface and were getting horribly wrinkled because they had been thown into piles, and he knew it would take a while to get it all straigtened out. "I guess I, uh, got a little carried away with the clothes..." He mumbled.

"Uh, yeah. I would say so." Kurt muttered as he picked up a t-shirt and immediately started to fold it. "We should probably get this cleaned up."

"Yeah..." Blaine let out a sigh and grabbed some jeans he had thrown onto the bed. "I guess we should."

/-/-/-/

"I always overreact about the stupidest things." Blaine muttered hours later as he and Kurt laid in bed together, simply enjoying each other's company. "I mean... good god, I started sobbing over clothes. That's ridiculous."

Kurt couldn't help but giggle. "Yeah." He said but quickly went to explain when Blaine glared at him, "I mean... I know you can't help it. It's because of the hormones."

"But it's so ridiculous. I get worked up for nothing at the drop of a hat." Blaine sighed, snuggling closer to Kurt. "I can't wait for these hormones to go away."

Kurt nuzzled against Blaine and let out a content sigh. "Only a few more months." He murmured.

That made Blaine smile and he dropped a hand down to rub his stomach. "I know. Then my emotions will be back to normal... and our beautiful daughter will finally be here."

"She will..." Kurt said with a tired smile and he closed his eyes, ready to drift off to sleep. He had curled the blankets around himself and nearly dozed off when he was startled by the sound of Blaine's voice.

"What do you think about Elizabeth?"

Blinking, Kurt shifted slightly to properly look at Blaine. "Elizabeth?" He repeated with a hint of confusion in his voice.

"Yeah. I think it's a really pretty name." Blaine shrugged as he drew patterns across his stomach, feeling the baby follow the movement of his hand. "I've been thinking it over for a few days... it would really make a nice middle name. Or a first name, if you wanted that. I really like the names Ava Elizabeth or Sophia Elizabeth... but Elizabeth Grace is another name I like..." He trailed off and looked to Kurt with a smile.

For a moment Kurt just stared at Blaine with a sleepy expression before he smiled brightly. Blaine had been thinking of baby names? He had too, but they had never discussed their ideas for names for their daughter with each other. "I... I would like that." He said softly and reached over to place a hand on Blaine's stomach as well. "I like Ava Elizabeth a lot. I'd actually been thinking about Elizabeth Marie too..."

"Yeah?" Blaine grinned, clearly glad that Kurt seemed to like the idea. "I like Elizabeth Marie."

Kurt smiled back at his husband before he leaned in to give him a quick kiss. "It'll probably feel a lot more real once we pick a name for her, you know."

Blaine shrugged lightly and shifted in bed as the baby moved a bit. "It feels real enough to me as is. But of course I'm the one that she's been kicking and wiggling around inside, so maybe that's why." He laughed.

Kurt giggled at that, his smile widening even more when he felt the baby give a firm kick against his hand. "Yeah, I guess so. But... still... giving her a name will feel... good. You know?"

"Yeah, I know." Blaine answered with a small smile before he yawned, realizing just how tired he was then. "We can talk more about names later... we still have a few months to choose." He said and buried himself down into the blankets, grinning when Kurt snuggled even closer to him.

"But right now it's bedtime?" Kurt smiled as Blaine closed his eyes and nodded. He followed suit, still smiling as he whispered a quiet, "Love you."

After a moment there was a sleepy mumble of "Love you.. too..." and then Blaine's soft snores could be heard.

Kurt giggled quietly before he did the same and promptly went off to dreamland.

Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to you all. I hope they're great and you have lots of fun! :)

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