The room was completely silent. Carole sat wide eyed unsure what to do. Kurt and Blaine were both fidgeting nervously never letting go of the other's hand under the table. Finn did nothing to hide his amazement as he sat there open mouthed. None of them did a thing though. From the expression on Burt's face, not even Carole was brave enough to comment. They all just sat there and waited.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, "A baby," was all he said.

Kurt and Blaine exchanged a look, unsure if they were meant to respond.

"You just got back together, and Blaine is having a baby," Burt went on.

"We're having a baby," Kurt corrected.

More silence.

"Dad – " Kurt began after another full minute of quiet.

"Just processing, Kurt," Burt assured. He turned to fully face him. "Are you sure this what you really want?"

"I know it seems impractical and sudden, but, this is what I've always wanted. Truly. Blaine and I starting a family is all I've ever wanted. More than performing. More than fashion. More than anything, Dad."

Surprising everyone in the room, Burt broke out into a toothy grin. "If you're sure. Congratulations," he said to both of them.

Both Blaine and Kurt stare at him open mouthed. "That's it?" Kurt asked, incredulous.

"All I want is for you to be happy, Kurt."

Kurt gaped at him.

"Burt, I'd just like to thank you for your blessing. It is very important to me," Blaine spoke up.

"You know, I always hoped it would be you, Blaine."

This time it was Blaine's turn to gape. "I thought…after we broke up the first time it seemed like…I thought that you…"

"I know I was hard on you, kid, but you need to understand how broken up Kurt was about it. You really hurt him back then, and now I am trusting that you will not hurt him like that again. Although, I never thought you would. I was just looking out for my boy, but I knew, in the end, you'd be the one who would make him happy," Burt said then turned raising an eyebrow. "Carole, are you crying?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," she waved him off.

"So…you guys are going to raise a kid together?" Finn said speaking up for the first time.

"A little slow on the uptake, sweetie," Carole teased as she wiped away her last few tears.

"No, I just mean, they're not married. They're not even engaged."

Kurt's eyes grew wide, and glanced over at Blaine to see he was avoiding eye contact with everyone at the table. That was something clearly in the future for them, but they hadn't actually discussed it yet.

"Let them figure that out for themselves, Finn Christopher," Carole warned.

Kurt wasn't really paying attention to their conversation and was now blatantly staring at Blaine.

"Why don't you two head upstairs? I can clean up," Carole offered.

"Carole, that's not necessary - " Blaine tried to argue.

"Don't worry about it, dear. You two go talk."

Blaine went to take Kurt's hand, but Kurt, already heading up the stairs, didn't take notice. Blaine found him sitting on his childhood bed looking broken down.

"Kurt?"

"We are headed in that direction, right?" he asked quietly, not looking up. This was a self-conscious side of Kurt that Blaine hadn't seen in years. "We were just kids the first time around so marriage didn't come up much, but I always just assumed that it was something you wanted. I know we grew up here and were told we couldn't but in New York –"

"Kurt."

He looked up.

"If there was ever a time when I didn't know if I wanted to get married it went out the window the second I saw you on that staircase."

All of the insecurity seemed to fade from Kurt's face instantly. "You mean that?"

"Of course I do. You're the only one I want, Kurt."

"Okay."

"Kiss me?"

"You don't have to ask, sweetie."

"I was being a gentleman."

"You did plenty of that in high school."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Blaine asked self-consciously.

"Would you just kiss me already?"

"You don't have to ask."

Kurt smacked him on the arm. "Don't be a smart mouth," he said an inch from his lips before brushing his lightly over Blaine's.

He pulled back to see why Blaine hadn't initiated to go further. Blaine was standing there with a dazed expression on his face.

"Don't tell me you zoned out while I was kissing you."

"Never."

"Then what is it?"

"You amaze me," Blaine said still in a haze.

Kurt blushed, "I, what did I do?"

Blaine pulled him in and pressed a similar light kiss over Kurt's lips. "All these years and you can still take my breath away with a brush of your lips," he whispered without pulling away.

"I love you," Kurt whispered back.

"I love you more," Blaine teased.

Kurt gave him an indignant look. "You really wanna go there?"

Blaine just grinned. "Let me take you out tomorrow."

Kurt crinkled his nose. "In Lima."

"It won't be our most romantic date, I know. But I'd like to walk down memory lane with you."

"That actually sounds kind of nice."

"Good, because I wasn't taking no for an answer."

"So if I suggested we stay in bed all day while my parents were out…"

"I'd say we can do that in New York."

Kurt faked a gasp. "And all this time I thought you were just in it for the sex."

"How dare you accuse me of such a thing! Well, maybe I'm in it a little bit for the sex."

Kurt smacked him playfully. "Well, I suppose I can't help it if having sex with me is so amazing that it keeps you around for the rest of our lives."

"It really is pretty amazing."

Someone laughed from the hall. Carole stuck her head in. "You might want to close the door before your father walks by and hears that."

They both flushed red as she closed the door quietly and walked away.

"That's certainly a change of pace, huh?" Kurt commented.

"What?"

"Them wanting us to have the door closed."

Blaine threw his head back and laughed. "I would have killed for that privilege in high school."

"Killed, huh? You're only furthering my theory that my sex is fucking mind-blowing."

"I don't recall arguing."

Kurt giggled, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his lips. He pulled back and smiled at him. "So where are you taking me tomorrow?"

"Well, the Lima Bean, of course."

"Obviously."

"McKinley."

Kurt bounced in his seat, "Can we see Mr. Schue?"

"Of course."

"Breadsticks for dinner."

"Ew."

"No?"

"Well we have to go to Breadsticks, but that doesn't mean I'm going to enjoy it. The breadsticks are awful."

Blaine shook his head. "Then Dalton."

Kurt gave him a giddy little grin. "Won't it be closed by then? How are we going to get on campus?"

"I have my ways," Blaine said with a wink.

Kurt rolled his eyes at him but smiled anyway saying Blaine's hands in his.

"Sounds like a perfect day, baby."

Blaine smiled. "I'm glad. Whoever thought we'd be excited to spend the day in Lima?"

"A part of me will always be a little attached to this place even if I hate almost everyone in it."

"Because it's where you grew up?"

Kurt shook his head.

"Because it gave me you."