A/N: Not quite sure what had gotten in to me lately, maybe excitement for summer, but I hope you're enjoying the constant updates. I'll try to keep them coming with all my new free time.

Kurt paced the apartment. He was so ridiculously nervous that he didn't know what to do with himself. Blaine was set to come home within the hour, and Kurt honestly didn't know what to make of it. Blaine had left so furious the day before saying he needed time and a few days to think, yet here he was returning home the very next day. Had he realized that he had overreacted? Was he giving Kurt a chance to explain? Was he coming back to tell Kurt he had enough? Would he really leave him after everything they had been through?

The front door clicked open and Kurt practically jumped out of his skin.

Blaine looked at him slightly concerned but thought it was better not to comment. He walked over to Kurt and squeezed his hand. "I love you. I need you to know that."

"I love you, too," Kurt said tentatively. Oh god, this is goodbye, isn't it?

"I shouldn't have left yesterday. I just – things have been different since we got engaged and honestly I was scared. You haven't been acting like yourself at all. Suddenly all you seemed to be worried about was sex and every time I brought up anything about the baby it seemed to be of little concern."

Kurt kept opening his mouth to interject, but Blaine held up a finger asking for a minute.

"Granted, I should have talked to you about it, but then you got that text from Parker…Either way I still shouldn't have left like that."

"Blaine –"

"I don't think you cheated on me, Kurt."

"You don't?" Kurt asked confused.

"No, but I'm scared that there's something big that you're not telling me," Blaine said with a sigh taking a seat on the couch.

Kurt sighed. "You're right."

Blaine looked up surprised. He hadn't thought that Kurt would be willing to open up that fast.

"I know that you love me, Blaine. Please don't doubt that. I just…I have this thought in the back of my mind that I just can't seem to quiet no matter how much I try not to believe it."

Blaine pulled Kurt gently to join him on the couch. He began running a reassuring hand through Kurt's hair. Kurt closed his eyes at the feeling.

"Go on," Blaine urged.

"Everything happened between us really fast. We ran back into each other basically by accident and fell back in love almost instantly." Kurt smiled gently at this. Blaine smiled too.

"I love that about us," Kurt said softly, "But sometimes it can be a little scary. We didn't exactly do things in the correct order and…and sometimes I feel like maybe I made you felt obligated to propose."

Blaine wanted to argue, but he wanted to give Kurt the chance to get everything off his chest. He pulled him in closer.

"I know I only mentioned marriage in passing, but after agreeing to raise a child with you I wasn't sure if you proposed because you felt it was necessary for us to be long term because of a baby or if you actually wanted to."

Blaine was frowning now, but he still did not interrupt.

"For years, since I was seventeen, all I ever wanted was you. For us to get married, start a family, grow old together… But after we broke up I never thought it would be something that I would ever actually get to have. You came back into my life, and it seemed ridiculous that Blaine Anderson would still want me after all this time. It's ridiculous because I've grown so much as a person. I'm so much more confident than I was in high school, but with you sometimes I still feel like I'm that boy who had never been kissed until the most gorgeous guy I'd ever seen came along and swept me off my feet. Maybe in some ways I still am," Kurt said smiling sadly. "And this tiny thought in the back of my head isn't so tiny anymore and it starts screaming that I was just in the right place at the right time when you needed someone. And, one day, you're gonna wake up and realize that I'm not the someone you needed."

Blaine was crying softly now holding on tightly to Kurt. "Kurt – "

Kurt was the one to hold up his finger this time. "I guess I just felt…inadequate these last few weeks. I felt like if I was the perfect fiancé who listened to you without being the bitch that I am and agreed with all of your baby plans and…was amazing in bed…" he rushed the last part out, embarrassed realizing how ridiculous it was when he actually voiced the thoughts out loud, "that maybe you wouldn't realize that it wasn't actually me you wanted to be with," Kurt choked out a sob. "And then I ran into Parker the other day and he kept complimenting me and I had just been really scared after we fought and I was feeling so bad about myself so it felt nice and I didn't mention you," Kurt stopped and sobbed silently into Blaine's shoulder.

"Shh," Blaine said soothingly, "It's okay."

"N-nothing happened," Kurt wept. "We only talked for a few minutes. I s-swear."

"Kurt," Blaine said raising his chin to meet his eye. "It's okay. I believe you. I do."

Kurt took a deep breath and wiped away some of his tears in attempt to relax. "That still doesn't m-make it okay."

"No, it doesn't, but both of us are clearly working through some insecurity issues. You're right. We got back into this really fast. But you don't ever need to feel like you need to hold back your opinions or prove anything with sex to keep me around. All I need is for you to be you, okay? That's what made me fall in love with you twice in my life, and that's why I will remain in love with you until the day you die. Not some "perfect boyfriend" in your imagination. You."

Kurt nodded through more tears. "I love you so much."

Blaine ran his fingers through Kurt's hair then along his spine causing him to shiver. "I love you, too. We'll work through this together; I promise."

….

"Alright, Blaine, it's time to be honest here."

Blaine looked up from his breakfast a little confused. "Everything okay?"

"With me? Yes. With us? More than okay," Kurt said with a grin and a cheeky wink, "With the interior design of our home? Babe, I'm afraid pretty damn far from it."

Blaine didn't think he could have grinned wider if he tried.

"I get what you're doing, I really do. You don't want to stereotype our little girl by giving her a pink frilly room, and I respect that one hundred percent. But a yellow room, Blaine? Really? Honestly, I don't even know why yellow wall paint exists. No room should ever be yellow anywhere for any reason." When Kurt finished his rant he sat there shaking his head.

Blaine tried to stifle his smile. "I like yellow," he said for no reason under than in hopes of starting Kurt back up again. He was enjoying this way too much.

"Well I like Zac Posen's new fall line, but you don't see me sticking it up on our daughter's wall, do you? I don't think you realize –"

Blaine cut him off my pulling him into a kiss. He didn't pull away until Kurt was gasping for breath.

Kurt gave him a tiny smile. "What was that for?"

"I just love you so damn much."

Kurt positively beamed. "If you really want to push the baby room stereotypes," Kurt continued without the smile ever leaving his face "We could paint her room blue. Little girls like blue as much as little boys and as far as I'm concerned…"

Kurt went on talking for a while, and Blaine just sat back and listened. He could listen to Kurt talk about paint colors for the rest of his life and still be feel like the luckiest guy on the planet.