Since you all got a notification that there was a new chapter when there wasn't one…here's a short one to hold you over for the next few days. That's all it will be. Promise.

"Okay, you were already crazy flexible back in high school, but that was just ridiculous. Where did you learn to do that? And in a bathtub? I love you fucking so much," Blaine rambled in his blissed-out state once they had finally crawled into bed.
"You were taking too long to answer my marriage proposal, and I wanted to make sure you were thoroughly…convinced," Kurt replied with a smirk.

Blaine furrowed his brow for a moment in concern. "I thought we were past the whole 'using sex to prove yourself worthy' thing."

"Oh, I am, darling. This was good old fashioned using sex as a form of manipulation to get my way."

Blaine looked at him heart eyes. "I adore you."

Kurt laughed in confusion. "You're insane."

"No, I just love you exactly as you are. And being you means you will get your way most of the time whether through sex or otherwise. I'm loving every minute of it, baby."

Kurt studied him for a moment. "You really love everything about me, don't you?"

Blaine turned him to face him fully and took Kurt's face between his hands. "Every single one. Good and bad. More than I have ever loved anything in this world." Blaine leaned in and brushed the softest, most loving kiss Kurt could remember ever receiving. It sent chills down his spine, and he kept his eyes closed to savor the moment even after Blaine had pulled away. Eventually they drift off to sleep like that with their lips only inches apart.

Kurt wakes Blaine up a long while later with a nagging finger. "Blaine. Blaine."

"Yes, I even love you when you wake me up at ungodly hours," Blaine mumbled rolling over.

"Blaine!"

"Fine," Blaine said sitting up. "What is it, babe?"

"Babies are born before their due dates a lot. She could be here any day."

"I know, honey. It's okay to be nervous – " Blaine tried, but Kurt cut him off.

"I'm not nervous. I just want us to have everything prepared."

"Kurt. We have almost everything done. The nursery is ridiculously secure. We have been reading baby books like crazy. We have our work schedules all worked out. We are ready."

"I know, Blaine. But there's still the wedding to think of and…" Kurt trailed off in deep contemplation.

"If it's gonna stress you out this much maybe we should just wait until after she's born."

"It's not about that I just want to be married to you when she gets here. I know it's going to sound crazy, especially from me, but we don't really need a wedding. We could just get married. I just want to be your husband," Kurt said the love shining from his eyes.

"Kurt," Blaine began then sighed. "I know that is how you're feeling right now, but you have always had a dream wedding, and I don't want you to regret this decision later."

Kurt looked him in his eyes and stated fiercely, "I could never regret you. And we can throw a ceremony later. Take the time to plan everything out. Invite everyone. Our little Ashley can even be the flower girl. I just want to be married to you now. I've waited so many years for it, and I don't want to wait a moment longer."

"Okay," Blaine said simply.

"Okay?" Kurt squeaked in surprise.

"Okay. Let's get married."

"I love you, I love you, I love you!" Kurt chanted diving on top of him.

"And about her name…"

"I was just joking about Ashley, Blaine. I know you don't like it. I just wanted to put it into my little empowered speak. I – "

"What if we named her after your mom?"

"What?"

"I want to name her Elizabeth," Blaine rephrased.

"You mean that?"

"I really do. I know how much she meant to you, and I want to honor the wonderful woman that brought you into this world. Plus, I like that Elizabeth has so many possible nicknames. Liz. Lizzie. Eliza. Betty, Beth."

Kurt's nose scrunched up in distaste. "I love it, and you, so much, but I have one condition."

"Name it," Blaine said tilting his head to the side in confusion.

"We can never call her Beth. My daughter will not have the same name as Puckerman's daughter. This is in honor of my mom." Kurt somehow managed to hold his nose up superiorly even while laying down.

"As you wish, my love."

"So…Elizabeth?" Kurt said with a smile.

"Elizabeth."