Carole was still at work when the trio returned from their own little shopping trip. However, Finn's old car was still parked in the driveway and Blaine immediately stiffened, looking at Kurt worriedly. There was no way he could let Finn see him in a diaper, even if it was covered up by his clothing. And furthermore, how were they going to sneak all of those bags past Finn without raising suspicion? It was impossible. Finn may have appeared slow, but Blaine knew just how observant he could really be. Especially towards people he didn't particularly like. Unfortunately for Blaine, he was somewhere on that list.

"You two carry the stuff on in. I'll distract Finn for you." Burt told them. "Just hurry and make sure you keep it in a safe place unless you want Finn to accidentally come across it."

The boys nodded obediently and climbed out of the back seat while Burt popped the trunk open. The scooped the bags up onto their arms and closed the lid before cautiously approaching the front door, letting Burt take the lead. As promised, the man opened and looked around, signaling to them that it was safe to enter. Blaine and Kurt warily entered the house, and as promised, there was no sign of Finn anywhere. They could faintly hear the blasts of videogames coming from the basement and they took the opportunity to flee to Kurt's bedroom with one last grateful nod to Burt.

Once in the safety of Kurt's bedroom, Blaine let out a sigh of relief that he hadn't known he'd been holding in. He dropped the bags on the bed and gave his wet diaper and uncomfortable tug through his jeans. Kurt didn't miss it and kissed his cheek.

"First thing's first, sweetheart. We need to get you into a new diaper." Kurt cooed as he got to work removing Blaine's pants. He walked over to the closet and pulled out a waterproof changing mat, Elmo's over happy face beaming up at him. He carefully spread it out on his bed and nodded for Blaine to lie down on top of it. He pushed Blaine's shirt up a little, revealing tone, golden abs that Kurt was more than happy to press a kiss to before pulling up the tapes of his boyfriend's wet diaper. Blaine fidgeted a little uncomfortably as the front of his diaper was pulled down and cold air hit his groin, making him shiver the tiniest bit. The idea of getting his diaper changed with not one, but two people in the house made him nervous. A gentle hand started to rub his stomach and he looked up at Kurt, taking in the boy's comforting smile. Their gaze locked and didn't break until Kurt had to glance down so that he could wipe down Blaine's privates. The younger's legs were high in the air while Kurt wiped his bottom when the unmistakable sound of somebody running up the stairs penetrated the closed door. A loud, sharp knock that made Blaine jolt like a knife through his chest broke the peace and both boys looked over at the door in alarm.

"Take a break from musicals and fashion for once! Hang out with us!" Puck's voice shouted to them and the couple stared at each other in horror. The door knob jiggled and on instinct, Kurt dropped the baby wipe he had been pressing against Blaine's bottom, sprinting over to the door and leaning against it. "Okay, give us a minute!" He said quickly. The jiggling stopped and Kurt's heart pounded within his chest.

"I told you they were making out!" Kurt heard Finn call up to Puck and he let out a soft sigh of relief when he heard the sound of two pairs of feet stomping back down the stairs and into the basement once more.

Kurt immediately locked the door and returned to Blaine, who looked about ready to wet himself. Saving the fluffiness for another time, Kurt finished cleaning him up and helped him into a pair of boxers. With Puck and Finn around, neither wanted to risk a visible waist band or a suspicious butt-bulge. Kurt properly disposed of the diaper and wipes while Blaine got back into his pants.

"Okay, let's get this stuff put away before Puck comes back up here demanding that we play video games or something." Kurt said. "We can't fit this all in the diaper bag but I have a trunk in the closet that would be perfect."

Blaine nodded in agreement and began taking things out of the shopping bags, feeling as if his life had just flashed before his eyes. He didn't even want to think of what would happen if somebody as badass and impulsive as Puck discovered just what Klaine likes to do in their free time. He could say goodbye to his friends and his reputation for one thing. And he'd have to live the rest of his life with Puck asking him non-stop if he went potty in his pants or wanted his binky. Kurt cleared out the trunk and everything managed to fit inside, much to their surprise. The diaper packs tended to take up quite a bit of room. Finally, after making sure that absolutely everything was safely hidden and put away, the couple decided that it was finally safe to go out. The scent of baby powder still lingered, Kurt gave the younger a spritz of cologne. Then, holding hands they entered the hallway like nervous prey.

"Alright, let's go say hi to Finn." Kurt said confidently. He squeezed Blaine's hand reassuringly and led him down both staircases to the basement where Puck and Finn sat on the couch, their eyes glued to the screen of whatever video game they were playing at the moment. A half-eaten pizza sat in an open box on the coffee table which was littered with empty soda cans and finished chip bags. Kurt's eyes flickered to the mess in distaste as he perched himself on the empty couch adjacent to Finn's. Blaine immediately joined him, leaning back and crossing his legs.

"What are you guys doing home so early? I thought you guys had practice." Blaine said in his familiarly calm and slightly cheerful voice, but his eyes were accusing and nervous.

"Bieste and Sylvester went off on each other because Sue scheduled the field today for the Cheerios even though we always have practice on Saturdays." Finn stated, never looking away from the TV.

Puck laughed. "You should've seen it. It was the worst catfight I've ever seen only it wasn't nearly as hot."

"Sue popped all of the footballs and threw a protein shake on Bieste." Finn added.

Blaine's eyes widened in alarm. "Are you sure she's certified to be a teacher?"

"Yep, I guess so." Puck shrugged.

"It's sort of a McKinley High thing." Finn said with a cold edginess in his tone that made Blaine slump a little in his seat.

"Blaine is a student there too, Finn." Kurt reminded his brother, but got no response in reply. An awkward silence followed the tension and finally, the boys got bored and retired upstairs to the living room. Since Finn and Puck had already ordered lunch, Kurt and Blaine decided to go ahead and order take out from the Korean place by the mall. Once it had arrived they were more than happy to spend the rest of the afternoon camped out on the sofa watching reruns of Project Runway and Four Weddings. However, neither of them were really focused on the shows. They were too busy thinking about the treasures lying in a trunk in Kurt's closet.