Blaine sits in the cafeteria at McKinley High, looking at the terrible food on his plate with a disgusted expression. Not only did he forget to grab his delicious packed lunch this morning, but he still felt nauseous. Maybe it was the cafeteria food, but he was almost positive that it was the baby. Part of him wanted to kill Kurt for doing this to him. He didn't feel like his body was his anymore. He felt like an alien was invading and changing everything about him. He's always cranky and snapping at Kurt for no reason and crying every single time the commercials about starving children or abandoned animals come on. He's always thought those commercials were sad, but he never cried. Throwing up was the worst of it all though, along with the fact that his regular sleep cycle wasn't even the same anymore. He'd been up all night tossing and turning, then right when he got to sleep, his alarm went off and it was time to get ready for school. Blaine could only imagine what it would be like when the baby was actually born. It would be pure torture. Hopefully Burt could babysit while he went to school. If not, Blaine would drop out and watch their baby while his boyfriend went to college in New York. No way in hell was he going to let some stranger take care of their baby. Kurt going to school was much more important than him. Kurt already has a plan, and Blaine, well he doesn't know what the hell he's going to do. Blaine looks up at Mercedes and makes a face. It looks like she was enjoying the food enough for the both of them.

"How can you even eat that stuff?" Blaine questions, slumping down in his chair, "It's disgusting."

"No way, white boy." She says, looking at him intensely, "Don't insult the tots, you got that? Are you gonna eat yours?"

"No, definitely not." He pushes the plate towards her, "You can have them."

Kurt sits down next to Mercedes and smiles brightly, pulling out his delicious looking salad, "Sorry I'm late!"

"Late?" He asks bitterly with a scoff, "Lunch is almost over. You're more than just late, Kurt."

He smiles, "Stop being a cranky-pants. It's not my fault you forgot your lunch." He pulls out another brown paper bag and smirks, holding it up as Blaine's eyes light up, "What was that about being late?"

"I love you!" He sits up and reaches for the bag, but Kurt pulls it back, "Oh, come on!"

"Say I'm the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends!" He teases with a big, mocking smile.

Blaine smiles, "Kurt Hummel, you are the best boyfriend in the history of boyfriends! Can I have my food now? I'm starving."

"This couple crap is really making me sick, guys." Mercedes speaks up.

He hands it to him with a smirk and Blaine instantly digs in, causing his boyfriend to chuckle, "Anyway, are you happy to be back in New Directions, 'Cedes?"

"And singing backup for Rachel Berry? No." She shrugs, "But I want to go to Regionals. Why?"

Kurt takes a big bite of his salad and shakes his head as he chews, swallowing before he speaks, "No reason. I was just trying to make friendly conversation with my best friend!"

"Yeah, right." She laughs, "We should have won anyway. With Berry being banned for stuffing the ballot box, we were a shoe-in."

Blaine sees Kurt frown and reaches over to take his hand. Their eyes meet and he does his best to smile, but Blaine can see the pain behind it. Not winning the election was a huge downer for Kurt. It meant he didn't have something to put on the resume for NYADA and that he probably won't be accepted. Thankfully, Blaine stayed with him and made him fill out the application regardless, along with one to NYU for a backup plan. Not only did Blaine feel guilty for practically stealing the part of Tony, but he also felt terrible now with the baby. It was going to put so much stress on Kurt. If he were to get accepted to either of those colleges, then he'd be all the way in New York while Blaine and the baby stayed here so he could finish his last year of high school. No matter what, he was going to force Kurt to go. He deserved to go to that amazing school. It was perfect for him. Blaine even said that if NYADA doesn't accept him, they don't deserve all of his talent. He knew Kurt would be accepted at NYU though. That was a given.

"No, it's really not about that." Kurt looks at Mercedes, giving his boyfriend's hand a squeeze, "We were just better, and if you have a problem with that, you can go back to the losing team and stop using us to go to regionals."

Mercedes frowns and glances at Blaine, "Did I say something?"

"No." Blaine responds with a smile, "No, it's fine. We're fine." He releases Kurt's hand and goes back to eating.

Later that day after school, Blaine holds Kurt in his arms as they lie in his bed. Since his parents were still in LA, the two boys decided to take advantage of Blaine's empty house. Kurt came over to study, but one thing lead to another... and here they were, tangled up in each other, naked and very, very happy. At least Blaine was. Making love with Kurt was something that often made him feel as though he was floating on a soft cloud a million miles up in the air. It filled him with bliss and a thick fog settled over his thoughts, making him unable to form coherent sentences. This time though, it felt different. Kurt wasn't as into it as he normally would be. It's like he was just doing it to pass the time and because he knew his horny boyfriend wanted to. And that hurt. That hurt really bad. Something was very wrong. Blaine gently runs his fingers up and down Kurt's bare arm in feather-like caresses, kissing his forehead. Kurt looks up at him with his big blue-green eyes and smiles, but Blaine could see the strain behind that smile, much like he could see the pain behind it at lunch earlier that day. He could read Kurt like a book.

"Baby, tell me what's wrong?" He speaks softly, burying his face into his soft, chestnut hair, "Is it NYADA? Is that why you're upset?"

Kurt shakes his head and rests it on Blaine's chest again, drawing little shapes on it with his finger, "I just... I can't believe I didn't win. I can't be mad at Rachel. She was trying to help, and she did a non-Berry-like thing and actually took responsibility for her actions. Plus it'll be on her permanent record, which means she has the same chance of getting into NYADA as I do now." He frowns, "But the thing is..."

When he doesn't continue, Blaine frowns, "What is it, Kurt?"

Kurt slides his hand down his boyfriend's chest and rests his hand on his stomach, "I... I don't want it anymore."

"What?" He questions, confused, "You don't want to get into NYADA anymore? Why? That school is your dream, Kurt; it's your future."

"It's not, actually." He says softly, stroking Blaine's stomach with his thumb, "I think my future is growing inside of you right now. This baby..." He watches his hand, taking a deep breath as he smiles, "You and this baby are my future."

Tears fill his eyes and he licks his lips, "Stop it... Kurt, if you get accepted into NYADA, or even NYU, you're going. I'm not going to be the reason your dreams don't come true. You'll resent me when we're older."

He laughs and looks up at him, "I won't resent you. That's crazy."

"You will when we're older and our baby is grown up." He looks down at him and sighs, "I know you, Kurt. You'll still love me, but deep down... You'll blame me for not being able to pursue your dreams. For making you stay dreaded Lima, Ohio for the rest of your life."

He frowns and looks back down at his hand, "I will, won't I? Does that make me a bad person?"

"No." He shakes his head and swallows hard, staring at the ceiling, "It just makes you human, which is why you're going to NYADA."

They didn't talk again for a while after that. Blaine sits there, looking up at the ceiling as Kurt cuddles close, his finger now drawing shapes on his tummy. He couldn't help but smile at the thought that, really, there was a babygrowing in there; a baby that was half Kurt. He closes his eyes, enjoying his soft hand. Blaine wasn't too ticklish, but when his finger moves over his bellybutton, he can't help but laugh a little, breaking the peaceful silence. Kurt chuckles at his boyfriend's outburst and leans in to tenderly kiss the side of his stomach.

"I think you're getting a baby bump." He says softly, his hand resting completely over his abdomen, "Not a very big one, but your stomach's always been flat. It's a little bloated now."

Blaine gasps, "R-really? You think so?" He puts his hand over Kurt's on his stomach, smiling brightly.

He chuckles and looks up at him, "Yep."

"You belong on stage, Kurt." Blaine says randomly with a sigh, "You belong on Broadway. You belong in New York with the lights and the people and the crappy apartment you'll have to live in until you're big and famous… you have everything you need to make it in a place like that. You have the passion and the drive to do anything you want; you definitely have the support system behind you. And I'm not letting you throw all of that away. Your dreams will come true."

Kurt stares into his eyes, smiling, "You're the best boyfriend ever, you know that?"

"I know." He grins a bit, "I just have an equally amazing boyfriend by my side, so I have to live up to his expectations."

"Come here, you." Kurt chuckles and cups his jaw softly, leaning up to kiss his lips firmly.