Blaine runs his fingers through his messy curls after getting out of the shower and sighs softly, wrapping a towel around his waist. He turns around to that his back was facing the body-length mirror and looks over his shoulder, looking at the yellowing bruises. They were just about healed and didn't hurt much anymore, but the pain of the memory still stung like a slushy to the face. Part of him still doesn't believe that it actually happened, that he made it up and his parents love him as much as Burt loves Kurt, but then he sees the bruises and remembers (quite vividly) what happened. Peanut gives him a soft nudge and Blaine smiles, putting a hand on his tummy as he shakes his head. It's like she was saying, 'don't be sad, Daddy Blaine! Hurry and get ready for your date with Daddy Kurt or you'll be late!' She was just as impatient as Kurt was. It was Valentine's Day, and they came home right after school to start getting ready. Kurt has something planned for the two of them, and despite Blaine's protests, he was going to keep it a secret until it actually happens. He takes a deep breath and slowly waddles out of his and Kurt's private bathroom with nothing but a towel around his waist. Something catches his eye and he pauses, glancing, and then doing a double-take, his eyes widening.

"AHHHH!" Blaine screams, jumping a little, grabbing whatever he can to try and cover up.

"Dude, Blaine, Blaine!" Wes shouts, his eyes wide as well, "Chill out! It's just me!"

"OH MY GOD!" He yells, throwing a sock at his former classmate, "What the hell are you doing in here? Where's Kurt?"

"Is he ready yet? 'Cause we kind of have to go." David asks, walking into the room as well, glancing at a half-naked, mortified Blaine, "You're not even dressed! Chop, chop! Get to it, curly!"

"Wha-what is…? I…" He shakes his head, "Just get out!"

"Okay, but seriously, hurry up." Wes says, pushing David out the door, "You have fifteen min-"

"OUT!" He slams the door behind them and pushes his fingers through his curls, looking around the room as if it somehow had the answer to this madness, "This isn't normal."

Blaine goes as fast as his tummy would allow him to, pulling on his new red polo shirt that Kurt got for him, along with the maternity jeans that, of course, Kurt forced him to get. They were incredibly comfortable and fit perfectly, plus they were skinny jeans, but still… they were women's pants because male pregnancy wasn't very common. Not that it mattered. They didn't have any girly designs or anything. He keeps getting ready, his mind travelling to the two Warblers waiting outside his door. He hadn't seen Wes or David in a few months, so it was a nice surprise, but very, very unexpected. He was getting ready for a Valentine's Day date with his boyfriend, after all. He adds some mousse to his damp curls since Kurt practically banned gel from the house (he didn't want them to fluff up) before opening the door to face his two best friends. They were dressed in the Dalton uniform, looking just as they did the last time he saw them.

"Would you care to explain to me why you're here?" Blaine asks, looking at them with an eyebrow rose in question, "I'm kind of busy tonight. Kurt and I have plans."

"Well, we're part of those plans!" David pipes up with a bright smile, reaching forward to put a hand on Blaine's extended belly, which of which would no longer be masked by baggy clothes, "Wow! You know, I'm kind of pissed that you didn't tell us in person."

"I've been busy." He pushes his hand off and glares, "What do you mean you're 'part of those plans'?"

"Ooo, someone's cranky!" David teases.

"You think it's the hormones?" Wes asks.

"Nah, it's just Blaine. He's always been a butt-face."

"Yeah, that's true."

"Oh my God." Blaine says with an exasperated sigh, turning and walking back into the room to sit down in front of Kurt's vanity.

"No!" Wes shouts, hurrying into the room as well, "Come on! We have to go."

"Go where?" Blaine snaps, putting on his white bowtie to complete his outfit, along with struggling to get his shoes on due to his tummy, "I'm not going anywhere with you two. I'm supposed to go on a date with Kurt."

"David, give him the note."

"Oh, right!" He takes a pink note out of his pocket and gives it to Blaine, "That's for you. We're just the messengers."

Blaine slowly takes the noted and unfolds it, reading it over a few times to make sure he was getting everything right.

Dear Blaine,

Don't get too upset, but you didn't really think going on this date was going to be easy, did you? You have to work for romance! Follow the first clue and you're one step closer to finding me! These are only questions you and I would know the answer to, so don't try to cheat by asking your Warbler friends that I asked to help me out tonight. Also, I'm going to apologize ahead of time for them. You met them first, so they're your friends.

Love, Kurt.

Clue number one: The place we first voiced our love.

"He's sending me on a scavenger hunt?" Blaine slowly smiles and shakes his head, looking up at his two friends, "How long have you known about this?"

"A very long time." Wes grins, "He's been planning it since Christmas to make sure it's perfect."

"'The place we first voiced our love'?" David asks, reading the note over his shoulder.

Blaine stands up, grabbing his coat and tugging it on, "The Lima Bean. Come on! We gotta go!"

With nothing but pure excitement coursing through his veins, Blaine hurries out to David's car and gets in the passenger side, leaving Wes in the back and David driving, ignoring their quips about how now he's excited, but seeing them, oh no. The drive was silent after that except for the sound of the pregnant boy tapping his foot anxiously. He couldn't wait to see what Kurt had planned for them tonight, and just the fact that he put so much thought into it really warms his heart. It's not that Kurt wasn't always romantic; it's just that Blaine's usually the one that plans big dates like this, and never in a million years would he have thought up something like this. That's why he has the best boyfriend in the entire universe. He can't stop his huge smile when David pulls up to the Lima Bean. This coffee shop really was their place now. He and Kurt came here nearly every day for coffee, and now hot chocolate, since high amounts of caffeine sadly couldn't be part of his life for another week and five months. Blaine quickly gets out and hurriedly waddles inside, gasping when he sees the place. The whole place was empty and lit up with red and white candles, on the floor were rose petals leading to their usual table. He slowly walks over, feeling Wes and David enter behind him. There was a note sitting on the table.

Dear Blaine,

I hope this is romantic enough for you. I tried. Just three more clues before you find me! Are you jumping with excitement yet? I bet you are ;) xoxo

Love, Kurt.

Clue number two: The resting place of the singing legend that sparked our love.

Blaine furrows his brow and unconsciously rubs his abdomen, taking a deep breath as he thinks; the resting place of the singing legend that sparked our love? What was that supposed to mean? He's pretty sure Katy Perry's not dead, unless Kurt knows something he doesn't. Wes and David snatch the note and read it over a few times, both sending Blaine confused looks. They spoke to each other for a while before Wes finally gave up thinking, saying that Kurt needed to use his wording better and that no one in their right mind would want to travel to a dead person's resting place for something romantic. He looks around the room, thinking for a long moment before slowly smiling.

"Pavarotti." Blaine looks at the Warblers and starts to grin, "We have to go to Pavarotti's grave."

The next clue was about where they shared their first kiss, and the one after that was the room they shared their first flirty duet. Being back inside Dalton and coming to all of these places was making Blaine want to cry, not from sadness or fear, but from the pure joy of it all. Kurt remembered everything about the times they spent together. Not to mention, this whole thing was just amazing. Every place he visited was decked out in Valentine's Day décor, even the cheesy cut out hearts were in the common room with Baby It's Cold Outside playing in the background. Finally, the last clue was the one Blaine was waiting for. It was where they first met, which of course he remembered perfectly... the spiral staircase. With Wes and David in tow, Blaine makes his way to the staircase and smiles at what he sees, unable to keep the tears from filling his eyes. All of the Warbler's were aligned on the stairs, beginning to hum a tune he instantly recognized as Teenage Dream. David claps his shoulder and smiles, taking his place with Wes on the stairs. When the lyrics start, out pops the boy Blaine had been longing to see all night.

"You think I'm pretty without any makeup on, you think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong, I know you get me, so I let my walls come down… down." Kurt sings proudly, the Warblers, even Sebastian, swaying slightly in the background as he makes his way down the steps toward Blaine, "Before you met me, I was alright but things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life, not every February, you'll me my valentine… valentine."

Blaine can't help but laugh through the happy tears in his eyes when Kurt steps down off the last step and gives a little twirl, singing the next few lines on perfect pitch. He watches him with a bright smile, blushing a bit as he places a single rose in his hands. Throughout the whole song, Peanut's kicking wildly and wiggling along to the beat, well… as close to the beat as an unborn baby could get. But she was loving it just as much as her daddy was. Kurt pulls his lover close and Blaine complies, stepping close, looking into his eyes as he continues to serenade him with a song that was very much theirs. After a moment he lets his eyes travel the room, taking in everything. Just like the Lima Bean, the staircase was lines with heart-shaped red and white candles, illuminating everything. The Warblers were smiling as they sang, and for just a moment he locks eyes with Sebastian, who simply lets his eyes fall to the floor. Blaine smiles and looks back into Kurt's eyes as the song comes to a close, laughing happily when he does his signature shimmy. How could he ever think that wasn't sexy?

"I'mma get you heart racing in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight." Kurt holds his waist, pulling their bodies together, "Let you put your hands on my in my skin tight jeans, be your teenage dream tonight!"

"YAY!" Blaine yells, clapping with the biggest grin on his face for a moment before launching himself into Kurt's arms, hugging him with full force, "Oh my gosh, this was amazing… that was so amazing…"

"I'm glad you liked it." He speaks softly, a smile in his voice as he keeps his arms tight around his love, "I really wanted to try and do something special for you… to thank you."

"Thank me?" He questions while pulling back slightly, wiping a tear from his cheek, "Thank me for what?"

"Everything." He smiles and cups his cheek, wiping another tear away, "For being the love of my life… giving me a beautiful daughter that might even be a son, either way… I'll love our little Peanut."

Blaine can't help but grin cheerily, "Ah, well… if she's really a boy, then we have some making up to do. I've been calling her a she since forever, but I'm 99.9% almost sure she's a girl. At least that's what the doctor told me."

Kurt's eyes widen and his drops his hand down to his belly, "What?"

"Remember when we went in for a checkup after…" His smile drops slightly, "After the thing with my dad?"

"I remember, sweetie." He gently runs his fingers through his curls carefully, comfortingly, "Go on."

"Well, when you went to the bathroom, I asked her if she could tell me what the baby was… she looked and said, well… that Peanut is a girl Peanut." Blaine grins, "She said she was shy and was covered it up right after, so she wasn't positive, but yeah… she's almost sure she didn't see a pee-pee."

"Pee-pee?" Kurt laughs and shakes his head, leaning in to give his boyfriend a firm kiss, mumbling quietly against his warm lips, "You're such a child."

"Would penis make you feel better?" He mumbles back, closing his eyes as he leans into him.

"Mmm…" He wraps his arms around his waist, feeling the baby kick against him, "Very much so."

"Okay, you said this was going to be PG." David says awkwardly, "This is getting a little too PG-13 for my comfort, so…"

"Oh!" Blaine pulls back and away, hurrying to the Warblers to fling himself into the middle of the group of boys, hugging as many of them as he could at once, "I LOVE YOU GUYS."

Of course serenading and pretty decorations weren't all Kurt had planned for the night. As soon as they finished talking to the Warblers, the countertenor whisked Blaine off to his car and started to driving to yet another surprise destination. He didn't bother asking where they were going because he knew he'd only he shushed, so he simply sits in the passenger seat quietly, rubbing his belly in soothing circles. He shifts uncomfortably when he gets a little sharp pain, but he ignores it. He's been getting those lately. It wasn't anything too serious and he asked the doctor about it. They were just kind of like growing pains. Blaine's body had to grow with the baby, so things were stretching down there and sometimes it hurt. Being nineteen weeks pregnant, he was almost at the halfway point in his pregnancy. Once he was twenty weeks, he would officially have twenty more weeks to go before the birth of their little girl. He gasps softly and lets out a quiet moan when there's an intense pain that stabs along his lower abdomen.

"Oh." Blaine closes his eyes tightly and holds his stomach, "Kurt?"

"Yes?" Kurt looks over at him worriedly, "Baby, is something wrong?"

"No, no. I'm fine." He looks over at him and gives a strained smile, "Are we almost there? I'm just cramping a little. I did a lot of walking today, so I think I just need to lie down for a bit."

"Yeah, we're almost there." He smiles back tenderly, reaching over to take his hand and lace their fingers together, keeping one hand on the wheel, "We're heading to a hotel, so you can relax as much as you want once we get there. I promise."

"Thought you said it was a surprise…" He chuckles and squeezes his hand, taking a deep breath through the aching in his stomach.

"It was, but since you haven't been prodding me for an answer, I decided to just tell you." The countertenor glances over at his love again and frowns, "Blaine, are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm positive." He kisses the back of his hand and sighs, "I just need to lie down. That's all."

About twenty minutes later, Blaine was lying down alright, but he wasn't relaxing. He was too busy focusing on the soft lips pressing hot, slopping kisses down his neck. Relaxing was way out of question now. Kurt had him too far gone to stop for something as mundane as relaxation. He couldn't even think about the word. He takes a deep breath and lets out a slow moan when the scent of pure Kurt enters his nose and electrifies all of his senses. Kurt had paid for a suit at the nicest hotel in Lima for tonight, all day tomorrow, and the night after that. The plan was to skip school tomorrow, then stay the night, and the next day leave from the hotel right to school. It was a marvelous plan, and as of now… it was going great. Despite Blaine's complaints about spending too much money, Kurt simply shushed him and gave him a sweet kiss, telling him it was all for them, and not to worry about it. They both lied down on the bed with the completely intention of simply cuddling and relaxing, but fate and raging teenage hormones mixed with pregnancy hormones and that fact that Kurt just smelled so good… it was impossible. They were denying the inevitable, and Blaine would have no more of that. And that's how they ended up how they are now; bodies twined together, Kurt hovering over Blaine, kissing his neck, grinding, touching… and oh… it was so, so nice. Blaine didn't have the energy to fight and he wouldn't have even if he did.

"Oh, Kurt…" The pregnant boy breaths out, gripping his shirt, "God, I hate you… I hate you so much… jus-just do it already!"

"Do what?" Kurt questions innocently, his lips trailing along his jaw for a moment before finally reaching his boyfriend's already swollen lips.

Blaine growls softly into the kiss and mumbles, "Fuck. Me."

So a pause on your ideas for the Valentine's Day chapter that I've been working on since forever ;) I hope you liked it! Writing smut makes me feel awkward, and there probably will never be any of that in this story. Sorry! But reviews make me happy(: I love hearing about what you want to see, and I PROMISE... Mr. Anderson will make an appearence eventually. I just want to do it at the right time. You'll see papa bear Burt come out and all of that too(: So don't worry! Be patient! xoxo