Sorry for the wait. But you get two parts.
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[twelve weeks]
Blaine stared up at his childhood house. He refused to call it home, it never was a home. Burt and Kurt got out of Kurt's Navigator, which was parked behind Blaine.
"I can't believe you talked me into this." Blaine said to Kurt before he started up the walk.
"Blaine, it has to be done eventually. We can't keep your parents in the dark." Kurt spoke while picking up his walking pace to catch up to his former tutor.
"My parents aren't like your dad, Kurt. They just- they- it- You'll see." Blaine sighed before unlocking the door and walking in.
"Hello, Young Mr. Anderson."
"Hello, Felicia. Are my parents in? I would like to speak with them in the sitting room." Blaine requested, talking to the maid.
"Right away, sir." Felicia left, quickly walking up the stairs.
An older man walked in, "May I take your coat Mr. Anderson?" He asked, nodding as Blaine handed his spring jacket to the butler.
"Thank you, Charles."
Kurt and Burt did the same, then followed Blaine into the room off of the entry way. Kurt figured it was the sitting room, though it looked like everything was made of glass. Carefully, Kurt sat next to Blaine on the couch, not wanting to disturb the perfect atmosphere of the room.
"You grew up here with maids and butlers?" Burt asked, still staring at random things around the room.
Blaine nodded, "Yeah, it never did feel like a home."
Conversation stopped when the men heard footsteps outside the door, and two more people entered the room. The man looked like an older version of Blaine. Though his hair had more grey than black in it, and his eyes were an almost electric blue, Kurt could see the similarities. The woman also had some resemblance to Blaine, but most of all were the eyes. She had the same honey gold that Blaine did.
"Hello darling, you didn't tell me you were bringing company. Laura Anderson, pleasure to meet you. This is my husband Arthur Anderson." Blaine's mother said in introduction.
"This is Kurt Hummel, my friend, he's also the one I've been helping with English. And his father Burt Hummel." Blaine said as in introduction, trying to get this over as fast as he could.
"And why are they here?" Arthur asked.
"Arthur!"
"No, Laura, I don't have time-"
"Kurt's pregnant, and it's mine. That's why he is here with his dad. We came to tell you two." Blaine said, stopping his parent's bickering.
"It's not true. Blaine Neville Anderson, tell me it isn't true!" Laura said, refusing to look away from her son.
"It'll be okay, Laura. The boy can get rid of it. I can refer him to an excellent physician."
"No," Kurt said for the first time since Blaine's parents walked into the room. "I'm not getting rid of it, I'm not placing it for adoption, I'm keeping it."
"And I plan to be there for Kurt and the baby." Blaine said, smiling at the former Cheerio.
Blaine's dad looked at his son sternly. "Blaine, you can't. That thing is an abomination; it's not natural for men to get pregnant. You can go around in this phase of yours, but we all know you will get married to a woman and have a legitimate child."
"You think this is a phase?! I'm gay, dad. You need to accept that. And this child is mine, and I am not going to leave it. At least I will know how to be a proper father by doing everything you didn't."
"Out! Get out of my house. If you are going to be in that things life, you are no son of mine. You have one hour to pack." Arthur said before walking out of the room.
Taking a deep breath, Blaine ran from the room, and up the stairs. Kurt didn't hesitate in following, when he found Blaine in what appeared to be is bedroom he saw Blaine throwing random things around his room.
Blaine stopped and took a shaky breath. Kurt could see he was trying not to cry. Without thinking about it, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine.
"Hey, it's going to be okay." Kurt whispered, trying to reassure the other teen.
"No," Blaine said pulling away from Kurt, "It's not. I'm homeless, Kurt, homeless."
"You think I would let the father of my child live on the streets? Of course not, you'll live with me and my dad. No arguing."
-.-
[fifteen weeks]
"JBI here with Breaking News!
"This just in, Kurt Hummel, now former head Cheerio, pregnant?!
"Apparently it was the entire reason Hummel quit the Cheerios, no one can do back flips with a giant belly throwing off their equilibrium.
"Look at this picture one of the insiders at the Muckraker snapped for me. It's the school's beloved Kurt Hummel, showing off his unique style, but is that a baby bump hanging over his skin tight skinny jeans? An anonyms source tells me Hummel was found in the girls bathroom upchucking his breakfast. Only to be seen hours later with a try piled high at lunch.
"The only possible conclusion, Kurt Hummel is in fact pregnant."
-.-
Kurt watched the video on his phone in the privacy of the handicap accessible restroom. That's why everyone had been staring at him, he just thought they had finally understood his fashion sense and were now jealous of his clothing choices. His status of head cheerleader had finally officially fallen.
Knowing he had five minutes before the bell rang to switch classes, Kurt unlocked the door and made a run for it. When he made it to his Navigator, he heard the bell ring, signaling he had made it out okay. All he wanted to do was get inside and go home, but cursed under his breath when he saw a slim figure leaning against the car.
"Move Sebastian." Kurt said trying to get to his car, and not letting himself cry, no matter how much he wanted to. He had to hold it in, until he could get to his bed.
The lacrosse player looked at Kurt with venom in his eyes. "Is it true? That you're a FREAK and got knocked up by another guy?"
"Sebastian, please."
"I hope you know that there is now chance now that we will get back together. Not when you're a freak like you are. No one's going to want you now, Freak." He said throwing a copy of The Muckraker with the front page reading "FORMER MALE HEAD CHEERLEADER, PREGNANT?!"
Kurt watched as Sebastian stormed back inside of the school, and then hopped inside of his car. He drove as fast as he could home, vowing to not break down until he was home, and he knew he was safe.
When he finally fell into his bed, Kurt grabbed the closest pillow, pulling it against his body and burying his face into it, and let the dam break. How could everything he worked years to build fall in just a few short weeks?
He was losing his status—no he had just lost his status—and now in jeopardy of getting slushie facials every morning, for what? For a growing feeding thing in him? A thing that he never planned on having in the first place.
Kurt sat up quickly, stopping his train of thought, though his chest was still trying to calm down the crying and sobbing. His hands flew to his stomach, to the slightly-bigger-than-it-had-been-before bump, and there it was again. He felt something that caused him to stop thinking. Something in his stomach, what was it?
This time, Kurt felt it better. It, what he had been feeling, was his baby. It was a tiny human who depended on him to keep them safe, not a growing feeding thing. This was a baby. His baby.
Kurt dissolved into more tears for thinking about his child in such a way. He may have never planned on having it, but he wouldn't change it now.
Eventually the tears subsided as Kurt fell asleep.
-.-
"Kurt!" Blaine yelled as he walked into the Hummel's house. "Kurt! Your Navigator is here, I know you're here. I know that word got out around school. Kurt?"
Blaine felt like yelling was pointless when he received no answer. He tried Kurt's basement door, only to find it locked, and cursed. All he wanted was to make sure Kurt and their baby were both okay.
"Kurt, seriously! Unlock this door, we need to talk. I know what everyone is saying about you! You shouldn't care, because I don't. I love you." He said the last part quietly, almost to himself. Maybe he was a fool to think that he would finally be able to tell Kurt how he felt now that the other boy was carrying his child.
Blaine sighed and sank to the floor next to Kurt's door, waiting for him to come out. Kurt may not want to talk to him now, but Blaine knew the teen would have to leave eventually.
-.-
Blaine heard keys in the door about an hour later. His tail bone had begun to hurt a while ago, but he wasn't bothered to care. He didn't care about anything, not until he could talk to Kurt.
He looked up to see Burt looking at him questioningly.
"The entire school found out today. I couldn't find Kurt anywhere, until I got here and saw his Navigator in the driveway. But his door is locked." He said, answering the unspoken question.
Burt sighed. "You didn't see this." He said before taking the decorative vase on the table next to where Blaine was sat, tipping it over in his hand, and shaking something out. Blaine could see it was a key and raised a questioning eyebrow at Burt. "He used to have a lot of tantrums where he would lock himself in his room. I figured this would be a good idea."
Blaine nodded and watched as Burt unlocked the door. "Sir, um, do you mind if I try to talk to him first?"
"Nah, go ahead kid."
Blaine descended the stairs, entering the darkened room. He saw a lump on the bed, and sat down next to it.
"Kurt." He spoke softly while shaking the pregnant boy.
"Blaine?" Kurt asked rubbing his sore eyes.
"Hey, I know school was rough today. Do you want to talk about it?"
Kurt's face darkened, "No. And I'm not going back there."
"You only have two months left."
"Yeah two months, during which those Neanderthals could harm my baby at any time!" Kurt said raising his voice.
Blaine pulled Kurt in for a hug. "Okay, we will talk to your dad and get something figured out. Besides you need to rest, I was reading that male pregnancies are harder on the person than a traditional pregnancy with a woman, because your body isn't prepared like a woman's would be."
Kurt looked up at Blaine, his eyes shining with adoration. "You've been doing research?"
"Of course, this isn't just you going through it, it involves me too."
Trying to swallow his tears, this time tears of joy, he couldn't stop smiling. "Oh!" He said, when he felt the strange sensation again.
"What is it? Is something wrong, did something happen to Bean?" Blaine asked worried.
Shaking his head, Kurt's smile grew wider. "I just felt Bean move."
Blaine smiled and pulled Kurt into another hug.