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[twenty weeks]
Burt walked into his house, almost cursing out loud as he tripped over one of the many boxes that had been packed. He was happy that he finally found a house for his rapidly expanding family. It was a spacious six bedroom, four bathroom home in a great neighborhood.
Seeing no one in the living room, Burt figured the boys were in Kurt's room watching a movie or getting more stuff packed.
Descending the stairs, Burt wasn't prepared to find the teen parents to be cuddled on the bed, naked and asleep.
"Kurt Edward Hummel!" Burt bellowed, waking up both boys.
"Dad!" Kurt exclaimed, pulling up the covers to hide his nakedness from view.
"Is this what's been happening every time you two are home alone?"
"Dad! No!" Kurt said, trying to reason with the elder Hummel.
"Get dressed, I expect both of you in the living room in two minutes. Don't make me come back down here to get you."
Kurt nodded and watched his father walk up the stairs and out of his bedroom.
Throwing himself back on the bed, Kurt sighed. "Fuck." Closing his eyes, Kurt was hoping for the bed to swallow him, so he could avoid the coming conversation with his father.
"Come on. We have to get dressed." Blaine said, nudging the pregnant boy.
Reluctantly Kurt got off the bed, and dressed quickly.
Blaine grabbed the other boy's hand in reassurance. They both walked up the stairs to face the music.
When the two expecting parents were seated in the living room, Burt began talking. "I don't even know what to say to you two. That's the last thing I expected to see when I got home. And here, I was excited to tell you two about the house I found for us all to live in. But, I'm not so sure I should be letting you two live together."
"Dad! Blaine has nowhere else to go, and you know that! You can't throw my boyfriend and father of my child out on the streets!" Kurt said, finally getting a word in.
"Boyfriend?" Burt asked.
"Kurt and I talked about it, and we want to try a relationship. Not only for us, but for our son." Blaine said, looking Burt directly in the eye showing respect.
"Before you ask, we aren't doing it just for the baby but also because we actually care for each other and want to try a relationship." Kurt added. "And I'm sorry about what you walked in on… but really, I'm already pregnant."
Burt sighed, and took his hat off to rub his head. Placing the hat back on he finally spoke, "When did you grow up?" He questioned. Where was the small four-year-old boy who wanted his dad to play tea party with him?
"I'm going to be a father, it had to happen eventually."
"I guess this would be a good time to tell you the new house has a sort-of apartment in the basement?" Burt said with a grin.
"Really?" Kurt exclaimed at the same time as Blaine's, "Sort-of?"
Burt nodded, "There are two bedrooms, a small living room, a full bath, and a small kitchenette. It's the kitchenette that makes it the 'sort-of.' It also has its own separate door, but also a door still connected to the rest of the house. The original plan was for Kurt and the baby to be down there, but now I guess the two of you will share the bigger bedroom and let the lil' one have the smaller one."
"Thank you, Dad! It's amazing!" Kurt said before hugging his father.
"Just don't make me have any reason not to trust you. One grandchild at my age is enough, I don't need two."
Blaine bushed when Burt's eyes landed on him.
"I have to get started on decorating the nursery, now! Blue is so stereotypical boy, I'm thinking green." Kurt said with a large smile on his face making his way downstairs.
Blaine stayed behind and turned to Burt. "Mr. Hummel, I'm sorry that you had to walk in on us. I guess we weren't thinking."
Burt smiled, "I was 18 once. And I have also been through a pregnancy before. I know you are in for a ride with the remainder, if Kurt is anything like his mother. An' I don't just mean sex, but other hormones as well, but also sex. Just don't let me hear it or see it.
"But you're a good kid, much better than that Smythe boy. I never did like him. But you, I feel like I can trust you. Trust you to not leave Kurt alone with that baby, to not break Kurt's heart."
"Of course I won't leave him or the baby. I love my son so much already, it almost scares me. I've been in love with Kurt since I first laid eyes on him the first day of sophomore year."
Burt stared at Blaine in disbelief. "That long?"
"With him being a Cheerio and me, well I liked school and reading, I never got the chance to talk to him, let alone tell him how I feel. At least until Coach Sylvester happened to assign me as his tutor."
"I'm not going to tell him, but I will advise you to." Burt smiled, "Now, go see if you can drag Kurt away from his fabrics and paint chips. I want to get Carole and Finn so all of us can go see the new house, then grab something to eat."