The Joys of Parenthood
Disclaimer: I'm not RIB, so I don't own Glee or any of the characters. If I did, I'd be rich and probably not writing fanfiction! This fic is an MPREG fic, so I'll be using my go-to MPREG explanation like I did in When We're Older aka the Reddin gene. The gene is based on the Reddin character from the 1994 movie Junior. You should really watch it if you like mpreg. It's a good movie, I promise (I also don't have any rights to it either!) I also don't really own anything mentioned in this except for the crazy storyline so... I OWN NOTHING.
[Prompt: A nasty snowstorm hits the East Coast, leaving Kurt and Blaine stranded at their house with nothing to do. Well, until Blaine comes up with an idea.]
Winter was in full blast, white covering every inch of the ground outside as the wind whipped around a quaint New Jersey home that housed a pair of very bored men. One of the men was lounging in the bay window, his fingers running streaks through the dewy moisture that gathered there thanks to his hot breath. The other man was stretched out on the sofa, lazily flipping through channels while he fought off boredom-influenced sleep. Another blast of air pelted the house with flurries and Blaine, still focused on the events outdoors, sighed heavily, shoulders sagging like he felt defeated.
"I wanna go play in the snow."
"You what?"
"I want to go play in the snow... and I wanna build a snowman. Do you wan-"
"Blaine, I swear to god if you start singing that song again, I'll-"
Hands went up in surrender as Blaine turned and gave his husband an innocent smile. "Okay, okay. I won't. But please can we go outside and play? We never have a day to ourselves anymore... at least not one like this."
"You mean when there's a blizzard going on outside and we're snowed in, can't go to work, and it's advised that we not go out on the road lest we wreck and die?"
The sharp, slightly annoyed tone in his husband's voice almost made Blaine shrink back and shut his mouth, but he knew that Kurt was only directing his bitterness at him because he was annoyed that they were snowed in on a night that they had planned to be out. Yeah, they would've had to drive into the city for work and everything, but they'd also planned to have a night on the town complete with dinner and a show. For months, they'd been busy, busy, busy and when it finally seemed like they'd have time to themselves, a freak snowstorm hit and decided to blanket the East Coast with foot upon foot of snow. Now they were stuck indoors with a barely stocked fridge (since someone aka Blaine forgot to pick up some groceries the day before) and Kurt was just downright grumpy.
All their plans went down the drain because of the snow and considering Kurt's feelings about winter (he liked the fashion, hated the cold and the fact that his clothes always got wet and grimy), all Blaine wanted to do was show his husband a good time. Plus, he'd been itching to tell him something rather important, but the news wasn't something that he thought could just be shared in their living room. He wanted to make it special... he wanted it to be memorable and something that Kurt would gush about to their friends.
And that's where the silly idea to play in the snow came in.
Not one to back down, he straightened up his posture and turned to stare at his husband, beaming devilishly at the other man. "C'mon, honey. We can have a snowball fight and make snow ice cream and we can even make snow angels!" He watched as Kurt started to open his mouth to protest, so he leapt in with an interruption, "You can wear some of my stuff if you don't want to ruin yours. Please? It'll be fun! I promise!"
"I'm not going out in that, Blaine. There's no way. I'll get sick and become bedridden and then what? I'll have to miss work and we just can't afford that right now." When Blaine began to do his own protesting, Kurt raised a palm to silence him. "I said no. You are more than welcome to go outside, but I'm staying in here where it's warm. I just don't feel like going out, okay? It's not that I don't think it'll be fun goofing around with you. I just don't want to deal with anymore snow at the moment, alright? Can you please respect that?"
Once again, Blaine sighed, his shoulders slumping. He nodded and stood up, wandering over to press a kiss to the top of Kurt's warm forehead, smiling against the smooth skin. "Fine. But you're missing out!" Patting his husband's cheek, he ran off into their bedroom, leaving Kurt behind whilst he changed into warmer layers of clothes. It took him a few minutes, but soon he emerged looking several pounds heavier, completely (and snuggly) warm. Kurt snorted at him, rolling his eyes as Blaine struggled to pull his winter coat on. As soon as that was buttoned, he slid on a pair of thick gloves, a beanie, and then out he went into the icy cold air, his laughter trailing behind him as the door shut.
"Such a dork," Kurt mused, leaning up to take a look out the window from his position on the sofa. For several minutes, he watched Blaine run through the yard, kicking up snow all around with his arms in the air and his head tilted back, tongue out to let the snowflakes fall on his poked-out tongue. He looked childlike in his actions and it made Kurt chuckle just to see how happy his hubby was. Of course, no matter how pleased Blaine was with the weather, Kurt was not about to head out there. Nuh uh, no sir. So he made himself comfortable in his spot and went back to watching tv, dozing off not long after.
It wasn't until the front door blew open and a gust of frigid wind filled the living room that Kurt jerked awake, shooting up from the couch to glare at Blaine when his husband trampled in the doorway in a fit of giggles. "Oh my god, close the door! It's freezing!"
"You have to come see this! Please? For me?"
"I told you I'm not coming outside, Blaine. I don't feel like-"
"You don't have to stay out for long, I promise. I just- I made something... and I think you'll like it."
"I've seen your snow people before, honey. Also you made a snow village last year and while it was amazing, I'm sure nothing you could ever make could top that extravagantly constructed snow version of McKinley High that you let me so lovingly stomp into the ground-"
"Godzilla has never turned me on more," Blaine purred and Kurt rolled his eyes, also rolling rather ungracefully off the sofa. He half-crawled for a moment until he dragged his body into an upright position, shaking his head at his bubbly, excited, snow-covered husband.
"You are the strangest man I've ever known. Why I married you, I'll never know!"
"It's because you love me," Blaine sang, bopping around a little more. "Now hurry up before the blizzard claims my masterpiece! It's pouring out there!"
"Hence the term blizzard, darling." Deciding just to throw on a coat, hat, and some shoes over his warm pajamas, Kurt dressed quickly and scrunched his nose in disgust when Blaine dragged him out the door and into the wildly scattering snow. The flakes were large and thick, blanketing him easily like he was just a speck of earth made to be covered up. "It's so c-cold out here. How in the w-world did you st-stay out here that long?"
"It was only, like, an hour," Blaine scoffed with a roll of his eyes, his fingers clutching Kurt's as well as they could through their gloves as he guided them through the yard. Together, they stopped by the shrubbery that lined their driveway and Kurt's eyebrows furrowed as he took in the sight of three snowmen. Two of them were tall, one more-so than the other, and the third was wee little. The tallest one was wearing one of Kurt's old scarves and had two sky blue button eyes. The second had green buttons for eyes, an old bowtie of Blaine's tied around its neck, and an old hat. The third one, though, was the most confusing of all. Because it had a blue button for one eye and a green button for the other. Its mouth wasn't like the bigger two's mouths either - this one didn't have a gravel smile, but instead had a pacifier.
A pacifier?
"I don't get it..."
"Well," Blaine started, his body practically vibrating itself into launch with how much he was bouncing. "These two are me and you, if you didn't notice. And this one," he gestured to the smaller of the three snow people, "-well, I'm not sure what he or she is yet, so I made an educated guess."
"He or she? An educated guess? Blaine, are you on-"
And then it hit him, like a blizzard smacking the whole of New England, unexpected, abrupt. His eyes widened and he turned towards his husband, mouth falling open in an O as he stared directly into a fiery, expecting amber gaze. Expecting. For a moment or two, he just stared, keeping his eyes on Blaine like there was nothing else going on in the world, like snow wasn't piling up on his shoulders or his hat. His husband was looking back at him, nose and cheeks cherry red from the cold, his lips upturned in a knowing smile that made Kurt's heart race several beats faster.
"Really?"
A visible breath slipped from Blaine's lips as he whispered, "Yeah." A few snowflakes fell onto his long eyelashes and began to melt, leaving that beautiful wispy look behind that had Kurt swallowing heavily at the sight. This man, this beautiful, beautiful man before him - his husband - was having a baby. Having their baby.
"Blaine-"
"I'm due in June," the other man murmured, moving closer to Kurt so that he could take both of Kurt's hands into his own. "I just found out the other day and I wanted to tell you over dinner tonight but then the storm came and I couldn't just tell you while we sat on the couch watching tv. I wanted it to be special. I even thought about making dinner for you tonight and telling you, but then I remembered that I forgot to get the groceries and that's only because I kept thinking about the baby news and-"
His rambling was cut short as Kurt kissed him, their hands disconnecting as Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck while Kurt's hands went to rest at his waist, tugging their bodies closer. They kissed for a while more, the action becoming a bit heated for a moment until Kurt pulled back and smiled wide at his husband, his hands sliding from their spots on Blaine's waist to rest on his stomach. "You're wearing so many layers, I can't tell if you're showing yet."
"Oh, I am. I thought it was just pudge before, but I could really tell today. I can show you later if you want me to?"
"Or you can show me as soon as I get you inside and we get out of these wet clothes and take a nice, hot shower together? You've been out here long enough. We can't have you catching a cold, now can we?" When Blaine ducked his head and chuckled, Kurt kissed him and wrapped him back up in his arms again, holding him tight for a while until he finally felt the chilly air begin to seep through his clothes. "C'mon. Let's get inside. It's freezing out here."
"Okay. One second though." Grinning, Blaine pulled his phone from his pocket and dragged Kurt back several feet, happily snapping a few shots of the snow family he built to have as a keepsake. Later on, he uploaded them to Facebook too - after that lovely, steaming hot shower Kurt promised him.
And when their friends and family logged onto their Facebooks that night (or opened their texts, depending on which they got first), they were all surprised with the photo of three distinctive snowmen, captioned with the sentence: ...and (snow)baby makes three!
A/N: For those of you who follow me on tumblr, you've seen my posts about my laptop malfunctions. Well for those of you who don't have a tumblr or don't follow me, I've been having serious issues with my laptop. From the blue screen of death to buttons popping off my keyboard, I've been having the hardest time with it. It's over five years old and it's dying, which saddens me because I've written ALL of my Klaine stuff on here (with the occasional drabble written on my old now-dead desktop.) Tonight, my laptop (which I just fixed) started to fall apart since its screen is becoming detached from the keyboard. I'm afraid it's not long for this world and if that happens, you may not see any writing out of me for a while. I'm gonna try to post the beginning to my mpreg!Kurt fic as well as the newest update to Two Steps Back soon. But if you don't see me, you'll know what happened. Hopefully I can get things fixed soon. Until then, thanks for reading and please review. Also I'm still taking prompts for anything (ideas for new stories, ideas for sequels or what if stories, etc.) So send them on in. Thanks!