A/N: So I know it's been a while since I've updated, and I'm trying to put myself on a better updating schedule since I do write the pieces just never seem to find time to actually upload them.
This drabble also came from Jay's review, although it wasn't an intended request (I don't think at least).
"Babe, hurry up or we'll be late for dinner again!" Sebastian called down the hall of their apartment. "At this rate, my parents are going to think we don't like spending time with them."
"We don't," Blaine called back. Sebastian couldn't completely deny that; ever since they had found out Blaine was carrying their unborn grandchild they had made it a point to come to New York at least once a month. Sebastian couldn't even remember spending this much time with them when he was growing up; most of his childhood was spent in the care of nannies. "Just give me a few more minutes," Blaine added followed by a pained grunt.
"B this is ridiculous. You've been getting ready for the last hour," Sebastian huffed as he made his way to their bedroom. He stopped in the doorway and a laugh bubbled from him unbidden, causing Blaine to glare at him from where he was lying on his back across their bed miserably failing to button his dark wash skinny jeans.
"It isn't funny Seb," he growled, trying to force the edges of the fly together so he could button them. "Your kid has made me fat and I can't wear my favorite jeans." He abandoned the attempt in frustration, lip beginning to quiver and tears leaping unbidden to his eyes.
"Hey now," Sebastian cooed softly, reigning in his laughter at his upset boyfriend. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Blaine into a seated position, wrapping his arm around the smaller man's shoulders. "No need to cry, Love. We knew you'd start showing and wouldn't be able to fit all your clothes. That's why we bough you maternity outfits."
"I know," Blaine sniffed. "But I'm going to be fat and you loved my ass in these jeans. What if you don't love the fat Blaine?"
"Oh Baby," Sebastian sighed, dropping a kiss in Blaine's hair. "I love you fat, small, bald, pregnant, and anything else under the sun. Yes, I'll miss your ass in these jeans but once the baby is born you'll be able to wear them again. Just tink of it as absence makes the heart grow fonder, okay?"
"Okay," Blaine sighed, getting up and dropping the jeans to the floor. He rummaged through their closet before finding a new pair of jeans they had bought for during his pregnancy.
Once dressed, Sebastian followed him to the front entrance, discreetly checking out Blaine's ass in the new jeans. There was no longer any definition to Blaine's butt because of how the new baggy jeans had to accommodate the baby bump.
Damn, he thought sighing softly to himself. He was really going to miss those skinny jeans.