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Warning: This story contains mpreg.
XXIV
You and Kurt make passionate love despite the fact that you're nearly five and a half months along.
Kurt tells you that you're breathtaking, just gorgeous, and that he can't believe he got as lucky as he did, but you stop him with a kiss, claiming that you're the one who lucked out.
XXV
"We need to pick a name," he says and the only thing you can think of to do is laugh and you aren't quite sure why.
"Not yet," you say. "We have time."
XXVI
"You don't want to know the gender, do you? That's why you don't want to look at names?"
You laugh, feeling like he's figured you out.
"I don't want to know," you say.
"Why not?" he asks, an air of amusement in his voice.
You shrug. "I like surprises. Doesn't everyone?"
XXVII
Kurt sighs, looking over the top of To Kill A Mockingbird which you know for a fact he's read twice since you've been married, and you think it's a bit obsessive, really.
"What's with you and that book?" you ask.
"It's a good book. Really good, you should read it, babe. And what's with you and not wanting to know the gender of the baby?"
XXVIII
You want to know, really you do, but not now; you still want it to be a surprise.
XXIX
You look around the room, taking it in. "Why did we paint the room white?" you ask Kurt because, in all honesty, it confuses the hell out of you.
XXX
You're about seven and a half months along when you repaint the walls light green and it's almost a lime green, Kurt says, which would look tacky, but it works for this.
You sit in the rocking chair in the baby's room while he paints; you shouldn't be doing that much work this far along, but that makes you in charge of the music you listen to so you don't mind it too much.
XXXI
You invite Rachel and Finn to dinner one night, claiming that it had been far too long and did they even know about the baby?
XXXII
"We're engaged!" Rachel tells you at dinner and you get up from the table to hug both of them in turn.
You squeeze Kurt's hand under the table and he squeezes yours back and you can't help but feel like everything's falling into place.
XXXIII
"Everything's set," Kurt says, and even though you had known it was coming, you had dreaded this moment. "We have everything... nursery, crib, toys, diapers..." Kurt continues down the list, checking each item off of his checklist (the one he's been carrying around for months now) until he stops.
"Everything except for a name," and you look up at him and grin sheepishly.
XXXIV
"Why are you so hesitant to come up with names?" he asks you as you get ready for bed one evening later that same week.
You shrug, as though you don't have a reason, but you do even though it's silly.
"It's just... it's has to be right, you know? Perfect, even and what if it's not? What if he or she grows up hating the name?"
Kurt watches you for a minute before smiling. "That's not going to happen, Blaine. I don't know why you're so worried."
XXXV
"I have a name," you say. "For a girl... that I've always liked."
Your eyes meet Kurt's and you laugh at yourself and Kurt laughs with you because this is ridiculous, you realize. Why had you been so worried in the first place?
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