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Part 1:
“This is cheating, Kurt!”
“This is texting!” Kurt stared at him coldly. “I’m sorry if this made you upset –”
“But you’re not sorry you did it,” Blaine laughed a little. “Of course you’re not – because somebody else made you the center of their universe so that makes everything okay.”
“Blaine –”
“Nothing about cheating is okay, Kurt. Nothing.” he paused and tossed Kurt’s phone back onto his bed. “I wouldn’t have found out about him if I hadn’t gone through your phone. How can –” he closed his eyes, trying to hold back tears. “I can’t trust you, can I?”
“It was a one time thing –” Kurt was off of the bed in a flash, gripping his arms tightly. “I – I can set something up with Ms. Pillsbury. We can talk – we can –”
“How long would you have kept at it if I hadn’t actually looked Kurt?” Blaine pulled away from Kurt, noting the way his boyfriend flinched at the words. “Until you left for New York? Do you think I wouldn’t have known something was wrong?”
“I –”
Blaine felt like he couldn’t breathe. He knew the truth; he knew things between him and Kurt were too good to last – and the fact that he had been texting with another guy – another guy who was obviously doing something he couldn’t –
It hurt.
“I can’t do this,” he whispered. “I’ve got to go.”
He turned and ran from the room.
Blaine stared down at the small test, throat constricting. His heart was pounding rapidly in his chest, and he felt nauseated.
What a way to end junior year…his boyfriend was now his ex, and he was possibly carrying the child of his best friend. But the problem was he no longer denied that he did in fact have feelings for Sebastian. Their fling had proven that – and brought them closer.
He’d told Sebastian about his body – about the carrier gene. It was why he had insisted Sebastian use a condom that night, but obviously it had to have broken. He wouldn’t have taken the test if it hadn’t.
He had had weeks of his body betraying him – all of the symptoms he’d looked up about male carriers were his – tiredness, nausea, cramping – he’d even noticed blood when changing his boxers at night but as far as he knew everything was fine. It had taken three weeks for him to feel brave enough to go see the family doctor who said everything was fine – but Blaine hadn’t dared mention the gnawing fear due to his genetic make up – Family practices weren’t very friendly toward men who were deemed carriers.
Blaine couldn’t talk about this with his parents. They knew he carried the gene – his father had it too – but as his parents hadn’t really taken him coming out well, he doubted talking male pregnancy with them would go any better. So he’d done the only thing he could think of – buy a home pregnancy test, and he’d taken it.
It had been more than twenty minutes since then. He was terrified of looking at it.
“Everything okay, Killer?”
Silence.
"You know I’m anything but okay, Seb.”
“Do you want to talk about what’s really going on here? It’s been a month. If you’re attracted then just tell me. We can stay friends.”
The two were at Blaine’s house, watching movies in the living room. Blaine was trying to concentrate on the dvd Sebastian had selected – Troy.
The problem was that all he could focus on was Sebastian. They’d been trying to rebuild their friendship since the situation with Karofsky, but Blaine couldn’t deny that he did have feelings for the other teen.
When he turned to look at Sebastian, smooth lips met his in a gentle, yet firm kiss. He melted against Sebastian, who quickly pulled away.
“I’m an idiot,” he muttered, turning his attention back to the movie.
Blaine stared at him incredulously.
“You jackass,” he said exasperatedly, pulling Sebastian back in for a heated kiss, one that had Blaine groaning into Sebastian’s mouth, wrapping his arms securely around his neck. Sebastian’s arms found his waist before settling on his hips, gripping them firmly and pulling Blaine until he was straddling Sebastian’s thighs.
It seemed like ages before Blaine finally broke the kiss. "Fuck."
“It’s kind of sexy when you swear, B.” Sebastian chuckled, trying to maintain his breathing. Blaine blushed, a tiny moan escaping as the Warbler pulled him back into a chaste kiss.
“Bedroom?” Sebastian asked uncertainly. He sure as hell wanted sex, but he wasn’t going to do something Blaine wasn’t comfortable with.
The frantic nod and crashing of Blaine’s lips against his once more was answer enough.
Blaine’s fingers trembled as they curled around the small stick and lifted it up from the bathroom counter.
“One is no, two is yes.” he whispered before glancing down.
Two small pink lines were visible on the pregnancy test.
Oh God. He’d been right. He was pregnant.
Blaine threw out the test, making sure to hide it well in the trash, washed his hands and walked back to his room.
When he checked his phone he saw that he had two missed calls – both from Sebastian. Blaine inhaled slowly through his nose and dialed Sebastian’s number.
Even if he didn’t want anything to do with the baby, he still deserved to know.
“Hey B, everything okay?”
Blaine’s free hand lifted to settle on his belly.
“I…We need to talk.” he said, voice cracking. “Can you come over?”
Sebastian sounded surprised, and it took a moment for him to respond.
“Yeah – are you okay?” he asked.
Blaine felt tears coming on, and his grip on his phone tightened.
“I – I’m – No. I’m not, Seb. I just –” he couldn’t stop the sob that slipped out. “I need to see you. Please?”
“Okay. I’ll be over as soon as I can.” Sebastian soothed. “Do you want me to stay on the phone with you?”
“No…I – not after what happened with Quinn – just – text me when you get here okay?”
“Okay.”