Fic: Tuesday Afternoon
Sitting in the living room of the Hummel-Hudson house after Kurt’s appointment at the clinic, Dave was a little more than nervous for what was ahead of him. Not for his impending fatherhood or how he would support said child, he was nervous for what the father-of-his-upcoming-child’s family was about to say. He knew that it wasn’t ideal to be having a child right after their first semester of college and that it would take a lot of work to make sure that both Kurt and him accomplished everything they’d been planning for with a baby to care for, but he knew that between them they could do it. What he wasn’t so sure of was Kurt’s ability to convince the rest of his family of that. While Burt and Dave got along great, after a long period of distrust on Burt’s part, Dave wasn’t so sure about the Hudsons. Carole had never really warmed up to him and while she was never rude or cold, Dave never really felt comfortable being alone in a room with her like he was with most others in Kurt’s life. Finn on the other hand blatantly disliked him, no matter how happy Finn could see Dave made Kurt, no matter how fondly Burt spoke of him, no matter how much Kurt pleaded Finn still tried everything he could to make Dave’s time at the house as miserable as possible. Dave knew that neither of them would take this well, but he knew that Kurt was hoping that they would.
Finally, Kurt reentered the living room with his entire family following along behind and Dave could stop worrying about what was about to happen because it was happening now. As Kurt and the rest of the clan set down Dave couldn’t stop from smiling at the look of complete joy that hadn’t left Kurt’s face since Dave had proclaimed himself happy at their little piece of news, he just hoped that after this little conversation that look would still be on his boyfriend’s face.
“Dad, everyone” Kurt began taking Dave’s hand in his and grinning at his family, “Dave and I have some news that we’d like to share with you. Now, before I tell you what it is, I would like for you to promise to hear us out on this and keep an open mind. Dave…”
“You didn’t propose, did you?” Burt interrupted looking a little lightheaded, staring into Dave’s eyes and demanding the truth.
“No, I didn’t,” Dave answered simply, not adding that the thought had crossed his mind or two to ask Burt’s permission before Kurt and he left for school and were far away from Lima, OH.
“No dad, no on proposed.” Kurt soothed looking at his father gently, perhaps slightly afraid for his father’s heart when he heard the news Kurt was about to tell him “I’m…Dave and I are having a baby.”
Just as Dave expected the room went completely silent. Almost everyone in the room looked stunned beyond words and Dave couldn’t blame them. What was happening was crazy. It was supposed to be safe, what they did. They were both virgins and had gotten a negative on the carrier-test, and as embarrassing as it was everyone in this room knew all of that. It should have been impossible for them to have a baby of their own, and yet here they all were sitting in this living room trying to get used to the fact that in just a few months’ time Kurt and Dave would have a baby.
“Kurt, are you…” His father began struggling for a way to say pregnant without actually saying pregnant.
“Yeah dad I am,” Kurt said looking between everyone in the living room and squeezing Dave’s hand, searching for comfort. “I know that this wasn’t exactly planned and we weren’t even aware it was possible, but Dave and I are going to make this work. We’re both going to attend the first semester of college and then take the next semester off to stay with the baby.”
“What about after? Who’s going to stay with the baby when one of you goes back to college?” Burt demanded, looking angrily at Dave.
“Well, we haven’t really discussed it yet, but I was thinking daycare. There’s no reason that either Dave or I should give up what we’ve planned for. This was out of the blue yes, but we’ll make it work.” Kurt assured his father.
Somehow, after that statement no one spoke. Dave supposed it was a good thing. After all, there was a smaller chance of him being threatened with castration after everyone had time to adjust and think about this new revelation. It was also a good thing because as everyone sat in the living room and thought about what Kurt and Dave had just told them, they could sneak upstairs and into Kurt’s bedroom alone.
“You still happy about the baby?” Kurt asked as they both settled down into the bed.
“Of course I am.” Dave replied slipping a hand down Kurt’s shoulder and onto his stomach in reassurance “You don’t have to worry about me changing my mind on that, okay?”
“Okay,” Kurt agreed bringing his own hand to rest over Dave’s, thinking about the combined essence of both of them residing deep in his body. Kurt imagined how it would grow and eventually become a little life, a perfect combination of himself and the man he loved. “You think it’s going to be a girl or a boy?”
“I don’t know… I hope it’s a girl.” Dave answered thoughtfully, his hand tracing small circles on the soft skin covering what would soon become his son or daughter.
“Really?” Kurt grinned; astonished that Dave would want a girl. “Why do you want a girl?”
“I don’t really know. I just really want a girl.” Dave answers looking a little confused at his own answer. Thinking it over, Dave couldn’t help but think about all the things that could go wrong with a little girl. “It’ll be more of an adventure, I think. I have no idea how to braid hair or the names of the Disney princesses, but I think that’ll make it better. I’ll get to experience all those things with her, for the first time. I won’t just be focused on how not to fuck up a little boy as bad as I was. When I think about our baby I think about all the amazing things that we’re going to teach it and how amazing it’s going to be getting to know a person that we created. When I imagine out baby, I imagine a little girl.”
“Hmm,” Kurt says sleepily, being lulled by the steady motion of Dave’s hand on his stomach. “That’s a pretty good reason.”
“Thanks,” Dave laughed, “What do you want it to be?”
“Happy,” Kurt says, smiling as the laughter from the other side of the bed becomes louder. “I’m serious. I don’t care about anything else; I just really need this baby to be happy. I know that everyone has teenaged angst and I’m not going to deny our kid that, but I do want them to be happy about who they are and happy about how their life turns out.”
Dave slowly stopped laughing and breathed in deeply, ready for whatever was about to happen. No matter what went wrong, Kurt would be there with their baby and they’d work through it.