HEY! I'm still posting! I promise! I kinda got stuck with what I wanted to write next in this 'verse. I have a vague idea of what I want to happen but I don't know how long it'll take me to get it all done. Thanks for sticking with it guys! OH MY GOD JUST SAW THAT I HAVE 92 PEOPLE FOLLOWING THIS. THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS!

Not much judges in this one and it's a bit shorter than usual, sorry.

Feel free to prompt me! It might help get the chapters out faster ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any famous people... Unfortunately, I mean what. *shifty eyes*

It was pretty far along in the competition before the boys wished they weren't in the same place all day, every day.

No one noticed at first, the weird tension behind every interaction the couple had. Even though they were fighting Kurt and Blaine were still pretty adorable with each other. Some words had an extra bite behind them, or a tone of hurt but it was barely noticeable.

Until Blaine snapped.

"Oh my god!" He growled and stalked out of the room he, Kurt, Adam's team and the judges had been sitting in during lunch.

Everyone stopped their conversations and stared at the empty doorway then Kurt. He pinched the bridge of his nose before getting up to follow his husband.

The judges followed him after a few moments of confused silence to make sure they were okay. They found them in a small room down the hall, talking.

"—you know that's not what I meant. We've talked about this, honey." Kurt said, sounding hurt and irritated. There was a constant rustling sound that they figured was one of them pacing. Blaine was quite prone to it when he was stressed or upset.

"But I don't! And yeah, we talked about it but did you know the last time we talked about it was during my sophomore year of college? That was years ago, Kurt!" Blaine answered. The rustling stopped.

"Then talk to me about it. Don't randomly blow up in my face when I make an off-hand comment." The judge said quietly. "I didn't even have any idea you were thinking about it now. It's always been a far off, vague 'future'."

"We're living our future, we are doing all the things we dreamed about in high school. Isn't it the right time to be thinking about the next thing?"

There was silence for a few moments.

"You're right. I promise we will talk about it tonight as soon as we get home but next time, just ask me about it, please?" The judges glanced at each other as there was another pause. "Can we stop fighting now?"

Christina tugged on Blake and Adam's arms as she took their cue to leave.

Everyone looked at them expectantly as soon as they re-entered the room.

"They're fine. Now act natural." Christina said, quickly going back to the seat she had been sitting in. They didn't need to worry about hurrying though, no one saw the couple for the rest of the lunch break.

Blaine shut the front door carefully pausing for a moment before turning to his husband. Kurt had already removed his coat and was bending over to take off his boots. He looked up as if he had felt Blaine's eyes on him.

He smiled.

"Take your coat and shoes off, Blaine. I'm not having a conversation this important in the entryway." Kurt said, then went back to taking off his boots.

Blaine did as he was told then moved to their living room, sitting on the couch.

Kurt smiled when he followed. He sat right next to his husband and took Blaine's hand.

"I want to talk about kids." Blaine said, looking straight into Kurt's eyes. Kurt couldn't help but lean forward and kiss him.

"And that is how you start a conversation. Let's talk about kids."

"Well, we both have stable jobs, we have plenty of money. So, when we go back to New York we could start the process." Blaine suggested. Kurt nodded.

"How do you want to do it? Adoption? Surrogate?" He asked.

"I kind of love the idea of helping a kid out that has had a rough life so far. But I also wouldn't be opposed to having a mini-Kurt running around." Blaine answered with a dopey smile. Kurt rolled his eyes.

"I suggest adoption then because we will just keep going around in circles about surrogacy. I would love to see a little Blaine running around." He scrunched up his nose and smiled. Blaine couldn't help but kiss him on the nose, dopey grin still in place.

"Okay. So adoption. Boy or girl? And how old? Like baby or toddler or even older?" The curly haired man fired off. His husband held up his hands.

"Whoa! We only just started talking about it, Blaine. And we can't really do much else until we get back to New York, that's where we're based."

Blaine huffed but nodded.

"I'm just really excited."

Kurt smiled.

"Me too, honey. I don't think we can decide what gender we want, we don't want to be those parents." He paused. "Maybe we could think more about the age. I would love to help out an older child but it might be a little hard with no experience."

Blaine nodded in agreement.

"I guess we can wait and talk about our case handler or whatever. Imagine how your dad is going to react."

"Oh god, he's going to ring us even more than he does now. Demand time with his grandchild. I mean, I love him for it but I'm an adult now!" Kurt said with fond exasperated just like he always does when talking about his father's constant need to know everything about this life.

Blaine stared at his husband. He grinned and pulled Kurt in for a long kiss. "I love you so much." He said, resting their foreheads together.

"I love you too, honey." A wicked gleam appeared in Kurt's eye. "You know, there's nothing to stop us trying to make a baby."

"That is so cheesy. I'm pretty sure every gay couple says th-." He was cut off by Kurt's lips on his. "And I am absolutely fine with it." He mumbled.

Kurt grinned and pulled him off the couch.