"Traci's a good girl, but lately she seems off." Kurt announced carefully to his husband.

"She's fine." Blaine said taking his husband's soft delicate hand.

"I guess, I can't shake off the feeling that something is on her mind and it's disturbing her."

"Don't worry too much, Honey." Blaine brushed some of the hairs off of Kurt's face and smiled widely at him. Kurt nodded as Blaine wrapped his arms around him.

And, well, almost as if on cue, their daughter entered the room, running a hand through her hair.

"I'm going out with a few friends." She smiled, pulling out her phone.

"Don't worry. I'll be back by 8, and I'm taking my phone. We're going to the cinema."

Kurt and Blaine sighed in relief and nodded. She hugged them tightly as she ran out of the house. "You're the best!"

Kurt sighed, leaning back on the couch. "She'll be okay." Blaine said. Kurt wasn't so sure, though.

-+-

"Is this the Ander-Hummel residence?" The anonymous voice asked curiously.

"Yeah. May I ask who I'm speaking with?" Blaine asked.

"This is Carey from Young Mother's.org." She said with pity in her voice.

Blaine could hardly breathe.

"Excuse me?"

"I have your daughters test results. They're urgent." She said after giving him the address and her number.

Blaine froze for a solid two minutes before coming back to reality. Kurt made his way to the living room with an inquisitive face. "What's wrong?" Kurt asked.

Blaine didn't speak for a while.

-+-

"I told you that she was hiding something!" Kurt yelled, disappointment seeping through his voice.

"Then you were right! I thought we could trust her!" Blaine added, his triangular eyebrows furrowed together.

"Call her." Blaine said in the most serious tone. Dangerously serious at that. Kurt only nodded, because honestly, if he'd declined, Blaine was probably angry enough to turn into the Incredible Hulk.

No answer. At all.

So being the caring fathers that they were, they hopped into their car and drove to the only place they knew she was.

-+-

There she was.

Making out with someone Kurt assumed to be a male. I mean, judging by the long black hair the fell to his shoulders, and his hands, they looked far too rough to belong to a female.

Fucking hell, what had she done?

-+-

Kurt and Blaine stormed over to her hurriedly, wasting no time blowing their cover.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Blaine asked furiously, those goddamn eyebrows furrowed scarily close again.

"Quiet in the library." Muttered the librarian.

They ignored it and continued to speak. "How dare you?" Blaine was truly infuriated. His daughter he thought he could trust, who was, by the way a minor, had unprotected sex?

She began to cry silently. "I didn't know how to tell you guys." Traci barely even acknowledged the fact her parents were spying on here due to her current state of shock.

Blaine and Kurt were taken aback, but they wrapped their arms around her in the most supportive way they could, dropping their angry tones. Because even after all of this, she was still young; still their daughter.

-+-

"Thank you for being honest with us."

She nodded as they kissed her cheek.

"You need to always tell us the truth-" Blaine started, waiting for Kurt to finish the rest of his sentence.

"-because we should always be able to trust you." Kurt finished.

And from then on, Traci was always honest with her fathers. Course it was hard, but she lied a bit less and it only payed off.

A/N

this story makes me want to fucking plunge my eye sockets, ew.

anyways, i revised this shit bc it's dumb and it had no detail whatsoever?

but thank thank for liking, commenting, and reading.

you're vaild.