A/N: I don't know how I got this idea. It simply popped into my head like most plot bunnies do. But I will say it does deal with graphic violence and cursing. Considering Kurt at the beginning of the story. Anyway, Enjoy Let's Make This House a Home.


Kurt tried not to hold back tears as he cleaned up his foster mother's bedroom. He was on cleaning duty today, and with his "siblings" either running around or just laying on their beds texting. It certainly was quite the task, especially with no help from anyone. He cringed as he picked up the used... "toys" off the floor and put them with the others. He practically gagged as he tried not to picture them...in use. He sighed and got the rest of the room cleaned up perfectly.

There was an inspection scheduled the next day, so with Kurt assigned with all the cleaning. Jenny was screaming a lot more than usual.

Jenny Harrison has had Kurt since his dad and mom died when he was six. And with all of the foster kids that Jenny has had over the years, Kurt's the only one that was stayed. With the other kids being adopted at one point, the only one that never seemed to spark anyone's interest was Kurt. And maybe that's because, not to Kurt's knowledge, of course, was that Jenny fed all "potential" parents, lies about him. Whenever a person had an interest in adopting Kurt when they were also taking in another kid, she would say things like: "He's a trouble-maker." or "He's a disrespectful little brat.".

And the lies continued. Even up to now, when Kurt was now nineteen.

But Kurt didn't care that he didn't have parents anymore. He had given up home around the time of his sixteenth birthday when he had to make himself a cake and spend it alone. Like all of the others, he spent here.


It was the day of the inspection, and Jenny had required Kurt to double clean everything while she went out to get drunk, stoned, and laid. He rubbed his eyes so many times that they became as red as the marks he got on pretty much a daily basis.

Kurt was the one to answer the door, as always. These monthly inspections would be the death of Kurt. He answered the door, only to be met with...the most gorgeous boy he had ever laid eyes on.

Now Kurt has known he's gay since he first discovered Jenny's stack of Muscle Magazines when he was twelve. And every time she went out, he'd sneak into her room and stare at the seemingly endless pictures of big guys with even bigger muscles, who were practically smothered in baby oil.

Kurt stood there for was seemed like a millennium when the man cleared his throat and snapped Kurt out of his daydream.

"Um...Hello?" Kurt shook his head as his attention was fully restored.

"Hi. I'm-I'm Kurt...the-the oldest." The man smiled and nodded and shook the younger boy's hand. "Jenny is uh...out with Rebecca and...Jacob. They're at the mall. They'll probably be back soon. Would you like to come in? Sit?" Kurt definitely had to calm down with his nerves.

"I'd like that." Kurt smiled back and led the stranger in. Kurt poured two glasses of lemonade and sat opposite of the man on their torn up couch. Kurt nervously smiled as he attempted to strike up a conversation.

"So um...are you new at this? Usually, we get this old, burly man named Todd." This made the other man laugh.

"Yeah, I just started a few months ago. I love working with kids, and I didn't know exactly what to do. So I'm really just doing this until I decide. How long have you lived with Jenny?" That name always sparked fear in the very center of Kurt's heart...and Nervous System.

"Umm...since I was six. No one ever wanted to adopt me. And...Jenny never wanted to be a complete parent anyway. And living here is...better than nothing." Kurt laughed as he lied through his teeth. As he was now quite the expert at. "Oh...you never told me your name."

"It's Blaine." The man smiled.


Deep into their conversation, Kurt and Blaine discussed everything from movies, to TV, to books. But around an hour and a half into Blaine's visit...Jenny returned. Rebecca and Jacob ran upstairs and Jenny gasped when she saw Blaine talking and...smiling with Kurt. She was beyond pissed! Kurt was about to get the screaming match of a lifetime!

"Kurt." Kurt looked up, startled to see Jenny speaking through her gritted teeth. "You were supposed to tell me when the inspector got here!" Kurt sucked in a breath...knowing what was next as Jenny molded her face into a plastic smile. "May I talk to Kurt alone, sir?" Before Blaine could speak a single syllable, Jenny gripped Kurt's risk and practically dragged him upstairs.

This wasn't going to be very pretty...