Author's Note: Okay, so this is my first story published here. Don't hold back on criticism, but don't overdo it either. I'm still learning! I hope you enjoy the chapter! I don't know about making it a one shot or not so review and tell me whether or not I should continue! I'm done now, enjoy!
"I'm gay."
He looked away waiting for his dad to say everything he didn't want to hear.
"It's alright, don't cry. I love you. You're my son. Is that all?"
"What?"
"I said it's alright. You're my son and I love you. It doesn't matter who you love."
"You're not going to throw me out? Hit me? Nothing?
"Not at all! I love you because you're my son and you're a good kid."
Kurt's eyes welled up with tears and he ran to his dad. He hugged him with all the joy he was feeling then.
Burt hugged him back, glad that Kurt felt so happy.
Kurt pulled back wiping at his eyes and laughing a little.
"Sorry, dad. I know you're not really the hug type but", he laughed a little more, "I was way too happy not to."
"It's fine, Kurt." Burt smiled. "Now go get ready for bed! I know you've got this routine you do every night so God knows when you'll be done!"
Kurt laughed. "Okay, dad."
Burt began to walk up the stairs.
"Dad?"
"Yeah, Kurt?"
"Thank you."
"No problem. I love you!" He called as he went up the stairs.
"Love you too!" Kurt called back.
Kurt sat back at his vanity and looked in the mirror. He smiled a little bit. Then he gasped in horror.
"Agh! My face!" His eyes were swollen from crying and because it was so late, he had dark eye bags that looked unnatural against his light skin.
"Guess I'll be up a little early tomorrow."
He went to bed, for the first time without finishing his moisturizing routine, and fell asleep.
Burt came back down to see if Kurt was okay after what he had just told him. He saw him sleeping and smiled to himself. He went back upstairs not wanting to disturb his son.
Kurt heard him and woke up.
"Mm Dad?" Kurt groggily called having heard his dad.
"Yeah Kurt. It's me." Burt responded.
"What happened?" Kurt asked, still groggy from sleep.
"Just came to see if you were okay. Although, seeing as you were fast asleep, I'd say you were." Burt said smiling.
"Oh, okay. Thanks, Dad."
"No problem." Burt began to walk away, but he turned around instead.
"I've known, you know."
"Known what?" Kurt asked.
"That you were gay. I've known since you were three when you asked for sensible heels for your birthday."
Kurt sat straight up fully awake now.
"What?" He asked.
"It's true." Burt said simply.
"Why didn't you let me know?"
"Because I wanted you to figure it out on your own. You hadn't told me yet, so I figured you didn't know so I just let you be." Burt stated.
"And you didn't do anything about it? If you had known, you could have tried to stop it. Try to make me not gay."
"Ah, but I can't 'make you not gay'. It's who you are. So, I just accepted it and waited for you to tell me on your own."
"I'm sure when you looked at me, you wished I would be the type of son you always wanted. You know, sporty, talking about girls, stuff like that. You knew I would never do that and you still looked at me the same." Kurt said looking away from his dad.
"I only ever thought about that when you were a baby when I was holding you in my arms. I won't deny that that's what I was thinking about when I first held you, but I accepted you when I found out that wasn't going to happen. You're great just the way you are, Kurt. Don't let anyone tell you differently."
For the second time that night, Kurt's eyes welled up with tears. He thought about Karofsky for a split second but then thought back to what his dad had just told him. He got up to hug his dad again.
"I love you, Dad. Thank you so so much." He whispered into his Dad's shoulder.
"Love you too, kid. Now go back to bed. You will definitely be tired tomorrow morning." Burt said.
"I know." Kurt said, "Good night, Dad!"
"'Night." Burt said.
Kurt when to his bed and Burt went back upstairs to watch TV.
"Tonight went well." He thought to himself.
At the same time, Kurt was thinking the same thing.