Notes:
I am really excited to finally be putting this up. It's been a fic I've worked on for almost two years now and I'm very excited to be able to start posting. I really hope you enjoy it.
I will be sure to post any warnings at the beginning of each chapter. There are some parts that are mature rated so I've rated the whole fic as mature.
Part of this chapter contain: hate speech, mentions of past abuse(Blaine)
CHAPTER ONE
If you had told me a year ago that I would be married to the love of my life, we would be living in NYC, I'd be working at full time, and finishing my junior year at NYADA. That Blaine would be finishing his sophomore year, and working at the Spotlight Dinner, and we would have a three year old. I would have told you at least one of those things is impossible and called you fifty shades of crazy. However, that is exactly where I find myself right now. Blaine and Gabriel are the two most important people in the world to me and I can't imagine my life without either of them. Gabriel was a total surprise, to everyone. I never in my life would have expected him to come barreling into my world. I would have went on and on about the struggle of working, having a life, having a husband, going to school and taking care of a small child. I would have said there is no way that would be my life, but it is.
It all started to change when Rachel had left for L.A., Mercedes, Brittany and Santana were on tour together, Sam was back home in Lima, Artie was doing great at film school and my relationship with Blaine was better than ever before. He had just moved back into our apartment in Bushwick and finally we had time alone. No roommates, no drama. Just us. Artie still came over for our Monday night dinners, we still hung out and spent time with our friends when they were in town and I sort-of still had my band. Whenever Elliot and Dani weren't busy. Blaine was working with June Dolloway and he had even joined a boxing club at NYADA. Boxing on a regular basis really boosted his confidence and self-esteem. It helped him shed the last of the freshman fifteen and he was defiantly toning his muscles. His newfound confidence was a welcome change in him. His insecurities melted away the more he boxed. I never stopped loving him but somewhere along the way he stopped loving himself. Boxing rectified that.
After a month of living together and multiple questions from friends and family we finally sat down and discussed our wedding plans. Blaine and I decided on a small ceremony in central park with only our closest friends and family. I've always wanted to elope in central park with no one around however Blaine really wanted our family and friends around to support us. So this was our compromise. I guess it's different for him. I didn't want family or friends there because I don't need validation from them that they love and support me. I know that my family loves me. I just want a romantic ceremony with the love of my life. I know I have a dad who never stopped caring about me even while I was dancing to Beyoncé in my bedroom. I have a stepmother who treats me as if I were her own son, even though it must be bittersweet for her to love me like that. A group of friends who once told me they'd walk me down the hall to class as personal bodyguards so I'd be safe and stuck by me through everything. I have Rachel who never stopped supporting me even when I told her to screw herself. Blaine doesn't have all that. Sure he has our friends who would do anything for him. Rachel and the rest of the gang love Blaine as much as they love me. But they were still my friends first and it's different for him. Sam might be his bestie but I know sometimes he misses his friends from Dalton. Wes, Jeff, David and the rest of the Warblers were there for Blaine long before the glee club or I came around. Blaine's brother was always nice but often too busy to be bothered and Blaine parents weren't around when he was a kid so it's no wonder that they aren't around now. He was raised by nannies, butlers and maids.
When Blaine was assaulted at the Sadie Hawkins dance it was the nanny that was in the hospital with him. The nanny who took care of him when he got discharged. The only thing that was ever said by either of his parents about it was that he was transferring to Dalton. When Blaine transferred to McKinley to be with me it was his father's personal assistant who signed the papers. According to Blaine, his father didn't even know about it until it was already done. Pulling his son from one school to another in the middle of the year for no reason would look bad and since his father placed the public's opinion of him higher than anyone else Blaine was allowed to stay at McKinley. The Anderson self-worth was meaningless unless other rich socialites and politicians cared about every step the Anderson's took. That's probably why Blaine has a constant need to hear and see how much I love him. He needs the reassurance that if he messes up I won't just up and leave like everyone else in his life has. His father practically disowned Blaine when he heard about our pending nuptials and Blaine moving to NYC. So I can see how a small ceremony with everyone who loves us and adores us and is important to him. But I'm still a little ahead of myself. This really all started last Thanksgiving.'
When everyone parted ways we promised to meet up in six months. Six months was just before Thanksgiving so we all decided to stick it out until the holiday. However, my dad really wanted Blaine and I home for the week since we didn't have school so when we expressed our concerns about meeting up with friends he and Carole offered to host dinner. The house was big enough for everyone to stay at if they wanted plus Mr. and Mrs. Schuester could also attend. Two nights before Thanksgiving Day, Blaine and my dad were watching some football game on TV while Carole and I were preparing dinner and dessert. Sam and Mercedes had gone to BreadstiX for a last minute date night. Santana and Brittney were at Brittney's house probably telling her parents about their recent engagement. Artie was home visiting his mom but promised to stop by on Thanksgiving. Rachel was visiting her dads and the three of them were invited over for dinner but Rachel had said her dads had politely declined the invitation. So here we are. My family and I. Blaine was talking to my dad about going together to talk to his parents about the wedding since we had finally set a date.
"Kurt, is everything okay?" Carole's voice brought Kurt out of his thoughts.
"Yeah. Fine." He said softly.
She walked across the kitchen and stood beside him, "Are you sure?" She prodded gently while stirring the sauce he had forgotten about.
"I'm just worried about what Blaine's parents are going to say. I mean I can kind-of understand why he wants them there but I don't really know why he'd want someone who we all know doesn't support him at his wedding." Kurt sighed, "It just doesn't make a ton of sense to me."
Carole put her hand on Kurt's shoulder, "Oh, Sweetie. Even though they don't support him maybe he thinks your dad can change their minds. It's hard when you have parents who don't support you. You still crave that attention, love and support. Especially if it's been absent your whole life. You just want to do something that they can be proud of. I'm sure Blaine just wants to hope and believe that if your father can talk to them maybe they can find it in their hearts to be there for Blaine. To accept him for who he is. To love him." She smiled softly, "When you grow up in that situation you have a standard you want to meet so your parents will finally say 'good job'. And by never getting that praise you often feel like you failed. Honey, Blaine will eventually come to terms with his parents but it's hard. I really hope they can at least find it somewhere in themselves to be happy that their son is happy. And if they can't then they don't have to be because we love him. He is already our family. And no one will ever tell me otherwise. As far as I'm concerned he's been family since I married your father. Blaine is just another part of the Hummel package." Carole handed Kurt the spoon, "Now don't get too lost in your head or that sauce will burn. I'm going to see what our men are up to in there and let them know that dinner is ready." Kurt sighed as Carole walked out of the kitchen.
Burt and Blaine were talking with the TV muted. Carole joined Burt on the couch while Blaine paced back and forth. "Kid you're going to wear a hole in that carpet." Burt joked, "Stop worrying so much. We will calmly sit your parents down and tell them how wonderful you are. How much you love Kurt. How much Carole and I love you. How much Kurt loves you and see what they say. It's simple. All they can say is yes or no. They aren't going to do anything to you. They can yell all they want, we can just leave. It will be okay. I'm not leaving your side and I sure as hell won't put up with any crap from them. You're going to be fine. If they don't like what you have to say, screw 'em. You're too good for that negativity in your life."
"I'm second guessing even taking to them. Yes or no is not all they can say." Blaine said remembering all the horrible names his father used to call him, "I grew up without a parent like you. I grew up hearing names like asshole, stupid, girly, and then when I finally came out the names that I was called and the comments that were made just got worse and more hurtful. Fag was always a favorite thrown around by my father. When my father found out I proposed to Kurt he practically threw me out. I was almost sure he was going to hit me. It wouldn't have been the first time. I just…"
"I won't let anyone talk to either of my son's that way. I'll fight fire with fire myself if I need to defend one of you boys. Nobody pushes the Hummel's around. That includes you." Burt cut Blaine off, "And that man damn well better keep his hands off you if he still wants to breathe."
Blaine's eyes flew to Burt's. He knew Kurt would freak out if he overheard his dad just now. Blaine sighed, "I was sent to Dalton because my dad thought it would make me straight. A proper school where they were strict with their rules and academics. He even tried to make me straight by making me re-build that car with him. They enrolled me in a church group that is supposed to 'cure' you from being gay. It was horrible. Ice baths in the middle of the night, so called 'exorcisms', they would 'starve the sin' out of you, and then they'd force you to run the track until you threw up or passed out. It was traumatic. They even tried to give me pills I could take to make me straight. When I left for New York he didn't even speak to me." Blaine's voice cracked as he spoke.
"That's why we will do this together. You, Kurt and Carole are the most important people in the world to me and I will do everything in my power to support you, help you and love you. Because as much as I am not a real emotional guy," Burt paused, "Losing Finn made me realize that I have to show the people that I love how much I love and care about them before it's too late. You'd think I should have learned that lesson already with Kurt's mom passing, and then my heart attack but I didn't. I won't let myself feel that regret again. So if you say you need me, I'm here. You decide if you want to do this and I will stand by your decision. No matter what you choose I will support you." Burt promised. He rose to his feet, and took a tearful Blaine into his arms, "It's okay, Blaine. You always have family here. You are exactly who I wanted Kurt to end up with. Hell, you're better than anyone I could have ever imagined him falling in love with. You are someone who I am thankful every day for. Without you I don't know what Kurt would have done in high school. I don't know what he'd be doing right now without you at his side. I don't give a damn what your parents say or how they feel. I care that you are okay. I care that you and Kurt love each other, are honest with each other, and take care of each other." Burt let go of Blaine, "You might not be married yet but the day he came home and told me he was in love with you was the day you became my son." Burt sat down next to Carole, "It's a good thing he chose you, because you balance him and me. I get to watch football with someone and he gets to have someone who can dance to Beyoncé with." He chuckled
"You mean someone to actually watch it instead of reading Vogue while pretending to watch it?" Kurt smiled. He crossed the room and sat on the arm of the chair Blaine occupied.
"Exactly." Burt smiled.
Carole and Burt sat together watching Blaine and Kurt softly talking to each other. Words of encouragement and love flowed between the two. Burt and Carole prayed their small family would get over this bump in the road.
The kitchen timer beeping brought reality to a halt, "Well gentlemen. I believe dinner is ready." Carole said softly. The three men followed her into the dining room. The discussion at the table was full of Blaine and Kurt talking about NYADA and New York, Burt and Carole told stories of D.C. and Lima. Once dinner was done Burt and Blaine got ready to leave. He knew his parents were spending the holiday home this year so it was the perfect time to pop over.
"You sure you don't want me going with you?" Kurt asked. When Blaine had mentioned for the first time that he just wanted Burt with him Kurt was worried that Blaine was ashamed of him but after a few honest talks, lots of tears, and multiple reassurances of their undying love, he realized that this was Blaine's way of protecting Kurt from his father. Blaine knew how his father could be and he just couldn't bear to let Kurt be hurt by that man. He still didn't like it but he would let Blaine do this his way.
"No. I'm not even sure I want to do this." Blaine leaned into his fiance's arms
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to." Kurt tightened his grip around Blaine.
"I have to do this" Blaine kissed Kurt quickly before sliding out of his embrace.
Burt walked up behind them, "You ready son?" Blaine nodded silently and walked out the door.
"Dad." Kurt said catching his father's arm, "Please keep him safe. I know how his father can be and…" Kurt trailed off.
"Don't worry. It will be fine." Burt promised, hugging his son before catching up to Blaine who was waiting by the car.
Kurt watched them drive off. He wasn't supposed to worry. Kurt snorted 'yea right.' Not worrying about this was like telling him not to breathe. It was just not possible. Kurt wandered to his room in hopes of keeping his mind off everything but until Blaine and his father came home Kurt knew it was a lost cause.
Notes:
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