this is kinda my first fanfiction so be nice :}
I've read around A LOT and i've been perfectly fine reading all your stories under my blankets ;]
though i kind of thought i should make one of my own.
yes, i'm a newbie :o
Takes place after "Original songs"
Warning Boy/Boy kissing, so if you dont like that stuff. Dont read :D ~Gracias~
No Joke, I have re-Written this plot about.. 6 times.
I'm just 14 so my vocabulary isnt as grown up as those i read, but it will improve :D
DISCLAIMER: I do not own glee. i'm a female. not Ryan Murphy...
keepesh?
Kurt Hummel leaned into his boyfriend Blaine just as they were about to enter the Hummel/Hudson home, it had been a few weeks after Blaine had kissed Kurt and the countertenors family was eager to welcome Blaine as Kurts boyfriend. Welcome? Kurt had thought More like interrogate. Blaine stared at Kurt confused.
"Whatever happens tonight, please don't hold this against me." Kurt whispered grabbing Blaines left hand. Blaine laughed and kissed the countertenors forehead, of course not, everything would be perfect right?
"Of course not, i'm estatic your family is letting me stay for the weekend and no matter how much they interrogate me. It wont change a thing." Blaine assured. Kurt uneasily smiled, surely he hadnt even began to think about the countertenors father. Kurt turned to face the door, taking a deep breath. Blaine loves you, he wont leave you for something so trivial. He assured himself mentally. He slowly turned the door and walked in, Blaine following behind.
The house was filled with the aroma of food, he heard ranting in the living room. Football, with Finn and dad.
"Were here.." Kurt called quietly. Carol rounded the corner and pulled Kurt into a tight imbrace practically squeezing all the air out of him. Soon Finn walked in the room that same goofy smile on his face.
"Whats up dude?" He smiled ruffling Kurts hair, Kurt shot him a glare and tried to pry at least one hand away from Carol to fix it. Finn looked over at Blaine and moved his hand in a weird motion, finns way of saying hello Kurt assumed. Finn glared a little as he examined Blaine from head to toe. Blaine didnt seem to notice.
The worst was yet to come..
Burt Hummel walked in with a serious expression on his face, his arms were crossed firmly over his chest.
"Hello Mr. Hummel, sir." Blaine smiled, he tried to sound calm and collected but Kurt heard his voice crack slightly. Carol, at this point, had already released him from her grasp and he took his place beside Blaine.
"Blaine, how are you kid?" Burt asked the seriousness not leaving his voice.
"Great, sir." Blaine responded.
Burt turned to his son who had that Just shut up expression on his face. The "talk" with Blaine could wait, Burt Hummel thought.
"Well, Dinner is done, and i'm hungry." He said bluntly.
Kurt took his place next to Blaine at the Dinner table, Finn across from him, and his father and step-mother besides Finn.
"Kurt honey, I know how you love to eat healthy so I was careful on what I cooked." She smiled gently. Finn muttered something about "healthy junk" but soon shut up when Carol shot him a warning glance.
"Its all great Carol." Kurt aknowledged. He slowly reached his hand under the table to tap on Blaines leg, he was quiet. Being quiet in the Hummel/Hudson house wasnt making a good first impression.
"Yes, the dinner is lovely." Blaine complimented, jerking his head up suddenly. Kurt smiled happily, slipping his hand with Blaines.
"So what are you into Blaine?" Burt asked.
"Well of course music, but I like football too." He grinned meeting Kurts proud gaze. Football would get Finn and his dad for sure.
"Whats your faveriot teams?" Finn asked seeming suddenly interested. His dad too, this was amazing maybe it wasnt as bad as he had thought it was going to be. Kurt drifted away though, not much caring about the football talk.
Soon after dinner was done, Finn and Burt went back to the game, Kurt and Carol had started cleaning the table, and Blaine was just kind of standing there awkwardly. Carol had picked up three of the plates trying to reach the top cabnient.
"Here let me help you with that." Blaine offered grabbing two plates and opening the cabinent door. Though he wasnt much taller then Carol he could reach it.
Kurt tried to hold back a smile, he was making a great first impression. Everything was looking great.
Until Burt walked in.
"Blaine can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked. Kurts eyes went wide, this was terrible. Blaine nodded and left the kitchen, Kurt went to follow but Burt stopped him.
"Just Blaine right now, okay?" He ordered.
As soon as his dad left the room he turned to Carol who shot him a worry glance back.
Blaine was getting, "The talk."
Like I said that was kind of my first story :/
so sorry if it isnt all that great :o
reviews? maybe? possibly? nice reviews please :D
