Fate. Kurt thought. It's a funny how it can bring you to a person that can bring you such closure in your life, yet can bring more questions. How they can make you feel so open but closed off too.
It all started with dinner at Blaine's house.
flashback
"Are you nervous?" Blaine asked squeezing Kurt's hand with the one that wasn't on the steering wheel.
"I don't think so; wait how many members of your family are going to be at this dinner again?" Kurt asked.
"About fifteen." Blaine spoke.
"Oh…that changes things." Kurt said, voice shaking slightly. "Just a little."
Blaine parked his car in the driveway of his house and took Kurt's sweaty hands in his.
"Look, innamorato," Blaine spoke. Oh no Kurt thought. I can never resist it when Blaine speaks Italian. "You're going to be just fine. My parents already love you so all you have to deal with is my grandparents and my cousins Ect. Ect.." Blaine trailed off waving his hand.
Kurt inhaled deeply and straightened his coat."Okay, I'm ready. Let's meet the rest of the Andersons!" Kurt excalimed.
"That's the spirit!" Blaine said clasping his hands together. He walked around and opened Kurt's door on the passanger side.
"Thank you my good man!" Kurt said in his best British accent.
"My pleasure sir! And might I add that you look absolutely ravishing this evening." Blaine spoke in a similar accent. Blaine pressed his lips to Kurt's still clammy hands. Kurt jokingly snatched it away.
"Why sir! How scandalous you act! What would be father say to you behaving in such a matter?" He said clutching his hand to his chest.
"You're very right Mr. Hummel." Blaine said smiling and running his fingers through his ungelled hair. "My deepest apologies, let me make it up to you, please."
"Hmmmm," Kurt pondered looking into Blaine's begging hazel eyes. "I suppose so."
"Thank you." Blaine said, accent long gone. He leaned in and carefully pressed his lips against Kurt's, placing his fingers lightly at the nape of his neck where Kurt's soft hair began. Kurt instinctivly wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck. They two boys were extermely stunned when they heard voices coming from the other side of the door.
"GET SOME BLAINERS!"
"OW! OW!"
"WAY TO THINK WITH YOUR COCK BLAINE!"
Blaine sighed then chuckled. "That would be my cousins." Blaine carefully placed his hand around the door knob. He then used his shoulder to force the door open slightly but forcefully, knocking down the intruders on the other end.
"Ow!"
"The hell?"
"What's the big idea?"
"Thank you for ruining a tender moment guys." Blaine said leading Kurt over the threshold.
"More like a hot moment."A man said.
"Yeah dude." Another said.
"I'm pretty sure I heard some talk of sex later in the night." The tallest one said.
Blaine slinked next to the tallest one, "At least I'm getting some." He said smirking.
"Oh! Roasted by the baby cousin!"
Blaine chuckled and spun Kurt to face his cousins. "Kurt this is Peter, Caleb, and Liam. They're my cousins."
Kurt extended his hand to the man only to be pulled into a bear hug from each.
"Welcome to the family Kurt!" Liam shouted in his ear.
"Yeah," Peter agreed. "I thought Blainers here would be a virgin forever."
"Ahh, hey Kurt let's leave! I'll introduce you to the rest of my family."
"Okay Blaine. Nice meeting you guys!" Kurt said throwing a wave behind him.
-Line Break Mother Truckers-
As the night went on, Kurt met so many members of Blaine's family. His aunt Lisa on his mom's side, his other aunt Christina and many others. The one's Kurt didn't get a chance to meet around the house, he met during dinner.
"Everyone," Blaine stood slowly. "This is my boyfriend Kurt."
Kurt smiled and waved shyly. "Hello everyone."
"Kurt, this is my grandmother Luciel, my uncle Robert, and my other uncle Issac." He said carefully introducing them.
"Hi, nice to meet you all." Kurt said smiling.
The room was soon filled with many different conversations. Talk about Blaine and Kurt's high school life, their future, their past, such as how they met and why they're still together. And of course the family ultimatums. But once it got less tense, the other family members began to talk about themselves.
"So uncle Issac, how has the sober life been treating you?" Blaine's dad asked.
"Really well actually Stephen." He answered. "It was hard at first, but now that the worst part is over, I feel like I can start enjoying life again." He said with a soft smile.
"I'm sure that after all you've been through, you want a break from the hard life." Blaine's mom said.
"Uhm," Kurt raised his hand slightly. "If you don't mind me asking, what happened to make you quit drinking?"
A sudden hush came over the Anderson dinner table of seventeen.
"I'm sorry, that was very rude of me. You don't have to-"
"It's okay Kurt, really. Uhm, I uh, I got in a car accident when I was drunk. A really bad one."
Blaine took Kurt's hand into his. "Were you okay?" Kurt aked.
"Yeah I was. That was the problem. I came out with only a broken arm. But I-uh, I killed someone. A woman named Elizabeth." He said sadly.
Kurt's throat got caught and his chest became tight.
"Elizabeth?" he asked.
"Yes. She was about thirty-five and she had an eight year old son." Issac stated.
Realization spread across Blaine's face. "Kurt..."
"What's wrong Blaine?" Aunt Lisa asked.
"Yeah Blainers what is it?" Liam asked now getting a little worried.
Everyone turned to look at Kurt who now had tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Kurt?" Stephen asked.
"Uhm Kurt?" Issac asked.
Kurt wiped his eyes roughly. "I was that woman's eight year old son. Elizabeth was my mother. You killed my mom."
I'm writing drama! Which is weird considering I am a queen of Klaine fluff. So yeah I'm really excited to write this! I'm really in love so far! I hope you guys enjoy it too!
May the force by with you –
StatusQuoRanger (Beth)
