I don't even know where this idea came from...
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee :( I do own George though.
There are several things one doesn't expect to see on the way home on a Friday. A rainbow made of gummy bears, for example.
On this particular Friday night, a man just wanted to get home, have dinner and try to ignore the hurt he felt whenever his son disappeared up to his room for the weekend because he knew it was his fault.
He was passing a dimly lit park when he saw a huddle of boys standing in the shadows of a tree. It looked a bit off but he shrugged it off, focusing back on the road. As he was about to turn the corner away from the park something caught his eyes, a flash of hair in the middle of the group.
His stomach clenched and he quickly turned his car back around, parking outside the park. He tried to jump out of his car but was pulled back by his seat belt which he'd forgotten to take it off but he soon popped the catch and started running over to the group of boys.
"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?" The man shouted. The huddle turned, revealing a smaller boy in the middle being held up off the ground.
"Don't worry, sir, it's just a fairy." The biggest guy said. Now that he was closer, the man could see the group were jocks.
"Oh, you caught a magical creature?" He asked, crossing his arms and glaring at them. They seemed shocked but not enough to let go of the kid who was struggling against their hold.
"No, sir. He- he's a fag." The lead guy said, regaining his confidence.
"He's a cigarette?"
"No! He's a queer, a queen, gay." The boys were getting angry.
"So, you're beating him up because he likes boys? How is that any of your concern?" The man asked.
"It's sick!" One of the other boys finally spoke up, spitting out the word. The man sent him an angry look.
"He's a human just like you, he has two legs, two arms, a face, a family. The only difference seems to be that he is a decent human being. That makes him more manly than all of you put together." It was too familiar, the man felt himself getting angrier and he knew he had to get the boys away before he did something he would regret. "Now get out of here before I call the cops." He growled.
The jocks scattered, dropping the kid with a thud.
"Are you hurt? Do I need to call an ambulance?" He asked, rushing forward to help the boy. He looked about the same age as his son.
"Just bruises, I've had worse." The boy said, wincing as he moved gingerly. "Thank you, sir. Not many people would stop to do that." He looked up at the man with big blue eyes.
"If someone had stopped for my son he wouldn't have had to spend three weeks in hospital." He said, offering his hand to help him up.
"I-I'm sorry to hear that, sir." The boy smiled weakly. He seemed to be looking through the man completely. "I know that whenever my dad tells me he loves me it makes me feel better, no matter what has happened that day, sir."
The man paused. "It's George." He said.
"I'm Kurt." His handshake was firm. "I should be getting home, but thank you so much." Kurt started to walk away.
"Kurt! Let me give you a ride home, we don't want you to get any more trouble." George said trying to sound like he was joking.
"Oh, you don-"
"Please, Kurt. Just let me do this." He pleaded. Kurt nodded and followed him to his car.
It wasn't far to the boy's house and he was soon saying goodbye.
"Just have courage, Kurt. You'll get out of here soon enough." George said with a smile. Kurt smiled back and walked inside.
George started the short drive home. He noticed his son's car in the driveway when he got there, causing him to smile a little nervously.
He headed inside and heard his wife talking to their son in the kitchen. As soon as he entered, George could see the change in how his son held himself. He tensed his body and his smile dropped.
"Good evening, sir." His son said formally. George rushed forward and pulled the boy into a tight hug. He felt him tense but after a moment he started to relax.
"I love you so much... Blaine. I am so proud of you and I should have told you that sooner." George said, he pulled back so he could see his face. "I just want you to be happy, son, and if you are happy with boys instead of girls then that is absolutely fine."
Blaine was blinking back tears. He pulled his father back into a tight hug.
"Thank you, Dad. I love you, too."
A/N: So originally I added a bit where he met Kurt etc. Do you want that?