So this is just some headcannon I've been kicking around for a while. I really feel like Kurt and Blaine would have spent a lot of time talking about their relationship (i.e. whenever they decided to not grant their hands "visas south of the border") so I thought I'd try to fill in some of those gaps. Hope you like it!

Rated M for potential future chapters.

Glee belongs to some incredibly fabulous people, but sadly, I am not one of them!

Kurt and Blaine were sitting in Blaine's dorm room at all Dalton, just a few days after that momentous first kiss. They were both separately working on their homework, when Kurt suddenly sat up.

"Do you want to come over for dinner on Friday?" he asked.

Blaine looked at him for a few seconds, and then panic took over his features.

"Umm… Kurt…" he started, his eyes wide with concern.

"Umm… Yeah?" Kurt replied, trying to sound sassy instead of worried.

"Have you… have you told your dad about us yet?" Blaine said, with anxiety visible on his face.

"Not yet… Why?" Kurt said, a bit defensively.

Blaine cringed, and his cheeks turned a bit pink.

"I.. um… don't be mad. Please! I just, well, remember that whole fiasco last week with trying to be sexy?"

Kurt scrunched up his eyebrows in confusion.

"Sure, why?"

"Well," Blaine began, "Remember how you and I had that moment where we were talking about sex?"

Kurt nodded, a blush appearing on his cheeks as well.

"I… I was just really worried about you after that. The only thing I could think about was that someday there would be this guy and you'd really like him and suddenly you'd understand the whole appeal of sex but you wouldn't actually be ready or know about protection or anything and you wouldn't be emotionally ready but you'd think you were because, you know, we're guys and everything and then you'd get into problems and I was just so worried that I asked your dad to have the talk with you."

These last few words were said all in one breath, as if saying them faster could prevent Kurt from being upset with him. He then hanged his head, unable even to look at Kurt he was so afraid of his reaction.

Kurt sighed.

"I figured." He said.

Blaine looked up, surprised.

"I mean, I tell you that I'm uncomfortable about sex and then Dad shows up with his pamphlets and talking about how much I matter? I knew you must have been involved in some way."

Blaine looked more surprised.

"Pamphlets?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"He sat me down with a stack of pamphlets with ridiculous names like "Boy on Boy" and told me a lot about self-respect and stuff. But that's not important. Why are you bringing this up now?"

"No, wait, you're not mad?" Blaine asked.

"No…" Kurt replied. "Do you want me to be?"

Blaine laughed.

"No! I just, I thought you'd be annoyed or embarrassed or something." Blaine said shyly, as if concerned that suggesting these emotions would cause Kurt to realize them.

Kurt sighed.

"Okay, there's a bit of that. But that conversation with my dad was really important and it was somewhat inevitable, I guess." Kurt smiled. "And I don't think I could ever actually be mad at you."

Blaine laughed.

"I guess I'll just have to work harder, then!"

The two boys smiled at each other, lost in the moment, as if realizing for the first time that they were allowed to stare at each other.

Blaine shook his head slightly, and went back to the conversation they'd been having.

"Umm, " he said, "I was just asking because I'm really not sure how pleased your dad will be to hear that we're together now."

Kurt looked at Blaine for a moment, confusion all over his face. After a few seconds, that was replaced with fear.

"Oh God!" he said, "You are totally right! First he finds you in my bed after you've been drinking. Then you ask him to convince me that sex is actually fun, and then you show up as my boyfriend?"

Blaine cringed, realizing again how terrible it sounds.

"Kurt," he said, rubbing his forehead, his expression a mix of pain and embarrassment "That makes me sound like the worst person ever. I just – "

"Blaine." Kurt interrupted. "It's okay. I know all that sounds bad, but I don't hold any of it against you. I don't feel like you're just trying to get in my pants."

This, however, didn't seem to comfort Blaine at all. If anything, he just looked more upset.

"Hey!" Kurt said, moving a hand to cup Blaine's chin to make eye contact. "We'll figure it out. We can, like, wait to tell my dad. That's fine. I don't mind. It's nothing to worry about, Blaine."

Blaine just sighed.

"Look, Kurt, it's not just that." Blaine began. "It's just the thought of me pushing you into anything. It makes me feel absolutely awful."

"But you haven't!" Kurt said, confused, "You haven't done anything wrong. You didn't ask to kiss me, but you know that I wanted that every bit as much as you did. And, even if you want to get into proper handholding etiquette or something else like that, you still did it all perfectly."

"Kurt." Blaine said, leaning forwards and taking Kurt's hands in his own. "I have to tell you something. I - I told you that I'd never had a boyfriend, right?"

Kurt nodded.

"Well, that is true. I've never had a boyfriend, but I did go on this one date in my first year at Dalton. The guy was a senior, and, well," Blaine paused, as if trying to gather the courage to say the next few words, "he pushed me into some things that I wasn't ready to do. And just the thought of anyone – especially me – doing that to you just hurts me so much." Blaine hung his head.

Kurt reached to Blaine and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy.

"Blaine, look at me." He said. Blaine raised his head, fear in his eyes. Kurt quickly kissed him on the tip of his nose.

"You mean so much to me. You have never done anything that has made me uncomfortable. I really don't think you ever could. I am so sorry about whatever happened to you. It's okay if you don't want to tell me yet what happened, but if you ever do, I'll be ready to listen."

One tear leaked out of Blaine's eye, and Kurt reached over to tenderly wipe it away. They stayed that way, frozen for a few moments, caught up in the physical connection and the trust that they were sharing.

Eventually, Blaine sighed.

"We should tell your dad. You two have a good relationship, and I have the feeling that he'd be more annoyed at you keeping something from him than he'll be at me."

Kurt nodded.

"I think you're right." He said. "So do you want to come over for dinner on Friday?"

"I'd love to." Blaine smiled, and pulled Kurt in for a kiss.

So: thoughts? Please leave reviews! I'll probably post a second chapter pretty soon if people seem to be enjoying this! 3