"Honey, im home!" Kurt calls out. Kurt walks into the kitchen and sees Blaine cooking dinner. He sneaks up behind and slips his arms around his husbands waist. "Hey, sexy." Blaine says. Kurt nuzzles into Blaine's neck. "You smell good". Kurt flicks his tongue to Blaine's neck just a little. "You taste good to." "Really, tell me more." Blaine says while he spins around so he come face to face with Kurt, only inches apart from each other. "Well, my husband is very delicious. You know whenever i give him a kiss he always tastes like coffee. Like really good coffee. And then i can also taste some other things too, if you know what i mean." Kurt says wiggling his eyebrows. Blaine just giggles and gives Kurt a quick peck on the lips. Kurt slips out of his arms and turns back to sit on the bar stool that surrounds there little table island. Blaine watches him sway his hips from side to side. "Kuurrrtttt, come back here now im cold. Please" Blaine gives Kurt the poppy dog face. Kurt cant help but giggle a little because Blaine knows he cant resist the face. "Nope. Im not going to fall for it this time. Nope not going to give in." Kurt says while shaking his head and then looks back at Blaine. As Blaine know, Kurt couldn't resist the face so Kurt ended up get off the stool and making his way over to Blaine and puts his arms around his waist. "Blaine Warbler Hummel-Anderson, Flattery will get you everywh-" Kurt is cut off when the doorbell goes off. Kurt whines. "I'll tell you later, even though you probably know what im going to say But i'll keep saying it until you get tired of hearing it." "Oh -Anderson, i will never get tired of anything you say or even your voice for that matter!" Blaine yells. Kurt just laughs and looks at the alarm system to see who at the door. Kurt opens the door with a smirk on his face. "Yes, can i help you?" There a boy or teenager standing in front of Kurt now. "Yes, im looking for Kurt Hummel?" " Im Kurt. How do you know, well i mean everyone knows me since im plastered all over New York. Most importantly how'd you get my address?" Kurt is now confused. The boy begins to open his mouth, " Well umm, my name is Carson Phillips Hummel. And Your my brother."
Kurt stared at the boy in shock "Are..are you sure? I mean i don't have any siblings. Listen kid your like 15 stop playing games with me." Kurt says while giving his BITCH-glare. "Well, your my brother. My mom is Elisabeth Hummel and my Dad is Burt Hummel. And im guessing im your lost long brother." Kurt is standing there in shock still "Kid what your name.." "Carson" "Well Carson i don't know how You know that considering my mom died when i was 8 and i hardly talk about her and my Dad is congressman of Ohio So he well known now who are you?" 'Im telling you that im your brother Carson Phillips Hummel. I was born in Limo, Ohio on July 4th, 1991. Im 15 years old and i came to find you. Dad or Burt doesn't know where im at." Kurt was about to open his mouth when Blaine comes in the room " Um hey, who this Kurt? Friend? If he's a friend, he kinda looks like a 15 year old kid, No Offense" " None taken because i am 15" Carson pull his hand out in front of him for Blaine to shake. Blaine looks at it for a moment then shakes it. "So Babe, who is this." Kurt was snapped out his thoughts. "Umm…. Ummm this is my brother Carson Phillips Hummel." Blaine looks at Kurt and Is about the Give Kurt a whole freaking lecture about lying and crying wolf when The house alarm goes off.