A/N: Well here it is. I have this outlined right now up to 17 chapters and still working on the rest of the outline. I felt bad leaving you hanging at the end of the mini fiction "The Moon To My Sun". I hope you like this.. It's just the beginning. Their marriage won't be perfect, but it will teach them something. They will learn so much about each other and themselves in this story. I can't wait to get it all written, but sadly, I never have a lot of time.

I'll to my best to post every week on Saturday Night. That always seems the best time to post for me.

Disclaimer: Glee belongs to Fox, Ryan Murphy et. al.

Trust In Our Love

Chapter 1

Ohio

"Son, I'm totally fine." Blaine put his dad's arm over his shoulder to help him to the car.

"You're not fine dad. You had a blocked artery that caused you to collapse. You had to have a little balloon put into your artery so that they could break up the stuff in there." Blaine was frustrated with his dad acting like it wasn't a big deal.

"The doctor said that I need to exercise more and decrease my stress levels." JR was frustrated right back at Blaine. "I'm not a baby. I don't need my son mothering me."

"Forget it dad. Kurt will have my balls if I don't help you in the house."

"I knew it!. Kurt's in charge." JR said as if it was a prize realization. He was also attempting to lighten the situation with some humor, but Blaine was having none of it.

"No… He's not."

"Whatever you say Blaine. Kurt says jump, you jump. Kurt says sing, you sing. Trust me. I get it. I would do anything your mom said if she was happy." They stopped walking for just a second.

Blaine smiled at his dad, situation lightening in that instant, knowing he was right. He always felt like they were meant to be together. "Good thing, because your wife, my mother, and my husband are in your kitchen right now making healthy food for us to eat right now."

JR frowned. "Healthy?" He whined at the end.

"Yep. Kurt is teaching her all the meals he makes for Burt so that his heart stays healthy. Look at Burt now. He's in good shape." Blaine laughed because he could see the disappointment in his father's face. "Kurt's a great cook. Don't worry."

"Will there be bacon?" JR looked hopeful.

Blaine laughed out loud. "Not likely, but you'll like it." Kurt was fantastic with making things he knew his dad would still like, but in a healthy form. Burgers were mostly veggie, but he would let Burt have a real one every forth one. Bacon was turkey. Lasagna had cheese but it also had spinach and other vegetables. Blaine learned long ago to just taste it and not even ask. "Vegetables have never tasted so good before Kurt made them."

"Son, that's the love speaking." JR made a face at the prospect of all the vegetables he was going to be eating soon. He never liked them as a kid.

"Maybe, but Kurt knows how to make good food." Blaine was adamant. "That is one thing I know.

They got inside and Catherine was moving things out of the way. "Okay honey, this way. Let me move the table so you can sit."

"Catherine, I'm not an invalid. I just had a small surgery." JR was starting to think that he'd have to go through this nonstop.

"And you need to sit down and rest. You heard the doctor." She scolded him and put his feet up on the table. "Dinner will be ready in about forty-five minutes. You relax until then." JR went to get up. Catherine turned back to him. "Where do you think you're going?"

"I was going to get a magazine from the office."

"You will not. Blaine will get it."

"I'm not dying!" JR hated this. He groaned in frustration.

Kurt sauntered into the room with his perfect hair and outfit. He smiled at JR. "But if you don't listen, you will do your body more harm than good." JR felt like he met his match. This Kurt took charge and told him how it was. "I know that you need your rest so that you can fully recover. I promise that if you do the right things, you can live a full life like my dad. Now, Blaine, go get the magazine for dad." Kurt turned back to the kitchen before he realized that he had called JR, dad.

"Well said baby!" Blaine called after him noticing but not mentioning that he called his dad, dad. "And so now you know not to mess with Kurt Hummel-Anderson." He sassed at his dad. Catherine laughed and patted her husband on his shoulder as he returned to his chair.

"Kurt, this is really good." JR was eating up the meal that Kurt prepared. It was chicken breast with a vegetable stuffing and baked potato. "What is this vegetable stuff."

"Oh, there's spinach and chickpeas, some nuts and a few other things. I experimented a lot when my dad had his heart attack. He was a meat and potatoes kind of guy so I knew whatever I made had to taste and look good to him. I was determined." Kurt took another bite. "Catherine has my cookbook of experiments. I think you'll like them JR. Just trust me, okay?"

"I trust you Kurt. Especially after this." He dug in for more. "Honey, this is better than anything you've ever cooked for me."

Kurt looked at Blaine giggling a little, while Catherine just glared at him. "Dad, mom was always working with you. She didn't have time to really learn how to cook gourmet meals."

"Blaine Hummel-Anderson, are you implying that I sat around watching cooking channels every night. You need to remember that I was in school and trying to take care of my dad. It was just us. Remember?" He held his fork up scolding with the fork in the air. "The heart attack was before Carole became a permanent fixture. I mean, she was there and everything, but they were just dating at the time. I had to take the time to learn."

"Okay. Okay. Okay. I'm sorry I insulted you baby. Really, it was supposed to make my mom feel better about her cooking." Blaine winked at his mom. "Are Granddad and Grandmother coming back this weekend? We really have to leave soon. We need to move in and I start school a little early because I have that seminar thing that I'm part of."

Catherine faked offense. "Well I'll be sure they return soon since I'm totally incapable of taking care of my own husband."

"I didn't mean that." Blaine tried to fix it.

Kurt laughed. "You are digging yourself a pretty big hole Blaine. I suggest you keep that cute mouth of yours shut before you offend everyone at this table."

Blaine forked at his food like a little kid. "I think I already did.. well, except for dad."

"Son, it's okay. We're used to you sticking your foot in your mouth a lot. It's part of your charm."

"I completely agree JR." Kurt winked at Blaine. Blaine smiled though the compliment was kind of negative. He figured he would just accept it at this point.

Jack and Ellen arrived at the house that weekend as planned so that the boys could head to New York to start their move. "Boxes are in the apartment Kurt. I had them move everything to the rooms that they belonged in. You just need to unpack."

"Thanks Jack. I was hoping that I wouldn't have to do all of the moving."

"Ellen insisted. I personally thought both of you could use the hard labor. Make you a little humble." Jack responded very seriously.

Kurt knew they worked hard to get where they were, but it wasn't like Kurt wasn't appreciative of the new found wealth. "I'll get Blaine so we can get the suitcases out of the car."

Ellen stopped Kurt on his way toward the family room. "Kurt, I want to talk to you."

"Sure Ellen. I want to get your things first." He pointed to the door.

"It can wait."

Kurt didn't know if he was in trouble or if she was mad about something, but he stopped to give her the attention she deserved. "Okay." He responded reasonably.

"I just wanted to tell you that I called the cleaning company and the building management to make sure that things were handled with our condo there. I know you left very abruptly with the scare and all. I was informed that you took care of all of it."

"Well, I hope I didn't miss something. I tried to remember everything. Blaine wasn't in any condition to do it, so I did my best to not forget anything." Kurt was still worried that he didn't do something. "Did I forget something?"

"No. That's why I wanted to talk to you." Ellen smiled and took his hands. "You, Kurt, are a wonderful mate. It's no wonder Blaine loves you. I'm sorry if I scared you or made you feel like you couldn't handle it, because it's clear that you are up to the challenge."

"I just did what Blaine would have done for me if something happened to my dad. I just wanted to take away all the pain. In some ways, I thought doing this for him would allow him to focus on the things he needed to." Kurt smiled looking down at his feet. Ellen had really paid him a compliment.

She took Kurt by the chin and tipped his head back up. "You hold your head up high, sweetheart. You took control and took care of my Blaine. He's really fragile. He just doesn't let people know that."

"He's not really, Ellen. He the strongest person I know." Kurt knew that he gained strength from Blaine.

She smiled at Kurt knowingly. "Oh he is, but only those really close to him know this little secret. What's in here is fragile." She pointed to his chest and Kurt understood. Blaine was fragile in that sense. He was a strong person with strong conviction, but really fed off of people believing him and trusting him. He succeeded as long as people showed faith in him. That's what Kurt did for him. Kurt loved him.

"I did what I needed to do. I did what I knew Blaine just couldn't do in that moment."

"..And that's what makes you a great couple."

"Thank you Ellen." He reached out to hug her. She pulled him in to a firm embrace.

"No, thank you. I know that Blaine will always be in good hands with you. You're everything we could have asked for in a grandson-in-law. You're more than ready for this life." Ellen continued cautiously. "I wasn't wrong about you Kurt. I worried that you might be scared off all of this. People will try to treat you differently when all they really want is to be part of it. I knew you would care for us and our family. I knew it in my bones and now you've shown me how much you were ready for all of it. You, Kurt, are a person of good character and heart and I'm so proud of you sweetheart."

Kurt beamed as he reached out for her and hugged her tight again. "I love you." He whispered to Ellen. He loved her like she was his own grandmother.

New York

"I think I'm dying." Kurt was sprawled on the bed in the master bedroom.

"You're not dying." Blaine laughed at him. "Just think, we're going to have to move again in a month or two. I just checked out our place and the drywall is up. They've painted two rooms already."

"I thought we were going to move right in to our place." Kurt frowned.

"We were, but I didn't want to move in unless it was done. You would hate having all the dust around your stuff. It should be ready in a few more weeks. I promise."

Kurt curled up on the bed and sighed. "Fine. I'll be right here when it's time to move in. I'll be right here dead, okay?"

Blaine pounced on the bed next to him, kissing his cheek gently. "You can't die, baby. Cuz then I would die and everyone would be sad."

Kurt ran his fingers into Blaine's curls. He loved to do it. "Okay fine." He rolled on his back and tucked his hands under his head while he looked up at the ceiling. "I guess I'll just have to live then." He turned his head to find the beautiful hazel eyes sparkling at him. "God, I love you so much." His mouth was covered with Blaine's lips in the next second and then Blaine was on top of him straddling him.

"You're so perfect for me Kurt. How'd I get so lucky?" Blaine said lovingly as he pulled at Kurt's shirt, unbuttoning each button slowly, leaning down to kiss every piece of exposed skin. Kurt was suddenly on fire and hard. He moaned as Blaine's dragged his fingers down his chest. Kurt tried to reach up to Blaine. "No. Let me. You're supposed to be dead, remember?" He joked.

"I can't die without you. I need you like I need air." Kurt said like it was the most simple thing.

"You really don't. I need you." Blaine moved to Kurt's side so that he could unbuckle Kurt's belt and get his pants off.

Kurt tugged at Blaine's polo, pulling it completely off and running his hands down Blaine's sides. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Forever." Blaine pulled Kurt's pants off of him. He left Kurt's boxers on as he rubbed his hand over Kurt's hard cock hidden just beneath the light layer of cotton. "It's been almost two weeks." Blaine scooted down and carefully kissed along the waistband of Kurt's boxers, He turned down the boxer briefs and kissed the newly exposed flesh. He finally stripped his boxers off and got to Kurt's cock where it pressed up toward his belly. Blaine mouth the full length of his cock knowing that Kurt would go crazy with want. The fabric was just getting in the way. Blaine knew it.

Blaine finally relented pulling Kurt's briefs off and tossing them to the floor. He pumped Kurt's cock while he watched Kurt arch his back off the bed. "Oh fuck, Blaine. It's been too long."

Blaine stopped, recognizing that Kurt was close. He needed a breather if they were going to do anything more. "Let me get my clothes off." He stood and removed his jeans and hopped back into the bed cock hard and ready.

"Lube baby. I don't want to come until you're inside me." Kurt begged.

Blaine didn't say anything. He retrieved the lube from the nightstand and quickly coated his fingers. He stroked Kurt as he started stretching him inserting one finger gently pumping it in and out of his hole. Kurt closed his eyes just feeling the tight fit. It had been awhile. Kurt's eyes squinted a little. "You okay sweetie?" Blaine worried as he continued to stretch him. "Do you want me to stop?"

" .no. I'm okay. It's just been a while baby." Kurt opened his eyes begging Blaine to continue. Blaine could feel Kurt relax in the next few minutes as he inserted two fingers and then three trying hard to stimulate Kurt's prostate. He wanted to take any pain away and that was the way to do it. A few more minutes and Kurt was moaning and trying to fuck himself on his hand. Blaine smirked feeling triumph of turning him on and arousal mixing together in the pit of his stomach. "Just fuck me already Blaine."

Blaine pulled his fingers out and wiped them on the sheet, grabbed the lube and covered his cock. He pressed in slowly. "Fuck, you're so tight. Am I hurting you?"

"No. Feels good." Kurt moaned as Blaine filled him completely. "Oh.. God." Kurt started to laugh a little.

"What?" Blaine was confused.

"You feel like you must be nine inches, but I know it's just because we haven't made love in a while." Kurt giggled.

Blaine frowned. "You're not making me feel better about myself."

"Baby." Kurt gasped because Blaine pulled out and pushed back in quickly jolting Kurt's body up the bed a little. "Baby. You're plenty big enough and you sure know how to … OH!" Blaine repeated the motion. "Oh God… I was saying.. " He moaned. "You know how to use that beautiful cock of yours."

Blaine leaned down covering Kurt's mouth as he pumped in, hard and deep. He swallowed Kurt's moans as they both moved together. "I love you so much baby." He grunted when he pushed in hard and fast angling himself so that he could hit Kurt's prostate with every thrust. Kurt dragged his nails down Blaine's back leaving red welts in their wake. Blaine moaned at the feel. It hurt, but hurt in a good way. "Come on baby." He sped up keeping his strokes deep while he wrapped his hand around Kurt's cock to stroke him. It wasn't until he felt the clench of Kurt around him that he started to come deep inside Kurt. Blaine's hips stuttered as he moaned Kurt's name loudly and came hard, inside of Kurt.

They were both so tired after coming hard. Blaine was drifting close to sleep. Kurt felt like dozing right there with him. He whispered before they fell asleep, "One room down." Blaine giggled and hugged Kurt closer as they both fell asleep.

So it begins.. I hope you like the start of this story. I couldn't kill of Blaine's dad. They are just now starting a relationship. I would have been an awful person if I made him die.