A/N: Hey guys. Here's the second chapter. I know it's Christmas Day or whatever, but it's raining, and that means it's the perfect time for writing you guys something to read either today, or after christmas. I have this story mapped out in my head, so I hope you're liking it, and thank you to the reviewers and all those who added this story to their favourties/alert. WARNING: There is a little bit of smut in this chapter, but it's rather light, so don't panic. Enjoy, and have a great Holiday Season. JusticeIsn'tEasy0083. D. Reviews are welcome.


Chapter Two: The One with the Friday Night Dinner

It had been almost a week since sectionals, and a week since Finn had shown up to tell Kurt that his father was sick. It's not like Kurt didn't care what happened to the man, he did, he just didn't want to make a big deal out of something that wasn't that big of a deal. It's not like anything good would come from it anyway, Burt would still hate them, and he wouldn't look them in the eye, and he would talk around them, like they didn't exist. Kurt wanted to try and fix things with his father, honestly he did, but he doesn't know how. Dr. Paul thinks he should bring his father to one of his sessions, but they're so personal, and cut-throat, even Blaine has trouble sitting through them sometimes. It wasn't until Blaine pulled into the Hudmel driveway for their Friday night dinner that Kurt started to freak out a little. Rachel's car was parked out the front, meaning that he'd not only have to deal with his father, but his step-brother's nagging and bitchy girlfriend too. If Finn wants to "patch things up", he's going the wrong way about it. It's the split second that Kurt hesitates opening the door to get out, that Blaine notices his boyfriend's anxiety.

Blaine takes Kurt's hand, and tilts his chin up so he is looking him in the eyes.

'Kurt, we don't have to do this. Dr. Paul said that associating yourself with those who hurt you could push your recovery back. I don't want you to feel like this is something you have to do,' Blaine said, taking his hand and smiling softly

'No, I want to do it. I can do it, but if I get overwhelmed, I'll tell you and we can go back to Cora's and watch movies. I promise Blaine, I love you,' Kurt replied, kissing his boyfriend's cheek, before they both got out of the car, walking up the path to the front door, Blaine knocking hesitantly

'I love you Kurt, and we don't have to stay,' Blaine said, as the front door opened to reveal Carole, smiling

'Boys, welcome. Please, come in,' she said, standing to the side to allow them into the house

...

Rachel and Finn are curled up on the couch in the lounge when Kurt and Blaine enter, neither taking any notice of the couple, as they move to the loveseat by the window, but still facing the TV. Kurt realises that The Big Bang Theory is playing softly on the screen, small chuckles from Finn, Carole and Blaine as something funny happens. Kurt doesn't laugh; he's not even really paying attention to the TV, too busy trying to control his anxiety about being in the same room as Rachel. Finn is watching the two, almost like he's expecting Kurt to jump up any second, with a knife or something, and kill him and Rachel... Dramatic much Finn... You hang around with ND too much. You're starting to sound like Artie with all his conspiracies... Finn thought to himself, eyebrows furrowed together in contemplation and confusion. He'd never really paid attention to anything Artie said anymore. Mostly because it was always something about how he should have noticed what was going on with Kurt, and how it was their responsibility to look out for their friend, and they all failed epically. Finn didn't like the guilt trip. He has enough guilt; he doesn't need to hear about it in Glee every single day. He also hates the glares, but he can't do anything about those, everyone except Santana, Brittany, Puck and Sam get them, mostly because it's those four who give them the most.

The front door opening and closing alerts the room to Burt's arrival. Kurt doesn't bother to look up, but Finn sees Blaine shoot a glare at Burt, who doesn't bother to react, keeping his face neutral, as he kisses Carole and greets Finn and Rachel. There is a sudden tension in the room; Blaine can feel it, as Kurt curls closer to him, hiding his face in the crook of his neck, his warm breath sending shivers down Blaine's spine... Not the best time to be getting turned on by your hot boyfriend Blaine. You're in the worst place possible... think of the TV. Watch the TV and tune Kurt's sexiness out... the soft chuckle from Blaine, makes Kurt quirk and eyebrow at him, smirking when Blaine blushes and looks down at the floor quickly, before regaining composure and smiling at his, now grinning boyfriend. He's enjoying this... Well, I'll just have to punish him later... Blaine whispers in Kurt's ear, but the other boy just smirks, kisses Blaine once and turns back to the TV, knowing perfectly well what's going to be happening tonight.

Carole was watching the two boys' interactions with each other. She notices the hostility between them, and Rachel and Burt. It's not something she wants, but she's been unable to get Kurt to let her attend his sessions, and all she really wants is to understand. She knows something terrible happened, and she knows that Rachel and Kurt had a falling out, but the details evade her, and Finn, her own son, hasn't told her anything about it. Nor will he, by the way he looks at her every time she brings it up. She just wants her family back together again, and if that means getting closer to Kurt, then so be it, that's what she'll do.

'Kurt, I was thinking. I saw a sale on at the mall, and I was wondering if you would like to come shopping with me, I could use a shopping partner?' Carole asked, smiling

'I'd be happy to attend with you Mrs. Hudson-Hummel. I have impeccable taste in fashion,' Rachel said, glaring at Kurt when he scoffed, and at Blaine, who just rolled his eyes at the self-centred girl, curled into Finn's chest on the couch

'You can't even dress yourself let alone someone else. Why don't you stop lying and being the conniving little bitch that you are, and crawl back into your little world and die there. None of us want to see you, or talk to you, or have to deal with the atrocities to fashion that you commit every single day, with the garbage that you wear,' Kurt said, standing and leaving the room, heading up the stairs to the bathroom on the second landing

'Well, I'll take that as a no. Blaine, would you care to help me with dinner?' Carole asked, standing and walking into the kitchen.


Around the dining table, there was silence. Rachel hadn't said a word since Kurt had yelled at her, much to the surprise of Blaine and Finn, who were talking quietly about football, and glee club songs. Rachel didn't even scold Finn when he told Blaine about their set list, not that Blaine would believe it, but it's still useful information to take back to Wes and David. Carole and Burt were talking quietly, and Kurt was just pushing food around on his plate, not bothering to eat anything. He wasn't hungry anyway, but he knew Blaine would force him to eat something when they get back to Cora's, which was fine by him, because he didn't really feel like giving his father the satisfaction of actually being here. This was the clause in their argument. He'd told Kurt to "leave, get out, don't come back", to which Kurt had asked about Friday Night Dinner, and Burt had replied that he was still required to attend. Blaine was furious that Burt would force his son to attend a dinner where all he does is talk at Kurt, rather than to him. He always thought Burt was understanding, and accepting, and nothing like Blaine's own father, but he'd been wrong, they'd both been wrong and before anyone could turn around and fix it, it became too much to fix. Burt stopped talking, and Kurt stopped listening; only talking to Carole and Finn at the dinner table. Rachel was watching Kurt, pain and sadness in her eyes, as he pushed the food around on the plate. Blaine could practically feel his boyfriend's anxiety radiating off of him. As much as he loves Kurt, he really doesn't want a trip to the hospital tonight, he really doesn't want to be nursing Kurt to sleep, and trying to keep the bad memories out of his head, so he doesn't do anything stupid.

Burt and Finn began talking about school, and what was going on with Glee, and all that stuff. Kurt was never asked about any of that. Finn and the others always ask, but never his father, or Carole. He doesn't want to snap at them, and become a bitch like a did to Rachel, he hates that he has to become that in order to protect himself and the people he loves from the worlds prejudices. Kurt's phone buzzed through the silence, and he smiled, leaning close to Blaine to read the text from Wes...

To: Kurt Hummel

The twins are plotting to take down ND. Apparently, there is a Warbler meeting on Monday, to discuss the "finer details" of this attack. Better bring the bats boys, these Warblers are going baaaaaaaaaad!

From: Wes Montgomery

Kurt and Blaine chuckled at the text, whispering about how they were going to reply, because, knowing Wes, he'd been expecting it, and Elijah and Emmanuel would be reading over his shoulder, whilst David tried to contain the three of them from blowing up McKinley High, not that Kurt or Blaine would have minded...

To: Wes Montgomery

Ha. Blaine and I are cracking up with laughter. No seriously, that's fucking hilarious. We'll be at the meeting, will be fun to hear what Elijah and Emmanuel come up with... I'm all in if it includes explosives... Ha lol: p

From: Kurt Hummel

Kurt pocketed his phone and returned to pushing food around his plate, Blaine engaging Carole in a conversation about the latest sales at the mall, which made Rachel perk up instantly, and join in the conversation. Blaine wouldn't have minded, except he was now forced to chose between talking to Carole, and talking to Rachel, and he didn't want to talk to the latter. Finn was looking rather uncomfortable, taking all Burt's attention away from Kurt, who didn't seem to care, instead returning to his phone, where another message had just arrived...

To: Kurt Hummel

Ah, I'm guessing bad Friday night dinner? Ah well, tell Cora we all say hi when you and Blainey boy get back there, and punch Rachel in the face for me will you? : R lol

From: Wes Montgomery

...

Kurt chuckled and sent a message back to Wes, before standing and taking his and Blaine's plates into the kitchen, if not to get away from the fact that even though he's not speaking with his father, it still hurts that he's being ignored all the time. If they just sat down and talked about it like an actual family, then maybe none of this would have happened. Blaine was in the process of shutting Rachel up when Kurt returned to the dining room, apologising to Carole for the evening, and saying goodbye, before he practically yanked Blaine to the front door. They reached the car, before Kurt lost it, which was a lot longer than what Blaine thought it would be. They didn't have time to stand around yelling at each other, so Kurt slammed the front door of the Hudmel house to get his hit of anger management for the moment. Blaine stood by the car, watching as Kurt walked towards him, slowly, breathing in and out, and trying to calm himself so he didn't go off at Blaine. He hadn't done it in a few months, but neither of them liked it much when it happened.

Alot has changed about Kurt after the attack. He's not the same person he was last year, and it wears thin sometimes. The moment, he pinpointed it, would have been when he walked into Glee, and nobody said a word, they accused him of doing the wrong thing when he was the one who was attacked. How could his friends do that? Why were they suddenly against him? After the attack, and Kurt's transfer, he and Blaine talked about therapy, which would help with everything, including the anger and sadness he was feeling, which is why they got the punching bag, which Wes had, in a moment of sanity and gayness, named "Swingy". He doesn't like to dwell on the past, Dr. Paul says that could make things worse, but remembering the person he used to be, and the person he's become, Kurt's not sure which one he likes better. On one hand, the old Kurt Hummel, would dress the way he wanted, no matter what anyone said, and would hold his head up with pride. Now, he dressed typically boy like, but still fashionable, but he doesn't walk with pride, he walks with determination and spite. A few choice words, and his bitch-face glare could shut a person up, without second thought, and it was mostly used around New Directions, sometimes at Dalton, or when they were out in public.

Also, Kurt is more wary of shopping and being out for too long. He doesn't like to go out shopping as much anymore, unless he's with someone, or absolutely has to go out. Blaine doesn't mind, he never really liked shopping, but there is the small part of him that wants that part of Kurt back. The carefree part that was so brutally taken from him, that made him feel unsafe to be alone, to know that there are people out there, who would hurt his boyfriend, and not care about the consequences. Blaine reverses out of the Hudmel driveway, and headed off, back towards Westerville, and his Aunt Cora's house. Kurt was quiet on the way there, fists clenched, knuckles white, as he tries to stop himself from yelling at Blaine. Kurt knows his boyfriend wouldn't take it the wrong way, but he doesn't want to risk it. He's never been good with the violent outbursts he has, and it's one of the things about himself now, that he hates. He never used to be like this, angry, depressed... Guess that's what happens when you're attacked!


The drive seems to go forever. They pull up out the front of Cora's house, and park the car, Blaine taking Kurt's hand before the two boys share a chaste kiss over the console, and climb out to grab their bags. Wes had promised Kurt that next weekend they would have a Dalton night, where Kurt and Blaine would be the centre's of attention, and they could plot on how they're going to "psych-out" McKinley. The front door was open when Blaine got to the porch. He noticed his uncle standing in the foyer, pulling his boots on, shouting something about milk and bread. He smiles and greets the boys as they enter the house, a loud resonating "BLAINE" echoing off the walls as Chelsea appears in the lounge room door. Cora just chuckles, and pulls Kurt into a tight hug, before taking their bags to their shared bedroom, laughing at her daughter's excitement over seeing her cousin.

'Hi Kurtie, I drawed a picture of you and Blainey, because mommy brought me some new colours, and I wanted to make you smile,' Chelsea said, crawling up onto Kurt's lap and handing him the picture

'Wow sweetie, that's very colourful, and creative. We're going to pin it on our wall at Dalton, and then when you come visit, you can see it. You always know how to cheer me up Chels,' Kurt said, kissing her forehead and giggling when Chelsea blushed a little at the praise.

'Awesome. Mommy sayed that I can stay wif you and Blainey for a day maybe soon. I know, cause I is four and I 'member lots of stuff,' she said, snuggling up to Kurt

'It's up to your mother and Blaine, but I don't think that will be a problem. You can see Wes and David, I'm sure they'll keep you entertained,' Kurt said, as Blaine kissed his temple, tickling his cousin's sides and laughing as she squirmed.


After Chelsea, Cora and her husband Frank were in bed, Kurt and Blaine retired to their bedroom, and snuggled up together, watching movies. Songs, their songs, filled their minds, and let the last three hours wash away, filling their heads, with happiness and laughter, and love... Kurt, utterly distracted by his boyfriend's eyes once more, kissed a line from his cheek to the sensitive part of Blaine's neck, the shorter boy moaning in response as Kurt straddled him, kissing him on the lips, hands moving to the hem of his shirt, and tugging it over his head. They had done this plenty of times before, but they cherished each moment of it. Blaine flipped them so he was straddling Kurt, pulling his shirt off, so they were both bare chested, before pressing their bodies back together in a passionate kiss. Kurt moaned at the sensation of having Blaine's body pressed against his, just like always. At this point, both boys were hard, their erections brushing against each other as they ground their hips together, seeking friction. It was Blaine who was the first to act, moving down Kurt's body, pulling his pants off, along with his boxers, before sinking his mouth down Kurt's cock, taking him in, and sucking. Kurt's back arched into the touch, trying to get more, even though he knows Blaine is only teasing him. It's torturous, and mean, and Kurt can't help but buck his hips upwards... but Blaine doesn't move, instead he hums around Kurt's cock, making his boyfriend practically scream out with pleasure.

Somewhere along the way, Blaine had removed his own pants and boxers, and moved so he could kiss Kurt again, only to be flipped over, and taken by his boyfriend, who just smirks as he takes Blaine into his mouth. The shorter boy runs a hand through his boyfriend's hair, the other gripping the sheet tightly, knuckles white as he tries to control himself. He knows it's no use; he's weak when it comes to Kurt and blow-jobs. One of his many weaknesses during sex, and Kurt knows it all too well. Kurt hums around Blaine, and smirks again when he arches his back and thrusts his hips up into Kurt's mouth, only making Kurt moan loudly around Blaine's cock. They're trying to be quiet, so they don't wake the other occupants of the house but as Blaine comes in Kurt's mouth he lets out a rather loud moan, before Kurt is coming as well, falling back onto the bed beside Blaine. They change the sheets, neither talking, knowing that they're practically too tired to function and make normal sentences, so instead, the curl up to each other, mumbling quiet 'I love you' to each other, before falling asleep, wrapped in each other's loving embrace... the events of Friday night dinner falling away before them...


They are woken on Saturday morning by the sound of Chelsea singing loudly in her bedroom, a song which Blaine recognises as Teenage Dream... Typical, the only song she listens to when Kurt's in the house... Little sneak. From the moment Kurt moved in, Chelsea has had a little crush on him. Blaine knows this, because, just like he does, she blushes when Kurt grabs his hand, or kisses him in front of someone, or does something so nice, it makes Blaine want to cry tears of joy and happiness. Blaine sat up, rubbing his eyes, and looking around to see... the other side of the bed empty. The sound of the shower turning on in the ensuite bathroom alerts Blaine to his boyfriend's awakening, and, deciding that he's going to surprise Kurt, Blaine slips into the bathroom, and into the shower, where he wraps his arms around Kurt's waist, and kisses his neck. Kurt just smiles, and sighs with content, letting Blaine take care of him. There is a scar, which runs from Kurt's left side to the middle of his toned chest from the attack and surgery, and alot of little small scars from bullying wounds and other various reasons. It took Kurt a long time to let Blaine see him half-naked, let alone fully, and even longer for him to allow Blaine to touch him like this, in such an intimate way, which is why Blaine cherishes every moment he has with his boyfriend, like it's their last... the bathroom door opens, and Kurt and Blaine let out a yelp when Cora walks into the room, hands crossed in front of her, a smirk on her face.

...

Blaine wipes down the glass so they can see each other, and grins innocently, whilst Kurt practically hides himself behind Blaine, hoping that Cora doesn't see the scars. He's not ready for anyone else to see them yet, Blaine was hard enough. His therapist hasn't even seen them, and even though Kurt knows its part of his recovery, another part of him wants to lock away the hurt and pain, and just have the good things, with Blaine and his family.

'Breakfast is ready when you two are done. Blaine, your mother called, she's coming over to visit today... Little slut, I can't believe her honestly. Says she wants to talk to you, so you best hang around, and then after that, you and Kurt can go do... each other,' Cora said, smiling again

'Thanks Cora, we'll be out in a moment, I just have to... I mean Blaine has too... oh fuck it. We're going to fuck each other in the shower, and then we're going to get out, dry off, dress and come out for breakfast. So, we'll see you shortly,' Kurt said, smirking at Blaine's sudden red cheeks

'Thanks for the honesty Kurtie. See Blaine, it's not that hard, besides, I know you guys are sexually active, I found these in your jeans pockets... best be careful next time,' Cora said, placing the condoms on the vanity before leaving the bathroom

'Are you alright Kurt? That's the first time in two months you've been brutally honest like that. Not that I mind, cause it's hot when you swear, but... babe, I'm worried about you,' Blaine said, nuzzling Kurt's neck

'I'm not okay, but after we talk and go to see Dr. Paul, I'll be alright. I promise I'll tell you if that changes,' Kurt said, turning around to kiss Blaine, who pushed him back against the wall of the shower, smirking


They met Cora in the kitchen, her husband Frank greeted them cheerfully, winking at Kurt who jut winked back, before walking into the kitchen to pour cereal for himself and Blaine. Chelsea was in the middle of a monologue about what she was doing at Pre-school when Kurt sat down, Blaine opposite him. The two exchanged an eye roll at Chelsea, then resumed eating their breakfast, whilst the four year old just chattered on and on about what she was working on, and how much she loves her mom and dad. Kurt's mind was going a mile a minute, thinking about the future with Blaine, and how much easier their lives will be once they're in New York, and away from people who have taken so much from them. Kurt was so deep in thought; he didn't hear Blaine slam his fist down on the table. He knew what was going on though; he could hear the news broadcast... Offenders released on parole...The whole table, was silent, staring at the TV screen, listening to the news broadcast. They had just gotten their lives back and now this? Really?

Kurt closed his eyes, and took deep breaths, something his therapist told him to do if he felt stressed out or overwhelmed. Blaine had reached over to take one of his hands, rubbing circles with his thumb, silently telling his boyfriend that he's still there, and that they can get through this together. It's not like Kurt doesn't know that, he does, but when you are attacked, and then get told, that the people who did it have been released on parole? Well, of course you're going to fear for your life... simultaneously, three cell phones start ringing, and immediately, Blaine knew that the media was going to be all over this. The last thing they need, is to be swarmed at school or at home. That just makes it less safe for Kurt, and things are already bad enough with ND, this will just makes it worse...


A/N: Kurt's attackers revealed soon, as well as what actually happened to him. Thanks. :)