This should be fun, no? :D

Burt

"I feel just like a child," Blaine laughed, running his fingers through Kurt's ungelled hair. They were watching every Disney cartoon under the sun, singing along if they were musicals and "calling" which characters they were. Kurt was Pinnochio and Bambi. Blaine was almost always the prince. Occasionally a random woodland creature.

"Honey, that's because you are a child," Kurt pointed out, looking up at Blaine. They were lying on Kurt's couch, staring at the TV screen, Blaine's arms wrapped around Kurt's waist, Kurt's head cuddled up next to Blaine's shoulder. Burt wasn't home yet - out with Carol - and Kurt was hoping he could just sneak Blaine out the back door before he got home. It wasn't that he was ashamed. The absolute opposite was true. He wished with all his heart when Blaine walked down the hall he could shout, "That's my boyfriend! So ha!" But, of course, that would result in both of them collecting more bruises for their collections.

He hadn't exactly told Burt yet, mostly because he didn't want him talking to Blaine. At all. He already felt like he was dreaming. He didn't need another nightmare. Not when his life was just starting to show some promise!

He also feared he would give Kurt "The Talk" again, except now use Blaine's name.

"You love it," Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear, sending a shiver down his spine. Kurt only made a strange purring noise in return that Blaine found incredibly hot and cuddled closer to him, his eyes beginning to shut. He knew he shouldn't fall asleep, especially not when this beautiful boy was with him and loved him that he could easily be participating in other activities with. Like possibly making out. Yes. That sounded quite nice just about now.

Kurt looked back up at Blaine, still a bit drowsy, but shook it off when he saw him. His hair, too, was ungelled, and his hazel eyes were filled with love. Love for him. This beyond perfect boy was in love with him. That was an idea he may never get used to.

"I love you," Blaine whispered, as if he'd read Kurt's mind, and leaned in to press their lips together. Kurt responded immediately, tangling his fingers in those irresistable curls. He moved his lips against Blaine's, his mouth so satisfyingly familiar. Blaine's arms wrapped tighter around Kurt's waist. They were half sitting up, half lying down with Kurt on top. The nuclear explosions went off in Blaine's head and stomach again and he smiled against his perfect boyfriend's lips.

"What the hell is going on here?" Kurt practically flew to the other side of the couch, both of the boys blushing bright red and looking embarassingly flushed.

"Wh-what do you mean?" Kurt asked innocently, cursing himself silently. He tried to sound casual but he was out of breath and his lips were pink and his hair was sticking up in six different directions. Not to mention the panting and bright red cheeks.

"I'll s-see you later, Kurt," Blaine muttered, making a bee-line for the door, his condition possibly even worse than Kurt's.

Carol mumbled something about going upstairs to change and disappeared up the stairs, leaving Kurt and Burt alone.

"Kurt. Was that Blaine?" Kurt nodded awkwardly, flashing him an innocent spare-me smile. "You two...y'know...dating now?" Again, he nodded.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I was going to tell you, I just-"

"Kurt. It's fine. I mean, I'd appreciate it if you at least warned me before he comes over so I don't accidentally I walk in on you two or whatever, but, I'm happy for you Kurt. You deserve someone." He paused. "He's treating you right, isn't he?"

"Oh my god," Kurt whispered. "Yes, Dad, he's perfect."

"Alright, well, I think it's time we had another talk, so, take a seat."

Spare me, good lord.

I've been listening to "Jealousy" on a loop, so the first line Blaine says, "I feel just like a child," just picture him saying it the way he does in "Jealousy."

Teehee, yay for awkward sweetie-pie Burt! And who doesn't love some Klaine make-out action? lol. :D

Until next time!