We Are Butterflies.

Chapter 2 – Somewhere Only We Know.


Kurt closed the door behind him quietly, not sure if anyone was asleep yet. He sneaked upstairs and got prepared for bed. He sat himself down in front of his mirror; really he wasn't in the mood at all to spend the next 30 minutes covering his face with products. Never the less he did. He sighed, thinking about Blaine and then his father. What is he going to say? Kurt loves Blaine too much to worry about his father really. And just as he was finishing off his regime he heard a subtle knock at the door.


They didn't notice, but Carole's tear filled eyes weren't the only ones watching them on the doorstep. Just a glance up to the window on the top floor and sure enough you would have seen Burt's eyes glaring down at them. It was so quiet that he could hear every word they were saying – that and the window was ajar so he could hear them. His eyes began to well up. Damn it! I'm a man! I don't cry! Ugh! I shouldn't have acted the way I did. When he 'came out' to me I knew this day would come and just a few weeks ago I gave him 'The Talk.' It seems too soon for me but Kurt has been waiting forever. I knew since then, this would get some getting used to. I need to talk to him.


"Err.. Kurt… Can I come in?" His father said shakily, he seemed calmer.

Kurt started to panic. Oh god please don't shout at me.. "Err.. yeah sure.."

Kurt was just twisting all of the lids onto the pots and placing them back into the organised position he is used to.

Burt had never really been in Kurt's bedroom. He only really stood in the doorway. And since the whole Hung-over Blaine in Kurt's bed incident, quite frankly, he was a little scared to now. So Burt hesitantly sat down on Kurt's bed. I hope nothing has gone down in here. He thought settling down. Kurt turned on his stool.

"Come over here." Burt beckoned. And with that Kurt slid across his bed and fell straight into his father's arms. He started to cry. Didn't know why but he was crying. It reminded him much of their embrace when Kurt came out. They pulled out of their tight embrace and Kurt placed his head on his father's shoulder.

"Kurt, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted the way I did it's.. just…"

"No I'm sorry. It wasn't the fact that I was never going to tell you, I was just waiting to make sure we were secure in the relationship and waiting for the right moment."

"It's OK. I understand. It was just hard, seeing my little boy eating his supper on my doorstep." They laughed at Burt for a quick moment. Burt began stroking Kurt's hair. "I remember when all you want for your birthday was a pair of decent heels. That's when I knew. I didn't want to stereotype but, I knew. I loved you, just the way you are. But at the same time I was dreading this moment. I hoped it was just a phase but as you grew older it was so clear to me it wasn't. I just didn't want to come home to find you making-out on the couch with another guy. I knew for sure it would get some getting used to…" There was a pause, "I don't love you any less Kurt. And sure enough I dreamed of talking to you about girls, but you're my son and I love you just the same." Kurt was sobbing a little bit more now.

"I just didn't imagine seeing you grow up so quick." Burt added. A slight silence.

"Are you angry, with me and/or with Blaine?"

"Kurt, why would you ask such a thing?"

"It's just your face. When I told you, when you saw us. It broke my heart to think you could end everything."

"I was shocked. I was mainly worried that Blaine was taking advantage of you. He's slightly older and knowing now that you are educated in specific topics, which only really happened 'cause of him. I thought he could be using you. I was worried he was lying. But then I heard him say those three magic words, he meant it, it was obvious." Yet another pause, "I just want to make sure, Kurt that you are in this relationship because you truly love each other. Not because he is the first gay guy you know. So no, I'm not really all that angry, I mean I might be at Blaine, I still think he has alternative motives but…" And with that Kurt sat up now facing Burt.

"At first, I thought it was, I mean just another crush on a guy I hardly knew. I started to learn it would never happen and that he was just going to be that friend that was going to give me advice for the rest of my life." He chuckled a little, "It all happened so quick for me as well Dad. I understand the power of music and song can be moving, but I didn't realise it could make someone fall in love with you. I mean if I had, I would have tried it much earlier." They both laughed now with smiles on their faces. "So.. Dad… Will you accept us now?"

"I always have done. I just could never say it earlier. Sure this will get some time to you know…get used to.. and some rules will have to be laid down. But you're my son. And I trust you. I trust you to not fall into any traps. I trust you to do the right thing, and to not get yourself into something you will regret. And if I trust you, I trust Blaine." He smiled sweetly at Kurt and they held one more embrace.

"I might not be able to talk to you about girls doesn't mean I don't want to hear all of your tales. So tell me Kurt, what was it like when you kissed for the first time?"

"Oh it was magical… indescribable."

"Fireworks..?" Finn appeared at the door, clearly wanting in on this conversation.

He came and sat on a stool near the bed.

"No." Kurt replied.

"Oh…"

Kurt laughed "more like a complete warfare explosion, likely to kill over 1000 people. But yes Fireworks could be seen. I had these butterflies in my stomach – I wasn't nervous. They were more happy, shocked and ecstatic butterflies doing loop-d'-loops." He grinned at the thought of it. "Now every time I see him I feel like a butterfly. It sounds stupid but I feel like it's just us two, floating around in the air without a care in the world. And we are only just starting to fly."

Burt and Finn just stared at Kurt in awe. He was just looking into nothingness; clearly he was in another place, somewhere only he knew. There was silence.

"What were you thinking, when you kissed?"

Silence.

"Kurt?" Burt nudged him

"Huh.. what?" Kurt came back to life.

"Somewhere special?" Burt teased.

"what?.."

"Where your mind just went..?"

"Just.. never mi—"

"Somewhere only you know?" Finn added quickly.

"Yeah. Yeah it was." Kurt was thinking of the moments he spent in the coffee shop with Blaine and how they would often sneak off to sit in front of the tree just looking at Pavarotti's grave. They would hold hands and snuggle up against each other leaning against the tree. He remembered the room they were in when they first kissed and how it was always just them, together.

"Been there, dude." Finn smiled kindly back at Kurt. Kurt looked panicked at what Finn said "No I don't mean where you are thinking of right now, I mean think of my place only I knew"

"So what were you thinking, when you kissed?" Burt urged again.

"It was unexpected. I was just starting to learn that he and I would probably never happen. At the same time I was confused. Confused as to how he managed to think all this through and realise his feelings. But then I was just.. oh.. happy is a complete understatement…. I was on cloud 9 about the fact that the guy I have been in love with for 5 months, the guy I have been dreaming of kissing, I now kissing me. It was all him. I was stunned and soon I started to kiss him back, just to let him know where my feelings lied. To let him know I wanted this as well." Some more thoughtful silence. "He seemed to be pleased with that and we both had the biggest Cheshire cat grins."

"I'm happy for you Kurt, I actually am."

"Thank you Dad!" Kurt and his father hugged one last time.

"Come on Finn! It's extremely late and we should get some sleep."

"Yeah, night Kurt." Finn did some weird hand salute thing.

"Night guys." And with that Kurt laid back on his bed. The door clicked and a massive grin painted on Kurt's face. He felt like dancing and singing. He was so happy that he was laughing to himself. Life couldn't be any more perfect. Don't jinx it now Kurt.


The car drive back to Westerville was quiet. Well by that I mean there was no talking. Blaine's gentle snores were the only noise. Clearly all the drama had worn him out.

"Blaine," Carole nudged him, "Blaine dear?"

"..Huh.. wha-?" Blaine awoke.

"We are here. Where do you want me to drop you?"

"Keep going and turn right. I'm in the little house on the end" Blaine bluffed.

"Okay." Carole pulled up outside the small house. And Blaine jumped out of the car.

"Thank you Mrs H."

"No problem, stay safe. See you later. Bye!"

"Bye!" Blaine waved her off until the car was gone. He pretended to walk towards the house then quickly turned walking in the opposite direction.

It was about a 10 minute walk till Blaine got to his estate. He reached the gate and put in the code to open the pedestrian gate. As quiet as possible he snuck past the dogs and the cars. He made his way to the front door and pulled out his keys. Finding the correct one for that door, he unlocked it as quietly as possible and slid into the house. He turned slowly closing the door behind him. When it was tight shut he pressed his forehead to the glass and signed. Then he began to chuckle and smile to himself.

*click*

And with that Blaine's head shot up as he saw the room light up. He turned.

"BLAINE ANDERSON. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!"

Uh oh.


Carole made her way back home and dialled Burt's number on the in-car-phone.

Hello?

Hey dear its Carole, I'm just on my way home.

Did you drop Blaine off ok?

Yeah. He lives in a very run-down house to be able to pay for going to Dalton.. I would have thought he was loaded.

Same. Maybe the only reason they can pay is because they had to sell everything. I don't know it's not our business.

Yeah.

Are the roads ok. You seemed to be quick?

Yeah. Very quick

I was 11:45. It took her an hour which was surprisingly quick for a drive to Westerville. She did speed down the empty roads.

Have you spoken to Kurt at all?

Yeah I just did. The air is all clear now. I've stopped being an idiot. I'm happy for him and Blaine. And I trust him.

That's great. I just hope he doesn't do anything stupid. I hope he doesn't fall too far too soon. Guys can be misleading.

I said the same thing to him. But he seems to be pretty certain it's genuine. Well I better get going, don't want you to get distracted.

Oh don't worry dear I'm using the in-car phone. Much easier. HANDS FREE. But yeah I hope I didn't wake you.

Oh you didn't. Goodbye my love.

Bye see you in a bit. Love you.

And with that the phone call ended.


"BLAINE ANDERSON. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!"

Blaine was starting to panic. FUCK. I am dead. A million thoughts and excuses were running through his head.

"WELL!" The burly looking man glared down at him.

"I..I…" Blaine stammered.

"Honey, what is all the shouting for?" an elegant woman appeared at the top of the grand staircase, slowly making her way down.

"Maybe you would like to ask our son as to why his is sneaking in at QUATRE TO MIDNIGHT!"

"Blaine dear, is that you?" She sad rubbing her eyes, clearly having been awoke.

"Erm.. yeah.." Blaine hesitantly replied.

"I didn't realise you weren't home."

"See here's the problem dear. You were catching up on your sleep all day today after returning from your business weekend across the world. When Blaine said he was popping out for a bit at lunch time." Mr Anderson looked VERY pissed off. "Didn't say where he was going or when he would be back, he just left!"

"Can we discuss this later? Like in the morning?" The tired woman yawned.

"NO! I WANT TO KNOW NOW." They both looked towards Blaine.

There was an awkward silence.

"So… where were you?" Mr A was trying to act calm but he was very stressed.

Oh god. I can't say I was just spending the day with my boyfriend and just an hour or so ago we were sucking face. SHIT. Ideas, ideas!... Wes and David.. safe option..

"I…I.." Blaine started

"and DON'T even think about saying you were with any of you friends, especially Wes and David cause I rang them all. And most of them rang home asking why you weren't answering your cell. I'd quite like to know as well."

OH FUCK. Well I guess there is no way out of this. After all Kurt's parents know. Why can't mine? OH YEAH cause my Dad will fucking kill me!

"It's a guy isn't it?" Mr A noticed Blaine's hair was still messed from Kurt's hands. And Blaine's lips looked very, kissed. "When you came in you did that I'm in love smile and laugh! I know I've been there.!"

Ideas, Blaine ideas! Why can't I say anything. I'm just gunna have to be honest and take the consequences.

"Blaine is it that new guy I saw you singing with at that competition?" Mrs A said quite sternly but calmer than Mr A was. Blaine's dad looked at her realising her words.

"WHAT? You were there. And you said nothing to me!" Blaine's Dad now very confused.

"I was there as a reporter, that's all." Something about the way they were speaking was as if they, well at least Mr A, didn't approve of Blaine's hobbies.

Blaine was shell-shocked. His parent's glances returned to him. "It was just the duet was very flirty and I couldn't tell if it was genuine or not but it looked like it. You're almost never at home, always 'practicing' and going for coffee. What is going on?"

This is it! If I die, can someone tell Kurt I love him. "Err… to answer your first question. I went to the movies…"

"WITH?" The parents said in unison.

"With.. With Kurt." Both parents shared a glance. "The guy I've talked about a few times. I've been round his house a couple of times and yes, the guy I sang with at Regionals."

"THERES MORE! You have been gone since lunch time. ITS NEARLY 12am!" Mr A getting very suspicious now. "EXPLAIN!"

"The movie was awful, so we left half way and got a McDonalds." Blaine gulped and he was getting very hot under the collar, starting to panic. "We sat on the park bench eating it and talking and then we walked. We walked until our feet ached. Then we shopped," Blaine said this realising he left his bags on Kurt's couch, "And we got a little carried away." Before we knew it, it was dinner time and we went to a restaurant and enjoyed a meal there."

Every word that was coming out of Blaine's mouth was making his father feel sick.

"I surprised Kurt with 2 tickets to go see a local production of The Sound of Music. It ended quite late and we walked back to his house 'cause he didn't live to far away from the city centre." Blaine was shaking with nerves and stuttering every now and then. "So there. That's where I have been."

"So is he just a good friend? Or is he more? CAUSE HE SOUND LIKE MORE TO ME!"

Blaine backed a little trying not to get a spit shower from his father's shouting. "He… He um.. well he.."

"SPIT IT OUT BOY!"

"Darling calm down!" His wife said stroking his arm and pulling him back.

"GET OFF!" he brushed her off.

"So this Kurt guy.. who is he.. your boyfriend!" His father said the last word in a 5 year olds voice. It hurt Blaine. Knowing that his father wasn't approving of who he was and clearly it was aimed at Kurt, which hurt Blaine the most.

Blaine stood silent, crying just a little. He said nothing but his dad knew by the look Blaine was giving him. It was true.

"I KNEW IT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW YOU LITTLE FAG!"

"EXCUSE ME? YOU DO NOT TALK TO YOUR SON LIKE THAT. IF YOU AREN'T GOING TO BE NICE THEN YOU CAN LEAVE MY HOUSE IMMEDIATELY. IN CASE YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN WHO PAYS FOR EVERYTHING AROUND HERE"

Blaine was shattered to pieces. He knew that what his father said was aimed not only at him, but at Kurt. That hurt him the most. His defence had completely shattered and Niagara Falls was on his face.

"FINE. You can stay living with this piece of … of SHIT. I'll go find somewhere else which isn't infected with FAGS!" The last word echoed through the house making Blaine quiver in fear. His father pushed passed him knocking him to the wall. He left and slammed the door behind him making Blaine jump as he slid down to the floor crying.

Mrs A was shocked and quickly ran to Blaine's side. "Come here dear!" He fell into here arms and they sat there for a good 5 minutes. She shushed him until he has calm.

"Hot chocolate?"

"I'd love one."

And with that they went onto the kitchen and sat at the kitchen top, face to face, enjoying a warm mug of Hot Cho.

"So tell me all about him. And just for the record. I'm okay with you. You know… being gay. It's just been than I've had to copy your father just to make him happy. I didn't want to.."

"It's okay," Blaine squeaked out, "Kurt… He's the most moral, compassionate person I have ever met. He moves me with everything he says and does and he used to be a big headed freak who only cared about getting heard, now… now I see the real him.. The Kurt that is shy and extremely loving and protective. Not to mention he is very talented. Every part of his personality is just adorable and I love him. I love the way his eyes glisten every time he sees me and his face lights up. I love the way his smile says one thousand things to me. I love how he loves me and how he's loved me all along and I've been blind and stupid not to notice the most amazing person I have ever met, the love of my life was just in front of me…. A million words couldn't say, just how I feel." Blaine said staring into the desk just thinking about the moments he's had with Kurt. Oh how he wished just to be there right now.

"Wow. You really love him don't you?" is mum smiled sweetly, nearly in tears.

Silence.

"Blaine, Dear?"

"Huh .. what.. sorry?"

"Somewhere special were we?"

"Sorry?"

"Your mind. Where was it?"

"Just.. Just somewhere only I'd know." Blaine grinned still staring at nothing and then to his mother who gave a knowing smile back.

They finished their drinks and Blaine slid into his pyjamas and then his bed. He wanted to text Kurt so badly but he stupidly placed his phone into his shopping bag which contained his new Marc Jacob clothing, which was currently situated in his boyfriend's living room. He had a reality check and realised he needed to be honest with Kurt about who he truly was. This would now be easier seeing and his father wouldn't be breathing down their necks if Kurt came round.

Both Kurt and Blaine drifted off to sleep, dream and thinking of a place, somewhere only they'd know.


A/N: Again thank you for reading and thank you for all your kind words.

Sorry these chapters have been a bit.. angsty but it will lighten up soon. And..

OMFGmgferiognioer WHO HEARD SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW. xD

Yeah it kinda inspired this chapter ;)

I was going to make this story as realistic as I possibly could but so many ideas spring to mind, I'm taking my own route now.

I may you SOWK later on in the story but I already had plans for songs to use. British artists mainly so get your YouTube ready to search songs you will probably not know of yet. But I already knew SOWK was going to be in Glee, I just never thought of using it, but we will see.

Again review to keep me happy and motivated. I want to know how I'm doing for a losing my fanfic writing virginity: P

Next Chapter: this may take a while to arrive, I'm stumped on ideas. But I'm sure it will contain a lot of Klaine fluff, but with Kurt leaving to McKinley there is bound to be some more angst.

Love Zoe

xoxo