Chapter Two: For a Reason

Kurt always studied in the Warblers' choir room – it looked more like a library, though. It provided him with the perfect environment to retain information in a way that kept him interested. But today he wasn't feeling particularly focused on his studies; Kurt couldn't stop thinking about what Blaine had told him at the coffee shop only a few days prior. How was he supposed to be someone other than exactly who he was? Kurt just wanted nothing more than a distraction, which is why he released a huge sigh of relief when he heard a voice coming from the doorway.

"How's it going, Kurt?"

His heart fluttered a bit, but he couldn't forget their talk. "It's fine; I'm glad you came in, though. I can't study anymore." He wanted to say that it was impossible to study with so much on his mind, but he decided to leave that bit out.

"Good – you haven't taken your nose out of those books in a couple of days! I feel like we haven't talked at all!"

He knew they hadn't but Kurt didn't want to say they hadn't. "Me too! What have you been up to these past few days, Blaine?"

"Nothing too crazy," he exhaled in a tone of melancholy and let his eyes fall to his feet. "Everyone's got plans for Christmas, so no one wants to do anything."

Kurt didn't want to look too taken aback, but part of him couldn't help it. "You don't have Christmas plans? I'm shocked."

Blaine let out a short chuckle before saying, "Yeah, my parents have to go out of town; I was just going to sit at home by myself this weekend."

"You're not staying at home by yourself during Christmas!" Kurt gasped. "You can stay with my family this weekend. I'm sure they won't mind."

"Are you sure?" Kurt thought Blaine had a look of pure excitement when he responded, but he didn't want to get his hopes up.

He smiled at Blaine and opened his arms. "Of course!"

Blaine took a few quick strides towards Kurt and took him up in his arms. "Thank you so much!" Even after expressing his gratitude, the tight, warm hug lingered before Blaine backed off of Kurt and gave him a shy smirk.

Since Burt and Carole had gotten married, they had got a new house with three bedrooms – one for the couple, and then one for Kurt and another for Finn. Though after the wedding, Kurt was sure Finn wouldn't mind sharing a room as much with his step-brother as he had before. There had been a mutual understanding between them that he'd called "Furt"; they truly were like brothers now, and every problem that had arisen around them previously didn't seem to matter at all.

"Are you sure it'll be okay?" Blaine asked as the pair of them stood on the Hummels' doorstep.

Kurt rang the doorbell, then cocked his head to the side and fixed Blaine's jacket collar. "It'll be fine."

"Thanks again, Kurt."

There was a moment of silence as both boys exchanged a genuine smile, but it was shortly interrupted by someone opening the door. "Hey there! Wh-"

"Dad!" Kurt didn't care who was there; he wasn't about to hold a greeting back from his family. He gave him a tight hug and then stepped back. "Dad, this is my friend, Blaine."

Burt's stern look faded as soon as Blaine flashed one of his charming smiles. He clasped one of Blaine's hands between both of his own and shook it up and down quite violently. "Nice to meet you, Blaine! Any friend of Kurt's is a friend of ours. Why don't you come on in?" Burt motioned down the corridor with an outstretched arm.

"Thank you, sir," Blaine nodded at him and entered the house.

When it was only father and son left on the threshold, Kurt spoke up. "Dad, Blaine didn't have anywhere to go for Christmas; do you mind if he stays here with us? Just for the weekend."

Burt shook his head, "Kurt, you don't need an explanation. He's your friend; it's fine."

Kurt was about to follow Blaine into the house when Burt put an arm out, blocking the door. "I just have one question for you, son."

"Alright – what is it?"

"Is Blaine...? Does he...?" There was an awkward moment as both men knew what Burt was trying to say, but Kurt wasn't about to let him off the hook – he had to say it himself. "Does he like guys, too?"

Normally, Kurt would have been heated after his father's comment, but he smiled and found himself laughing a little. "Yes, Blaine is gay, dad. We're just friends right now."

Burt's strict face found its way back, but he couldn't hold back a smile from his son. "He can stay in your room." Kurt grinned and ran into the house after his friend.

"This all looks really beautiful, Mrs. Hummel."

Carole blushed a bit and looked across the long table at her husband. "Thank you, Blaine, but please call me Carole."

"So Blaine," Finn said, staring at him and Kurt across from his spot at the table. "How did you and Kurt meet?"

"Well, we're both in the Glee club, and we have a couple classes together. It was only a matter of time, yeah?"

Kurt beamed at Finn and turned to face Blaine next to him. "I don't know what I'd do without him; he really helped me adjust to Dalton."

"Well I couldn't leave you like a fish out of water, could I?"

"A fish out of water – that's Kurt out of Glee Club!" Burt smiled. His comment made Blaine and Kurt give each other a sideways glance; they shared a subtle smirk before blushing and looking down at their laps. When Kurt looked up again, he noticed Finn smirking back – but he was raising an eyebrow in a questionable manner as if to ask, You like him, don't you? Kurt grinned back giving Finn the answer he assumed was true in the first place. The response made Finn swell with pride, a look which indicated he hoped things went well for his step-brother, especially with this particular crush: Kurt was given the family seal of approval, and that's all he needed from them.