Well, after overwhelming positive response – baw, I love you guys! – I decided to give everyone a little view into the aftermath of Burt and Carole's somewhat traumatising discovery (well, for them, at least. For us, it's kinda just hysterical!)

So, here we have chapter 2 of Friday Night Dinner!

Enjoy!

Burt watched as his son's boyfriend, Blaine, shifted nervously on the living room couch, and tried to hide the grin which was desperately trying to form on his face.

When he had walked in on the two teenagers earlier that afternoon, his first reaction had been horror. Complete, unbridled horror. Not in any homophobic sense, but purely because he was feeling what any father would feel to walk in on their child during an… ahem… intimate moment. Gay or not.

After his initial thoughts of GET THE FUCK OUT. WARNING. WARNING. GET THE FUCK OUT, followed closely by KILL THE CURLY HAIRED ASS HOLE WHO DARES TO TOUCH MY BEAUTIFUL, PURE, INNOCENT SON, Burt had calmed down considerably, and decided to have a little fun with this. Now was as good a time as any to figure out what kind of guy Blaine was, and make sure his baby was in good hands.

'Good hands' brought back images of Blaine's hands in places on his son Burt liked to pretend didn't exist, so he decided to stay off that train of thought.

Blaine had already unknowingly won back some points before the conversation had even started, by maintaining eye contact with Burt despite his obvious fear.

Despite what had happened, Burt admired Blaine's courage.

And he didn't even know what that truly meant to Blaine and Kurt.

"So…" Burt began, enjoying the startled look on Blaine's face as the teenager rushed to prepare himself for Burt's death sentence. "You're dating my son."

The dapper boy before him shrunk at the looming figure, but his gaze did not waver. More points.

"Yes, sir," Blaine confirmed, pride obvious in his voice. More points. "Since the week before regionals, sir."

Burt nodded as if this information meant something. Of course, he knew regionals had something to do with Glee Club, but it was all a blur to him.

"And you're already sexually active?" he asked bluntly.

This question, Blaine had prepared himself for, but it still took a while for him to reply. "I… Sort of, sir. What you saw today was the furthest we've gone. " More points for you, short kid. "And, sir, I'd like to make it clear that I have no intention of letting either myself or Kurt lose our virginities to each other until our relationship has developed and we've become much more committed to each other."

Burt blinked, not expecting such an honest answer, and chuckled as he heard a loud thunk from outside the door, followed by a, "Noooo! Mum, I want to listen! It was just getting interesting!" and a "Carole, make them stop talking about this! Nooooo! I want to liiissstteeeeeen!"

The voices trailed off as his wife dragged away his two sons. He turned back to Blaine to see him watching the door with a fond smile that was clearly reserved for Kurt. More points.

"Well, that's reassuring, Blaine. I'm not going to say you two should keep your hands off each other completely. That's unrealistic, especially for two teenaged boys. And I'm not going to lecture you about safety – I know you're aware, thanks to the little conversation we had at the shop," simultaneous winces at the memory, "and I trust Kurt to do the right thing."

Blaine nodded in agreement. "As you should, Mr. Hummel. Kurt's a very smart boy."

"Call me Burt," Burt asked absentmindedly, missing the shocked look and wide smile that Blaine gave him at his request.

"Do you love him?" Burt questioned, his voice quiet.

Blaine sucked in a breath, knowing his whole relationship with Kurt hung in the hands of his answer. "Yes, sir. But I am not in love with him. Not just yet. The romance in our relationship has only just begun to develop, at least on my part. However, I do love your son, more than anything on this earth. He's my best friend, my confidant, my duet partner. He makes me laugh, and when he sings… The world just stops, sir. It stops, because nothing else in this world matters as long as he's smiling and singing at me. I love him in so many different ways I can't even begin to describe what I would do to keep him in my life, so that I have chance to fall in love with him properly. The way he deserves to be loved."

Burt's eyes were wide with shock, and Blaine's face had gone bright red, but still, the teenager maintained eye contact, his eyes passionate.

He truly would do anything for my son, Burt realized, suddenly feeling lighter now that he knew there was someone else in the world that cared for his son like he did.

"Would you die for him?" Burt asked, more curious about the answer than anything.

"I would die for him, kill for him, and sing for him. Most importantly… I'd live for him. As long as he wanted me to."

Burt was surprised to notice that Blaine's eyes were actually glazed over, apparently fighting back tears.

He'd long lost track of how many points the boy had earned, so he decided it was time to end the conversation and head off to dinner. If nothing else, it was probably best to reassure Kurt that his boyfriend had survived. No need to tell his son that Blaine had actually passed the test with flying colours.

"Let's go grab something to eat. It smells like Kurt has gotten his hands on Carole's cooking. I love that woman like nothing else, but her cooking… well…"

Blaine laughed, following behind the older man.

"Oh, and Blaine…" Burt began, turning to face Blaine. "If I ever catch you in a position like that with my son again, I will end your life. I'm willing to accept you, but there are limits."

"Of course, Burt. We'll make sure we're never caught." This, of course, was said with a completely straight face, Blaine unapologetically admitting he couldn't keep his hands of Kurt.

Burt chuckled and held his hand out.

"Welcome to the family, and good luck."

BAW WASN'T THAT SPEECH JUST BAW.

That is all.

I absolutely adore the character of Burt. He's everything I wish my father was and more. I REALLY hope I've done him justice, and if I haven't… could you please tell me?

I apologize for any mistakes, I have no beta reader currently.

I hope you enjoyed this!

Now, everybody aboard the Klainetrain to land of reviews ;D