How Burt Knew Chapter 2
~Kurt tells his dad a secret after watching the Little Mermaid for the millionth time, about a certain Prince Eric.
Burt smiled at the sound of his son's sweet voice ringing through the house at the end of the 'Part of your World' Reprise, Kurt swayed softly to the music, closing his eyes and singing along. Burt leaned back into the couch, watching his own son more then the Disney Cassette Kurt had insisted on watching.
"Daddy?" Kurt's sweet voice rang out, breaking Burt out of his daydream; he looked back to his son, who was watching the black and white credits race across the screen, rubbing his eyes softly, his eyelids attempting to close while Kurt fought to keep them open.
"Yeah Scout?" He asked, already knowing what his son would ask of him, it was still sweet to hear his voice though.
"Can you carry me to bed?" He asked, stifling a yawn and failing, looking like a small, tired kitten. Burt smiled warmly at his son's angel-like looks before wrapping his arms under his sons' small body and lifting him up, cradling him to his chest.
He walked through the tastefully decorated house (All done by his wife of course) slowly, careful not to rattle the tired angel in his arms. Kurt leaned his head on Burt's chest and fought to keep his eyes open, it was actually quite funny to watch, how as soon as they would drop they would snap right open…
They soon arrived at Kurt's bedroom, decorated with several colors of blue, all done by his son which he was so very careful to brag about. He opened the door by balancing his son of his chest and quickly turning the small knob and stepping inside, the dark carpet brushing at Burt's bare feet.
Burt laid Kurt in his bed, tucking him in carefully and placing a delicate kiss on his forehead before turning away and starting to walk out before a small "Daddy…" stopped him.
"Yeah Scout?" He said, turning back around to see his son sitting up in his bed, rubbing his eyes.
"I had fun today…" He said weakly, leaning back into the pillows that surrounded him.
"I did too Bud, I hope we'll do again next weekend"
"Mama can join us!" He said with tired enthusiasm
"She sure can" Burt said, sitting next to his son on the bed.
"Daddy?"
"Yes Sir?"
"Do you like watching the Little Mermaid with me?"
Burt smiled warmly "No, I love it"
Kurt gave a small, tired giggle "I love watching Disney movies, Little Mermaid's my favorite" He said, snuggling into the blue comforter, closing his eyes "I like Prince Eric…He's cute" Kurt said, innocently, light snores soon coming from the boy. Burt froze and stared down at his son, everything fitting into place at that moment…His son was gay.
He thought about more as he left his son's room, closing the door behind him gently. His son was gay. He mentally winced at the horrible things they would always say about gays in High school. Maybe he was wrong, maybe this was just a phrase all boys went through…although he certainly didn't remember daydreaming about Prince Eric and wearing those types of clothes that looked entirely too painful that Kurt insisted on wearing, now that he thought about, he didn't really care what he was wearing throughout his most of his childhood. But he wasn't Kurt, Kurt was well…Amazing. Kurt was brave, kind, gentle, and polite, he was….his son. Burt shook his head, why was thinking about this so much? So what if his son was gay? That just means when Kurt's older he could break out the old shotgun and threaten boyfriends with a hardcore Boyfriend Talk (Even though that rusty old thing has been broken for years now)
Burt smiled at a particular picture of Kurt resting on the counter, of Kurt's first dance recital.
Maybe his son was gay, but that didn't make him any less perfect.
I love Burt…Sorry no Mollie this chapter
I don't own
~~~DontForget2RememberMe