Three: Home

This one is a lot longer than the other chapters, I couldn't seem to stop writing this one, it was fun! I just love Puck, I really do, so I blame him :) It jumps forward a lot because I'm too lazy to write the whole Kurt settling in to Dalton scenario so I'm jumping around a bit, sorry if it's annoying ^.^

Thanks to my reviews that I got, so happy! Yay! And thanks to everyone who has favourited and alerted this story. I write this while watching the "Sexy" episode of Glee and laughing during the Animal number, hehe, love Blaine's face when he looks at Kurt :) Okay, enjoy! ^.^

One month into the year Kurt felt he was settling in really well to Dalton. He spent every day with Blaine and the other Warblers and for the first time in his life he felt one hundred percent accepted. He loved all of them, their quirks, their flaws- the lot. He loved the dynamics of the group and the way they were together. They worked as a real team while still allowing everyone to be themselves. It was so different to the New Directions. The way they used their individuality to become a team unit rather than outshine each other.

There were beat boxers. Break dancers. Every kind of male voice imaginable (Kurt was pleased to find that they all treated his countertenor voice as some kind of blessing). And they brought them all together as one perfect sound.

Blaine got most of the solos, Kurt noticed, but he wasn't jumping up demanding them or anything like Rachel, it just seemed like the group seemed most comfortable featuring Blaine's gorgeous vocals. Blaine was very modest about it and always turned to compliment everyone once they finished singing a number.

Kurt found Blaine very interesting. He was often very reserved at time but when he was performing or hanging out with the Warblers he became cheeky, funny and boisterous. He often got flirty when he was singing and Kurt blushed every time he started singing to him during love songs.

It wasn't just Blaine who interest Kurt. He liked watching Wes and David's interactions. They were both straight and had girlfriends but they acted almost like a couple. Blaine told him it was a bromance when Kurt pointed this out. Blaine told him he should pay more attention to Nick and Jeff so Kurt did that.

Jeff was gay, he knew that and Kurt noticed the way he started at Nick who was his best friend. Jeff was clearly smitten with the boy and Nick didn't even notice. Nick was straight but something about the way he acted around Jeff confused Kurt so he decided to watch them very closely over the next few weeks and try to figure out what was going on. Blaine had confided he was worried about Nick and now that Kurt had gotten to know the loud, mischievous boy he was worried too.

Most of the Warblers were crazy and loud and they made Kurt's days fun. He also noticed that they were very caring to each other. Trent came to rehearsal one day visibly upset and confided that his mum called and told him his dog had died and they spent half of the meeting comforting him and finding a song for him to sing to help. Kurt was amazed that it was Wes who decided it because he sometimes wondered if the guy was crazy with his gavel and determination to treat the Warblers like the House of Representatives.

Kurt felt a little guilty. He hadn't gone home yet but he wanted to stick around Dalton to hang out with the Warblers and get used to being there. Also, he wasn't looking forward to seeing Finn or any of the other former New Directions. They hadn't known he was transferring until Finn found out towards the end of the summer over Friday Night Dinner and went ballistic about it. It had been a huge fight and he'd told the others and they were angry. He shouted that they had no right to be since none of them acted like his friends at the end of the year anyway.

He really didn't want to run the risk of seeing any of them.

"Dad is begging me to come home this weekend," Kurt sighed, tossing his phone down. It was Saturday morning and he and Blaine had slept in for a while. Blaine was sitting on his bed stretching.

"You should go visit," he suggested, running a hand through his wild curls. Kurt blushed and tried not to look at Blaine. His first night had been a nightmare…

"I'm going to shower," Blaine announced, shutting his notebook. Kurt made a noncommittal noise and changed the song that was playing from his boom box. Blaine had told him they would take it in turns at night to play music and offered Kurt the first night. Their tastes were similar in some respects so it wasn't like it would cause either of them pain to listen to each other's music.

Kurt went to his wardrobe to find pyjamas so he could shower when Blaine was done. He felt weird about sharing a bathroom with Blaine. Gorgeous, hot Blaine. How was he supposed to not think about the fact that Blaine was not wearing any clothes on the other side of that door?

Kurt shook his head.

"Stop it," he scolded. "Don't make it weird."

He gathered everything for his night time skin-care regime as the water turned off. He was trying to find his shampoo in his toiletries bag when the door opened. He looked up and let out a squeak of surprise before blushing and turning around.

"What?" Blaine questioned.

"Nothing, stubbed my toe," Kurt replied, his voice higher than normal. He cursed himself.

"Okay…"

Blaine didn't sound convinced and Kurt glanced around at him again, trying not to stare at Blaine's bare torso. He was wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else as he dried his hair with a towel. Kurt had guessed right – Blaine had some seriously wild curls and with them dripping water onto his tanned, muscled torso Kurt felt very hot all over so he tried to casually walk past Blaine into the bathroom and locked the door, leaning against it to steady himself.

Blaine slept topless… and he was very, very hot. Damn it. Kurt shook away the thoughts of running his hands over those perfect pecs and abs. Nights were going to be very difficult, he realised.

Blaine really did have a great body and those curls made him look even hotter.

"You should leave your hair gel-free today," Kurt suggested to counter Blaine's statement.

Blaine gave him a dry look. "Okay, I get it. You really don't want to."

"I want to see Dad and I even want to see Carole," Kurt explained. Carole and Finn had moved in with his dad when he left so that he wouldn't be alone and Kurt was so grateful. They'd gotten a new house and Kurt hadn't even seen it. "I just don't want to see Finn or any of the others. I'm still angry at them and I'm sure they're still angry at me."

Blaine frowned sadly. "You should talk to them. Don't they understand how bad it was?"

"No." Kurt scoffed at the thought. "They're too caught up with themselves. Why should they worry that their gay friend is getting his life threatened?"

Blaine's eyebrows pulled together. He hated thinking of people not caring about Kurt. How could anyone hurt him? He wondered. Kurt was so kind, moral and compassionate. Blaine had really enjoyed the last month of staying up late and getting to know each other before spending the day helping each other with school work and then singing together in Glee Club.

"I'll tell you what," Blaine said, turning to face Kurt. Kurt looked at him curiously. "You don't have to spend a lot of time. Why don't I drive you to Lima? We can visit your Dad and I can meet him, because I'd really like to, he sounds so cool, and if you have to face your friends then I can be there for moral support."

Kurt's heart swelled with affection for Blaine and he didn't even feel the need to ogle his chest.

"You'd do that?" he asked.

"Of course I would." Blaine smiled brightly. "Let's get ready and then we'll head off."

Kurt nodded, still nervous but feeling better about the whole situation if Blaine was going to be with him. While Blaine was gelling his hair in the bathroom Kurt called Burt.

"Hey kiddo! Did you get my texts?" Burt asked.

"I did. I'm going to come see you today," Kurt explained. "I'm not up to staying the night… Finn…"

Burt grunted understandingly. "It'll be good to see you either way, Kurt. I've missed you."

"I miss you too," Kurt replied. "Hey, I'm going to bring Blaine with me. Is that alright? I want you to meet him."

"Blaine… your roommate?" Burt questioned.

"Yes." Kurt was happy his dad remembered.

"Why?" Burt sounded suspicious. "He's just a friend, isn't he?"

"Yes, Dad, he's just a friend. But I want you to meet him. He's… so…" Kurt struggled to find a word that wouldn't give himself away, especially when Blaine could probably hear every word he was saying. "Blaine's the best person I've ever met, Dad, he's really helping me."

Burt was quiet for a while. "Sure, I'd love to meet him."

"Great! We'll be there in a few hours. We have to have breakfast first."

"See you around lunch time then."

"Bye!" Kurt hung up, blushing in case Blaine had heard him.

Blaine stopped in the process of crafting a wave at the front of his hair when he heard Kurt say his name. He waited with held breath to hear what Kurt said about him. He was curious as to what he thought of him and his heart jumped when he heard Kurt call him 'the best person he'd ever met'. He smiled softly.

He was trying very hard to be the friend Kurt needed around. Someone who he could relate to and talk to. It looked like he'd achieved that. He really liked being Kurt's friend. He felt connected to the sweet, pale boy who was in the next room.

The last month of knowing Kurt had surprised him. He'd never had a friend he felt so comfortable with before and he was so glad that he'd come to Dalton. He hadn't realised just how much he needed someone like Kurt. Kurt was bright, cheerful and stubborn. He was a total diva at times and when grumpy turned into the scariest Queen Bitch Blaine had ever seen but he was also gentle-hearted and insecure. He blushed at compliments and was always surprised by how much the other Warblers genuinely liked him.

Last week Thad had invited Kurt to play X-Box in his room with some of the other guys and Kurt stared at him, not believing the invitation so Blaine had accepted for both of them and Kurt had confided that he'd never been invited to hang out with guys before. The admission hurt Blaine's heart and he was so happy when Kurt had actually smiled and joined in the games.

Now Kurt was more open and comfortable and when they hung out in their room he was chatty and they sang together all the time. Kurt was therapeutic for Blaine. His presence made Blaine feel like he didn't need to take his annoyance out on innocent punching bags every day and he'd only been to the gym after Warbler practise six times in the last month and then as soon as he got back to their room and Kurt greeted him cheerfully and began talking about something pointless and irrelevant he always felt so much better.

Helping Kurt was helping him and Blaine happier than he remembered being in a very long time.

Blaine exited the bathroom and got dressed into a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a dark blue bow-tie. Kurt was standing at his wardrobe and Blaine knew that it would take a long time for him to choose.

"I'm going to get us some breakfast and bring it up here for you," Blaine offered. Kurt nodded absently and he grinned before leaving the room and running into Wes immediately. "Morning."

"You seem chipper," Wes smiled by way of greeting.

"I'm taking Kurt to Lima to see his family," Blaine explained. "He didn't want to go but I said I'd go with him and he relented. I want to meet his Dad. It seems so foreign to me: an accepting father."

Wes gave him a sympathetic smile. "I'm glad Kurt has that though, he was so sad when he came here. He seems to have warmed up to us though."

Blaine nodded in agreement. "Especially after Thad's games night last week."

Wes laughed. They'd all had a lot of fun that night until the dorm supervisor had ordered them to go their own rooms and sleep.

"I'm just getting breakfast while Kurt chooses an outfit. Do you know he stands at his wardrobe for at least twenty minutes deciding what he feels like wearing then pulls out a bunch of clothes, lays them on his bed and spends another ten minutes matching them up and deciding on the outfit?" Blaine shook his head. "It's tiring just to watch."

Wes frowned at Blaine, amusement in his eyes.

"What?" Blaine asked, confused by the expression.

"Nothing," Wes assured him. "I don't think I've ever seen you so… I don't even really know how to explain your attitude at the moment."

Blaine tilted his head, thinking.

"It's Kurt," he admitted. "I like having someone I relate to so easily. I mean I know other gay guys but none of them are like Kurt. He gets me in this way that nobody else does."

"I'm offended!" a voice announced behind them. Jeff had appeared behind them from his room just before they got to the stairs. "I totally get you, Blaine."

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Yes, you do, Jeff and I apologise."

Jeff snickered. "Nick's right, you do have it bad for Kurt."

"We're friends," he disagreed, looking away.

"Sure!" Jeff sang. "Nick!"

They had reached the bottom of the stairs and Nick was waiting for Jeff. Blaine shook his friends off and went to get breakfast, trying not to dwell on their suggestion that he liked Kurt as more than a friend.

Almost an hour later they were singing along to Lady Gaga on the way to Lima from Westerville.

"Your parents live in Lima, don't they?" Kurt questioned. Blaine nodded in response, still singing 'Bad Romance'. "Why don't we go see them too?"

"They aren't home," Blaine said, glancing at Kurt. "My Dad's a Federal Prosecutor and he spends a lot of time in courtrooms all over the country. He and Mum are in Seattle where he's working a triple-homicide."

Kurt blinked. "Wow…"

Blaine shrugged. "Mum works as a part of my Grandfather's company. She's the major shareholder now because he's semi-retired and since she's the boss she can go where she wants to work so long as she doesn't miss board meetings in New York."

"So that explains this car…" Kurt stroked the door of Blaine's mustang.

"Dad and I rebuilt the engine together last summer and the one before that we rebuilt a Chevy," Blaine told him. "One of his bonding activities that was really him trying to make me be a 'real man'." Blaine scowled unhappily. "But I love the car regardless."

"Maybe your Dad doesn't know of any other ways to be close to you," Kurt suggested. "It can't be easy for him. Think about it. If you were a straight man and your teenage son told you he was gay, would you know exactly how to deal with it?"

Blaine made a noise that Kurt thought was reluctant agreement. "You dad doesn't seem to have any trouble."

"Our dads aren't the same person. Everyone is different." Kurt smiled. "You never know, maybe your dad just really wants to spend time with you and isn't sure what you would actually want to do so he defers to things he'd do with any straight teenage boy. Although, gay guys can like cars too, I mean I spend a lot of time working with Dad in the shop so I know cars as well as any straight boy does."

Blaine's eyes widened slightly and he looked at Kurt again, passing over the comment about being good with cars for another time and focusing on his dad. "I never thought of it like that."

"I mean, you said he didn't react very well when you came out but-"

"I did tell him the day after Cooper announced he was dropping out of Law School. I didn't know it at the time but still…" Blaine trailed off. "I mean, I understand if he's not comfortable with it, he was raised in a very Christian household but he's never actually acted like he hates me…"

"See?" Kurt smiled. "Just try talking to him about it. Maybe that's what he's waiting for." He shrugged, pleased by the smile on Blaine's face.

"So, tell me about Finn," Blaine encouraged. "If I'm going to meet him I want to be prepared."

Kurt rolled his eyes but filled Blaine in on his whole history with Finn, blushing profusely when Blaine actually laughed at his confession of being in love with him.

"Sorry," Blaine apologised.

"It's so embarrassing. I was crushing on a straight jock who was one of the people who used to toss me in the dumpster before he joined Glee," Kurt sighed. "And he was a total jerk to me about it too."

Blaine's eyes darkened. "How?"

Kurt frowned. He shouldn't have said that. Blaine would get angry if he explained what had happened and he didn't need any animosity radiating from Blaine in the house or else his dad wouldn't like him.

"It doesn't matter," he said waving his hand, trying to be cheery. "I took a slushie for him once and he came back to the Glee Club afterwards."

"What did he say?" Blaine demanded, eyes on the road.

Kurt knew he wasn't going to let it go. "He called me a 'fag'."

Blaine swore and Kurt stared at him in shock, concerned that Blaine wasn't concentrating on his driving.

"Do you want to pull over?" Kurt suggested and Blaine ignored it.

"I don't think I want to meet him," Blaine growled. "He called you that and then got angry when you said you wanted to go somewhere safer? How dare he?"

Kurt was incredibly shocked at the expression on Blaine's face. He'd seen happy Blaine, sad Blaine, flirty Blaine, frustrated Blaine, mischievous Blaine, stressed Blaine and quite a number of other Blaines over the last month but he'd never seen angry Blaine and it was a little scary. So this was why Blaine wouldn't let him come to the gym with him when he'd had a bad day.

"It's okay, Blaine, we made up about it," Kurt assured him. "We were fighting when he said it and he felt terrible. He apologised to me."

"And that makes it okay?" Blaine looked at him sadly. "Do you think that little of yourself?"

Kurt frowned. "Why would you ask that?"

"Why would you let people treat you like that and say 'it's okay'?" Blaine questioned. "You matter, Kurt. You're worth something. You shouldn't allow people to treat you like that."

He felt tears spring into his eyes and Blaine glanced at him again and did a double-take.

"Shit! Kurt, I'm so sorry for getting angry," Blaine said quickly, his eyes wide. "Please, don't cry. I'll calm down."

Kurt shook his head. "That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me… and you actually mean it." Kurt could tell. Blaine never lied and the look on his face showed how serious he was.

Blaine's eyes softened and his anger faded away completely. He didn't say anything and Kurt discretely wiped his eyes. They went back to singing along to the radio and Kurt kept sliding looks at Blaine. He'd never had someone get so protective of him before and Blaine's voice when he'd said 'you matter' was too much for Kurt.

He couldn't help it. He was falling for this guy. Hard.

They reached Lima soon and Kurt directed Blaine to the house he'd never been to either, it would be hilarious if they got lost. On the way they stopped at the Lima Bean because Blaine insisted he needed a caffeine fix in order not to punch Finn in the face the moment he met him. Kurt secretly wondered if he'd enjoy seeing that.

Eventually they arrived and Kurt knew they had the right house when he spotted Finn's truck parked by the garage. Kurt and Blaine got out, Kurt surveying his new house.

"I miss my dorm room," Kurt muttered. Blaine chuckled.

"Feels more like home?" he questioned.

"The person I live with is nicer." Kurt smiled at Blaine who returned it as they walked up the front door. Kurt wasn't sure if he should knock or go in but he was saved the trouble when the door opened and Carole stepped out and pulled him into a hug.

"I saw you pull up and needed to say hello immediately," she explained. Kurt laughed and hugged her back, realising just how much he actually had missed her.

"It's so good to see you, Carole," he told her, smiling brightly. He pulled away and gestured to Blaine. "This is Blaine Anderson. Blaine this is my dad's girlfriend Carole."

"It's so good to meet you," Carole said, holding out her hand to shake Blaine's. He accepted it and flashed his most charming smile at Carole.

"It's good to meet you too. Kurt's told me a lot about you," Blaine said.

"Come on in, boys. Burt's fixing some stuff up at the shop but he'll be home room. Finn and Puck are in the living room. I'm just fixing lunch." Carole smiled at them as they followed her into the house. She left them as Kurt looked around. It was a really nice house and he supposed he'd enjoy living in it but like Blaine had suggested, Dalton felt more like home.

He could hear voices and supposed that the door down from them went into the living room. Kurt exchanged a wary glance with Blaine and they walked down to the doorway.

"Come on, man! Seriously?" Finn was saying.

"I win again, Hudson!" Puck crowed proudly. Kurt frowned. He hadn't realised that Puck and Finn had made up about the whole Quinn thing. Blaine gave him a questioning look.

"I'll explain back at Dalton," he whispered. His voice was heard however and Finn and Puck looked up to see he and Blaine in the doorway. Finn looked shocked and Puck torn between happy and wary.

"Dude!" Puck finally greeted. "It's been too long!"

Kurt shrugged one shoulder and noticed Puck staring at Blaine curiously.

"This is Blaine," he introduced. "A friend of mine from Dalton."

"Hi," Blaine greeted.

"That's Finn and Puck," Kurt explained.

"You want to join us?" Puck asked. Kurt looked at him in confusion. Sure Puck had been probably the least vocal about Kurt going to Dalton but he hadn't expected him to be so friendly. Kurt looked at Finn, who had yet to speak, and noticed he did not look happy but the unhappy look was directed at Blaine, not Kurt.

"No thanks," Kurt said with a pointed look at Finn.

"Oh come on, Finn, lighten up," Puck said, nudging him. "It's not like he was leaving us in the lurch or something. Glee doesn't even happen anymore so what is the matter with you?"

"Nothing," Finn muttered. Puck nodded approvingly and looked up at Kurt and Blaine, gesturing to the loveseat welcomingly. Kurt looked at Blaine who shrugged. Kurt noticed how he was trying not to look at Finn and almost laughed. He liked how protective Blaine got about his friends. It was adorable.

"What are you playing?" Blaine asked as they sat.

"Halo. We have a couple of other controllers, want to join in Pretty Boy?" Puck asked. Blaine raised his eyebrows at the comment but shrugged. Kurt watched him happily as he took the controller Puck offered and started playing. Blaine got into the game pretty quickly and he was winning very soon, he and Puck teasingly insulting each other as if they'd been friends forever.

That was another thing Kurt liked about Blaine: the ease with which he got along with people.

Finn was silent as he played, shooting looks at Kurt and Blaine on the loveseat.

"Yes!" Blaine cheered. "I think I won that round."

Puck grinned at him. "Not bad for a private school shmuck."

"Thanks." Blaine smiled back. Finn stood up and went to the kitchen without a word. Blaine watched him with slightly narrowed eyes and looked at Kurt. "He should be begging your forgiveness."

Kurt shrugged. "It doesn't matter."

"It does," Puck disagreed. "Believe me when I say he's stubborn. I'm happy to see you at any rate. I actually miss you, Kurt and if you tell anyone I said that I'll dye all of your shirts some horrible shade of brown."

Kurt's eyes widened and he laughed. "Surprisingly, I miss you too. I bet you're the only one who misses me though."

"Not true," Puck disagreed. "It's better this year, you know. I've been hanging out with some of the others again and so far, so good."

Kurt smiled. "That's good."

"It is." Puck looked at Blaine then back at Kurt. "What's Dalton like?"

"Great," Kurt said enthusiastically and explained about the Warblers to Puck who listened attentively. Kurt was very confused by Puck's friendliness but decided not to worry about it. At least one of his old "friends" cared enough to speak to him even if Puck had totally ditched them after Glee was cut.

Blaine added his own stories to Kurt's and soon they heard a vehicle and Kurt knew his dad was home. He felt Blaine get a little fidgety and looked at him. Blaine just smiled nervously as the door opened.

"Dad!" Kurt called. Burt appeared in the living room doorway and Kurt bounced up to hug him tightly. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too, kid," he said, hugging Kurt back. "Hi Puck! Oh, you must be Blaine."

Kurt let go of his dad and Blaine stood up, holding out his hand for a handshake.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," Blaine said formally and Kurt could see his dad was won over immediately when he shook Blaine's hand followed by Blaine asking him if he watched the football on Friday and they, plus Puck launched into a discussion.

"Dad, where's the bathroom?" Kurt asked. Burt gave him directions before giving his attention to Blaine who was explaining exactly why he was very unhappy with the outcome of the game. Kurt smiled brightly and disappeared. He met Finn on the stairs on his way back and they stood there for a moment.

"Hi," Kurt tried.

"Hi," Finn replied. He hesitated. "Having fun at Dalton?"

"Come on, Finn," Kurt complained. "Are you still angry at me? There was no way I was staying at McKinley! They might have killed me!"

Finn sighed. "I'm not still angry… I just… I miss Glee and I miss you and I miss how everything used to be. How we were all friends and it didn't matter that nobody liked us."

Kurt smiled a little. "I miss that too but we can't change the way things are."

Finn shrugged. "So… are you happy now?"

"Yes." Kurt smiled brightly. "I love it at Dalton. They accept me and I even saw two guys kiss in the middle of the hallway and nobody batted an eye."

Finn chuckled at that, smiling for the first time since Kurt had arrived.

"That's good, I think," he said.

"It's good."

"And your friend… is he just your friend?" Finn tilted his head curiously when his question made Kurt turn red. "You like him, don't you? Is he gay?"

Kurt nodded. "Yes to both."

Finn smiled and they both went downstairs.

"Have you spoken to Rachel?" Kurt asked hesitantly. Finn and Rachel had decided to split when it got too hard and Finn had been too much of a coward to stick with her when the whole football team was bullying him.

Finn's silence was answer enough and Kurt sighed.

"I know you still love her," Kurt told him. "Puck says things are looking up. Maybe you should get back together with her."

"She's still furious at me for breaking up with her," Finn explained as they entered the living room. Puck and Blaine were in a heated discussion about the Buckeyes. Blaine bled red for the Buckeyes he'd told Kurt, and Kurt knew Puck was not a fan. Burt was in the kitchen with Carole.

"Hey, Puck, be nice!" Kurt chided when Puck told Blaine he was an idiot.

"I'm not being serious," Puck assured Kurt.

"Yeah, besides, I think you're the idiot," Blaine responded, his eyes playful. He patted the spot beside him and Kurt joined him. "I'd ask you to back me up but Puck wouldn't count your opinion even if you lied for me."

Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Another round?" Finn asked, retaking his spot and picking up a controller. "Blaine?"

Kurt smiled proudly and Blaine gave Finn a suspicious look.

"What?" Finn asked warily. "If this is about before I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood."

Blaine eyed him unhappily.

"Blaine," Kurt sighed. "I already told you, it's alright. Ancient history."

"What's ancient history?" Puck questioned. Nobody answered him. Finn seemed confused but Blaine studied Kurt for a moment, his pleading eyes and conceded, agreeing to another round with Finn and Puck until Carole called them in for lunch.

They ate and Kurt had fun catching his dad, Carole and his old friends about what had been happening and Blaine supplied details he forgot at times and they all listened and laughed along with the boys. Blaine was fitting in well and Kurt was very pleased and very grateful that Blaine had come with him.

There was a knock at the door after they'd eaten and Finn jumped up with a wary look at Kurt.

"That'll be Mike, Sam and Matt, are you ready to go Puck?" he asked.

"Sure. Bye everyone."

"Have fun," Burt said.

"Where are you going?" Kurt questioned.

"Arcade," Puck explained. He and Finn exchanged looks.

"Do you two want to come?" Finn asked. "Some of the others will be there though."

Kurt hesitated and looked to Blaine for help who simply gave him an encouraging smile that said he'd go along with whatever Kurt wanted.

"No thanks, Finn," Kurt sighed. "I'm not ready for that kind of confrontation."

Finn and Puck looked disappointed but didn't argue and they disappeared. Carole and Burt looked at Kurt worriedly but he just smiled at them and turned to Blaine.

"Want to watch a movie?" he asked.

"Sure," Blaine replied, a little frown on his face. They went into the living room and dropped onto the couch arguing playfully about what movie to put on. They eventually agreed on Moulin Rouge and Blaine watched Kurt worriedly but said nothing.

"I wonder who Sam is," Kurt said as he took his seat beside Blaine.

"Guy from the football team?" Blaine suggested.

"But going to hang out with the New Directions?" Kurt asked. Blaine looked just as perplexed so they concentrated on the movie. They stayed until dinner and then Burt shooed them off saying he didn't want Blaine driving too late.

Kurt hugged Burt and Carole tightly and Blaine gave them polite smiles as they told him he was welcome to come by with Kurt again. As they were getting in the car Finn returned home and waved to them from his truck.

Kurt looked more content when they pulled away.

"That wasn't so bad," he decided. Blaine laughed at that.

"It wasn't," he agreed. "I like Puck."

"Oh god," Kurt groaned. "Don't! He'll make you into some kind of bad-boy and I like dapper Blaine."

Blaine smiled. "Finn's not as much of a jerk as I thought. I don't know if I like him though. Your dad is just as awesome as you made him sound and Carole is amazing. I'm jealous, Kurt, your family is normal."

Kurt laughed. "Yeah, "normal"."

"More normal than mine. I mean my mum is totally cool with me being gay but I don't see her a lot so we're not the closest mother and son. You know about my dad. And Cooper and I haven't had a conversation where he doesn't put me down since I was ten." Blaine shrugged. "Not to mention that I go to a boarding school because the house is almost always empty. At least you have a proper support unit."

Kurt frowned, saddened by Blaine's explanation of his family unit.

"I'm your support unit," Kurt whispered. "Me and the Warblers are your family."

"I know." The grateful smile on Blaine's face made Kurt's heart melt. "I am so glad you came to Dalton, you know that?"

Kurt smiled, glad it was dark to hide his blush. They didn't say anything else to each other except for 'goodnight' and Kurt fell asleep with a smile on his face. On the other side of the room Blaine did the same.