Hi! In this one-shot, Lizzie comes out to Kurt and Blaine! It's based on a prompt by the supermegafoxyawesomehot afterahurricanecomesarainbow :D. Enjoy!


Elizabeth looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her deep blue eyes looked back at her, shining with determination and a little hint of nervousness. She sighed and nodded, casting one last glance at the mirror before leaving her bedroom.

Elizabeth stood in front of the kitchen, where her parents were making lunch. As she looked at the them, her determination faltered, and nervousness took over her. She realized that, in her thirteen years of life, she had never felt more nervous. It was ridiculous, and she knew it. There was no reason to feel nervous. Her parents were the most accepting, warm and gentle people in the planet. And besides, it wasn't like they would disapprove of her sinful ways and kick her out of the house. Elizabeth laughed at the thought, and shook her head.

"Don't be stupid, Lizzie." she scolded herself. The girl sighed before stepping into the kitchen. "Dads?" she said, her voice shaking a little.

Kurt and Blaine looked up, giving her gentle smiles.

"I have something to tell you." Elizabeth said, sitting on the counter.

"What's wrong?" Kurt asked, putting the vegetables he was chopping aside.

"I…" she started, but she stopped herself when she realized that she didn't know how to say it.

Kurt and Blaine exchanged a confused look, worried by their daughter's strange behavior.

"Lizzie, you know you can tell us everything." Blaine said, and Kurt nodded.

Elizabeth looked at her parents. She took in their gentle smiles and their looks of concern and love, and her lips curled up in a smile. Yes, she could tell them everything.

"Dad, papa," she said, looking at them. "I like girls."

"We know." Kurt said.

"No, what I'm trying so say is…" Elizabeth sighed again and looked down at her shoes before saying: "I'm a lesbian."

"We know." Kurt repeated, and both him and Blaine laughed at Elizabeth's shocked expression.

"You know?" she exclaimed, her eyes wide.

"Well, it's kinda obvious." Adam said, making his way into the kitchen. His hair looked a lot like a bird nest, and his shirt and jeans were rumpled, in a way that indicated that he had slept in them. The boy's eyes were red and tired, and he looked like he was about to puke. Kurt and Blaine frowned and shot their son a deadly glare.

"Look, Kurt, our son is alive." Blaine said.

"I wouldn't be so sure, Blaine, he looks like a zombie." Kurt said, watching as Adam poured himself a glass of orange juice, and opened the cabinets, looking for aspirins.

"Actually, I think 'hung-over' is the right word." Blaine said, crossing his arms over his chest and quirking an eyebrow at the boy.

"I know, I know." Adam said, raising his hands above his head. "I'm grounded."

"That's correct." Kurt said, giving Adam a cold smile.

"Well, I think this headache is enough punishment." Adam said, emptying his glass in one gulp. He growled and rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hands. "I don't even remember what I did last night at the party..."

"Well, if you're anything like your dad, you probably kissed another boy, danced like an idiot around the room and tried to take off your underwear while still wearing your pants." Kurt said, handing the boy a box of aspirins, which he took gratefully.

"Hey!" Blaine exclaimed, looking offended.

"You know it's true." Kurt said, and Blaine couldn't help but laugh.

"Wait a minute!" Elizabeth said, jumping off the counter. "What do you mean you know?"

"Well, as your brother said, it is kinda obvious." Blaine said with a shrug.

"And we all see the way you look at Sam." Kurt said, smiling knowingly at her. Elizabeth blushed to the tip of her ears.

"It's not like that!" she claimed. "Sam and I are just friends."

"Yeah, right." Adam said, smirking. "You two should get married already."

Elizabeth shot him a glare that could have reached his very soul, and the boy took a step back, holding up his hands.

"Whoa, scary Lizzie…" he said, making Kurt and Blaine laugh.

Elizabeth bit her lip, feeling silly for getting so nervous before. Kurt smiled warmly at his daughter and put his arms around her, hugging her gently.

"I think the most important thing here is that you know that your family will always accept you and love you, no matter what." he said, caressing her hair.

"Thanks, papa." Elizabeth said, closing her eyes and smiling, reveling in the familiar warmth her father exuded.

"Yeah," Blaine said when Kurt returned to the counter to keep chopping vegetables. "It's not like we'll be mad at you for being gay."

"Well, that wouldn't make a lot sense." Elizabeth said, laughing.

While the four of them prepared lunch together – Adam occasionally complaining about his headache, and gagging when Blaine added a strong-smelling spice to the sauce he was making – Elizabeth couldn't wipe the grin off her face. She knew she would always have a home waiting for her, a place where she would be loved, accepted and supported, no matter what. The girl thanked the universe for giving her the best family ever.

Suddenly, Adam snorted, earning questioning looks from his parents and his sister.

"We're the gayest family of all times." he said.

"Yeah, maybe we should disown you for being straight." Blaine joked, and the four of them laughed.

"If that means I won't have to serve as a human mannequin for papa's clothes anymore, then I'm fine with it." Adam said.

Glaring at his son, Kurt dropped a metallic bowl, obviously on purpose. The bowl fell to the floor, making a loud clattering noise. Adam grunted and closed his eyes, rubbing his temples and looking absolutely miserable.

"Oh, sorry, sweetheart." Kurt said, picking up the bowl with an overly sweet smile on his lips. "Does your head hurt?"

"You suck." Adam mumbled, climbing the stairs to return to his silent, dark room.

Elizabeth laughed. Yes, definitely the best family ever.