"Hey dad," Kurt greeted his dad timidly at the garage after school.
He and Blaine had been dating, in person, for about a week now. And everything was more than perfect. They were still in the honeymoon phase, obviously, and Kurt had already been learning more and more about what it meant to be blind, and he was amazed every day by seeing everything Blaine was still capable of doing. Blaine had honestly overcome the odds and was so strong. Kurt was so proud of him. So he was ready to share him with the world- namely, his dad.
"What's up, kiddo? I was just finishing up here. You have perfect timing," Burt answered, wiping his hands off on a dirty rag, then sitting down on a bench to listen to his son.
"I have something to tell you..."
"Why do you look so scared? Is this bad news? Are you in trouble," Burt asked, sounding a mixture of concerned and threatening.
"No, dad. I'm fine. I just... okay. I- I have a boyfriend," Kurt mumbled. Burt didn't respond. "...Dad?"
"Wow. Okay. I was not ready for that. I mean, I'm happy for you. Of course I am. I just thought we wouldn't be having this talk until college. But wow. Congratulations, son. When do I get to meet him?" Burt asked.
"Well... there's more..." Kurt trailed. He was so grateful his dad had been accepting. He knew he would be. His dad had never been anything but supportive of him. But he was worried the next thing he had to say would be too much.
"Oh no. You're not pregnant, are you?" Burt joked, nudging Kurt playfully in the side.
"No, dad," Kurt laughed. "It's just that there's something about Blaine you should know before you meet him."
"Blaine? That's his name?" Burt asked.
"Yeah. Blaine Anderson. He's 18, like me, goes to Dalton Academy, he's in glee club, and he's absolutely perfect for me and I really love him-"
"Love?" Burt choked. "Aren't you moving kind of fast there, kiddo?"
"We've been dating for a few months, actually," Kurt explained, timidly.
Burt made to cut him off again, but Kurt held up a finger, signaling him to wait. "We'll get to that in a minute."
"Okay, so what could be more important than the fact that you've had a boyfriend for a few months and didn't bother to tell me?" Burt asked, kind of frustrated with his kid for keeping his relationship a secret. He thought he had made it clear to Kurt that he could always tell him anything.
"Blaine... he's blind, dad."
"Ummm... wow. Okay. I... I need a second," Burt said, staring off at the wall across from him, not sure what to say. Kurt waited patiently while Burt gathered his thoughts.
Finally, Burt spoke up again. "This is okay with you, son? Him being blind?"
"It doesn't matter to me. I still love him, no matter what," Kurt said firmly, so Burt wouldn't question his sincerity.
"Okay. Well then, who am I to complain? Invite him over to dinner on Friday, will ya?" Burt asked.
"Thank you, dad!" Kurt exclaimed, wrapping his arms around his dad.
"Mom, dad. I have something to tell you," Blaine announced at dinner, the day he and Kurt had agreed upon to break the news to their parents. Kurt had called him right before the meal that his dad had taken the news wonderfully and wanted him over for dinner on Friday. Blaine was beyond ecstatic, and now couldn't wait to tell his parents the news. "I have a boyfriend!"
Blaine's mother, Dianne was the first to respond, jumping up from her seat at the dinner table to grab her son in a hug. "Oh, Blaine. I am so happy for you! I was starting to worry that no one would ever... well, you know. But, oh, this is wonderful news!"
"Congratulations, son," Blaine's father, Tom, added, patting his son proudly on the back.
"Tell me all about him," his mother gushed. "What's he like? What's his name? How did you meet?"
Blaine laughed under all the attention, happy to be able to tell his family all about the love of his life.
"His name is Kurt Hummel. The circumstances in which we met are a little complicated, so I think I'll hold off on explaining that for another time, but we've been together for a while now. He's 18, goes to McKinley, has the voice of an angel, and he's in love with me, regardless of my disability. And I love him, too," Blaine beamed.
"Oh, honey. I am just so, so happy for you," his mother sighed, reaching out to hug Blaine once again.
"Thanks mom. And dad," Blaine smiled. "He told his dad today, too, and he's invited me over for family dinner on Friday."
"Well then you'll have to invite him over here soon, too. We have to meet this Kurt," Tom insisted.
"I'd love that dad. And I'm sure Kurt would, too. I'll be sure to ask him."
The doorbell rang right on time Friday night.
Blaine had convinced his mom to just drop him off at the curb and not come in with him. He reminded her that she would be meeting Kurt soon enough. But, for tonight, he wanted to do this on his own.
He grabbed his dog, Chewie (after Chewbacca) by the leash from the backseat, and let him guide him up the walkway of the Hummel's front yard.
Kurt answered the door only seconds later (Blaine could tell from the scent of his cologne), and immediately bent down and started petting the dog.
"Hi, Chewie!" Kurt squealed, rubbing the dog affectionately.
"Hi to you, too, love," Blaine greeted, jokingly. "You know, technically, you're not even supposed to pet Chewie when he's on duty."
"Oh my god, I forgot!" Kurt shrieked, darting up and taking a few steps away from the dog as if he had been burned. "I'm sorry! I didn't mess anything up, did I?"
"Kurt, Kurt! Calm down. I'm just messing with you," Blaine reassured, reaching out to grab his boyfriend's shoulder. He missed, ending up with an armful of Kurt's elbows, but he knew his boyfriend got the message when he felt him relax under his touch. "But honestly, I'm hurt. Our first date you nearly left me because of this dog, and now here I am, completely ignored because of the same damn dog," Blaine whined, teasing his boyfriend further.
"I'm sorry, baby. You know I love you more than Chewie. But that dog is just way too damn cute for his own good," Kurt said, stepping back up to Blaine to place a sweet kiss on his boyfriend's lips.
"Mmmm..." Blaine sighed as he and Kurt separated. "What, and I'm not cute?" he joked.
"Nope. You, my love, are beautiful. Breath-taking, even," Kurt said, completely serious. "Now, please, come in. Get out of the cold," Kurt insisted, reaching out to take Blaine's arm and lead him into the dining room, where he had ordered his family to wait, not wanting everyone to rush at Blaine at once.
"Everybody, this is Blaine, my boyfriend," Kurt beamed as he and Blaine entered the dining room.
Burt was the first to stand, walking over to Blaine and reaching out his hand to shake the other man's, before realizing Blaine couldn't see his hand. Burt awkwardly lowered his arm and cleared his throat before announcing, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Blaine. Kurt's hardly stopped talking about you all week."
"Dad..." Kurt whined, embarrassed.
"Oh, Burt. Stop embarrassing him. Hi Blaine, I'm Carole, Kurt's stepmother. Umm... may I hug you?" Carole asked.
"Absolutely," Blaine grinned, reaching out his arms into the space in front of him, which Carole immediately filled.
"Dude, you have a dog!" Finn exclaimed from his spot at the table.
"Excellent observation, Finn," Kurt announced, sarcastically.
"Uhh, yeah. That's Chewie," Blaine called out in the general direction of Finn's voice. "But I have to ask that you don't pet him while he's guiding me. Don't follow Kurt's example when it comes to that," Blaine teased his boyfriend, once again.
"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead. Poke fun at your boyfriend because he likes your dog," Kurt joked, kissing his boyfriend gently on the cheek, aware of all the eyes on them.
"Well, come on, boys. Let's sit," Carole announced. "You're right on time, Blaine. Dinner just got done."
"It smells wonderful, Mrs..." Blaine trailed off, not sure what to call Kurt's stepmother.
"You can just call me Carole, dear."
Blaine nodded, then sat down next to Kurt, after Kurt dragged him over to the table.
"Oh.. umm... would you like me to serve you, Blaine?" Burt asked awkwardly. Blaine was the first bind person he had ever met, and he wasn't sure exactly what to do.
"Oh, no. I'm good. Kurt will help me out," Blaine said, smiling at his boyfriend.
Burt expected to see his son start filling up his boyfriend's plate, so he was surprised when Kurt started filling up his own plate while quietly speaking to Blaine, instead. Burt leaned closer to the pair to decipher what Kurt was saying.
"Mashed potatoes are at 2 o'clock, ham is at 12 o'clock, right in front of you, green beans are at 10 o'clock, and rolls are in front of Finn, so you can ask him to pass them to you if you want some. Your fork and knife are on the right, spoon on the left, and your cup is at 2 o'clock directly in front of your plate."
"Thank you," Blaine responded, then leaned over to kiss his boyfriend on the cheek before filling up his plate. Burt was shocked that Kurt had leaned into the kiss, almost presenting his cheek to his boyfriend, as if he knew after Blaine's thanks, he would be searching out his cheek in order to show his affection. It had only been a little over a week and these two boys already flowed perfectly with one another.
Burt also wondered where Kurt had learned that trick with the food. He figured Blaine had explained it to him. They had been seeing each other for over a week, after all. He was sure they must have had dinner together at least once during that time.
"I never did remember to ask. How did you two meet?" Burt asked, recalling that they had actually been dating for more than a week, according to Kurt.
Blaine felt Kurt tense up next to him, and reached over to grab his hand under the table, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Umm... well. About that. It's kind of a funny story..." Kurt said, biding his time. He really, really didn't want to tell his dad that he was dating a guy he had met on the internet. Burt had been really understanding about everything so far, but Kurt was sure that wouldn't be the case when it came to this.
"Sir, I don't want to lie to you. Kurt and I met on a dating website. Neither of us signed up on our own, I swear. Rachel set it up for Kurt, and my friend Wes set mine up. We started talking purely by chance, and hit it off. We were extremely careful about it, though. I promise."
Burt sighed, rubbing his face. "Kurt..." he moaned in a frustrated sigh.
"I'm sorry, dad. I promise we were careful about it. And I don't plan on ever getting on a dating website ever again, so you don't even have to worry about it."
"Just, be careful about that kind of stuff, kid. Sure, it worked out for you and Blaine this time, but it doesn't always work out, okay?"
"I know, dad," Kurt whined.
"Your dad's just looking out for your safety, Kurt. I know my parents would say the same thing," Blaine said softly, squeezing Kurt's hand again.
"I like this kid," Burt teased to Kurt. "You should keep him around."
"So, I feel like I should give you some kind of warning. My parents are really, really excited to meet you. They were kind of worried that, after the accident, no one would ever be willing to be with me again..." Blaine murmured as he let Kurt into his house for dinner the following weekend.
"Well, a little excitement never hurt anyone. It's better than homophobia, after all," Kurt whispered his reassurance in reply, giving his boyfriend a swift kiss on the cheek.
"Okay, then. Mom, dad!" Blaine called out, then heard their quickly approaching footsteps.
"Is this him?" Blaine's mother shrieked. "Oh, Blaine. He's so handsome."
"I'm sure he is," Blaine smiled.
"Welcome to our home, Kurt. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sure Blaine's filled you in on the fact that we thought we'd never get to meet someone special to our Blaine... we never thought he would find someone after everything that happen, so thank you," Blaine's father said, reaching out to shake Kurt's hand.
"You don't have to thank me for anything," Kurt insisted. "If anything, I should be thankful to Blaine for wanting to date me. And thank you two as well for having me over tonight. It's so sweet of you to invite me."
"Of course!" Dianne reassured. "Now please, come into the dining room. Dinner is ready."
Kurt followed her, then turned back, suddenly remembering he had forgotten to grab Blaine's arm and guide him, and was surprised to find that Blaine was already right by his side.
And oh, that's right. This is Blaine's house. Of course he can get around it on his own, without Kurt or his walking stick or Chewie. And Kurt couldn't help but dream about the day when he and Blaine might live together, and Blaine would be that comfortable in their own home. It was a really nice though.
Kurt reached out to take Blaine's hand anyway, not wanting to be apart from his boyfriend. Now that he had found Blaine, he was never letting go.
A/N: Hey guys! So I really, really hope I'm doing this story justice. I just think it has the potential to be a really awesome story, so I'm trying my best to keep it accurate and fun. So... yeah... I just hope you guys are enjoying it! Let me know if you are or if there is anything you would like to see different.
Next chapter will be up in a little over a week. I'm going out of town soon and won't have internet for a week, but then I'll be going home for a quick mini-vacation, and will have lots of time to write.
Next chapter: NYC and college. I have a lot of fun ideas for this, and I'm looking forward to writing it!