(A/N): Italics indicate a flashback
Blaine smiled at Kurt as he proclaimed his confidence singing along with Maria's "I Have Confidence" and happily flirted with his boyfriend as they sang the duet with Rolf and Liesel with "Sixteen Going on Seventeen". Hazel eyes looked on lovingly at Kurt as the boy sang "My Favorite Things" along with Maria and looked on with pride as the brunette tackled "Climb Ev'ry Mountain" with Mother Abbess. The porcelain boy took the high notes with no trepidation hitting them perfectly and his breath control had Blaine thinking not so dapper thoughts momentarily. The two boys looked lovingly into each others eyes as they sang "Something Good" with Maria and the Captain, hazel eyes glittering almost gold and glasz eyes sparkling like a lake in spring. Kurt happily let Blaine sing "Edelweiss" with the Captain admiring his boyfriend's voice. Just as the couple was watching the family climb the mountains to Switzerland and a new life they heard a knock on the door.
"I'll be right back beautiful," Blaine said kissing his boyfriend on the temple.
Kurt nodded smiling as Blaine slipped out of the bed and out of the bedroom.
Blaine just reached the bottom step as Carole was opening the door looking questioningly at Jeff and Nick, who each stood holding two coffee cups from The Lima Bean.
"Kurt and I invited them over Carole," Blaine said coming up behind the women. She turned and Blaine smiled apologetically. "Sorry to invite them over without asking it's just Kurt and I were supposed to meet them this afternoon for coffee and when they found out why we couldn't make it Jeff wanted to see his BFF and Kurt was happy to have him come by so I told them they could I hope that's okay," he said quickly.
"Oh Blaine sweetie its fine," Carole said smiling patting him on the shoulder. "Don't fret." Blaine smiled winningly at the woman and Carole couldn't help thinking not for the first time how handsome Kurt's boyfriend was and what a lovely couple they made. "Come on in boys," Carole said closing the door behind the two Dalton boys. "Do you need anything?" Carole asked in that motherly way looking to the boys and then Blaine.
"No everything's good," Blaine said, "I'll just show them up to Kurt's room."
Carole smiled and nodded at the boys. Upon another look at Jeff and Nick she couldn't help but think how handsome they were as well. Goodness she began to wonder where Dalton was growing these boys; she chuckled as she watched them head upstairs before going back to the kitchen to let Burt know what was going on.
"Medium drip," Nick said extending a coffee cup to Blaine as they climbed the stairs, "with just the right amount of Splenda and French Vanilla creamer."
"Thank you Nick," Blaine said taking the cup and taking a sip. "You guys are the best for bringing coffee, Kurt will be thrilled," he said smiling.
"See," Jeff said to Nick, making the dark haired boy laugh.
"You were right," Nick acquiesced making Jeff smile like the cat that ate the canary and got the cream too.
As soon as they reached the door Jeff was rushing into the room. "Kurt my bestie," he said rushing over to the bed, "how are you?"
"Hey Jeff," Kurt said sitting up a bit from where he had been propped when leaning against Blaine, "I'm okay," he said and then winced when the movement jostled his bruises and cuts and put his statement into questionable status.
"Well this will make you feel better fibber," Jeff said showing Kurt the coffee cup, "grande non-fat mocha with whip cream," the blonde said extending the cup to Kurt.
"Oh you're the best," Kurt said smiling happily taking the cup closing his eyes as he took a sip. Kurt moaned as he tasted the delicious beverage and Blaine's thoughts went back to the not so dapper realm. "This is perfect thank you for bringing me this," Kurt said smiling at Jeff.
"Course what are besties for," Jeff said shrugging. "Are you really okay though?" the blonde asking reaching a hand out tentatively. "I heard what happened from Blaine," Jeff said jade orbs growing wet; "I was so worried."
"I'm okay Jeff," Kurt said placing a hand in Jeff's, "promise, I'm just a bit sore but nothing some Tylenol won't cure."
Jeff nodded a little sadly tightening his hold on Kurt's hand.
"The thing I'm most upset about is that my brand new McQueen shirt is now ruined thanks to that neanderthal," Kurt said angrily recalling the rips and blood stains on his shirt.
"He ruined a McQueen piece," Jeff gasped offended, "that's a crime."
"Tell me about it," Kurt said mournfully.
"How are you?" Nick asked Blaine softly as Jeff and Kurt continued to talk about designer clothes and idiots who committed crimes against fashion. At Blaine's look of confusion Nick looked at the boy pointedly. "I know you weren't the one who was physically attacked but I also know that watching Kurt get hurt like affected you," Nick said purposefully keeping his voice low.
"Honestly at first I was just so concerned for his welfare and then once I was one hundred percent assured he would be okay I was just so angry at the boy I mean Nick this guys was like twice Kurt's size and threw him across the hallway like it was nothing, its amazing his injuries aren't worse," Blaine said just as softly taking a sip of his coffee. "I can't help but think we shouldn't have left Dalton," he whispered leaning towards Nick.
"I figured that thought occurred," Nick said sipping his own beverage looking at the two boys on the bed. "I'd be surprised if the thought didn't occur to his dad too," he added, "you think he'll pull him out and send him back?" Nick questioned curiously.
"No," Blaine said immediately. "This is different than last time," he said watching Kurt, "last time Kurt was threatened and the school did nothing so Burt didn't think he was safe this time a whole slew of punishments were handed out not the least of which was the boy who actually threw Kurt being expelled." Nick actually looked surprised by that. "Between Kurt's injuries and the many witnesses there was no question as to the validity of what happened and Sue Sylvester is a force to be reckoned with at any time a pissed off Sue Sylvester is even worse," Blaine said remembering Coach Sylvester's fury.
"Ah yes I remember Kurt mentioning her," Nick said remembering the cheer leading coach Kurt told them about.
"Well with Kurt back on the squad she had full rights to step in and handle what went down and she took full advantage not that I mind," Blaine said shrugging. He was perfectly happy with what Coach Sylvester dealt out and enforced to happen.
"Will he be safe?" Nick asked looking at Kurt with concern.
"With the threats Coach Sylvester handed down and the obvious intent she made to likely murder someone if they so much as looked at him wrong I imagine he will be," Blaine said, "but I along with the rest of the guys will take extra care in looking out for him just to be sure," he added.
"Well so long as shit like this doesn't happen again," Nick said surprising even Blaine with the fury in the voice of his normally level headed best friend. "Your my best friend Blaine, Kurt is Jeff's best friend and he's my friend too, I care about both of you and I don't like seeing either of you get hurt especially by ignorance and shit like this," he said pointedly.
"I get it," Blaine said nodding. He understood where Nick was coming from. If someone hurt Jeff Blaine would be just as angry as Nick was now.
"We have to go shopping," Jeff announced, "retail therapy is the best therapy and since you've a ruined piece that now needs to be replaced with something even more extraordinary there is ample reason."
"You're not stealing him for a shopping trip till he is completely healed," Blaine said slipping back on the bed sliding an arm around Kurt.
"I understand," Jeff said raising his hands in surrender before leaning against Nick as the boy sat next to him, "soon as your better though," Jeff said pointing at Kurt.
"I will take extra care to heal quickly," Kurt said causing both himself and Jeff to erupt in giggles making Nick and Blaine smile at them indulgently.
"Have you seen the latest episode of Criminal Minds?" Jeff asked Kurt seriously.
"Actually I need to catch up on the show," Kurt said, "I kinda fell behind I'm afraid."
"Well," Jeff said, "no time like the present," he set up the DVR and once he and Nick got situated lying on the bed started at the first episode Kurt needed to catch up on.
"You don't mind right," Kurt whispered to Blaine.
"Beautiful so long as you're in my arms it's all good," Blaine said snuggling the brunette.
"Cornball," Kurt laughed.
"You love it," Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear smirking at the shiver.
"Indeed," Kurt said leaning to kiss the corner of Blaine's mouth briefly before returning to his position snuggled against the curly haired boy.
Carole stopped by to check on the boys and smiled at the scene. Jeff and Nick were stretched out on their stomachs legs tangled together while Kurt and Blaine were propped up against Kurt's pillows with Kurt snuggled into Blaine's side his head on Blaine's shoulder. It was nice to see Kurt happy for the time being after the day he had. Assured all was well in this room she went off to Finn's room to check in on her other son.
Carole knocked on Finn's door opening it when a soft come in was spoken.
"Oh sweetheart," she said opening the door to see Finn on his bed in tears. She rushed to her son gathering him up in her arms. "Finn honey everything is alright," she said softly rubbing his back, "Kurt is going to be alright he's even hanging out with a couple of his friends from Dalton right now while he rest," she added hoping that knowing his brother was okay would calm her son down. He appeared to have the opposite reaction and cried harder. She didn't know what to do. "Finn what's wrong?" she asked concerned.
"I let him get hurt again," Finn sobbed out, "all I've ever done is hurt him and I'm not even protecting him right to make up for what I've done he just keeps getting hurt," Finn rushed out angry.
"Honey I've heard about what happened and there was no way you could have prevented it," she said trying to calm the boy down, "you and Blaine you both are being too hard on yourselves there wasn't anything either of you could have done," she said hoping her son would calm down then thinking about everything he said she asked confused, "what do you mean all you've ever done is hurt him?" Was her son saying he had hurt Kurt? That didn't make sense.
Finn eased out of his mother's arms, he couldn't bear to have her trying to comfort him when he didn't deserve the comfort. "I mean what I said, I've hurt him," he said looking at his bed, "me, all the guys really well not Artie or Sam or Mike." He glanced up at his mom and she looked confused and he knew it was because he'd never come clean and Kurt had protected him and never told. He didn't deserve to have Kurt protect him when he couldn't seem to return the favor to the younger boy. "The whole football team including me and Puck we use to harass Kurt and give him shit all the time," he looked up suddenly, "sorry I didn't mean to curse."
"You harassed Kurt?" Carole asked confused praying she was hearing wrong.
Finn nodded his head sadly. "We used to wait for him in the mornings and throw him in the dumpster, sometimes I would let him take off his jacket or something if he was wearing something nice, you know like his fancy stuff," Finn said hoping he might get some consideration for doing that and then realizing how stupid that was. Really he let Kurt take off his jacket and then let him get thrown in a dumpster that probably made him look worse he thought dejectedly. "We threw slushies in all of the less popular kids' faces even Rachel has gotten her share of slushies to the face," Finn said sadly thinking of the girl who was now his girlfriend getting a drink thrown in her face. "I never threw one at Rachel," he said thankful for that, "but I did throw at least one at Kurt," he said remembering. "Before you and I moved in with Burt and Kurt us, me and the guys I mean, uh," he picked at his jeans, "we nailed their lawn furniture to the roof of their house once." Finn really didn't understand why they had done that, he couldn't understand at the time even why it was funny but the guys decided to do it and as usual he went along. "And one time," Finn really didn't want to tell this one but he was coming clean and really this was one of the worst things he'd participated in, "the guys and I we filled a bunch of balloons with," he paused shutting his eyes tight so ashamed, "we each peed in a couple balloons and then threw them all at Kurt as he was walking into school," Finn managed to get the words out even though by the end he was almost whispering. "There was a campaign the jocks ran at school one week that specifically targeted Kurt, just him, um smear the queer.."
"STOP!" Carole shouted.
The shout caught Finn by surprise and he looked up at his mother for the first time in a while and she was holding one hand to cover her mouth and the other was clenched so tight her knuckles had turned white. Tears were falling from her eyes steadily as she started at her son in absolute horror.
"Mom I'm so sorry," Finn cried, "it all happened before you married Burt and Kurt became my brother and before I joined Glee and got to know Kurt and I know I should have told you all about all this ages ago I just couldn't and then Kurt protected me by not saying anything and I was too ashamed to own up to what I'd done." Finn looked down unable to see that look on his mother's face as she looked at him knowing he put it there through his past actions. "I know what I did was wrong and I just wanted to make it up to him by protecting him but I'm not even doing that right," Finn said miserably.
"I am so ashamed of you right now," Carole whispered, "I did not raise you to be ignorant and hateful and to commit such horrendous acts against another person." Carole stared at her son in sheer disbelief.
"I did stop," Finn said looking up at her, "I stopped I haven't done anything to Kurt in a long time and I've tried to be better and be a good brother."
"You never should have done any of those things in the first place Finn Christopher Hudson," Carole said angrily and Finn knew he was in trouble due to the usage of his full name. "I did not raise you to behave in such a reprehensible manner," she said eyes drying as shock and horror turned to pure anger and disappointment. "I never thought you could possibly disappoint me in the manner in which I am disappointed in you right now," she said shaking her head. "I am so angry with you right now Finn I don't know what to say," she said literally unable to find the words nothing seemed good enough to reprimand him for what he had done. "I am going to tell Burt all this," she said darkly and Finn shook his head.
"No mom please don't," he said truly afraid of Burt hearing about some of the things he'd done not to mention he was sure the man would hate him for life if he found out and might even come after him with his shotgun when he heard about some of the worst things.
"Yes Finn ," she said rising to her feet, "he has the right to know what kind of hell his son has been put through and that it was done by the hands of my own son frankly disgust me," she said a tremor in her voice never thinking she would speak those words to her own son. "Once I've informed Burt of your past transgressions and the acts of atrocity Kurt has endured he and I will decide what your punishment will be for what you've done and you are going to be punished Finn," she said brokering no argument. "I'm not going to bring Kurt into this as I think that poor boy has been hurt enough," she said turning around and heading towards the door. "You are to stay in your room for the remainder of the night and throughout the weekend with the exception of Sectionals since there is no way Kurt can compete now not with his injuries your team will need you but I will drive you there and then straight back here after it's over," she said opening the door, "I better not see you leaving this room unless it's to go to the bathroom do you understand?"
Finn shook his head that he understood too terrified to speak.
"I will bring you your meals, I suggest you use this time to reflect on your misdeeds and to study," the woman said before walking out and slamming the door.
Finn flinched as the door slammed shut and then promptly proceeded to pull out his phone to text Puck that he had told his mom everything and that it hadn't gone over well. When Puck texted him back simply stating what did you expect he had to admit the other boy had a point. Puck's only advice was apparently to grovel but Finn didn't think that was going to do much at this point. He put his phone down and turned to lie down on his side on the bed. His mom was right of course, he knew what he had done to Kurt was beyond awful; he'd only been lucky Kurt hadn't ratted him out ages ago. Guilt was apparently not something he could live with though so while he laid there he resolved to take whatever his parents dished out because he was beyond positive it would be nothing less than what he deserved at this point.
Blaine was running his fingers through Kurt's hair when the boys head slipped a little. Hazel eyes looked down to see Kurt fast asleep against him. Blaine smiled at the adorable picture the brunette presented in sleep against him. He used his foot to hit Jeff and upon the blonde swinging around to look at him he raised a finger to his lips indicating for him to be quite before he could speak and wake up the sleeping beauty in his arms.
Jeff looked at the duo behind him and Nick like they were the cutest thing he'd ever seen and really they kinda were in the blonde's opinion. "Awwww," he said softly so as not to wake his slumbering bestie. The boy turned and tapped Nick indicating his head towards Blaine and Kurt and when the boy noticed Kurt was asleep he grinned at his best friend.
Blaine rolled his eyes at the pair. I'll call you he mouthed making the gesture with his hand. Both boys nodded and smiled at him before slipping quietly out of the room. Once Nick and Jeff had left Blaine turned off the show and powered down the system turning the television off. Snuggling closer to the boy in his arms he let his head rest on top of Kurt's and before he knew it he was out like a light as well.
Carole had decided to talk to Burt about all she had learned recently tomorrow. The man had been through a lot today with Kurt's assault at school and she didn't want to burden him with more painful information tonight. So she opted to start dinner. She noticed Jeff and Nick putting on their coats and came out to see the boys off.
"Kurt fell asleep and Blaine shooed us off protectively," Jeff said grinning. Nick just shook his head at the blonde.
Carole laughed. "Thank you boys for coming over I'm sure Kurt appreciated it, you be safe heading home okay," she said the mother in her obvious.
"We will," Nick said smiling at her kindly walking out with Jeff.
After the two left she decided to check on Kurt and Blaine real quick. Upon looking in she noticed both boys were fast asleep under the blanket leaning against one other. She smiled fondly and shut the door quietly. As she turned to go back downstairs she caught sight of her son's bedroom door and her smile fell.
She was so upset by what Finn had told her. Never in a million years would she have thought her son would willfully participate in such behavior, committing such atrocities against an innocent person, another child, in ignorance and hate. She knew she'd made some mistakes along the years and being a single mother as she was for most of Finn's life hadn't been easy but she really had done her best and she thought her best had raised a good man. Now she wasn't so sure and that hurt more than anything.
She went downstairs and went back to cooking dinner with a heavy heart. When Burt came in and kissed her on the cheek she smiled at him. She really did love this man and she adored his son, it had been so easy to welcome Burt and Kurt into her heart. It had been so easy to start thinking of Kurt as her own and while she still loved them both and held them both close to her heart she couldn't help but feel like an outsider ashamed of what her blood had done to this family. It pained her to know Kurt, the boy she loved and thought of as her own, had effectively been tortured by her own son and to have to admit that to the man she loved and the father of that boy shamed her greatly. She was Finn's mother and as such held a certain amount of responsibility for the things he did and said. She would tell Burt what she had learned and hope they could get through this trial as they had so many others only this time it felt like it would be a trial in and of itself to get through this trial together.
Blaine woke to find Kurt still sleeping peacefully against him. He smiled dropping a kiss softly into the chestnut brown tresses before gently easing the boy down onto the pillows and slipping out of the bed. He couldn't help but smile tenderly at the boy who held his heart as Kurt's hand curled close to his flushed cheeks upon Blaine's departure. Quietly he slipped out of the room cellphone in hand. He made a quick call to his parents letting them know where he was and what had happened. His mother had instantly expressed her concern over Kurt's state and Blaine had to reassure her twice that his boyfriend was okay and would be alright and that there was no permanent damage done. Once he'd calmed his mother down she easily gave him permission to stay with the Hummel's for as long as they would have him and to let Kurt know that she and her husband wished him well and that they wanted to see him as soon as he felt up to it. Blaine remembered how he had needlessly worried before Kurt meant his parents for the first time.
"Hey baby," Blaine said opening the door pulling Kurt to him to kiss the boy on the cheek.
"Hey," Kurt said smiling, "something wrong?" the brunette asked perceptively.
"No," Blaine denied instantly then upon Kurt's dubious look, "just nervous I guess," he amended.
"Don't fret," Kurt said kissing him on the cheek and smiling winningly, "now introduce me."
"Yes sir," Blaine teased, Kurt looking at him haughtily.
"Mom, Dad," Blaine said entering the parlor, "this is Kurt Hummel, Kurt these are my parents Jane and Charles Anderson."
At first glance it became apparent where Blaine got his looks from, he looked so much like his mom just as Kurt greatly resembled his own mother. Jane Anderson was a relatively short woman no taller than 5'4" but she was absolutely beautiful. She had jet black curly hair that went down her back. The same curls and color Blaine had inherited though on this woman Kurt was hard pressed to say it looked even better. The weight from the length of her hair made her curls more manageable something to be envied really. Her eyes were the same hazel that seemed almost gold at times that Blaine possessed. She had the same olive complexion and full lips. The similarity between mother and son was startling. His father also had jet black hair but it was straight, combined with the startling blue of his eyes he reminded Kurt of a young and handsome Christopher Reeves really. Just as tall and strong looking it appeared as well. Apparently Blaine got his height from his mom but if the strength Kurt had felt at times was any indication he had a bit of his dad in him too. Together Blaine's parents were certainly a vision.
"Kurt dear it's lovely to meet you," Mrs. Anderson said walking over to hug Kurt and kiss each cheek.
"It's nice to meet you as well Mrs. Anderson," Kurt said politely smiling beautifully.
"Oh please just Jane dear," Mrs. Anderson said laughing, "someone says Mrs. Anderson and I look for my mother-in-law."
Kurt laughed pleasantly with her making Jane smile brightly.
"Kurt," Mr. Anderson said walking over extending a hand, "it's good to finally meet you; our son speaks of little else these days."
"The pleasure is all mine," Kurt said endearingly shaking the man's hand firmly in a way that would have made his own father proud, "I hope he speaks all good things."
"Oh of course," Jane said giggling, "if I didn't know any better I'd think you were an angel fallen from heaven with how Blaine waxes poetically over you."
"Mom!" Blaine said through gritted teeth making his mom laugh as she pat him on the back while Kurt arched his brows then smiled at him. Blaine felt his face go red as a tomato.
"Tease him later Jane dear," Charles said indulgently.
"Of course, let us all sit down for dinner shall we," she said guiding everyone into the formal dining room.
Kurt took the house in stride. It was huge and his whole house could probably fit in the Anderson's home twice over. It still managed to feel like a home though and Kurt was impressed with the interior design and décor decisions. It was a truly stunning home.
As everyone sat down for dinner the Anderson's asked Kurt all of the normal questions about grades, accomplishments, interests, and hobbies. Mr. Anderson was impressed and pleased by Kurt's 4.5 GPA and Mrs. Anderson was impressed by Kurt's knowledge of designers. The real turning moment had come when Mr. Anderson brought up the story of the summer he tried to rebuild a car with Blaine. Kurt had mentioned cars were an interest of his and Mr. Anderson had a hard time believing a boy who looked like Kurt would know much about cars. Kurt had asked what kind of car and Mr. Anderson had said figuring Kurt was asking to be polite but then when Kurt had responded with his own thoughts on that particular car and how it ran Mr. Anderson had been thoroughly impressed if a bit ashamed at his own stereotyping and misjudging. He'd spent the next hour talking to Kurt about all kinds of cars getting the boy's opinion on various matters till Mrs. Anderson had declared enough and said she wanted Kurt's opinion on this year's fashion line and that had sent the conversation in a whole different direction but one that Kurt kept up with just as easily. Both parents had been extremely impressed with Kurt's intelligence and wide range of interest and they both appreciated that he appeared to be a kind and sophisticated young man. Overall Blaine realized he'd worried needlessly. The night was an epic success to which Kurt had smiled knowingly but spared Blaine the 'I told you so'. Both parents had badgered Blaine about when he was inviting Kurt over again.
After that night Blaine began to grow closer to both his parents. His dad checked in on him more and started asking him questions and opinions. At first it had surprised Blaine and then over time it became the new normal and their relationship grew and they became closer. His mother who'd always taken a bit more interest than his dad did even more so after that night. Inviting him to go out with her and talk on more occasions. Slowly but surely Blaine and his parents repaired what had been a strained relationship between them.
Blaine continued to invite Kurt over and his parents grew closer to Kurt as they grew closer to him. Blaine recalled one day in particular he'd had Kurt over and he'd gotten up to get a drink and upon coming back had paused at the scene of Kurt drinking tea with his mother as they chatted over one thing or another while his father read a book by the fireplace occasionally asking a question and Blaine had suddenly realized Kurt had helped repair this family. Kurt had come into their lives and upended everything in the best way bringing him and his parents closer together which subsequently brought them closer together. Blaine didn't fail to notice how the flame of his parents love for one another had been brought back to life and fanned by their repaired relationship with their son and relationship to their son's boyfriend. Kurt had come along entering Blaine's life changing it for the better in every possible way. That was the first time Blaine recalled thinking how much he loved Kurt and wanted to spend the rest of his life loving him. The thought had caught him off guard at first and scared him with its intensity but he'd accepted it rather easily in the end.
The thought would sneak up and make itself known again but that first time was amazing. He remembered his mother's words when she first meant Kurt how he must be an angel fallen from heaven, Blaine couldn't have agreed more. Kurt, his beautiful angel, fallen into his life making all of the pieces fit back together again.
These days Blaine's parents were as close to Kurt as they were to Blaine. If anyone asked either of his parents they would both state that Kurt was part of the family and they thought of him as their son too. His mother fully expected Blaine to marry Kurt one day to which his father always told her not to rush the boys. Blaine secretly agreed with his mother but when the topic came up Kurt would always blush prettily and change the subject shyly telling Blaine without words he wasn't ready for that talk yet so Blaine let it go for now. They were 17 and seniors in high school there was time.
"Oh Blaine sweetie," Carole said as he came in the kitchen, "I was just about to come check on you two and see if you were staying for dinner."
"I'd love to stay for dinner," Blaine said smiling at the woman, "I spoke with my mother and explained what happened today and she said I was welcome to stay here as long as you'll have me," he said glancing to Burt knowing the final say of his staying the night would come from him.
Burt looked up at Blaine hearing the question in the statement and sighed. "You can stay the night Blaine," Burt said smiling as a grin wide enough to split the boy's face appeared on Blaine's face, "after the day you two have had I could hardly say no," the man chuckled. "Go and see if Kurt is feeling up to coming down for dinner would ya if he's not you can take a couple plates up there," Burt said and Blaine turned to go, "oh and let Finn know dinner is ready so he can come down," he added .
"Actually Finn isn't feeling well so he'll be taking dinner in his room," Carole said head snapping up not missing a beat.
Blaine stopped looking between the two adults confused. That confusion was mirrored on Burt's face.
"That kid is not blaming himself still is he?" Burt asked, "I can talk to him."
"No its okay," Carole said softly, "I spoke with him earlier and everything that has happened has just been a bit much and on top of that he's not feeling so great so I told him he could take dinner in his room tonight."
"Okay," Burt conceded trusting his wife that Finn was okay, "so just check on Kurt then Blaine."
Blaine smiled shooting off.
Carole laughed watching Blaine fly up the steps. "You do know he's going to be your son-in-law someday right," Carole said smiling at her husband.
"Yeah let's not push that thought process along eh, I'd like to keep my baby boy a bit longer and I'm losing him fast enough as it is," Burt grumbled.
"Of course," Carole said patting his hand. She smiled sadly and Burt was confused but he let it go for now.
Blaine smiled seeing Kurt was still sleeping as he came in the room. He turned the soft light on by Kurt's bed and sat next the boy gently. "Beautiful," he whispered kissing Kurt's cheek. Dark eyelashes fluttered against pale cheeks before those stunning eyes blinked open. Bright glasz eyes looking at Blaine not yet quite awake. "Hey there angel," Blaine said kissing those soft lips chastely. "Dinner's ready, you feeling hungry, maybe up to trekking downstairs to eat?" Blaine asked softly.
Kurt blinked his eyes open awakening slowly but surely. He smiled upon seeing Blaine nuzzling into the other boy. "Mmmm," he stretched wincing slightly, "I think I could go downstairs."
"Well if you're still hurting your dad said we could eat up here," Blaine said with that ulterior motive tone.
"What did you have in mind?" Kurt questioned knowingly quick on the uptake even upon waking.
"Maybe dinner and a movie," Blaine said nuzzling the soft cheek.
"Only if I get to pick the movie," Kurt bargained, "cause if I'm letting us eat on my bed we're watching what I want."
Blaine laughed, "as if I wouldn't give you your way anyway."
"Okay then I'm too sore to go downstairs and I wanna watch Pirates of the Caribbean," Kurt said laughing at the look on Blaine's face, "what?"
"Pirates really, I'm a little surprised," Blaine said and he was honestly a little surprised.
"Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp," Kurt said as if it should be obvious, "I mean come on Will Turner and Captain Jack Sparrow it's the best of both worlds and I do so like it when I don't have to choose," Kurt teased.
Blaine laughed, "you're no angel you're an imp now I remember how could I have been fooled." Kurt wiggled his eyebrows and Blaine laughed harder, "stop stealing my moves," he said kissing Kurt all over his face making the brunette laugh.
Once Kurt was sufficiently chastised with kisses and gropes of course to which he had smacked Blaine the curly haired boy had hopped up to go get the food. He informed Burt and Carole that Kurt was still hurting a bit and they were going to eat upstairs and watch a movie. Carole sent him back up with two plates of food, two plates of cheesecake, two diet cokes, and two extra strength Tylenol.
"Well that looks pretty perfect," Kurt said looking at the food.
"Pretty sure that was Carole's intention," Blaine grinned setting the food down and going about popping the movie in. "Take the pills before you eat so they can digest first," Blaine ordered.
"Yes Dr. Anderson," Kurt giggled.
"Dr. Anderson I do so love the sound of that," Blaine said seriously as he slipped the DVD in.
Kurt looked at him as he took the pills. "Are you serious?" he asked after swallowing the pills.
"Well I mean it is something I've always considered and I've taken classes to help me if I decide to take that route," Blaine said not prepared for the suddenness of this discussion.
"But I thought you wanted to perform or make or produce music, something in the arts anyway," Kurt said softly, "I didn't realize you had any serious intentions towards medicine."
"My father is a surgeon Kurt," Blaine said as if that should have been a clue.
"That's your father not you," Kurt said, "you don't have to be a doctor because your father is."
"No it's not that," Blaine said sighing, "okay look it's just over the last year my dad and I have gotten closer and we used to be close when I was younger and well I've always been interested in his work and over the last year I've talked to him about it more it's not that I don't like performing," Blaine said realizing his thoughts were coming out all jumbled at Kurt's look of confusion, "I've just always had an underlying passion for medicine and helping people and saving lives," he said trying to salvage his explanation.
"I didn't know you never said anything," Kurt said looking down.
"No hey," Blaine said scooting to Kurt lifting his chin with his hand. "Look Kurt let me explain," he said and at Kurt's nod he took a moment to orient his thoughts. "When I was a kid I used to love playing doctor," Blaine started, "I loved hanging out with my dad and hearing stories about his work." Blaine smiled remembering those days fondly, "when I started to get a little older and understand more I loved hearing about techniques he would talk about and reading medical journals with him there was just something about the idea of saving lives and helping people of holding a person's life in your hand that fascinated me and the idea of taking a person near death and saying no not on my watch and giving that person another chance, the rewarding feeling it would be to do a job like that," Blaine explained the passion coming through in his voice. Kurt nodded understanding what Blaine was saying completely.
"My dad encouraged that passion in me but then when I came out and suddenly our relationship was strained in a way it never had been," Blaine said sadly, "suddenly that encouraging voice wasn't there and we talked less and less and I didn't get to hear about his day anymore or about the lives he saved and suddenly just thinking about medicine and remembering that passion reminded me of the connection I didn't have with my dad anymore and it hurt to think about it so I stopped." Blaine stopped for a moment eyes faraway and Kurt placed a hand over his boyfriend's trying to comfort.
"Then I found music," he said shrugging, "I mean I always liked music and even taught myself to play the guitar but it had never really been the passion for me that it became," he explained, "in a way music gave me a way to express my grief over the loss of my relationship with my dad over the loss of a shared passion and over time it become more and more important and then music brought you into my life," Blaine said smiling at the chestnut haired boy, "suddenly it became even more important and your passion for performing is infectious Kurt let me tell you," he said smiling getting Kurt to crack a smile.
"When you came into my life, though I didn't know it at the time, you gave me my first passion back," he said smiling at Kurt's confusion, "after you meant my parents things started to get better for me with them, somehow you amazing boy you managed to fix something that was strained for years just by your very presence." Blaine shook his head recalling it. "I think they realized what had happened and how unnecessary it was because my mom and dad started talking to me more we started communicating again and spending time together, we repaired our relationship and reconnected and suddenly I had my dad back and he was telling me stories again and that passion I buried to spare myself pain came springing to life with a newfound life of its own."
Blaine smiled bringing his hand up to hold Kurt's cheek, "by being you and giving me a chance you gave me another chance to have a dream I once held," he said softly, "so yes there is every possibility that while you are taking the fashion world by storm and wowing audiences with your amazing performances and design genius that I will be helping people and hopefully saving lives and giving people another chance myself." He rubbed his thumb along the soft pale cheek, "I hope that's okay."
Kurt smiled eyes watery, "of course it's okay," he said softly moved by Blaine's words and his obvious passion of which he spoke of, "I just want you to be happy and living your dreams too and if that means seeing you in a fabulous suit with a white tailored coat I'm down," he said leaning his face into that hand.
Blaine chuckled leaning in and kissing those soft gorgeous lips. Kurt brought his arms up to wrap around Blaine's neck kissing the boy back sweetly.
"The food is gonna get cold," Blaine whispered against Kurt's lips.
"Just another moment," Kurt whispered pulling Blaine back in to kiss him.
Blaine could never deny this boy anything. So after a more than thorough make out session that left Kurt's head spinning from not just the bump on it and Blaine painfully aroused he slipped downstairs to reheat their food. Carole saw him and came over questioningly asking if something was wrong with the food and Blaine just mumbled they'd gotten distracted and it needed to be reheated and he'd do it and he was sorry. Midst his rambling mumbles Carole took the plates smiling at him obviously trying to not laugh. After the plates were reheated she handed them back with a wink and told him to try not to let it go cold and Blaine had blushed to the roots of his hair and practically ran upstairs Carole's laughter ringing behind him.
Burt was reading the paper as Carole slipped a cup of coffee in front of him. He smiled at his wife, "thank you sweetheart," he said giving her a kiss.
Carole smiled back at him getting herself some food and coffee. Once she sat down she couldn't eat so she pushed the grapefruit away and sipped at the coffee.
"So what's on your mind," Burt said putting the paper down causing Carole to look at him surprised, "we've been together long enough for me to know when something is bothering you," Burt said knowingly sipping his coffee, "so why don't you just tell me what's eating at you."
Carole sighed looking down at her coffee. "First I want to apologize," she said and at Burt's confusion she said, "this isn't going to be an easy conversation and it's going to be extremely hard to have so I just ask you let me say all I need to and then you can say whatever you need to." She was afraid if Burt interrupted at all she would never get everything out. Suddenly she started crying and Burt was up like a flash hugging her.
"Please Honey, what's wrong, whatever it is we'll figure it out," he said softly.
She placed a gentle hand on his arm pushing him back in his seat. "Okay," she pulled herself together wiping her tears trying to keep them at bay. "I went to check on Finn last night and he was upset and when I tried asked him what was wrong he mentioned being upset over not protecting Kurt properly after hurting him so much for so long."
Burt looked at her suddenly confused, the same confusion that had been on her face when Finn had started to confess his sins to her last night. "I was confused I asked him what he meant by hurting Kurt," she said softly and then proceeded to tell her husband, this man she loved with all her heart, all the terrible acts her son had admitted to engaging against this man's son. A boy whom Carole was convinced was the sweetest, kindest, most compassionate and forgiving soul to have ever walked this earth. That Kurt had not told of what had been done to him, that he'd protected Finn against the wrath of his parents and even forgiven him for what he had done to him was something Carole found truly astonishing.
After she finished telling Burt everything the two sat in silence. Burt had done Carole the favor of remaining silent he wasn't sure he could have said anything if asked. His face had gone white and then red upon listening to what his wife had to say and all he could feel was hurt and rage. Hurt that a boy he thought of like a son could have so hurt his actual son, his boy, the embodiment of everything good Elizabeth had left in this world. Rage at the fact that such acts had been committed against his son and that neither his own son nor Finn had sought to confess all this a long time ago. He wasn't so much angry at Kurt he knew now that Kurt had endured a lot he didn't tell his father about in a misguided attempt to protect him, when really it should have been the other way around. That Burt had failed so much more in the protection of his son then he realized stung deeply. He was more angry at Finn for doing what he did and then taking the cowardly way out letting Kurt protect him by keeping those acts a secret and letting it be swept under the rug.
"I told Finn to stay in his room last night," Carole said glancing at Burt then away, "told him to stay there all weekend with the exception of Sectionals tonight and I would bring him what he needed because frankly I couldn't bear to look at him after what he admitted to doing, I'm so disappointed and ashamed of him I never would have thought I would raise a boy capable of doing those things I truly thought I'd raised him better than that," she admitted sadly. "I told him I was going to tell you everything and we would decide what his punishment would be together, though truthfully I don't know that anything is fitting for what he's done I just I don't even know what to think or where to go from here I'm just so sorry Burt," she said sadly not sure what else to say.
Burt took a breath to calm himself and really looked at his wife. He could see she was hurting and how upset and miserable she was over all this. "Carole you can't take all the blame here," he said rationally, "you raised him yes but Finn was the one who went out and did those things." Burt sighed, "you've been a single parent practically that boy's whole life and I know that wasn't easy hell I was only a single parent after losing Lizzie when Kurt was eight and it was hard enough for that many years I can't imagine how much harder it would have been to do it all alone from practically the beginning." He placed a hand over hers surprising her in its gentleness making her eyes wetter, "all you can do is raise them the best way you know how and send them out into the world hoping and praying you've done a good enough job that they make the right decisions and they won't obviously always make the right decisions Kurt isn't perfect I know and he's made his share of mistakes," he said softly, "granted nothing as horrendous as this," he said some anger coming through making her wince, "but we will deal with this like you said, we're a family now for better or worse and despite how awful this is the fact is it is in the past and Finn has done nothing against Kurt for a while so he clearly realized what he was doing was wrong and is trying to change so that's a good thing."
Carole nodded still feeling awful but also feeling like there was hope. She and Burt continued to talk and discuss and try and decide together where to go from here as a family. After they were done talking and some decisions had been made she went up to get Finn and bring him downstairs. Her son was surprisingly up and dressed when she knocked and went in. It was obvious he still felt awful from the look on his face. He also looked terrified when she told him she had spoken with Burt and asked him to follow her downstairs. She decided to let him be scared for the journey.
Burt looked up as mother and son came in the kitchen and if looks could kill Finn was positive he would be ashes blowing in the breeze. He took the seat his mother guided him to which was thankfully next to her so she was between him and Burt.
"As I said I told Burt what you told me last night and we've had time to discuss some things," Carole started looking sternly at her soon who was glancing nervously between her and Burt. "I just want to say Finn I am still disappointed in you," she said upset, "I know I raised you better than this and the fact that you would do such things whether or not you were just going along with your friends upsets me greatly," Finn looked down in shame, "I am glad you had the sense to recognize what you were doing was wrong and to stop," she went on, "and I'm glad that you've tried to make amends with Kurt for what you did but you are going to punished Finn and I don't want you hanging around with anyone like those boys again," she said making him look at her, "I mean it Finn I'm proud that you stopped and recognized you were wrong but influences like those boys have no place in your life." Finn nodded quickly assuring her he didn't hang out with people like that anymore.
"Some of the guys I still hang out with were involved in stuff we did to Kurt but they've realized it was wrong like me," he said quickly when he saw her get angry, "we've realized it was wrong and all the guys I hang out with now wouldn't hurt Kurt like that and those that did have apologized to and are trying to make it right too," Finn said fidgeting.
"That's fine then," Carole said calming at that information, "but I don't want you associating with anyone who would hurt your brother like that again you hear me," he nodded so fast he looked like one of those bobble head dolls.
"I'm sure you know how upset I am with you," Burt said lowly making Finn flinch and glance warily at Burt.
"Burt I swear I'm sorry," Finn said big fat tears falling now, "I'm so sorry like really sorry not little sorry or fake sorry but like honest swear on my soul sorry," the boy said trying desperately to find the right way to apologize. "I know it was wrong and never should have done those things and I told Kurt I was sorry and I really am trying to make it up to him and be a good friend and brother."
Burt sighed, he couldn't help but feel for the kid, he did love Finn and it was obvious he was torn up over what he had done. "Look kid I love you but I ain't gonna lie when your mother told me what you confessed to there was a moment I was ready to strangle you," Finn looked up sharply, "but I'm not going to," Burt said and Finn relaxed, "I can tell your sorry and it does mean something that you came clean regardless of the hour upon which you did so."
"He means you shouldn't have waited so long to come clean," Carole said at Finn's confusion. "You should have said something before." Finn nodded knowing that was true.
"Point is you did come clean and that you are sorry and trying to make up for it like you said," Burt said, "but your definitely going to be punished for this," he said making Finn look down nodding dejectedly it was nothing the boy hadn't expected. He knew when he decided to tell his mom a sorry wasn't getting him out of this. "You're grounded for three months," Burt said causing Finn to look up. "What that means is for the next three months you don't leave this house unless it's to go to school or go to the garage. You can stay late for glee and football but you come straight home after. No hanging at Puck's house and no going out, nothing, school and home and the garage those are your only destinations for the next three months." Finn nodded waiting he knew there was more. "I'll still pay you for your time at the garage which will be on the weekends and at least one day a week but every dime you earn Finn every dime is going into Kurt's bank account it should help to make up for all the clothes I'm sure you've helped cause to ruin don't you think."
"Yes sir," Finn said sadly but understanding. He figured he owed Kurt as much he can't imagine how much some of his clothes had been that had been destroyed by dumpster tosses or slushies or those stupid pee balloons.
"Now we're going to tell Kurt that we know what's happened and that you came clean and that you've been punished but that's it," Burt said sternly, "my boy has suffered enough so we're not dragging him through this more than is necessary to make him aware of what's going on."
Finn nodded, "I'm sorry," he said again feeling like he couldn't say it enough.
"I know and I know Kurt knows," Burt said.
"Your still to stay confined to your room for the rest of the weekend like I said last night," Carole said, "I'll drive you to Sectionals tonight so Burt can stay here and make sure Kurt is okay and taken care of, you can head back up your room now and I'll bring you your breakfast," Finn nodded getting up slowly recognizing the dismissal. "And Finn," Carole said making him pause in the doorway, "when I bring your food up I'll be collecting your cell phone you can have it back on Monday."
Finn nodded and headed upstairs this weekend was really gonna suck but he knew he had no one but himself to blame.
"He'll be alright," Carole said getting up to start breakfast.
"We all will eventually," Burt said sipping his coffee and picking the paper back up.
Hazel eyes blinked slowly registering the brightness of the room; his room was never this bright in the mornings thanks to his curtains. He looked over blinking at the plantation blinds, wait…awareness came slowly but when it did he remembered he had stayed at the Hummel's last night. The recollection explained the warm body in his arms that he instinctively tightened his hold on and the chestnut brown strands in his line of vision.
Another thing became evident to Blaine as he became more awake. Apparently he was greeting the morning with an enthusiastic hello which he hardly felt he could be blamed for what with the enticing creature in his arms and all. He smiled as he heard a moan which was no doubt a sign of Kurt's arrival into the land of wakefulness. He placed a soft kiss on the back of the pale neck in front of him and the moan turned into a sound decidedly more pleasant.
"Morning beautiful," Blaine whispered into the delicate ear feeling the shiver run through the body in his arms. He loved that Kurt's neck and ears were so sensitive. "Sleep well?"
"Better than," Kurt replied voice soft with sleep not yet fully awake pressing back into the body behind him. He gasped suddenly, "Blaine is that?"
"Well what do you expect when I got you all perfect and warm and soft all up on me," Blaine teased making the boy in his arms giggle.
"Would you like some assistance with that," Kurt said impishly turning to look at Blaine blue green orbs half lidded.
"Mmmm what did you have in mind beautiful," Blaine said moaning as Kurt pressed against him in all the right ways.
Kurt rolled suddenly so he was on top of Blaine looking at the curly haired boy pupils blown, "nothing I'm sure you would oppose," he whispered leaning in kissing at the tanned neck hand sliding slowly down the toned body fingers playing against the skin along the top of the pant line.
"You'll find no objections here," Blaine murmured sliding his hand through the soft strands carefully remembering the injury from yesterday.
Kurt smiled against Blaine's neck before leaning in to kiss and suck at the boy's collarbone as his hand drifted down over the sweats Blaine slipped into last night to run along the inside of the boy's thigh firmly feeling the muscled definition in the legs under him. The brunette kissed up the exposed neck sliding over to kiss softly at first to the boy's lips before more firmly pressing against him, letting his wandering hand slip inside pants and boxers to firmly grip the hardened flesh there. Blaine moaned into the kiss bucking up slightly at that initial touch.
Kurt let his hand slide firmly over the cock encased in it a couple times using some precum that had gathered at the tip to let his hand slide more easily. Blaine gasped and he clutched onto the blue-green eyed boy as his fingers slid along the skin where his shaft meant the head and his own head rolled against the pillow as he moaned low in the back of his throat.
"Christ you're good at this," Blaine groaned lost in sensation.
Blaine pulled his boyfriends head down kissing him hard letting their tongues intertwine as Kurt continued firmly guiding his hand up and down and over the head creating a glove of sensations. Blaine shifted his leg to slide between Kurt's, pressing into the arousal he unsurprisingly found there causing Kurt to moan into the kiss.
The next few minutes were a haze of sensory overload as Kurt gripped the shaft in his hand sliding over the head and down pumping firmly but slowly his other hand gliding along the balls just begging to release as the brunette moved along the leg slotted between his own. Both boys came hard within seconds of each other breathing into each other as their bodies connected.
Kurt slipped to the side body pressed against Blaine's side as his head rested where neck meant shoulder. Blaine's arm held onto the boy hands running lightly across the pale boy's back soothingly as they caught their breath. As their breathing evened out and they both became aware of the mess cooling on both of them they smiled at one another as Kurt slid up kissing his boyfriend before suggesting they maybe shower before heading downstairs.
"Only if we get to shower together," Blaine said wiggling his eyebrows causing Kurt to laugh.
They got up reluctantly and pulled off their clothes Blaine grasping Kurt's hand to pull him into the en suite.
"No messing about in the shower," Kurt stated firmly.
Blaine just smirked pulling the brunette into the bathroom. A shower that should have taken 15 minutes tops ended up taking 30 because Kurt found he couldn't say no to Blaine any more than Blaine could say no to Kurt.
Kurt and Blaine were laughing with each other as they walked into the kitchen hair still wet from the shower and eyes bright bringing a happy atmosphere with them. Mood dampening a bit as they looked at Burt and Carole who looked at them smiles obviously strained.
"What's going on?" Kurt asked immediately recognizing something wasn't right. Blaine tensed beside him alerted by the adults and tone of Kurt's voice to the same conclusion.
"Why don't you both sit down and I'll get you some breakfast," Carole said rising.
Both boys nodded coming over and slipping into seats beside one another. Carole placed plates of pancakes in front of both boys with glasses of orange juice. As they slowly started to eat Burt spoke up.
"Finn spoke with his mother last night to inform her of some things," Burt said looking at Kurt. "And this morning she shared the information Finn shared with her last night with me and it was quite upsetting," the man said clearly upset but trying to rein it in.
"What things," Kurt said cluing in that it was something to do with him with the way both parents were looking at him.
"Honey he told me what he did to you," Carole said softly trying not to cry. Knowing what her son did was bad enough but having to look at Kurt's sweet face and kind eyes and think about it was a hundred times worse.
"What he did to me," Kurt echoed growing ever more worried. He could feel Blaine take one of his hands but it barely registered.
"He told us about the dumpster tosses and the slushies son," Burt said making Kurt's head snap from Carole to his father, "he also told us about the balloons and fessed up to how our lawn furniture got on our roof that one time," Burt said eyeing his son, "and he told us about a campaign at school using a word I will not repeat because it will not be spoken in this house so long as I'm breathing and living here," he said sternly leaving no doubt as to what said word was in the minds of all present.
Kurt thought he was about to start hyperventilating. All of the things he'd gone to great lengths to ensure his father never found out about apparently Finn felt necessary to revel to the light and Kurt was sure he was having a nightmare. "Dad," Kurt started but he didn't know what to say or where to even begin.
"Calm down son breathe," Burt said recognizing his son's shortened breaths, "you're not in trouble and while I wish you had told me about all this I understand why you didn't."
"Babe it's okay," Blaine whispered, though his own mind was whirling at what Burt had said. Kurt never mentioned any of this to him, it made the curly haired boy want to jump up and go punch Finn in much the same way he'd punched the jock who had hurt Kurt yesterday. If it weren't for his boyfriends obvious distress and the hand tightening on his indicating how much Kurt needed him at the moment he might have, consequences be damned.
"Look son I get it you were trying to spare me pain and I know when I had my heart attack it really scared you and then we were becoming a family and you saw how happy I was with Carole and I know why you never said anything I do," Burt said trying to calm his son. "I still wish you had told me I wish you would have given me the chance to try and protect you because Kurt I'm your father and that's my job and I would do anything to have been able to spare you at least some of what you've been through," Burt said gripping his son's other hand. "It's done though and it's in the past and all we can do is try to move on from here and try to do better going forward," he said squeezing his son's hand.
"Finn's on punishment this weekend and he's grounded for the next three months," Carole said speaking up. "Here, school and the garage are the only places he's allowed for the next three months and any money he makes at the garage over these three months is being put in your account to help pay for damages," she said matter of factually brooking no argument.
Kurt blinked looking between his parents extremely confused.
"We're only telling you this because we wanted you to be aware that we know everything now and that Finn's being punished and so you wouldn't be surprised when you saw the influx of funds," Burt said, "that's the only reason were even talking about it but now that you've been informed we're dropping the matter I don't want you to worry about it or think on it," Burt said firmly closing the discussion, "now both of you eat your breakfast and Blaine Carole will be driving Finn to Sectionals so if would like to stay with Kurt today she can give you a ride as well tonight then bring you back when it's over, Kurt as I'm sure you're aware you're staying here Carole advised me it's not wise for you to try and compete with your injuries and your glee director understands having been at school when this happened so it's you and me for a while tonight buddy." With that the man got up pulling his son up with him hugging him tightly though mindful on the injuries before walking off.
Carole came over hugging Kurt as well. "It's okay sweetheart, you brave boy," she said hand against his cheek, "I'm so sorry," she sniffed and then smiled at him, "you just eat your breakfast and I want to look at those cuts later make sure there still okay before I take Blaine and Finn to Sectionals," she said softly before walking off.
Kurt fell back into his chair and Blaine put a hand on his back rubbing gently. "You okay baby."
"I don't think I totally understand what just happened here," Kurt said softly trying to take it all in.
Blaine smiled at him, "something good I'm pretty sure," he said squeezing his hand.
"Something good," Kurt repeated still seeming a bit lost.
"Something good," Blaine agreed.