Burt Hummel was not normally an angry man. In fact the last time Kurt had seen him truly angry was when he'd been caught drinking at school, but that was nothing compared to the look on his face when he practically jumped out of his truck and ran to the front porch. That was the point that Kurt realized he was still sitting in Dave's lap and his father didn't know that they were even dating. The last that Burt had heard about David Karofsky he was a bully and a homophobe that made his son's life miserable, so to come home and see cop cars in front of his house and Kurt in his lap was, to say the least, both infuriating and confusing.

"What the fuck is going on?" Kurt jumped up and ran to his father hugging him tightly and finally breaking down and crying into his fathers shirt.

"B-B-Blaine is a-a psych-chopath. He broke in and tried to ki-kill me and Dave! I was s-so sc-scared daddy! He had a g-gun and he just kept sc-screaming a-and I thought I w-was gonna d-die!" At his sons hysterical explanation he paled and started shaking with rage. He was gonna tear that Blaine kid apart! Unfortunately he couldn't do it right now, his son needed him. As much as he wanted to comfort Finn and ask why that Karofsky boy was here he knew that Kurt needed him more and so he left the other boys to Carole and her motherly ways.

After Blaine was arrested, evidence collected, and the boys explained what happened over and over again for what seemed like forever, the cops finally left with Blaine handcuffed in the backseat of a cop car and Kurt breathed a sigh of relief.

They all went back inside and sat around the dining room table in uncomfortable silence while Carole made them tea. When she had given everyone a cup of hot sweet tea she sat down and Burt cleared his throat. "I'm gonna try not to get angry, boys. But I want to know why 'Dave' here was in my house alone with my son this morning and where his brother was at the time." He leveled a look at all three boys and watched each of them cringe as he waited for an answer. "Someone better give me a goddamn answer real quick."

Kurt's eyes widened and Carole gasped at hearing Burt curse. He was never a man to use profanity lightly and the explitive just drove home exactly how deep of trouble they were in.

Kurt opened his mouth to speak but Dave beat him to the punch. He squared his jaw and looked the terrifying man straight in the eyes, "Mr. Hummel, I know you know who I am and all the things I did to Kurt but I'm not the same person I was. I l-love your son and I've been dating him for about a week. I know you may not like it and you may hate me but the only way you're getting rid of me is if Kurt tells me that he doesn't want me around anymore. I know what I did was horrible and I don't deserve him or his love or forgiveness but he gave it anyway and I'm in this for as long as he'll have me. To be honest you terrify me sir but I'm not going to back down from the greatest thing that's ever happened to me. And he is, sir."

Everything was quiet for a few minutes as Burt digested the news that his son was dating his former tormentor. He'd just broken up with the psycho hadn't he? He turned his eyes to his son and took in the way he clung to the older boy's hand. "Kurt? Is this all true?"

He nodded his head and whispered, "Yes daddy."

For the first time he was starting to realize that not all of the bruises on his son's pale skin were from that psycho tossing him around, there were definitely a few hickeys visible on his neck and shoulders. He took a deep breath and as calmly as possible asked, "Are you trying to tell me that while we trusted you enough to leave you alone in the house, you invited your boyfriend for a sleepover?"

Kurt lowered his head and quietly said, "Yes sir."

"Did you have sex with this boy Kurt?"

"...Yes sir..."

Dave paled as Burt abruptly stood from the table and went into the kitchen after barking a terse, "Don't move!" No one dared move an inch until he returned a minute later with a glass of bourbon. "Not a word about the alcohol Kurt. It's either this or punch this punk in the face." Kurt wisely kept his mouth shut.

After taking a drink from his glass Burt sighed and directed his attention to Finn, "And where were you Finnegan? While your brother was 'busy'?"

Under Burt's glare Finn didn't even last five seconds before he blurted out, "I was at Mercedes house. I came home early because Mr. Jones caught me in her room this morning. I didn't know this would happen or I would have never left him alone! I'm sorry. I was supposed to keep him safe while you were gone and I didn't. I'm so sorry dad. I didn't mean to. I didn't know he would get hurt. I was supposed to protect him," and then Finn finally fell apart and started crying. He was immediately gathered into his mothers arms as she shushed him and rocked him until the sobs died down.

"We'll talk about this later. Go to your room Finn. I have to deal with your brother first." Finn immediately jumped up and ran to his room, happy to be out of the line of fire for the time being. Carole followed him upstairs leaving the boys alone with Burt.

"So. Tell me how this happened," he sighed as he gestured between the two of them, trying to ignore the fact that the shirt Kurt was wearing was obviously not a part of his own wardrobe.

Kurt took a deep breath and recounted the last week starting from Dave's song all the way to when Burt pulled into the driveway, editing out the dirty parts of course. His dad didn't need to know that much.

At the end of their story Burt's glass was almost empty. He looked Dave straight in the eye and said, "I don't like you. Not only did you harass my son to the point of driving him away from his own school and friends, then you start dating him without my knowledge. But that's not just your fault that's on Kurt too, he should have told me from the beginning. Then you have the audacity to have sex with him in my house while I'm away. Give me one fucking reason I shouldn't shoot you right now."

During Burt's speech Dave grew several shades paler and tightened his grip on Kurt's hand. By the end of the speech he was sweating but his voice was steady when he replied, "I love your son. I love him the moment I saw him when I was fourteen years old. The moment he stepped off the bus that first day in eighth grade I thought he was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. He was wearing a pink sweater and ballet flats and purple jeans. I remember thinking that he looked like an angel. During lunch he'd go to the music room and play with the piano and sing, it took me a long time to realize he was a boy since we didn't have any classes together but once it clicked I kind of freaked out but I couldn't help but watch him." He looked at Kurt and saw the tears in his eyes and smiled as he continued, "I know that his favorite cookie is oatmeal raisin walnut from the organic bakery on third street. I know that he loves gummi bears but not gummi worms because you can bite the heads of first. He's got a sharp wit and an even sharper tongue. His favorite color is chartreuse and it kills him that he can't wear it because it doesn't match his skin tone. Most people think his eyes are blue but they're actually glasz. His favorite movie is Kiss Kiss Bang Bang even though he'd go to his grave saying that it was RENT. His favorite song is Glycerine and he listens to Simon & Garfunkel when he's depressed." He looked at the shocked face of Burt Hummel and confidently declared, "And one day I'm going to marry him and spend the rest of my life doing everything I can to make sure he never regrets loving me."

After a minute of stunned silence he turned to look at his son, "You really love this guy Kurtie?"

Kurt's smile was bright as he nodded and wiped the tears from his eyes. "Yeah daddy. I love him a lot."

Burt sighed and stood up from the table with a nod and said, "Alright. There's not much I can do to stop ya. Since you've already had sex there's not much point in trying to stop you from doing it again. You'll just end up doing it somewhere else and I'd rather you were at least indoors. You can stay the night Dave since it's already pretty late. Kurt's room is soundproofed but try to keep the noise down." He walked towards the stairs and turned back to look at his mortified son. "Kurt? You did use protection right?"

Kurt bit his lip and looked down at his lap, knowing there was no point in lying since he was horrible at it, choosing to not say anything instead.

"KURT HUMPHREY ELIZABETH HUMMEL! I can't belie-I just- I expe-I can't talk to you about this right now! Go to your room! Both of you!" he yelled as he stomped upstairs. When he got to his and Carole's bedroom he was surprised to see her already in the room. "How's Finn?"

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close, "Sleeping. All the crying wore him out. I told him you'd talk to him tomorrow." They held each other for a while, the stress of the day catching up to them.

"Hey Carole? He called me Dad..." If she felt a few teardrops slide down his face she didn't say anything.

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Dave and Kurt ran to Kurt's basement bedroom and locked the door behind them. Dave looked down at his boyfriend and whispered, "DUDE! YOUR DAD IS FUCKING SCARY!"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Dave my dad literally just told you that my room is soundproof. Why are you whispering?"

Dave smiled and grabbed the slender waist of his irresistable boyfriend. "Oh yeah I forgot about that. How about we test your soundproofing as I kiss every inch of your body?" He pushed Kurt backwards towards the bed until he fell back on it, picking up one delicate foot and kissing each toe one by one before lightly sucking on the tip of his big toe. Kurt moaned and squirmed at the erotic/ticklish sensation but Dave quickly moved on kissing his way down the arch of his foot, slowly making his way up Kurt's leg, undressing him along the way. When he got to his inner thigh he slowly licked his way to the crease between thigh and groin and licked his way to a sharp hipbone before giving it a quick nip with his teeth.

Kurt keened and bucked his hips as he felt Dave move closer to his cock, his breath hitching as he felt those wonderful soft lips brush against the swell of his balls. Dave was deliberately teasing him and it was driving him insane. Using the element of surprise to his advantage he flipped Dave over and quickly straddled him, grinding his ass down into the hard line of Dave's erection.

Dave reached his hands up to grab Kurt's hips but found himself immobilized as Kurt held his arms by the wrists, pressing them to the bed. "I don't think so. It's my turn now." Kurt climbed off of his lap and bit his lip, trying to figure out the logistics of his plan as he removed the rest of their clothes. In one graceful movement he climbed back over Dave's body so that he was facing his cock while his ass was postitioned over Dave's face. Wasting no time he sucked Dave into his mouth and moaned as he felt Dave's hands spread his cheeks as his tongue found his hole.

The more he put into sucking the mouth-watering dick in front of him the harder David tongued his ass, thrusting his tongue inside and licking and sucking the tight ring of muscles that squeezed him so fucking tight. After what couldn't have been more than ten minutes both boys were panting and on the edge of orgasm. Dave pulled Kurt up off his dick and quickly positioned him over his hips, ready to watch Kurt's ass take him in as he rode his cock.

Just as he was about to impale Kurt on his length he remembered what Kurt's dad said about condoms. "Kurt hold on I've gotta get a condom baby." Instead of waiting Kurt pushed Dave back down on the bed and sank onto his cock.

He looked over his shoulder at his boyfriend as he slowly rode him and moaned out, "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Besides I love the feel of your cum leaking out of me. It makes me feel so... owned. I like feeling like I'm yours."

Dave groaned at the thought of owning Kurt, his mind conjuring up images of licking up his own cum as it slowly leaked out of his boyfriends well-fucked hole and grabbed Kurt by the hips and lifted, slamming him down before lifting him back up again and again.

Kurt was moaning and calling out the name of every deity and designer he could think of as his prostate was assaulted repeatedly. He came almost embarrasingly quick but Dave came immediately after him. He could feel the hot sensation of cum filling his ass as David thrust up into him one last time before lifting his practically limp body off and laying him down on his stomach on the bed before he felt the bed shift. Thinking Dave was getting a washcloth Kurt squeaked when he felt Dave part his cheeks and lick the cum that had trailed down his thigh before he sealed his mouth around his hole and sucked, pulling all the cum out of him and leaving Kurt a happy twitching mess on the bed by the time he was done.

Kurt barely had the energy to say I love you before he passed out. He fell asleep with a smile on his face covered in sweat and cum and ridiculously happy. What a wonderful end to a horrible day.

AN: Obviously no songs in this chapter lol The chapter title is from 99 Red Balloons although personally I prefer 99 Luftballoons. I thought that it was appropriate considering this is like the aftermath of the psycho Blaine thing. Whateva. I don't know if I'm gonna keep this chapter or rewrite it later but I figured I kept you guys waiting long enough why not post it?

Speaking of keeping you waiting, I'm sorry about that. I'm not gonna give you some sob story about how my life is so hard and finals suck. I'm not in college or anything like that. I'm just lazy and I smoke a lot so if I haven't updated in a while feel free to bitch at me. I won't get pissed off. As always review! And I love you all.