Kurt was greeted back home after spending the night at Blaine's by Finn pulling him forcibly into his bedroom.
"Finn! What the hell?" Kurt shrieked. But Finn ignored him and just shut and locked the door behind him.
"Are you dating Blaine Anderson, the French TA?" Finn asked, bluntly.
You see, after Finn had overheard Kurt and Burt's conversation yesterday, he had put two and two together. He thought back to all the guys named Blaine that he knew, and could only think of one. And that one particular Blaine happened to be the same one who Kurt ate lunch with every day. Who Kurt spent a lot of free time grading papers with. Who Santana had mentioned she thought Kurt had a crush on. So, he decided he would confront Kurt about it when he got home and find out the truth.
"Finn, don't be ridiculous," Kurt sighed, trying his best to keep the look of fear out of his eyes.
"So then you guys are just friends? That's why you spent the night at his house last night?" Finn asked, completely oblivious.
"How did you know about that?" Kurt asked, startled.
"I heard you talking to your dad about it yesterday," Finn shrugged.
"Finn Hudson, you need to learn to mind your own business. Blaine and I are just friends. He needed help with grading a few midterm exams over the break, so I went over there to help him. Now, have I answered all of your questions?" Kurt huffed, angrily.
"Uhhh... yeah. Sorry dude," Finn apologized, then unlocked the door so Kurt could leave his room. But before Kurt could make it to his own bedroom, he was stopped by yet another person. His dad.
"Hey, uh, Kurt? Could I talk to you for a second?" Burt asked.
Kurt sighed, then nodded, and let his dad follow him into his bedroom. Both men sat down on Kurt's bed.
"About this new friend of yours... Blaine. Well, Finn came to me yesterday after you left and told me he was suspicious that you two were an item. Is this true?" Burt asked, wringing his hands together, trying not to appear too uncomfortable.
"Oh my god, Finn Hudson! I will kill you!" Kurt shrieked, loud enough for Finn to hear down the hall.
"Okay, okay, that's enough of that. Just answer the question," Burt said.
"Is that all Finn said? That he thought Blaine and I were dating?" Kurt asked, worried that Burt would know Blaine was his TA. But, then again, if his dad knew that, he was sure he would have been much angrier by now.
"Yeah. Why, is there something else I need to know?"
"No! I, uh... no. He and I are just friends," Kurt tried, but he knew his dad would see right through it.
"So how long have you two been together? And why didn't you tell me about it before now?" Yep. Burt saw right through it. Figures.
"Since my birthday, so a few months," Kurt sighed, giving up. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was just... scared, I guess."
"Why would you be scared? You know I accept you no matter what, right?"
"You say that now..." Kurt mumbled.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"So am I going to get to meet him?" Burt asked.
And oh! Wait! Now Kurt had an idea. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all... as long as Burt never found out Blaine worked for the school, that is.
"Actually... would it be okay if Blaine spent Christmas with us? His family isn't really accepting of him and so he's going to be spending it alone."
"Yeah, sure kiddo. That's too bad about his family. Some people can be real jerks. But I'm looking forward to meeting him. And I'm happy for you, kid. You deserve this." Burt patted Kurt's back, then left the room.
And now Kurt just had to figure out what to do about Finn. But it would be worth it, if it meant Blaine wouldn't have to be alone on Christmas.
"Finn, I need to talk to you," Kurt said as he cornered Finn in his room a few hours later.
"Okay... is this about me assuming earlier? Because I'm really sorry about that-" Finn started.
"Yeah, it is about that. You were right. Blaine and I are dating," Kurt said, trying to keep his voice level as he admitted it out loud.
"WHAT? Dude, are you serious? That's a huge deal! Oh my god what if you guys get caught? Blaine could get fired!" Finn shouted.
"Shut up!" Kurt yelped, putting a hand over Finn's mouth. "I don't want the whole house to know. And yes, Finn, we are very much aware of the consequences if we were to get caught. Which is why it is vital that you keep this a secret, okay?" Finn nodded his head, and Kurt removed his hand.
"Okay, so here's the deal. Dad knows Blaine and I are dating, no thanks to you, and so does Mercedes. But, the thing dad doesn't know is that Blaine is a TA at McKinley. So I'm going to need you to keep that a secret when Blaine comes over for Christmas, okay? Act like you and Blaine are just now meeting, and that you only had suspicions of him and I dating because you overheard me talking about it on the phone with Mercedes or something. Dad should buy that. Can you pull that off?" Kurt asked, glaring at Finn.
"Yeah, yeah. I can do that," Finn nodded frantically.
"Okay. Good. Thank you, Finn. And don't screw this up."
"Thanks for meeting me at the park so last notice," Kurt said, taking Blaine's hand in his own while strolling around an empty park.
"Of course," Blaine replied. "Like I would ever pass up an opportunity to see you."
Kurt smiled at Blaine and leaned in for a chaste kiss.
"Well, in that case, you'll be happy to hear that you'll be seeing me again in two short days," Kurt spoke as he barely pulled away from Blaine's lips, then immediately leaned back in for another short kiss. Blaine pulled away, abruptly.
"Wait... what? Christmas is in two days. You can't leave your family to see me on Christmas, Kurt. I won't allow it," Blaine argued.
"I know. Which is why you'll be spending Christmas at my house," Kurt smiled.
Blaine was speechless.
Finally, "How?"
"My dad found out about us," Kurt started, but Blaine cut him off with a loud, "WHAT?"
"Don't worry. He doesn't know you're a TA. All he knows about you is that your name is Blaine."
"But what about Finn? Finn will surely recognize me. I know he can be a little dense, but..."
"Well... about that..."
"Oh god. He knows too, doesn't he? How?" Blaine groaned.
"He figured it out. He overheard me asking dad if I could spend the night at your house and he put two and two together. I'm sorry. I've sworn him to secrecy, so hopefully our secret will be safe," Kurt said as he wrapped his arms around Blaine, pulling the older man close. "Besides, even if he does say something, I'm sure no one will believe him. I mean, for god's sake, he thought he got a girl pregnant via hot tub sophomore year," Kurt laughed.
Blaine giggled halfheartedly. "Okay... it just, makes me nervous, you know? But whatever. You're worth it. I'm sure we'll be fine."
"We will be fine. I just know it. So, you need to get home and start packing a bag, because you're coming over tomorrow night for Christmas Eve, and then you'll get to enjoy Christmas with the Hudmels!"
Kurt was a nervous wreck. It was Christmas Eve and Blaine would be over any minute to spend the night. At his house. With his family. Oh god.
Kurt didn't have much more time to panic, though, because, at that moment, there was a knock on the front door. Blaine had arrived.
Kurt rushed to the door so he could open it before anyone else got there, and quickly ushered Blaine inside.
"Merry Christmas Eve," Kurt whispered, then quickly kissed Blaine on the cheek while they were still alone.
"You too. Are you freaking out as much as I am?" Blaine asked, practically shaking with nerves.
"Completely," Kurt nodded.
"Kurt, is that Blaine?" Burt called from the other room.
"Yeah, dad," Kurt replied, and then heard Burt heading into the entryway to meet Kurt's boyfriend.
"Hi, I'm Mr. Humme-" Burt started, holding out a hand to shake Blaine's as he entered the room, but he stopped short when he saw how Blaine was so obviously older than Kurt, even if by only a few years. "How old are you?"
"Dad!" Kurt shrieked, embarrassed by his dad's blunt question.
"It's okay, Kurt. I'm twenty-one, sir," Blaine replied, trying his best to appear respectful and brave in the presence of the burly man. A man he could not believe could be Kurt's father. Blaine was as good as a dead man.
"Twenty-one...?" Burt asked, as if trying to determine whether or not this was okay.
"Yes, dad. Blaine is three years older than me. Is that going to be a problem?" Kurt asked with a bit of attitude.
"Ummm... well, no. I suppose not. I mean, it's not like you exactly have a lot of choices in gay men in Ohio, now do you?" Burt shrugged, while Kurt groaned and tried to hide the blush of embarrassment that was spreading across his face. Blaine suppressed a giggle.
"I guess not, Mr. Hummel. But even if I did have hundreds of men to choose from, I can guarantee that I would still choose Kurt," Blaine replied, a broad grin on his face. And now Kurt was blushing even harder. Burt just smiled and turned to walk out of the room.
"It's late, boys. I'll let you get to bed. Blaine, you're sleeping on the couch," Burt called over his shoulder.
"Yes, sir," Blaine replied.
"I'm sorry about that... all of that," Kurt said as soon as Burt was out of ear shot.
"It's fine. I didn't expect any less. I'm just grateful your dad is letting me spend Christmas with you guys," Blaine replied, pulling Kurt in for a good night kiss. "I'll see you in the morning, okay?"
"Okay. Good night. Love you," Kurt said before turning to head up the stairs.
"I love you, too."
"It's Christmas! It's Christmas!"
Kurt groaned and rolled over in his bed. This could not be happening.
"Wake up! Wake up! It's Christmas, Kurt!" Blaine shouted, jumping up and down on top of Kurt, who was still trying to get in a few more minutes of sleep in his warm, comfy bed.
"Oh my god, Blaine, shut up! I swear, you're like a puppy," Kurt complained. Blaine just giggled, then started attacking Kurt's face with small licks.
"Oh, gross! Blaine, stop!" Kurt squealed, but he was laughing now too.
"Only if you get out of bed! You have presents waiting for you downstairs. How could you not be more excited about that?"
Kurt just rolled his eyes, then gradually made his way out of bed. "I don't know why I love you sometimes..." Kurt joked.
Blaine just smiled in return and pulled Kurt into a brief kiss. "Mmmm... I love you, too. Now come on, let's go downstairs."
When the men got downstairs, the rest of the family was already there, sitting around the Christmas tree, opening presents.
"Hi Blaine. It's nice to finally meet you," Finn greeted, then looked anxiously at Kurt to make sure he was doing okay at keeping their secret. Kurt just rolled his eyes, then nodded at Finn.
"Kurt, come sit over here. You've got presents to open. Blaine, you too," Burt called out.
"I... what?" Blaine asked, startled.
"What, you think I would invite you over for Christmas and not give you any presents? You underestimate how wonderful I am," Kurt smiled, taking his seat next to his dad.
"God, I love you," Blaine sighed, then realized the entire room had gone silent, all eyes on him. Kurt was trying his best to hold back a smirk.
"Ummm... Blaine? Could I talk to you in the kitchen for a minute?" Burt asked.
"Sure thing, Mr. Hummel," Blaine gulped.
Burt got up from his spot on the couch next to Kurt, then walked into the kitchen, not even bothering to look back to see if Blaine was following.
"So... you love my son," Burt said, rather than asked.
"Yes sir."
"And he loves you. I can tell."
"Yes sir."
"Good. I'm glad. I'm not going to lie... your age difference caught me a little off-guard, but I suppose it could be worse." Burt didn't noticed Blaine's grimace at his words. "Kurt's been through a lot, which I'm sure he's told you all about, and he deserves some happiness in his life. So I'm trusting you to give that to him, okay?"
Blaine nodded.
"Also, hurt him, and I'll have your head."
Blaine gulped.
"Now get back in there and spend Christmas with my son," Burt smiled, patting Blaine on the back, completely missing the small panic attack Blaine seemed to be having.
A/N: Huh... so I had originally planned for Burt to meet Blaine without realizing who he was, but I didn't think it would be on Christmas. Damn, these characters just have a mind of their own. I was writing the chapter and all of a sudden, Kurt's just like, "hmm... I think Blaine should spend Christmas with me. I'm going to tell EVERYONE!" Crazy SOB... :p
Anyway, hope you guys liked. The next chapter is my favorite. Not gonna lie. It's the first chapter I thought of when I thought up this story, and is kind of my inspiration to write this story in the first place, so... get excited :)