So thank you all so much for the reviews! And the next chapter goes to *drum roll* Orchestra -Eight who had the awesome idea of Finn trying to steal Kurt's food and Kurt growling at him! Well I hope you enjoy the chapter because I know I will have fun writing it! I'm also including Canadian-23 idea of Blaine singing my heart will go on.

Chapter 26- Don't steal my things

Blaine was surprised when he got a call from Burt Hummel on Friday night.
"Hey Blaine," Burt said gruffly.
"Hello Burt," Blaine said, slightly shocked.
"Sorry to give such short notice but Kurt was wondering if you would join us for dinner," Burt said. "We're going out for tea."

"Oh, I would love to," Blaine grinned.
"Great, do you need us to pick you up?" Burt asked.
"No, It's OK. I can meet you there. Where are we going?" Blaine asked.
"Just to Breadstixs," Burt said.
"Cool. I'll meet you there," Blaine grinned.
"Great. Oh, and sorry Kurt didn't call you but he's got some fashion emergency or something," Burt said and Blaine chuckled.

"That's fine. I'll be there soon," Blaine grinned and hung up. He dressed quickly but fashionably (Kurt would never forgive him if he didn't) and headed to Breadstixs. Kurt was waiting out the front for him and visibly brighten when he saw the car. Blaine got out and headed to Kurt. They hugged quickly (not big on PDA) and headed inside. Blaine slid into a seat next to Kurt and across from Finn, Burt and Carol.

"Hey Blaine," Finn grinned goofily and Blaine chuckled.
"Hey Finn. Thanks for inviting me," Blaine said, indicating to Burt and Carol.
"No problem dear," Carol smiled. A waiter came up and they ordered drinks and had a look at the menu.

"So how is school going?" Carol asked and Blaine launched into a tale of Wes and Dave's recent escapade that involved Wes's gavel, whipped cream and a Nintendo 64. By the end of the tale they were all in stiches and Kurt rolled his eyes. They ordered dinner and continued to talk about school.
"Mr Schuster has gotten us doing mash up's again," Finn sighed.
"Original," Kurt said dryly.

"Well, what are the Warbler's doing?" Carol asked.
"I'm trying to convince them to do a Celine Dion song," Kurt said. "But so far no good."
Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you go on

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Blaine sung quietly and Kurt gazed at him with such a loving look. Finn whistled and they clapped and Blaine blushed slightly. He was saved by the waitress who delivered the food. They chatted about anything and everything. Burt engaged Blaine in a conversation with Finn about the Buckeyes while Carol and Kurt talked about fashion.

Finn finished his meal quickly and was eyeing Kurt's fish. Kurt was eating slowly, savouring the taste. Finn always ate too fast and never let his meal just sit for a bit. The other's were nearly done and Finn was still hungry.
"Are you going to eat all that?" Finn asked Kurt.
"Yes," Kurt said, eyeing Finn.

Finn pouted and watched Kurt eat his meal.
"Are you sure?" Finn asked.
"Yes, Finn. I'm sure I'm going to eat my dinner," Kurt said, glaring slightly.
"Can I have a taste?" Finn asked.
"No. You had your meal," Kurt said, putting a bit in his mouth.

"Come on, just a bit," Finn whined.
Burt could see what was happening. The thing about cat's was they didn't like to share their food. Kurt was no exception to the rule.
"Finn, just let him eat his meal," Burt said. Blaine could tell that Burt knew something about Kurt and food.

"Come on," Finn said, leaning over with his fork and about to stab a bit that Kurt had just cut off.
Kurt had lightning fast reflexes and knocked Finn's fork out of the way with his now and hissed loudly, growling with a meow mixed in and he was sneering.
"Don't touch it," Kurt hissed.

Finn leant back in shock, dropping his fork. Carol sat there with wide eyes and Blaine was very surprised. Burt was the only one who seemed unaffected. Kurt leant back, biting his lip, embarrassed by his behaviour and annoyed at the same time.
"Woah, dude," Finn breathed.
"Sorry," Kurt mumbled. They sat in silence then, Kurt now just playing with his food.

"I need the bathroom," Kurt mumbled. Blaine scooted out, Kurt following him every inch and Blaine was barely on his feet before Kurt was passed him and heading the bathroom.
"What was that all about?" Carol asked, confused.
"Cat's don't like to share food," Burt explained. "You got to remember that Kurt has a lot of cat instincts him and he can't always control himself."

"So I guess now would not be a good time to steal some of his food," Finn said.
"Not if you don't want your eyes scratched out," Burt said.
"Is he even going to finish it?" Finn asked.
"Probably not," Burt shrugged. "Look, it took me years to get him to share dessert with me. You just have to go slowly. Kurt isn't nearly as open as he was when it was just the two of us."

They all nodded and Blaine made a mental note of it. Kurt came back and Blaine slid over so Kurt was now on the edge.
"Sorry," Kurt said again quietly.
"It's Ok," Burt said. Dinner was awkward for the rest of the night and they left early. Blaine drove Kurt back and it was silence. They sat in the car for a while.

"I'm sorry. You must think I'm crazy," Kurt sighed.
"I know you're not," Blaine said. "And I'm happy to learn about all about you."
"Even the crazy stuff?" Kurt asked, eyes wide.
"Especially the crazy stuff," Blaine assured him.

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