Alright, I'm back! I debated whether or not to keep writing this, but since it was pretty well-received the first time I figured why not. This chapter focuses on Klaine's new relationship and their first date!

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"Wow, this place sure is decorated for Christmas." Kurt observed.

Him and Blaine had just finished ice skating downtown ( Well, ice falling was a better way to put it), and had decided to stop in at Shirley's for some coffee. They were seated at their usual table, staring out the window as snow fell outside. The energy between them was odd, far more awkward then ever before.

Blaine nodded, sipping his drink. "Yeah, it is. I find it so ironic that public places feel the need to decorate so early- it's barely past Thanksgiving." He let out a small sigh, leaning back in his chair. "Anyway, I had fun today. It was nice to get out of the house for a change."

Kurt smiled. "Yeah, I agree. Thanks for the coffee, it's just what I needed after freezing my butt off on that ice."

Blaine laughed, tossing his now empty cup into the garbage can beside them. "You think your butt is cold? I spent about ninety percent of the time falling."

"Oh I know, I had to help you up every time... you really aren't that graceful."

Blaine rolled his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, well, thanks for that. My self esteem is shattered."

"Oh, shut up." Kurt stood, coffee in hand. "Should we head out? The snow's slowed down."

"Yeah sure."

The walk home was quiet for the most part. Every once in awhile one of them would crack a joke or bring up school, but none of these conversations lasted more then a couple of minutes. When they finally reached the corner between their houses, they paused.

"Thanks for planning this, Kurt. I really enjoyed it."

"Falling in the middle of an ice rink? Trust me, I enjoyed watching it." Kurt joked, his eyes twinkling.

Blaine chuckled. "Why, because you got to see my butt every time?"

"You caught me." Kurt still couldn't believe it. Here he was, standing in the middle of the sidewalk next to the most magnificent boy he'd ever met.

"Well, I should probably go." Blaine said, smiling once more.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Blaine raised his eyebrows, confused. "No, I don't think so..."

Kurt rolled his eyes, grabbing Blaine by the arm and pressing his lips to his own. They kissed for awhile, the snow falling around them. Suddenly it wasn't as cold as before, and as they held each other both of them knew that this was the beginning of something amazing.

"Wow." Blaine breathed, slowly breaking away. "I'm sure glad you reminded me, otherwise I would've left without that."

"You're welcome." Kurt blushed, his eyes still on Blaine's lips. "I should probably go. Otherwise we'll be here all night."

Blaine smiled. "Bye, Kurt. See you later."

That night, after the dishes were done, the family did what they did almost every Friday night- turn on a movie and relax together before going to bed. Tonight's movie happened to be one of Kurt's favorites and a classic- The Sound of Music. Finn of course wasn't too thrilled about this selection, but he put on a smile and tried to be a good sport.

Soon the movie ended, and Kurt gave a sigh of satisfaction. He loved the plot of the performance so much, how something so beautiful could grow from such a simple thing.

"I forgot how much romance was in that movie. It's kind of unrealistic, you know?" Finn took the popcorn from the center of the coffee table, grabbing a few stray pieces before setting it on the ground.

Kurt shook his head. "I completely disagree. The romance is all necessary. Think about it- what would the point of the film be if Maria didn't end up with Trapp?"

"Easy for you to say, you're a sucker for romance."

"What? No I'm not! I just appreciate good films!"

"Oh yeah? How did your so called study session go today?"

Kurt froze. It was one thing to disagree about a movie, but Finn was crossing a line. He'd told his family he was studying at school for an upcoming test before ice skating with Blaine, and he knew that if the truth came out he'd be in big trouble.

Burt stared suspiciously at his son. "Kurt? What's Finn talking about?"

"It's nothing Burt! Sorry, I don't know why I brought it up." Finn chewed his lower lip, guilt eating away at him.

Burt shook his head, suddenly cross. "It's not nothing. Kurt, tell me the truth. Where were you this afternoon?"

"I..." Kurt blinked. He could feel all eyes on him, and it stressed him out. He couldn't believe Finn ratted him out like that- now there was no easy way out.

"Kurt Hummel, where were you?" Burt asked sternly, his face beginning to turn red with frustration.

Kurt stared at the ground. "I... I was on a date."

"A date?" Burt was in shock. "With who?"

"Dad, please, it's not a big deal! It was barely a date, forget I said anything." Kurt's face burned with embarrassment. He couldn't believe this was happening.

"Who were you with?" Burt repeated himself, eyes cold.

"I- Blaine. I was with Blaine." Kurt stood, the conversation too much for him to handle. "I'm really tired, I think I'll go to bed."

As he went to his room and shut the door, Kurt could hear the whispers behind him. He tried not to think much of it, and quickly pulled on some pajamas and crawled into bed. He was so shaken up from the situation that he didn't even bother with his skincare. Acne was the least of his problems at this point.

Just as he was starting to drift off, there was a knock on his door.

Frustrated, Kurt turned towards the wall. "Dad, I don't want to talk to you. Just leave me alone."

The door creaked open, and someone stepped through. "Kurt? It's Carole. Can I come in?"

Kurt sighed, sitting up and turning on his light. Carole offered a small smile before sitting next to him.

Kurt wished he was able to tell her to go, but Carole had been so good to him. It didn't seem right to shoo her away, especially since they were family now.

"I wanted to talk to you about what happened downstairs." Carole said gently, placing a hand on Kurt's knee. "I'm sure that was hard for you, being put on the spot like that."

Kurt shrugged, looking away. "Honestly, I'm used to it by now. My dad's always had issues with my being gay, it's no surprise that he'd get all in my business like that."

"I'm sorry. That was kind of harsh on his part." Carole sighed. "I think the reason why he's strict with you is that he wants to protect you. I know that's what it's like for me as a mom. It's hard sometimes, though. I get that. It's hard for me at times, being Finn's mom and all that. You know what a handful he can be!" She joked, resting her other hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"I want to make sure you know that your dad loves you. So much"

Kurt looked up, eyes slightly puffy. "I know. I should've just told him the truth."

Carole shrugged. "You're a teenager. That's what teenagers do. When I was your age I snuck out all the time and did far worse things then going on dates." She chuckled, absentmindedly tucking a strand of Kurt's hair behind his ear. "I want you to know that I'm here for you no matter what. If you ever want to talk to me about school or boys, I'm always ready to listen." She lowered her voice a little, kneeling in front of Kurt. "You're my son now. I love you."

Kurt wiped at his eyes. Hearing those words coming from Carole was magical. He'd been longing to hear them for a long time, and now that he did it was almost too much to bear. He threw his arms around Carole, sobbing into her shoulder. She held him for what seemed to be ages before he finally calmed down enough to speak. "Thank you."

Carole stood, a smile on her face. "Of course." She turned to go, but stopped in her tracks right at the door. "Oh, and Kurt? Blaine's super cute." She winked, a teasing look on her face.

Kurt blushed, suddenly embarrassed . "He really is... Goodnight Carole."

"Goodnight Kurt." She replied before closing the door softly behind her.

"Are you busy?" Burt stood in the doorway. Kurt was busy choosing his song options for the upcoming solo audition in glee club. So far he had it narrowed down to three pieces- Waving Through a Window, Where is Love, and Don't Rain on My Parade.

"I can take a break I guess." Kurt tensed slightly at the sound of his fathers voice. They hadn't spoken since the movie incident a couple nights ago, and he was dreading the conversation that he knew was about to come.

Burt motioned to the dining room table, his face expressionless. "Let's sit down."

Kurt obliged, sitting down in the chair vertical from his father's. They sat there in silence, the tension between them unfazing.

Burt cleared his throat. "Kurt, I want to start by saying I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that; it was unnecessary and an overreaction on my part."

"It's okay dad. I kind of deserved it." Kurt admitted, suddenly feeling guilty.

"No, you didn't." Burt ran his hand through the stubble of hair on his head, something he always did when he was uncomfortable. "Your mother was the one who was good with feelings. She always reminded me how important it is to be considerate. I just... I want the best for you. I want to make sure that whoever you're going out with is a good influence."

Kurt nodded. "I understand. Dad, Blaine is one of the kindest people I've ever met. He understands me and listens to what I have to say."

Burt smiled. "I know he does. He's a good boy. I think the reason I was so hard on you is because I want to keep you safe. You're all I have left after losing your mother, and I..." His voice cracked.

Kurt took his hand, a sympathetic look on his face. "Dad, I know. And I appreciate all that you've done for me."

Burt grabbed a tissue from the box on the mantle before continuing. "Carole and Finn are great. They've been with us through tough times. That doesn't change the fact that I still miss her every day though."

"Me too." Kurt took a tissue of his own, and they both sat there together for awhile.

Burt broke the silence. "I love you Kurt. I love you so much, and it makes me happy to know that you've found someone as great as Blaine. I know it's taken me awhile to come to grips with this whole gay thing, but I need you to understand that I'm trying."

Kurt nodded, eyes still wet. He let out a shaky breath. "I know you are. Thank you for that."

"Of course."

Kurt walked over to his father, hugging him as tight as he could. "I love you Dad."

Burt cradled him in his arms, slowly stepping back to look him in the eye. "Next time just tell me where you're going. I won't get mad if you just tell me the truth, okay?"

Kurt nodded. "I know. And I'll be completely honest from now on." He paused, an idea forming in his head. "Speaking of which... Do you think Blaine could come over tonight? I need his opinion on these song options."

Burt smiled. "Of course he can. Invite him for dinner too, I'll have Carole put out another table setting."

"Thanks dad!" Kurt practically ran upstairs, phone already in hand.

"It was cool of your dad to let me stop by." Blaine was seated in Kurt's desk chair, watching as he plucked his eyebrows.

"Yeah, well, I'm happy he did. I hated lying to him the other day. Not only that, but I also apparently suck at it." Kurt joked, wincing as he plucked another hair. "But in all seriousness I appreciate your help tonight. Now that I have a song prepared hopefully it will be enough to get me a solo."

"With your voice? You could get a solo anywhere."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Well, you do have a point. At least I don't have to fight Rachel for them anymore. Now you're my biggest competition."

"And you're my cutest competition." Blaine moved his chair closer before kissing him. Kurt dropped the tweezers he was using onto the floor. He could pluck his brows later- all that mattered right now was this magical moment. They were all over each other, Blaine's lips wandering down Kurt's neck. Kurt shivered at his touch. He loved when they made out- it was amazing.

There was a sudden tap on the door, and both boys quickly pulled away from one another. The door swung open and Burt stood there, arms crossed. He offered a small smile, but the look in his eyes was stern. "Door open."

Kurt nodded. "Yes, I know.. sorry, I forgot. Can you go now? We were just about to practice the song."

"Okay, but I'm leaving this open. No funny business." Burt gave them one last look before walking away.

Kurt let out a sigh of relief. It wasn't like they'd been doing anything- the most sexual thing they ever did together was kiss- but it was still nerve wracking that his dad could come back in at any moment. "Sorry, he's still really hesitant about this whole situation. I've tried talking to him about it, but I still don't think he understands."

Blaine nodded. "I get it. He doesn't know me very well, so it's understandable why he'd be cautious about us hanging out."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I guess so. I just wish he hadn't ruined the mood like that. Now we're going to have to sit here and sing show tunes instead of eating each other's faces."

"I could think of worse situations. At least I get to sing with you. And hey, my parents are the same. They get all frantic when my brother and I bring our significant others over. I think it's just how parents are."

Kurt crossed his arms. "Well, now I'm upset. Have you been inviting other guys over this whole time?" He said it pitifully, but the look on his face was teasing.

"Is someone jealous?"

"Maybe I am, what're you going to do about it?"

"Well, usually I'd kiss you, but since your dad just walked in that's probably not a smart idea." Blaine winked jokingly, but a part of him longed to kiss the boy sitting across from him again.

Kurt sensed this, and he leaned in so their faces were inches apart. "Maybe that's a risk I'm willing to take." He breathed, breath hot.

Without hesitating he closed the gap between them. Just as they were getting back into the swing of things, Carole called up from downstairs. "Boys, dinners ready!"

"Wow, the universe really isn't on our side today." Kurt said this lightly, but deep down he was slightly annoyed.

Blaine placed his hand on his. "It's really not. Don't worry though, we'll plan something soon. Then we can ensure there are no interruptions."

Kurt smiled. "I'd like that."

Blaine stood, offering his hand. "For now though I'm kind of hungry. You're delicious, but unfortunately you're not edible."

Kurt took his hand and stood. "Well, you're in luck. Carole's lasagna is out of this world."

Blaine laughed, and they made their way downstairs. Carole smiled when they walked into the dining room. "Just in time. If we don't eat now this is going to get cold."

Blaine's eyes landed on the lasagna sitting on the counter, and he began to drool. He could already tell it would be as delicious as Kurt promised- the whole room smelled amazing.

Finn and Rachel sat on the couch, kissing so passionately it almost seemed wrong to watch. Carole must've noticed this, because she cleared her throat.

Finn blushed. "Right. Sorry mom, we're coming."

Dinner went way better than Kurt had anticipated. It wasn't awkward at all- the conversation seemed to just flow, and every once in a while someone would crack a joke that would send everyone into hysterics.

Then came dessert. Carole had made her famous chocolate chip cookies, a family favorite, and everyone was happily chewing when Rachel spoke. "So. I haven't seen you in awhile Blaine. How are you?"

Blaine wiped his mouth with his napkin. "I'm pretty good. Congratulations on winning regionals, you totally deserve it!"

"Thanks, I couldn't have done it without Finn." Rachel smiled at her boyfriend, taking his hand.

"You're the best girlfriend anyone could ever ask for, Rachel. Stop flattering me, I'm merely your assistant." Finn joked, kissing her on the cheek.

Rachel rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh! Speaking of which, Finn tells me you two are finally dating. You'd better treat Kurt right, he's like a brother to me and I'd hate to see you hurt him, being his boyfriend and all."

Kurt tensed at this. It was true that he and Blaine had started seeing each other, but no one had ever mentioned anything about boyfriends. He knew Rachel was just joking around, but at the same time it kind of pissed him off.

Blaine didn't seem bothered by it though. "Oh, you don't have to worry. Kurt's a great guy, I'd never do anything to jeopardize what we have."

Kurt was slightly surprised by this answer. Was what Blaine was saying true? Did he really feel like that? And did Kurt feel the same way?

Once everyone was finished with their cookies, Kurt accompanied Blaine to the front door. He wished they could hang out longer, but they had school the next day and it was already past his curfew. That's when he got an idea. "Dad? Do you think Blaine and I could take a short walk together before he leaves?"

Burt nodded. "I guess so. Make sure you're back by eleven though or else I'm calling the cops."

Kurt rolled his eyes at this, grabbing his coat. "Thanks dad, I will be."

Kurt shivered a little as they stepped out the door into the winter cold. He'd forgotten how cold it got this time of the year, and for the first time he wasn't properly dressed. Blaine must've noticed him shivering, because he handed him his hat. "Here, this should help."

Kurt smiled. "Thanks."

"Of course. Now, are you going to tell me why we're on a walk right now? You hate walks."

"I know, but I wanted to talk to you. About something that happened tonight." Kurt kicked at a chunk of ice on the ground, watching as it broke into a million little pieces.

A look of fear crossed Blaine's face. "What is it? Did I do something?"

"No, I guess I'm just slightly confused." Kurt looked up at Blaine. He was only a tiny bit taller, but in this moment he seemed to tower above him. "You know that thing Rachel brought up? How she told you not to hurt me?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"I'm not sure if you heard, but she... she called me your boyfriend." The word felt unfamiliar on Kurt's lips.

Blaine drew in a breath of realization. "Oh, so that's what this is about. Kurt, I'm sorry. I didn't realize she said that, otherwise I would've corrected her.." he trailed off, his breath fogging up in the cold air.

Kurt shook his head. "I'm not upset about it or anything, I guess I just... Blaine, what are we? Because until that moment I thought we were just friends who liked each other and occasionally made out."

Blaine shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. I guess usually after people go on a couple dates they're considered to be an item." He paused, his face worried. "Are you... second guessing this?"

Kurt shook his head. "Not in a million years. I want to be with you, I really do. It's just... I don't think I'm cut out to be a boyfriend."

Blaine stopped in his tracks. "Are you serious right now? Kurt, you're one of the coolest people out there. You're great at everything, why don't you think you'd be good at a relationship?"

"Because I don't know what I'm doing. At all." Kurt stood there awkwardly. "Like right now. Am I supposed to be holding your hand so people know we're romantically involved, or should I just walk beside you like normal? Should we kiss right now or keep talking? I don't know the first thing about real life romance."

Blaine shushed him, taking his hand. "Kurt, you're overthinking it. You need to just let it happen- that's what's so great about relationships, they just flow."

Kurt blushed, turning away. "Maybe.. maybe we should just be friends. You deserve someone better."

"I don't want to be with anyone but you." Blaine protested, turning Kurt's head so they were looking at one another again. "You heard what I said at dinner. I like you. A lot. But I don't want to hurt you or make you feel obligated to start a relationship you don't feel comfortable in. So, as much as I'd love to be able to call you my boyfriend, if you truly want to go back to being friends we can."

Kurt sighed. "I don't know... I might screw this up."

"I won't judge you, I'm the biggest fool out there."

"You might hate me if we do."

"I could never hate you."

"Trust me, I can be a very hateable person sometimes."

"Your sexiness makes up for it." Blaine cupped Kurt's face in his hand. "Kurt Hummel, will you make me the happiest guy in the world by agreeing to make this official?"

Kurt smiled, suddenly shy. He knew what he wanted. He wanted to be with Blaine, to call him his boyfriend and to have an excuse to kiss him when and wherever he wanted. A part of him was still scared, but over the years he'd learned that sometimes the scariest things pay off the most in the end. He was done making excuses. "Of course I'll be your boyfriend Blaine. How could I say no to that hair?" He joked. The mood was heavy between them, but in a tentative way.

Blaine smiled, cheeks pink. "What do you say we have our first official kiss as a couple?"

"Since there's no door stopping us, I say yes please."

Blaine chuckled before touching his lips to Kurt's. They'd kissed so many times before, but this time was different. It was like a million fireworks were going off, and it felt... right. For the first time in awhile, they could feel themselves letting go of what was familiar to them and plunging into brand new waters. It was refreshing to say the least. Their mouths explored one another, falling into a rhythm. They could taste the garlic from dinner on each other's breath, but they didn't mind- it made the whole experience even more special.

Kurt stepped back, sighing with satisfaction. "I wish we could stay here longer, but I should probably get to bed."

Blaine nodded, slightly disappointed. "Ugh. I guess we'll need to wait until the morning to continue this."

"Now that I have that promise to look forward to maybe going to bed won't be so bad after all."

"I guess not... Bye, boyfriend!" Blaine smirked.

Kurt smiled. He loved hearing those words more than anything else. "Bye, Blaine. Try not to miss me too much!" He joked.

Blaine puffed out his lower lip. "It'll be hard, that's for sure."

Kurt laughed before turning the corner and heading back to his house. It wasn't until he'd stepped through the door that he realized Blaine's hat was still on his head. He brought it to his nose, the smell of Blaine's hair gel lingering on it. He blushed as the memories of the night came rushing back to him. He sure was lucky.

And that's a wrap! I wanted to make sure this chapter was slightly longer then the first one, but I'm not sure how well I accomplished this. Anyway, Burt has always been one of my favorite characters and I just KNOW he's the biggest Klaine fan out there! I also wanted to add some sweet moments between Kurt and Carole, since they don't have a ton of screen time together on the show.

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