Sorry it took so long for me to update! I've been working on my other stories:/
Anyway! Chapter 3 up!
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Blaine swallowed. Loud. It was time to face the music.
Or, in this case, the clueless (so far), overprotective father of his boyfriend that just so happened to have a rifle and a lot of power tools. No big deal.
Oh dear Lord Baby Jesus.
He knocked lightly on the door, feeling more nervous than he ever had in his life.
He heard Kurt's voice through the door. He said something along the lines of "I'll get it, Dad!" Blaine smiled when Kurt opened the door to let him in.
Kurt looked quickly behind his back to see if anyone was there, and when there wasn't, he leaned forward and gave Blaine a quick peck on his lips. He stepped to the side so that Blaine could enter, and once he was inside, Kurt leaned close and said, "Don't be so nervous, you'll do great. You always do." Blaine gave him a thankful smile.
He followed Kurt into the kitchen and saw Carole there. "Hello, Blaine; it's good to see you again." She said cheerily, a huge smile in her face and hugged him.
"Hi, Carole. It's nice to see you, as well." He smiled the most charming smile he could pull off, and Kurt almost melted to a puddle. He loved that smile.
Kurt tensed slightly when his father entered the room. He loosened as best as he could and gave his father a tight hug.
"Kurt! It's so good to have you home….things are so much different without you around." He hugged his son tighter.
"Hey, Dad. It's good to be home, I've missed you." He nuzzled his head into his father's shoulder, which he gladly allowed. Burt looked up. "Uh…hello, Blaine. It's good to see you again, too." Blaine nodded.
Kurt pulled away and cleared his throat. "So, Carole! What's for dinner?" Kurt asked, clapping his hands together.
Carole gave him a knowing smile, and he blushed. "Spaghetti." She laughed as his face twisted. "Low-carb. Don't worry, honey, I've got you covered." She winked.
Finn trudged up the stairs. "Kurt?" He looked at the smiling boy in the kitchen. "Kurt! Hey, bro. What's up?" He pulled him into a hug. Kurt laughed.
"Oh, not much." He tried his best to sound nonchalant, and thank God that Finn isn't exactly the brightest person, otherwise he may have caught on and tried to hide the fact Kurt and Blaine were dating, which he would not have been successful at. "Hey, football game's on. Come watch."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Sure, yes." Finn looked at Blaine. "You…uh, okay with football?"
Blaine chuckled. "Yes, I love football. Big fan." He smiled charmingly, and Finn nodded again – it almost looked like it was in approval, but Kurt let it slide and headed for the living room.
"Kurt, honey?" He looked over and saw Carole. "Could you help me with dinner for one minute, please?" Kurt nodded, and walked over. Once he saw the look on Carole's face, he knew exactly what she was going to ask. She looked over her shoulder to make sure that the boys were in the living room and out of earshot. "OK, how long have you been dating?" She elbowed him, and he smiled, rolling his eyes for what would be the umpteenth time since he had started dating Blaine, but was probably only the beginning. He sighed.
"Not too long." He glanced at her. "Three weeks and two days." She laughed. "We told New Directions the other day, so Finn already knows."
Carole nodded. "And how did it happen?" She drew the sentence out much longer than necessary.
Kurt cleared his throat awkwardly. "Well, I was decorating Pavarotti's casket, and he walked in. His mood was a little different – perhaps I should've caught on, but anyway, he said he had an idea for our duet, and chose 'Candles' by Hey Monday." He looked down, blushing. "I told him that I was impressed, and asked him why exactly he chose me to sing the duet with. He didn't answer for a few seconds, he looked like he really didn't want to answer, with a kind of, 'Ah, crap' look on his face." He chuckled. "He told me that there was a moment when you say to yourself, 'Oh, there you are….I've been waiting for you forever…'" He mimicked Blaine's voice, drawing an amused and excited giggled from Carole. "My heart kind of skipped a beat." He laughed as he said this. "Then he told me that he had that moment with me when I had sang 'Blackbird' by the Beatles that week, and that I moved him, and….that the duet was just an excuse to spend more time with me." Carole's eyes rimmed with tears. "And then he kissed me…." Kurt chopped the tomatoes in front of him casually, as if it was completely normal.
"Aww!" Carole exclaimed. Kurt scoffed.
"Yeah, yeah." He smirked, and she hugged him. He returned it.
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At dinner, Kurt and Blaine sat next to one another, holding hands, and Kurt rubbed small, relaxing circles on the back of Blaine's hand.
"So, Dad. You've met Blaine before?" Kurt asked casually, trying to make conversation. They both nodded.
Burt used his fork to point at Blaine. "He's the one who talked me into giving you 'the talk.'" Kurt dropped what he had in his hands and put his hand on his hip. He raised an eyebrow at Blaine. "Oh, did he now?"
Blaine chuckled, Kurt shoved him lightly. "Thank you, Blaine, for creating one of the most – no, the most awkward conversation of my life." He smirked, and Blaine shrugged. "You had to learn about that stuff, and you wouldn't do it yourself, so I had to do something."
Burt nodded. "Like I said to him, it's good for Kurt to have a friend just like him, to talk to about that stuff."
The table went silent. Finn began picking at his plate, Carole started humming, and Kurt and Blaine blushed, their eyes wide. Kurt took a deep breath and squeezed Blaine's hand. "Actually, Dad? We meed to talk to you about that…"
Burt looked up. "Oh?" He asked.
Kurt nodded bravely. "Um…well….Blaine and I are, um….dating, kinda…" Burt raised an eyebrow.
"You're kinda dating, or you are?" He asked quizzically, leaning forward, a stern expression on his face.
"We are." Kurt stated quickly.
Burt cleared his throat and tossed his napkin down on the table. "Blaine? Can I speak with you for a minute?"
"Dad, I don't think you nee-"
"Its fine, Kurt. I'll survive." Blaine smiled reassuringly, and Kurt sighed as Blaine followed Burt into the other room.
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"So you want to date my son?" Kurt's father asked flatly.
Blaine nodded. "Yes, sir. I care very much about your son."
Burt sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Look, Blaine. Kurt's been through a lot. I mean a lot. If you ask me, I really don't think he needs a boyfriend right now." Blaine nodded, understanding. "But," Blaine looked up. "I've been watching him, and honestly, when he's around you….well, I don't think I've seen him that happy in years. Maybe ever." He glanced in Kurt's direction, as if he could see through the wall.
He sighed again and returned his gaze to Blaine. "If he sheds one single tear under a fault of yours, or if you break his heart, I will personally kick your ass so hard, your nose'll bleed." Blaine nodded once, and stood up.
"Mr. Hummel, I understand the terms, but I promise you, I would never do anything to hurt Kurt. He is such a beautiful person, with a beautiful soul." Blaine looked him sincerely in the eyes. "I am telling you right now, I would not be able to live with myself if I came anywhere close to hurting Kurt. I don't see how those Neanderthals at McKinley did, but they are horrible people who can't see what such an amazing person Kurt is, inside and out."
Blaine looked down. "I'm in love with your son, Mr. Hummel. I honestly don't understand what he sees in me, but it must be pure luck." He looked up. "If you don't think I can make him happy, by all means, take him away from me, I won't stop you, because I only want Kurt to be happy."
Burt stared at the boy, and he felt water rim his eyes. To Blaine's surprise, he pulled him into a hug.
"You are allowed to date my son." Blaine sighed in relief.
"Thank you, sir."
Burt pulled away. "But I stand by what I said. You better run and run fast if you hurt him, understand?" Blaine nodded.
"But trust me, sir. I don't intend on breaking his heart. I couldn't if I tried."
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When they returned, Blaine sat down next to Kurt, but didn't take his hand. This worried Kurt, and he looked up at his dad with pleading eyes. Burt only smiled. "You can date him."
Kurt jumped up in sheer happiness, and hugged Blaine tightly. He ran over to his dad and hugged him just the same. "Thank you, Dad, thank you. I love you so much."
Burt patted his son's arm. "I love you, too, son." He leaned closer, so that only Kurt could hear. "And so does he."
Kurt's head jerked up, and Burt only sat down. Kurt walked back over to Blaine, and rested a hand on his knee. "Thank you." He said. Blaine smiled.
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When Blaine announced he had to go, he received warm good-byes from everyone – even Burt.
Kurt walked him to his car, and as Blaine started to say goodnight, Kurt cut him off, kissing him. When he pulled away, Blaine smiled, but was confused. "What was that for?" He said playfully.
Kurt chuckled. "I don't know what you said to him, but whatever it was, it was brilliant." He smiled, and pecked Blaine on the cheek.
Blaine hugged him tightly. "I'll see you on Monday, then." Kurt nodded.
"Monday," He repeated.
He watched and waved in awe as he watched Blaine drive away in the night.
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Okay, it's late and I am very tired, so I'm really sorry about any mistakes:/
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