Disclaimer: Standard still applies.
Chris grinned at the flowers Mark brought over, "I'll get a vase and we can put them in my room."
Mark smiled, "Glad you like them."
"They're perfect." He and Mark held hands as they made it to his room. "Thanks so much."
They opened the door and quickly shut it.
"I didn't need to see that." Chris said.
"That was your bed." Mark added helpfully.
Chris's eyes widened, "That was my bed! They were having sex on my bed!"
Burt looked around the corner, "Chris, why are you yelling?"
"Kurt and Noah are having sex ON MY BED." Mark just nodded.
Burt blinked, shook his head, and walked away.
It was the next day that Chris heard his dad telling Kurt the sex talk. Again.