A/N: This probably should have been part of the previous chapter, but I was having a bit of writer's block last night. A reminder, since I often forget to say this, I do not own Glee. It probably wouldn't turn out well if I did, for two reasons: A) I can't write the other characters on the show (and I really hope these two are in character enough to be believable), and B) It probably would piss a lot of people off to have Blaine and Kurt attached to each other by the lips instead of there being an actual plot (although I think there are several million fangirls who would disagree). Have fun reading!
Blaine stiffened. "What is he doing here?"
"It could be a coincidence," Kurt said. He didn't believe it though.
Blaine's father was making straight for them, and his mother wasn't anywhere in sight.
"Hello, Blaine."
Blaine clamped his jaw shut. He was pretty sure if he opened his mouth, he would really regret whatever came out.
"I want you to come home," his father said.
"Wait- what?" That was not what he had been anticipating. "You insult me, you insult my boyfriend, you kick us out," he attempted to steady himself, not wanting to create a scene, "and you expect me to come home just like that?"
"I'm your father, Blaine. I expect you to obey my wishes."
"If you treated me like a son, I would treat you like a father."
"You should have told me that you were in a relationship with Kurt." His father seemed oddly hurt. Blaine didn't know what to make of it.
"You knew I was gay, Dad!"
"And you kept it from me anyway."
"Because I knew you'd react like this! I am not the one in the wrong here!"
"Come home, Blaine. Please."
Blaine refused to listen. "Goodbye, Dad."
"Goodbye, son."
His father walked away, and Blaine was left feeling empty. "Why doesn't he understand?" he whispered.
Kurt put an arm around his shoulders. "Maybe he will, someday."
The others arrived soon after, and Katie quickly filled them in on what had happened.
"So I told them they could stay, and Mom and Dad agreed once I explained it to them. Dad wasn't particularly happy about it at first, though. He thought I was just bringing home two random boys."
That explained the raised voices Kurt had heard the night before.
"I can't believe I wasn't there!" Anna looked very angry. "How could he do that to you?"
"I don't know," Kurt sighed. "I've heard worse."
"That sucks!"
Kurt almost laughed at her accurate description. It did indeed, suck.
Anna brightened. "But you'll be staying with us now! That's so awesome! You guys are so cool!"
"Thanks," Blaine said.
"There's another bonfire tonight, by the way," Katie told them. "If you guys want to go?"
"Yes!" Kurt said. It would be a great way to take their minds off the previous hellish night.
They got to the bonfire around nine thirty and helped set up the fire. Blaine tried to start it with a lighter and burned his finger.
"Aww, poor baby," Kurt said. "Want me to kiss it better?"
Blaine nodded, his bottom lip sticking out. Kurt obliged.
"You're so sweet," Ellie told them.
"We try," Blaine said.
Kurt showed him how to use the lighter properly, and they got the fire started without too much trouble.
The sun set and the stars began to come out. The seats around the fire filled up, and the night was filled with talk and laughter. Katie had found Toby again, and Anna was sitting with the blond boy who'd been interested in her the other night.
"What are you thinking about?" Kurt asked him.
"It seems like everyone's pretty happy. It's so different from last night."
Kurt caressed his hand comfortingly.
"I wish I could turn back time or something. I wish he'd found out a different way. Maybe if I'd just told him, he wouldn't have reacted that way." Blaine found that he was angry with himself, as well as his father. He should have at least tried harder to make him understand.
"We'll just have to work it out for ourselves. There's no point in thinking about what might have happened," Kurt told him. "Come on, we're supposed to be having fun. Don't think about that."
Kurt ran his hand up Blaine's thigh, and Blaine shivered. He was effectively distracted.
He stood up and took Kurt's hand. Kurt looked up at him in surprise, and Blaine tugged on his hand. Kurt followed him to a spot further down the beach.
Blaine sat down, and pulled Kurt down with him.
"What's up?" Kurt asked.
"I just wanted… to be alone with you."
"Oh, really?" Kurt raised an eyebrow in that adorably snarky way he had.
"Mm hmm." Blaine leaned forward and kissed him. "I feel awkward doing that in front of other people."
"Well, that shouldn't be a problem right now." Kurt gave him a deeper kiss, and Blaine whimpered a little.
Kurt smiled at him, then leaned back on to the sand so that he could look at the sky. "There are so many stars out tonight."
The stars were reflected in Kurt's eyes, and he looked incredible. "You're beautiful," Blaine said softly.
"You're amazing," Kurt breathed. Blaine leaned down to kiss him, then lay down on the sand next to him.
"This is such a cliché," Kurt said.
"I know, but it's the good kind."
His hands found Kurt's and he held them in a position that should have been awkward, but wasn't. Kurt traced circles on the leg of his jeans, and Blaine shuddered in pleasure.
A shooting star passed overhead, and he could almost hear Kurt making his wish.
"What did you wish for?" he asked Kurt.
"I can't tell you. It might not come true."
Blaine turned his head to kiss his boyfriend, and decided that Kurt's wish was probably the same as his own.
Blaine had wished that they could be like this forever.