HELLO ONCE AGAIN AUDIENCE. Haha sorry I've been watching too many Tobuscus videos. He's actually pretty funny, you should go watch. AFTER READING THIS CHAPTER THAT TOOK ME OVER A MONTH TO UPDATE I'M SO SORRY. Let me treat you guys with a bit of a surprise at the beginning of the chapter hm? I hope it's good. Read the note at the end fo sho guys.
Anyways. Please enjoy Chapter 7 of Leave Me Alone. :D
Kurt woke up in the morning to find his face buried in curly, dark brown hair.
He smiled, and gently pulled away from the still sleeping teen, trying not to rouse him.
He sat up and just watched.
Blaine was sleeping soundly, not aware of the fact that he was being stared at, He was smiling in his sleep.
I wonder what he's dreaming about. Kurt though, gently brushing a stray curl out of Blaine's face. What's he smiling about?
"How long do you plan on staring at me?" Blaine asked with his eyes closed.
Kurt jumped.
"You could've said something." Kurt said.
"I did. Just now." Blaine said, eyes still closed.
"How long have you been awake?" Kurt asked.
"Since you sat up."
"Ah." Kurt said, blushing a little. "Sorry, you just looked so cute while you were still sleeping. I couldn't help but stare."
"It's okay. I can't help staring at myself sometimes, as well." Blaine said with a smirk. He managed to get out of the way before Kurt slapped him on the arm. "How about we get some breakfast?" He asked, offering his hand.
"That sounds like a great idea." Kurt said, taking Blaine's offered hand, and pulling himself up. "But first…" Kurt trailed off, looking into his boyfriend's hazel eyes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that last part." Blaine said, teasingly.
"Well, how about I help you figure it out?" Kurt said, grabbing both sides of Blaine's face and kissing him hard on the lips.
Blaine slid his tongue into Kurt's mouth, and rested his hands on either side of his waist, as he deepened the kiss.
Kurt moaned as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, pulling him closer. Blaine felt something pressing against his thigh, and pulled back to look into Kurt's eyes in amazement.
"Kurt?"
Kurt blushed.
"Uh, sorry." He said, bringing his arm up to hide his face. "I'll just meet you downstairs."
Kurt tried to make a break for the bathroom, but Blaine grabbed his arm.
"Kurt, wait." Blaine said, turning Kurt around to look him directly in the eyes. "Are you…?"
Kurt took a deep breath before explaining himself.
"I'm going to be completely honest with you, Blaine." He paused, thinking about how he wanted to be completely honest with him. "For a little while now, I've been thinking about doing things. Intimate things. With you." He said, pausing to glance at Blaine, who had a look that he couldn't read. It wasn't a bad look; he just hadn't seen it before. Hesitantly, he continued. "I've been thinking about whether I'm ready to take the next step or not, but I wasn't sure what you wanted. Until last night. Before we went to sleep, you said you wouldn't pull anything, but that got me thinking more." He looked Blaine straight in the eyes. "Do you want to do those kinds of things?"
Blaine was silent for a moment.
"I decided to wait until you brought it up. I've been ready for a while, I just didn't want to force myself on you if you weren't ready, you know? I don't want you running away because I accidentally pushed you too far." Blaine said. He took both of Kurt's hands into his own. "If you are ready, and want to take that step with me, I'd be happy to. If you tell me to stop, I'll stop, Kurt. I promise.
"I know you will." Kurt said.
"So, did you want to start now, or maybe some other-"
Blaine was silenced with Kurt's mouth on his own, his tongue already slipping into his mouth. Blaine took a second to react, but soon had his hands back on Kurt's hips as he pulled him closer grinding his half0hard cock into Kurt's crotch.
"Ah!" Kurt moaned, jerking his head back, while Blaine attached his lips to Kurt's neck, kissing and sucking gently on the soft skin, at the same time still grinding into him, which made Kurt moan louder.
Blaine pulled away, Kurt whimpering at the sudden loss of contact, and pulled him towards the bed.
Blaine sat down on the bed, and Kurt straddled his hips as he kissed him hard on the lips. He pulled back and started fiddling with the buttons on Kurt's night shirt.
"Can I?" Blaine asked, almost whispering.
Kurt looked at him, eyes full of passion and love, for a brief moment, before giving him the smallest of nods.
Blaine started undoing his buttons painfully slow as he sucked on a spot behind his ear and continued to grind against Kurt's now painfully hard cock through his pants.
"H-hurry up." Kurt whimpered.
"Your wish is my command." Blaine said, undoing the last button. He stopped what he was doing and stared for a moment.
"W-what?" Kurt said, reaching up and holding his shirt together.
"You're just so beautiful." Blaine moved Kurt's hands away, and started fondling his nipples, eliciting a series of loud moans from Kurt's mouth. Blaine leaned forward, kissing him passionately on the lips as Kurt ground his hips into Blaine's, desperately trying to get some more of that wonderful friction from earlier.
"Ah…B-Blaine, I'm close…" Kurt whimpered.
"Me too." Blaine grunted back, sliding his hands down Kurt's chest and reaching around to grab his ass, pulling him down as he continued grinding their erections together.
Not long after, Kurt tipped over the edge, moaning Blaine's name, which sent him over as well. Kurt fell on top of Blaine, both of them panting and trying to catch their breaths.
"Wow." Kurt said after a while. "That was amazing.
"Yeah." Blaine said, leaning up to kiss Kurt gently. He said up, Kurt still pressed up against his chest, and scooted back against the headboard. They sat like that for a long while, enjoying each other's company, occasionally pressing their lips together.
Kurt sighed.
"You realize we have to get up and take showers now, right?" Kurt said, finally speaking up about the uncomfortable stickiness in his pants.
"Yeah."
"You can use the upstairs bathroom. It's across the hall. I'll go downstairs." Kurt said, getting up and stumbling over to his closet, considering possible outfits. "Go on down to breakfast without me. I have to do my moisturizing routine anyway." Kurt shouted from within the closet.
"Okay. I should probably should check on Sam, too." Blaine said, getting up and walking towards the closet door. "See you in a bit."
Kurt turned around and looked into the pair of brown eyes. He grabbed the shorter boy by the collar with both hands, and pulled him into a slow deep kiss.
"Go on." Kurt said when he pulled back.
Blaine turned to leave, and Kurt smacked him on the ass, earning a yelp, before returning to his closet, smirking.
What have I gotten myself into? Blaine thought, as he headed for the bathroom, his bag in hand. A faint smile was on his face.
Sam woke to the smell of pancakes and bacon wafting in from somewhere else in the house.
"Mmm…" Sam hummed as she rose from the couch, following the smell. She walked into the kitchen and saw Carole sitting at the table, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Um…" Sam said hesitantly.
Carole looked up.
"Oh! You're awake. Ready for some breakfast?" Carole asked, standing up.
"Uh-huh…" Same said, grabbing the seat right next to Carole's.
"So." Carole said as she sat a stack of blueberry pancakes in front of her. "You want to tell me about what happened last night?"
"Sure. But first, could I have a few pieces of-"
"Bacon?" Carole finished, setting the plate of bacon in front of her.
"Sweet!" She shouted, fist pumping.
"Now, how about that story?" Carole asked, sitting back down in her chair.
"Well, I guess I' start from the night before last night…"
Kurt walked into the kitchen to find Blaine, Sam, and the rest of his family, sitting at the table.
"Morning, Kurt." Burt said.
"Morning. I assume you've heard the story already?" Kurt asked, taking an empty seat next to Blaine.
"Yeah. Blaine just finished. How long do you two need to stay?" Burt asked, looking at Blaine and Sam.
"I'm not entirely sure. Our mom said one night, but…" Sam trailed off.
"Well, you can go ahead and stay as long as you need to." Burt said.
"Thank you, Mr. Hummel. We're both really grateful." Blaine said, looking to Sam, who nodded in agreement.
"No problem." Burt said, standing up. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go to the shop. Blaine, you know about cars right? Wanna come help out?"
"Sure!" Blaine said, excitedly.
"Meet me outside in five minutes, then." And with that, Burt walked out the door.
"This is gonna be fun!" Blaine said, jumping up out of his seat.
"Calm down, Blaine." Kurt said, standing up with him and walking towards the door. "You don't even know what you've set yourself up for."
"What do you mean?" Blaine asked, looking into his boyfriend's eyes.
"A whole day, at the shop, with my father? Do you really think you'll be talking about cars all day? He's gonna try to get you to spill. About us. You know that step we took this morning? The guilt will be written all over your face." Kurt said, stifling a huge laugh as he watched the color drain from Blaine's face. "Calm down, just tell him what he wants to know. He knows that I know what I'm doing. You'll be fine."
"I hope you're right…" Blaine said.
Kurt played a hand on Blaine's cheek, and leaned forward, capturing his lips in a passionate, yet sweet, kiss. He pulled back, resting their foreheads together. "I always am."
"I love you." Blaine said, kissing him back, slowly.
"I love you, too." Kurt said, pulling back and opening the door.
"Later."
"Bye." Kurt said, closing the door. He turned around and jumped when he found two ladies standing in front of him.
"That was sweet." Carole said.
"Very sweet." Sam said, smirking.
"Glad you two enjoyed the show." Kurt said, leaving the giggling pair behind.
The two siblings ended up staying a week at the Hummel-Hudson home. Blaine was allowed to stay in Kurt's room with the door closed, on the condition that they didn't do anything sexual when anyone was at home. To this Kurt nearly squealed, "DAD!"
Late one afternoon, Blaine got a call, in between tasks at the shop for Burt had given him.
"Hello?" Blaine said, sitting back in his chair in the break room.
"Blaine." A familiar, low voice said.
Blaine tensed. "Dad?"
"Hey, son. I need to speak with you, and your sister. Is she there?" His father asked, in a somewhat cheery, yet peaceful mood.
"No, she's not. I'm hanging out with my boyfriend's father, at his car shop, and she's back at my boyfriend's house." Blaine said, slightly annoyed.
"Right. I wanted to talk to you concerning that, actually." His father said, ignoring the annoyed tone.
"What do you mean by 'that'? You mean my relationship with my boyfriend, that I love?" Blaine asked, starting to get angry. "Let me guess, you're gonna say something like, 'Blaine, you have to break up with that animal this minute,' and more about how he's a sinner, and that he's a horrible person even though you don't really know him." Real dapper Blaine, real dapper. You're losing your cool. Just calm down.
"Now calm down, Blaine, stop putting words in my mouth. Look, I just want to talk to you and to Sam about some changes at home, if you'll listen. Just meet me at that coffee shop you like so much, around 6?"
"No. There's nothing to talk about. You've never cared about me or Sam. Not you, and not my so-called mother." Blaine shouted, fuming. "I'll see what Sam wants to do. If she wants to go, lucky for you. But if you make her cry, one more time, let's just say that I won't stand for it this time around." Blaine hung up.
At that moment, Burt walked in, looking concerned. "What's going on? I heard you shouting at someone."
"My father just called. I guess I just lost my cool, and gave him a piece of my mind." Blaine said, the angry redness fading from his cheeks. "Sorry, Burt. Can I go back to the house? I need to talk to Sam."
"Can you wait another 15 minutes? It's almost closing time." Burt said, looking to the clock hanging over the doorway, which read 4:43.
"Sure. Thanks, Mr. Hummel."
"You know what, Blaine?" Burt said, walking over and putting his hands on either of Blaine's shoulders, and looking into his eyes. "You might as well go ahead and call me Burt. I'm gonna end up calling you my son-in-law sometime soon down the road."
Blaine blushed, and looked down at his shoes.
"You really think so, Mr. Hu-Burt?" Blaine asked quietly.
"I know so, Blaine. Kurt really loves you, I can tell. And when you two decide to get more, intimate, you have my blessing. You treat him right, and that's all a parent could ask for in their child's partner. I know Kurt's mom would like you too." Burt added.
To this, Blaine looked up, into Burt's eyes. "Wow, thanks Mr. Hummel. I mean Burt." He said.
"Don't thank me. I'm just stating the truth, is all." Burt pulled Blaine into a hug, which was really new to him, seeing as he was never really close with his own. Blaine buried his head into Burt's shoulder.
"You've been a great father figure to both me and Sam, the past week, Burt." Blaine said, talking over Burt's shoulder. "I really appreciate it. Sam always came to me when she was upset, which was usually caused by one of our parents. Just having loving parents around to talk to, you don't know how great it's felt all week long." Blaine suddenly felt tears running down his face. He just wanted to break down and cry, but he had to finish what he was trying to say. "I just can't thank you enough. Thank you for taking us in, and letting us stay as long as we have, even though we've really freeloaded at your house long enough-"
"Blaine." Burt interrupted. Blaine held his breath, waiting for him to say something like, "Yeah, you two really should hurry up and get out." But Burt only held him tighter. "I only did what any parent would do for their own children. You've never been a bother. Neither one of you. It's been a pleasure having you two stay at the house. I mean, Finn's certainly enjoyed playing video games with Sam. Kurt's been much happier, since he has his boyfriend in the house, just a call up the stairs away, instead of an hour. You've never been a burden. I promise you. If I were to have thrown you two out that night, it would've been like kicking a puppy purposefully. I'm not a horrible person, Blaine." Burt chuckled.
"No! No, I didn't mean it like that at all, I just-"
"I know what you meant, son. You just needed a father. And whenever you need one, and yours isn't up to the job at the moment, you just come to me okay? I treat you like one of my own, Blaine, because I love you. You are like a son to me. You are a part of my family, and I'd never throw my family out."
"Thank you, so much." Blaine said, finally breaking down, and crying into Burt's shoulder.
"You get your much deserved cry out now. It's been hard I bet, taking care of you and your sister."
Blaine nodded, still openly sobbing into Burt's work jacket.
About five minutes later, Blaine managed to pull himself together, and walked with him back out to the garage. He went to get into the car, while Burt closed up the shop. After closing the garage door, he climbed into the car, and drove them both home.
Kurt was sitting outside, on the porch swing, when he saw a familiar truck come down the street and pull into their driveway.
"Finally! The two most important people in my life are back home, safe and-" Kurt stopped, looking at Blaine's eyes. Kurt ran towards him, looking very concerned. "Blaine, are you okay?" Kurt asked worriedly, placing his hand on his face, and caressing his cheek.
"I'm actually feeling a whole lot better. But probably not for long. Where's Sam? I want to talk to both of you." Blaine said, looking around when they walked inside.
"She's in the backyard, playing football with Finn. You go sit in the living room, and I'll get her." Kurt said, hurrying to the back door.
Blaine walked into the living room, and sat down on the couch, burying his head into his hands, as he heard two sets of brisk footsteps walk into the room.
"Blaine? Is everything okay?" Sam asked, apprehensively, moving to sit down one of the recliners that sat at the end of the coffee table, which was placed in front of the couch. Kurt took the recliner at the other end.
"Dad called today." Blaine said, looking up and shifting his gaze between the two of them. "He wants the both of us to go to the Lima Bean at 6, because he wants to talk about some 'changes,' at home." Blaine said, using air quotes.
"What do you think these 'changes' are?" Sam asked.
"It's probably gonna be something about me not being able to see Kurt again, and you not being able to see Eva. They're probably gonna try to make us straight. And if they do, I'm not going to just let it happen." Blaine got up and kneeled in front of his sister, who had tears silently streaming down her face. "I want you to be happy. And I know it's not going to be with any boy. Whether it's with Eva, or some other girl, I want you to have that decision. It can't be anyone else's, but your own, Samantha." Blaine leaned forward, and kissed his sister on the cheek. He pulled back far enough to rest his forehead against her own, taking her face into both of his hands, and wiping the tears away on both sides. "I'll do whatever I can to ensure your happiness."
"I love you, Blaine." Sam said, throwing her arms around his neck, and sobbing.
Blaine stood up, her arms still clinging to his neck, and he hugged her tightly, tears running down his own cheeks. "I love you too, Sammie. I always will, I promise."
During all of this, Kurt was tearing up as well. He didn't want to ruin their precious moment, but it was nearing 5:40, and they still hadn't decided if they were going, and what Kurt's part in all of this was in the first place. Kurt cleared his throat.
The two siblings, broke their hug, and hastily wiped at their eyes.
"Sorry to ruin a family moment, but it's almost 6, and the Lima Bean is a 10-minute drive." Kurt said, looking at both of them.
"Right! Kurt, would you come and be my support? I'd feel so much better if you were there." Blaine asked.
"Sure thing. Now, why don't we head out?" Kurt said, getting up from the chair, and grabbing a tissue from off of the coffee table, to dab at his eyes. "Dad! I'm taking Blaine and Sam to the Lima Bean now! Be back in an hour!" Kurt shouted throughout the house.
"All right! Blaine, take care of my son, and don't forget that talk we had!" Burt shouted from upstairs.
"Wouldn't dream of it!" Blaine shouted, smiling to himself.
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "What did you two-"
"Okay, why don't we hurry up and get this over with, shall we?" Blaine interrupted, walking towards the door. Sam and Kurt looked at each other.
"What do you think they talked about?" Sam asked, curiously.
"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling…" Kurt said.
They both hesitantly followed Blaine outside, and piled into Kurt's navigator.
When they got to the Lima Bean, Sam spotted their dad's black BMW in the parking lot.
"Well, he's definitely here. You sure you want to do this, Sam?" Blaine asked.
"We should at least hear what he has to say. Maybe he'll surprise us." Sam said, getting out of the car, and walking up to the coffee shop.
"Yeah. Let's hope." Blaine said doubtfully, opening the door, and holding it for Sam and Kurt.
"Sam, Blaine, Kurt! Over here!" Nathaniel shouted, embarrassingly, motioning them to come over to the window booth.
"Geez, I'd make a comment about how embarrassed I'd be, but nows not the time…" Blaine said, whining like your average teenager.
They walked up to the table, and sat down, Blaine, Kurt, and Sam all trying to squeeze into one side, because nobody really wanted to sit next to him. In the end, Blaine ended up sacrificing himself.
"So talk." Blaine said, seemingly annoyed by his presence.
"Okay. Since Kurt is here, I'd like to start with him." Nathaniel began.
Oh here we go… All three of them unknowingly thought at the same time.
"Kurt, I would like to apologize for mine and Blaine's mother's rude behaviors at dinner last week. Everything we said to you was just very wrong, and it was also wrong of me to pin you up against the wall like I did. But, I think you noticed what actually happened, didn't you?" He asked, smirking.
Kurt returned his smirk. "Actually, I did. And, you are forgiven. Now, I think you should tell your kids what's going on, because I think they're pretty confused right about now." He said, crossing his legs, and holding his knee back, with his pair of folded hands; a regular Kurt Hummel position.
"No, I think I understand perfectly what's going on here." Blaine said, anger rising. "Mom's the one with the balls in your relationship right? You were too afraid of her to actually do anything to help us, because your fear of her was greater than your love for us." He said, trying not to shout. "As long as she was happy, right? You didn't want her to leave you, so you just let her do what she wanted, and just let her totally control our lives! Sam and I suffered because of what you didn't have the balls to do. Every time my little sister cried, it was because of something one of you said to her! You two are horrible parents! I can't believe you just let her do as she pleased. Our whole life, she'd been so controlling, the subject of sexuality hadn't even come up, because we had to be such perfect children, we couldn't even know the term! Then, poor Sam, decided to come out to you two, and you threw a fit! You treated my poor little sister like dirt. Meanwhile, I was sitting behind her in the closet, ready to come out right after she did. And you two reacted that badly, I couldn't do it. You had to find out the way you did, and then took it out on my boyfriend, who by the way, I approached. I asked him to be my boyfriend. I kissed him first. There's no way you're going to try to turn me straight, because I. Like. Boys. Not just any boys either. I am in love with the man sitting across the table from me. And if you can't accept that, then too damn bad." Blaine finished, panting.
Kurt was amazed. Blaine rarely swore, and that was when he was mad. As in, really mad.
"Are you finished?" His father asked politely.
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm done. Now, go on ahead, and argue with me about me being gay, and how it's an abomination." Blaine said, almost checking out of the conversation. He didn't really care what his father had to say at this point. He'd said what he had been wanting to say for a while, and that was all that mattered to him.
"Blaine, I don't care that you're gay."
That is, that was all that had mattered to him, until his father said that.
Blaine sat straight up in his chair, and so did Sam.
"What?" They said simultaneously.
"Okay. Here's the story. About a year ago, when Sam came out to us, I realized what a bitch your mother is. She's bossy, rude, and the only thing she cares about is having perfect children. She was telling me what to do! Poor Sam, Alexandra went completely off on her, and then continually treated her like crap. And I couldn't take it anymore. She was hurting my children, and I needed this woman out of my house, my life, and my children's lives. So, a while later when I was financially able to, I filed for divorce, and asked for full custody. Now, it takes several months for a divorce to actually be passed, so I waited it out. I put a smile on my face for you two, which only really lasted because I knew that this… witch would hopefully be finally gone! But, the court just wasn't hearing it. I didn't have a good enough case, and she was winning. Then last week, I got a very helpful addition to my case. When she hit you Blaine." He said, facing Blaine now, who had a look of pure shock on his face. "When she hit you, I pegged her with child abuse. Which gave me full custody. I got the house, the cars, and you two. The only thing she gets is her share of our savings. But, 4 months ago, I got a promotion. One that gave me enough to be able to raise both of you on my own.
"But, all I really want to say right now is, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I just went along with whatever she did. I'm sorry it took so long to finally be able to kick that horrible woman out of our house. I'm sorry, that I made it seem like I didn't love you two, because I do. I really, really do. I don't care if you're gay, bi, lesbian, straight, transgender, or even a transvestite! You two are my children, and I'll love you no matter what. I just wanted you two to know that. If you want to come back to the house with me, so we can start over as an actual loving family, I'd really like that. If you two would just give me a second chance, I promise I won't let you down." He finished, his gaze shifting between the two of them. "Now, I've said my piece. I'll just let you think about it. Blaine, you have my phone number. Call me." And with that, he got up and walked towards the door.
Blaine and Sam just looked at each other, while Kurt waved goodbye nonchalantly.
"Well?" Kurt said, looking at the two of them. "There's the story. What're you gonna do about it?"
Sam had decided the second their father walked out the door. She bolted out of her seat and flung herself outside, Blaine walking briskly behind her. Kurt however, took his time getting up, and ambling towards the door.
When Sam got outside, she saw her father's retreating back about to get into his car.
"Daddy?" She said, tears running down her face for the second time that day.
He turned around and saw her crying face. "Samantha."
She ran towards him, and flung her arms around his neck, while he hugged her around her waist.
"Shh, it's okay. It's alright. Everything's gonna be alright." He said, patting the back of her head, comfortingly.
"I told you the next time you made her cry, you were gonna get it." Blaine said, walking up behind him.
His father put Sam down, and faced him. "Well, I guess I deserve it. I'm ready." He said, bracing for impact. What he didn't expect was two arms encircling his stomach.
"I'm glad you finally grew a pair." Came a muffled voice from his chest.
Nathaniel chuckled softly. "I love you, Blaine."
The arms hugged him tighter. "I love you, too, Dad." Blaine managed to say, before crying the hardest he ever had.
Sam, feeling left out, hugged the both of them from the outside, and they pulled her in, for a nice family hug. Something they'd only dreamed of having before.
"I'll bring your stuff over tomorrow, okay Sam?" Blaine said, from Kurt's navigator.
"Okay! See you at home!" called Sam from their father's car, before it drove off.
"Wow. I can't believe that she's finally out of my life. I bet he's gonna have us call him Nate from now on, or something!" Blaine said, both of them laughing.
"Nah, I doubt it."
"Bet you $5?"
"Deal." Kurt said, as they pulled out of the Lima Bean and headed home.
When they got back, Blaine walked straight upstairs, without talking to anybody, and got his pajamas on. Meanwhile, Kurt stopped and told everyone what happened, taking about 10 minutes before finally getting upstairs himself. He didn't try to give too many details, because he was almost as tired as Blaine was. It was a long day.
When he walked into his room to do his moisturizing routine, he found Blaine already lying on his bed, eyes barely open.
"You can go to sleep you know. I'm gonna be a little while." Kurt said, walking over and sitting down in front of his mirror, opening one of the many jars.
Blaine yawned. "I can wait." He said, words slurred.
About 20 minutes later, Kurt finally turned off the light, and crawled into bed with a nearly dozing Blaine.
"Big spoon or little spoon?" Kurt asked him.
"Big." Blaine said, as Kurt snuggled up against him, gently grabbing his arms and pulling them around his waist.
"Today was a long day, wasn't it?" Kurt said, yawning.
"It was, it was." Blaine said, yawning back. "Thanks for coming with me, Kurt. Just you being there, was really what kept me from screaming at that crazy man." Blaine chuckled.
"I must say, I'll miss being able to wake up next to you." Kurt pouted.
"Maybe my dad'll be as cool as your dad is about us being in the same room together, hm?" Blaine said, sleepily.
"Yeah. Maybe."
"Hey, Kurt?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Night."
"Night."
IT'S DONE. WHAT THE FUCK NOW BITCHES. HAHAHAHA. ONE OF THOSE NEVER ENDING CHAPTERS. I'm SOOO sorry it took me so long to update. I feel utterly horrible. And I'm just gonna finally get into the actual story next chapter. Also, I have a one-shot story in mind, so that might be written and published soon… I'm probably gonna base the next chapters off of the new season of Glee. But Blaine'll probably start the year off at McKinley… Anyways. You know the drill. Review and tell me what's good and what's utterly fail/horrible. BECAUSE I WROTE A SMUT SCENE AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTER AND I NEED TO KNOW IF IT'S ABSOLUTE TRASH OR NOT YOU GUYS. SERIOUSLY. HELP ME OUT IF YOU WANT KLAINE SEX OKAY?
Itekimasu~