Finally! Here is the second part to this story. If anyone wants to see anything else in this 'verse, feel free to ask and I'll see what I can do :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: George is mine. Unfortunately, Klaine isn't.

Ever since That Night, things had been a lot better. It had still been a bit awkward at first, both George and Blaine not knowing how far the boundaries of their relationship stretched, but they were getting there.

George tried to tell Blaine that he loved him regularly and let him know that he was there for him, whatever he needed, but he was still surprised when, almost six months later, Blaine rang him up and asked him for a bit of advice.

"There's this guy I like and I want to tell him that he- he means a lot to me, that I don't want to just be his friend anymore. But I don't want to seem superficial and stupid like I did with Jeremiah."

"Wait, who's Jeremiah?" George hadn't even heard Blaine mentioning anyone to his mom by that name.

"Oh, well Jeremiah was a guy I liked earlier this year and I sort of... Sanganinappropriatesongtohim andgothimfired." Blaine mumbled, his blush practically visible through the phone.

"Come again?"

Blaine sighed heavily.

"I sang an inappropriate song to him, at his work, and got him fired."

George burst out laughing.

"Dad! Stop it!" Blaine whined, secretly loving how easy they were together.

"I'm sorry." The older man gasped.

"No, you're not! Nobody ever is when they hear about it. The Warblers still won't let me forget about it."

"Oh wow, I can't believe you-." He burst out laughing again.

"It wasn't that funny! I was devastated at the time." Blaine complained. George managed to calm himself down.

"I'm going to need to meet more of your friends to get stories like this one out of them."

"Oh, god, you are never, ever meeting any of them. Between the childhood stories and my teenage stories I'll never get any peace."

George laughed again.

"Okay, okay, so you don't want it to be inappropriate. You're not going to sing, are you?"

Blaine paused.

"Well, yeah, it's kind of my-."

"No, no, no, Blaine. You want it to be special, correct?"

"Yes."

"You want it to mean something?"

"Yes, obviously but-."

"So do something you maybe aren't so good at, something you rarely do." George waited for Blaine to reply.

"What do you mean?" His son asked slowly.

"Tell him. Just you and him, nobody else there to complicate things, no a capella choir backing you up, no flashy gesture. Just you baring your soul. It'll go down a lot better, especially if he was there for the Jeremiah thing." He waited for his son to shoot it down, to tell him it was too sappy, too outdated.

"That's perfect, Dad." Blaine breathed. "He would be able to see how nervous and scared I was if I performed for him and knowing Kurt he would probably be disappointed that I didn't just come out and say it."

"Kurt? Is that his name?" George flashed back to That Night, to the young boy so grateful that someone had actually helped, to having his own son in his arms again.

"Yeah, he's been my best friend for a while now, I'm sure I've mentioned him before." Blaine explained.

"I think I heard you talking about going to a party with someone but you didn't mention their name."

"Oh... That was Kurt. Wasn't such a great party though."

"I feel like there is a story there. Also, I fully expect to meet this boy once you start dating." George said, a smile in his voice.

"Dad, he might not even feel the same anymore." Blaine replied, causing his father to raise his eyebrows.

"Anymore? Do you mean to say that this boy has told you he likes you in the past and you didn't do anything about it?"

"I know, Dad. I was so stupid."

"Just young, Blaine. You're supposed to make mistakes... Just don't mess this up." George teased.

"Thanks, Dad. I've gotta go get dinner. I love you."

"Love you, too, son. Don't leave it too late."

"I won't. Oh! Are you and Mom coming to Regionals on Saturday?" Blaine asked, his voice full of hope.

"Of course, I cleared the day so I wouldn't miss any of it. Your mother is still trying to move one of her meetings to a later time but you know she'll just skip it if she has to. She loves watching you perform. We both do." George hadn't been there for Blaine's first performance as a Warbler and he was still trying to make up for it.

"Awesome. Thanks again, Dad. I'll let you know how it goes."

"Okay, Blaine. Talk to you tomorrow then." His tone was teasing.

"Gee, Dad, no pressure or anything."

"Goodbye, Blaine."

George hadn't felt so light in a long time.

It had been a long day full of meetings and tiring negotiations and all George wanted to do was curl up and fall asleep but Blaine was bringing his boyfriend over for dinner.

Two days after their phone conversation, Blaine had called him again, pure joy evident in his voice. It had all gone as planned and he and his now boyfriend were going to be singing a duet together at Regionals.

The news had simultaneously overjoyed and worried the older Anderson. How would people react to two boys singing a duet? Granted, it was an all boys school so they didn't exactly have any other options but George was still scared something would happen to his baby boy again.

He didn't voice any of his worries though, he didn't want to dampen his son's happiness.

As soon as he walked through the door he could smell something delicious cooking, laughter ringing out from the kitchen.

George decided to put his work things away and change out of his suit before he went down to meet his son's boyfriend. It didn't take as long as he would've liked meaning he had less time to prepare himself for this. Was he supposed to be intimidating? Or friendly? Blaine wasn't his daughter who needed protecting but he was his youngest.

He reached the kitchen before he could make up his mind but as soon as he saw the boy with Blaine he knew exactly how he would act.

"Dad!" Blaine bounded up to him and hugged him tightly. George savoured the swelling feeling in his chest whenever his son showed an inkling of liking him. "This is my boyfriend Kurt." Blaine beamed like he still couldn't believe the boy he liked, liked him back.

"It's good to see you again, George." Kurt said, holding out his hand. George smiled and pulled the boy into his arms, ignoring the outstretched hand.

"You too, Kurt, you too. I see life is treating you better than it was last time we met."

"Wait, what?" Blaine interrupted, a look of complete confusion on his face. Kurt turned to him and kissed him on the cheek quickly causing the side of Blaine's mouth to twitch upwards.

"About six months ago my car was being fixed and a bunch of jocks had cornered me while I was walking home from school and George stepped in just before they did something other than call me names."

Blaine's jaw dropped, looking between Kurt and his dad.

"It was you." He breathed. He surged forward and hugged his boyfriend tightly. Kurt squeaked in surprise.

George smiled at the two boys who had changed his life. He really hoped they weren't just another high school romance, they were good for each other.