This is for 1gleefan who wanted to see what Blaine thought of his dad's sudden change in attitude. Hope you enjoy!

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Disclaimer: Only George is mine

Blaine was confused.

His weekend had been amazing. For the first time since he came out his dad paid attention to him and wanted to spend time with him and told him he loved him. It was great, it made Blaine so happy.

It made Blaine confused.

People don't generally change like that without something making them, like in movies and someone has a near death experience and decides to live their life to the fullest. Or you have three ghosts visit you in the middle of the night and tell you how much of an ass you're being.

Maybe that's what happened.

Because his dad had hardly talked to him without looking decidedly uncomfortable and stand-offish since he'd come out a year or so ago.

So Blaine decided to wait out the week and see if it lasted to the next weekend before he let it sink in fully, he really didn't want to be hurt again.

But he didn't make it through the week.

On Tuesday, just after dinner, Blaine's phone buzzed beside him, cutting his conversation with Nick off abruptly.

'Dad' flashed up on the screen. His jaw dropped a little before he hurried to excuse himself, answering it.

"Hello."

"Hi, Blaine. How are you doing?"

"Good, I'm good. You?" Blaine felt nervous at the small talk.

"I'm good." There was a smile in his father's voice. "How's school?"

"It's tough at the moment, I have a few assignments to complete but having the Warblers helps."

"That's good, son. Do you have any performances coming up? I haven't seen you perform in a long time." There was an apologetic tone in his voice and Blaine couldn't stop himself from blurting.

"Why are you being so nice?" He cringed at his own words. "I mean, why now, what changed?" He asked figuring he couldn't take it back now.

His father was silent for a while. Just when Blaine's heart started to sink, thinking that maybe his father hadn't meant to be nice, he answered.

"I have been thinking about it for a long time, I always loved you , Blaine. Through everything, but I didn't know how to show it, I'm trying to learn." There was a pause. "On Friday I came across a boy surrounded by a bunch of meatheads who were obviously intimidating him. I had to help him because it reminded me of you and if it had been you then I would have got you out of there in a second.

"The kid looked about your age and he seemed so resigned to the fact he was being bullied. When I go the boys to leave I gave the boy a ride home, just in case the meatheads were lurking, waiting for me to leave and he told me that..." Blaine heard George take a deep breath. "He told me that no matter what had gone wrong during the day, when his dad told him he loved him it made everything okay. So as soon as I got home I just hold back and I don't regret it at all."

"Wow, Dad, that's amazing. Was the boy okay?" Blaine asked, still stunned at the revelation.

"Yeah, just a bit shook up. He looked like he needed a bit of reassurance so I told him to have courage but I have a feeling he already had that in spades." George answered. Blaine was quiet for a moment.

"I-I want to have this relationship with you all the time, Dad, but I can't help but feel that it's going to change again and you'll go back to being awkward and uncomfortable around me."

"I know I'm going to have to work for your trust again, Blaine. I never want you to feel like I don't accept you or love you or am uncomfortable around you because I'm not. I want you to be yourself. I'm so proud of the man you are becoming, mostly without my help. I want to spend more time with you, if you want that too."

" Of course I do, Dad. That's all I've wanted for a long time." Blaine let out a relieved huff of breath.

"Then we'll spend more time together and talk more and hopefully we'll be okay."

"I hope so, Dad, I've missed you." He felt tears start to well up and he looked up to try and rid himself of them.

"I've missed you too, son. We'll do something together this weekend, you can choose." George said, sounding a bit emotional as well.

"I-I can't wait, I'll think about it."

"Your mother is calling me for dinner so I have to go but I'll talk to you soon okay?"

"I'd like that." Blaine said with a smile. "I love you."

"I love you too, Blaine. Bye." His dad said.

"Bye." Blaine said before ending the call and flopping down onto his bed, having somehow made his way t his room during the conversation.

He could feel the little spark of hope in his chest ignite, it felt like there was a fireworks display going off in his chest.

Maybe everything would be okay.