A/N: Hello everyone! How are you surviving Glee hiatus? I'm a mess, but I'm busy working so that's good. Anyway I'm guessing one more chapter after this (or two, that depends) and, maybe an epilogue. Enjoy!

21. It's all relative(s)

"Dad, what are you doing here and how did you get in the conference?"

"I just said I was your dad and a guy at the door let me in."

"Oh."

Kurt said quietly while Burt was keeping the door open to allow the boys and Alex to come inside, escaping the journalists while Kelly took care of them. Alex looked oddly at peace and took a seat on a chair, right after she shook Burt's hand and introduced herself.

"Dad, this is Blaine. Blaine this is my dad, Burt Hummel."

Blaine's cheeks were on fire. Did he just said that he was gonna have sex with Kurt in front of his dad? Worse: wild, animal sex. He shyly took Burt's hand and managed to whisper something.

"Nice to meet you, sir."

"Likewise"

Alex looked at the scene amused and Kurt was actually surprised that she wasn't freaked out at all, after Blaine's little breakdown.

"So, I assume from the little display out there that this is your boyfriend, Kurt?"

"Yes?"

Kurt looked at Blaine, they never said anything about their actual relationship, but he assumed they were sort of an item since they confessed their love to each other. Blaine just confessed it to the entire world, actually.

"Are you asking me? Of course I am your boyfriend!"

Blaine paused and looked back at Kurt.

"Right?"

Burt look at the two of them and sighed. Kurt tried to concentrate on his father, but he had this stupid smile on his face because, let's face it, after declaring his love for Kurt to the entire world, he just told he was his boyfriend. Blaine Anderson was Kurt's boyfriend and he wanted to kiss him right there, but he couldn't so he just tried to focus on the situation.

"So, we've established that you guys are together, right?"

They both nodded at Burt's question.

"How come you never mentioned it, Kurt?"

Kurt was thinking about a good answer but he couldn't come up with anything.

"It was my fault, sir."

Blaine jumped in the conversation.

"I-I just came out of the closet, actually, and I asked Kurt not to tell anything until I was ready. Which, apparently, I was today."

Burt took off his baseball cup and scratch his head, then put the cap back on. Kurt knew that he needed more information when he started acting like that, so he placed a hand on his father's arm.

"Dad, let's talk about this at home, okay? I'll introduce you to my roommates and we can eat something."

Burt just nodded.

"Alex, Blaine are you coming?"

Alex looked up at Blaine, leaving the decision to him. But the boy shook his head.

"No, you go and spend a little time with your dad. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

Blaine gave him a little peck on the lips, then Kurt and his dad went out the back door and went home.

"And that's how we got where we are now, dad. Seriously there's nothing creepy or absurd about this."

Kurt was opening the door to the apartment, they had some troubles avoiding the press and paparazzi but, with Burt there, it was easier to get through. On their way home, Kurt had told Burt the gist of what happened between him and Blaine, leaving the dirty details off of course, and his dad listened without saying a word. Now they were home and the whole story was told but Burt still wasn't talking about it, so Kurt just showed him the house and took his bags to the room.

"And this is my room."

"Well, it's nice. You have quite a life up here, kiddo."

Kurt smiled.

"But…are you sure this Blaine guy is right for you?"

"I love him, dad. And he loves me."

"You've known him for three months!"

"Almost four, now. But this is not the point! I really don't know why it is but I just feel me and Blaine have something special here, and I want to see where it goes. Right now I couldn't think of my life without him because it wouldn't be my life."

Burt watched his son, all red and flustered, that only happened when he really cared about something.

"Okay, Kurt. Let's have some dinner and rest a little. Tomorrow maybe you and I can take Blaine out for coffee. I'd like to know him better."

Kurt hugged his dad, tight.

"I bet he would love that too."

"Mr. Hummel, Kurt always talk about you. Penny and I couldn't wait to meet you."

"Well, thank you Amy. Kurt talks a lot about you two too."

The girls smiled.

"So, spill the dirt mr. Hummel. We wanna know every embarrassing moment of Kurt's like before he met us. Like have you ever caught him playing with himself or something?"

"Penny!"

Kurt jumped off his seat. He knew that Amy, Penny and his father would've been an awful combination.

"That happened a couple of times, actually. But maybe I should tell you about the time he had a crush on his step-brother."

"Dad!"

Penny and Amy gasped, and the red-headed girl looked at him shaking her head.

"Kurt! You're a pretty little pervo, aren't you?"

Kurt blushed and started yelling.

"He wasn't my step-brother when I had a crush on him!"

They were all laughing at Kurt, so he just gave up.

"Okay, fine dad! You told your thing, now finish your dinner and go to bed!"

"Oh, maybe your friends would like to know about the time - "

"Ooookay, who's ready for dessert?"

Kurt covered his dad's mouth and got up to get the chocolate cake Penny had made. The girls didn't protest and just helped him, but Burt whispered to them that he would tell them the story when Kurt wasn't around.

"Hey. I wanted to check on you, how's your dad?"

"He's great! He told Penny and Amy all the embarrassing stories there are about me. And now he's sleeping in my bed and I'm breaking my back on the couch."

"I can't believe I missed the embarrassing stories. But, if you want, I have plenty of room in my bed."

"Blaine, my dad's here. I cannot sneak out to have a midnight encounter with my boyfriend."

"I would've said booty call but midnight encounter, I love the sound of that. It's so old fashioned. How about a little, old phone sex?"

"Blaine Anderson, I have a better proposition for you."

"Better than phone sex? Skype video sex?"

"No, Pervy McPervertson. My dad wants to have breakfast with you tomorrow."

"Well, if you think breakfast with your dad is a better proposition than sex, we sure have a problem here."

"Come on! He wants a chance to get to know you better. Please, babe."

"Nuh-uh you're not playing fair. You cannot use the 'babe' thing against me."

"Pretty, pretty please."

Kurt could almost hear Blaine smiling on the other side of the phone, then the boy let out a sigh.

"Okay. One condition: my treat! Come here around 9, okay?"

"That's great! Thank you, thank you."

"How about that phone sex now?"

"Goodnight, Blaine."

Kurt hung up and smiled at his phone. He didn't even have the time to put it on the table next to the couch, that it buzzed in his hands.

Goodnight, Kurt. I love you. – B

Kurt's toes curled up and he widely smiled, looking at the screen. He quickly typed a response and hit send.

I love you too. – K

He then let out a dreamy sigh, trying his best to fall asleep.

"Come on dad! We're gonna be late!"

"Chill, Kurt! Can I just have one bite of these delicious cupcakes?"

"No! We're supposed to have breakfast with Blaine!"

Penny watched the argument amused by Kurt's power on his dad. She gave a bite to one of the cupcake and started talking with her mouth full.

"I'll save you some Mr.H."

"Thanks, Penny."

Kurt took his dad by his arm and started dragging him towards the door.

"Let's goooo! Bye girls, we'll see you later."

And they were gone.

"Alex, help me! I'm freaking out!"

"And good morning to you, Blaine!"

"Kurt's coming here."

"So?"

Blaine heard the girl shushing somebody and laughing.

"With his dad!"

"Oh."

The girl laughed again, but the sound was muffled like she was covering the phone with a hand.

"You're with Sam, aren't you?"

"No!"

"You answered too quickly."

A pause. Then Blaine heard two people laughing.

"Hi Blaine!"

"Hi, Sam."

Blaine sighed, but he was smiling for his happiness for Alex. She deserved to relax a little and they had a rough day ahead.

"I'm sorry, Blaine. I sent him to cook breakfast. I'm all yours."

"Nevermind, go enjoy your morning, while I'll eat my last meal before Kurt's dad murder me."

"Oh, poor baby. I bet he's not that bad."

"Alex, I said that I was gonna have wild, animal sex with his son."

There was silence, then Blaine heard a smack on the other side of the phone.

"Sam's back, is he?"

"No…okay, yes. I'm sorry, I have to go."

"Yeah, go. I'll just wait here. I'll wait alone the time of my death."

"Yeah, let me know what kind of flowers do you want, okay?"

"You're pure evil!"

They both laughed and said goodbye.

"I just don't understand why we can't go out and I can buy him breakfast?"

Kurt was pushing his dad inside the elevator.

"Because, dad, after yesterday's little display, it's not safe for Blaine to be out. You saw for yourself, we had to practically dive the paparazzi wave on the way here."

It was true, paparazzi and journalists were all over the place, plus Kurt's face was on the first page of every magazine. He was not used to it, but he tried to concentrate on the forthcoming problem: keeping Blaine alive.

As soon as the elevators doors opened, Kurt and Burt entered the apartment. Burt whistled.

"Wow, you're a smart one, kiddo. Look at this!"

"Dad, are you insinuating that I'm a gold digger?"

Burt laughed loudly and Kurt followed, giving him a little slap on the arm. Seconds later, Blaine appeared, he was wearing stone blue jeans and a grey t-shirt. It was simple and Kurt loved it, it took all his self control and the acknowledgement of his dad's presence to not jump at Blaine right there. He blushed at the thought and smiled at his boyfriend.

"Good morning you two! I hope the mess downstairs didn't bother you too much."

"Not at all, dad can scare those paparazzi off easily."

Kurt leaned in to kiss Blaine on his lips but the boy moved his head and the kiss was on the cheeks, instead. Kurt watched Blaine with a big question mark on his face, but the shorter boy just nodded towards Burt, flushing. Kurt laughed at him, and pushed him in the kitchen.

"Come on, let's go eat. Are you coming dad?"

Burt was looking around the apartment, and he was particularly fixating on the 56-inch flat screen tv, but he followed the boys as soon as Kurt called him.

The kitchen counter was full of everything you could eat for breakfast: pancakes, bagels, donuts, waffles, bacon, eggs and milk, coffee, juice, tea and water.

"Whoa, Blaine. Are you expecting an army or something?"

"N-no. It's just that I didn't know what you like the most, sir. So I took out a bit of everything."

They all sat at the counter and Burt gave a smile to Blaine, who shyly started carving some bread. They ate in silence for a couple of minutes, then Burt cleared his throat and started talking.

"So, Blaine, how about your parents?"

"Uhm, how about them?"

"Where are they?"

Kurt was about to choke on his cereals, not even him had asked something about Blaine's parents, he was waiting for the boy to tell him.

"They live in Ohio. They work there."

"Oh, yeah, Kurt told me you're from Westerville, right?"

"Yes, sir."

Burt gave a bite to a bagel.

"So, what do they do?"

"My parents?"

Burt nodded.

"My dad is a broker and my mum is a psychologist."

"Mh, and do they know you're gay?"

"They do. But if they didn't, I bet they would know by now."

Kurt smiled and placed his hand on Blaine's.

"Anyway, they know and they're fine with it, so everything's fine."

"And do you have any siblings?"

"A brother."

"Dad, don't you think is enough with the third degree?"

"It's okay Kurt, I don't mind. Your dad is just trying to get to know me better, since I'm dating you and everything, I think it's totally legit."

"Oh, don't kiss ass Blaine!"

"I'm not kissing ass!" He looked at Burt. "Seriously, sir. I'm not!"

But Burt was looking at them, laughing. The horror on Blaine's face cracked him up, the fact that the boy was trying so hard to be polite and nice was hilarious.

"Relax, Blaine. I'm not gonna kill you, Contrary to popular belief, I don't really own a shotgun. Even though I would've likely used one on some of Kurt's ex-boyfriends."

"Dad!"

Blaine looked at Kurt raising an eye-brow.

"Some, uh? How many were there?"

Kurt sighed and threw his head back, then he gave an angry look at his dad.

"Thanks, dad. Thanks a lot."

Burt and Blaine both laughed at Kurt.

"Ah-ah. Very funny."

The breakfast went on pretty well, and Kurt was so glad to see Burt and Blaine were getting along, even if it was at his own expenses.

"You should see some photos of his tea parties when he was eight."

"There are photos? Oh, I definitely have to see those."

"No you don't!"

It was a little after eleven that Blaine received a phone call from Alex, he had to meet with some of the people of the vampire movie he was shooting.

"I'm so sorry but I really have to get going."

"Sure thing, kiddo. Kurt why don't you show me around?"

"Dad, I think I need to go with Blaine."

"Nonsense, Kurt. Stay with your dad. Me and Alex can handle this."

Kurt was a little disappointed, he wanted to spend some time alone with Blaine. But he just hugged him and him and his dad said goodbye. Burt shook Blaine's hand and then they were in the elevator. Burt cleared his throat and placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"You found yourself the right one, kiddo."

Kurt just smiled and nodded.

"I know, dad."

TBC