Hello! Thank you to the three people who reviewed. I'm glad you guys liked the first two chapters. This chapter is more fluff, but you also get a little bit of Burt, Blaine's background, and I've started to introduce the character who will be responsible for some drama later on in the story.

The song is Arms by Christina Perri.

I do not own Glee, and I'm sure if I did, it would be all Brittana and Klaine.

I used to be all for Dalton's rule of no PDA on campus, for I felt that it was awkward to walk down the halls and see couples making out all over the lockers. It would've helped me scout out who was gay and who was straight, but I understood why the rule was in place.

However, now that I was in a relationship with the boy of my dreams, I despised that rule. I loathed it with every fiber of my being. I wanted nothing more than to just push Kurt up against the lockers whenever I felt like it and kiss him.

It wasn't like we didn't see enough of each other, or that we didn't get to kiss often. We walked to every class together, and most days, we'd end up making out in Kurt's room after school.

I tried to push those thoughts aside as we walked into Warbler Hall. It was Kurt's day to audition for a solo, and he refused to let me know what song he was singing.

We took our normal seats on the couch in the center of the room. I couldn't help noticing a boy I didn't recognize standing near the windows next to us. Before I could get up and introduce myself or at least ask what he was doing here, Wes hit his gavel on the desk.

"Let's get this meeting started, shall we?" Wes asked, looking at David.

"I'd like to begin by introducing you to our newest member, Jake," David beckoned Jake over to him. "He's a foreign exchange student from London. He'll audition in tomorrow, but he isn't going to be in this class forever, so we invited him to join anyway."

The Warblers all greeted him with a "Hello, Jake" or a "Welcome to the Warblers" before Wes banged his gavel against the desk again.

"Let's not waste time. Kurt, are you ready to sing?" Wes asked, motioning for Jake to take a seat in one of the available chairs in the back of the room.

Kurt jumped up handed an accompaniment tape to Thad. He then walked over to the window and turned his back to everyone.

The music started, and I saw him take a deep breath. He started to sing, slowly turning to face me.

I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart

But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start.

He didn't take his eyes off of me as he walked away from the window and through the rest of the Warblers.

You put your arms around me

And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go.

You put your arms around me and I'm home.

I held my breath to keep from crying. Kurt moved his gaze from mine and started to look around at the other Warblers.

How many times will let you me change my mind and turn around

I can't decide if I'll let you save my life or if I'll drown.

I hope that you see right through my walls

I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling

I'll never let a love get so close

You put your arms around me and I'm home.

A tear ran down my face. Kurt looked at me and I saw his eyes start to get a little watery, too.

The world is coming down on me and I can't find a reason to be loved

I never wanna leave you but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone.

You put your arms around me

And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go.

I hope that you see right through my walls

I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling.

I'll never let a love get so close

You put your arms around me and I'm home.

Kurt walked towards me and reached out his hand. I let him pull me up, and we stood there with our hands clasped as he sang to me.

I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth

And I've never opened up.

I've never truly loved 'Till you put your arms around me

And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go.

I hope that you see right through my walls

I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling.

I'll never let a love get so close

You put your arms around me and I'm home.

Kurt sniffed back a tear, and looked at me with more adoration in his eyes than I could have ever imagined. I loved him more in that moment than I thought I would ever be able to.

You put your arms around me and I'm home.

I leaned into him and gave him a kiss that I hoped would show him how I felt.

I heard Wes say, "Alright, alright. We get it. Please go back to your seats."

I broke away from Kurt and finally looked around at the other Warblers. I had completely forgotten that they were there.

Most of the Warblers were still clapping for Kurt with looks that said, "They're so sweet!"

However, there was one face in the back of the classroom that just looked at them with absolute disgust.

"You put your hands on me in my skin tight jeans," we sang at the top of our lungs as I drove to Lima. Tonight was the night that I was to officially meet Kurt's parents, and I was frightened out of my mind.

I turned my music down and turned to Kurt. "What should I expect? How should I act?"

Kurt grabbed my iPod and started flipping through songs. "Just be yourself, Blaine. Carole will love you, and Dad won't want to murder you, I promise."

That wasn't exactly the answer I was looking for, but I accepted it.

We drove up to Kurt's house and saw Finn getting out of his car. He stopped and waited for us to get out.

"Hi Kurt," Finn said before enveloping his step-brother in a tight hug. He then stepped over to me and awkwardly extended his hand. "Hello, Blaine. Puck gave you the big brother speech, right? So I don't have to?"

I shook his hand and nodded, trying to keep a cheery grin on my face. I knew Kurt could see how nervous I was, because he gave my hand a reassuring squeeze and smiled at me.

"Well, if you thought that was bad, just wait until Burt gets to you," Finn mumbled.

I tried to clear away the thoughts of shotguns and what kind of casket I would like as we walked inside. We were immediately greeted by Carole, who gave us all a hug and welcomed me into their home.

Burt walked in from the kitchen right then and Kurt ran to him. "Hey kiddo, I've missed you a lot."

"I've missed you too, Dad," Kurt said, hugging him.

Burt's eyes met mine and he walked over to me and extended his hand. I shook it, and he said, "Hello, Blaine. It's nice to finally meet you. Do you mind, uh, coming with me for a second?" Without waiting for any sort of answer, he walked into the garage. I shot a worried look at Kurt, who just nodded, and I followed Burt.

"Alright, Blaine, first thing's first. How long have you and my son been together?"

"About three weeks, sir." Kurt and I had decided that the day that we kissed was the first day of our relationship.

"How do you feel about my son?" Burt asked awkwardly.

"I really care about him." I thought for a second. I hadn't even told Kurt that I loved him yet, but I knew I did. I decided that telling Burt would be a good idea. "I...I love him, sir."

"I see. You aren't just saying that so that I'll let you date him and you'll take advantage of him?"

"Not at all. I would never do that to Kurt. I promise you."

"Good. Uh, I guess that's all. You can call me Burt, by the way."

"Thank you, si- Burt."

Burt opened the door to find Kurt and Carole pressed up against it. They straightened up quickly and hurried into the kitchen. Burt gave out a soft laugh and nudged me in the direction of the kitchen.

As soon as I entered, Kurt threw his arms around me and said, "I knew he wouldn't murder you."

Carole laughed put a hand on my back. "Welcome to the family, Blaine."

"I'm going to give you a tour of the house!" Kurt said excitedly.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs to his room. He turned looked deep into my eyes.

"You said you loved me," Kurt said, sounding somewhere between happy surprised.

So he had heard that part of the conversation. "I do, Kurt. I really do. I just haven't said that to you yet, because I was worried that it would be taking it too fast and-"

"I love you so much, Blaine Anderson," Kurt said, interrupting my rambling.

I gave out a breathy laugh and said, "I know, I heard you telling you Mercedes on the phone last week."

Kurt turned red and ducked his head. I used my hand to angle his face upwards so that I could kiss him. I broke away after a few seconds and whispered to him, "I've loved you since the moment I saw you."

"I knew love at first sight was real," Kurt said, pulling me in for a deeper kiss.

After a minute or so, I heard Finn say, "Dudes, not cool." I looked up to see him in the doorway. His face was a deeper shade of red than I ever thought possible. "Uh, dinner's ready." With that, Finn launched himself up the stairs and out of sight. Kurt and I just laughed and followed him.

"How did it go, did he murder you?" David asked as soon as I walked into my room.

"He couldn't have murdered him, he's right there," Wes said, walking out of the bathroom.

"Right, right," David said.

"Well, since he didn't murder you, I suppose it went well?" Wes asked me.

"Very well. I told Kurt that I loved him," I told them, knowing that they've waiting for me to say it for a while.

"Finally!" David exclaimed.

"We should celebrate!" Wes added.

"With drinks."

"No drinks, I'm done with drinks for a while."

"No fun," David responded with a pout.

"Guys!" I shouted over them. "Can you take this elsewhere?"

"Yes," they said before exiting the room.

My phone beeped, signaling that I had a text.

From: Kurt

Can I come over?

I laughed aloud and replied.

To: Kurt

Of course. Miss me already?

Kurt didn't reply, because he was already waiting outside my room. He opened up my door and started talking before I could register any shock at his sudden appearance.

"I have a new roommate."

"Oh?" I asked, patting the bed beside me, motioning for him to sit down.

"He's that new British exchange student. He hasn't said a word to me. I tried to start a conversation with him, and he just ignored me."

"That's bizarre," I said, not wanting to think about exchange students or why this one was being rude. I just wanted to sit down and watch a movie or cuddle.

Kurt finally sat down next to me and we intertwined our legs as well as our fingers. I could tell he was confused by his new roommate, so I offered that we watch TLC to get his mind off of Jake.

"Oh, I love What Not To Wear!" Kurt exclaimed and curled up closer to me, laying his head on my chest.

"I do, too," I said, nestling my chin into his hair.

We sat in contented silence for most of the episode until Kurt said, "Blaine?"

"Mhm?"

"Can I meet your parents?"

I had been dreading that question. When I didn't respond, Kurt sat up and looked at me.

"You can if you really want," I said with a bit of uncertainty in my voice.

"What does that mean?

"I haven't really talked to my parents since I transferred to Dalton."

Kurt looked worried and confused. "Why?

"I was beat up at my old school for being gay even before I'd really come out. My parents insisted on knowing why I had been attacked and I had to tell them the truth. They weren't the most accepting. They didn't really kick me out, but they transferred me here and neither them nor I tried contacting the other. I just stay here over the weekends and go to Wes' on holidays."

Kurt just stared at me with concern in his eyes. He looked down. "I guess I probably shouldn't meet your parents, then."

I looked at our intertwined hands and gave a small laugh. "That's probably a good idea."

"Y'know, Blaine, I just realized that I don't know very much about you."

"Not true. You know a lot."

"Can I just ask you a few questions? And will you answer them truthfully?"

"Of course, Kurt."

"How many relationships have you been in?"

I should have known that question was coming. I decided to answer it as truthfully as I could. "I've had two boyfriends, including you, but I've dated four people."

"How many... How many people have you been in love with?" Kurt asked after a little hesitation.

"Just you," I answered immediately.

Kurt smiled at me and said, "I guess that's all I really wanted to know."

I gave out a hearty laugh. "Can I ask you the same questions?"

"Okay. Uh, I've only dated you and Britney-"

"What?" I asked, shocked. "Britney? The blonde girl who's dating Santana?"

"Yeah. I was trying to be straight for my dad."

I stifled a laugh. "Continue.

"And I've only been in love with you."

I leaned over and kissed Kurt full on the lips. He eagerly returned the kiss, running a hand through my hair. I place my hand on the bed on the other side of him and slid my tongue into his mouth.

Kurt used his hand that was running through my hair to move my hand and roll over onto me, straddling my hips.

I could feel the kiss getting more passionate and urgent, and I heard Kurt let out a moan. That little sound made my pants feel much tighter.

I pulled away with every intention of stopping before we got too far, but Kurt took that opportunity to lean down and kiss my neck. I couldn't remember how to form words.

Kurt moved closer in to me, and I could feel a bulge growing in his pants as well. That brought me back a bit and I was finally able to whisper, "Stop, Kurt."

"Why?" Kurt asked in between kisses.

I shook my head and put my hand on his chest, pushing him back a bit. "Because soon, we won't be able to stop, and I don't think either of us are ready for that yet."

Kurt looked embarrassed and rejected, which broke my heart a little bit. I pulled him into a hug and whispered, "I love you so much."

He relaxed in my arms and whispered "I love you, too."

We stayed there for a little while, but Kurt eventually pulled away and said, "I better be going back. It's almost time for Mr. Connel to check the rooms."

Kurt got up and opened the door. David was seated outside. He stood up as soon as Kurt left.

David closed the door and thrust his pelvis towards me. "Get some!"

I just rolled my eyes and curled up with my pillow that now smelled like Kurt.

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