A/N: I'm back from my exams! Did you miss me? Haha, you didn't have to. Anyways, here's your next chapter. I hope it's acceptable.
Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Glee and its characters belong to Fox Network, Ryan Murphy, Brad Falchuk and Ian Brennan. Story idea belongs to me.

After about five minutes of sitting by the door, Kurt got up and went to his room. He went to his mirror where he stared at his wings. He really wanted to keep them free at school, but with the arrival of Blaine, it was unlikely that his father would let him.

Carole came home an hour later, followed by Finn and Burt, who arrived a half an hour and another hour later respectively. Kurt desperately wanted to tell his dad about Blaine, but decided that dinner wasn't the best time to discuss it, in case Finn caught wind and spread the news around the school. Carole had prepared an amazing dinner, as usual. Meal time was silent, save for the occasional hums and thanks. To take his mind off Blaine, Kurt volunteered to do the washing up. It helped temporarily, but when he finished the cleaning, his mind jumped back to the issue of Blaine.

Kurt packed up and headed to the lounge room, where he found his dad and Finn watching television. Actually, Finn was dozing off, so it was only Burt who was watching the television. Kurt decided that this was the best time to talk to his dad, however, Finn could wake up and eavesdrop on their discussion.

"Dad," Kurt began as he walked to where Burt was sitting. Burt turned the television off and looked up at Kurt, waiting for his son to continue. "Can... Can I talk to you?" Burt nodded once and spread his hands in a 'go on' type of gesture. "Actually, I wondering if we could talk somewhere a little more... private?" Kurt suggested while nodding his head towards Finn. His father understood and Kurt led him to his room. Kurt sat down at his table, while Burt sat on the bed.

"What's up, kiddo?" Burt asked while his wings raised and lowered slightly.

"You know how you asked me to hide my wings today?" Burt nodded. "Well, we got a new student at school today and... and he's also a wing carrier." If his father was surprised, he certainly didn't show it.

"How did you know he was a wing carrier?"

"His wings were out." Kurt replied in a small voice. "I guess he thought that he was the only carrier at his new school, so he let them out." Burt nodded in understanding.

"What was his name?"

"Blaine. Blaine Anderson."

Suddenly, Burt's wings straightened out, greying feathers reflecting under the bedroom lights, looking like sharp blades. Kurt immediately felt cold inside. He saw his dad's jaw muscles tense, then relax. Something wasn't right.

"Dad... Is there something bad about Blaine?"

"No. Nothing's bad about this Blaine boy, but, many years ago, I had an... argument with a wing carrier with the last name of Anderson. I know that there's not many wing carriers in America, and even fewer who go by the last name of Anderson, so I'm just assuming that your friend is related to that man."

"Okay, okay, I get it, dad." Kurt wanted him to stop before his blood pressure rose too much. However, he did want to know the story. Kurt decided to ask his father about it later. "So what should I do tomorrow? Should I go to school with or without my wings out?" Burt considered this for a moment, before deciding that Kurt should keep his wings in until the end of the week. Kurt agreed with his father just as his phone vibrated on the table. Kurt picked up his phone to inspect the message, as Burt stood up and walked to the door.

"Oh, Kurt, one last thing," his son looked up from his phone. The father grinned. "I told you so." And with that, the exited the room. Kurt was left staring at the space his dad had just vacated. He smiled to himself. Only fathers could have that kind of sense of humour.

Returning his focus to his phone, he found out that there were actually two new messages, both from different unknown numbers. Kurt opened the first one. It read:

Hey Kurt! It's Blaine. Did you think I was some creepy stalker? Well, I'm sorry I'm not that. Instead, I am now at home, trying to fight my way though boredom. I would be happy if you replied. :) - Blaine :D

Kurt laughed at Blaine's message. It was originally Blaine. Kurt smiled, saved the number and quickly composed a reply:

Blaine! I see that you're home safely. Thanks again for bringing me home. I still haven't had the chance of cuffing Finn over the head. :( So what's up? - Kurt :)

He sent the message and opened the second one. It was from Santana. Kurt quickly skimmed it and found out that it was about Blaine's confession in the car park that afternoon. Kurt paled. He had forgotten about Santana and Brittany's presence at the car park. Knowing those two Cheerios, the word about Blaine's straightness, of lack of, would quickly spread around McKinley. Kurt read it again to find that Santana wasn't going to release the secret:

To former Cheerio Kurt. You are lucky that that piece of fresh meat is your friend. If he wasn't, his secret would've been out and around by now. Since you used to be one of us, Brittany and I have agreed to keep this secret. If either you or your hobbit friend says or does anything which would compromise this situation, I would not hesitate to expose it. Have to go now, Brittany is waiting. - Santana

Kurt let out a breath of relief. Santana was going to keep quiet. All he had to do was to keep quiet on the situation...

Wait, he thought. What situation?

Before he could re-read the message, his phone alerted him of a new message from Blaine.

Finally you reply! I was slowly dying here! But haha no worries, and I'm sure you'll get the chance soon. :) Anyways, did you see Santana and Brittany when we were in the parking lot? Was it just me, or were they all over each other? I think my gaydar pinged. - Blaine :D

Kurt blinked and thought back to that afternoon. Santana and Brittany, pinkies linked and sides practically glued together. Then it clicked. Santana's situation. But she and Brittany did that all the time. Maybe because he was used to their closeness that he didn't notice. Santana was with Brittany, and she didn't want anyone to know about it. Kurt gathered his thoughts and wrote back to Blaine.

Hmm... I think you're right about Santana and Brittany. I received a message from Santana stating that she is willing to keep your secret from McKinley, but in return, we must not 'compromise this situation'. She didn't say what the 'situation' was, so I'm now guessing this is it. What do you think? - Kurt :)

Almost immediately, he got a reply.

Yeah, sounds about right. Let's thank her tomorrow. :D Anyways, what are you doing? - Blaine :D

Sure. Right now, I'm in my room, texting you. I just had a talk with my dad. What about you? - Kurt :)

Kurt had almost typed what he was discussing with his dad, that is, Blaine's wings. Since he and Burt had decided to hide Kurt's wings, he still needed to pretend to be a normal human just for the rest of this week, for the sake of his father. Who knew if Blaine was actually the relative of the man that Burt had an argument with. Probably Blaine and Mr Anderson himself, but that was beside the point. Kurt let this play around in his head until he felt tired.

Blaine had replied that he was about to go to bed, which prompted Kurt to check the time. It was actually quite late, and he hadn't noticed. Kurt sent a goodnight to Blaine and waited for a reply. A reply didn't come until 30 minutes later, when he had just finished his nightly moisturising routine.

Goodnight to you, too. And be ready by 7am tomorrow. ;) - Blaine :D

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Preview of next chapter:
"Aren't you hot?" asked Kurt as he observed Blaine's outfit.

See you on the 15th! :D