After explaining to Blaine everything that happened, Blaine agreed to meet his friends. Kurt knew that he was nervous about it, but he knew that he couldn't keep Blaine hidden from his friends for forever, so it was easier to get it over with, right?
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Kurt," Blaine laughed. "Sh-sh-shut up." He said, kissing his boyfriend for a moment before pulling away.
"I don't want you to do something that you're uncomfortable with."
"I'm n-n-not uncomfortable with it," Blaine argued. "I'm n-n-nervous b-but w-w-when am I n-n-not n-n-nervous?" He teased.
Kurt sighed, pressing another hard kiss to Blaine's lips and pulling away with a 'mwah.' "Ready for this?" He asked
"As r-r-ready as I'll ever b-b-be."
They left Kurt's car, linking hands almost immediately and making their way down to the park. They had decided to have a picnic in the park as all of the New Directions wanted to meet Blaine, and there were quite a lot of them.
A few cheers sounded as the boys made their way hand-in-hand down to the picnic, and Sam hit Puck up the back of the head for starting it while Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand tighter. Kurt probably would've made a sarcastic remark had Blaine not been so nervous.
Blaine sat down next to Sam and Kurt sat down right next to him, keeping their hands locked together tightly. Kurt pointed to everyone who was sitting around the picnic blanket and told Blaine their names. He just nodded, unsure of what to do with himself.
"Well..." Santana said, looking at Blaine. "He's not exactly what I'd have imagined was your type -"
"Stop," Kurt said, glaring at Santana. "The second any of you say something snarky, rude or sarcastic, you're leaving. I'm not putting up with any crap from you guys today."
"Feisty Hummel," Puck teased.
"I swear to god -"
"Kurt." Sam warned, causing Kurt to huff in defiance.
"Well," Mercedes said. "I, for one, am happy for you. Even though I'm still mad that you didn't tell me."
"Thank you," Kurt smiled. "Okay, this is really awkward, can somebody please say something?"
Blaine giggled a little, leaning against Kurt's arm.
"Food!" Sam announced. "We're having a picnic and we're not eating anything."
"There's m-m-meat," Blaine grimaced. "Who p-p-planned this?"
"Guilty." Mercedes shrugged.
"There's some fruit," Kurt said, reaching across to grab the bowl that contained nothing but fruit. "Mercedes," He groaned. "Seriously, everything but this bowl includes meat."
"It's f-f-fine," Blaine smiled. "I'm n-n-not t-too h-hungry and if I d-do g-g-get hungry there are shops n-n-not t-too f-f-f-far away."
Kurt huffed. "Stop being sweet."
"I c-c-can't." Blaine grinned.
"You guys are sickening." Santana scoffed.
"You're just jealous." Kurt retorted, poking his tongue out at Santana.
"Touché."
"Blaine Warbler," Brittany said suddenly. Kurt muttered an 'oh god...' under his breath and reached for something to eat, not trusting himself not to make a comment unless he was eating something. "Is it true that you're a dolphin?"
"Um..." Blaine mumbled.
"Just go with it," Sam whispered. "She thinks dolphins are gay sharks."
"I g-g-guess..." Blaine answered. "Sh-should I b-b-be offended?"
"No," Kurt laughed. "She calls me a dolphin too, it's fine."
They talked a little more while they ate, before Sam walked Blaine to the shop to find vegetarian-friendly food, leaving Kurt alone with the New Directions.
"Kurt," Mercedes smiled, reaching out to cover Kurt's hand with her own. "He's amazing."
"Even I have to admit it," Santana began. "You did good, Hummel."
"Thank you guys for not scaring my boyfriend away," Kurt laughed. "This day honestly went a lot better than I thought it would."
"We're not all bad you know," Puck laughed. "We can be nice if we want to."
"I still find it weird that's he's a vegetarian..." Finn mumbled. Kurt just laughed threw a grape at his brother.
Sam and Blaine returned soon after, and Blaine ran up behind Kurt and hugged him, eliciting a yelp from Kurt as he had no idea Blaine was behind him.
"Don't do that to me!" Kurt exclaimed, laughing as Blaine kept hugging him, resting his chin on his shoulder and grinning widely.
"Y-y-you're such a d-drama q-qu-qu-qu-queen." Blaine laughed, rolling his eyes fondly and pressing a kiss to Kurt's cheek before detaching himself from his boyfriend.
"Come back," Kurt whined. "I liked hugging you."
"Y-y-you weren't h-h-hugging m-me," Blaine laughed. "I w-w-was hugging y-y-you."
"It still felt nice." Kurt pouted.
"Aww," Blaine teased. "P-p-poor b-b-baby." He reached a hand up, as if to ruffle Kurt's hair, only to be stopped by Kurt.
"Touch one strand of my hair and we're through." He said teasingly.
"Meanie." Blaine pouted, but he couldn't keep it up and started laughing straight afterwards, cuddling up to Kurt's side.
"Aww," Rachel cooed. "Finn, why aren't we that cute?"
"I can think of several reasons." Santana commented, receiving a glare from Rachel.
"Play nice," Kurt scolded. "I'm trying to trick my boyfriend into thinking I have normal friends."
"Y-y-you're f-f-f-forgetting that I'm b-b-b-best f-f-friends w-with S-S-S-S-Sam," Blaine chuckled. "I k-k-know that you d-d-don't have n-n-normal friends."
"Hey!" Sam exclaimed, laughing.
"He has a point dude." Puck pointed out.
"You guys suck." Sam pouted.
Blaine successfully ruffled Sam's hair a little, laughing when his hand was swatted away and he was glared at teasingly.
The rest of the day was full of light-hearted teasing and fun, and Kurt was soon driving Blaine home.
"I h-h-had f-f-fun today," Blaine smiled. "I k-k-k-kind of though I'd b-b-be t-too sh-sh-shy t-to t-t-talk the whole t-t-time."
"They loved you," Kurt laughed. "I had fun too, actually. Even if I did have to give up my alone time with you." He sighed dramatically.
"S-s-stop b-being d-d-d-dramatic," Blaine giggled. "Y-you're s-still coming over for dinner tomorrow."
"That's not the same," Kurt pointed out. "Your family will be there and Sam's family will be there."
"True, b-b-but I'm s-s-still g-g-glad you're g-going to be there. I l-l-love h-having S-S-Sunday d-dinner with S-S-Sam's f-f-family, b-but it will b-be extra s-s-s-sp-sp-special w-with you there."
"Fine, you win," Kurt laughed, pulling up outside Blaine's house. "Home sweet home."
Blaine pulled his phone out and looked at the time before locking it again. "W-w-wanna c-c-come in and w-watch a m-m-movie?" He suggested.
Kurt grinned, nodding. "Let me just call my dad."
