See Me Chapter 6: Bound to You, a glee fanfic

A/N: The comments on that last chapter were so nice, so beautiful and so touching. I never expected to get so many multi-paragraph reviews about how impacted people were by the coming out story. The fact *anyone* actually takes time to read this, let alone review it, makes me so happy. So BIG VIRTUAL HUGS to all of you~

A/N: A big thank you to my wonderful friend Rebekah for the dinner idea. I wanted to find a way to contrast Blaine's mother with Burt and also explore more of Blaine's family in this chapter. It is...by far...the longest chapter I have ever written of a fic. As always, my "fluff" is more just angst with hugging. So yea. I hope you enjoy the angst with hugging? I also am trying to a) make the chapters flow a bit better b) add in more songs. So enjoy! This is my favourite chapter yet, personally.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters in Glee. Sadly.

P.S: Because this one is long I did not catch all the typos and such. Ignore them 3

I found a man I can trust
And boy, I believe in us
I am terrified to love for the first time
Can you see that I'm bound in chains
I finally found my way
I am bound to you
I am bound to you

Suddenly the moment's here
I embrace my fears
All that I have been carrying all these years

"The way I see it, Blaine, you have two options. Option one involves a nice, quiet dinner with my father. Option two involves me getting to dress and style you for an entire week without any veto power whatsoever. Think before you answer this one."

"Kurt, I don't know about this..."

"Did I mention that I've always wondered what you would look like as the construction worker from the Village People?"

"...but I will take option one."

Kurt did his best evil laugh as he lifted his arms above his head in victory. It had only been about a week since they kissed, but Kurt just could not wait any longer. He had to bring home the adorable boy to show off. It was their last day of classes before the winter break so Kurt saw a convenient opportunity to make it happen.

Blaine looked very defeated though. They had been getting along great since the Hairspray DvD incident and this was the first time all week Kurt had seem him look this way. He looked like a sad puppy with big droopy eyes. I hope I am not rushing things, Kurt thought, I will never forgive myself if I screw this one up.

"Don't worry. My dad is amazing, I swear. This will be the first time I bring a..." Kurt paused, not knowing what work to say next. "...boy home. But he is very supportive. And I know he will love you. Because I love you."

Kurt walked over to the sad looking boy and threw his arms around him. He rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and closed his eyes. He felt Blaine relax a little and knew his message had gotten through.

It was a little bit surprising to Kurt how comfortable he had gotten with the 'L' word. They had both said it that night in Blaine's room and here he was saying it again. All week they had been going on little dates and exchanging more than just "friendly" hugs, but Kurt didn't know exactly how to label what they were. It was a subject they had been dodging all week.

"I know, Kurt. I'm not worried about your dad not being accepting. I'm just...scared."

Blaine was holding on to Kurt much tighter than normal. Kurt felt like he was being used as an over-sized, well-dressed teddy bear – but he didn't mind at all. He knew what it felt like to be scared. Walking down the halls at McKinley that was all he felt. Blaine had saved him from all that and opened up his eyes to a new world where he didn't have to be afraid. If he could do the same for Blaine perhaps they could move on; together.

Opening his eyes, Kurt saw his iPod speakers on the small table in the corner of his room. They were embraced near it, so without disturbing the wonderful hold Blaine had on him he was able to click play on the device. Instantly the room was filled with the sound of 'Time After Time' by Cyndi Lauper.

"Seriously, Kurt? Too gay to function."

"Ohoho! Says the person quoting Mean Girls!"

"Well you knew what it was from, too..."

"Shut up and sway already."

The two of them, still tightly embraced, just spun in small, slow circles around the room. Neither one of them said anything else or looked up from the spots on each other's shoulders.

If you're lost you can look and you will find me

Time after time

If you fall I will catch you, I will be waiting

Time after time

The lyrics really spoke to Kurt. He had not picked the song, his iPod had been on shuffle, but it was the perfect song for the moment. Blaine had been trying so hard to be there for Kurt and now Kurt was trying so hard to be there for Blaine. He felt like for the first time in his life he had someone other than his father that he could trust whole-heartedly.

"So you really think your dad will like me?" Blaine whispered softly, breaking the silence.

"Blaine, seriously. You are like every parents dream come true! I dare you to find me one parent who would not gush over how polite and gentleman-like you are."

"You are so very wrong about that..."

This line confused Kurt. He didn't know if it was just Blaine's low self-esteem or if it was something else.

"Besides, all he cares about is my happiness. And you make me happy, Blaine."

"You make me happy too, Kurt."

Time after time...

The song came to an end, but the two boys just kept swaying around the room. It felt so right, so perfect, and Kurt was not ready for that moment to end. Eventually, Blaine lifted his head up. Kurt felt this and looked up at him. They were now looking into each other's eyes. Kurt still saw a hint of fear in Blaine's. He was afraid too, not knowing what was supposed to come next. The seconds seem to slow down as they both moved closer and closer to each other until their lips were almost touching.

In some very bad timing, Kurt's iPod started to play "I'm on a Boat" at a very high volume level. The boys jumped apart as Kurt rushed over to turn off the machine. Blaine looked very flushed as he awkwardly ran his hand through his hair. Kurt was mentally smacking himself for ever putting that song on his iPod (even more so for changing the settings for it to play at max volume). Of all the songs why did it have to be shuffle on? Why could it have not been a nice love ballad or some Celine?

"Y-yea...sorry about that..." Kurt said, before collapsing face down onto his bed.

He heard Blaine walking across the room and thought the next noise would be the opening and closing of a door. Instead however, more noise filled the room as another song played. Looking up from his bed, he saw Blaine had hooked his own pink iPod up to the speakers. He was smiling at Kurt and beckoned him over with a single finger.

It was 'Kiss the Girl' from The Little Mermaid. Blaine was swaying back and forth and singing the lyrics, a sparkle in his eye as he did. Slowly, Kurt got off his bed and stumbled over to Blaine. He still felt embarrassed and seriously doubted that Disney was going to bring back the mood. As he got closer, Blaine intertwined his hand with one of Kurt's and hooked his other behind Kurt's back (reaching quite low).

"And you don't know why, but you're dying to try...you wanna kiss the girl..." Blaine sang, his brilliant eyes piercing through Kurt's.

It didn't take long for the mood to come back. As Blaine sang to him, all he could think about was how beautiful the boy looked when he moved his soft lips. After a few more lines of the song, Kurt could not help himself. Blaine was literally mouthing the word "kiss" over and over again; it seemed like a decent invitation. He jumped at Blaine and gave him a slightly forceful kiss. It only took half a second for Blaine to react and start kissing back. Kurt made a mental note about Disney and Blaine as he grabbed Blaine and pulled him in closer. The moment was definitely back on.

You've got to kiss the girl

Why don't you kiss the girl

You gotta kiss the girl

Go on and kiss the girl...

The next day seemed to rush by as Kurt planned out his dinner. It was very important for him that everything went according to his very detailed plan. He had managed to get Blaine to agree to a dinner that very night and his father had agreed almost instantly. Carole would also be attending, but (to Kurt's relief) Finn already had plans with Rachel and her dads. All he had left to do was figure out what to do for the actual food part of the dinner. He decided to phone up Carole, figuring she would be the easiest to explain things to.

"Carole? Hey, it's Kurt. I am having a small dilemma over the dinner tonight..."

"Oh, honey! I was just thinking about that. I know this is a very important dinner for you, so I was thinking of cooking up an extra special chicken and rice casserole for the occasion. We can break out the good china your father and I got for our wedding, too! I am so excited, dear! I cannot wait to meet the boy."

"That sounds...lovely. It really does. But I was thinking maybe we could have the dinner at Breakstix?"

"Oh...ok, dear" Carole said, sounding quite sad.

"It's just that I don't exactly know what Blaine likes to eat, or what his family dinners were like. This way we have a neutral location with a neutral pallet and I can introduce him to you and my father without any of the...other stuff...getting in the way."

"So then, what are you introducing this boy as? I'm picking up on the hints that this is not just some school friend you are bringing to dinner."

"I actually have not figured that part out yet."

"Just know, dear, that both me and your father love and support you. I know you might be scared to bring a boy home, but you don't have to be. Your father thinks the world of you, and given the opportunity he would not change a single part of who you are. Not a single part, Kurt. And you know that I adore you as well. You have nothing but support over here, got that?"

Kurt started to tear up a little and was very glad this conversation was taking place over a phone. After he thanked Carole and said a friendly goodbye, he hung up and continued on with his plans. Next up was the clothing. He had kept a close eye on how Blaine reacted to his various outfits and was starting to get a clear picture of what made the boy's heart tick.

Taking out a pair of his best skinny jeans, he nodded in approval knowing that Blaine would not be able to think clearly once he saw how they looked. He paired it with a purple stripped v-neck shirt and a tight black vest. Kurt thought it might be a little casual, but he knew it would get the reaction he wanted from Blaine. The best part was he didn't even have to do much with his hair. A couple of sprays of various hair products would give it the natural poof look that he noticed Blaine loved so much.

He had some time to kill before the dinner, so after he texted Blaine with the info ("Meet at the front door 4:15. Going to Breadstix. Wear your best. But leave your hair messy 4 me? – K") he decided to watch some of Hello, Dolly! to kill time. It was one of his favourites and perfect for the occasion. Kurt just sat on his bed and watched the small TV in the corner, singing along to the various songs. Once 'Put On Your Sunday Clothes' came on, Kurt started thinking about Blaine and his special request.

"I wonder what he will be wearing tonight..." Kurt mused to himself.

Although Blaine often saw Kurt out of his uniform, as Kurt always jumped at the chance to wear something apart from a blazer, Kurt rarely saw Blaine out of the familiar Dalton crest. When he did wear his own clothes, it was mostly just old jeans and plain shirts. Kurt would never admit it, but he absolutely loved the way Blaine looked in his tight-fitting, worn out clothes. Still, he was excited to see Blaine in something more classy. All he could picture in his mind was Blaine dressed in a black suit and bowtie from the old MGM musicals, ready to sweep him off his feet at the end of a big musical number.

"Oh shit, it's almost 4:00" Kurt exclaimed as looked at the clock on his wall.

He rushed around his room looking for his phone, wallet and pack of mints. Looking in the mirror one last time, nodding in approval, he headed down to the front of the school to wait for Blaine. It was still a little bit early, but the anticipation was all too much. As he approached the front doors, it seemed that Blaine felt the same way as he was standing there pacing back and forth. He looked up at Kurt and flashed a weak smile.

The sight of Blaine caused Kurt to stop and gasp openly. When Kurt had said "wear your best" he had expected a nicer pair of jeans. Blaine however was dressed in a very expensive looking navy blue suit with a flawless white shirt. It was topped off with an adorable blue bowtie and a pair of nice dress shoes. And just as Kurt had requested, his hair was left curly and un-tamed. It was enough to make him visibly drool. This was the sort of thing he daydreamed about regularly.

"Well, this is one for the record books. I'm usually never the under-dressed one!" Kurt laughed as he walked up to the nervous boy in the suit.

"You told me to wear my best, so I did." Blaine said, awkwardly shuffling over to greet him.

"And if I told you to get a tattoo of Cher's face, would you do that too?"

"Probably. I am going to this dinner after all."

It was very obvious that Blaine was still worried about the dinner. Kurt reached out and grabbed the boy's hand. He wanted to tell him that everything was going to be fine, that the dinner would go over great, and that he wanted nothing more than to show him off to everyone. No words seemed to be able to express this all to Blaine, so he just grabbed his hand. It was simple enough, but to Kurt it was special.

"Come on, we better get going."

Kurt took charge and led the boy outside. It reminded him of the first day he visited Dalton and the way Blaine led him down the winding hallways. Everything seemed to move in slow motion and, for the first time in a long time, Kurt felt safe again at a school. Maybe now he was returning the favour to Blaine? It was something he had wanted to do a great deal since he got a hold of the sad, black diary.

Once they got to Blaine's car, Kurt was forced to let go of Blaine's hand. Before he did, he looked up at Blaine and noticed that his smile was now genuine. He was even blushing, all the more evident by the blue suit he was wearing. They climbed in the vehicle and got ready to start on the trip back to Lima. As Blaine was about to turn on the car however, he stopped to look over at Kurt.

"Kurt...thank you."

With that, he turned on the car and started to drive. It was quite confusing what had brought on this particular thank you, but looking down at his hand, still warm from Blaine's grip, he knew exactly what it was for. It seemed that maybe he had returned the favour.

The rest of the car ride was very much their usual show-tune extravaganza. Because of the longer trip however, Blaine convinced Kurt to put on the Disney playlist from his iPod for awhile. Kurt figured that it might keep Blaine from worrying too much about the looming dinner, so he gave in and let it shuffle away.

"DIG AND DIG AND DIG AND DIGGTY!" the boys screamed together as the familiar lyrics from Pocahontas blasted out of the car stereo. Kurt felt very silly, but it was fun to revert to his childhood for awhile if he got to sing with Blaine.

"All of my life I have searched for a land like this one" Blaine sung in a very swoon-worthy rendition of Smith. "A wilder, more challenging country I couldn't design."

"You sound way too sexy right now. I think you need to stop."

"Oh? Sexy you say? It seems you have a weakness for Disney, Mr. Hummel. I will make note of that."

Kurt knew almost everything they said to each other at this point was shameless flirting. Still, he was getting frustrated with the pace things were moving. They obviously both liked each other, but the topic of "boyfriend" had not once come up yet. It was a new word for Kurt, but he wanted so badly to be able to use it. It was amazing how big a difference the three letters made from "friend" to "boyfriend".

Many Disney songs and the entire soundtrack to Chicago later, they arrived at Breadstix. As Blaine parked and turned off the engine, he sat back and sighed, running his hand through the back of his hair. Kurt wanted to ask just why he was so freaked out about a simple dinner, but he decided not to ask and just grabbed his hand again, giving him a knowing look.

"They are going to love you, Blaine. Don't worry."

All Blaine could do was weakly smile at him. It was not much, but the fact he was willing to do this when he was so obviously not prepared was a small comfort to Kurt. He felt kind of bad for pushing Blaine, but seriously doubted a dinner could do any harm. Looking across the parking lot, he noticed that his father's vehicle was already parked nearby.

"Ok, well we better go in. And listen, if you get too overwhelmed, just tap me on the knee or something and we can go outside and take a breather, ok?"

Blaine nodded his head and seemed to relax a tiny bit. Kurt was starting to really like being the Prince Charming and he felt like he was doing a decent job of it too. For months all he wanted was for someone to save him. Then Blaine came along, but to Kurt's surprise it was Blaine that needed the saving. Kurt had always had it bad, but he knew it was not even close to what Blaine suffered through.

They got out of the tiny car and walked towards the restaurant. Once inside, Kurt instantly saw Burt and Carole sitting at a booth across the room. They were both on the same side, leaving room for Kurt and Blaine to sit together. Grabbing Blaine's hand again, he walked over to the booth.

"Hey Dad, Carole. This is Blaine. He is my..." Kurt paused. It was the moment he had been dreading.

"...boyfriend" Burt said bluntly, looking Blaine over.

Kurt looked over at Blaine. He was already looking at Kurt. They shared a look and instantly knew what they were. All it had taken was for someone to say the word out loud. Kurt shuffled in to the booth to face Carole and let Blaine take the isle – and also Burt. Blaine looked very nervous as Burt was looking at him with a slightly raised eyebrow. Kurt felt like perhaps all the promises of his father's approval were a bit hasty.

"What do your parent's do, Blaine?" Burt asked suddenly.

"U-um, my father is a dentist and my mother used to be a nurse."

"You ever drink, smoke or do drugs?"

"Dad, I..."

"No, sir. I do not condone any under-aged drinking, I dislike smoking in general, and I have not done or plan to ever do any illegal drugs."

"What kind of grades do you get at school?"

"Straight A's across the board, sir."

"And you have always been and always plan to be a gay?"

"Yes, sir. I am a comfortable homosexual male."

"Dad, really..."

"And you love my son?"

"Very much, sir" Blaine said, turning to face Kurt. He reached out under the table and grabbed Kurt's hand. "I love your son more than I have ever loved anyone before."

Burt let out a huge smile and clapped his hands together loudly. Carole rubbed his shoulders and beamed a bright smile at the two boys. Kurt was not too happy about the sudden interrogation, but it seemed Blaine had won them over. It was amazing how fast Blaine could go from being fragile and scared to a suave gentleman.

"Ok, now that we are done playing 'Law & Order: Blaine' can we order something?" Kurt sighed, still a little embarrassed.

Burt was forced to order a chicken salad by the combined force of Kurt and Carole and Carole ordered the same to be sympathetic to his woes ("But it's so...green!"). Kurt and Blaine both wanted the chicken penne, so they decided to split one. It was all very romantic, Kurt thought. He was also very hungry, so instantly he regretted choosing romance over a full portion.

"You both look so wonderful tonight. Ah, you are just too precious together" Carole gushed, clearly already in love with Blaine.

"Yea, and I gotta say Kurt, he looks more fancy than you do! What's with that?" Burt added.

"I told him to dress his best, thinking I would get from trucker to casual in the process. And I ended up with this, so go figure."

"Hey! I do not dress like a trucker" Blaine protested.

"But you are a very sexy trucker."

He had done it again, opened his mouth without thinking first. He looked over expecting his father to be shaking his head with an awful frown on his face. Instead, Burt was laughing with Carole. He always knew his father accepted him, but he never thought he would be this cool with him openly flirting with another guy.

After more questioning from Burt and some catch-up on Dalton life, their food finally arrived. Burt frowned at the very tiny pieces of chicken in his salad and Carole just rubbed his shoulders to try and comfort him. Kurt also frowned seeing how small his half of the portion of penne was. When the waitress put it in front of Blaine and said "Enjoy your meal" however, Kurt's heart really sank.

"She forgot we were sharing, didn't she. This is our actual meal..."

"It's ok, I'm not very hungry?" Blaine offered.

Kurt knew Blaine was lying instantly. Blaine obviously was getting his martyr on for Kurt's sake once more. It was sweet, but they both needed a good meal in them before the long ride back to Dalton. Kurt flagged down the waitress and asked for an order of the endless breadsticks. Within minutes she was back with a basket of them.

"Remember, they are legally required to keep bringing us these. Eat as much as your adorable little tummy requires, ok?" Kurt said. He wanted to make sure Blaine actually ate something.

"Ok, but don't complain when my cute little tummy becomes not so little."

"Get as fat as you like. Then I have more of you to love."

The room for silent for a moment as everyone continued to eat.

"So you love him then, Kurt? Like we are taking capital 'L' love here?" Burt asked in a serious tone.

Kurt already knew the answer. He had known it for some time now. Perhaps it was foolish as he did not actually know much about Blaine, especially his past, but something just told Kurt that it was ok to let himself love Blaine. Around most people he would guard himself, a reflex after McKinley, but around Blaine there was just no need.

"Yes. I really do love him" he said, staring at Blaine's eyes as he said the words.

"Ok. Good. Just know that I approve of Blaine. And I approve of you and Blaine together. You don't have to be a Science-type to see that you two guys belong together. I really could not care less what body parts this guy does or does not have, Kurt. You are happy and that is the only thing that matters...I love you, Kurt."

Out of nowhere, Kurt felt a tap on his knee. It took him a second, but he realized it was Blaine. It was the sign that he needed a breather. Without missing a beat, Kurt instantly reacted.

"Sorry, but this will only take a second. I just need to talk to Blaine in private."

Quickly, he grabbed Blaine's hand and they shuffled out of the booth and made a break for the front door. Kurt had no idea what was going on, but he was not going to just stand around. He had to get Blaine somewhere private – and fast. Once outside he dragged Blaine around the side of the building to the empty back lot. It was dark, but they were alone.

"Kurt, I-I'm sorry...I just could not...take it anymore..." Blaine said, gasping for breath.

Kurt felt himself wanting to cry but did not know why. He hated seeing Blaine like this. All he could picture was the horrible words on the pages of Blaine's diary and all of the pain that it held. He wanted to fix it all, but he knew there was no way he could. So he gave him a tight, teddy bear-like hug, thinking perhaps it would at least help a tiny bit.

"It's ok. You needed a breather, so take a breather. It's just us now. No one else. You and me."

"It's j-just...your parents, Kurt..."

Kurt felt a knot instantly form in his stomach. Did Blaine not like his Dad and Carole? He really didn't know what possible reason he could have for that. They had been perfect, apart from the questioning. In fact, it kind of surprised Kurt at how good his Dad was being about the whole boyfriend thing.

"...I'm not used to...that" Blaine continued. As he finished, he started to cry a little.

Kurt tried to remember if there was anything about Blaine's family in the diary. Perhaps all that pain...was not just from his school life. It was a thought that had never really crossed his mind. After all, he had a saint for a father and was lucky to have Carole now too.

"Blaine, shh, it's just me. Is this..." he paused, not sure if he was allowed to ask "...about your family?"

Slowly releasing himself from Kurt's tight hold, Blaine walked over to the curb and sat down. He looked so completely defeated that it was hard for Kurt to not cry as well. He figured this meant Blaine was ready to talk however, so he sat down beside him on the cold curb and started to rub his shoulders to try and get him to open up.

"Kurt, y-your parents are..." Blaine took a slow, deep breath "...great. They really are."

"But yours. They were not so great, were they?"

He smiled weakly at Kurt. It was a sad smile, but Kurt knew it meant something like thank you for saying the hard part for me.

"I came out to my mother about two years ago. She...well..."

"Didn't throw glitter in the air and bake you a rainbow cake?"

There was that weak smile again. But then Blaine got really quiet as he continued and no longer looked at Kurt as he spoke.

"She knew. For a long time before I did. But when I told her...she freaked out and yelled. Then quoted the bible and basically told me she would never accept that part of who I am."

Kurt was now crying lightly. He tried to wipe away the tears and stop the sniffling so Blaine would not know. It was all too much for him. He could not even begin to understand what life would be like if his Dad had done that to him. Even though Kurt didn't have a mother for most of his life, all he had ever known was unconditional love.

"My father was...worse. When my mother told him a couple nights later I could hear him screaming from my bedroom. He was so angry. The next day he told me I was never welcome home if I...I..."

Kurt could fill in the blank, but it was not one he wanted to be right about.

"...if you ever acted upon your feelings for another guy?"

This time Blaine did not look up. He just nodded and started to cry, more than Kurt had ever see him cry before. Blaine had acted upon those feelings – with Kurt. He instantly knew why it was so hard for Blaine to meet his parents. He had just lost his. Kurt knew what it felt like to lose a parent since his mother had passed away, but thought it was almost worse to be shunned by one.

"Since then, we just don't talk about it. I'm afraid what will happen if I even try to. Oh god...I'm s-so sorry Kurt...I'm ruining your dinner with my stupid lifetime made-for-tv movie story..."

"Ssh. No, don't say that. Even if you were played by Kirstie Alley, I would still watch that movie."

Blaine chucked faintly, but was still visibly crying. Kurt now felt horrible that he had dragged Blaine kicking and screaming to meet his parents. Like always, he seemed to be screwing things up with the man of his dreams one way or another. Normally this is the part where Blaine sings to me and everything is magically better, thought Kurt. Feeling around his pockets, he found the rough outline of his phone. It gave Kurt a very cheesy idea.

"Blaine, I need you to call my phone. Don't ask why."

"Wh-...oh, ok."

Once Blaine wiped away some tears all he had to do was press '1' on his speed-dial. After a few seconds of silence, Kurt's phone started to burst to life with the instrumental version of 'For Good' from Wicked. It was his custom ring-tone for Blaine. Setting it down on the curb between them, Kurt took Blaine's hands in his, faced the boy, and began to sing quietly to the music.

"I've heard it said...that people come into our lives...for a reason...bringing something we must learn, and we are lead to thosewho help us most to grow, if we let them...and we help them in return. Well I don't know if I believe that's true. But I know I'm who I am today...because I knew you."

Blaine's face was tear-stained, but he had a huge smile plastered over it. It was that smile Kurt knew well, the one that could not be controlled, faked or planned. It was meant for Kurt and Kurt alone.

"Like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun. Like a stream that meets a boulder, halfway through the wood.Who can say if I've been changed for the better...but, because I knew you...I have been changed for good."

The phone audio cut out right after Kurt's final note. Kurt could now hear Blaine's audible sighs. It appeared as if his make-shift serenade had worked. Looking around, the cold, dark sidewalk behind Breadstix was not quite the romantic setting he had hoped for, but Blaine did not seem to mind.

"Kurt...you...you really have changed me. For good. I'm just so in l...l..." Blaine tried to say, but was still in shock.

"...lesbians with me, like Elphaba and Glinda?" Kurt offered, grinning widely.

Blaine laughed. It was not a weak laugh this time, and it warmed Kurt's heart to hear it.

"I will always be in lesbians with you. Like Elphaba and Glinda."

This time both boys went in for the kiss at the exact same time. It was short and sweet, but Kurt's favourite kiss so far. He was finally starting to learn more about Blaine, and the more he did the more he fell for the adorable yet very damaged boy.

"Ok, well we should really get back inside before my Dad starts to..."

"Too late, son" Burt blurted out, appearing from behind the corner of the building.

"Oh...oh, dear...I can't imagine what you are going through right now!" Carole said, also appearing from the corner and wiping away some stray tears from her face.

Kurt was not really surprised that they had been spying on him and assumed they had followed the boys out roughly half a second after they left. Burt was definitely a mamma bear at heart and never strayed too far from Kurt when able. He secretly hoped that the two adults had in fact heard everything. They were so good at making Kurt feel safe that perhaps some of that could rub off on Blaine as well.

"No parent should ever, EVER, do that to their child! Oh Blaine, honey...oh...I just feel awful..." Carole continued, running over to hug Blaine.

As she did, Blaine's eyes opened wide and he looked utterly shocked. Kurt worried that he was going to have another freak out like with the Hairspray DvD, but it only took a moment for Blaine to relax and accept the friendly hug.

"What those people did is wrong. I could just...it makes me so angry. Kurt, I have never been more proud of you before. I didn't know...you..." Burt got really quiet "...are just like your mother. She was always good with the words and the comforting. You really remind me of her, Kurt."

Kurt jumped up and hugged his father tight. Never before had he been so glad to have such an accepting father. Every time he thought of what Blaine had to go through, it reminded him of those horrible nights spent beside his father's hospital bed.

"C'mon. Group hug" Burt said, motioning over to Carole and Blaine to join in.

Carole helped Blaine up and they walked over, all four of them joining together in the dark. Kurt wanted to let Blaine know that this hug was not a onetime deal – that he could have this whenever he wanted. A few words instantly popped into his brain. They were perfect.

"No...Family hug."

Blaine was still crying into Carole's shoulder, but these seemed to be good tears. Family was something Kurt always held up as sacred, and he wanted nothing more than for Blaine to be a part of that family. It was important that he know this was he was now a part of it. Blaine was not just getting a boyfriend out of this deal, it came with Burt and Carole as well.

"Do...do you think we could have a dinner every week?" Blaine said very softly to Kurt from inside the big hug.

"It's a date" Kurt whispered back.

A/N: Ending here because it is already over 6,000 words. Anyways! Did you enjoy this chapter? I sure did. Let me know what you think in a review (or tumblr message). I updated my profile so you can read a tiny bit about me and see what fic I am currently reading. Next chapter should be super duper angst heavy so expect it to take a while to write. Until then, thank you for reading/reviewing!