Sorry it's been so long! I've been spending too much time on flailing about canon!Klaine. But here it is, my new chapter!

I hope I'll get back to writing more once Glee has started. I'll probably won't update before next week, though, cause I'm

going to London. Which is very exciting, cause I'll get to buy Glee merchandising and the dvd's! But I'll have to wait for the

new episode a few days extra, cause I won't have internet. Anyways...

Last chapter, it was Kurt and Blaine's prom. So here's the fluffy morning-after. Also some Finn, Burt and Carole, cause I

love the Hudmels.

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Chapter 17: Open your heart

"Hey, what are you doing up so early?"

"I could ask you the same, where's Blaine? Did he crash at home?"

Kurt pointed out the windom. "His car is there, so he's here. He is still sleeping, I didn't want to wake him up yet. And I was awake, so I decided to make some breakfast. You?"

Finn smiled. "Nice. Don't know... I just couldn't sleep anymore."

"Did you have a good time yesterday? Becky seemed to enjoy it."

"Yeah, actually I did. Becky is great company," he chuckled, "I did miss a little snogging, but well, you can't have anything"

Kurt let out a laugh. "I can understand that. Yeah, not everyone can have as much luck as me," he smirked, "well, if you can live with the Karofsky thing."

"Did he bother you again?", Finn asked angrily, "Why didn't you cal me?"

"Mr. Schuester was there," Kurt said reasuringly, "And he just said something nasty, we're used to that. He did ran off when Mr. Schue asked him to, so there wasn't much of a problem."

His tall brother sighed. "God, it really sucks that you are used to nasty comments... That you have to be used to them. I actually never thought about it, about the whole calling you guys names and stuff... But I guess it really sucks."

Kurt shrugged. "As I said, we're used to it. It doesn't bother me anymore... Everybody who I care about, won't say that to me, that's all what matters for me. And really, when I'm walking with Blaine, I don't care about other people."

"You are weird in love, like really... All fluffy and happy...", Finn said, "Or did something happened between you guys...?" He winked at his brother.

Kurt blushed, but he got back with a witty comment. "Are you asking me about my love life, Finnybear?"

"Guess I am, pumpkin."

The smaller boy facepalmed. "Oh gosh... You do not get to call me pumpkin if you're asking me about my sex life. Actually... just don't call me pumpkin."

"So can I ask you about the sex? Since you appear to be the one who's getting any. Well, your face tells me that." Finn smirked at the sight of his blushing brother. Never shy about anything, but about a natural thing like sex, he was shy.

"Do you really want to know?"

Finn shrugged. "Yeah, actually I do. Just no details."

Kurt sighed. "Okay... We're like at stage 4."

The bigger boy's eyes opened wide. "Like... what? B-but you're only together for 3 months? And you are already giving each other...," he whispered the last words, "blowjobs? And jacking each other off? I am so telling dad."

Off course Burt walked in at that moment. "What are you so telling me, Finn?"

"That Kurt and Blaine are being... uhm... they're..."

"Having sex?", Burt finished his sentence, "I know that. If you guys are honest with me, I can't say you can't have sex. Sex is something completely normal Finn, so stop being so childish about it. Talk about it like it is something normal, 'cause it is. If you love someone and you both are comfortable with each other, you will have sex one day. That's life, boy."

Kurt chuckled.. "Yeah Finn, talking about it helps. And for me and Blaine... we are two guys, maybe that changes something... We know each other's body, and we know what a guy likes."

"Okay, I am jealous now," Finn said, "Not about the boy, but about the sex. And that you like... talk about it."

Burt smiled. "You can talk with me or your mom about anything, Finn. Remember that. And Kurt, it smells like something is burning here."

"Oh crap!" Kurt took the pan with the eggs off the fire and put them on a plate. Then he grabbed the rest of breakfast he had prepared and gave Finn a pat on the back. "Enjoy your morning, Finnyboy, I'm going to wake up my sexy boyfriend! And I'm eating in my room, dad!"

Finn groaned. How was it possible that that tiny boy who was his baby brother was getting more sex than him. Life was so unfair sometimes.

In his room, Kurt had placed their breakfast on his nightstand and went to lay back in bed next to Blaine. He supported his head with his hand and looked at his sleeping boyfriend. The boy was having a good dream, happy smirks and smiles appeared on his lips every few seconds. Kurt was mesmerized by the way his hair curled, sticking on his forhead because of the sweat. Or by the way he had a few hairs under his nose, the start of a mustache. Kurt never noticed that, but he liked it. He should convince Blaine to stop shaving sometimes, that'd make him look even more sexy. Thinking twice, he maybe shouldn't do that. It was already hard enough to keep his hands of Blaine when they were in company.

A little chuckle of Kurt woke said boy up. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Kurt's green eyes watching him. That was the second time this had happened. He woke up and the guy just lay there, staring at him.

"You're staring. Do I have like... drool somewhere?"

Kurt smiled. "Goodmorning to you too, sweetie. And no. I'm just staring at you. You are incredible. I just can't imagine how I'd spend my life without you."

"You'll never have to find out. I am in this for the rest of my life", Blaine pulled Kurt in and give him a peck on his cheek.

He smiled. "You don't know that. It's really sweet, but you don't know that, Blaine. We are 17, the chances that we are that one couple that makes it 'till we're old and grey..."

Blaine shut him up with a kiss. "I will do everything in my willpower to be with you forever. I'll love you forever, I'll marry you one day and I'll be a dad with you."

Kurt couldn't help it, but his eyes got a little teary. It was so amazing to know that Blaine felt all the same things for him. His world felt so dreamy right now, everything seemed so unreal, but he knew it wasn't. Blaine's lips on his were real, the words he'd just said were real and the love they both felt was too much to dream about. Kurt and Blaine, Klaine, Kurt CoBlaine, however you'd call them, they were real. A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality. (John Lennon)

"My dad thinks you are the one for me. He's convinced." Kurt swallowed when he admitted that. He hadn't talked about the letter from his mom since he'd received it.

Blaine frowned. "How… How do you know that? Did he tell you? 'Cause your dad doesn't seem like the type to just… tell you that."

"It's my mom. My real mom. She gave… She wrote a letter for me, before she died. My dad couldn't give it to me unless he thought I'd found the right guy. The guy I would marry one day."

Blaine swallowed. He wasn't expecting this. Kurt didn't talk a lot about his mother, but now she… it was as she approved their relationship. It was real now. They weren't two silly teenage boys who thought they'd be together forever and ever. Burt thought it; Carole thought it and his aunt had even said something in that direction. Now Kurt's mom… His mother… "Can I… can I read it? The letter?"

The boy shook his head. "Not yet… maybe later. It's just something between me and my mom."

"It's okay, I understand." Blaine gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek. This relationship worked because of that. Because of understanding each other, accepting each other and… and because of an empty stomach.

Blaine burried his head when his belly made a growling sound. Kurt chuckled.

"Are we hungry?"

He looked longing at the plate with strawberries, two fresh orange juices and two grilled cheese sandwiches with eggs, he pouted at Kurt. "I don't want to ruin the moment, but that food looks pretty amazing."

Kurt chuckled. "I made it for you, so it'd be a waste if you wouldn't eat it. Well, if we didn't eat it."

So he moved the plate in between them and started extremely cheesy with feeding each other, because they were in a digustingly corny fase of their relationship. Talking about marriage, spamming each other's Facebook-walls with hearts, taking pictures with the two of 'em (yes, even when they were kissing) and even doing stupid lovetests online to see how much percent they relationship at succeeding (It was 92 percent, which was very exciting).

Both Kurt and Blaine didn't remember when they got so silly, but they were and actually... they didn't really care.

When the boys went downstairs an hour later, Carole was glad that she could finally hear them out about their night. "Well guys, how was your prom night?"

Blaine shrugged. "Nothing special actually... It was awesome, because it was with Kurt, but I don't get what all the buzz is about. It's just some dancing, some drinking and a lot of public affection."

"Yeah, that's true. And we had a little debacle with Karofsky," Kurt added, "But he ran off a soon as Mr. Schuester appeared."

Carole looked hurt. She knew the bullying wouldn't be over, but it was really sad that they just couldn't enjoy their prom without being harrassed. "Oh no... What did he do know? He didn't touch you, did he?"

"No, he was calling us names, as usual." Kurt said that seemingly normal and almost added a shrug. Blaine had made him realize that he was better than those bullies. He had always known that, but Karofsky and Azimio had made him feel like he wasn't worth anything. Like nobody loved him.

Blaine put his arm around Kurt. "Maybe we should talk again to Mr. Schue about that project for LGBT teens. We don't have to do it for Dave, but for other questioning guys or girls. And maybe we could start a gay-straight alliance at McKinley?"

Carole nodded. "That was a very good idea from Mr. Schuester. You should start with it as soon as possible. Maybe you could involve the parents? Because the people in this town could learn something about homosexual people."

"I think we should start small, just see if we get any response...", Kurt said, "But it is a good idea..."

"It's your project, boys, you do what you want. If you need help, I'm ready," his stepmom paused a second, "I am really proud of you, Kurt. And thankful for you, Blaine. You have a good influence on each other and you're using it to help others."

The boys smiled and Kurt sighed. "It's just... if you know how it is to be in the closet, you want to help other people. Or at least I do."

"I do too."

"Hereby I declare you as husband and husband. Blaine, you may kiss the groom", Carole said laughing. They were really too mature sometimes. As if they were married for a decade.

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