A/N: so, this chapter's pretty much two conversations- as you could've guessed -, but it was needed, and I don't think I could've put it with another chapter. It had to separate, if it makes sense.

Enjoy :)

Chapter 2

Burt took a seat next to Kurt, suddenly feeling both scared and intrigued by the subject of their talk.

"Go on, kiddo" he said, as Kurt dropped his gaze from the floor and looked at him. Burt could see in his son's eyes that he was afraid of having that conversation with him.

"Kurt, I would never put pressure in you to do something just because you feel like you should, when you don't. But I think I should know what is it about Blaine you wanted to talk that could make you look so nervous"

Kurt sighed and decided to talk. All he had to do was ask, and then if Burt came with questions, he had to answer them, in the most honest way possible. He took another breath.

"Dad, me and Blaine we… we talked a lot about stuff, and one of the things I asked him was if we could still be together in special occasions, you know, like Christmas and our birthdays. You know how these traditions matter to me and him, and we've always been together in those occasions. So, after a lot of talking, we came to an agreement." He said, slowly, trying to make everything understandable for his father, so he wouldn't need to answer too many questions for him right after.

"And…" his father said, waiting for him to finish so he could make a comment about it.

"Dad, honestly, all we want is to be together, to be with each other. We discussed, and I've decided that, with your permission, I would go to Florence for Christmas"

Burt didn't know what to say. Suddenly, a movie passed through his mind, and he saw a little three year old boy asking him if he could watch movies, and asking him for a pair of sensible heels. But, right now, in front of him, all he could see was a man. Kurt was already in his senior year, and soon enough he would be going to college, leaving home and having all kinds of experiences for himself.

Burt decided he didn't need to tell anything else for his son. Now, he could make his own discoveries.

While he looked at Kurt, he made his decision of what to give him as an answer.

"Kurt, I want you to be happy. I know that I can't stop you from doing something if you really want it, probably now, but what about the future? I won't be able to. You'll have to grow up and leave home one day, and this day is getting closer and closer. I'll let you go to Florence, with the money I have saved, but I want you to know that I'm letting you go because I want you to know that I trust you, but I want to see responsibility from you as well."

Kurt restrained his smile, thinking it was probably better to appear serious and mature about it. But on the inside, there were fireworks.

He placed his hand over his father's and gave him a gentle smile.

"Thank you dad, for trusting me"

"And I don't need to give you the talk again, do I? Because I think we can both live with it for a while"

"Oh yes, dad. No need for the talk" Kurt answered, laughing.

"Just making sure, kid" Burt said, starting to close the shop, so they could go home and have dinner.

"I promise you that, if you stay awake, I'll cook you something delicious as soon as I arrive at your apartment" Kurt said to Blaine, who was, unfortunately, still on the other side of his computer screen. It was 10 pm already, and he knew it was almost 5 am for Blaine at Florence, but he decided he wanted to tell all about his conversation with his father to Blaine as soon as possible. He wasn't too surprised when he connected Skype and Blaine was still connected as well.

"I know you won't be able to cook when you finally come here, because we'll both be busy with other stuff, so don't even try to blackmail me"

"You know me too well, Blaine Anderson" Kurt said, smirking.

"Hey, how about I plan us a little trip over Europe? I mean, you have a car, right? So it won't be too expansive, I think"

"Kurt, it's only October, you'll only come here for Christmas. That leaves us two months still. Don't worry about anything" Blaine said, snoozing.

Kurt gave it a moment, but decided he needed to say what was on his mind.

"Hey, Blaine, can I ask you something?"

Blaine gave him a puzzled look, knowing that, when Kurt talked like that, it could only mean something he was embarrassed about.

"Go on" he said.

"Well… I was thinking after talking to my dad and… what do you think it'll be like when we get the chance to finally be alone in your apartment?" he asked, blushing.

"What do you mean by that?" Blaine asked, honestly not understanding what Kurt meant.

"Well… you know how I'm still not comfortable with sex, but I was thinking we could do something. I really miss you, Blaine, a lot. I miss your kisses, your touches, the way you look at me when we're together. I just want a way of showing it to you"

Blaine couldn't be more thankful for the fact that Kurt was his boyfriend, simply because he knew that, with Kurt, he could always be completely honest. He wasn't ready as well, but he couldn't deny he didn't think about it. He couldn't deny that he had dreams about his boyfriend in all kinds of delicious situations, but he also didn't want to scare him.

Blaine smiled at him.

"I love you, and I want us to share everything together, but you don't need to have sexual relations with me to show me how much you missed me. Just be by my side, that enough for me, Kurt"

Kurt grinned at the computer screen. Seeing his boyfriend being so understanding was really overwhelming. He knew that Blaine was much more comfortable with himself, but just the thought that Kurt mattered to him enough for him to wait, was enough proof of his love.

"But I still want us to be able to do, you know… stuff, when I'm at your apartment"

Blaine smirked at him.

"Believe me, we'll do plenty of stuff when you get here"