Burt noticed the change in his son when he returned from his day out with Blaine. To anyone else he looked the same as he would when he usually returned from seeing Blaine; wide smile and slight bounce to his step. But this time there was something about the way his eyes shined just that little bit brighter that told Burt something about this outing was special.

"Good time, Kurt?" he asked when Kurt collapsed onto the sofa.

"Yeah, it was good," Kurt replied, eyes on the TV and his voice monotonous, although his face still expressed great excitement and happiness.

Burt frowned. Kurt could normally talk for hours about what he had done with Blaine that weekend, but today he was being too quiet.

"Is something wrong Kurt?" Burt questioned.

"Nope," Kurt answered, almost too quickly for Burt's liking. He still hadn't made eye contact with his father and Burt was beginning to get suspicious. He watched his son as he played with his fingers in his lap. Kurt could see his dad watching him out of the corner of his eye and eventually had to look up to meet his eyes. He knew then that he'd have to tell his father sooner or later what was going on.

"Okay, if I tell you, promise you won't get mad," Kurt said.

Burt's mind was running a mile a minute with reasons that his son thought he'd be mad. Had he been taking drugs or smoking? Was he going to clubs? Burt shook his head and just replied, "I promise."

"Today... I mean, what me and Blaine did today, was a date," Kurt murmured. "I went on a date with Blaine and he asked me to be his boyfriend and I said yes."

There was a few seconds of silence before Burt replied. "That's amazing, kiddo!"

"What?" snapped Kurt, furrowing his brow in confusion.

"I mean you like Blaine a lot, right? And you do want to be his boyfriend?"

"Yeah, I really do."

"Then that's fantastic!" Burt ensured him.

"But, I just thought you might be mad. I mean, you know, after what happened last time..." Kurt trailed off, knowing Burt would know what he meant.

"Kurt, just because some guy messed you about a lot doesn't mean that I'm going to stop you from dating at all. Anyway, I like Blaine. I trust him with you and I know he'd never do anything to hurt you. I know you like him a lot so what's the point in stopping you from seeing him?" Burt explained.

"You knew I liked him?" Kurt queried.

"Er, yeah," Burt chuckled, as if it were obvious. "Come on, every time you come home from seeing him you have this big dopey grin on your face. It's pretty difficult for me to miss!" Kurt rolled his eyes at his father, but was secretly overjoyed about Burt's approval. "Now, when Carole gets home, you're going to tell us all about your date and everything. She won't want to miss this."

Kurt smiled at his dad before rushing up to wrap his arms around him. "Thanks, dad. You're the best dad I could ever ask for."

"Only because you're the best son," Burt returned.

And indeed, when Carole returned home, the three sat with mugs of tea or hot chocolate and Kurt told them all about the wedding and all about the date, leaving out the kiss in the fort and at the door in case Burt got too over protective, and Burt and Carole just smiled as they watched the excitement on Kurt's face. They could see Blaine was good for him. They could see Blaine was the only one who could truly heal Kurt and teach him how to be loved again.

Blaine couldn't stop smiling. His cheeks were aching and his jaw felt stiff, but he couldn't wipe the grin off of his face if he tried. He twirled around the driveway a few times on his journey between the car and the door, before entering and rushing straight upstairs to ring Wes. Wes answered on the second ring.

"Blainers! I've been waiting for your call. How did wooing Kurt go?"Wes asked immediately, without even so much as a hello.

"Hello to you too, Wesley," Blaine replied.

"Oh don't be like that, I can practically hear you grinning. Now talk," Wes instructed.

So Blaine talked. He told him about holding Kurt's hand and how beautiful Kurt looked when they were watching the musical and how much Kurt liked the picnic and how he'd kissed Kurt and asked him to be his boyfriend and how Kurt had kissed him back in agreement and how much Kurt's eyes shined under the porch lights when he kissed him goodbye at the door. He included each and every detail he could provide and Wes didn't interrupt as he spoke, simply inserted a "uhuh" or "yeah" every so often to let Blaine know he was still listening.

"So, basically, it was perfect!" Blaine finished.

"I'm happy for you, Blaine. You and Kurt have to be one of the most adorable couples ever. Hell, you might even trump Niff in adorableness points," Wes chuckled.

"I really like him," was all Blaine replied with.

"Aw, you're just too cute. Are you going out again?" questioned Wes.

"Well, we both have a lot of homework so we're going to go out after school on Monday instead of tomorrow. I think we're going to go to The Lima Bean to get coffee. It's our favourite coffee place," Blaine told him.

"Oh God. You're even starting to talk in 'we's and 'our's. Urgh, you're giving me a cavity," Wes complained.

"You suck," Blaine stated.

Wes burst out laughing. "I thought we had this conversation, Blaine. And I have a girlfriend and you have a boyfriend."

"Shut up. I hate you," Blaine growled, but the fact that Kurt had been referred to as his boyfriend just made his grin wider.

"You'll never hate me. You love me too much to hate me," Wes said.

"Fine, I don't hate you. I just don't particularly like you," Blaine corrected himself.

"Nope. I'm the one you tell everything to and who you will eventually be coming to for romantic advice when you find something to panic about," Wes informed him.

"I doubt that Wesley," Blaine sighed. "Now go away because I need to go and talk to my parents."

"Is that really a good idea?" asked Wes. "I mean, you and Kurt have sleepovers all the time. Are they going to let you do that if they find out you're dating?"

"My parents trust me," Blaine replied. "Plus they know what Kurt has been through and they know that I'd never rush him into anything."

"Damn you and your cool parents. Mine have never let me have my girlfriend sleep over, even when we'd only been dating for like a week, " Wes complained.

"Yeah, well you're a typical boy. Anyway, I'll talk to you tomorrow?"

"Sure dude. And we'll catch up sometime. See you later, Blainers. And don't daydream about Kurt too much or you'll drive yourself clinically insane. Love you man," Wes chuckled.

"Yeah whatever," Blaine laughed. "Later!"

Now there was just his parents to tell.

School the next day was amazing. Sure, they'd agreed that morning that they wouldn't hold hands or show any affection that suggested more than friends in school. This was simply due to the fact that they didn't want to draw too much attention to them or give anyone an excuse to push them around. The only people who knew were them and Finn, who had walked in on Kurt's conversation with Carole and Burt and had been intrigued. He was told he was allowed to tell the guys in glee but that was it. However, their rules didn't mean that they didn't spend lunch time under the bleachers, feeding each other their shared lunch and holding hands.

After school, they decided that they'd go home to drop their things before going to get coffee. Blaine said he'd be a bit longer as he needed to head over to some sports store to pick up some new football equipment. Due to everything that had been happening with Kurt, Blaine hadn't got around to actually trying out for football and they'd got someone else to be kicker, but the guy had only done it to impress a girl that he liked, and when he found out she had a boyfriend he quit straight away. Blaine decided he was going to take that opportunity to join whilst he could.

When Blaine reached the store, he spent as little time as possible browsing so that he could meet Kurt. He was so focused on his purchases that he didn't notice the boys hanging around the store, watching him. He simply just grabbed what he needed, paid as quickly as possible and went to rush out the door. He didn't notice that he was being followed.

That is until he felt a hand on the back of his collar dragging him back and around the edge of the store, eventually shoving him up a wall. He instantly recognised the man that was being flanked by two other men, but before he could say anything, the man said two words.

"Get him."

Kurt was beginning to get worried. When Blaine was late by half an hour was when he'd started to worry. He tried to phone Blaine, but there was no answer. So he got two more coffees and waited. The minutes passed by, forty five minutes late, an hour late, an hour and a half late. Something had to be wrong. Blaine wouldn't stand him up. He tried phoning Blaine again and again but still no answer. After two hours of waiting, Kurt was about to give up and go to Blaine's house to see if he'd gone there, but then his phone rang. He didn't even look at the caller ID, as there was only one person who really phoned him other than his dad, and his dad knew where he was.

"Blaine! Are you alright? You're two hours late I was starting to worry," Kurt exclaimed.

"Kurt?" asked the voice on the end of the line.

"Linda?" Kurt brought his phone away from his ear and found that it was indeed Blaine's mother ringing him.

"Kurt, were you waiting for Blaine?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm at The Lima Bean. He was supposed to be here 2 hours ago," Kurt replied.

"We're right by The Lima Bean. We'll stop to pick you up. You'll probably want to come with us," Linda told him.

"Wait, go where?"

"We just got a call from the hospital," she said. "It's Blaine."

[A/N] Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry for doing this. Thanks for your reviews. Reviews are my fuel for writing! I hope you likeD this chapter and if you don't then I give you permission to tell me I suck. Thanks for reading!