Chapter four
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"What time is it?"
Blaine was about to answer, but they heard footsteps in the hall before Kurt's door swung open, Burt walking in. "Hey Kurt, I'm home from work. How was-" The man froze on the spot as he caught sight of Kurt...in bed...with a boy he had never seen before...and apparently they were both naked.
The words seemed to die on his mouth as they looked at the two, who both looked back at him with shocked expressions.
Kurt hid his face into Blaine's chest. He was in trouble now, he could just feel it...
"Kurt? Wha- uh... what are you doing?"
Kurt was mortified. His dad had seen him in bed with a boy he didn't know while he was - holy crap! He was naked!
With an undignified squeak Kurt dived under the comforter, trying to pull Blaine under with him - without success.
"Kurt? Sweetie? Are you ok?" Blaine asked while trying to pry the comforter away from Kurt. "Ok, well I'm going to go talk to your dad, so... stay here if you want."
Pulling on his briefs, Blaine made his way over to the door where Burt was currently hiding.
"Hello sir, my name is Blaine Anderson and your son is my siren."
Burt blinked as the young man in front of him bluntly addressed him.
"Uh, hello? And what do you mean 'he's your siren'" Burt said, remembering to start interrogating the boy half way through his reply.
"Well sir, as I'm sure you're aware your son is a cambion. More specifically, my cambion. We need each other to survive, to satisfy our hunger." Blaine explained, factually.
"Right, well, I - uh - I don't really think I want to know what your 'hunger' requires from my baby boy, but I guess if you really are his incubus then I can't keep you two apart. But let my tell you something, ok? I swear to all that is holy, if you dare hurt him in any way I will end you, got it?" Burt glared at Blaine, trying to make him shrink in his fiery gaze.
Without missing a beat Blaine replied, "Yes sir. I would neverhurt him. I would rather hurt myself than hurt him."
Smiling, Kurt walked out from his bedroom on shaky legs, and gave Blaine a hug from behind.
"Thanks dad"
"It's alright son. Just no - no funny business while I'm around ok? And Blaine?"
"Yes sir?"
"It's Burt"
A/N
Ok, I know its short but I couldn't think of what else to put in it. If any of you have an idea for what could continue during the unfolding of this story, let me know by PM-ing me or leaving it in a review.