Chapter 9:

Kurt and Blaine hesitantly pulled away from each other with shy smilies. They fixed themselves up and Kurt led the way downstairs.

"Hey Kurt, did you remember to DVR the rest of that movie we were watching?" Burt was facing the TV as the boys entered the room.

"Yeah dad." Kurt was now really nervous for his father to meet Blaine.

"Great, wanna get pizza and finish the rest?"

"Dad. Remember I have plans? With Blaine?"

"Oh yeah! When do I get to meet your boyfriend?"

Kurt blanched at his dad. He and Blaine hadn't really come up with a term for their relationship. Were they boyfriends? They were exclusive now so wasn't it the same thing? Kurt didn't really have enough time to come up with a response because suddenly Blaine was moving in front of him to face his dad.

"Hi Sir, my name's Blaine. I'm Kurt's boyfriend." Blaine extended a hand out towards Burt with the friendliest most "I'm so proper" smile Kurt had ever seen.

Blaine eyed Blaine but thankfully took the boy's hand. "Burt. Great to meet you kid."

"You too sir. I just want to let you know now that Kurt means a lot to me and I won't hurt him."

Burt continued to stare at Blaine and then motioned with his head for him to take a seat. Blaine took a quick glance toward Kurt but obliged and sat down on the couch. Burt sat at the other end. And Kurt awkwardly stood behind the couch staring at the two men's backs. He debated if he should sit or not but decided to just let his dad talk to Blaine first. Blaine would charm his dad so much, Burt would be begging to adopt him.

Kurt made his way into the kitchen to let them talk, hoping and praying that his dad didn't embarrass him. After 10 minutes Kurt decided that was enough and went back into the living room to find Burt cracking up at Blaine's joke. A wide smile spread on Kurt's face.

"What's so funny?" Kurt made his way toward them and sat down right next to Blaine. His father had made his was into his lounge chair.

"Cleveland Brown's wining the NFL! Blaine said he would actually dye his hair red if they won!" Burt was still cracking up and Blaine was laughing as well but Kurt was completely lost. Something about football…

"I'm serious Burt! You think I'm joking? Let's make it a pact!"

"As much as I would love to see you with red hair, I know for a fact you're right. There's no way in hell they're winning." Burt finally stopped laughing and looked over at Kurt, "I like this one Kurt."

Kurt looked at Blaine and tried to convey every emotion he felt into a smile, "Me too, Dad."

"Speaking of sport, I have 4 tickets to the Knicks game next Friday. I was planning on taking the family but Carol is working so Blaine you in?"

Blaine's eyes grew huge and his smile was so wide, "Oh wow, yeah I'd love to! I've always wanted to go to their game but my friends aren't into basketball."

"Perfect, Kurt you in?"

Kurt didn't care for basketball but he cared about Blaine so… "Yeah sure, how bad could it be. So then the 4th ticket's for Finn?"

"Yeah, he'd be pissed if we didn't invite him." Burt stood and went toward the kitchen, "Look I like you Blaine and Kurt's a good kid. I trust him. So have fun tonight and be back by 11:30. I'm gonna eat and watch the rest of that movie." Without waiting for a reply Burt left them alone in the living room.

Kurt took Blaine's hand, "Wow! I can't believe how well that went! What did you even say to him!?"

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand and spoke in just a whisper, "You're dad loves you so much Kurt."

Kurt was taken aback. That was so not what he expected for Blaine to say. "Yeah, I know, why?"

"It's just… I love my parents and they love me. I know that. But you're just so close to your Dad and I barely even see my parents. Just during Holidays."

"Awh Blaine, I didn't know it affected you that much."

"It doesn't really. I just sometimes miss them."

Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder. "Yeah, I understand."

After a few quiet moments Blaine spoke again. "I hope it was okay that I introduced myself as your boyfriend."

Kurt looked up and smiled, "Yeah. I mean, I want you to be…that."

Blaine smiled, "Good."

Blaine was staring so intently that Kurt just wanted to kiss him so to stop himself he decided they should get an early start on their night out. "So, we should probably get dinner soon. It's almost 7."

They said their goodbyes to Burt and then made their way down to Kurt's favorite dining spot.

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The restaurant was so small but elegant. Kurt had made reservations for them earlier so when they got there, they were immediately taken to their seats. There was soft Italian music playing and each table was lit with candles. There were fairy lights all around the restaurant. They sat at a small table for two next to the window. It was beautiful. Kurt couldn't have planned this better if he tried. Until their food came, Blaine held onto Kurt's hand. Even when they were walking here, Blaine never let go of Kurt. When their food finally did arrive, Kurt missed Blaine's hand so he ate quickly. They talked about music and movies and favorite books and how Blaine was actually part Italian and new Italian fluently. Kurt replied that he knew French or was studying it at school. Blaine was a Harry Potter nerd and Kurt admitted to having never read the books, just the movies to which Blaine mocked horror but nevertheless had Kurt promise to read them. The night went wonderfully. After dinner, Kurt took Blaine to his favorite ice cream parlor that looked like a 70's parlor.

Kurt's highlight of the night had to be when Kurt got ice cream on the side of his cheek and Blaine actually licked it off him instead of just telling him. Kurt had turned so red and shy after that. In turn he gave Blaine a quick peck on the lips. Blaine insisted on paying for ice cream since Kurt paid for dinner and while Kurt denied, Blaine went behind his back and paid anyway to which Kurt threatened to never get ice cream again. Blaine made an adorable puppy dog face that Kurt had to let it go.

It was almost 11:30 when they finally made it back to Kurt's place.

"I guess this is where we part." Blaine was still holding onto Kurt's hand.

"Yeah… Wait! How are you getting home? I'm not letting you take the bus this late at night. With creeps that will definitely want to who knows what to you! No way! I can't believe I didn't think of that. I'll talk to my dad, wait here-"

"Kurt!" Blaine laughed and pulled his back, "Kurt, I'm not taking the bus back. I have my car here."

"Your c-car?" Kurt was thoroughly confused now. "I thought you took the bus?"

"I was going to take the bus but then my genius, and I use that term loosely, asked how I planned to get back and I was about to say the bus when he tossed me the keys to his car. I'm parked right over there, across the street."

Kurt looked over to the only car on that side of the street. His jaw literally dropped.

Parked there was an actual black Bugatti Chiron!

Kurt let go of Blaine's hand and made his way towards the best car his two eyes had ever seen.

"OMG Blaine! You drive this and you made us walk everywhere!? I've never seen a more beautiful car!"

Blaine was shyly standing there now. "It's my brothers. He likes cars. And I mean yeah I could have driven us but… Ireallywantedtoholdyourhand." That last part was mumbled and sounded like gibberish.

"Huh"

Blaine looked up and walked over to Kurt taking his hand. "I really wanted to hold your hand."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine. "I wanted to hold your hand too. Promise to never let go?"

"I swear."

They kissed again until Blaine saw that it was 11:28 and he didn't want to get on Burt's bad side. So they bid farewell. Kurt promised to visit Blaine on Monday after school to see Blaine in the first soccer match of the school year. Kurt demanded one last kiss and then Blaine got into his car and drove away. Across the bridge to Manhattan where Kurt's dreams lived. Maybe now, more than one. And he wasn't sure if that excited or scared him.