AN: So not much writing got done today. Maybe tomorrow will be better? Enjoy.

Chapter 65

"Oh sorry dad. We were just outside and we got a bit wet. I'll go clean that right now." Blaine called out, moving into the kitchen to grab some paper towels.

Blaine's dad walked into the living room as he asked. "Who is this 'we'?" When he saw Kurt, he stopped for a moment before continuing. "Ah. Hello Kurt."

Kurt gave a wave. "Hello Mr. Anderson. How was your trip?"

Mr. Anderson set down his bag by the stairs. "Long. And it's not over yet. We leave again tomorrow morning."

Blaine's mom let out a little laugh at the groan in his voice. "Oh dear. It's not so bad." Turning to Kurt, she added. "They have the best food at some of the conferences. I wouldn't be surprised if I had gained twenty pounds from it all."

Kurt smiled at this, sharing a look with her. Blaine walked into the room and took in the scene. He squared his shoulders as he walked over to where Kurt and his mom stood. "Hi dad. Good to see you."

"You too, son." Blaine's dad responded. The awkward silence filled the room for a bit until Kurt let out a small cough. Startled at the reminder of Kurt's presence, he turned to Kurt. "Are you joining us for dinner tonight?"

Kurt shook his head. "No, I'm going over to a friend's for a small get together."

Mr. Anderson nodded, not able to hide the slight look of relief in his eyes. He hoped things would be less awkward if it was just family.

Blaine caught this and added. "Yeah, I'm just going to drop him off and then we can go out. So I'll be back in a few minutes."

Looking at his watch, Blaine's dad frowned. "I don't want you driving this late. We can just drop him off on our way to a restaurant."

Blaine rolled his eyes and was about to comment when Kurt grabbed his hand and squeezed. Kurt answered back. "That'd be great. I'll just go grab my things."

He pulled Blaine after him and they made their way up to Blaine's room. After entering, Kurt pulled Blaine into a hug. He spoke quietly into his ear. "It's only for a short time. Just try to get along with him. Please?"

Blaine rested his forehead on Kurt's shoulder. "Fine. I'll try but there are no guarantees."

The two stood there for a moment until they heard Mr. Anderson call. "Boys, let's get going."

They pulled apart and Blaine grabbed Kurt's bag. They headed back downstairs and both of them got into the backseat of the car. The car was quiet, only interrupted by the occasional direction from Kurt on where to turn. They quickly arrived at Rachel's house and both boys got out of the car.

Blaine walked Kurt up to the door, holding his hand. After Kurt rang the doorbell, he turned to Blaine and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled sadly at Blaine and said. "I'll see you tomorrow. Try to have a nice time."

Blaine smiled. "I will babe. Be good. I love you."

Kurt responded. "I love you too."

Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and headed back towards the car, hearing behind him the door open and Rachel's voice. He slid into the backseat of the car and his dad drove off.

His mother filled the car with stories about some of the people she had spoken to during the trip. By the time they had arrived at Breadstix, the occupants of the car were much more relaxed than they had been.

Blaine laughed a bit when he saw his dad had been heading to Breadstix. Apparently, it really was the only place to eat in Lima. When they entered the restaurant, the hostess at the stand brightened at seeing Blaine enter.

"What are you doing back so soon? Weren't you two just here yesterday?" She asked, grabbing two menus.

Blaine shrugged and gestured to his two parents. "No here with him today. My parents wanted to go out for dinner."

She looked back and blushed, reaching to grab another menu. "My apologies. I'm just so used to it being him and his boyfriend." She explained to Blaine's blank-faced father.

He waved it off. "It's all right. I wasn't aware Blaine was going out so often that he'd be recognizable though."

Not knowing an appropriate response to that, the hostess led them to their table and handed them their menus. After she walked away, Blaine's father looked at him. "So you two come here often?"

Blaine smiled softly as he thought back to the many times Kurt and he had come here. "Yeah."

Blaine's mom gave a small grin at the love-struck look on his face before she turned to her menu. Blaine's dad browsed through the menu as he said. "Well, I hope you aren't wasting all your money going out. Saving your money is important for the future, son."

Blaine clenched his fists a bit and said quietly. "It's not a waste to go out with my boyfriend."

Blaine's dad sighed. "I didn't mean it like that."

Blaine didn't respond, just glared silently at the table until his mom spoke up. "Since you come here so often, why don't you tell me what's good?"

A short conversation on the menu's content and their waitress stopping by later, the three sat at the table, silent. Blaine's mom asked. "So what have you been up to during your vacation?"

Blaine smiled. "We've been hanging out at Kurt's place mostly. We have seen a couple movies and finished a bit of our homework too."

"You know son, I worry about your use of the word 'we' when responding to your mother's question about you. Perhaps you have been spending too much time with Kurt." His dad spoke up, adjusting his glasses a bit.

Blaine looked up and glared. "Save the psychoanalyzing for your patients dad."

His dad gave him a look and Blaine looked away, leaning back and crossing his arms with a huff. The family dropped back into silence again, making light conversation once their food made it to the table about the quality of the pasta and breadsticks.

Once they had finished eating, they paid and headed back out to the car. Once they arrived back at their house, Blaine tried to head up to his room but his mom called him back. "Blaine, sweetie, won't you come spend time with us? We leave early tomorrow and won't be back for a couple more weeks."

Blaine wasn't able to refuse his mother and headed into the living room where his mom and dad sat. He made his way to sit next to his mother when his dad spoke up. "Why don't you go grab a board game? We can play and chat."

Blaine groaned as he walked over to the cupboard and began searching for a game to play. "Family game night dad? Really?"

"They key to a happy family is spending time together." His father said, speaking in the tone of voice he always used when he was reciting one of his psychology learning's. Blaine rolled his eyes before grabbing Monopoly and heading back to the table. It was going to be a long night.

AN: I don't know. I couldn't make him homophobic because I just can't write it. But I'm not really sure how he ended up like this. Whatever. Hope you enjoyed anyways. Please review.