As "We Are Young" came to a close, and the New Directions converged on each other, Kurt decided that he'd never been happier – the two men in his life, his boyfriend and his step-brother, had seemingly resolved their issues and were friends again. Kurt still didn't understand how Finn's jealousy could have affected him so much so that he would take every opportunity to tear Blaine down, but he was glad that an understanding had been reached. Who was he to question fate?
He turned his attention to Mike and Tina, who had worked so hard to get to where they were and who had overcome so much – namely, Mike, Sr. Shaking his head in exasperation, Kurt thanked his lucky stars that his dad was as supportive as he was. Secretly, Kurt was extremely proud of Tina for what she had done. Essentially, she'd gone to bat for Mike. And while the immediate aftermath was less than positive, the end result was well worth the heartache.
Gazing fondly at the newly disbanded "Troubletones," Kurt was glad that Mercedes and Santana (and Britt, if he was feeling generous, which, considering the current ambiance, he was) had come to their senses and were home, so to speak. New Directions was where their hearts truly lay, if they were being honest, and it would be a shame to deny that. Santana, especially, after all the crap she'd had to put up with, deserved to be among those who could appreciate her for who she was. No hiding, no secrets – just her . . . and Britt, for where one went, the other was bound to follow.
Observing the rest of the rag-tag group, Kurt was amazed at how well everyone was able to put aside their differences for a shared love of singing. Music truly had a remarkable power over some . . . others, not so much. But New Directions was special – always had been, always would be. Look at Rachel, able to greet Santana with a smile on her face, even after all the names she'd been called by the Latina. Look at Quinn and Mercedes, dancing together.
For better or worse, Kurt thought wryly. We're a family.
"Hey," said a voice at his side. He turned to find Blaine watching him in the same manner as he had been watching everyone else mere moments before. "Good times, yeah?"
"Yeah," he replied, interlocking his fingers with Blaine and giving his hand a gentle squeeze, "The best."