So I know I said I'd update when I got back, but on Sunday night my laptop LITERALLY blew up and so I haven't been able to update. So at the moment I'm using my parents' laptop. I'm really sorry, but thanks to the people who have put on alerts and all that jazz. Really appreciated!

Dave

So here it was. The day I'd been dreading. Going to Kurt's house.

Burt Hummel despised me. In fact despise was an understatement. He hated me. I wouldn't be surprised if he shot me down as soon as I entered his house. But he knew what this meant to Kurt and he knew that killing me would probably just make Kurt mad at him. So I was safe. Hopefully.

I pulled up onto the driveway behind Kurt's car and watched him as he hopped out and made his way to the drivers door of my car. He opened it and waited for me to get out.

'It's going to be fine, Dave! Don't worry about it. He just wants to talk. It's not you, he'd do it with anyone, honestly!' Kurt reassured me. I was still shitting myself.

Kurt led me to the front door and whipped out a key, forced it into the door and turned until an audible click sounded. He stepped inside, flashing me a comforting smile.

'Dad, we're home!' Kurt called, emphasising slightly on the "we're". The house seemed empty. I knew that Finn and Carole weren't in and it was just Burt and us here, but the large house was very quiet. No TV blaring or footsteps on the stairs. Perhaps Burt Hummel really was just sat waiting for us.

'Hey, Kurt!' came a reply from one of the doors crowding the hall. 'C'mon in!'

I followed Kurt as he approached the door, giving me a small nod before turning the handle and entering. Burt Hummel was sat on the sofa with a large newspaper spread across his lap. He looked up as we came in, his expression unreadable.

'Hey dad, you know Dave,' Kurt mumbled, gesturing to me. I gave an awkward smile.

'Hey Dave,' Burt said with a smile. Was it a real smile or was it just for Kurt? I didn't know.

'Hello, Mr Hummel,' I muttered back. Burt smirked at this.

'Please, call me Burt,' he said. He paused and looked over at Kurt. 'Kurt, give me and Dave a minute?'

Kurt looked uneasy. 'Can't I be here?'

'We won't be long, I promise, just a minute. Don't worry I just want to talk to him about something,' he reassured Kurt. It certainly didn't reassure me. Why did he want me alone?

Kurt nodded and stepped outside, the door closing gently behind him. Burt gestured to an armchair in front of him and I went and took a seat in it, sitting up rigidly in anxiety.

'So Dave,' he began, moving his newspaper to his side. 'Kurt's told me about you and about the past few weeks and what's been going on. I know you've apologised to him and from what he's told me you meant it too. He's really wants to help you and he trust you. I'd just like to know that you appreciate his trust and won't use it against him.'

'I can assure you, I really appreciate it. I honestly don't know where I'd be without him. I'd never use his trust against him. It means a lot to me.' I hesitated, but added, 'He means a lot to me.'

'Yeah, and from what I've heard, you mean a lot to him too. So I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to screw him around and as long as that's not going to happen, I'll be here to help too.'

'Really?' Was my disbelief obvious?

'Yeah. Kurt told me about your parents and if you ever need help with that or if you want me to talk to them, I'm here. I know how hard it was for Kurt, even though he knew I'd accept him for who he was. So I guess it's harder on you. But Kurt and I are here, and my wife Carole, if I'm not around.'

Holy shit, looked like I was getting out of here completely unscathed. In fact, I was surprised Burt was being so nice to me. I had bullied his son, made him terrified of me, but all that was put behind us. And Burt was offering to help. Help with my parents. The one thing that I'd been worried about but I had more than enough help with now. That gave me confidence. I wide smile spread across my face.

'Oh, well, thank you. So much Burt. I really, really appreciate it!' I babbled, not quite knowing how to get out my thanks.

'That's alright, Dave. Just remember. No messing Kurt about, or you'll have me to answer to,' he concluded. There was the scary Burt Hummel. 'Well, off you go, Kurt's probably waiting right outside.'

'Thank you, sir,' I said and stood up, thanking God that I was leaving unhurt and with a whole lot more confidence than I'd entered with.

Kurt

They were taking forever! I was hesitant about listening at the door and in the end decided not to, incase I heard something I didn't want to hear. I settled with sitting on the stairs and watching the door, unable to make out the murmurs which came from within.

Finally, the door handle moved and out stepped Dave, a large grin spread across his face. That was a good sign I guessed.

'Are you okay?' was my first reaction. Dave just smiled more.

'I'm great! Never better in fact,' Dave replied and I let out a small chuckle.

'Great! Time to show you around then!' I declared.

'Door open!' called dad from the living room. A surge of heat ran through my cheeks, clearly showing my embarrassment.

I pulled Dave away to give him the little tour that I'd given so many times, showing each room separately and finishing at my bedroom. He looked around before looking at me.

'It's very you!' he commented.

'Is that good?'

'That is the absolutely amazing!'

I let a short fit of giggles escape. 'Flattery will get you everywhere, Dave Karofsky!'

He walked around Finn's part of the room, observing it carefully, and then took a seat at the end of my bed, letting his hands slip over my silky sheets.

'Kurt, I... I want to...' He thought for a minute and then sighed. 'I want to tell my parents.' His smile had slipped into a more serious expression now and I could tell he was quite nervous.

'What? Are you sure?'

'Yeah. Your dad was saying that you'd both be there to help me with them if I needed it and I'm tired of hiding it and panicking every time I think they've found out and avoiding talking to them about stuff like dating. I want to know that they'll be there for me no matter who I am and if they're not going to, then I don't want to continue this stupid charade!'

'Of course we'll be here to help, but are you sure you're ready? I don't want you to rush into anything,' I told him.

'I really want to do this, Kurt. I mean everyone's took it well so far. You, Lauren, heck even Azimio took it well!'

'I guess. If you want me there, I'll be there,' I assured him.

'Thanks, Kurt.' He beamed at me. 'You really are awesome,' he added, making me smile and flush more than anyone ever had.

'I try,' I said and shot him a smile back.

I was going to be there for him. Whether his parents took it well or not I would he there. And I really hoped he knew that.