So this popped into my mind and I was like AWWWZZZ SO COOT MUST WRITE! Hope you enjoy!
Burt Hummel sat in the hard, wooden chair, glaring at the clock. He tapped his foot, sighing as he glanced around the white room.
"Dad, you should get out of here," Kurt commented for the fifth time that hour. He was lying in the hospital bed, propped up by pillows and surrounded by cards and flowers. His father rolled his lily-pad eyes, repeating the same response again.
"Kurt, your my son and you just had surgery. I am not leaving."
The pale diva rolled his eyes as well, gesturing annoyingly with his hands.
"It was just appendicitis!" he cried. "And it didn't even hurt that bad, thanks to Blaine the Medical Wizard,"
The moment Kurt had complained of an aching right side, Blaine had told him "It's appendicitis, you need to go to the E.R."
Kurt had refused but promised to go to the doctor the next day. And here he was.
"And speaking of which, Blaine is going to be here in a few minutes, so he can take care of me. You know you hate the hospital, it reminds you of Mom." Kurt continued, his expression softening. Burt shook his head.
"That all may be true, but the hospital reminds you of her too and I'm not leaving you to go through that alone."
"I'm not going to be alone, Blaine's coming," insisted Kurt.
"Yes I am!" called Blaine stepping out from behind the door, grinning ear to ear.
"Hey sweetie!" Kurt beamed, lighting up like a Christmas tree.
"I didn't know my presence was so awaited, I would've come sooner," Blaine smiled giving Kurt a gentle hug.
"You should have," the pale boy pouted.
"Hmmm, well if I had, I wouldn't have been able to get these," With a flourish, Blaine reveled a coffee carrier from behind his jacket. Kurt's grin grew even bigger ad he clapped his hands excitedly.
"Shhh, I'm technically breaking the rules," Blaine winked. Kurt groaned.
"Oh come on, isn't the point of this place to make me feel better! And coffee definitely makes me feel better. Although, why isn't it from the Lima Bean, I don't recognize that logo and I've been to like every coffee place in Lima."
"All in good time," Blaine quipped, setting the drinks on the end table.
"Now, Mr. Hummel, I asked Finn what you normally get and he said black, is that right?"
Burt nodded appreciatively.
"Thanks, Blaine, the hospital stuff is crap," The tenor waved him off, smiling.
"It's no problem. Now I got a grande non-fat mocha, but I think I might have messed that one up so maybe I'll just give it to the nurse or sumthin," Tone dripping with sarcasm, Blaine rose to leave. Kurt chuckled, yanking his boyfriend back by the collar.
"Surrender the coffee or die," he growled. Blaine set it on Kurt's tray with a wink.
"And finally, angel, why I drove to
Marion this morning-"
"You drove to Marion for coffee!" Kurt looked concerned for his boyfriend's sanity.
"Just taste this drink for me," Blaine held out the third cup from the carrier, smirking. The countertenor reached out hesitantly, taking a sip. He wrinkled his nose.
"Why'd you get a triple latte?" he asked. Blaine simply raised an eyebrow, waiting. Realization hit Kurt's face and he nearly spit out his sip.
"Omigaga! Omigaga! You found a Taylor the latte boy!" he gasped, examining the cup.
"Omigaga! It says With love, Taylor the Latte Boy!"
Blaine chuckled, overjoyed by the excitement his boyfriend oozed. Burt stared at his son, confused.
"Who's Taylor the latte boy?" he asked. Kurt glared at his unknowing father, horrified.
"It's only one of Kristin Chenoweth's greatest and most amazing songs! She goes to the coffee shop and orders a latte and there's this really hot barista named Taylor!"
Blaine laughed, grabbing his medium drip from the carrier and giving Kurt's hand a squeeze.
"You really need to breath, darling. This can't be good for your vitals,"
Kurt gazed at his boyfriend lovingly.
"Screw vitals!" he beamed. "You drove 53 miles for a latte I'm not even going to drink just so it could be made by someone named Taylor,"'
Blaine blushed, biting his lip.
"Yah well I thought it would make you happy and I know how much you hate this place," he whispered. Burt leaned into his book, trying to not look like he was eavesdropping.
Kurt glanced at his father, checking to see if he was looking. Under the impression he was distracted, the snowy-skinned teen reached out to clutch at Blaine's curls, pulling him into a soft kiss.
"I love you," he breathed into Blaine's lips. Burt's head turned swiftly, shocked by the elusive "L-Word",
"I love you too, angel," Blaine grinned, pecking Kurt on the cheek. He leaned back and began drilling Kurt on his medical status.
Mr. Hummel sat for a moment, digesting the transaction that had just occurred. His son loved someone. No matter what the gender, that wasn't Burt's concern. His obsession was on the way he had just witnessed his son let someone in. He had just seen his quiet, introverted son let someone take care of him, let someone show him joy, let someone show him love.
Burt stood carefully and the boys looked up.
"I, Uh, I think I'm going to take you up on that offer Kurt," the dad said, looking into his son's eyes. Kurt nodded, understanding what Burt was saying immediately.
"Take care of him while I'm out Blaine, Kay?"
Blaine appeared confused by the interaction between his boyfriend and Burt, but shrugged it off.
"Of course," he swore solmomly.
Burt grabbed his coffee and keys, heading out the door. As he left he heard his son laugh.
"Oh, don't worry that means he likes you,"
I picture this happening during the summer between S2 and S3. If you don't know Kristin Chenoweth, she plays April Rhodes on Glee and is the most amazical human being in this planet. If you haven't heard Taylor the Latte Boy, YOUTUBE IT! It's hilarious and amazing! Also please REVIEW AND ALERT! :) Make my day! Finally, feel free to check out my multi-FIC, The One That Got Away. Klisses and Klugs to all!