Chapter 8

A/N: Hey guys!

Sorry about leaving you all hanging but I finally got this chapter done thanks to write or die dot com, brilliant site and when I manage to buy my ipad it will be an even better app I'm sure.

News time, I have a proper job now which means that I don't know when I am going to have time to type and such :-(

BUT that said, I will get rich from this job and buy my ipad and then I can get the app and type like crazy! YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY

I'm also now on Scarves and Coffee because someone told me that FF is taking down M rated fics so if this happens, find me!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any movies, musicals, songs, events, products, clothing, labels, schools, names or anything else you can think of I own nothing except my imagination.

This is a Kurt/Blaine fic, so if you don't like boy x boy then there is a little 'x' button in the right hand corner of this page feel free to click it in times of closed mindedness.

NOW

Around an hour after 'the incident' the boys found themselves sitting on the couch in front of Burt Hummel; Blaine was nervous to say the least.

Kurt had laid a hand on Blaine's knee in comfort as they waited for Burt to start talking, they didn't have to wait long as Burt begun not long after.

"Okay, can we just skip the whole part where I discuss what I just saw? Can we leave it with, Don't have sex on the counter? Or while others are in the house?" Burt said slowly and Kurt looked at him with wide eyes.

"You're really calm?"

"Well I have to be, it's not like I wasn't expecting it, you're two boys and I figured you'd want to express, your – uh – urges? Is urges the right word?"

"Yes dad, can we get back to skipping this now?" Kurt asked completely mortified.

"Yeah, right, please," Burt said as he took his cap off and ran his hand over his head before placing the cap down, "Look guys, I don't really know what's going on with you, first you guys are happy as peas in a pod and then next it's like someone shoved you into a pot of boiling water forcing you to separate and now?"

"We found our way back to the pod?" Kurt asked with a small smile.

"I want to know who put you into the boiling water."

"Dad can we skip the analogy?" Kurt asked.

"No I like it."

"Fine," Kurt groaned and Burt smirked, turning to Blaine "what's going on bud?"

Blaine looked down at his shoes, he wasn't entirely sure if he was going to be able to talk, he was a mixture of mortification and embarrassment of his situation, both rendering him incapable of conjugating a sentence.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked as he looked at his boyfriend with sad eyes, Blaine looked up at him, tears in his eyes before he looked at Burt, clearing his throat in the process.

"I -uh- I don't know where to start," Blaine said quietly and Burt nodded.

"There is always the beginning?"

"Then we have to go back to when I was a child," Blaine said sadly and Burt frowned, the subtle acknowledgement of the length of time that Blaine had been being treated poorly was turning Burt's gut already, a fear of what Blaine was going to tell him creeping up on him.

"What exactly has been happening recently though?"

"It's a long story, it might take a while to explain to be honest," Blaine said sadly and Burt nodded before standing up, Blaine's eyes followed him and Burt sighed "I'm going to make myself a cup of coffee, I guess we should settle down."

******************************KLAINE*********************************

"Will you marry me?"

Emmet dropped the pillow and looked at him "What?"

"I think I just asked you to marry me," Puck said slowly, he hadn't meant to let it slip, he was just thinking about it, he hadn't meant to have said it out loud, but now the cat was out of the bag and making it's way through the room.

"Noah... I-" Puck picked up on Emmet's tone instantly, it wasn't happy, it was regretful almost.

"I guess I know the answer then," Puck said and Emmet shook his head "So is it a yes then?" Puck asked and Emmet looked down, he couldn't say yes, he couldn't marry Puck, he couldn't weigh down Puck like that, it wasn't fair on him, he deserved to marry someone who could give him everything.

"Noah.." Emmet started again and Puck swallowed and nodded "It's fine I get it, why would you want to marry a reject like me anyway?" Puck asked rhetorically and Emmet frowned slightly.

"Noah that's not it."

"Can you just get off me?" Puck said as he looked at how Emmet was still on top of him, rendering him unable to stand up.

"No, I'm not moving, we are going to talk this out like adults," Emmet said as he pushed on Puck's chest, making him sit back.

"Really adult like, sitting on my lap," Puck said sarcastically "Emmet can you just let me go, I need to go get drunk or something, I just can't sit here right now."

"Noah, we need to talk, okay? there is more to this."

"You don't want to marry me, what more can there be? It's fine Emmet, I'm used to rejections by now," Puck said, his voice catching as he placed his hands on Emmet's hips, lifting him enough to menouver himself out, as he stood he looked back at the teary eyed Emmet "It was fun," Puck said as he started to walk away from the couch and out, he slammed the door in his wake, not seeing Emmet's flinch.

Puck walked over to his truck, he tried to calm his breathing but nothing was working, he felt rather then intiated his hand slamming against the frame of his truck, he looked at his hand, slightly red and throbbing, he looked up and caught a look of his face in the mirror, his stomach clenching as he saw the apparently crying mess in the reflection. His hand acted on it's own accord as he slammed it against the window, he wasn't expecting to have his hand go through the glass.

Puck felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned around to look at Emmet "Are you coming to gloat?" Puck asked dryly.

"Noah, you must know, beneath everything right now, you must know that I love you and I would never feel happiness over your pain," Emmet said sincerely "can we go inside and talk?"

Puck nodded and Emmet led him inside, "Are we sitting in the lounge room?" Puck asked defeated and Emmet laughed slightly.

"No sweetie, in case you haven't noticed you're kind of bleeding," Emmet said with a frown, Puck looked down at his bloodied hand and nodded.

"Bathroom then," Puck said and Emmet nodded, they walked in silence to the bathroom; Puck leant against the counter as Emmet busied himself with cleaning the cuts.

"Noah, why did you ask me to marry you?" Emmet said as he pulled out another piece of glass.

"It was a mistake to be honest, so don't worry about it," Puck said and Emmet sighed.

"It sounded like you meant it."

"Well you said no so what does it matter whether I wanted to ask you anyway," Puck said defiantly.

"There has to be something that made you want to ask."

"I asked because I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you but I guess asking you to settle for me is a bit to much to ask for."

"And here I was thinking that you were setlling for me," Emmet whispered.

"Is this about what your dad did to you because he's an asshole but newsflash, so's mine, we've been through this babe, I love you," Puck said as he cupped Emmet's cheek with his non injured hand "I asked you by accident, but I don't mean it any less, I want what marriage could give us."

"You're so young."

"If that's your only reasoning for saying no then I am not taking no as an answer."

"Noah, I love you, you know that and I want to marry you, one day but right now, I'm not ready, I don't feel like I can offer you enough," Emmet said as he turned back to Puck's hand.

"Emmet you forget that I don't want you to offer me more then your love," Puck saiid softly before sighing "But if you want to wait, that's fine, I may have been saving up for a ring but I don't have it yet and well a pillow fight isn't exactly the way I planned on asking you."

Emmet turned back to Puck, looking into his golden eyes, "I do love you," Emmet said sincerely as he leant forward and pressed his lips to Puck's; they both sighed as they melted into each others touch.

As they separated Emmet grabbed Puck's injured hand and proceeded to bandage it up.

******************************KLAINE*********************************

"It's a lot to take in, I can't imagine how you managed to keep all of this in," Burt sighed as he looked at the boy before him, Blaine had started at the beginning like Burt had requested, he spoke about the expectations his father put on him and his siblings, the abuse, he spoke right up until present day skipping over an admittance of self loathing. Kurt had held Blaine's hand the entire time; there were parts of the story that were new to Kurt and parts that were familiar, all horrible.

"You know you can stay here right?" Burt asked.

"I don't want to impose Burt," Blaine said.

"Nonsense, your my son, I wont see you out on your ass, you can stay in the spare room though, you can also come work for me at the tire shop, I know how handy you are with cars," Burt said with a smile and Blaine nodded.

"I will do you proud," Blaine said and Burt sighed.

"Even if you think you don't, I will still love you son," Burt said seriously and Blaine had to bite back the tears that wanted to escape "Now that my horrifying history lesson is over I might leave you two in your pod and head back to the tire shop," Burt acknowledged and Kurt and Blaine both smiled.

"Thanks dad," Kurt said for both him and Blaine, Burt smiled "Don't sweat it kid."

******************************KLAINE*********************************

They were lying in Kurt's bed again and Kurt was rubbing soothing circles into Blaine's hip.

"When do you want to move your stuff in here?" Kurt asked.

"I don't know, I kind of want to get it out of the way soon but I just want to forget that it's happening for a little while," Blaine muttered into Kurt's neck and Kurt nodded.

"You've done heaps already today we can face reality tomorrow," Kurt said softly and Blaine nodded slightly before kissing Kurt's neck, too emotionally drained to move his head up to meet Kurt's lips.

Sleep was something that followed soon after, the boys a tangled mess of limbs as they supported each other through the oblivion humanity calls dreams.

A/N: Love it? Hate it? Tell me?

Okay so I best be going but please remember to find me on Scarves and coffee :D

Love you all

Shae xo