"Hey dad." I greeted weakly. "Whets the matter bub? Your eyes are all red." He asked sitting me down at the table. I rested my head on my hands and sighed. "Nothing, it's just been a long day is all." I shrugged. "Kurt, don't do this. You know that you aren't good at handling stuff sometimes." Dad said raising his eyes brows. "It's not like that dad. Blaine had a problem but everything is going to be fine." I insisted. "What kind of problem?" my dad nosed. "I promised him I wouldn't tell. But its family stuff. I can deal with this it's not a big deal." I said. "Alright, but he hasn't ever had you upset in the way that you would ever cu-" "No dad! He hasn't actually. He has done the exact opposite. Blaine makes me feel so happy that I think I might explode. When I'm with him the last thing I think about is cutting dad so just drop it." I snapped. "Hey now I'm just trying to help so calm down." my dad said. "Sorry dad. I'm just worried. Blaine came into my room this morning. His eyes were red and I could tell he had been crying. He told me he hadn't been." I said pulling at the loose string on my shirt. "Blaine is proud, Kurt. The way I take it he's not going to let you know every little problem." Dad insisted. "I wish he would. I've only seen him cry twice and then he dries his tears. He pushes his problem's down until they burst out and he is totally distraught. It hurts that he won't talk to me." I said fighting tears. "Kurt, you can't push him. You haven't known him that long. Blaine may just deal with stuff differently than you." Dad said. I nodded. "I'm gonna go get dinner started." He said patting me on the back and walking out the back door to start the grill.

I dried my tears and looked in the mirror. I'm so scared. Tomorrow would be the last day Kurt and I would be here then we have to go back home. My face was still a little red but I guess I was okay. I zipped up my jeans and buttoned up my shirt. There much better. I jumped down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. "Hey hon." Kurt smiled a little. I smiled at him a little and sat at the table next to him. "How ar-" Kurt started. "Don't start Kurt, please. I don't wanna talk about it. I'm fine and yes I'm sure I'm fine." I stopped Kurt before he could ask. "I'm glad." Kurt laughed. "I'm gonna go see if your dad needs help with dinner." I said kissing his hair.

I walked out the back door where Burt was lighting the grill. "Hi Burt." "Oh, buddy. How's it goin'?" he asked. "I'm fine. I was just wondering if you wanted help with dinner." I smiled. He furrowed his brow and stared at me. "Seriously?" Burt asked looking confused. "Yeah, I'm no Kurt but I'm an okay cook." I laughed. "Alright, go ahead Blaine." Burt laughed. I started to do what I usually do but Burt stopped me. "Are you wrapping that corn in foil?" Burt said. "Uh, yeah." I said confused. "Alright go ahead."Burt said sitting in a chair. Burt tapped his fingers on the table next to him. I finished and helped Burt carry in the food. Carole was already sitting at the table with Kurt.

I popped into the seat next to him and smiled at Carole. "Wow, this looks really good Burt." said Carole. "Well, I'd love to take credit for it but I can't. Blaine cooked it." Burt said. I smiled and blushed a little. "I'm going make Blaine do another thing; he's going to say grace." Burt said. My head whipped up and said, "I am?" Burt just nodded and smiled at me. "Okay then, uh join hands?" I smiled grabbing Carole's hand and Kurt's. I bowed my head and smiled. "Dear Lord. Thank you, for everything. My family, for Kurt, for his family. You have blessed us in so many ways. We thank you for this food and the people we get to share it with. Amen." I said without the grin leaving my face. "Thank you Blaine." Carole said giving my hand a squeeze. We passed the food around and everybody chatted. We acted like we knew each other forever. We laughed at stories about Kurt when he was little. I told stories about Coop and me. They acted like I was one of their kids. I must have spaced out because I jumped a mile when Carole tapped me on the shoulder. "Blaine, hon are you alright?" Carole asked. "What? Oh, yeah I'm fine; just thinkin'." I smiled. "Do you want to watch TV with us guys?" Burt asked. Kurt and I looked at each other and shrugged. "Yeah, that sound good." Kurt said. I helped pick up the table despite Carole's protesting.

I flopped on the couch next to Kurt and sighed. Carole went ahead to bed and it was just Burt and Kurt in the room with me. For not doing anything today I was ridiculously tired. I rested my head on the back of the couch and grasped Kurt's hand. I fought to stay awake but finally gave up and shut my eyes.

"Is he asleep?" dad laughed. I looked over at Blaine. His mouth was open and he was snoring a little. "Yeah, he is definitely asleep." I grinned. "How's he doing?" dad whispered. "With what?" I asked. "Kurt, he's from a highly religious family, southern Illinois, basically the Bible belt. You know as well as anybody not everyone is accepting." my dad sighed. "I know, but he's strong dad. Blaine swore to me he would talk to me if anything got to be too much. And I trust him to be honest with me." I insisted. Blaine grumbled and snored really loud. "The perks of having a boyfriend with asthma." I laughed. "Does he do that all the time." Dad asked. "Pretty much, he talks too. Names, random numbers, and if he's really tired he starts laughing. He's the dorkiest guy ever." I smiled playing with his curls. Dad rolled his eyes and walked up the stairs. I watched Blaine sleep for a while. He seemed so peaceful when he was asleep. It took everything I had not to breakdown earlier. I stroked this hair and smiled at him. "Kurt." he mumbled. I looked at the clock on the wall, it was almost midnight. "Blaine let's go to bed. Come on hon." I said shaking his shoulder. He rolled over and laid on my arm. "Seriously B, get up." I laughed. "What?" he grumbled. "It's almost midnight and it's not good to sleep on the couch." I said pulling him to his feet. "Fine." he huffed. I half carried/dragged him up the steps. I kissed him and shoved him toward his room. I laughed as he walked back to his room and almost into his door.

I shut the door behind me and yawned. I popped my contacts out and pulled off my cloths. I slipped on a pair of shorts and fell into bed. I was out like a light.

Sunlight streamed through the window above my bed. I yawned and pulled the blanket over my face. I rolled over and looked at my phone. It was only 5 but I had slept through the night and I wasn't tired. I put on a t-shirt and my glasses walk crept down the stairs. The house was empty and it smelled like coffee.

I poured a mug and walked out to the back porch. "Moring Blaine." said a said a voice behind me. I jumped a little. Burt was sitting on the swing drink coffee. "G'morin'." I smiled. I sat down in the rocker and pulled my knees to my chest. "Why are you up so early?" he asked. "Just a habit." I shrugged and pushed up my glasses. Burt nodded and mumbled something. I ran my finger around the rim of the coffee cup. The air was damp and you could still see the dew on the grass. "What was your first impression of Kurt?" Burt blurted out. "Wow; just wow." I said grinning at the memory. "Kurt was right." He laughed. "Right about what?" I gulped. "You are dorkiest guy ever." Burt laughed. "He puts up with it too, that's why I love him." I laughed not realizing what I had said. I took a gulp of my coffee and yawned. "Love?" Burt said in a serious tone. "Hu?" I said. "You just said you love my son." Burt said not changing his tone. I could feel the blush creeping up the back of my neck. "I we-well uh y-yeah." I sputtered out. "Really?" he said leaning back in the swing. I gulped and clutch my mug. "Yes sir, I love your son. I love Kurt." I said nervously. "Are you sure?" Burt asked. "I have never been surer of anythin' in my life sir. Kurt is my everything." I insisted. Burt didn't say anything for a few minutes. He just nodded. "Love is a beautiful thing if it's true. People throw the word around a lot, saying 'I love you' but not meaning it. They lie because they think it will make things better." Burt said staring me down. If I wanted to man up, now was my shot. "I'm not a liar sir. I love Kurt with everything that I am. I'm willin' to give everything up if it means I can be his." I said. My voice was strong despite how badly my hands were shaking.

"Have you told him yet, that you love him?" Burt asked. I sighed, "N-not yet. I had planned on tellin' him when we got home. I wanted to make it special. Kurt deservers to be treated like a prince and that's what I intend to do sir." I said. "I pretty sure he feels the same way. I see the way he looks at you and it's the same way I looked at his mom." Burt smiled. "If he does then I'm the luckiest guy out there. He could've had any guy and Kurt chose me. Which I still don't get but I'm honored that it's me." I shrugged. "Blaine, you clearly don't see yourself the way Kurt does. You are his rock. I haven't seen him as happy as he is with you in a long time." Burt said. "I guess I don't, but I promise I'm always goin' to be there for him. I swear on my life."I said seriously. "Don't make promises you can't keep Blaine." Burt warned. "I'm not sir. I'm always gonna be in his life not matter what!" I said raising my voice. "Calm down. I honestly hope you are Blaine. You're always welcome here no matter what kid." Burt said patting me on the back. "Thank you sir. Who knows I might need this place come next year." I laughed started to stand up. "What's that supposed to mean?" Burt said stopping me. "My dad isn't the biggest fan of me already. He may kill me if he finds out."I shrugged. "Blaine don't joke about that. If you ever need a place to go, that bedroom's yours." Burt said seriously. "I'll be fine Burt. I'm strong." I smiled. "Alright. Just don't be too strong." Burt said letting me go.

I bounded up the stairs and knocked on Kurt's door. No answer. I opened the door. Kurt was curled up in a ball in the middle of the bed. It was almost 8, time to get up. I tip-toed over to his bed and sat on it. He shifted a little and rolled on his back. "Kurt get up." I smiled. "If this is Blaine, I swear I'm going to kill you." he said pulling his blanket over his face. I thought for a moment. "Fine. You can sleep but I'm stayin' too." I said I crawled under the blankets and set my glasses on the night stand. Kurt wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his head under my arms. I sighed. This was the last time Kurt and I could do this. No more hugs, kisses. No more holding hands or long looks. I lay there running my fingers through Kurt's hair. I think I needed that Michigan vacation more than my parents did. Kurt finally stirred about 10.

"G'mornin' sleepin' beauty." I grinned. "Hey." he said with a sleepy smile on his face. "When did you get in here?" Kurt said sitting up on his elbows. "Um about 8 a.m. when I tried to wake you up; but you threatened to kill me." I laughed. "Oops." He laughed. "It's alright." I said kissing his head. I reached over and grabbed my glasses. "Have I ever mentioned I love your glasses?" Kurt asked. I shook my head and put them on. "Well I do." Kurt said. "Great, but what are we doin' today?" I sighed. "I have special plans today."Kurt said. "Do I get to know these plans?" I asked. "No, now go get dressed. Just no t-shirts please; something nicer." Kurt smiled.

I crawled out of bed and walked down the hall and into my room. I put on clean jeans and my green button down. I felt my glasses on for the day and pulled on my boots. I don't know what Kurt and I were doing today but I wanted to make the most of it.

I jumped back down the stairs and into the kitchen. Finn was sitting at the table eating Pop-tarts. "Mornin' Finn." I greeted. "Hey dude." he mumbled. "How are you this chipper in the morning? I'm lucky to even be awake at this time." Finn said with his mouthful of strawberry toaster pastry. "Dude I wake up at 5 to feed barnyard animals. 10 a.m. is late for me." I laughed. "One of these days I'm gonna see this farm you live on." Finn said. "Deal, before the summer's over you can come down to the farm." I said shaking his hand. "Sweet." he smiled. "Hey guys. What's going on?" Burt said sitting down at the table with us. I smiled at him nervously. "Blaine said I could go to his farm before summer is over! Can I pleeeaaassseeee?" Finn begged. "I'm alright with it of Blaine's parent's are." Burt laughed. "I think they will be fine with it." I smiled. "Blaainne lets go!" shouted Kurt. I waved to Finn and Burt and followed Kurt out to his car. "Will you please tell me where we're goin'?" I asked climbing in. "No, just be patient." Kurt said backing out of the drive.

Author's Note: I know, it's been a while I'm sorry! Just had to say sorry. I got my braces off! And Glee tonight!? I know it's gonna happen! Kurt and Blaine are endgame! Farewell my readers!