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This is set after the scene at the Lima Bean in 2x22, titled by the song of the same name- which I'm obsessed with.
In A Manner of Speaking
Kurt shut the door behind him, leaning against it. His thoughts were blurry and unfocused- all he could think of was earlier at the Lima Bean, how perfect their hands felt when they were tangled together, and how Blaine's hair was just perfectly gelled, and how Blaine told him, perfectly, just in the right time, that-
He sighed dreamily. Everything was perfect.
Sure, the butterflies in his stomach were gone by now… but their absence was filled with an army of elephants.
"Kiddo? You're home?" called Burt, before coming out of the kitchen and noticing Kurt's limp body, leaning against the door, his eyes almost glazed. "Kurt?" his voice was apprehensive. "Is everything okay?"
Kurt smiled at him brightly. Burt felt a twinge in his heart- Kurt didn't smile like that in a very, very long time.
"He told me he loves me, dad."