A/N: Claire has now said I have to get to 80 chapters before midnight. So I'm just going to spit some out, rapid fire.
"I need a new tire." Blaine announced, and Kurt glanced up briefly from his new sheet music.
"My dad does have a shop, you know." Kurt said, looking back down. "He's working right now, why don't you go down?"
Blaine fidgeted at the doorway. "Uhh, I was wondering if maybe you could ask him for me."
Kurt didn't look up again. "He won't charge you. He knows you."
"It's not that…" Blaine muttered. "Your dad…he's a bit…" Kurt finally looked up, raising an eyebrow. "Intimidating."
"Blaine, you've talked to him before…" Kurt shook his head. "Besides, he likes you. What are you worried about?"
This wasn't like Blaine. He shrugged, folding his arms over his chest.
"I don't know." Blaine finally mumbled. "Maybe the fact that I've never really spoken to him without you there?" He tried hesitantly, trying not to show Kurt exactly how much he didn't want to have go talk to Burt by himself.
"Well, no better time to start." Kurt said happily, still distracted.
"But.."
"No but's Blaine. Go. You'll feel better. Besides, it's more than past time you two got used to each other." Kurt told him firmly, sighing at the hesitation he could see in Blaine's eyes, getting up and hugging the shorter boy.
"Please Blaine? For me?" he asked, turning his best puppy dog eyes on him.
Blaine sighed, giving in with a shrug.
"Okay." he agreed, hugging Kurt back.
He was halfway down the stairs before he realised that Kurt didn't need him to talk to Burt, he needed to talk to Burt. Blaine sighed, continuing on with a half-smile.
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He pulled in outside the shop ten minutes or so later, taking a deep breath to stabilise himself before getting out of the car.
"Hey sir." he called easily, spotting Burt.
"Hello Blaine." Burt said a little hesitantly.
Blaine heard the uneasiness and immediately felt better. Granted, the last time Blaine had psyched himself up to talk to Burt alone, he was informing him that Kurt needed education in gay sex…but that wasn't weird. Was it?
Blaine decided it wasn't and continued on.
"So, erm…I need a new tire…I was hoping you could help me out?"
Burt visibly relaxed, letting out a breath of relief.
"So…" Blaine said awkwardly, and Burt chuckled.
"Look kid…" Blaine started to panic, mentally hitting the 'abort mission' button in his head as Burt started concentrating on the car. "I like you. You're a good kid – you got stable morals and you push Kurt and get him out of the house more. He…uh…he loves you, and you love him…?"
Blaine nodded vigorously, even though it wasn't really a question.
Burt continued more confidently. "And that's enough for me. He's happy, and that makes me happy. And if you hurt him…" Burt shook his head. "I'm not gonna be the one barrelling down on you with a shotgun. People have choices, and if one day you decide that you don't want to be with him, then I guess that's okay. I'll leave the shotgun with Finn and Rachel."
Blaine chuckled a little nervously. "Don't worry sir…if…if Kurt and I ever break up, I don't think it'll be my doing. He'll probably end up getting sick of my insistent attempts to be in his company."
Burt laughed and went around to the tire racks, finding the right one and wheeling it over to Blaine's car.
"I'm really glad he found you." Burt put a hand on his shoulder. "If it had been anyone else…I don't think…I don't think I'd be able to cope quite as well."
Blaine was silent for a minute as Burt lifted the tire into the boot, before a grin broke out on his face.
"Thanks sir."
"Burt." He grinned. "Call me Burt."
A/N: I wish we'd get more Burt/Blaine bonding in the show.