Kurt was nervous. He was standing by the living room window and staring out, waiting for a car to be pulled to their driveway.

“You know you can’t make him come earlier by looking out of the window, right?” Burt asked his son, clearly amused by his behavior.

“Maybe it would be better if he was late.” Finn said and earned himself a glare from his step brother. “What? This visit is going to be very intimidating for him, the less time he spent here, the better.”

“Finn Hudson, I expect you to behave yourself! Don’t you dare threaten to my boyfriend!” Kurt yelled at him, a smirk on Finn’s face annoying him endlessly.

“Dad! Tell him to behave!” Burt just laughed at Kurt’s desperation and shook his head.

“Sorry, kid. He is an adult. I can’t tell him what to do…”

“You got to be kidding me!”

“What’s going on here?” Carol came to the room, surprised by Kurt’s terrified face expression.

“They are going to make everything awkward, Carol. I’m not letting Blaine enter this house if they don’t promise to leave him alone.”

“Kurt, the guy broke your heart a while ago. I just need to make sure he won’t do it again.” Finn said as a matter of fact and continued to watch the TV. Burt was smiling and nodding, making Kurt regret that he had ever agreed to this terrible meet the family idea.

“Kurt, why don’t you help me in the kitchen with the salad? They are just fooling with you.” Kurt hesitantly left the window and went to the kitchen where Carol was preparing a lunch.

“Some car parked in the street!” Finn shouted from the living room not five minutes later and Kurt ran to the door. Opening it abruptly he stepped into a cold autumn air only to find out there was no car parked on the road.

“Finn!” He rushed to the living room and threw a pillow on him.

“Hey. No need for a domestic violence.” Finn raised his arm to indicate the defeat.

“I’m calling Blaine right now to tell him to go back home. There is no way I’m going to expose him to your kind of craziness!” Kurt was yelling accusatory words at him, he blustered for long minutes while Finn was laughing and Burt was glad he had his sons at home again. He had missed their fights.

“Kurt?” Carol’s soft voice stopped Kurt’s screaming and he brought his attention from Finn to her.

“I think it’s too late for calling him now…” Finn said and sent a wink to Blaine, who was standing next to Carol, puzzled and little scared too.

“Hi, honey.” Kurt’s smile was sweet and warm, none of the four of them understood how he was able to go from furious to lovely in a second.

“Hey…” Blaine said shyly, not moving an inch towards his boyfriend afraid of what might happened to him due to Burt’s unreadable expression and Finn’s scrutinizing sight. Kurt came to him and kissed him chastely, the gesture calming Blaine immediately. He entwined their fingers and Kurt gave Blaine’s hand a reassuring squeeze.

“I missed you.” Kurt whispered and before Blaine had a chance to respond, Finn joined their conversation.

“God, Kurt. You spent one and a half day apart from each other which was filled with constant texting and late night calling and you are acting like you haven’t seen him in ages. Why don’t you help mum with lunch so we can have a nice little talk with Blaine?” Finn walked to them and outstretched his hand.

“I’m Finn. Nice to meet you.” Blaine shook Finn’s hand with his right one, the left one holding Kurt for the dear life.

“Blaine. Nice to meet you too.”

“Like I would leave him alone with you…”

“Kurt, go.” Burt said and stood, introducing himself to Blaine as well.

“Dad!”

“What? The poor boy hasn’t had a chance to say a word because of your protectiveness. We’re not gonna eat him. We want to get to know him. That’s the reason why he is here, right?”

“You two are up to something. I knew it from the beginning. I could see it in your eyes on Wednesday evening when I told you he was coming.” Blaine was smiling by this point. He observed a little banter between father and his son and he was sure no one was going to hurt him. Finn and Burt were just teasing Kurt. He had gone through similar freaking out stage this morning when he had instructed his parents and brother how to act when he would come home with Kurt tomorrow.

“Kurt, it’s okay. I’m fine. Do whatever you need to do and when you finish, you’ll join us, okay?”

“Are you sure? I don’t trust them.”

“I’m sure.” Kurt turned to Burt and Finn, not as sure as Blaine was, if he wanted him alone with them.

“I won’t defer to jump to his car and leave if you do something unacceptable.” He warned them and let Blaine’s hand go.

“Define unacceptable.” Finn challenged him with a grin which disappeared directly after his mother slapped back of his head.

“Mum!”

“Exactly. No matter how old you are, I’m still your mother hence I have every right to do that when I think you deserve it. Stop bothering your brother or I’ll take Blaine to the kitchen with us.” The threat worked because Finn apologized and offered Blaine a place on the couch.

“Come on, Kurt. They won’t do anything to him. Barking dog seldom bites.”

Kurt spared Blaine one last apologetic look and followed Carol.

“I’m so sorry, Honey.” Kurt told Blaine when they were cuddling on his bed later that day. Finn went out with his old friends from high school right after dinner, inviting Kurt and Blaine to go with him, but Kurt gladly decline his offer. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to see the guys from his old glee club, but he had always felt better among girls there and they were strictly banned from this year’s thanksgiving reunion. Their bad. Kurt was going to ban the boys from Christmas reunion next month.

“Baby, nothing happened. I expected worse…” Blaine combed Kurt’s hair with his fingers and kissed the top of his head.

“Finn threatened to you.” Kurt reminded him.

“Trust me, it was nothing in comparison to Rachel’s threat. She might have said only one sentence but the way she said it…If I’d ever planned to leave you again – what I’m not just for the record – her words would have made me change my mind in an instant. Finn is a sweetheart.”

“Thank you.”

“What for?”

“For dealing with my crazy step brother and overprotective father.”

“If you think Finn is crazy, wait for tomorrow. After meeting Cooper Finn will be the best behaving brother in the world for you.” Kurt scoffed at an impossible image and snuggled closer to Blaine, wrapping his arms around Blaine’s waist and rolling him on his side so they could face each other.

“I love you.” Kurt placed a small kiss on Blaine’s nose.

“I love you.” A kiss on Kurt’s forehead in return. “I love you.” A kiss on Blaine’s cheek.

“I love you.” A kiss on Kurt’s lips, soft and tender. The words were forgotten, love between two of them was expressed solely by lazy kisses, gentle touches and closeness of their bodies. They were in heaven, lying there on Kurt’s old bed, making out without the intention to take things further, purely enjoying the feeling of the other in their arms.

“Kurt? Can I come in?” Carol interrupted their kissing by a knock on the door. They both sat on the bed offhand as teenagers that had just been caught doing things their parents wouldn’t have approved of.

“Yeah. The door’s opened.”

“Sorry for disturbing, boys. I was cleaning up the attic last week and I found this box, Kurt. I forgot to give it to you earlier. I don’t know what you want to do with it. You said everything you wanted to keep was in our basement. Should I take it downstairs?” Kurt looked at the box in Carol’s hand and blushed.

“You can throw it away. It’s nothing important in there.” He said quickly but Blaine was too curious about the box now. His always put together boyfriend was definitively hiding something from him.

“What’s in the box?” Blaine asked innocently and stood up.

“Nothing!” Kurt squealed and hurried to grab the box from Carol’s hand before Blaine could do it. He was late. Blaine put the box on Kurt’s desk and Carol excused himself, not ready to find out what her step son had in the box if he wasn’t willing to show it to his boyfriend. 

Blaine opened it and there was an old issue of Vogue on the top. Blaine knew Kurt wouldn’t hide his fashion magazines. His suspicion was getting bigger.

“Kurt? Are you keeping porn magazines in here?” Blaine asked amused.

“What? God, no! Blaine!” Kurt suddenly ripped the box from Blaine’s hands and shook out its contents on the bed.

“Wedding magazines? Why were you so secretive about this?”

“Because it’s embarrassing. Who has a big collection of wedding magazines in the box at the attic? I mean, who grown man…” Blaine hugged him from behind and rested his chin on Kurt’s shoulder.

“I think it’s cute. Why did you tell Carol to throw them?”

“I don’t need them anymore.” Blaine took a notebook from the bed and flipped several pages.

“Kurt, this is like a whole wedding planned…”

“Yeah. It was supposed to be my wedding with Mathew. The color scheme was brilliant. It took me almost two months to decide which color would have been the best for both of our skin tone…” Kurt sighed and started to embed the magazines back into a box.

“What do you mean by saying you don’t need it…You don’t want to get married anymore?” Blaine asked. He didn’t care if the answer was going to be positive or negative. He didn’t need a marriage to love Kurt for the rest of his life, but putting so much effort into something and then shrugging it off like it didn’t matter wasn’t right.

“Of course I want to get married. I mean…I don’t care about the signed document that says I’m married. I want to get married because I have the opportunity to do that and show all the haters there is nothing wrong with me and my relationship. I have the right to marry someone as well as straight people do. I realized that wedding is just outer representation of marriage. The whole ceremony is basically done for family and friends. Yeah, they are celebrating with you, but the amount of guests or wedding cake or color scheme, they don’t make the marriage easier. Those are irrelevant in measuring of the happiness. Or should be irrelevant. I hope, when I’m ready to get married, I’ll do it. Like in that moment. In a city hall or in Las Vegas or at vacation…I don’t care. If you have a right person, you know, right? You are supposed to know he is the one. That’s what matters and your family and friends will support you whether they are invited to a big, fancy wedding or they find out from a phone call.”

“But you did want a big, fancy wedding once…”

“Yeah, but I didn’t have a right person. A big, fancy wedding would have led to a big, nasty divorce.” Kurt closed the box and picked it up from the bed.

“I’m going to tell Carol she can do whatever she wants with it. Maybe it would help someone with a wedding planning.” Blaine pecked his lips and smile.

“You are a man full of surprises, Kurt Hummel. I love you.”

“Be right back.” Kurt said and as he was leaving the room he added: ”I love you, too.”   

They went to Westerville on the next day after they had their breakfast. Kurt was pleased that his family accepted Blaine and when his father told him he wanted to see Blaine at Christmas holiday too, he hugged him tight and thanked him for being the best dad in the world. Burt didn’t understand why it was such a big deal for Kurt, because he didn’t know about Kurt’s internal fear that his dad would hate his boyfriend for breaking up with him.

The drive to Westerville was fun. They were singing and laughing and enjoying their time together. Blaine parked his car in front of a big house in a silent street with lot of trees by the road. Kurt internally named it a higher class neighborhood and started to feel a little uneasy. He knew Blaine parents had money. He just never thought about it.

“Kurt, are you okay?” Blaine asked him concerned. They’d been having a good time and suddenly Kurt was quiet and slightly uncomfortable.

“Yes…No.” He admitted.

“What’s wrong? They’ll love you, don’t worry.”

“I’ve never been in this kind of house…or neighborhood.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know how to…What if I embarrass you? I had no idea how rich you were…” Blaine laughed.

“I’m not rich. And my parents neither. We have a big house because both of them have a good job, but we live normal life as your family do. We don’t have a maid or something…Once a week an older lady comes and cleans up but that’s all. Do I look like spoiled rich brat to you?”

“No! I…I’m nervous. I don’t know how you could knock on our door yesterday…I’m freaking out and you are here right beside me.” Blaine hugged him and kissed his cheek.

“Come on. It’s gonna be alright.” As soon as they got off the car, Cooper ran to them with a wide smile.

“You’re here!” He embraced Kurt, who froze.

“Cooper! Leave him alone!”

“I’m so happy you’re here.” Cooper said enthusiastically, wrapped his arms around Kurt’s shoulders and led to him to the house.

“Blaine, we’ll be in my room.” He yelled at him as he entered the house, leaving Blaine in the street with confusion. He snapped out of it after a while, took their suitcases from a trunk and rushed to Cooper’s room before his brother got a chance to scare his boyfriend. The door on Cooper’s room was locked.

“Cooper! Open the damn door!” He thumped on wooden surface.

“Take a rest little brother. I give him back in one piece, don’t worry.” His older brother’s words didn’t calm him down at all and Blaine didn’t stop pounding on the door.

“Jesus, Blaine! Stop it. You give us headache.”

“Let me in!”

“No. Go to your room, he’ll be there in a few.”

“Cooper! Where the hell is mum and dad?”

“Grocery shopping.”

“Kurt, are you okay? Cooper, I’m going to kill you as soon as you open the door!”

“Blaine, honey, go to your room. I’m fine.” Blaine murmured something, but thumping stopped. Kurt took a deep breath and looked at his boyfriend’s sibling.

“Are you going to give me hurt my brother and I’ll hurt you speech?” Cooper frowned. He sat on the bed and motioned his head to the chair by the desk. Kurt sat as well, waiting for what was about to happened. Not that he had a clue about it.

“I want to thank you. Thanks to you we have him back. I don’t think you’ll ever hurt him. Not intentionally. I just wanted to speak to you in private and maybe I should have thought about my action before. I practically kidnapped you.” Kurt shook his head. He had met Cooper five minutes ago and he could tell Cooper had so much in common with Blaine.

“Genetics is a weird thing…” Kurt stated with a smile.

“Well, I have no idea what you are talking about, but you are probably right.”

“I’m not gonna hurt him. And you would have had him back either way. Maybe it would have taken more time…He loves his family. Although you weren’t on the good terms he always said he loved you…”

“He did?” Kurt nodded.

“Can I go now? I don’t mind talking to you but Blaine is going to be even more mad if you keep me here longer.” Cooper jumped to his feet and unlocked the door.

“In case you wonder, I’m not crazy.” He said as Kurt was passing him.

“Yeah, sure.”

Kurt found Blaine downstairs, sitting on the sofa. He came to him, kissed his temple and sat down next to him.

“I told you Finn would be the best brother on the world…” Blaine stated.

“It wasn’t that bad. He didn’t threaten to me.” Blaine turned his head and pecked Kurt’s lips.

“I’m glad. I would kill him otherwise.” Blaine kissed him again, this time more forcefully. He crawled into Kurt’s lap, setting his knees on the sides of Kurt’s thighs.

“What are you doing?”

“Kissing you.”

“What if...” He didn’t have a chance to finish up because Blaine’s tongue was in his mouth and well how could he resist, right? They exchanged a few heated kisses when they heard a throat clearing. Blaine froze and jumped off Kurt, Kurt stood up abruptly as well and hid behind his boyfriend.

“Mum, dad! You’re home.” Blaine said and as he was creating some explanation for the situation in his head, his older brother came to the room and Blaine knew in an instant the awkward situation was about to become even more embarrassing.

“What’s going on…Oh my god!” Cooper took one look at his brother and his boyfriend and flushed cheeks and swollen lips told him just enough.

“You walked in on them making out, didn’t you? This is hilarious! See, Blaine. If you actually introduced your past boyfriends to us, you would have been used to it by now. I can’t count how many times they found me in an inappropriate situation. It’s your time now, little brother.” Cooper said with a huge grin.

“Cooper, shut up!” Blaine screamed at him, making Kurt finally raised his eyes from the floor. He looked at Blaine’s parents, catching little smiles on their faces. He bit his bottom lip, trying not to laugh because he was sure Blaine wouldn’t appreciate it if he burst into laughter right now, but when Blaine’s mother sent him a wink, he lost it. Blaine’s parents joined him and Blaine disbelievingly watched how three of them were laughing at who knows what.

“What’s so funny?” He asked angrily.

“Nothing.” Kurt responded and tried to suppress his laughing.

“Yeah. It sure looks like that.” Blaine released Kurt’s hand he was holding and crossed his arms on his chest in a defending manner.

“Honey, come on.” Kurt approached him. “It’s not a big deal. It could be worse.”

“How?”

“They could walk in on us having sex.” Now it was Cooper’s time to laugh.

“Kurt!”

“What?”

“Why would you say something like that? I’m terrified my parents saw me kissing you, why would you think it’s okay telling them about our sex life.”

“I wasn’t saying anything about our sex life. I just stated it could be worse. Why are you freaking out?”

“You do not use a word sex in a room with the parents.”

“Well, it’s little too late for telling me this unwritten rule now…”

“Do you hate me?” Kurt’s smile immediately disappeared. He was just joking but apparently Blaine really took the situation seriously. Of course he did, you idiot. You are the first boyfriend he wanted his parents to meet. Right. You should probably introduce yourself.

“Blaine, honey…I’m sorry. Let’s start again, okay?” He turned to Blaine’s parents and smiled at them.

“Mr.  and Mrs. Anderson, I am Kurt Hummel, your son’s boyfriend. Nice to meet you.”

Blaine came home a few minutes before midnight that day. Kurt had sent him out when he had found out Blaine had been invited to a friend’s gathering from his old classmates from Dalton. Blaine hadn’t planned to go but Nick had told Kurt and Kurt had decided for him. He had had no chance to get out of it.

“What are you watching?” Blaine asked his parents, who were cuddling under the blanket on the sofa and watching TV.

“Your old performances. We were showing them to Kurt…”

“Where is he? Did he get bored?”

“No. He was tired. He went to bed a while ago.” Alice answered.

“He is a sweetheart.” She continued. “He offered to take me shopping. We are going to visit you in New York in two weeks. Are you okay with that?”

“Sure…” Blaine said. “I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Blaine.”

“Goodnight, sweetie.” Blaine kissed his mother and went to his room.

It was dark there so he just grabbed a first t-shirt he could find and closed himself in a bathroom. He needed a shower, he smelled like smoke and alcohol. A half an hour later he was lying in his bed, being a big spoon with his arm secure around Kurt’s waist. He kissed Kurt’s shoulder and was ready to fall asleep immediately when he felt how Kurt shifted and laced their fingers.

“Did you have a good time?” Kurt’s sleepy voice broke the silence.

“Yeah. Thanks for making me go. Did you have a good time? Are there any reasons why should I kill my brother in the morning?” Kurt laughed a little.

“No, silly. I had a great evening. No need to worry.”

“I’m sorry I snapped at you earlier. I didn’t have a chance to apologize since my family wouldn’t have let me be alone with you.”

“It’s okay. I know how big it was for you and I underestimated the situation. I deserved it. It was a wake-up call for me to realize how much me meeting your family means to you.”

“I love you.” Blaine whispered and hugged him tighter. Kurt slightly turned his head so he could catch Blaine’s lips in a sweet goodnight kiss.

“I love you, too.”