I loved waking up with Kurt nestled into the space between my neck and shoulder and knowing there was no rush this week was amazing. Kurt had booked a week off work to move his belongings into my flat and he was slowly coming to a decision about his furniture and the state of the house. He knew it was too big for one or even two people but he also didn't want to sell it without first discussing it with Bobby or Maggie.

He planned to take them both out for lunch and Maggie was able to leave her children with a neighbour. I wished him luck as he went and kissed him on the cheek. I had never seen him look so apprehensive and I wished I could help him through it. Instead I waited impatiently at my flat, trying to play my piano, eat lunch and generally clean. It seemed to always be a nervous habit of mine to flit between various tasks but I ended up just staring out from the balcony window as Kurt's car approached my door and I saw him get out with a younger man and lady.

I had not expected this, this wasn't in our plan. I stood back from the balcony so they couldn't see me but I could tell from their austere expressions and awkward body language that they were not looking forward to meeting me. I suddenly started bustling around the flat, making sure it was clean and tidy and that I had enough tea and cake to entertain. I had never felt so nervous. I buzzed them up and waited.

Kurt was the first to appear by the door when I opened it and he looked worried, biting his lip.

"I hope you don't mind Blaine, I thought you might want to meet my children?" He said glancing inside the flat in the hope that I might allow them all inside. I of course walked back to allow them in. Awkward introductions were made, shaking of hands and small kisses on cheeks and I was offering tea. As I stood in the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil, Maggie and Bobby sitting straight backed in the living room, Kurt approached me closely from behind and whispered.

"I am so sorry Blaine," he said, "I wasn't intending for them to meet you today but when I told them about you, Maggie insisted on it, especially after Bobby let it slip that he had met you at the hospice." He looked so nervous, his hands starting to shake, that I took his hands in mine to calm him.

"Don't worry Kurt," I said quietly, "I won't let you down." He smiled and nodded.

"Thank you," he whispered. We both brought trays of tea and cake into the living room and all that could be heard for a few moments was the gentle sipping of the tea and nervous coughs. Maggie seemed to be avoiding any chance of looking at either Kurt or myself but Bobby, obviously more curious, was looking around the room at the knick-knacks that Kurt had brought over from his house.

"You have moved in?" Bobby asked, looking directly at Kurt.

"Yes," Kurt said and Maggie looked worried, although Bobby just nodded in understanding.

"And you're happy?" Bobby asked, still looking at Kurt.

Kurt looked at me and the widest grin graced his face. I loved him so much in that moment, his love shining through, causing his eyes to twinkle. At the realisation of what it all meant he blushed slightly and turned to face both Bobby and Maggie.

"Yes," he said simply, "I've waited twenty years for this and I have never been happier."

Bobby looked like he was processing this information and he finally nodded.

"How can you be ok with this?" Maggie said, turning to face Bobby angrily, "What about mum? Did she mean nothing?" Bobby looked like he was about to answer but Kurt beat him to it.

"No of course not," Kurt said as Maggie turned to face her father, "I loved her very much Maggie, our life together was perfect and it brought me you two but it was never what I was supposed to be. I know that now."

"So it was all a lie?" Maggie sat back, finally trying to understand and tears springing to her eyes as she no doubt saw her childhood through different eyes now.

"No," Kurt said indignantly and he stood to kneel at her feet until she finally looked at her father. "It wasn't a lie, I did love her. She was a fantastic woman and a great mother." Maggie nodded at this. "I wasn't fair to her, I know that but I spent my whole life with her trying to make up for my failings."

"You've always liked men?" Maggie said quietly as if disgusted. Kurt only nodded.

"I don't think you should see my children again," she said calmly and Kurt sat back on his feet as if he had been burnt. I couldn't believe what I was hearing but Bobby suddenly spoke.

"Maggie that's not right," he said, "Dad did what was right by mum, I know he loved her, I could always tell. Our life wasn't a lie, I get that now."

"But it's a perversion," she hissed at Bobby, seeming to forget she was in my flat.

"No it's not," he said simply shaking his head, "One of my friends is gay actually and I know it's not something you can help. Your children won't 'catch' anything by spending time with dad and it would do more damage to their lives to suddenly take their granddad away from them. Real love is all about sacrifice, don't you think?" He looked at me in question and in my surprise at being addressed, I simply nodded quickly.

"Do you love my dad?" he asked me sincerely.

"Yes, very much," I said without hesitation, "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him, if I'm allowed."

"Good," he said nodding again, "Then you have my blessing."

Kurt smiled with such pride and I could see tears working their way down his face, as he remained on the floor in front of Maggie. She looked at each one of us in turn, trying to think things through, understand the situation. In the moments of silence she seemed to remember something.

"I remember when I had my first boyfriend at school," she said after what felt the longest time, almost laughing as she looked at the window. "Mum offered me coy advice but clearly didn't want to discuss it but as you said goodnight, I remember you standing by my door frame and giving me the best piece of advice anyone has ever given me. You asked me how I felt when I saw this boy and you described love so beautifully. You said, if it's real love, if it's meant to be, then you always find a way back to each other." She looked at me closely for the first time that afternoon, her expression unreadable. "I guess you did find a way back to each other," she said acknowledging our wait and seeming to understand. She suddenly stood. "I guess it'll take some getting used to but you can do what you want in your own home. You can still see your grandchildren, I won't be that cruel but I don't want it mentioned in the house." Kurt nodded in understanding as he stood too.

"I'll see you soon then," she said, placing her cup and saucer on the table and grabbing her coat.

"I was going to sell the house I think," Kurt said timidly, not sure if this was the time to mention it, "Unless you want it now?" Maggie looked taken aback at the quickness of it all but then she smiled.

"Don't sell it just yet, I don't think I want to say goodbye to mum so quickly," she whispered, her voice breaking and I realised I had forgotten it hadn't been long ago that this girl had lost her mother. Kurt nodded in understanding and hugged her close to him, whispering something in her ear that I didn't catch. Bobby stood back, giving them their time and eventually shook my hand in goodbye. He smiled and I could see Kurt's features in his kind face, although his eyes were much darker, like his mother's. Maggie turned to me after saying goodbye to Kurt and smiled.

"I don't think I've ever seen my dad this happy, so thank you for that," she said and although she didn't kiss me goodbye or let me put her coat on for her, the tension in the room seemed to have dissipated and I was relieved.

Kurt walked to the car with them and upon his return to the flat he hugged me close.

"Thank you so much," he said as he hastily wiped his tears away, "I never meant for that to happen so quickly but I know she understands and I can't begin to describe how relieved I am." He looked close to tears again and I brought him to the sofa where I sat back so he could rest his head on the top of my chest. I stroked his hair slowly, feeling so at peace and wondering how my own children would react to the same news. I think he fell asleep for a while but he woke after a while and looked at me sleepily, so happy that he was here.

"You're here and we're together," he said, smiling so widely my heart skipped a beat. He really was gloriously beautiful. "Let's celebrate," he said suddenly.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"Dinner and dancing," he said, his eyes twinkling.

"Sounds wonderful but..."

"I know we can't go dancing, but I know where we can go," he said mischievously. He didn't let anything slip but as he started to pack a picnic basket I guessed we were going to the park that was nearest to my flat. As the sun started to set, we walked to the highest point of the park overlooking Wanstead and sat down. A spot near some trees was excluded from view and we settled to eat, Kurt allowing me to feed him cheese, bread and fruit that we had brought with us. We watched as peace settled over the park, darkness spreading, though the full moon illuminated the area we were sitting. After eating his fill he stood suddenly and reached his hand out to take mine.

"Now we dance," he whispered close to my ear but I could hear the smile in his voice and I pulled him ever closer. I could hear him sigh as we circled together, holding hands with one warm hand touching each other's waist. I stroked his side, feeling his warmth and firm body beneath. I couldn't get enough of him and I knew then that I wouldn't have to limit myself; I could have as much as he would give me. He started singing quietly near my ear and I smiled as I recognised the song.

Let there be birds
To sing in the trees,
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze.I joined in for the second verseas we continued to move together to the music in our heads. My body seemed to tingle at his warm presence so close, my hands splayed over his back to bring him closer, my cheek touching his.

Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
But first of all, please -
Let there be love.

"Please let me love you forever," I whispered in his ear and I could hear him sigh.

"Oh yes, forever," he said.

Never had a single word sounded so sweet in my ear.