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Accidentally Perfect: Chapter 4


E - Words: 1,248 - Last Updated: Jun 08, 2012
Story: Complete - Chapters: 26/26 - Created: Jun 04, 2012 - Updated: Jun 08, 2012
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Kurt, Burt and Carole were outside the Anderson home, and Burt and Carole were adjusting to the sheer size of it. It was a mansion, to say the least. It was three stories tall, and had different wings. It resembled the Buckingham Palace.

Kurt rang the doorbell, and they were let in by the housekeeper, Linda.

She took them into the parlor where Blaines father was reading the paper, in what he deemed 'casual wear' in truth, it was fancier than what Burt was wearing. Burt was in a dinner jacket, with black pants and a pressed white shirt. Mr. Anderson, was in black slacks, with a red sweater and tie under a black Armani dinner jacket.

Kurt sat on the couch as Mr. Anderson told Linda to get Blaine. Burt and Carole sat on either side of Kurt, as Mrs. Anderson walked in. Caroles eyes widened, the woman looked like a super model. She had long flowy black hair, shiny as silk. Her white pencil dress showed off her curves, it didn't look like she'd ever had a kid.

She was wearing black heels, which Kurt could see were red-bottoms, and he knew that particular make was $985.00. He nearly choked on his own saliva and she looked at him with her bright blue eyes.

"Kurt darling, are you alright?"

"I love your shoes." She laughed, and it rang clear as a bell. Carole, still feeling self conscious looked at Kurt,

"I do too. Kurt where can I get a pair of those?" Kurt looked at her with wide eyes.

"Those shoes are about one thousand dollars." Carole blinked at her step son, who was again transfixed in the womans shoes.

"Well then, never mind." Carole laughed and Mrs. Anderson turned to her,

"You like them?" She nodded, "What size are you?"

"Seven and a half." Mrs. Andersons face lit up and she pressed a button on the phone, and told Linda to bring down her shoe box number 102. Kurt loved that about Mrs. Anderson, she was so organized. Mr. Anderson wouldn't let her admit it, but Kurt knew he was OCD. He saw her pills on the counter one morning while waiting for Blaine to get ready.

"We're the same size. And I happen to have two pairs of these." She smiled and Carole and Kurts jaws hit the floor.

"Oh, no... I-I couldn't."

"I insist. Please take them off my hands. They're taking up valuable room in my closet."

Blaine came running down the steps and planted a kiss on Kurts lips, Mr. Anderson made a disgruntled noise.

"Blaine. Keep your emotions in check. What you two do behind closed doors is your own business. No one else wants to see it. Public displays of affection have no place in a relationship." Blaine backed up and sat next to his mother on the love seat opposite the Hummels, keeping his head low.

"Sorry father." Mr. Anderson grunted and looked at Burt,

"Do you allow them to show their affections in your home?" Burt lent forward, elbows on his knees and cocked his head,

"As a matter of fact, I do. I think it's necessary to be able to show your affection publicly to be happy in your relationship." Mr. Anderson shook his head,

"So why did you come here tonight?" Blaine cleared his throat,

"Father, I have something to tell you. Well, I'm not sure how to say it, so I'll just come out with it. Kurt's pregnant."

"Get out." Blaine looked at his father,

"What?" He slammed down his paper and stood up.

"You have twenty minutes to collect your things, and get. the. FUCK. OUT OF MY HOUSE." Blaines mother took her sons hand and pleaded with her husband,

"Darling, please." He shot her a glare, and she released Blaines hand, folding it with her other one in her lap. Blaine stood up and kissed Kurt on the cheek and looked at Burt and Carole,

"May I stay at your home tonight?" Burt nodded and stood, and wrapped Blaine in a hug, something uncommon for the older Hummel, who wasn't a very physical person.

"You may stay as long as you like." He pulled back, "Kurt, help your boyfriend pack. Carole and I will be waiting down here." Kurt nodded and took Blaines hand, shooting a pointed look at Mr. Anderson that said 'screw you, I'll show my affections when I want jack ass!' and Blaine led him up the steps.

Once in his room Blaine crumpled. He fell into Kurts waiting embrace and cried into his chest. Kurt guided him over to the bed.

"There baby. Lie there. I'll pack your things." He kissed him passionately and gave him a pillow to hold onto. He wanted nothing more thatn to comfort Blaine, but his father had just yelled up a ten minute warning, and they hadn't packed anything yet.

Kurt made his way to the closet, and started pulling clothes off hangers and rolling them up, so he could fit more into the one suitcase Blaine had. He grabbed two pairs of shoes, one dressy casual, and one gym type shoes. He started placing underwear and socks into the bag and zipped it up.

Mr. Anderson yelled a five minute warning and Kurt went over to the book shelf and put Blaines Harry Potter books into his satchel, HA! They all said he didn't need to carry that big bag everywhere, well guess what! It comes in handy.

Kurt took the picture frame of Blaine and his mother off the desk, and put it in his bag with the books. As Mr. Anderson yelled times up, Blaine grabbed his back pack and Kurt took his suit case, they made their way down the stairs, and into the foyer.

Blaine looked to his mother, she looked at her son. So much sadness was in here eyes. She couldn't say it, in fear of her husband so Blaine said it for her,

"I love you mom. Call me."

And they walked out the door.

They were putting Blaines belongings in places in Kurts -and now Blaines- room, when Blaine pulled out the picture he didn't see Kurt put in his bag. He smiled and set it atop the dresser. He made his way over to Kurt, who was wedging the thick Harry Potter books onto his already crampt shelf, and wrapped his arms around the smaller boys waist and kissing his neck.

"I love you. So much baby." Kurt smiled and turned around in Blaine embrace. He pressed a light kiss to the shorter boys mouth and nuzzled his chin.

"I love you too. And so does Cookie." Blaine pulled his upper half back and looked at his boyfriend quizzically,

"Cookie?" Kurt laughed and went to their bed, flopping down onto the clean duvet and hugged the pillow to his torso,

"That's what I've been calling it..." Blaine went behind Kurt, and spooned him,

"Why?" Kurt chuckled and turned around to look at his boyfriend,

"Because all I've wanted to eat for about a week now is cookies." Blaine smiled and got up, going over to the dresser and opening the second from the top drawer that held his pajamas. He changed into them and went back to Kurt, and stripped him down. Kurt laughed as Blaine tickled him gently, and nuzzled his stomach lightly. He pulled some cotton pants onto Kurt and turned out the light, pulling the countertenor into his chest.

He kissed him on the head and whispered into his hair,

"Goodnight baby, and Cookie. We've had a long day." Kurt snuggled into his embrace and yawned tiredly.

"Goodnight Love. G'nigh..." And despite the days events, both boys fell asleep with smiled on their faces.


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AWWWEE :D I LOVE HOW NICE BURT IS AND CAROLE. I HATE BLAINE'S DAD!

Oh, poor Blainers!! But what's with his mom? I just don't understand that, how she could just stand back. Is it something to do with her OCD maybe?

nice, but thing aren't always as good as they seem, no shock please, reading on