3 days later.

Blaine has been a nervous wreck when he's around Dave at school. He's been writing and rewriting how to tell his friend that he's not interested in girls. Obviously I'm worried that Dave might treat Blaine the same way he used to torment me. But I'll always be there to protect him and right now it's my duty as step-brother and psuedo-boyfriend to help him through this. I use the term 'pseudo' loosely, I mean right now I may be a sham of a boyfriend but it's bound to happen sooner or later, right?

"Come on, babe," I urge Blaine one night after a quiet dinner with the family. "Get the whole Dave deal over with."

Dinner has been the only time I've seen my father since I came back home. Blaine and I were able to convince him that what Cooper saw wasn't what he thought. Don't ask me how we got that lucky.

He sighs and nods.

“Tomorrow. I'll give him the note tomorrow.”

I walk towards him and place a kiss on those perfect lips. “You want to go over to Finn's with me? He's having a “party” and I use quotations because Finn doesn't know how to throw a party for anything.”

He smiles. “It's about time I meet your friends, huh?”

We pull up to Finn's house an hour and a half later. Blaine's hands are shaking as I turn the car off and he bites his lip. I understand why he is nervous but I reassure him that no one that is here knows about us apart from Finn. All we have to do is act like step-brothers tonight. Finn is wrenching the door open before I can even raise my hand to knock, broad smile on his face.

“Blaine, right?"

He nods.

"Im Finn,” he states before looking over at me. “Hey Kurt!”

"Hey,” I return. "Gonna let us in?"

Finn steps aside, still smiling, and we walk inside.

Artie wheels himself into view, Sprite in hand. "Hey, guys," he greets, offering his hand to Blaine. “I'm Artie, it's nice to finally meet you. Busy with school and the ladies I assume?”

Finn, Blaine, and I all look to each other.

“It's okay, Blaine, I'm quite the ladies man, too,” Artie says, adjusting his glasses. “If you need any tips, I've got your back.”

Blaine laughs. “It's nice to meet you as well. I'm definitely busy with school and I'm trying to still adjust to having more than one brother, no time for girls. Not really my thing anyway.”

**********

After everyone has shown up I excuse myself to the bathroom, leaving Blaine and Finn in the kitchen. Probably for the better that my best friend and my step-brother, lover, boyfriend- whatever get to know each other. I'm just finishing in the bathroom and walking towards the kitchen when I overhear Blaine and Finn mention my name. I stand around behind the door, glancing to the living room, and not a single soul is paying attention. I peek in.

Finn has his hand on Blaine's shoulder. "Please be a better boyfriend to Kurt than the others were."

"Ill do my best," Blaine replies.

"Lets hope its enough. He's been through more in his life already than you can imagine."

Blaine nods.

"Just a bit of advice," Finn adds. "Dont put him in a box. Dont baby him but dont put all the responsibility on him either. I know he seems weak, and sometimes he is, but at the same time hes stronger than anyone else I know. Rolled into one, you know?"

Another nod.

"Hes used to older, more experienced guys," he continues. "Im not asking that you pretend to be someone youre not, but try not to be too much of a baby because he wont know how to handle it." He pauses shortly for breath. "Dont roughen him up, physically or verbally, hes already experienced too much of that. I dont mean during sex, though, I dont know either of your kinks and I frankly dont want to either. Stand up for him, at least as a friend or just a decent human being. Dont fucking leave him in a messy fix like that asshole Sebastian always did. Im serious. Do it and Ill make you regret it. I couldnt do anything about Sebastian, but Im fucking bigger than you and Im a very protective best friend."

Another nod. Good Lord, Finn is going to scare him off before we've ever really even got started.

"Good," he smiles. "And if you ever need help, just ask."

Another nod. And my cue to walk in.

“Hey,” I exclaim, making sure they notice I'm there before Finn starts pestering Blaine again. I place a kiss to Blaine's forehead, staring up at Finn's wide smile, and shake my head. “Let's go be brothers for the rest of the night, yeah?”

******

“Good morning,” Blaine greets with a smile.

I stretch out and yawn, sending him what I'm sure is an awkward grin. Yawning and smiling at the same time don't mix.

“I'm giving you and Cooper a ride to school today," I state. "But you should probably find another solution as to getting there and back from now on, or youll always get there half an hour early and be picked up at least half an hour late. McKinley is on the other side of town."

Blaine nods.

"Lets get some breakfast," I mumble, walking past him and running my hand down his back.

Comfort. I suppose.

******

”Why?” Blaine practically yells when he gets home from school and slams the door to the basement. “Did you not bother to tell me about your past with Dave? I cannot believe you!”

His hazel eyes are glowing, chest heaving rapidly, and fists clenched at his sides. I've never thought Blaine to be scary but at the moment I'm worried for myself. If I'm being quite honest. He rushes towards my bed and grabs the book I'm reading, throwing it to the ground. And the mother fucker stomps on it. He fucking stomps his foot like a toddler. On my book.

“Kurt, I can't... I don't understand. You could have told me and it would have made things easier,” Blaine seethes. “Dave is gay! He wouldn't have thought of me any differently.”

I swing my feet over the side of my bed. “No. You don't understand! He would have treated you like shit, he's not out at that school, Blaine. He'd be your friend behind closed doors but at school...”

Blaine sits down next to me. “But why didn't you tell me?”

“Tell you what? That he bullied me at McKinley, that he threw a slushy at my face almost every day, that h- he kissed me and it made me feel like the most disgusting human to ever walk the earth?”

A hand slips into mine and I look over at my amazing boyfriend. His eyes have softened and his face is no longer one that shows anger.

I start from the beginning.

******

Blaine's thrusting is getting sloppier.

I move smoothly beneath him, almost writhing, moaning and gasping, hand moving against his stomach as I jerk himself off in time with the pace. Blaine's panting now, practically heaving for breath, and holding back is something I cant do for much longer, not when he feels so fucking good. His free hand moves up to run through my sweat damp hair, gripping it by the back of my head to pull my face down and roughly connect our lips. His tongue plunges inside, thrusting in and out of my mouth as our lower bodies keep moving in sync.

He pulls out, small smile playing on his lips as he teases my hole with just the fucking tip of his cock. What a fucking piece of work he is.

Blaine rams back into me, my legs tightening around his waist, keeping him there. His back arches and he lets out a long moan as he lets go, warmth fills me and I tug once more on my cock before releasing onto our stomachs. He collapses on top of me and I reach up to stroke his jaw with my thumb. His eyes open to meet mine, shining bright and I kiss the tip of his nose.

"Hey, Blaine,” I whisper once our breathing has evened out.

“Mhmm?"

"Were open about sex, right?"

He nods, eyes fluttering quickly. Tiredly.

"I, er..."

"Spit it out, Kurt,” he voices, drowsily.

"Well," I start, taking a deep breath. "I, you know, if you wouldnt completely hate it. Id like to... try... well, topping. Just, you know, sometime."

Blaine's eyes shoot open. “M-mayb-be," he stutters, biting his lip.

I sigh. "Good enough."

He kisses my cheek, settling his face into the crook of my neck, and I run my hands up and down his back.

It's a start.