“Sorry Blaine, but I need to make sure that I am properly dressed so that I can cancel out the horror that Rachel is sure to be wearing. I am almost ready.” Blaine waited a few more moments, picking at his nails, before he heard a clearing of the throat and a biting comment from the tall boy.

“Stop messing with your nails Blaine, I just did them” Kurt’s arms were folded across his chest as he looked upon his boyfriend with a smirk. Blaine smiled sheepishly before standing up and taking in Kurt’s appearance.

“You look great” he walked over, held out his hand and twirled Kurt slowly, making sure to take in his entire appearance. His eyes darkened as he stared at Kurt’s ass in the extremely tight jeans he was wearing. Blaine felt his own jeans begin to tighten uncomfortably and quickly placed his hands on Kurt’s hips, pulling the pale boy closer to his body. They both let out a soft groan when their groins collided.

“Fuck Breadstixs. We don’t really need to meet with the group” Blaine growled out slipping his lips onto Kurt’s roughly. Their teeth clacked as they both wrapped their arms around each other pulling their bodies closer. Blaine slid his hand down to Kurt’s thigh and pulled it up so it wrapped around his hip. Kurt’s head fell back and Blaine’s lips traveled down to his collarbone.

“Blaine…” Kurt gasped out when Blaine found the amazing spot behind his ear, “We need to… god Blaine.” Blaine sucked harshly on the dip in Kurt’s neck, making sure to leave a mark, “Breadstixs. We need to go” Kurt could barely get the words out while Blaine continued to worship his neck. He felt more than heard Blaine’s reply of a mumbled mhmm. Kurt sighed loudly and reluctantly pushed him off ignoring the whine that came out of Blaine’s swollen mouth.

“Blaine they are going to come looking for us if we don’t go. Besides…” Kurt leaned in and whispered into the shorter boy’s ear, letting his breath ghost over it, “We are going to have all weekend together after Regionals.” Blaine’s eyes darkened even more at the thought of what was going to happen at his house that weekend and he quickly gave Kurt another short but passionate kiss.

“Fine. You are right. Let’s go. I will just have to ravish you later” Blaine winked causing Kurt to let out a small chuckle and shake his head at his boyfriend’s antics. They quickly made sure that they looked presentable, Kurt grumbling about his now messed up hair, before heading down to the car.

“Where are you boys going” Kurt and Blaine heard Burt call out from the living room sounding a little suspicious. He had reluctantly given Kurt permission to stay at Blaine’s house this weekend since the other boys parents were going to be out of town. As much as Burt didn’t want them to be alone together, or think about what they may do that weekend, he really did trust the both of them and knew that they were going to be safe about anything they would do. He knew that they deserved to just be together after the rough times they had had. However, just because he was allowing them to spend time alone together didn’t mean that he wanted them running off at every opportunity they got. Kurt was still his little boy.

Kurt rolled his eyes and stuck his head through the arch leading to the living room. “Dad we already told you. We are meeting up with Glee club to plan songs for Regionals on Friday. You didn’t forget we have a competition did you?” Kurt knew his dad was being overprotective and couldn’t resist teasing him. Burt had the decency to blush slightly, showing that he did forget that they had Regionals, and just nodded his head.

“Of course kiddo. But make sure you write it down or something. I don’t want to miss it” Burt smiled quickly at them before turning back to the game. “Have fun, be home by eleven.” He waved his hand over his shoulder, dismissing the two boys who just chuckled and continued on their path. The boys quickly got into Kurt’s Navigator and drove the ten minutes to Breadstixs trying to think of songs that they could sing. Kurt was especially insistent that he should get a solo or at least a duet with Blaine. Blaine couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend’s antics, but silently agreed that Kurt deserved a solo.

Ignoring the glares they got as they walked into the restaurant holding hands, they quickly made their way over to the rest of their friends. The smiled brightly at Mike and Tina who saved them seats in the opposite direction of Rachel. Kurt really didn’t feel like getting into a spat with the Jewish girl and was grateful that his friends seemed to understand. After ordering their meals the discussion really began.

“Well obviously Finn and I should be the lead singers. It always works out amazingly!” Rachel spoke loudly, making sure that no one would be able to avoid listening to her. “And we should do some Broadway! Maybe I could sing some more Barbra or something like that.” She smiled brightly at all the faces looking at her, obviously thinking that they were silently agreeing with her ideas.

“Actually Rachel I think we should mix it up a little.” Blaine spoke out and blushed when all the heads snapped towards him. “Why don’t we let Kurt, Santana, or Brittany sing? They never really get a chance and they are seniors this year. You have sung for the last like five competitions, don’t you think it would only be fair to let them sing.” The rest of the group gasped loudly at him but he wasn’t sure if it was because he was standing up to Rachel in a calm manner (unlike the yelling that people normally did around Rachel) or because he suggested who should sing but didn’t include himself.

Santana smiled brightly at Blaine when she saw the look on her girlfriends face. Brittany was looking like she was just given world peace or something. She always had felt like she was just used as the dancer in the group when she actually had a beautiful voice. When Blaine had transferred they had quickly become friends and bonded over their mutual optimism. Blaine knew that her being able to sing lead in a competition was one of her only dreams at the moment, besides getting Lord Tubbington to stop smoking, and knew that it meant almost as much to her as it did to Kurt.

“Well Blaine, I don’t know why we would bother trying something new. Finn and I singing lead has worked for us many times and why fix something if it isn’t broken?” Rachel huffed, glaring at the dapper boy and crossing her arms over her chest. She couldn’t believe that someone besides Mr. Schue (who Rachel still believed was out to ruin her career) was trying to take away her solos. She was obviously the best singer to have ever graced the halls of McKinley, and they would only be able to go to Nationals again if she sang lead!

“Actually I think Blaine has a point” Sam spoke up, peaking his head around Mike to look at Blaine. Puck was nodding along, as if agreeing with the blond boy. “We lost Nationals last year with you and Finn singing. Why don’t we give someone else a chance. Who knows, the judges may appreciate their voices more. And aren’t we supposed to support our own? We should give everyone a chance to shine, not just a select few. I think that Kurt, Santana and Brittany should get the solos. It would be a different sound.” He shrugged, “I think it would be cool.” He looked around and saw most of the club nodding their heads, agreeing with him.

“Let’s put it to a vote why don’t we? All in favor of those three singing the solos?” Everyone in the club except Rachel, Finn and surprisingly Kurt raised their hand. “Um Kurt. Do you not want a solo?” When Kurt didn’t respond Blaine nudged him with his elbow.

“Kurt? Are you okay?” Worry began to fill Blaine’s voice when he saw the blank look in his boyfriend’s eyes. Blaine let out a breath when Kurt shook his body and blinked at the shorter boy.

“Of course I am okay Blaine, why wouldn’t I be?” Kurt raised an eyebrow, but a shadow of shock still hovered in eyes. “Sorry Sam, you were saying?” Kurt twisted his body and turned towards the athletic boy.

“Do you not want a solo? We were voting and you didn’t raise your hand” Sam coked his head looking at the slender boy curiously. Kurt’s eyes began to fade again and the table looked at him, worried.

“I guess that is a no. I will be more than happy to take the solo if Kurt won’t appreciate it. I know I would never turn down a solo that was offered to me, but maybe that just makes me more professional!” Rachel smiled brightly at the rest of the Glee club, thinking that she would definitely get the solo now. However she wasn’t expecting her voice to force Kurt out of his little trance. He turned his head sharply at his sometimes friend and spoke harshly.

“I did not say that I didn’t want the solo. Of course I would be honored to represent our club and sing lead. I was just shocked that people were actually considering it and you didn’t kill me or take out my tonsils, or do something else to make it so that I couldn’t sing and you would ‘have to step in and save the day’” Kurt smiled sweetly at Rachel, whose mouth had dropped open during his mini speech. The rest of the club looked at Kurt proudly before Puck spoke up.

“Alright then. Congrats Santana, Brittany and Kurt. Now that that is out of the way can I leave?” Puck seemed to be bored, since he already finished eating his meal (although how he finished so fast was a mystery to Kurt).

“Sorry Noah we can’t leave we still have to decide on what songs to sing. We need one from the 1950s, one from the 1960s and one from the 1970s. If I may, I would really appreciate being able to sing a song from the 1950s. I know that I normally sing a lot of Beatles so it would be more obvious for me to choose the 60s, but there is a song that I would really like to sing.” Kurt’s eyes watered slightly before he looked down at his hands, “It would mean a lot to me.”

The rest of the club noticed the emotion in Kurt’s eyes and quickly agreed that he was more than welcome to take that decade. They all looked at him curiously, both wondering what song he was going to sing and why it meant so much to him. Blaine tried to figure out what made his boyfriend get so emotional over a song but couldn’t for the life of him remember anything special about the upcoming dates. He shrugged to himself, thinking that Kurt would tell him eventually.

“Thank you everyone.” Kurt gave the group a watery smile, took a deep breath and then gave ideas about what he thought Brittany and Santana should sing. The conversation quickly moved away from Kurt’s solo, and after an hour or so, they had finally come to a decision that Santana would sing the 1960s song and Brittany would sing the song from the 70s. However since Brittany’s song really required three female leads Mercedes and Santana would also be joining her on that song. The group left Breadstixs chatting with each other and promising that they would practice the songs the next day in Glee. Even though they only had two days until the competition (including the practice Friday afternoon before Regionals), they knew that they would be able to perfect these song since in the past they didn’t even have a setlist five minutes before the competition.

The car was quiet as Blaine and Kurt drove back to the Hummel’s home. They were both thinking about Kurt’s solo. Kurt was thinking about how much it would mean to him, especially with the timing. Blaine was a little more worried. He saw so much emotion swimming in Kurt’s eyes for the rest of the meal and when he looked over to where Kurt was driving, he saw some tears filling his eyes.

“Kurt.” Blaine turned so that he was facing the driver, “What is so important about this song? Why does it mean so much?” He saw Kurt stiffen and his posture straighten. Kurt’s mouth tightened and Blaine could visibly see the tension in Kurt’s jaw.

“It’s nothing Blaine. It’s just an important song to me. Don’t worry about it.” Kurt tried to smile reassuringly but it came of as more a grimace. Blaine knew to drop it before Kurt got angry, knowing that when he was acting like this it was better not to push Kurt into talking.

“Okay Kurt. Just know I’m here” Blaine reached over and grabbed Kurt’s right hand and brought it up to his lips, giving it a sweet kiss. Kurt gave Blaine a real smile and nodded shyly.

“I know Blaine. Thank you. I just… It’s something I need to do.” Kurt pulled into his driveway and quickly got out of the car and opened Blaine’s door. Normally Blaine was always the gentlemanly one but Kurt loved when he could do little things that people would normally expect the “guy” in the relationship to do. Blaine smiled and Kurt couldn’t help but think that he looked adorable. He grabbed Blaine’s hand and led him to the house and through the door.

“Dad we are home. We are going to my room” Kurt called into the living room, knowing that his father wouldn’t have left since they had gone to eat.

“Door open Kurt!” Burt called back, “Blaine needs to leave before eleven so don’t fall asleep!” Kurt giggled at his dad as he and Blaine walked up the stairs. As they entered the room Blaine immediately headed towards the bookshelf full of DVDs to pick out one to watch and Kurt closed the door slightly so that it was still technique open. It had become a routine that both boys loved. They loved the feeling of being comfortable with each other and enjoyed the times when they felt very domestic.

Once Blaine had put the DVD in (The Princess Bride) they curled up together on Kurt’s bed, Kurt laying his head on Blaine’s chest. They sat in silences for a good half of the movie, Kurt playing with Blaine’s hair and Blaine stroking Kurt’s arm. Right when Buttercup and Wesley entered the Fire Swamp and began to be attacked by the rodents of unusual size Kurt spoke up.

“It’s for my mom.” He was so quiet that Blaine wasn’t sure if he was just hearing things so he turned to question the boy curled up against him.

“The movie?” Blaine asked confused, rubbings Kurt’s arm a little faster silently encouraging him to talk. Kurt didn’t talk about his mother very often; it was too hard for him.

“No the song. It was one of her favorites. I remember her singing it while she was in the hospital.” Kurt began playing with his hands as if he was nervous about talking about this. Blaine squeezed Kurt closer to his body trying to reassure the anxious boy.

“I won’t be in school on Tuesday. I’m going to go visit her. It’s going to be the 10th anniversary of when she” Kurt took a deep breath, trying not to cry, “since she left. It felt appropriate that I would sing one of her favorite songs on the week of the 10th anniversary.” Blaine felt some tears seeping through his shirt where Kurt’s head was resting, and hugged Kurt tightly.

“I’m sure she will love it” Blaine couldn’t believe that he didn’t realize that the anniversary of Elizabeth Hummel’s death was coming up. He remembered last year it happened before he and Kurt were dating so he wasn’t that big of a deal when Kurt missed school. Blaine remembered asking where Kurt was but didn’t bat an eye when the younger boy replied with an “I wasn’t feeling well”. He couldn’t believe he had ignored the shadows on his red rimmed eyes the next day, just pushing it off as being sick.

“I just miss her. I can’t believe it.” Tears were freely flowing from Kurt’s eyes now as he cuddled in closer to Blaine’s warm side. Blaine kissed the top of Kurt’s head softly, and just held him. They laid there and cuddled until it was about time for Blaine to leave, and reluctantly headed downstairs.

Burt was wandering out of the kitchen when the two boys came downstairs. At first he was extremely worried about the tear tracks that were still on Kurt’s cheeks, thinking that maybe Blaine had done something to hurt him, but then he realized that Kurt was clutching onto Blaine like a lifeline. He sighed, feeling emotion fill him, when he understood what they must have been talking about. Blaine looked over at Burt, who was still standing against the door frame to the kitchen and smiled weakly before they walked to the door.

After a few moments and a few short kisses, Kurt was waving at Blaine as he backed out of the driveway. He closed the door and headed back towards the stairs but was interrupted by Burt clearing his throat. Kurt smiled weakly at his father and walked over to him.

“You finally told Blaine?” Burt looked at his son seriously and smiled when Kurt nodded. “Good. He deserves to know. I’m proud of you kid. I know how hard that must have been for you to do.” Burt reached out and placed his hand on Kurt’s tense shoulder and squeezed softly.

Burt began to walk towards the stairs, to head up to his and Carole’s room before he was interrupted by a soft voice. “I am singing a song for her at Regionals.” Burt turned around surprised.

“She would have loved it kiddo. I can’t wait to see it.” Kurt looked up and smiled at his dad who was looking at him proudly.

“Thanks Dad. You are still going to call me out on Tuesday right? I want to go sing it for her” Kurt blushed and looked back down at his feet.

“Of course I am Kurt. Go to bed, it was a long day. I’ll see you in the morning.” Burt headed towards the stairs, hearing Kurt follow him quietly. They both walked up the stairs and past Kurt’s bedroom. When Kurt turned to walk into his room he was stopped by Burt’s voice once again. “I love you kiddo. Don’t forget that okay?” Kurt could hear that Burt wasn’t completely comfortable saying it out loud but was glad that his father was willing to say it for him.

“I love you too Dad. Goodnight” Kurt waved slightly before walking completely going into his room and closing the door behind him. Burt smiled sadly at his sons retreating form. He had made the right decision letting Kurt and Blaine spend the upcoming weekend together. Kurt was going to need comfort and Burt wasn’t going to be able to offer it since he will be needing comfort of his own.

Burt walked quietly to his own bedroom and saw his wife sitting at her vanity taking off her make-up. “I love you Carole.” Carole looked at Burt though the mirror and smiled back brightly.

“I love you too Burt.” They continued to get ready for bed quickly and snuggled together after turning off the lights. Burt smiled, knowing that Elizabeth would be glad to know that both of her boys had found someone special and that they had an opportunity to be happy.