Blaine, who was already late for his coffee date with Kurt, checked his watch quickly, hopping over the curb as he passed his fellow city folk.

"That's great mom I'll call and congratulate him later tonight."

"Oh, Blaine, you must come down for a visit. You simply must!"

"I'll try mom, but thinks are kind of crazy right now; with work and everything. But I promise to stop by next chance I get."

"You always did put music before everything, Blaine." His mother commented, her tone unpleasing.

Blaine stared at the phone in disgust, thankful his mother couldn't see it. "Well, important things are important." He comments.

"And family isn't important?" She questioned harshly.

"Of course it is, mom. That's not what I meant. Look, I'll come by as soon as it's possible. Alright?"

"Alright dear."

Blaine smiled, happy to hear his mother somewhat dropping the subject. "And hey! Maybe I'll even bring Kurt? I'm sure you'd-"

"Oh! You're father is home. I'll talk to you soon, Blaine dear. Lots of love!"

Blaine pulled the phone from his ear, gazes at it with disbelief as his mother hung up on him. Shaking his head, he tossed it into his jacket pocket and hurried down the five blocks to where Kurt was sitting alone, looking down at his coffee as he stirred it slowly with his spoon.

"Hey! Sorry I'm late." Blaine says, kissing Kurt softly on the lips before taking his seat across from him.

"Its fine. Busy with work?"

Blaine rolled his eyes, slipping his jacket off. "I wish that were the case." He mutters, lifting his coffee to his lips. Kurt cocked his head, wondering. "Mother dear called." He explains. Kurt nods understandingly. "Seems Carter is becoming quite the sports star back home." He tells, taking a sip.

"I see." Kurt murmurs. "And Carter is your younger brother, correct?" Blaine nods.

"While I was only into the sports, Carter was always the one playing them. Won my dad's love that way." Blaine muttered, his eyes going to the window.

Reaching forward, Kurt took his boyfriends hand. Blaine looked to him, his brown eyes soft. "Your father loves you."

Blaine smiles small, his heart breaking slightly. "Of course. But its nothing like Carter. I never had the type of relationship with him like you have with your father."

"That's because for so long, we were all we had. And we had some rough times. There would be times he would take Finn to a sports game or out to dinner instead of me, and it hurt. But that didn't mean he liked him more or cared about him more than he did me. They just had things in common that we didn't. And as time went on, I came to realize that's all it was."

"Your father still sounds like a great guy."

"One of the best I know." Kurt tells him, sipping his coffee. "Maybe one day you could meet him."

Blaine smiled his hundred-watt smile, cocking his head boyishly. "I've love too. I mean, I want you to meet mine too. You and my sister would totally get along."

"But of course," Kurt leaned his, lowering his voice the way he does whenever he switches to "sexy mod". "I've always had a way with woman."

"Yeah? Well, I like your way with men more." Blaine states, moving in.

"Me too." Kurt expressed, pressing his lips softly against Blaine's.

They were in public and he was sure people were staring, but Blaine didn't care. He was with Kurt, and he was happy, and that's all that mattered.