There was one thing, however, that Kurt considered to be a negative of finding his mate.

Blaine’s warm smile, his sweet, caring disposition, his intoxicating hazel eyes, and (Kurt would never admit this one out loud) his firm, ridiculously hot body all made it very hard for Kurt to concentrate on things like The Seven Years War, or Pre-calculus, or well, breathing.

So when Blaine started texting Kurt that Saturday morning with things like I miss you and why did I make our date for 6 tonight and why don’t I think these things through and your eyes are so pretty and I love you. I really really love you Kurt knew there was no point in attempting to continue any of his homework. It was hard enough when Blaine wasn’t being all adorable via text.

He grabbed his car keys and decided that surprising Blaine would be more fun than texting him ahead of time to let him know.

“Hey Dad! I’m going to Blaine’s!” Kurt yelled on his way out.

“Alright! Tell Fluffy I say ‘hi’!” Kurt rolled his eyes when he heard his dad laughing to himself. He really thought he was much funnier than he actually was.

He hopped into his Navigator and sang along with the radio the entire drive to the Anderson’s.

Kurt pulled into the parking lot-sized driveway and hadn’t even turned off the car when he saw the flash of the front door opening and closing and, not a second later, Blaine was opening his driver’s-side door and pulling him out of the car and into an all-encompassing hug.

“You’re here, oh my gosh, I was going out of my mind but I knew you had homework and didn’t want to bug you. You’re here, you’re here, you’re here. Oh god, I missed you.”

Blaine started placing light kisses all over Kurt’s face, neck, and even hands. Kurt giggled, pried his hands gently from Blaine’s grip, and ran them through Blaine’s beautifully ungelled curls. “Blaine, it’s been like, 12 hours since we last saw each other. I think someone is maybe a little clingy.” But that was a lie, Kurt felt the exact same way. It had been painful to wake up without Blaine’s warmth surrounding him. He had needed to see Blaine. Why else we he had forsaken his homework and driven two hours to see him?

“Am not,” Blaine mumbled grumpily, now running his hands up and down Kurt’s back and nuzzling his neck.

God, his mate was so adorable. Kurt couldn’t take it anymore. He stared down at Blaine, “I missed you too.” He then carefully went in for a small, but passionate kiss.

This time it was Blaine that melted into Kurt as his arms wrapped around Kurt’s neck and Kurt pulled him closer.

“Hey boys! You two might not have noticed but it’s cold out! Plus, Bubbles in here is going out of her mind with wanting to see Kurt, so let him come inside Blaine!” Both boys whipped around to the front door where Mr. Anderson was standing, grinning and beckoning them inside.

God damn it. Kurt had had enough of these awkward Blaine-Kurt-father situations.

Blaine chuckled and pecked Kurt’s lips once more before grabbing his hand and guiding him inside where Kurt was immediately attacked by Lizzie, who was wearing a blue Powerpuff Girls costume today.

“Kerwwwt! I missed you! Buts probablies not as much as Blaine did. He just kept stare-wing at his cell phone and making sad noises.” Kurt glanced over at Blaine and saw a light blush spreading across his cheeks, “I asked him if he wants to play Powerpuff Girwls with me buts he said he couldn’t and to go ask Alex and Teddy but theys said no and rans away from me when I tried to make them. Hey! Do you want to play with me?” The little girl was talking a mile a minute.

“Jeez Liz, you have to let him breathe. And I don’t want to hear any more about you trying to make Alex and Teddy play with you, you don’t get to abuse your power as an alpha like that. That is very wrong Lizzie, do you understand me?” Blaine’s father scolded.

“Yes, daddy,” Lizzie, to her credit, at least looked ashamed of herself. Her eyes turned sad and into the perfect, most adorable puppy dog eyes Kurt had ever seen.

Mr. Anderson looked guilty, despite being totally justified in his rebuke, “Well how about we go to the kitchen for some ice cream! How about that, Bubbles?”

Lizzie’s expression brightened immediately and she reached up for her father’s hand as she skipped to the kitchen happily.

Blaine chuckled, shaking his head. “Yeah, she has us all wrapped around her little finger. No one but my mom can say no to her.”

Kurt smiled, “I can see why, her puppy dog eyes are even better than yours.”

“Of course they are, who do you think she learned them from?” Blaine smiled and started further into the house. “So, what do you want to do today? I could give you a tour of the house and you could meet the rest of the Pack?”

“Sounds good. Who are the poor boys Lizzie was trying to force into playing with her, by the way? Alex and... who was the other one?

“Teddy! ” an outraged shout came from upstairs. “Alex! You. are. dead. ” Two shouts of laughter were followed by two pairs of fleeing footsteps, and then another group of pounding footsteps.

Kurt looked surprised but Blaine took it in stride, “Looks like you are going to meet them now. Along with Amy, Brenna, and Jessica.”

Two identical boys of about 9 came sprinting down the grand staircase, mischievous expressions of mirth stretched across their faces. On their heels were three small girls who only looked a little bit younger than the twins. Each girl had a small book clutched in their hands and a murderous expression on their face.

Blaine stepped onto the bottom step of the staircase, blocking their path, “Hey! Hooligans! What’s going on?”

Upon spotting Blaine, the twins grinned and hid behind him with pseudo-terrified expressions on their faces.

“I don’t know what set them off, Blainey! We were just quietly doing our homework in our room and they came after us!” One spoke up.

The other nodded solemnly, “I’m not sure what’s going on, I think all three of them might be insane. Don’t believe anything they say!”

“Oh, get off me you two,” Blaine shook them off and pushed them until they were standing next to him rather than behind him.

“Now, girls, what did they do this time?”

They all started talking at once. Kurt, who had been standing off to the side of the staircase, amused, heard snippets like “read our diaries!” and “wrote notes in them, Blaine!” and “Elliot could totally like me, Blaine! The twins are wrong, he is not gay!”

From the twins he heard, “not true!” and “anybody could have done that!” and perhaps most interestingly, “Oh my gosh, Amy. Just accept it. He totally has the hots for Alex!”

Blaine shook his head a long-suffering way, “Alright! Alright! I got it! Shut it!”

He looked at the twins, “Really, you two, again?” He cut off Alex’s pathetic “It wasn’t us!” with a shushing noise. “Don’t even try that. It was you guys, and we all know it. You two have dishes for the next week.”

“Blaine,” they whined in unison.

“Nope. Don’t want to hear it.”

The girls looked smug. “Thank you, Blaine. I’m glad someone set these miscreants straight. Speaking of which, Elliot is straight.”

“Amy, I wouldn’t be too sure. He handed Alex a note that said ‘do you like me, yes, no, or maybe’ last week,” Brenna informed Amy.

“That was for me,” Amy jumped at her and chaos broke out again.

“Hey! Hey! Break it up! Oh my god, you guys are insane. Brenna calm down! You can’t shift inside the house! God, you’re brother is the worst influence on you.” Blaine directed the shaking girl.

They separated immediately at Blaine’s order, but all five of them continued to glare at each other.

“Jesus christ! Okay, now if you would all stop trying to rip each other’s throats out, you could see that Kurt’s here and he would like to meet you. Although, I’m not too sure why I’m going to let him now!”

They all snapped out of their anger and looked up at Kurt, delighted. It was actually pretty funny to watch, if not a little creepy.

“Kurt!” The twins chorused. Kurt’s eyes widened as they ran at him and hug-tackled him to the floor.

“Umm.. hello? Wow what is it with you werewolves and hugging?” They ignored his comments and hugged him closer. Kurt just laughed, going with it, and patted their backs.

Blaine gave a warning growl to the twins. “Hey! Off my mate or he’s gonna reek of you! And I do not need to be smelling you two 24/7!”

Alex and Teddy had jumped up before Blaine had even ended his growl. “Sorry Mr. Alpha, sir!”

“Yeah, won’t happen again!” they saluted in unison as Blaine pulled Kurt up from the ground and rolled his eyes at them.

“Kurt, the spastic ones are Teddy and Alex, Jeff’s little brothers. Don’t worry about not being able to tell them apart. They are basically the same person anyways.”

“I resent that!” Both twins said at the same time. They looked at each other in shock then laughed and high-fived.

Blaine moved on, “This is Amy, Wes’ little sister and Lizzie’s Second. The shaking brunette is, you guessed it, Nick’s little sister. Her name’s Brenna. And the sassy one is Jessica, Lizzie’s other Second and David’s little sister.”

“I’m the better second,” The girl Blaine introduced as Jessica. Kurt didn’t really know what to say to that, so wisely kept all comments to himself. “It’s so cool to meet you Kurt, Lizzie’s told us all about your amazing taste in fashion. We could go shopping some time and totally exchange ideas.” Kurt grinned, thinking she was delightfully terrifying.

“Of course,” Kurt smiled, hiding his apprehension at spending time alone with her. It was nothing against the girl herself, it was just the added pressure of impressing the pack.

Amy pushed Jess lightly, “I’m Amy!” She said simply, stepping forward and hugging Kurt. Kurt had given up trying to keep his personal space around the pack, happy to instead indulge them with cuddles.

“You have to come hang out with us Kurt, we can play dress up, and you can help us with our hair and makeup.” Kurt cleared his throat awkwardly. He had come here to spend time with Blaine, but it seemed like that meant, spending time with the pack.

“I guess I-” Kurt started but was cut off by Blaine.

“Girls, how about you get all dressed up, and instead Kurt and I judge who did the best job at looking like their favourite Disney princess?” Blaine grinned when he saw all their faces light up with excitement. “You’ll have a few hours, because I’m going to take my mate to lunch and when we come back I expect you all to be ready.”

“Only a few hours?” Amy exclaimed, though Jessica quickly cut across her, “I can’t get my hair into the tangled braid in only a few hours!” The three girls quickly disappeared up the stairs.

“You are a magician,” Kurt whispered in Blaine’s ear, it wasn’t until he heard giggling that he remembered the two blonde boys still cowering behind Blaine.

“So, boys,” Alex drawled.

“Where are we going to lunch?” Teddy finished.

“Ha ha. Funny. We are going to lunch, you two, are going to stay here, stay out of the girls’ way, and finish your homework.” The boys started to curl into themselves, as if by making themselves smaller the Alpha wouldn’t see them. “When I get back, I expect it all to be completed, and I will check with your parents.” Both boys nodded sullenly before taking off down the corridor to their own rooms.

Once they were alone again Blaine pulled Kurt close to him and nuzzled at his neck, “I’m sorry about them,” He murmured, placing a few soft kisses to Kurt’s neck, “I would say that my pack isn’t as crazy, but I have to be honest, the twins got most of their insanity from their brother.”

Kurt smiled disbelievingly, “So Jeff right?” Blaine nodded, “Jeff read your diaries when you were younger?"

Blaine nuzzled his neck more forcefully, “No, but he does love playing pranks.” Blaine pulled back and placed a lingering kiss on Kurt’s lips, “Actually speaking of those boys, we should probably leave now if we want to actually get to lunch. Because if we wait until they get home, they won’t let us out of their sight.”

Kurt’s stomach chose that moment to rumble, “Yeah, let’s go, I’m starving.”

Blaine giggled, “Maybe one day you will eat as much I do.”

“Oh not likely, I unlike you, do not have a weird werewolf metabolism.” Kurt poked him in the stomach, “Seriously, you should not have a stomach like that, with the amount of food you consume.”

Blaine rubbed his stomach childishly, “We need to stop talking about food, I might need a snack before we leave.” Blaine took a step towards the kitchen before Kurt reeled him back in.

“You are not having a snack, but we are leaving, so get your coat and let’s go.” Kurt started pushing Blaine to the front door.

“You know, I don’t even really need a coat. I don’t feel the cold at all.”

“Yes, we all get it, you’re a werewolf, you’re all strong and powerful.” Kurt muttered grinning behind Blaine’s back.

“Was that sarcasm?” Blaine quickly turned pulling Kurt close and placing their foreheads together, “I don’t appreciate you mocking me.” Blaine pouted.

“Aw honey, I wouldn’t mock you if you would hurry up and take me on our date already.” Blaine didn’t move just made his pout more pronounced, “What do you want?”

“A kiss?”

Kurt sighed, pretending it was a hardship, pressed his lips to Blaine’s, before pulling back just as quickly, “You might get more of those if you actually take me to lunch.” Blaine just grinned before calling out to anyone in the house that they were leaving, before dragging Kurt to his car.

“I know this great place, it’s not too far from here, only about 20 minutes.”

When they pulled up in front of the restaurant Blaine insisted on opening Kurt’s door, he wouldn’t admit it, but secretly Kurt loved it.

“After you, love” Blaine said jokingly opening the door to Seven Acres. They were quickly seated in a booth, Blaine sliding in after Kurt so they were seated on the same side. Blaine had noticed the waiter glance at Kurt more than once, on the walk to their table, and wasn’t taking any chances.

“Well, tell me Blaine, what’s good here?” Kurt asked, after quickly glancing through the menu.

Blaine’s reply was cut off by the waiter, “Can I get you anything to drink?” He asked, staring straight at Kurt, who was completely oblivious and still looking through the menu.

“We’ll have a diet coke and a regular coke, thanks.” Blaine answered for both of them glaring at the waiter.

“Sir,” the waiter asked, looking around Blaine at Kurt, “Are you sure I can’t get you anything else? A glass of wine? Or perhaps a martini?”

“We’re both seventeen, thanks,” Blaine answered coldly. Kurt now seemed to be aware of the waiters’ attentions. He scooted closer to Blaine and hid more thoroughly behind his menu. Blaine dropped a hand and squeezed his thigh mostly in comfort, to his credit it was only a little bit possessive.

The asshole of a waiter looked at Kurt for one second longer, then turned around in a huff.

“Thank god he’s gone,” Kurt muttered curling into Blaine’s side, “Now, what’s good to eat?”

Blaine’s smile was tight as he kept an eye on the waiter getting their drinks, “It’s all really good Kurt, I usually go with one of the burgers, but that’s because it’s the only thing that even gets close to filling me up.”

Kurt tried to pull Blaine’s attention back to him. “Hey, stop staring at him, or I’m going to be the jealous one,” he joked.

Blaine immediately turned to Kurt, “It’s not staring, it’s glaring, and I just want that prick to leave us alone.” Kurt could feel the growl reverberating in Blaine.

“Well stop it anyways, if we just don’t pay any attention to him he can’t ruin our date.” Kurt gave him a small smile and pecked him on the lips quickly.

Blaine sighed when he saw the waiter approaching again, he placed their drinks in front of them, “Are you ready to order?” Blaine couldn’t help the light growl when the waiter was once again ignoring his presence and was staring directly at Kurt.

“Honey are you ready?” Kurt asked, ignoring the waiter. The waiter’s eyes narrowed at the pet name.

“Uh yeah, I’ll just have the cheeseburger, with fries and salad, thanks.” Blaine said snappishly.

“And I’ll have the caesar salad, with chicken, please.” Kurt said, wrapping his arm through Blaine’s and resting a hand on his thigh to try and calm him down.

The waiter was staring at Blaine like he was insane, “Are you sure there’s not anything more you want sir?” He asked Kurt one last time.

“No, I’m fine.” Kurt stated, glaring at the waiter a little.

Once he left Blaine started to outright growl.

Kurt didn’t really know what to do, Blaine was almost shaking he was so angry. What if he shifted? Shouldn’t he have better control than this? He had been a werewolf for seventeen years, shouldn’t he be practiced at this by now?

But of course, Blaine wasn’t used to this. To having a mate, to the possessive, protective feeling that was lodged forever in the pit of his stomach. And he wasn’t used to the anger and possessiveness that seemed to boil up from that pit, and overflow into his entire body when his boyfriend, his love, his mate, was being blatantly hit on, right in front of him.

Kurt thought that maybe he could reassure Blaine by acting like the waiters unwanted advances were no big deal.

“Oh my god, Blaine. Calm down.” Kurt rolled his eyes. “I’m not going to run off with some badly dressed waiter with poor hygiene. I mean seriously, if I’m going to cheat on you I would have standards,” Kurt joked.

But Blaine wasn’t relaxing. He was still just shaking and Kurt was starting to get a little desperate.

“Blaine, honey, please,” Kurt pleaded in a small voice, right in Blaine’s ear, “You’re scaring me.”

Blaine stopped shaking at the word “scaring.” His head turned sharply to Kurt, who had the beginnings of tears in his eyes. His lip was wobbling and he looked utterly terrified.

“Oh no! Baby, I’m so sorry. Don’t worry, no, no, no. I would never hurt you! I couldn’t! I couldn’t! Shhhhh, shhh.” Blaine wrapped Kurt up in his arms, arms coming around his back and reaching up to stroke his hair.

“Well thank god that worked,” Kurt pulled away from Blaine and straightened up, smiling wryly. “And Rachel said I couldn’t act.”

Blaine was staring at his mate in shock, he snapped his mouth shut and swallowed. “Kurt! You can’t do that to me! I was horrified that you thought I was going to snap and hurt you or something!” He didn’t sound mad though, mostly just surprised, maybe even little impressed.

“Blaine, you were going to shift in a restaurant! What was I supposed to do? Do you really think you have to be that protective of me?”

“No,” Blaine pouted adorably, looking down at the table.

Kurt ignored him, “I’m with you Blaine, I’m your mate. I will love you and no one else forever, you know nothing can change that.”

“I know,” Blaine grumbled, still not looking looking up from the table.

“Then why are you being so growly?” Kurt poked Blaine, trying him to smile, but he remained stony-faced and serious.

“I-I,” Blaine struggled to come up with an excuse, but he couldn’t lie to Kurt, of course he couldn’t. “Kurt, you are so perfect, I really don’t think you understand.” Kurt started to shake his head, but Blaine placed a finger on his lips before he could say anything. “Can I finish? Please?” Blaine asked softly. Kurt nodded slowly, eyes zeroed in on Blaine’s finger on his lip, he kissed it quickly before Blaine removed it and Blaine smiled.

“Kurt, I know you love me, I know that. I just- I don’t think you see yourself very clearly. Did you even notice that asshole flirting with you before I started reacting?” Kurt shook his head silently. “See? You don’t even see how many people want you. You don’t pick up on your blindingly beautiful smile, or the adorable way your nose scrunches when you laugh, or how actually amazing your eyes are, they’re entrancing, Kurt.”

Kurt’s cheeks started to get warm at this point.

“I know you pay attention to things like your hair and your clothes, but I don’t think you really realize how- how magical the rest of you is,” Kurt was full on blushing at this point, “or the sheer number of people that are just waiting in line, ready to knock me out of the way if you give them so much as a second glance. And I, I really don’t want to have to learn what being alone is going to be like.”

“You won’t ever have to though, Blaine. That’s my point. Nobody is ever going to take me from you.”

“Good,” Blaine said simply. Pressing a small kiss to Kurt’s cheek and resting their foreheads together.

Blaine kept his arm around Kurt’s waist for the rest of their lunch, glaring at the waiter if he ever got too close. Kurt felt like he should probably protest, hadn’t they just talked about this. But he figured it was just kind of a wolf thing, and to be honest, he liked the protective feeling of Blaine’s warmth around him. So he just snuggled into Blaine’s side and continued eating happily.

Asshole Waiter placed a receipt on the table. He pushed it towards Kurt with a wink that Kurt felt to be rather creepy. Blaine ignored it, Kurt’s disgusted shiver did more than enough to reassure him that he had nothing to worry about, and pulled out his wallet, “Don’t even start Kurt, I asked you out today, so I’m paying,” Blaine sing-songed without so much as looking up to see Kurt’s expression. Kurt grinned, he loved how in sync they were.

“Fine, but next time I’ll pay, I can’t have you being the only gentleman in this relationship.” Blaine chuckled, picking up the receipt to see how much the lunch came to. Kurt saw Blaine’s eyes flash yellow before he heard the low timber growl emitting from Blaine’s throat.

“No. Just- no. Does he not understand that you’re mine?” Blaine’s voice was rough with anger, Kurt glanced over his shoulder to see that the waiter had written his name and number along with “call me” on the receipt. Oh, shit. Blaine threw down the money for the meal before dragging Kurt out of the restaurant and pushing him up against his car.

“Blaine, what are you doing?” Kurt’s voice was breathy. Blaine growled, sucking hard at Kurt’s pulse point, “The whole restaurant can see us.” He let out a groan when he felt Blaine bite into his neck, his whole body trembling from the ministrations.

“That’s the point,” He growled out, “Asshole Waiter thinks it’s okay to flirt with you, to ask you out, right in front of me. He needs to see that you belong to me, and I belong to you.” Blaine went right back to the mark on his neck, sucking harder.

“Oh god, Blaine.” Kurt moaned. “I told you no hickeys,” but he tilted his head to side to allow Blaine to access more of his neck.

Blaine bit the spot where his neck met his collarbone rather deliberately, “Don’t care, can’t have you going- going everywhere without people knowing you’re taken, knowing that you are mine.” Kurt’s hands tangled in Blaine’s hair, pushing him closer to his neck, because although he knew he would regret it later, Blaine’s mouth on his neck was the most amazing feeling in the world right now.

Blaine pulled away to admire the mark he’d made, smiling self-satisfiedly, before leaning in and pulling Kurt into a mind-blowing kiss. It was teeth and tongue, and Kurt felt like he was being claimed by Blaine just through this kiss. Kurt couldn’t help the noises and moans that were escaping his mouth, and they just seemed to urge Blaine on.

Kurt reached up and tugged at Blaine’s hair turning his head for a slightly better angle and allowing the kiss to go that much deeper. Blaine shifted closer again bracketing Kurt with his arms so that Blaine was flush against him, not leaving him any room to move, just taking anything Kurt would give him. Kurt couldn’t think, could barely breathe, it was too much and yet not enough.

Blaine’s thigh shifted so that it was between Kurt’s legs, he couldn’t stop the moan that was wrenched out of him. Kurt was certain that if his phone hadn’t gone off at that exact moment that he would have let Blaine do anything to him, even in public.

When he saw it was his dad calling he groaned, immediately remembering him saying not to do this exact thing. Blaine growled and nipped at his neck before pulling away and allowing Kurt to answer his phone.

“Hey dad, what’s up?” Kurt tried to focus on the phone call but Blaine was crowding him against the door still, cuddling him.

“Hey bud, You gonna be home for dinner tonight? ”

“Uhh, well I was actually going to have dinner with the pack tonight,” Kurt felt bad, he very rarely missed any family dinners.

“Invite him, Carole and Finn for dinner.” Blaine muttered into Kurt’s neck, where he was nuzzling him.

“Blaine said that you, Carole and Finn are more than welcome to come have dinner at their place, if you want?”

“That’s probably a good idea, I would really like to meet his parents.”

“Okay, sounds perfect dad, I’ll text you his address and what time to be there, okay?”

“Sounds great bud, talk to you soon.”

As soon as he hung up his phone Blaine kissed him again, this time it was slow and sweet. When he pulled away both boys had a sappy smile covering their faces. “Tell him to get to mine about 6, and you know the address right?”

Kurt nodded, quickly shooting off a text to his dad. “So, are we heading home?”

“Mmmm, I like hearing you call it ‘home.’ And yes, I have dessert there for us, as long as our friends don’t decide to crash our date.” Blaine kissed him one last time before opening the car door for him. Blaine quickly got into the driver’s seat and left the parking lot and Asshole Waiter behind.

For Blaine the ride back home was thrumming with energy, his body was still full of a happy buzz from kissing his perfect mate, he sang along to the radio, caught up in his on upbeat thoughts.

For Kurt the ride home was spent deep in thought. Specifically, thoughts about the kiss, and Kurt thought that was a rather tame word when compared with what had just happened, they had just shared. He wasn’t necessarily unhappy about it, he hadn’t felt uncomfortable, hadn’t wanted Blaine stop, he didn’t feel like any boundaries had been crossed at all.

But that was the thing that bothered him. His boyfriend of less than a week had pushed him up against a car and tried to find the back of his throat, with his tongue, he left a hickey for god’s sake. And he had deliberately done it in front of a restaurant full of people. Shouldn’t that bother Kurt? Shouldn’t he be mad at Blaine for crossing some sort of unspoken boundary?

But he wasn’t. He really wasn’t.

“Kurt! Kurt!”

“What? Oh sorry,” Kurt looked around to see that they were home, parked in the garage.

“Kurt, baby, is something wrong? You look like you’ve got a lot on your mind,” Blaine asked gently.

“Nothing, I- nothing,” Kurt decided just to keep his worries to himself.

Blaine sighed, “Kurt, please tell me? You were quiet the whole way home. Was it the kissing? Did I go too far?” Blaine sounded nervous now.

“No- I. Yes? Maybe? No. No, you didn’t,” Kurt’s voice was firm as he finished but Blaine wasn’t convinced.

“Baby, you can tell me. I know I was a little.. dominating back there, but I- instincts just kicked in. I know that’s no excuse, I mean I should have-”

“No, Blaine. No. You shouldn’t have done anything differently. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just- I’m... confused, I guess. Not by anything you did. It’s what I did that is kind of freaking me out.”

“What you did?” Blaine didn’t get it.

“Well, it’s more what I didn’t do,” Kurt sighed and rubbed his eyes, “It’s like I-I set these boundaries, because I think I know what I’m comfortable with, and then as soon as you get within 2 feet of me all those boundaries just go straight out the window. Like today, I mean technically we didn’t go any further than we already have, but it still felt like I shouldn’t have been comfortable. And then I work myself into a panic because I’m wondering what’s happened to make me change, or if I was always like this.”

Blaine gripped his arm, turning Kurt towards him, “Hey, calm down,” Kurt eyes were watery, “Now tell me what’s going on, seriously, if we need to slow down then we will do that. If I ever go too far, just push me away, or hit me or something.” Kurt laughed lightly.

“Not that me hitting you would hurt you at all.” Kurt gave a small roll of his eyes and Blaine shrugged, smiling. “I don’t know, it’s probably a lot of things, I think- a lot of it is just.. I’m so used to being scared, all the time, Blaine. People look at me and they assume I’m gay. They’re right, of course, and I’m not ashamed of it, but.. that just means that wherever I go, whether that be the mall, the movies, or even school, I get picked on for my sexuality. Just, to flaunt it so openly today just made me nervous.” Blaine’s face had turned serious, “You have to realise that I’m not used to my sexuality being accepted anywhere but at home and in Glee, I’m not used to not getting pushed around for it. If you ever kissed me like that in my town,” Kurt shuddered, “let’s just say it wouldn’t have gone over very well.”

Blaine growled, “I thought you said the stuff at school wasn’t that bad?”

Kurt quickly shook his head, “It’s not that bad, I swear Blaine, it’s just a bit of an open wound.” Kurt himself wasn’t really sure if it was a lie or not. Regardless, he was quickly pulled into a comforting hug by his mate.

“Can I ask you to seriously consider coming to Dalton? Not just for your safety, but because it’s going to be so difficult for us to be apart.” Blaine cupped Kurt’s face, “If you think spending just the night separate was difficult imagine entire days.”

Kurt nuzzled into Blaine’s hand, “I know, but I can’t just bail on my friends, you know that. They’re my family, just like the pack.” Kurt saw the frown on Blaine’s face, “They were the first people to accept me as I am, Blaine, and I’m not ready to leave them. I can’t leave them, just like I can’t leave you, or Sebastian, or Lizzie, or anyone in the pack. And I can’t leave my family. Because if I go to Dalton I won’t be able to live at home, it’s too far. I would have to leave my dad, Blaine, and you can’t ask me to do that.” Blaine sighed, he moved forward and placed his lips against Kurt’s in a gentle kiss.

“I know, I just want you to be safe, and happy, and I guess you wouldn’t be happy at Dalton.”

“I’d be happy because I would be with you Blaine, but I... I know it’s selfish but I want both. I want to sing in Glee club and then come here and play concert with Lizzie. I want to talk about Alexander McQueen with Mercedes at lunch and then come here and judge the girls’ fashion shows. I want to tutor Finn in English and then come back here and have an actual intelligent literary discussion with Jace. I want, no, I need to be able to kiss you every day, but I also need to be able to hug my dad when I get home from school. I just... I think I can do both Blaine, just let me try.” Blaine kissed him again pulling him into a hug.

“Okay, okay, I will leave it for now,” Blaine kissed the mark he had left on Kurt’s neck, “But I’m going to be at your house every afternoon, because the 12 hours we spent apart last night and today were too long for me.”

Kurt tilted his head to the side allowing Blaine to continue kissing his neck, the mark really couldn’t really get any worse at this point. “You think that I’m going to complain? I would be offended if you weren’t at my house every afternoon. But be realistic, you have Warbler’s some afternoons, and I have Glee, and you have to spend time with the pack. So we’ll try our best.” Blaine was already shaking his head against Kurt’s neck.

“I will find a way to be with you every day Kurt, I don’t think you understand how much I need you, how much my wolf and I need you. As far as we’re concerned, you’re everything.”

Kurt couldn’t take his eyes off of Blaine earnest ones, “Okay, we really need to work on not having a serious conversation every time we’re together.” Blaine laughed outright at that, and got out of the car. Kurt followed and started toward the exit, but before he could make it there, Blaine pulled him back and kissed him again, Kurt quickly opened his mouth to encourage Blaine, and he heard Blaine growl.

“If we start that here, we’ll never leave the garage.”

Kurt giggled, “You say that like it’s not an excellent plan.” Blaine pulled away and pushed Kurt towards the exit, smacking his ass to make him walk faster. Blaine turned to grab his wallet and keys before going to follow Kurt.

Blaine’s heart stopped when he heard Kurt let out a high pitched, blood-curdling scream and he came rushing out of the garage, growling viciously and crouching in front of Kurt defensively.

He stopped mid-growl, however, when he saw that Kurt’s attackers were now rolling around on the Anderson’s driveway, clutching their sides and laughing uncontrollably.

“Oh my-” Nick started, but he was laughing so hard that he couldn’t form the words. Jeff was trying to high-five him from where he lay adjacent to him on the ground but they kept missing, which only made them giggle harder.

Sebastian, David, and Wes were all also lying in heaps down by Kurt and Blaine’s feet.

“I- You’re,” David tried. Wes finished for him, “you’re faces. You’re growl Blainers.”

“Oh, fuck you guys,” Blaine said, aiming a kick at Nick’s arm.

Jeff shifted in front of his mate instinctively to take the blow, still laughing, but wincing when Blaine’s foot connected with his shoulder. He rubbed his shoulder and placed a hand on Nick’s chest to calm him down pre-emptively, before his anger could cause him to spontaneously erupt into a giant wolf.

Kurt remained silent, but gave them all his best bitch glare. That sobered them up quickly enough.

Blaine huffed, “What ever happened to respecting your Alpha and Beta? Huh? We are your leaders.”

Sebastian chuckled as David hauled him up from the ground. “It’s your own fault, boss. We waited outside for you guys, like the respectful little pups we are, but then you guys spent so long sucking each other’s faces off that we couldn’t not set something up.”

“How did I not hear you guys,” Blaine muttered to himself.

“You can probably stop putting us through all those stealth crash courses now, Blaine! I think we are getting pretty good!” Jeff supplied enthusiastically.

This renewed everyone’s giggles and half the Heirs collapsed back onto the cement. Blaine rolled his eyes, looked at Kurt, and nodded toward the front door. Kurt sent one last glare at the boys before reaching for Blaine’s hand and walking with him towards the house.

Kurt grinned mischievously when they reached the door and glanced back at the boys, who were starting to make their way into the house. He opened the door, shoved Blaine inside, and shouted, “I hope you boys have fun out here! You’ll probably never want to come back inside!” Then he slammed the door and switched the lock closed.

Blaine grinned at his mate and held a finger to his lips, focusing his ears on the boys outside.

“Wait, what? What did he- fuck, he locked us out didn’t he?”

Blaine roared with laughter and Kurt grinned triumphantly.

“How did I end up with such a clever mate, hmm? What did I do to deserve you?” Blaine started backing Kurt up into the locked door.

“I don’t know,” Kurt shrugged, “but it must have been something pretty amazing if you got me,” Kurt grinned. He beat Blaine to the kiss, threading a hand through his curls and pulling Blaine’s lips up to his.

“Hey!” There was banging on the door behind Kurt, “Stop sucking each other’s dicks and open the damn door!”

Kurt giggled and bit his lip, he had slid down the door a little during the kiss so he was now looking up at Blaine.

“Go away, Seb.” Blaine said normally, knowing he didn’t have to raise his voice for the boys outside to hear. He hadn’t taken his eyes off Kurt’s lips and soon he had reconnected his to Kurt’s. This is kiss was slow, but smoldering. It wasn’t as intense as most of their others, but it full of feeling and them all the same.

The banging on the door continued at the same time three ewwwwwwwww’s were injected into the silence behind Blaine.

“Oh my god, really.” Blaine rested his chin over Kurt’s shoulder and reached to unlock the door.

Blaine gave Kurt one last short kiss on the cheek before they separated.

Blaine begrudgingly let his coven in the house while Kurt started to ooh and aww at Amy’s, Jessica’s, and Brenna’s outfit choices.

It looked like their date was over.

~~~

Kurt and Blaine whiled away the rest of their afternoon. They judged the girls’ fashion show with help from Lizzie- Brenna ended up winning. Then they watched Iron Man with the Heirs, Jace, and, after a lot of begging and a rather flimsy promise to never read the girls’ diaries or dye anyone’s hair or attempt to lock Lizzie in her closet or do anything bad ever ever ever again, the twins.

After the movie, Kurt finally met the rest of Elder coven.

David’s mom was manning the stove when Blaine and him walked into the kitchen. The mouthwatering scent of real Thai food hit him as he walked in and he decided that Blaine hadn’t been exaggerating one bit when he had went on and on about Mrs. Montgomery’s cooking abilities.

Not much about this coven surprised him. It was a lot of standard parent stuff. Wes’ mother looked almost militarily strict, Jeff’s parents were both as blond as he and the twins were, David’s father had a big booming laugh to match his big booming frame. Nick’s parents were pretty quiet, they kept to themselves much like Jeff and Nick did a lot of the time. But they were all very welcoming and friendly.

At 6:10 Blaine cocked his head to the side and then motioned Kurt out of the kitchen and towards the front door. “Your family just got here. Wanna meet them outside?”

“Sure!” Kurt smiled and took Blaine’s hand.

They walked hand-in-hand out the front door, and sure enough Burt, Carole, and Finn were getting out of the car.

Carole was carrying a platter with, ooh, Kurt smelled blueberry pie.

“Hey guys!” Kurt waved at his father. Finn was looking around at the mansion in awe, unashamedly gawking. Carole was also admiring the house, but she looked up at Kurt’s greeting.

“Carole! That pie smells delicious!” Blaine said politely, he took the pie from Carole’s hands and started to lead the way inside.

“It’s a nice place your parents got here, kid,” Burt commented to Blaine.

“Nice?! Dude! Is your dad like Bill Gates or something?” Finn looked to Blaine. Carole quickly pulled him aside to warn him about asking rude questions before Kurt could respond.

Blaine rubbed the back of his neck nervously, if he was honest, Burt still intimidated him, even on his own territory. “Umm thank you. We wanted a place where the entire pack could pretty much live so the size was pretty necessary,” Blaine half-laughed nervously. Blaine was so flustered that he almost forgot his manners, but he quickly took the pie from Carole’s hands, promising to bring it to the kitchen. He walked ahead of them into the house, almost tripping on the door frame in his nervousness, but at least his impeccable werewolf reflexes saved him from letting the pie splat all over the oak floors. Kurt couldn’t keep the grin off his face, it was so funny seeing his usually calm and collected boyfriend nervous.

They followed Blaine through the door, everyone except for Finn much more gracefully, Once they entered the house, the general buzzing air of busy that was always present in the pack’s home immediately engulfed Hummel-Hudson’s. They were swarmed by the youngest coven, the twins already trying to climb on Finn, “He’s huge Teddy! Do you think we’ll be able to reach the roof from his shoulders?” Finn just looked mildly terrified.

“I think so Alex, here I’ll help you up to his shoulders.” Finn sent a distressed look at Kurt.

“Teddy, Alex, off the giant.” Kurt punctuated the statement with a glare, that had both boys off of Finn, and standing demurely to the side. “So they’re Teddy and Alex, don’t turn your back on them or they will be cooking up some kind of prank to embarrass you.” Kurt paused and turned to Finn, “This is the only time I’m going to warn you, if you get into trouble with them I am not helping.” Finn looked properly scared, and Kurt figured his job was done here. “I’ll just introduce you to people as we see them, but most I have only met today, and the others last night.”

Lizzie had already captured Burt’s attention. He had her balanced on his hip and she was talking his ear off about “sugar, spice, and everything nice.”

Kurt didn’t think he had ever seen his dad coo over something, but as he had seen on many occasions, Lizzie always seemed to be able to crack even the toughest nuts. She really was an amazing little girl.

Blaine came back from the kitchen, bringing most of the adults with him. He walked over to Kurt while the adults swarmed Carole and Burt, Lizzie now refusing to leave his side.

Seb and Jace came down the stairs at this point, Sebastian went to go find the rest of the Heirs, somewhere in the depths of the house, while Jace was waved over by the twins. Huh, there’s a friendship Kurt never thought would work. But Kurt watched all three little boys grin as they left to go find a computer and a measuring tape to find out if Finn broke the record for the tallest person ever.

Kurt leaned into Blaine. “So, on a scale of one to ten, how likely do you think it is that we all survive this evening without any permanent damage.”

“That would depend on what you mean by permanent damage,” Blaine grinned back at Kurt, wrapping his arm around him. “Physically, I’d say there’s about a 50/50 chance. Psychologically, though, no chance.”

Kurt smiled as he looked around at his family, old and new, mixing seamlessly together.

“I like those odds.”

~~~

Dinner was crazy, when Kurt could, he watched his dad be adorable with Lizzie, who had insisted on sitting in between Kurt and Burt, and not with her coven, who were all sitting down the other end of the table.

However, he was continually pulled into the heir coven’s conversation regarding Star Wars, which Kurt didn’t want to admit he hadn’t actually seen, in fear they’d make him watch it.

Half the dinner passed with the loud chatter of too many people in one room all trying to talk at once. Kurt spent a lot of dinner just observing the crowd of people around him in astonishment. It was only once Kurt heard the words ‘treaty’ and ‘convention’ mentioned in too many conversations for it to be insignificant that he finally spoke up to get Blaine’s attention.

“What does everyone keep talking about?” Kurt interrupted the group of heirs and Finn that were currently arguing about which Star Wars character was the best. Although Kurt hadn’t seen it, he was pretty sure that Finn’s argument that Chewbacca was the best due to his height, was fairly flawed

“Huh?” Blaine asked tuning out his friends.

“The adults keep talking about some convention thing?” Blaine thought Kurt looked adorable when confused, and shook his head trying to keep his thoughts on track.

“Oh, right, well every year, there’s a meeting of sorts, where the Alphas and their Betas and maybe some others, depending on the size of the pack, meet and discuss the terms in the Treaty of the Blood Moon.” Blaine explained quickly before diving straight back into the heir’s conversation, as if he had never left.

“Blaine,” Kurt said warningly, Blaine turned around, but he looked rather sad to be leaving a conversation in which he was finally convincing someone (Finn) that Yoda was actually so wise and powerful because of his height. Kurt persisted though, Blaine could talk about that dumb movie later, “What is the Treaty of the Blood Moon?”

“It’s our rules, how we function in society, what we can and can’t do.” Blaine explained, Kurt still looked a little confused, “I could get a copy of it? So you can read over it.”

“I would like that, but I understand the concept of a treaty. I want to know why it’s called the Treaty of the Blood Moon. And what would the conventions achieve?” Kurt inquired. Instead of answering Blaine called down the table to his dad.

“Hey, Dad! What’s the story behind The Treaty of the Blood Moon, again?” Blaine called out, ignoring how everyone’s eyes turned to him. “What? Kurt wants to know, and I don’t really know how to explain it.”

Mr. Anderson rolled his eyes, “You know how to explain it, you’re just being lazy. Do you think you could stop obsessing over Yoda’s lack of height for one second and actually care about the single-most important event in all of werewolf history?” Blaine shrugged guiltily but still turned back to his friends. Kurt pinched him for that.

Mr. Anderson sighed, he had pretty much resigned himself to the fact that he would be the one telling this story as soon as he had heard Kurt asking Blaine about it. For all that Blaine was a great teacher and leader, he never could really grasp the importance of learning the history of their kind. He could at least take comfort in knowing that Kurt would have that kind of knowledge to assist Blaine in leading the Pack when their time came.

“The Treaty is named after the war that made it necessary: The Blood Moon War, the bloodiest, most brutalized war our kind has ever had. It almost exterminated our entire population, it was so decimating. It was every pack for themselves, no alliances lasted longer than a couple days. In some places, it was even every wolf for his or herself, packs started to crumble under the pressure, long-time, almost genetic loyalties were broken by the bloodshed, the utter chaos.”

Kurt felt like there should have been some sort of weird, silent tension in the room, but no one except for Kurt and Burt were even listening to Mr. Anderson. The wolves all seemed relaxed, like they knew this story backwards and forwards, which Kurt figured they all (even Blaine) did.

“What started the war,” Kurt asked, “I mean, everyone had to be fighting over something right?”

Mr. Anderson took a couple seconds to consider something before he answered, “The whole war was about possession. One thing you’ll learn very quickly, Kurt, is that werewolves are very possessive, incredibly protective, of things they consider their own. It’s really out biggest driving trait, to protect what is ours. That’s why small disagreements about territory, soon turned into full-out blood baths.

“Eventually, the government had to step in. They helped packs come to agreements about territory lines with The Treaty. Then they came up with the Convention as a way to ensure that disagreements are settled on a regular basis.”

“We use the Convention to discuss a lot of different things, really. Making sure no land has been encroached on, or we decide where new territory lines are. If a pack member wants to move state for college, they can choose to change packs, or ask permission to live in another pack’s territory. It’s really just a lot of formalities, if mate’s have been found, but are from a different pack, negotiating which pack gets them. Just a lot of paperwork Kurt, and it’s not really all that interesting, I think the past two years Blaine has fallen asleep during the talks.”

“It’s awful, Kurt. They just read these stupid legal documents, and no one is even paying attention. Like, why are they reading it in the first place then?” Blaine finally gave the conversation his full attention.

Mrs. Anderson spoke up at this, “No, Blaine. Other people are paying attention, you just wouldn’t notice because you are too busy texting,” she rolled her eyes at her son.

“Well, it’s boring!” Blaine whined. “But at least I’ll have Kurt to keep me company this time,” He turned to Kurt with an excited smile on his face. Then whispered in his ear, “We can play footsie under the table. That will help keep me awake.” Kurt rolled his eyes at his ridiculous boyfriend before the first thing Blaine had said hit him.

“Wait, what? I’m going to?” Kurt asked, surprised.

“Well, yeah,” Blaine shrugged, “Every pack’s Alphas and Betas are invited, expected to come, really. Or else I definitely wouldn’t go.”

“‘Cept I’m not allowed to go, yet,” Lizzie announced. “Daddy says I’m too littles.”

“Well little Lizzie, think about it like this, if you had to go, that would be less time watching the Powerpuff Girls.” Burt said tickling her belly, she let out a high pitched giggle.

Slowly, everyone fell back into normal, less history lesson-like conversations.

Jace wandered over to Kurt and tugged on his arm. Kurt smiled, Jace was really starting to grow on him, he found his quirky shyness incredibly endearing. “Hey little man, what are you up to?” Kurt asked moving his chair so that Jace could sit on the chair Lizzie had vacated for Burt’s lap.

“Nothing, the twins were annoying me, so I thought I would come and talk to you.” Jace said quietly, not even making eye contact with Kurt.

“Those twins could annoy even the most patient of people.” Kurt said nudging Jace to get him to look at him, “Now, the all important question, where are you up to in Chamber of Secrets?”

Jace’s face lit up with a grin, “I’m near the end, I’ve been reading it non-stop.”

“Really? We’ll have to start watching the movies once you finish the book. I could come over next weekend and we could watch Philosopher’s Stone and Chamber of Secrets, how does that sound?”

Jace nodded ecstatically, “Hey, you better not be planning a whole weekend without me.” Blaine interjected, poking Kurt in the side.

“I’m sure I will have 4 hours free of you to watch a couple of movies with Jace.” Kurt said, cuffing Blaine around the back of his neck.

“Oww, you know what Jace, you can keep him. He’s no good.” Jace blushed and looked at his hands when Blaine said that.

“Well fine, I find you particularly grating.” Kurt pouted, “I prefer Jace to you any day.” Kurt said wrapping an arm around Jace’s shoulder.

Blaine grinned and kissed him on the cheek whispering, “There’s no point in lying, I’m perfect, you’ve said so in the past.” Kurt released Jace and kicked Blaine in the shins.

“You suck.” During their banter Jace had left and gone and sat with the twins again, blush colouring his entire face.

“I think someone has a crush on you bud.” Burt said leaning across the chair.

“What? Blaine? Of course he has a crush on me, he’s stuck with me for life.”

Burt chuckled, “I meant Jace.”

Kurt glanced over to see the boy playing with his food and not engaging in any of the conversations around him. “Aww, really? He’s so cute.”

Sebastian caught what they were talking about and looked up from where he was sitting across from Blaine. “No way,” He argued, “Jace isn't gay! I would be able to tell or something, wouldn’t I?” Sebastian asked incredulously.

Burt chuckled, “A crush at that age really doesn’t depend on gender, son. It’s more of a hero-worship thing. Kurt here had a crush of Kristin Chenoweth from his ninth birthday until... Well I don’t think that one ever really went away.” Burt grinned triumphantly over at Kurt as Kurt glared back at him, pleased at having at least gotten one embarrassing story in.

Sebastian grinned- okay no, it was a smirk, it’s always a smirk- over at Blaine, “Looks like my lil bro is giving you some competition, Blaine. No one can resist a Smythe.”

He quickly turned around at the look Blaine gave him.

Kurt rolled his eyes some more when Blaine growled, “Really Blaine? He’s 10 years old.” Blaine still insisted on putting his arm around Kurt’s back and kissing the mark on his neck, as if to remind him that he was still Blaine’s. Kurt just rolled his eyes, and pushed him off, “God, you really are protective, I better make sure none of my friends hug me, you might wolf out on them.”

“Don’t even joke.” Was all Blaine muttered, going back to his food. Soon after everyone was done with their meals, Burt and Carole choosing to stay in the dining room with the adults, whilst the Heir Coven took over the entertainment room, whilst the Descendants went to bed.

As soon as all the boys filed into the room they spread out onto different couches, Blaine taking a single seater as well as Finn.

“Hey guys, as much as Jeff and I would love to hang around with you guys, we’re going to go to our room.” Nick said quickly tugging Jeff towards their room upstairs. Jeff started trailing after him with a goofy smile, but he didn’t get very far because of the sudden dead weight of Sebastian, who had jumped on him.

Nick gave a downright nasty growl. This one didn’t seem like the playful, harmless growls Blaine had just given at dinner. It was actually kind of scary.

Sebastian didn’t really seem all that concerned, however. “Oh calm down wolf-boy,” Seb stated still clinging to Jeff, “You guys haven’t hung out with us in ages, stay and watch a movie.” Seb pouted at Nick.

That didn’t seem to calm the other boy down, “Get the fuck off my mate, Sebastian.”

Seb’s eyes widened in surprise and he jumped back, but that didn’t stop Nick’s growling.

“What’s up with you Nick? You’re never like this.” David piped up, trying to get his attention, to calm the other boy down, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

Jeff quickly jumped in front of Nick trying to get him to stop, but it was too late, he was already completely wolfed out, clothes ripped and falling to all fours.

Blaine was on his feet, pushing Kurt to the front of the room, away from where the wolf was, not that it would be dangerous, but Nick seemed a little out of control at the moment. “What’s going on, Jeff?” Blaine growled, taking on his Alpha position in the coven seamlessly. Wes and David flanked him, with Sebastian standing behind them and on Blaine’s right side.

“Some guy hit on me a couple of days back, and he’s been really territorial since.” Jeff answered quickly, still standing between Nick and Seb, trying to calm him mate down.

“Jeff. You know you need to tell us these things. Nick still really sucks at controlling his emotions,” Blaine scolded.

“He’s been doing a lot better...” Jeff looked sullenly at the floor.

Nick tried to dodge past Jeff to get to Sebastian, but suddenly Blaine was tugging off his shirt and shifting as well, Kurt let out a gasp watching his mate transform, he thought he would be weirded out the first time he saw his boyfriend turn into a huge, hairy animal. But Blaine was... Blaine was still Blaine in wolf form. His dark, curly fur matched his hair exactly. His eyes were the same molten hazel, but they were much larger when Blaine was a wolf. Kurt couldn’t look away when they were magnified like that, they were just so intense. Just the way he held himself, too, as a leader, someone not to be challenged, but someone who you could talk to, screamed Blaine.

As soon as Blaine was in wolf form he had Nick’s attention.

Sebastian took the opportunity to move away from the wolves, and stand near Kurt, “What’s going on?” Kurt whispered to Seb.

“It’s difficult to explain, in wolf form we can’t really be reasoned with as though we were human. Wolves use a different set of rules that we can’t really understand as humans. We’re still ourselves, we don’t want to hunt or kill people inexplicably, but we work on baser instincts.” Sebastian paused when Nick glanced his way, “Like right now, Nick saw me on his mate, and thought I was trying to steal him, so he’s just really angry, and wants to let me know that Jeff’s off limits.” Sebastian didn’t continue because suddenly Blaine was growling loudly and Nick seemed to cower and start to shift back. “Also if you’re not okay with nudity, I would turn away now.” Kurt squeaked and turned towards the wall.

Kurt heard the door to the entertainment room shut and turned around to see that Blaine, Nick and Jeff had all left. Wes led him to the couch Blaine had been sitting on before all hell broke loose, “He’ll just be a minute, he needs to reprimand Nick for what he just did, and get some more clothes.” Kurt blushed at the latter point, but smiled reassuringly at Wes.

He knew that they were all waiting for him to freak out or have some kind of break down, but he was okay, really.

“Dude, that was awesome!” Finn finally spoke up from where he was sitting, reminding everyone of his presence. “I mean minus the moment where I thought he was going to kill everyone, but the turning into a wolf thing was fucking awesome!” Kurt rolled his eyes, of course Finn would see that and just think it was the best thing ever.

The boys all laughed and relaxed a little, seeing that their very-human guest at least wasn’t too traumatized by what he had just witnessed. Blaine took that moment to return to the room in sweatpants and a t-shirt, “Obviously they won’t be joining us tonight, Finn do you want to pick a movie?” Blaine calmly pulled Kurt up and sat down, before tugging Kurt into his lap.

“Is everyone cool with Captain America?” Finn asked, when he got murmurs of agreement he put it in the DVD player and all the boys settled in to watch the movie.

Kurt tried to pay attention to the movie, but Blaine wouldn’t stop touching him, if it wasn’t a light touch to the thigh it was a finger stroking his arm. It got to the point when Kurt just turned and looked at him, trying to work out what he was doing. As soon as he turned, Blaine’s mouth was on his, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, massaging it with his tongue.

“Oh dude, gross, I can’t even see you, but I can hear you.” David groaned from behind them, which caused Kurt to giggle and Blaine to growl. “If you want to make out with your mate you can take him to your bedroom, I came here to watch a movie, not softcore porn.” Kurt groaned in embarrassment at that and laid his head on Blaine shoulder, nuzzling his neck.

Kurt must’ve fallen asleep some time during the movie because the next thing he remembered were Blaine’s large, calloused hands gently nudging at him, “Hey babe, you’ve gotta wake up, your parents are leaving now.” Kurt sighed, snuggling further into Blaine and not wanting to get up.

“Mmmm, I don’t wanna.” Kurt mumbled into his neck.

“I don’t think they care, come on, up! Then we can go sleep in my awesome bed.” Blaine tried bribing him.

Kurt finally pulled himself away, “Fine, but you are carrying me back up stairs.” Blaine chuckled, placing a hand on his back to lead him towards the front door. When Kurt got to the front door he practically collapsed into his dad’s hug.

“I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then?” Burt said a bit awkwardly, taking in his son’s sleepy state. He still wasn’t completely comfortable of his seventeen-year-old son sharing a bed with his new boyfriend, but he wasn’t about to object.

“Yeah, I’ll be home around lunchtime,” Blaine frowned, but didn’t say anything, “Maybe, I’ll call you when I wake up.”

Burt nodded and stepped away, allowing Carole and Finn to say their good night’s. “I’ll walk you guys to your car.” Kurt said stepping forward to follow them, when he felt a hand placed on his shoulder.

He looked up to see Mrs. Anderson smiling. “We’ll do that sweetie, why don’t you go up to bed? You look like you’re going to drop where you’re standing.” Kurt rubbed his eyes, but agreed, waving at his family in goodbye.

“Alright sir, you promised me that you’d carry me.” Kurt said jokingly to Blaine, who quickly swept him of his feet, literally. “Woah, okay I was kind of kidding,” He snuggled into Blaine’s arms, “This is nice though.” Kurt hummed in contentment until Blaine placed him on the bed and started taking his shoes off. “Nooo, you promised sleep.”

“Yes, you can sleep, but first we need to get you into some comfortable clothes. I know sleeping in skinny jeans can’t be good for your circulation, babe.” Kurt grumbled in agreement, standing and unbuttoning his shirt, Blaine made a noise in the back of his throat, eyes glued to the small amount of chest that Kurt was now showing.

He pulled his shirt off and reached for his jeans when Blaine’s hand stopped him. “I don’t think I can promise not to jump you if you take off those pants, so here’s a shirt and some pj pants, why don’t you go into the bathroom and finish getting changed?” Kurt blushed when he realised what he was about to do, quickly taking the clothes and going into Blaine’s ensuite. He quickly changed into the soft flannel pants and t-shirt, coming back out to see Blaine bare chested, pulling a shirt over his head.

He gasped slightly, but didn’t take his eyes off of Blaine, he couldn’t when his mate looked so beautiful and perfect. He moved forward intent on feeling if those abs were real when Blaine once again stopped him, “You have no self-control when you’re tired, do you?” Blaine asked with a small smile, tugging his shirt on.

“I guess not?” Kurt shook his head, climbing into Blaine’s bed, snuggling underneath the blankets until he felt Blaine join him and curl himself around Kurt. “This is the best though, all beds should come with a Blaine-shaped cuddle pillow.”

Blaine smiled, his mate was adorable, “Go to sleep Kurt.” Kurt snuggled further into his pillow and promptly did just that.