If Blaine had thought that there had been enough awkwardness for one day, fate proved him wrong. As soon as he went downstairs after Kurt had disappeared into the shower, he was greeted by Burt sitting in his favorite armchair, facing the door with arms crossed and a raised eyebrow.

"Care to explain what those thumping noises were about?"

Blaine froze in his spot. How the hell was he supposed to explain that to Burt without getting both of them in trouble and making everyone uncomfortable?

"Um..." he started out very intelligently. Burt's eyebrow nearly disappeared under his cap. Sighing, Blaine decided that it was no use trying to lie. Burt would see right through it, anyway, and in the long run total honesty would probably serve them better, no matter the trouble it would cause now.

"Kurt sort of... pounced on me?" For a moment, Burt was shocked into speechlessness.

"What?!" he roared once he'd found his voice again, surely audible where Kurt was still under the shower. Blaine just hoped he would understand and not be mad at him as well. Having to face the wrath of both Hummel men was asking a bit too much for one day.

"He didn't mean to!" Blaine hurried to explain. "It was an instinctual thing and we talked about it and made both very clear that we're far from ready for that stuff."

Burt shot him a suspicious look. "You better," he growled. Blaine just nodded for emphasis, hoping he would get out of this with his head still on.

"So, did you also talk about whether you're dating now or not?" The questioning eyebrow was back in place.

"Well," Blaine stuttered, blushing bright red. It made him a bit dizzy with how he'd paled in fright when he'd first caught sight of Burt in the living room. "We actually wanted to talk about that while taking a walk, if I understood correctly."

"You did," came Kurt's voice from the top of the staircase and no matter how counterproductive it was regarding his tries to convince Burt of his innocent intentions, Blaine couldn't help the way his jaw dropped when he saw Kurt in something other than the Dalton uniform or loose pajama pants for the first time. Those jeans were practically painted on and Blaine couldn't have kept his gaze from slowly following the endless lines of Kurt's milelong legs clad in skintight black denim even if he'd tried. Thankfully, the shirt-cardigan combination that completed the outfit was much more innocent, though it didn't suit him any less.

"You look stunning," Blaine choked out, his cheeks turning an even more impressive shade of red. He was way too busy trying to remember how to breathe to notice Burt's amused chuckle in the background, though he did catch the radiant smile on Kurt's beautiful face. He definitely had to compliment him more often if it would always bring back that look.

"Thank you," Kurt whispered, finally blushing as well. Neither of them moved or even averted their eyes from the surely dumb smiles on their faces until Burt cleared his throat.

"Well, I wouldn't want to keep you from that important discussion. I'll just do some paperwork in the kitchen." And with a vague gesture in the general direction, he was gone.

"Shall we?" Kurt asked, coming down the last few steps and looking at Blaine expectantly.

"Sure," Blaine smiled, swallowing nervously as he followed Kurt into the hallway so they could get their coats.

They dressed in silence, only touching when Kurt almost instinctively moved to adjust Blaine's scarf when they were about to leave. His hands froze in their movement when he realized what he'd been doing, blushing and throwing Blaine an insecure look. "Is this okay?" he asked, voice a bit higher than normal.

"Kurt," Blaine laughed softly, putting a reassuring hand over Kurt's where it was still clutching at the fabric of his scarf. "Of course it is. There isn't much you could do that would ever make me uncomfortable around you." They smiled at each other and Kurt slowly loosened his grip on the scarf, adjusting it one last time and soothing over the wrinkles his own hands had caused.

"Let's go," he said, smiling at Blaine as he dropped his hands to his sides and turned to step out of the front door. Blaine followed with a smile of his own and it only grew when Kurt reached out for his hand the minute they stepped onto the porch. They shared a soft look before walking down the driveway hand in hand, proceeding onto the sidewalk. For a while they just breathed the fresh, cool air and enjoyed the sunbeams warming their faces. It wasn't until they were a good march away from his house that Kurt turned around to Blaine, tail flicking anxiously and ears twitching, his free hand fumbling with the hem of his coat.

"So," he said with a sigh, stopping them both and turning to face Blaine. "I guess it's time we're having that conversation."
"I guess it is," Blaine agreed, tightening his grip on Kurt's hand to show him that there was nothing to worry about. All that it got him was a weak smile.

"And what do you think?" he asked, tail curling around himself and shoulders slumping as if he expected Blaine to reject him. Blaine had no idea what about the weekend they'd spent so far had made him believe so, but it didn't make him want to prove that assumption false any less.

"I think," Blaine said, taking a deep breath and smiling broadly at Kurt. "That we waited long enough."

Kurt's head shot up from where he'd been analyzing his shoes. "Really?" he squeaked, voice so disbelieving Blaine just raised an eyebrow in question.

"Of course, Kurt. Why exactly did you expect anything else? I thought I made it very clear that I want everything with you. And I don't think I can wait another month until I can do this again." Gently, he pulled Kurt into a soft kiss, his lips moving with Kurt's and their bodies molding against each other perfectly. Laughing quietly in relief, he nuzzled his nose against Kurt's before pulling away, reveling in the quiet purr this got him. Kurt whined high in his throat when Blaine pulled out of his personal space.

"No, no, come back, do that again please," he murmured, opening his eyes and pulling Blaine closer by his scarf.

"Anything you want," Blaine chuckled, giving Kurt another eskimo kiss, this time leaving his eyes open as well. It would probably result in a headache but it was definitely worth being able to see the soft look on Kurt's face, his lips turning up into a smile, that adorable dimple forming in his cheek as he purred loudly, nudging Blaine with his cold nose whenever he got too fascinated by the ethereal creature he had the pleasure of being allowed to touch to actually move. They stood like that for a while until Blaine felt he'd be permanently cross-eyed and in need of an aspirin when they pulled away at last.

"Hmmm," Kurt hummed, still purring loudly as he nuzzled his cheek against Blaine's, immediately leaning back in. "I liked that. A lot."

"I could sort of tell," Blaine laughed, nuzzling back and playfully nudging Kurt's warm cheek with his cold nose. Kurt giggled in response, moving closer until Blaine's arms came up around his waist in an embrace that was just as intimate as their moment on Kurt's bedroom floor.

"But do you know what I like even better?" Kurt asked, grinning at Blaine and leaning back in his arms a bit.

"Are you gonna tell me?" Blaine smiled back, his left hand moving to caress Kurt's back through the many layers separating them.

"Really kissing you," Kurt whispered, his arms coming up and settling on Blaine's shoulders as he pulled him into another kiss, a little more fierce than the first one. This time they stayed in the embrace for much longer, until finally Kurt had to pull away for breath, his cheek never leaving Blaine's.

"You take my breath away," he whispered into his ear, his purrs vibrating through both of them.

"You too," Blaine whispered back before pulling him into another kiss, much more desperate than the previous ones. The minute his tongue hesitantly flicked across Kurt's bottom lip, Kurt's purring turned almost deafening and he pulled back with a squeak, blushing madly.

"Sorry," he whispered, arms still around Blaine's neck but not daring to look up at him.

"Kurt, you have nothing to be ashamed about. I told you, I love it when you purr. The louder the better," Blaine said, one of his hands coming up from where they had been gripping Kurt's waist to gently caress his cheek until he looked up again. Kurt gave him a hesitant smile.

"You really don't mind?"

"I really don't mind." He nudged his nose against Kurt's until he was back to smiling brightly and giggling before pressing another kiss to his lips. Kurt hummed into the kiss, purring contently, wiggling in Blaine's hold until he was pressed even closer. Blaine almost started to purr himself in spite of lacking the required organs when Kurt sucked on his bottom lip and flicked his slightly rough tongue against it.

Reluctantly, they pulled away before things could get more heated and all that went through Blaine's mind as he watched Kurt's eyes flutter open, pure bliss written all over his face and that adoring look in his eyes, was a constant mantra of ‘Oh my God, I love you so much'. But it was a bit early to say it just like that. As beautiful as that moment was, Blaine wanted something spectacular for the first time he'd tell Kurt. Something they'd both remember even decades from now when they'd be married for the longest time. A tale worthy of telling their grandchildren.

So they just stood there, wrapped around each other and ignoring the harsh wind, cheek to cheek and just breathing each other in. Blaine didn't know if minutes or hours had passed when Kurt finally decided to break the comfortable silence between them.

"Does that mean we're official now?" he asked, his ice cold nose bumping against Blaine's cheek as he pulled back to look into his eyes.

"Yes, if you want to, we're officially dating now and you can finally tell Nick and Jeff to lay off when they tease us that we should just get together already," Blaine chuckled.

"I want to, of course I want to!" Kurt squealed, the biggest grin on his face, before he simply jumped at Blaine, wrapping his legs around him and purring up a storm. Laughing, Blaine caught him and held him close, nuzzling into Kurt's neck and just letting the vibrations run through him. His eyes fluttered shut on their own accord and Kurt giggled against him.

"Blaiiine," he whined playfully, so Blaine fluttered his eyes open again, this time deliberately, Kurt squirming in his hold.

"That tickles," he laughed and Blaine repeated the action until they were both shaking with laughter and he had to set Kurt down again.

"Aww, so no butterfly kisses?" Blaine pouted once they'd caught their breath, the expression ruined by the grin he couldn't suppress.

"Nope, not with your milelong lashes, sir," Kurt chuckled, fluttering his own lashes against Blaine's cheek until he broke down in giggles.

"Okay, okay, stop, I call truce!" he managed to choke out and Kurt stopped after a few more teasing brushes, pressing a gentle kiss to Blaine's cheek to make up for it.

"Fine. But only because we just started dating and I have to go easy on you." They grinned at each other, letting the sound of it put into actual words ring between them.

"You're my boyfriend now," Blaine breathed, awe evident in his voice.

"And you're my boyfriend," Kurt gave back just as wonderingly. They took a look at each other and immediately were back to delighted giggling.

"We're being silly," Kurt chuckled, his tail curling around their legs contently.

"But I like it when we're silly," Blaine pouted, earning him a peck to his pushed out bottom lip.

"I know." They stayed completely silent for a minute, just looking at each other and smiling, until Kurt started to practically bounce on his tiptoes, his face breaking out into the widest smile yet.

"Oh, I can't wait to tell Dad! Does that mean we can go on actual-date-coffee-dates now? Can we go see a movie and hold hands the whole time? Oh, and please, please can we have dinner at BreadstiX?" Blaine laughed at his enthusiasm, pulling him closer until he stopped bouncing around for a minute, the tips of their noses touching.

"Yes, of course we can do all of that. Whatever you want, Kurt." And he pressed another kiss to Kurt's lips, muffling his excited squeal. Blaine just hoped that Burt would be half as enthusiastic about this outcome as his son.