"Blaine, door!" Mrs. Anderson screeched up the staircase, alerting Blaine of the company awaiting outside on their porch. She simply lurked in the large foyer, smoothing down her simple yet elegant black dress. Mr. Anderson was currently hidden away in his study, not yet appearing with the family. Cooper was upstairs with Blaine, getting ready for the breakfast. They decided to up the stages of casual, and dress up a bit for the occasion. Blaine was fitted into a slightly tight white dress shirt, clad with tan trousers aligning his legs carefully. A dark brown tie was draped down his neck, and he rested his hands in his pockets, waiting for Cooper to finish dressing. 

"They're here, can you hurry up?" Blaine asked nervously, shuffling back and forth on his feet in the hallway.

"Will you calm your tits? Are you really that anxious to see your boyfriend? And to be honest, I find that this whole..you need me with you to go down and see him quite creepy." Cooper called out to him, and Blaine rolled his eyes outside of the door.

"I just.. I-" Blaine faltered, "I'm freaking out. I'm meeting my boyfriend of 3months' parents while surrounded by my own fucking parents. Of course I'm nervous!" His voice slightly raising an octave during his rambling. 

"You didn't even deny the fact that you have breasticles. You lose, Blaine Anderson." Cooper chuckled, waltzing out of the bathroom in full attire. When he walked passed Blaine, he ruffled his slick gelled hair, earning an annoyed grunt from the shorter boy.

"Great, now I'm going to look like I have a goddamn bush growing on my head." Blaine squeaked, then quickly ran into the bathroom, searching around for his hairgel. 

Cooper pranced down the stairs to be greeted by the Hummel clan.

"Kurt!" Cooper exclaimed, running toward Kurt with his arms open, clenching the slender gentleman in his arms.

"Cooper!" Kurt coughed out, hugging back tightly.

Burt cleared his throat behind the little greeting, and Carole affectionately nudged Burt in the arm. 

Cooper backed away from Kurt's embrace and held a hand out for Burt to take. "Cooper, Blaine's older brother. It's great to finally meet you." Burt took Cooper's hand and gave a firm handshake, then nodded back in greeting.

"Call me Burt, Kurt's papa. And this is my wife, Carole." Carole smiled next to him, and Cooper leaned in to kiss both of her cheeks in the appropriate style.

"Pleasure to meet you!" Carole replied, her face flushing at the forward affection.

After the short introduction between parents, and Kurt's constant questioning as to where Blaine was, they all settled down into the sitting room. The Andersons and Hummels seemed to blend simply, the conversation comfortable but not completely forced. The adults seemed to mesh together nicely, chatting about random aspects. Mr. Anderson was suprisingly respectful to both parties, engaging in the conversation once in a while, in a genuinely interested tone.

It was about twenty minutes into the gathering when Blaine walked down the front foyer steps and into the living room. The rest of the group all stood up when he entered, as if a Prince had waltzed into their prescence. (But really, they were just respectful people).

"Blaine!" Kurt squealed happily, and ran over to hold his boyfriend. Blaine smiled insanely wide and raveled himself into Kurt's arms, breathing in the familiar scent of vanilla and mocha. He clenched his arms tightly around the slender figure, instantly marveling in the fact that the spark that rushed through his veins everytime he and Kurt touched was still present.

"Hi, love." Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear, sending shivers up Kurt's spine, and then let go to kiss him gently on the lips. Kurt instantly kissed back, bathing his lips in the taste of Blaine Blaine Blaine.

"I missed you." Kurt said, holding onto Blaine's hands tightly, lacing their fingers together and smiling at him while their foreheads rested against each other.

"Now if that isn't the cutest thing." Cooper cooed in the background, and both of the boys turned around to see both parties smiling at them adoringly.

"Oh, stop." Blaine said, releasing his grip from Kurt and instead wrapped his left arm around Kurt and proceeded forward to greet the Hummels.

"Oh Blaine, I have been dying to meet you!" Carole rushed over, and instantly gripped Blaine into a tight hug. He smiled at the onslaught of endearment already, and hugged back willingly. Blaine decided to put on his I'm-incredibly-adorable-and-lovable mood this morning.

"Carole, I've heard so many wonderful things about you." When they let go, Blaine smiled and squeezed her arms affectionately. She absolutely melted when his smile basically pried it's way into her soul.

Yeah, Blaine Anderson usually had that effect on people.

"Mr. Hummel, it's a pleasure." He smiled over at Burt, and shook his hand pleasantly. 

"As well, Blaine." Burt smiled back, then took his seat back down on the comfy sofa in the living room.

Mrs. Anderson clapped her hands together, coming back in from the dining room. "Well, Linda just informed me that breakfast was ready. And to be honest, I'd like to send her home to see her kids on this lovely holiday, so if you'd all be so kind as to follow me." She smiled at them, and Blaine felt a wave of relief flood him. Going well so far, he thought in his head.

The only flaw in the entire morning get-together was when Mr. Hummel asked to have a talk with Blaine. Alone. Away from the rest of the group. And oh yeah, alone. Blaine was basically shitting himself in fear. He honestly thought he had been doing an excellent job at keeping the Hummel family content with him. Maybe even really enjoying his company. Blaine wanted nothing more but to impress them, but also mantain his self-respect and dignity as well. Cooper was obviously also adored by the family, but Blaine could not be sure if he was too.

"Calm down kid, I'm not gonna castrate ya' out here." Burt chuckled, gesturing towards the seat across from him outside. It was extremely odd, Burt directing Blaine around his house.

Blaine inhaled heavily and sat down on the wooden porch swing across from the lawn chairs on the porch. He made eye contact with Burt, and he simply nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"I just wanted to have a you know..man-to-man chat. About Kurt." Burt said.

"Yeah, right. Of course." Blaine smiled, although his nerves didn't really calm down in the slightest.

Burt continued, "Well, as though Kurt may not like to admit it, he hasn't really been too serious with any of his boyfriends. I know that he's had about 3, and it's not really my place to tell you this, but I'm going too anyway. And I've only met one other fellow. So it means a lot to Kurt that I get to meet you. Not to scare you away or anything, but I think he's in for the long-haul here.. and if you aren't I suggest you just back away now." Burt breathed heavily, relaxing back in his chair, gazing up at the beautiful sun radiating the early afternoon sky.

"I really a-" Blaine was interupted as Burt moved on, not ready for Blaine to speak yet.

"Kurt's a great person. I know you haven't been together for too long, but I hope you come to realize that his emotions aren't meant to be played with. He's had to deal with a lot of tough crap that you wouldn't even be able to comprehend, and he powered through it like a true soldier. Kurt is my pride and glory, and I have every single reason in this damn world to believe in him. I want you to stick by him if you truly love him, and never let him go. To be honest, I really like you, kid. You make Kurt happy more than I've seen, and I seriously hope he makes you feel the same way. You two seem to fit together like a hand and a glove, and I'd hate to see true love go to waste. Now I don't know how your parents feel, but I definitely can assure you that Carole and I absolutely respect you guys." Burt finished, looking over to make comfortable eye contact with Blaine yet again.

"Wow.. Mr. Hummel. That was probably one of the best speeches I've recieved," Blaine started to laugh, and Burt soon joined in with him.

Blaine cleared his throat as he began to reply. "I just wanted to say that, Kurt and I met by chance. As soon as I saw him, it was like an instant connection. I geniunely think that he felt it too. Your son, is the most..extraordinary person I've met in my entire life. He makes me feel like no other has. I'm not the most experienced in the dating field either, but I can honestly tell you I picture the rest of my..life with Kurt. I know that may sound completely serious and way out of line, but I truly feel that way. He lights up my World with new colors and just makes everything shine in every single way possible. I love him, with all of my heart, Mr. Hummel." By the time Blaine finished, tears were gathering at the corners of his eyes, and it seemed that Burt even felt a little bit choked up.

Without another word, Burt stood up and clasped his hand onto Blaine's shoulder and quietly walked back into the Anderson home. There was a silent understanding between the two and no other words were necessary on the topic.

Later that evening, when the two parental groups disappeared for a few hours to gather at some local bar, Kurt and Blaine cuddled closely on Blaine's mattress.

"It feels so weird being in this room. You like, grew up here." Kurt murmured, softly nuzzling his face into Blaine's lightly clothed chest. 

"That I did." Blaine smiled affectionately at his gorgeous boyfriend.

"I think we need to redecorate, Blaine. Caramel colored walls are fading out of style, and fast." Kurt sighed, turning over to smile at him.

Blaine rolled his eyes adoringly. "Hey, I like my walls. I painted them myself when I was 12, with Coop. Messy experiment, though. Took like, 10 days 'cause we had no idea how to do it." 

"Alright, well, I'm thinking a nice cream color would work perfectly with the brown molding near the floor. It also wouldn't crash with your tan carpet.." Kurt looked around the room again, leaning back around as he evaluated the surroundings.

Blaine suddenly felt a rush of want flood through his pulsing veins when Kurt rolled over on the bed, moaning quietly as he stretched his limbs. Kurt "accidentally" stretched up so far that his pants slid down a bit and his undershirt bunched at the top, revealing his hips.

"God, if you want me to touch you, you don't have to be so sneaky about it." Blaine whispered as he moved closer to Kurt's body, softly biting his ear.

Kurt hummed appreciatively. "I just like teasing you, is all." 

"Mmm. About that teasing thing." Blaine slowly started to suck on Kurt's cheekbones, rolling his tongue up the sharp and pale skin there. 

Kurt moaned quietly, and pushed his hip straight into Blaine's thigh, letting him feel his already hard cock beating quietly on his hip.

"Already, baby?" Blaine breathed, moving his body completely down on the mattress, licking his way down to Kurt's hips, tracing the deep impacted lines that outlined his manly hips.

Kurt just shivered again, and squirmed beneath him. He looked down at Blaine with his eyes completely painted dark, lust pooling inside of his pupils. 

Blaine flashed a cocky smile up at him, no pun intended, and gently pulled Kurt's pajama bottoms off of his hips. Kurt nodded when Blaine looked up for approval to move further, so Blaine licked a wet stripe over Kurt's cock that was buried under the thin layer of boxer briefs.

Kurt gasped sharply when he felt the sudden contact, and instantly craved more. Blaine took pity on Kurt, and also trudged off Kurt's boxers. Kurt's cock bounced up in the air, and it looked absolutely fucking delicious. It was bubbling with pre-come at the tip, and swollen red all over its complete 8 inches.

Blaine was practically watering at the mouth at the sight, and it took a flick to the head for him to come back into focus. Kurt giggled as Blaine looked at him shocked for a second, then gazed back down at his cock. Kurt thrusted his hips up once as a signal that he needed Blaine. He wrapped his lips tightly around Kurt's dick, absorbing the slimey but yet perfect taste of him. Kurt instantly slammed his head back against the pillows, and let Blaine take care of him.

Blaine rolled his tongue over the slit that was dripping come for Blaine's mouth, and he quickly swallowed it up. Blaine then moved his lips down lower, wrapping them tightly around the base and sucking as hard as he could. Kurt started to moan unnecessarily loudly when Blaine began to bob his head up and down, pushing his tightly sealed lips around his cock. Kurt already felt the heat begin to pool low in his stomach, signaling that he was about to orgasm already. The tight pressure and thick need was almost pushing him over the edge. Kurt got so caught up in the moment that he gripped onto Blaine's locks of hair and began to thrust up into his mouth along with Blaine's swallows.

Kurt turned his gaze down to Blaine when he began to come down his throat, his hips coming to a dead stop as Blaine sucked him through it, absorbing every last drop of come that poured into his mouth. Kurt moaned loudly as he shuddered through his orgasm, closing his eyes toward the end. 

Blaine kept sucking as tightly as he could while Kurt dripped out little bits of come, but soon let go of his now-softening cock with a slow pop.

Blaine smiled up at him again, and noticed that Kurt was getting sleepy.

"Want me to..?" Kurt smiled tiredly, looking up at him as Blaine hovered above them.

"No, baby...I already.." Blaine flushed a bright color of red, and pointed down to his soaked boxers.

"Oh my." Kurt sighed heavily, and his eyelids began to flutter shut.

"I'm going to go change real quick, and I'll be right back so we can sleep. Okay, love?" Blaine asked, softly stroking Kurt's beautiful, golden hair.

"Mmmrph." Kurt murmured quietly.

Blaine smiled in amusement as he leaned up to peel his sticky, and very disgusting boxers off of his body. He settled for some gray sweatpants in his drawer and then quickly hopped into bed next to his boyfriend. The sudden pressure on the mattress caused Kurt to roll over and stare at him, his eyelids half shut.

"Sing to me?" Kurt asked softly, looking at Blaine's gorgeous honey-glazed eyes while the moonlight shone through Blaine's window, illuminating the bedroom.

"Of course." Blaine nestled behind Kurt, and wrapped his arms around his waist while his lips nuzzled close to his ear.

Blaine opened his mouth and began to sing Kurt to sleep by harmonizing the chorus to one of his new favorite songs.

"I have died everyday waiting for you, 

Darling don't be afraid I have loved you,
For a thousand years.
I love you for a thousand more...

And all along I believed I would find you.
Time has brought your heart to me.
I have loved you for a thousand years ,
I love you for a thousand more... "

Blaine softly sang the last few lines of the song a few times as he listened to Kurt's quiet breathing, he himself about to drift off into sleep. He prayed to whatever God was lurking above that Kurt understood the meaning of this song.