"I'm so glad I finally get you back!" Blaine exclaimed as he took Kurt in an embrace when he came over Sunday morning, "I thought I could survive but I couldn't!"

"You think it was easy for me? I was beyond limited to what I could and could not do." Kurt said as he held his boyfriend, "And what was that about generic brand paper towels?"

Blaine stepped back from Kurt. A deep red blush was noticeable on his cheeks, "I just missed you so much. I couldn't contain my excitement when you texted me yesterday at Wal-Mart."

Kurt chuckled wholeheartedly, "We've only been dating for a month. I couldn't imagine you missing me that much. What did you do before me?"

Blaine's eyes widened in question, "I don't know..." Blaine trailed off. What did he do?

"I shouldn't be the one to judge. I was pretty lost myself."

"Even when we had during school-"

"It still wasn't enough." Kurt finished.

"Finishing my-"

"Sentences?"

Blaine shook his head, "Stop it!" He couldn't help the smile on his face.

"So, what do ya wanna do?" Kurt asked. Blaine smirked and raised his eyebrows.

Kurt giggled, "Should've guessed."

Blaine held Kurt against his bare chest as he slept. He was stroking Kurt's hair and listening to his breathing pattern. It was relaxing after the intimacy they had that left them both breathless and tired but Blaine didn't want to take a nap. Watching hid boyfriend sleep seemed like the better decision. The deep breaths he took, the way his mouth was open slightly, everything about him as he slept was just simply beautiful in Blaine's eyes. He wanted this moment to last forever. But sadly treasures like these don't because Kurt awoken startling Blaine slightly when he looked down and saw the familiar blue eyes of the younger boy.

"You're up!" Blaine smiled softly.

Kurt shifted in bed to stretch, still a bit tired, "What time is it?" He yawned to Blaine. Blaine reached out to grab his alarm clock and proceeded to check the time on it.

"Uh... two-twenty-five." Blaine read out loud. Kurt moaned sleepily as he turned back and re-rested his head back on Blaine's chest.

Blaine smiled and ran his hand through Kurt's hair as Kurt fought to keep himself awake, "I love you." He admitted again.

Kurt looked up at him and gave Blaine a soft smile, "I love you too. Forever and always."

"I see you're back on that scarf fetish." Carole was sitting at the kitchen table the next morning as Kurt walked in.

Kurt touched the scarf around his neck that was hiding the bruises Blaine had given him, "I just love scarves." He made clear even though he was slightly lying as to why he was wearing a scarf.

"I know I'm not your biological mother and may not approve I do have to say mother knows what's up. Who is he?"

Kurt stood there in silence for a moment before answering, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You have love marks." She smiled, "Who are you hiding from us?"

"No one. They're not love marks. There's nothing there."

"How did you go from hanging with your friends every once in awhile to never being able to stay separated for even a second?"

"I want to get out mo-"

"Why won't you tell me!? If you want to keep secret from your father then that's cool. I can keep a secret too you know."

"There's no secret! There's no guy! There's no hickey! There's just me!" Kurt was shouting now.

Carole sat back in her seat, "I'm sorry. I was only- you seem so different, happier somehow and the scarves and daily outings I only assumed-"

"Why does everyone assume when it comes to my life! Why can't they just leave me alone!"

"How's your crush?" Carole asked calmly.

"M-my what?" Kurt asked, confused. How did they get from his possible boyfriend which he secretly had to a crush which he technically didn't have since he was dating him.

"You know... your little crush on that teacher."

"What are you implying?" Kurt asked, scared. Did she put all the pieces together?

"I just want to know. We haven't talked about him since I brought it up the beginning of school."

Kurt tried to relax. From how she was talking now it sounded as if she didn't know but Kurt couldn't keep his hopes up, "Oh, you know, just like any other teenage fantasy crush. Fake and never gonna happen." Kurt lied, although, at times, it didn't feel like it was actually happening but like it was in fact his fantasies making up the scenarios in his head that he had of his and Blaine's relationship.

"I have to go to school." Kurt then said to try and weasel his way out of the conversation completely. He turned to go but was stopped by Carole's words.

"All right hon. But remember, if you ever need to talk about aboy, I'm here." Damn the way she stressed 'boy'. Kurt squeezed his eyes shut and turned back on his heels.

"There is someone." He said as he slowly opened his eyes to look at Carole's response. She looked pleasantly shocked. Kurt continued, "But you can't tell anyone. Whatever the cost this must remain secret. I don't care how big and disturbing this may seem to you, you have to promise that nobody will find out. Especially dad." Kurt was crying and shaking in fear now. What was going to happen to him after this?

"Your secret's safe. Although, I'm hesitant."

Kurt took in a shaky breath as he tried to compose himself. He took a seat across from Carole to prevent from passing out.

"I'm - I'm -I'm da-a-a-ating-" Kurt stopped mid-sentence. This was so much harder than he expected.

"Who are you dating?" Carole asked as she reached out to grab Kurt's hands. She took them and squeezed them with hers. Kurt calmed down. The tears slowed to a stop.

"I'm dating my math teacher." Kurt closed his eyes again.

Carole distanced Kurt as much as possible; releasing his hands from her grip. The expression on her face was unreadable. Kurt pulled back in his chair ready to stand when, "You know this is illegal, right?" She asked calmly. Kurt looked around, trying to avoid eye contact, "You know this is illegal, right?" She asked again, more stern.

"I-I-I-I-" Kurt stuttered in a low mutter.

"Answer the question, Kurt!" She was yelling now. That was unlike Carole. She never raised her voice let alone yelled at anybody for as long as Kurt knew her. She took every situation in a calm approach.

Kurt bowed his head as tears began falling again. He was sobbing, "Yes! Yes! I know it's illegal!" He cried.

"You are not this type of person! You're an innocent soul! Why!? Why would you do something that could get you and him imprisoned if an authority would find out!?" Carole's voice lowered a little bit.

Kurt's sobbing was the reason he couldn't answer. He in took a breath and continued to let the tears run.

"I-I don't know what I'm going to do? I feel so criminal taking your side but-" Carole stopped herself and stared at the mess that was her stepson.

"Please don't!" Kurt sobbed as he wiped the tears from his face.

"What's going on?" They heard a familiar voice ask. The pair looked over to see Burt standing in front of the entrance to the kitchen, "Kurt, are you okay?" He asked his son when he saw Kurt's state, "Is everything all right?" Burt asked Carole with no time for Kurt to answer.

Kurt looked at Carole pleadingly, "We were just having one of our lady chats." She took Kurt's hands again. Kurt smiled a little at her, "Things got a bit emotional but he's fine. Nothing's wrong."

Burt didn't look too sure as he answered, "Alright... I guess. Carole, could you make me a cup of tea?" He changed the subject.

"Absolutely!" Carole agreed. Burt nodded; still not sure before he walked away.

"Thank you." Kurt thanked as he began crying again.

"For now. We're not done discussing this." Kurt nodded his agreement.

"I guess I have to leave now." Kurt said as he prepped to stand.

"One more thing before you go." Kurt sat back down, "How old is he?"

Kurt's eyes widened in fear. Carole hummed in question, "Twe-twenty-seven." He sputtered.

"Ten years difference." Carole muttered in a whisper to herself.

Kurt knocked on the door to Blaine's classroom. Blaine answered it with a bright smile that fell quickly, "What's wrong?" He asked, worried.

"We need to talk."