Burt Pov

They seemed to be on the same page with whatever the hell it was they were talking about. Kurt even smiled for a moment, and jesus goddamnit! I wanted to know what the hell they were talking about.

"Hey Finn, you any good at readin lips?" I asked him.

"Nah. Sorry Burt." Finn told me with his hands is his pockets. Damn!

When Kurt looked up and smiled at me, I knew then that Kurt was coming back to this sham of a school. I sighed.

"Just keep an eye on your brother." I told Finn.

Finn nodded behind me and spoke. "Already one step ahead of you."

"Kurt. Before we transfer you back, you need to be completely sure that this is what you want to do. This is a really big deal son."

I was being completely serious and wanted him to take me completely seriously. But with the way that he was just eagerly nodding his head with the huge doofy smile on his face I couldn't tell. He was so excited and ecstatic about going back to McKinley. I wondered if he even realized what he was leaving behind in order to go back.

He has a boyfriend now.

Being around the two of them? It was clear as day to see that they loved each other. You don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure that out. But he seemed so okay with leaving, I was a little skeptical about letting him go back. He might regret this later.

"I want you to sure you're sure Kurt. Have you talked to Blaine?"

And just like that. At the mention of Blaine, the smile was wiped completely from his face, and I knew then, that he was calling Blaine right now.

See? I know my son.

Blaine Pov

"so. You're going back?"

"Yeah I am. Can we meet at the Lima bean? I think we should talk."

And before I knew it, I was making the drive out to Lima to see Kurt. I know that him going back to McKinley is a good thing. Really I do, and I am happy for him. But I am still really hurting for it. Kurt made being at school the absolute best part of my day. The best part. When hes gone, its gonna feel like part of me is missing too. I've gotten so used to Kurt being a part of the halls of Dalton. And leaving with him for coffee after school. And our stolen kisses in the halls. And walking hand in hand all through the campus. Id miss hearing him blabber on and on about things that no one but me and other gay boys would only understand.

I didn't want him to go, but I know that he isn't as happy at Dalton with me as he would be at McKinley with all of his friends. As much as I wish that he could stay at Dalton, I would much rather him be happy.

"I'm really going to miss you." I told kurt as I held his hand on the tabletop. I didn't even care who saw at this point. Afterall, we weren't going to be able to cuddle, kiss or anything anymore because there would be no safe halls of Dalton to do it in. so I need to make the best of every moment that I get with him.

"Kurt. Will you promise me that you'll stay safe?"

He just smiled at me and squeezed my hand reassuringly. "I promise. But im not going to miss you. Because I still want to see you al the time. After school every day and on weekends, and all the time! You can't get rid of me that easily."

I couldn't not smile. I don't know what I was worrying about. It wouldn't really be much different. I knew that it wouldn't the first time I told him that I was okay with him transferring back. We didn't have any classes together at Dalton so it shouldn't be that big of a deal for him to go back. I just want him to stay safe. I know how sarcastic he is and I don't trust Karofsky!

Not even a little bit.

"So were gonna be ok? Youre not gonna forget about me?"

"I could never forget you Blaine Anderson."

And right as he said it, I believed him. We were gonna be ok.

I loved him, and I already knew it. But I can't say it yet. It might be too soon. And I don't want to say it unless im sure that he wont freak out. I can't mess this up. Because Kurt Hummel, is perfect.

"God you're amazing!"

Kissing Kurt was like making out with a god. How in the hell he ever thought that he isn't sexy is beyond me. He is so much more than sexy. We were only sitting on the foot of his bed kissing, almost at make out point when I stupidly stopped.

"Kurt" I panted, upset at the loss of heat on my lips.

i immediately smacked myself for stopping kissing him for even one second, "isn't your dad downstairs?"

Kurt pulled away and bit his bottom lip a bit.

"Yeah." He said. He got up off of the bed and walked to his bedroom door and shut it quietly not making it click.

He hopped back to the bed. "Now where were we?" and he resumed kissing me. My breathing hitched as his lips parted and my hand flew to his waist. I pulled him down onto the bed leaning over him in the process. Our tongues were starting to swirl now, and this was getting to be a bit more new for us. We hadn't really made out like this before. Only for a few seconds where we cupped each others faces, but this was different. I thought to my hand on his waist, and my thoughts started to get away from me.

It probably isn't a good idea to let my thoughts get away from me. Kurt is inexperienced. I should probably take my hand off of his waist.

But just as I was about to do that, Kurt's hand went u to caress my lower back.

This is the hottest kissing we have ever done.

Both of our breathing was sped up and every time one of us inhaled, it just made the room hotter. I had to fight the urge to straddle him because kissing Kurt did things to my brain and the signals he was sending me were very, very sexy.

I pulled away as fast as I could and took my overshirt off. "its hot in here." I panted to reassure kurt that I wasn't trying to get naked, but the way that his mouth was still open and searching for my mouth, my guess was that he didn't mind. God that was hot.

When I got it off, (it took way too long I think), but I attached back to the boy beneath me and I kissed his top lip, and then proceeded to suck on his bottom lip a bit longer than I needed to and when I tried to let go, he leaned up closer to me refusing to let me drop the kiss. Before I even had time to possibly tell myself to maybe start thinking a little more with the head on my shoulders, I was starting to feel my pants feel tighter.

This was dangerous. If Kurt felt that, he'd surely freak out. He might even ask me to leave again.

I finally managed to pry my lips off of his, but they twitched right away. They were taking on a mind of their own, and did not want to let go.

Kurt's hands left my back and then entangled in my hair and I was suddenly very thankful for not gelling this morning because his hands in my hair, felt so awesome!

I looked from one of his eyes to the other, then to his haps and back to his eyes. He is beautiful.

I kissed his cheek. Then his chin. Then the underside of his jaw, and then his neck.

Kurt breathed into it and exhaled into my ear, and now, my jeans were really uncomfortable.

He lifted my head with both of his hands and started to kiss my lips again. He slid farther underneath me on the bed, and kiss me even deeper.

This was heaven. I must've died and this isn't real because I felt nothing but Bliss.

And as soon as I relaxed into that bliss, and started to let my hands wander lower down Kurt's waist, the door burst open.

I dropped my kiss with Kurt abruptly and looked to the door to see a very angry Burt Hummel glaring at the pair of us.

I quickly jumped off of Kurt and into the chair beside Kurts bed.

Kurt slowly scooched from lying down into a sitting position, and he was as red as a cherry tomato. His lips were swollen from my sucking on them, and I could swear that I could see something that looked like a bulge in his skinny jeans.

If I wasn't mistaken, it looked like this man was about to murder me.

Burt Pov

I swear is finn keeps on losing the damn tv remote for downstairs, im gonna kill him. I was heading to my room to get the remote for Carole and my tv when I noticed it.

Kurt's door was closed.

I swear to god, if they are doing anything besides watching a movie behind this door.

GASP!

Both boys jumped and looked absolutely terrified as I burst into the room.

Blaine jumped off of Kurt and I could honestly say that I did not like what was going on behind this door. For one thing, Kurt's lips and neck were dark pink and both boys were panting. Blaine's curls were wild and the button down shirt he came here in was on the edge of the bed and not on his body.

Everything just starting coming together in my head like a puzzle. The fact that he came to me to ask me to give my son the 'talk' and why immediately after that, they began dating.

Ok from what I knew of Blaine, he wasn't that kind of boy. He was respectful, and he really cared about Kurt. But still. He is a teenage boy, and I didn't like him that close to my son.

On his bed.

On top of him.

Of course, it isn't just Blaine, and I have to acknowledge that. Kurt was just as guilty. He was red as a cherry, he was panting as hard as Blaine was and his hands were on inappropriate places on his boyfriends body as well when I walked in.

"Dad." Kurt said breathlessly.

"Why the hell is the door closed Kurt?" I demanded at him, but the question was really to both boys.

"Uh…. Um.. i…."

There goes that guilty stuttering again.

"Kurt I made it very clear that the door is to stay open." I wasn't yelling, but the authority could be heard in my voice and I could clearly see, by the terrified look on Blaine's face that he was afraid.

"We….. We just…." Kurt still couldn't find the words, so, I took the lead.

"Downstairs now. Both of you." I said pointing out the door.

Neither boy moved.

"Now!" I almost yelled.

They jumped up and walked out of the room and I followed behind them.

They were both looking extremely guilty by the time we sat at the kitchen table. I stayed silent just to torture them for a few minutes. When I thought that Blaine was green enough, I broke the tension.

"So apparently Kurt, you didn't tell Blaine about the house rules, and you have obviously forgotten them yourself, because I specifically remember telling you that Blaine was not to be in your bed."

He looked down into his lap and Blaine tensed.

And I continued, "And I sure as hell know that the two of you should NEVER be in your bed at the same time."

"Dad i-"

"I'm not finished Kurt."

His shoulders sagged and he sat quietly. Blaine hadn't moved a muscle since we sat down here.

"I understand that Blaine is your boyfriend, and you can kiss your boyfriend Kurt. Theres nothing wrong with that, but I told you to keep the door open. And I know that you wouldn't close the door unless you knew that you were planning on doing something that you wouldn't want me to walk in on."

"No, Mr. Hummel we didn't-"

"Blaine," I cut him off, and he silenced instantly. "Im not saying you were planning on doing anything more, but im not okay with what you were doing."

Kurt looked liked he didn't understand, but Blaine slumped his shoulders as well and he felt very guilty. He knew exactly what he was doing.

"Blaine, I don't want to see you kissing places that aren't Kurt's lips. You got that? You boys are 16 years old and I know how fast things can escalate."

" but Dad we weren't-"

"Kurt, if you interrupt me one more time."

"But dad-"

"KURT!"

He crossed his arms defiantly, and I looked to Blaine who was giving Kurt a pleading look to please not make me angrier. I laughed inside. I knew that he was wondering if I had a shotgun or something. Im glad im intimidating.

"The door stays open. You don't do anything inappropriate that you know that I wouldn't approve of. and you always respect each others boundaries. Don't let your hands roam because by god boys, I swear, I will cut them off. You are not to have sex. Any kind of sex and if you don't value your penises, and do decide to do it anyway, you are going to be safe, got it?"

Blaine nodded his head rapidly and Kurt sighed but nodded as well.

"I know what its like being a teenage boy. Raging hormones and urges, but neither of you two are ready to have sex and I don't want you having sex, do you understand?"

They both nodded again.

"Can I talk now?" I nodded to Kurt. "Ok, dad, im sorry I closed the door. I wasn't thinking. but we didn't do anything."

Blaine finally met my eyes, "Im sorry mr. Hummel."

I nodded to him, and then addressed my son.

"Kurt, you know what you were doing. You were groping each other. That alone is not ok with me. and Blaine was kissing down your body, and laying on top of you. You may not think its that big of a deal, but I think Blaine knows exactly why I am not ok with it." He knew what I was referring to and the guilt was practically seeping out of him. "Things can turn from making out to more than that in no time at all. Especially when your hands are wanderin."

Kurt sighed and looked down at his hands again. He knew that I was right. "Ok. I'm sorry dad. It wont happen again."

I got up from the table. "Yes it will."

I started to walk out of the kitchen, but turned back when neither of the boys had moved. "Are we clear on the bedroom rules? No more than making out, keep your hands above the neck, and the two of you stay off of the bed together."

Kurt nodded and Blaine voiced a "Yes Mr. Hummel."

Ok this Mr. Hummel thing was getting old fast. No more of that. "Call me Burt kid, you're making me feel too old."

He just nodded at me and smiled.

I turned and walked out of the kitchen to go back to watching tv. Which I still had no remote for. "I need a beer." I mumbled.

Kurt pov

"Ok that was embarrassing." I sighed scooting my chair closer to Blaine.

"embarrassing? I thought your dad was going to kill me. Or cut off my-"

I burst out laughing! "he's the biggest softie in the world! He's just trying to be intimidating. But hes a gentle giant."

"I heard that" dad yelled from the couch.

Blaine giggled. We went back up to my room and kept the door wide open. Blaine insisted.

"Im gonna miss being with you every day." Blaine said taking my hand in his.

"Were still going to see each other every day. If I have my way, we'll be seeing each other after school and not leave each others sight on the weekends. You don't have to worry about not getting to spend enough time with me. Your probably gonna get sick of me." I told him with sass.

He smiled and came to sit beside me on the bed. "I could never get sick of you." He pecked a gentle kiss on my lips, and before he could allow me to melt into it, he pulled away.

I sighed. So much for finishing our make out session.

"Let's not let ourselves get carried away again. I don't think I can take it if your dad comes up here to find us kissing."

I cupped his cheek. "well he said we can kiss Blaine."

Blaine bit his lip. "Yeah, I know but… I don't think that I can only kiss your lips. When I was kissing you, I couldn't keep my hands to myself. I wasn't even able to think straight."

I smiled at him. "Well, I don't want you to think straight. I want you to think gay. I want you to think very very gay." And I kissed him again, this time with more passion, and he let me part his lips this time.

I never thought that kissing could be this much fun. The way that Blaine tasted, and the way that his lips were warm against mine. The way that his hands were a little rough as they eld my face and waist. He was amazing and being near him this way was so hot. And being underneath him was something that I couldn't even describe. Before my dad caught us and we were making out while laying down, it was so new. It was sexy and it was…. Intimate. I know that I am not ready to have sex. Though now that I know about it, I do want to with Blaine one day. But not that soon. And hey, if kissing was this awesome, I don't need to actually have sex with Blaine.

But I knew that he would want to sometimes. He probably does now if the feeling against my thigh earlier wasn't all in my head. His knee was pressed up against my 'buisness' then too. I hoped he didn't feel my growing… ness.. That would've been incredibly embarrassing. I don't know how he'd have reacted to that.

Blaine's hand found mine and interlaced our fingers. The kiss right now though was sweeter. More calm, and less sensual than before, but it was still nice. I love kissing Blaine. It's the best part of my day, and now that we are finally really tongue kissing, I couldnt've been more excited.