When Kurt got home that evening Burt and Carole were on the deck. Blaine had big, red puffy eyes from crying. And both seemed to notice.

"Um Blaine, honey, why don't you take a nap and i'll join you in a second." Kurt suggested.

Blaine nodded somberly. He just wanted this baby to have all the love it could get from both sides of the family but, that wasn't going to happen.

Once Blaine was out of hearing area Burt lost it. "What did he do?! I'm going to kill him."

"Well...I kinda handled it." Kurt chuckled. 

"What did you do?"

"I had a hormonal explosion. I went all Jackie Chan on their ass."

Burt chuckled. "Well I proud of you for sticking up to those assholes."

"Thanks." Kurt didn't realize how bad they were. It had hit him. Kurt hated friday dinner's with his family But, Blaine would give his right arm for that. "It was awful dad. They made us sit at a separate table and there was only pictures of cooper and none of Blaine." Kurt began to cry. "I love you, dad. I know I don't tell you enough but, I do."

Burt got up and hugged him. Was this a mood swing? He didn't know. "You ok?" 

"Yeah just...I never knew how great I had it till now."

Burt smiled and ruffled his hair. "I love you to kid."

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Kurt knocked on the door lightly. 

Blaine quickly straightened up wiping the tear tracks off his face. "Come in."

Kurt came in and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "You ok?"

Blaine nodded and wiped a freshly new tear away. 

Kurt knew Blaine wasn't fine. He always bottled his feelings up because he had no one to talk to all his life till he met Kurt. "Babe it's ok to talk about it."

Blaine's face just melted as he began to sob into Kurt's chest. "I'm so sorr-"

"Shhh." Kurt cooed stroking his hair. "It's ok, baby. We don't need them. So many people love, and accept you for who you are. Carole, Burt, Finn, Rachel, Chase, they all love you. You know that? They love you so much Blaine...I love you and so does this little nugget. That's all you need."

Blaine nodded as he clutched on to Kurt's shirt for deer life. He needed to stop crying. Stress wasn't good for Kurt. "I love y-you to." 

Kurt rubbed his back and pressed soft kisses to his curly locks.