When Kurt woke up Blaine was sitting on the edge of the bed. He was in his clothes and had his back on Kurt. It seemed like he was just staring into the wall. The clock only showed 6.45, so Kurt rubbed his eyes and rolled over to lie on his side.

"Blaine? Are you okay?" He mumbled weakly.

There was silence. At first Kurt wondered if Blaine had even heard him. He was just about to ask again when Blaine answered, not moving a muscle.

"I can't go down there. What if they send me away? Or tell us that we can't be together -" Blaine said, his voice clear as bells.

In a clumsy motion Kurt got to his knees and crawled over the mattress. He put his arms around Blaine's shoulders, resting his chin lightly on the right with his cheek against Blaine's ear.

"What? Now, why would they send you away? And this is just as much about me as it is about you. If they send you away they will send me away and we can go away together. Also, if they say they don't want us to be together we will be anyway. I'm not giving you up so easily," Kurt declared and kissed his neck.

"But – I don't know anymore. I just wanna be with you. But I can't hurt my mom," Blaine said thickly. He turned his head slightly and made Kurt's lips pout against his cheek.

"We will be together. It will all work out, I am sure. Don't worry, baby," Kurt smiled and squeezed around his boyfriend's shoulders.

"Let's just go down there and get it over with. Imagine if we can actually hold hands in glee club today," Kurt beamed, desperate to get Blaine to smile again.

"I really would love to have everyone know that you're my boyfriend," Blaine said with a crooked smile. He turned his torso and wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist to drag him close for a kiss that had Kurt squirming in his arms.

"Blaine! I have morning breath," he giggled and twisted himself out of Blaine's grip.

"I'll survive," Blaine grinned teasingly.

Kurt got off the bed. Blaine started to make the bed and sat down to watch Kurt while he watched Kurt get dressed. It was nice that they had come to a point where they weren't overly sensitive about their bodies around each other anymore. Kurt loved the way Blaine looked at him and adored his body – but he also hated the sadness in his eyes when his gaze reached below Kurt's waist.

As soon as they were ready they hugged each other and shared a brief kiss with promises that it would be alright, that nothing could take them apart, before they took a deep breath and opened the door. Headed for breakfast with their Doom.

xXx

The tension in the kitchen was thick. Their parents were already at the table, clearly waiting for the boys to join them, clearly waiting for the boys to join them. Coffee had already been poured in the mugs on the table in front of the chairs.

They shot each other a scared glance and carefully sat down in their usual seats. Their parents watched them with hawkeyes, following their every move. Kurt took a sip of his coffee, but Blaine was frozen in his spot.

"We talked. Actually, we sat up all night discussing this... I don't even know to describe it. This thing," Kurt's dad opened. It was impossible to read what direction this was headed in.

"Let's – start with the beginning. I guess that would be the easiest," Blaine's mom sighed. She turned her coffee mug in her hands, watching the dark liquid dance in the porcelain before she looked back to her sons.

"When we met it was because we had one thing in common: our sons are gay. I needed help to tackle that. But – I got so much more than just help to understand how I could support my son. I got help to untangle this mess my life had become. I got a family – a husband and one more son. A loving family, as opposed to the disaster of a marriage I was caught in. And my son, my beautiful boy with all the weight of the world on his shoulders, suddenly wasn't lonely anymore. He got a dad, and a best friend. It was more than I could ever have hoped for," she said, her voice a slight quiver. Clearly it was emotional for her to go through the memories of the past few years of her whirlwind-life.

"What brought us together was that our sons are both gay. We understood each other in things that parents to straight kids doesn't have to consider. And we brought our sons together – to give them each a brother who could understand them in a way that we would never be able to. We saw you as brothers. We still see you as brothers. As our children, our sons, of our marriage," she said.

Blaine shifted nervously in his chair. He kept his eyes on his untouched plate, unsure what to do about himself. He could feel everything inside of him twist and turn, his stomach trying to crawl out of his throat.

Kurt chewed on his lower lip. He could feel anxiety radiate from Blaine. He wanted to put his arm around him; hold him close and promise him that things would be okay, but to be honest he had no idea what direction they were headed in. Instead he took a deep breath and snuck his hand under the table to rest it on Blaine's thigh. Fortunately it didn't take more than a second before Blaine slipped his hand under the table and squeezed Kurt's hand so hard his nails could pop off.

"However, naturally things have changed. This was never one of the things we considered to happen. We thought you considered yourself as brothers, too. When you started spending all you time together we were thrilled. We were so happy that you got along so well and that you enjoyed each others company. Blaine, I have been so worried about you – we both have – but after you started spending so much time with Kurt you were hardly ever sad anymore. You seemed happy. You found a place in glee club, you found friends. I found peace of mind.

Blaine dared to send his mother a glance. Her eyes were teary and her lips were pressed together to a thin line over her face. Kurt's dad led his hand up to close around his wife's. She turned to smile at him, and returned her attention to the task at hand.

"I can't say this have been easy for us. We have discussed this from all angles. Pros and cons, what it will mean – both for you and for us..."

She paused, letting anticipation fill the room. She was getting close to revealing their finally verdict.

"But what we kept coming back to was: 'If the boys love each other, why shouldn't they?' We, if anyone, know how hard it is to find love. Burt lost his wife, and was alone with Kurt for a long time – my own marriage was to a man who despised my son, and me for loving our son unconditionally. Love doesn't just drop by."

She let a hand up to wipe a tear off her cheek. Blaine felt a strong urge to run around the table and hug her, but he settled for clenching Kurt's hand instead.

"Blaine, honey, you have had to deal with so much in your short life. You thought you would never find anyone to love you, and there was: right there in the next room. And Kurt, you have not had it easy yourself, and you have been so alone and reserved because the world let you think you had to. We know neither of you wear your heart on your sleeve, that you don't throw yourself around like you don't matter. Or take easy on love and romance – which is why we have agreed that... this must be real and not some simple teenage crush. We trust you, and you have already been through the heavy matter regarding Blaine, and you are still here, in front of us holding hands under the table as if we wouldn't see."

That was it. Her voice broke and she couldn't speak anymore. She settled for taking a deep breath and lean back in her chair, gulping down a huge mouthful of coffee.

"What we wanna say is: we support you. We want you both to be happy, and if you are happy together then that is what will make us happy. It's not like you're related by blood," Kurt's dad concluded.

He put his arm around his wife and leaned back to have a clear look at the boys in front of him, both of whom were breathless. They had snapped their hands to themselves the moment Susan had mentioned that they weren't as discrete as they thought they were.

They both wanted to turn and throw their arms around each other. Cry and melt into each others embrace from relief – but they needed to make sure. They had to be completely certain.

"So, what you're saying is that, you don't mind us being... together?" Kurt dared to ask. It was no fun, but inevitable to ask the question so bluntly to avoid misconceptions.

"Nah. Not the bit. But we need to talk this through. We need to consider how to go around this and we have to have some sort of rules. We don't want you sneaking around. We want us to be honest with each other in this house."

Kurt's dad had his gaze locked on the boys, firmly observing them.

"We need to agree how to tackle this when it comes to people outside the family," he declared and Kurt was quick with a response.

"It's okay. We've agreed that we won't be, you know, public, as long as it will hurt your careers. We won't let this be on the cost of your public figures," he said, and Blaine nodded in eager consent.

"But that's the thing – we don't think it could do any damage to us, really. You are only brothers through our marriage and you didn't grow up together. We know it will raise some issues, but it's not anything we can't argue against. We don't want you to hide. Where's the point in you being out if you can't show in public with the person you love?" Susan argued.

Blaine felt his shoulders relieve a tension he hadn't known he had been keeping in. He felt himself relax and automatically lean in Kurt's direction.

"Of course we expect you to not flaunt it around or anything, but just... be natural about it," she ended with a saying shrug and emptied her mug.

"So, what you're saying is that... when we go to school today we can – actually be together? Not hide..." Blaine asked insecurely.

"Yes. We don't wanna keep you down. This really takes some time to get used to, but we just want you to be happy, boys -" Blaine's mom said with a smile.

It was too much now. Blaine couldn't hold back anymore. He jumped to his feet and ran around the table to hug his mom. He squeezed her tight, not caring about the tears now rolling down his face.

"Thank you. Just... thanks," he creaked out as her arms came up to hold around him, returning his embrace.

"Oh baby. It's okay. It's all good now. No more secrets, honey," she cooed and stroke his hair.

Kurt could feel his dad watching but he didn't care. He couldn't take his eyes off Blaine, the way he finally let all of the burned in guilt and pain out now that he was sure his mom was okay with them being together and that she wouldn't push him away for that. That was all Kurt wished for Blaine: for him to be happy.

"I'm sorry to break up the party, but I think the two of you should get something to eat quick so can get to school before you're late," Kurt's dad broke in.

Blaine slowly backed away from his mom and let her dry away the tears on his face before he rubbed his eyes and sat back down next to Kurt. Under the table Kurt squeezed his thigh quickly and hurried to return his attention to the plate in front of him. The family ate their breakfast in silence, everyone relieved that there was nothing more to be hidden for anyone in their home.

xXx

"Are you ready to do this?" Kurt asked, his eyes piercing into Blaine's, the blue intense and sparkling with anticipation. After a brief second Blaine nodded firmly. He knew he didn't seem as confident as he wanted, but it was much more more than he actually felt.

"It's a huge step. We can't un-do this once it's done," Kurt reminded him softly, a finger brushing over Blaine's thigh, electricity firing between them.

"I know. But I wanna do this with you. You're the only one I was do this with," Blaine peeped out, biting his lower lip from the sound of his own voice being weak and light.

"Me too. I love you so much, Blaine. Let's just... get this over with," Kurt said under his breath. He leaned in to press a lingering kiss on Blaine's mouth. He realized his head was feeling light and he was unsure whether it was the right thing to do, but he really did want to share this moment with Blaine.

They shared a quick smile and a series of quick pecks before they took a deep breath and got out of the car. Kurt pressed the button and locked up before he walked around the car – and stretched his hand out for Blaine to take it so they could walk into William McKinley High School with locked hands as a couple for the first time in their lives.

They crossed the parking lot with uncertain steps and entered the school halls buzzing with people complaining over it being Monday, or that they hadn't finished their homework, or people gossiping about the parties of the weekend. When they reached Kurt's locker they stopped and turned to face each other.

"I have to get ready for class. But... I'll see you in the break, right?" Kurt smiled and squeezed Blaine's hand a little harder. Blaine looked to the ground and with hesitation he took half a step closer.

"Of course. I uhm... I was thinking that maybe we could tell Tina what happened. And then – we can hang with her today and be, you know, normal. She won't make a big deal out of it," Blaine mumbled weakly.

"That's a good idea. I'll meet you at your locker later," Kurt agreed.

He wasn't sure Blaine was really ready for this, but he didn't want to drag it out and then they would never get around feeling natural about it – so Kurt leaned closer and pressed a kiss to the corner of Blaine's mouth.

"Kurt – I..." Blaine started with panic fuming inside him. He moved back as a knee-jerk reaction, but when he looked at Kurt he reminded himself that it was time they put behind the secret, and instead of objecting he smiled.

"I'll see you later," he mumbled with red cheeks and dragged himself down the hall towards his locker.

xXx

Sitting with Tina during lunch made it easier. After they had explained the situation to her they proceeded to eat and didn't address the issue anymore. The boys held hands under the table, and even though Blaine was nervous he didn't think too much of it as they started laughing at Tina's mom not recognizing Brad Pitt in the new Chanel No. 5 ad.

It turned out to be glee club that was the hardest. They knew that this should be their free space, but really it made them even more on the edge.

As they entered the choir room they had their hands locked and walked super close. Kurt felt like Blaine was trying to pop his fingers off from the sheer force with which he was clenching his hand, but he knew how he was feeling so he didn't say anything. He only tried calming Blaine down by caressing his hand with his thumb and stroking his hand over his arm as they sat down.

They went through the lesson with ease. No one mentioned anything and neither did they. Tina had suggested that to avoid dealing with drama they could wait until Friday and both change their relationship status on Facebook. That way everyone would know, but they didn't have to face people for days and could just turn off their phones if anyone called. So that was how it would be going down.

"I didn't know being gay was an excuse for incest, but it looks like The Siamese Twins don't agree," Santana smirked as they all walked down the hall after glee club.

Blaine stopped frozen in the middle of the hall, fortunately completely deserted except for the glee kids. However, everyone stopped to stare at them. Usually no one paid much attention to her remarks, but with their locked hands it was hard for people to ignore.

"Good thing you can't have babies. Imagine the gel abnormalities they would have," Santana snickered to herself, her boots clicking as she walked past them, giving them the elevator glare.

"Mind your own business, Santana -" Kurt snapped and turned to Blaine.

"It's fine. Just ignore her," he said lowly and caressed a hand down Blaine's arm.

"What is she talking about?" Quinn asked and took a careful step closer.

"We have an incestuous couple in our midst. Gay and Gayer here have been dating and fucking for months. But it's not until they now they have gone semi-public," Santana said and rolled her eyes, her arms crossed over her chest in a very 'You're all stupid for not seeing it'-kind of way.

"Is that true? And Kurt, you didn't tell me!" Rachel whined, her eyes huge with the feeling of betrayal she so obviously was feeling.

"We are not fu... yes, we are – together. But this is exactly the reason we didn't tell anyone. We didn't want to hear your incest or gay jokes. It's not incest, we are not related, and our parents support us," Kurt thundered at them all, not letting go of Blaine's hand once.

"Dude, relax. I think it's awesome – so what if your parents are married. If you like each other screw it all," Puck said and padded Blaine's back in a way that almost sent him to the floor.

"So you're finally be getting some, Anderson," Puck smirked and wiggled his eyebrows.

"It isn't like that," Blaine mumbled and looked away, hoping no one would see the flames filling his cheeks.

"Just stop it. Now you know: we're together, a couple, a thing, an item if you want. We just don't want to make a big deal out of it," Kurt groaned and hoped Blaine wasn't about to pass out.

"See ya all tomorrow," Kurt said and started walking towards the exit, Blaine clinging to his hand and following with quick steps.

They rushed over the parking lot and into Kurt's car. Blaine folded his arms around his midsection and looked out the windshield, not saying a word as Kurt buckled up.

"Are you okay? It wasn't exactly ideal, but I think it went pretty well all things considered," Kurt tried carefully. He wanted to reach out to take Blaine's hand, but he wasn't sure Blaine would be up for that right now. It seemed like he needed a moment to gather himself.

"It's fine. Now... everyone knows and in a few days no one will think twice about it. Right?" Blaine said with a nod, seeming more like he wished for Kurt to assure him that it was like that, rather than him saying that he actually believed it. To be honest he was scared which comments were to come over the next couple of days.

"Yes. That's right. And with Nationals and everything coming up no one will bother paying us attention. We'll be fine. I promise," Kurt cooed and leaned over to kiss Blaine's cheek.

He was just about to back away when Blaine grabbed his face and pulled him closer, pressing their mouths together.

"Everything will work out now," Blaine smiled and brushed his thumb down Kurt's cheekbone and was rewarded with a wide grin.

"Yes. Everything will be good. I am sure," he smiled and gave Blaine a series of quick pecks.