Kurt's house was beautifully designed. He smiled thinking that probable Kurt had given straight orders to Burt and Carole in order to let him design and d�cor the way he wanted. His boyfriend did have a great sense of fashion; just by looking at his closet anyone could tell he expressed himself through his clothes. It wasn't until Blaine reached the living room that he realized this wasn't Kurt's house, it was Kurt's home. On top of a wooden cupboard, that matched with the table in the centre of the room and the chairs, were many picture frames. He intended to move closer, to look at those pictures suspecting they would've be Kurt's or Finn's young years, but the hand holding his pulled him away from his intentions.

'Hi, sweetheart! Welcome home!' a feminine voice said, approaching to where both boys were standing. That was Carole. She had gentle features, mother-like. She tugged Kurt in a half-hug, considering Blaine hadn't loosen up his tight grip to Kurt's hand. 'Hello! You must be Blaine. It's so nice to finally meet you!' One second later, she was hugging Blaine. He returned the hug and smiled. She was nice, just as Kurt had told him. 'I'm Carole, Burt's in the garage; I'll let him know you boys are here. Kurt, show Blaine around while I search for your dad'. She disappeared to the kitchen. 'BURT! HONEY, THE BOYS ARE HERE!'

Blaine's insecurities came crawling as he waited for Kurt's dad to appear. As always, his boyfriend understood his feelings without even speaking.

'Just so you know, I'm nervous too! But I know everything's going to be alright, we've been dating for almost a month and I feel we are at the 'Meeting the parents' stage. I already know your dads so that won't be much of a problem, they already love me'.

'Who would be crazy enough to not love you?' Blaine said. He noticed Kurt's blush and realized he had just told Kurt he loved him. It wasn't that he didn't actually love Kurt, he did, very much. But the sole thought of telling Kurt gave him the chills. He didn't know if Kurt would correspond to the feeling, they where still in baby steps and telling Kurt this would only rush everything up. It was so complicated. Above all this, he was in Kurt's home, listening to boots' steps coming closer and closer. 'Kurt, I-I—'

'Hello kiddo!' Burt said pulling Kurt for a hug. This time, he let go of Blaine's hand, leaving him standing there, watching the scene, feeling like the odd one out. 'You've been missed!'

'Hi dad! I've missed you too. Wearing a cap again, are we?' Kurt laughed. Blaine smiled at this sound and suddenly felt a pair of eyes examining him. 'Dad, this is Blaine. Blaine, Dad'

'Hello Mr. Hummel. I'm Blaine Anderson-Berry. Thank you very much for inviting me tonight. You have a beautiful house, thank you for having me over. I—' he was cut by Burt tapping his shoulder and nodding.

'Call me Burt, son. And stop thanking us, we are glad to have you here. So, how's Dalton?'
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Kurt couldn't believe his father's words. He was rather nervous because he hadn't warned Burt of not scaring Blaine away with the 'Are you taking care of my child?' or 'I have a shotgun in the basement, with a bullet at the ready'. He started to feel more relaxed as he watched Blaine interact with his dad.

'Interested in football?' Burt asked Blaine as he served himself some beans. Kurt was eager to know his answer, there were so many things he didn't know about Blaine. Most of them were small things like favorite color, designer, flowers, song, item of clothing, musical instrument… 'I know nothing about him. God, we are always talking about myself, and my things, my problems. That has to change, immediately' Kurt thought.

'Buckeyes fan actually. My dads don't really like football, but I've developed deep love for the sport. We have a team at Dalton, but we haven't qualified for any major tournament'

'There's a game tonight. Do you wanna stay and watch it? I bet Kurt's going to stay just because you are here, but did you know he was actually kicker for the Titans at McKinley?'

Kurt's face went red. He regretted thinking his father wouldn't make a fool of him. 'I hope he doesn't mention the Cheer—'

'He was also a cheerleader for the Cheerios. Quite the good times'

Kurt quickly looked at Blaine. He couldn't guess what Blaine's eyes said.

'You- ehm- you were the kicker AND a cheerleader? For real? Like with the costume and everything? Tell me you used pompons' Blaine said, looking at Kurt's lips. Kurt blinked quickly and coughed subtly.

'Erm, yes' he swallowed hard. 'Is there anything else you should tell Blaine about me? Or can we proceed with this lovely dinner so I can take Blaine on a little tour round the house?' Kurt replied looking straight at his father.

'I had photo albums to show you, Blaine. You will not believe that was your boyfriend!'

Burt had said it. Out loud. Boyfriend. Both boys froze.

'Actually, I would love to see those pictures. Don't worry Kurt, you've seen my baby pictures. I look awful in most of them' Blaine said, siding with Burt.

'You don't look awful in those, Blaine. You would never look awful, as hard as you try. Unlike me, you weren't chubby and full of freckles.'

'Have you seen the clothes I was wearing? Those hideous monos and animal sweaters. Who in the world would wear them?'

'Your sister Blaine, thank god you didn't take her fashion taste, because otherwise we'd be ruined!' Kurt said dramatically. Both boys laughed as Carole got to the table carrying a huge trunk labeled 'Kurt'. He was already feeling embarrassed.
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One hour passed and the last remaining album in the trunk was taken out.

'Aw, that's so cute! You held tea parties for your dad and your toys? You even had little cupcakes and everything. God, I'm jealous. I wanted to go to your tea parties! Sucks that I missed them' Blaine said childishly with a small pout forming on his lips as he kept going through the album.

'You actually went to one' Kurt said holding out a pair of lost photographs in the bottom of the trunk. Blaine couldn't believe his eyes.

On the first photo, there were two little boys. Both with bowties and shirts tugged inside their pants, sitting in each side of a small round table, laughing. Blaine's hair was gelled back and his smile was huge and shiny. Kurt was smiling but looking right at Blaine. Whereas the other picture showed a smiling Rachel sitting in the grass, with the tea party in the background.

Blaine thought Kurt was keeping this photo because his best friend was featured. But as he took a deeper look to the photo he realized this wasn't probably the reason.

In the back of the photo he could see his boyfriend and him, sitting in a hammock. Holding hands. Tears started to form in his eyes as he looked at Kurt and smiled. They were sitting alone as Burt and Carole had left, giving them a little privacy. He rose from his sit and took both Kurt's hands in one of his as he hold the picture in the other. He kissed the spot in the picture where both boys were. He tugged the photo in his pants' back pocket.

'I'm going to keep it, if you don't mind'.

'Why?' Kurt asked, moving forward, still with Blaine's hand in his.

'This is destiny, Kurt. We were destined to be together. Don't you realize we were expecting this since we were kids? The way you look at me in the other photo, and how we are holding hands in this one are proof that we were supposed to be together since always' He finished his sentence by joining his lips with Kurt's. This was it. Kurt was it. He always had been, but now everything was clearer.

'I'm so happy Blaine. There are no words to describe my feelings right now; all this is because of you. Because of who you are and who you let me be. You accept me, my chubby past, my intimidating father, my constant to-and-fro with every decision I take and—' Kurt was cut by Blaine's finger in his mouth, signing him to stop talking. Blaine couldn't hold it inside any longer, he needed to get it out of his system.

'Kurt, there is a moment… When you say to yourself 'Oh there you are' I've been looking for you forever, hell I've loved you since I can remember'. Blaine said bluntly. 'I fall in love with you every day a little more with your smile, your touch, your kisses, your voice, and the mere sound of my name in your lips gives me these strange sensation, like I'm your property and I couldn't be happier with being yours. Only yours. I love you but I know I'm rushing everything,' Blaine's nervousness came right back as he pronounced his thoughts out loud 'a-and I know maybe you don't feel the same way yet, or maybe you never will but I need to let you know, shit, I need you to understand how much you mean to me—'

'I love you Blaine Anderson-Berry. How could I not love you?' Kurt said, quoting Blaine's previous words as they met in a fierce but love full kiss.