It has been a week since Kurt moved in and they were already packing to move into their new place. The thought made Blaine do this weird arm flaily bouncing thing- but only when he was alone. The day after Kurt had moved in, Blaine went and talked to the the building manager about switching units. He may have taken Ali with him to win the lady over with cuteness, and it totally worked. They would be moving up two floors into a three bedroom, two bathroom unit. The living room was much bigger as well, but the kitchen was smaller than the one they were currently in. The best part was the patio, they could sit outside now and just listen to the sounds of the city below.

Kurt and Blaine had their first arugment when Blaine insisted on Kurt taking the master bedroom with the en suite bathroom. But, under Kurt's extreme glare, Blaine relented and agreed to take the larger room. Besides, he hoped that eventually it would be both of their rooms. Blaine loved the new place since Ali's room would be right next to his, with Kurt being just down a short hallway

The rent was a bit more, but Blaine had worked everything out with his mother and hoped she wouldn't let his father in on the move. He knew his father didn't pay close attention to his finances when they were Blaine related, so he wasn't too worried about that.

Kurt and Blaine were in the middle of packing, Kurt carefully placing books in boxes while Blaine packed up the kitchen. Blaine suddenly had and idea and went to Kurt holding out a small plastic card. Kurt looked at the card then at Blaine, raising his eyebrow in question.

Blaine smiled and waved the card a bit. "Take it."

"No way."

"Not permanently. I want you to go out and buy whatever you want for your room. Furniture, decorations, whatever you want."

Kurt shook his head and took a step away. "No way Blaine."

"Kurt please. Take it. If you don't, I'll be forced to buy things for you and as punishment I will purposely buy mismatching things. I'm thinking Hunter Orange would be a good color for a bedspread and lime green throw pillows, what do you think?"

Kurt glared. "You're not serious."

"I'm not? I'm pretty sure I was. You got your way with me taking the master, I will get my way on this."

"Blaine."

"Kurt."

They stared at each other for a few moments, Kurt glared while Blaine pouted and waved the card again. Kurt rolled his eyes then groaned, grabbing the card out of Blaine's hand. "Fine! But you're coming with me and we're getting a new sofa."

Blaine's heart skipped a beat at the we're but nodded and smiled. "Of course Kurt! Thank you!"

Kurt rolled his eyes again and they both went back to work. Ali had been confused by all of the boxes, but once she discovered they made excellent toys, she was hardly ever seen by Kurt or Blaine. They slowly took the smaller, less needed, things up to their new place and decided to hire a moving company to move the heavy stuff.

After another week, they were fully moved in. They had gone shopping for all of Kurt's new things, plus a new huge couch. When they were shopping, Blaine didn't miss when Kurt stared at a sewing machine longinly and wondered why he didn't just get it. Kurt had stared at it, then shook his head a bit sadly before walking off. He made and excuse to Kurt about looking at new cribs, then went and looked at the machine. He didn't know how expensive sewing machines usually were, but he didn't think the price was bad. He would definitely be getting this for Kurt. It would just be a matter of being able to hide it before he was ready to surprise Kurt with it.

They day after they had finished moving in, Blaine couldn't wait any longer, so he went and hid himself in his room while Kurt was feeding Ali. He tied a big red bow around the sewing machine -praying he wasn't wrong about the longing look on Kurt's face- then tip-toed down to Kurt's room and placed it on top of the dresser. He was grinning to himself, thinking he was so sneaky. He listened for a moment and heard the sink running in the kitchen, signaling that Kurt was done feeding Ali.

Blaine practically bounced to the kitchen and grabbed Kurt's wrist and leading him and Ali back towards Kurt's room.

"Blaine! What are you doing?"

"Shh. I have a surprise for you." He stopped outside Kurt's door and grinned back at him. "Okay go on in and see if you see anything that's different."

Kurt blinked at him. "Oh...kay?" Kurt stepped past Blaine, giving him a confused look as he passed.

He stepped into his room and his eyes zeroed in on the exact sewing machine he had been dreaming about. He gasped quietly and walked over to his dresser, reaching his hand out to make sure he wasn't seeing things. He turned to Blaine with watery eyes, "B-Blaine. How did you-"

Blaine stepped up next to Kurt, still smiling. "I saw you looking at them when we were furniture shopping. I don't really know why you didn't just get it then, but it looked like something that would make you happy, so I got it. If it's- if it's not like a good model then we can exchange it. I just thought-"

"Blaine stop. It's..perfect." He was crying now, unable to stop.

Blaine quickly pulled Kurt into an awkward hug with Ali smushed between them. "Shhh. It's okay. Why are you crying?"

Kurt made a sniffling noise and shook his head. "I'm sorry I'm sorry. I just. He...I had my mother's old sewing machine. I l-left it out one day by accident and he...he smashed it." They never referred to Lawrence by name anymore. It was always 'he' and they both instantly knew who it was. Kurt took a deep breath. "He just..smashed it. One of the last things I had of her."

Blaine was trying to hold back his own tears. He set Ali down and pulled Kurt in for a tight hug. "I'm so sorry Kurt. I know this can't replace your mother's, but I know you went to fashion school and have seen your closet and know you must have made some of those things. I thought...I'm sorry, I didn't want to make you cry. Even if you are tragically beautiful."

"Blaine. Why are you so- just. Thank you Blaine. Seriously, I love it. I'm mostly crying because I'm happy. You're amazing."

Blaine pulled back with a smile. "Well thanks. And maybe I can get a sewing lesson out of this? I've never sewn in my life. I know, breaking a gay stereotype. Gasp!"

Kurt laughed and reached up to ruffle Blaine's hair. "You're a dork. But I can give you a lesson in sewing if I get a guitar lesson in exchange?"

"Deal."

They smiled at each other then the moment was broken by Kurt's phone ringing from the bed. Blaine picked up Ali and nodded to Kurt, giving him some privacy. He was still feeling smug over winning the battle of getting Kurt on his cell phone plan. He used the excuse that Kurt needed a phone for when he was here with Ali, in case anything happened. After that, Kurt didn't argue, just glared at Blaine.

Blaine took Ali to her room, where most of her toys now were, thanks to her slightly larger space now. They were playing with a toy that Blaine was rather sick of. Seriously, who wrote the songs for some of these toys? They were obnoxious and had a way of staying in Blaine's head for days. He heard Kurt's raised voice from down the hall and was insanely curious about who he was talking to, but didn't want to pry.

About an hour later, Kurt finally joined them in Ali's room, somehow looking paler. Blaine stood, looking concerned. "Are you okay?"

Kurt nodded and sat down in the rocking chair. "I, uh, I called my dad this morning." Kurt had been avoiding talking to his dad, knowing Burt would freak out after hearing about everything that happened with Lawrence. "He didn't answer because he didn't know the number and then had to work. That was him calling back."

Blaine still was mildly confused. "Is everything alright?"

"Well, I had to tell him everything that happened. Everything. He's, uh, he's not too happy. I tried telling him how good everything has been since. I tried telling him how amazing you are, but he's not convinced. He's already booked a flight to come out here. He wants to, um, make sure you're...okay."

Blaine just blinked for a while. "He's flying all the way out here just to make sure you're okay?"

Kurt nodded slowly and stood up. "I'm sorry Blaine. He can be a bit...overprotective sometimes. I think he forgets I'm not a teenager anymore."

Blaine was still standing there blinking in shock. "No. No, don't say sorry. Kurt that's amazing your father cares for you that much. I would love to meet him. He can stay in my room, I'll stay out on the couch. When does he get in?"

"You-you want to meet my dad?"

"Of course. He's obviously someone you care a lot about, and he clearly cares a lot about you. I-" He took a deep breath, "Kurt, you know I don't have to a good relationship with my father. To see that there's someone like me that has such a strong bond with their dad...I just...I want to see what that's like."

"Oh Blaine..."

Blaine gave a little smirk. "I promise to be on my best behavior."

Kurt laughed and shook his head. "I'm not worried about you. My dad tries to be intimidating, but he's such a big teddy bear that it's hard to keep up. You'll be fine though. I don't think anyone can resist your stupid charm."

"Hey! My charm is not stupid."

"Uhh, it is when you're making me wait."

Blaine ducked his head and blushed. It made his heart flutter when Kurt hinted at wanting something more with him. "Kurt you know I-"

"I do and I appreciate it."

Blaine's face felt like it was on fire. Subject change would be good right about now. "So uh, when does your dad get in? Does he need to be picked up?"

"He gets in pretty early in the morning. I'll go pick him up. Best to have the meeting be somewhere not in public."

"Should I be scared?"

Kurt laughed and shook his head. "No. I feel like you see me cry enough, and I know I'll do more crying once I see him again. He'll have a hard time trying to comfort me while still trying to be intimidating. Plus, I don't want to have to drag Ali along."

Blaine smiled and couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. "Right. Well, I'll get new sheets and stuff ready for the morning if you don't mind watching her?" Kurt shook his head and Blaine went to get his room ready to be changed in the morning.

Now that he didn't have to reassuring presence of Kurt in the room, he couldn't help but be nervous. He knew he had nothing to be nervous about, he was a charming guy that usually had no problem conversing with people. This felt different though. As if not getting approval from Kurt's father meant he wasn't good enough for Kurt. He was just have to show how much he cared about his son, and how he would do anything in his power to make Kurt feel safe and happy.

The next morning, Blaine woke when he heard Kurt's alarm going off down the hall. He hadn't spent much of his night sleeping, but instead created this image of a fifty foot tall man that breathed fire and kept Kurt locked away in a tower. Okay, so maybe he could have done with some sleep, but it was too late now. Luckily it was Saturday and he didn't have to worry about class or anything.

He rolled out of bed and left his room just as Kurt was leaving his. Blaine mumbled a good morning but sounded more like 'gmummb'. He shuffled into the kitchen to start the coffee. He heard Kurt start the shower so Blaine went to change out his sheets. He made sure to make the bed look extra perfect and comfortable, and made sure his room was completely tidy. He went around the apartment and straightened everything, even though the room was already immaculately clean. Blaine was caught by Kurt after about his third time wiping invisible dust off the TV stand.

"Blaine, what are you doing?"

"Um."

Kurt laughed and came to place his hands on Blaine's shoulders. "Adorable. Just relax okay?"

Blaine nodded and took a breath. "There's coffee out there. Are you leaving soon?"

Kurt glanced at the clock. "Probably in about twenty minutes."

Blaine bit his lip and shuffled his feet a little. "Can you do something for me?" At Kurt's questioning look, Blaine asked, "Can you help me pick out something to wear?"

Kurt threw his head back and laughed but quickly slapped his hand over his mouth so he wouldn't wake Ali. "Oh my gosh you are adorable! Come on you dork." Kurt grabbed his hand and walked back to Blaine's room, shaking his head and laughing.

"Kuuuurt. It's not funny!"

"Oh my god! Did you just stomp your foot?"

Blaine stood in his doorway and crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out his bottom lip. Kurt had the sudden urge to kiss him, but because of Blaine's stupid rule, he couldn't. Not yet. He settled for ruffling Blaine's hair then walked to his closet. A short while later, there was a perfect outfit laying on Blaine's bed.

"I swear to God, if you put a bowtie on I will burn your entire collection."

Blaine gasped in fake horror. "Don't say such terrible things Kurt!"

Kurt laughed and shook his head. "You should get in the shower before Ali wakes up. I'm gonna head out. See you in little while. I'll text you when we're almost here so you don't have a panic attack."

Blaine smiled gratefully. "Thanks Kurt. See you later."

An hour later, Blaine was dressed-sans bowtie-, had Ali dressed and fed and was now pacing the apartment. He can't remember ever being this nervous in his life. Kurt had text him about five minutes ago saying they were close. Every so often, he would go to the front door and look out the peep hole. He was being ridiculous. He knew if Kurt and his dad walked in right now he would look stupid. He took a calming breath and went and sat next to Ali and her building blocks.

He tried to focus his mind completely on the task of building a simple pyramid for Ali to knock over. It was working too because if Blaine didn't build fast enough, Ali would start yelling at him in the most adorable way ever. He would laugh every time she knocked if over then let out a peal of laughter of her own.

Then Blaine heard the front door start to open and he instantly felt like throwing up. He didn't know what to do. Should he keep playing with Ali and pretend he didn't hear the door open, or should he get up and greet them? Good thing he was semi hidden by the couch, and Kurt saved him any decision by calling out for him.

Blaine stood fast, picking Ali up with him because he just couldn't do this alone. "Hey! Welcome back!" He tried smiling as warmly and inviting as he could, but he got his first look at Burt Hummel and felt his nerves reach an all time high. Burt was a rather large man, and it wasn't just because Blaine was relatively tiny. Regardless of how terrified he felt, he stepped forward and held a hand out. "Nice to finally meet you Mr. Hummel, I'm Blaine this is Ali." He bounced Ali on his hip a little.

Burt took a moment to stare Blaine down before shaking his hand in return. "Call me Burt. It's nice to meet you too. Heard a lot about you both from this one." Burt ruffled Kurt's hair, Kurt slapped his hand away with an annoyed expression. Burt just laughed and reached out to give Ali's little hand a squeeze. "Hey there. Aren't you a pretty little girl?"

Ali looked up at Burt, then at Blaine, then back at Burt and let out a loud cry and buried her head in Blaine's shoulder. Blaine patted the back of her head and rocked her a little in his arms. "Oh baby girl, it's okay. Shhh." He gave Burt an apologetic smile. "Sorry. She's not really used to meeting new people. And she's kind of used to me and my smallness."

Burt laughed and looked at Kurt. "Maybe Kurt can take her in the other room so we can have some words?"

Kurt stiffened and glared at his father and warned, "Dad-"

Burt stared right back at his son and spoke in a tone that Blaine liked to think of as 'Dad Tone'. "Kurt."

Kurt knew better then to fight with his dad, they were both so stubborn. With a final warning look, he turned to Blaine, smiling apologetically and mothing 'sorry' before grabbing Ali out of his arms and carrying the crying girl to her room.

Blaine watched them go, feeling his palms begin to sweat as he turned back to look at Burt. He must have looked terrified because Burt laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "Relax kid. I just want to make sure my son is in the right place."

Blaine nodded and smiled. He really had nothing to worry about because Kurt indeed was in the right place, he just needed to find a way to make sure Burt could see that too. He certainly wasn't ready to have this conversations so soon though. "Of course. Sorry. Want to have a seat?" He gestured to the couch.

Burt nodded and made his way over, Blaine trailing after him. "Can I get you anything at all? Something to drink? There's still coffee if you'd like a mug."

Burt shook his head and sat down heavily, letting out a little groan as he got adjusted. "No thanks kid. Already told Kurt I wanna take you boys and Ali out for breakfast. Have a seat."

Blaine sat nervously at the edge of the couch. "Well thank you sir. That's really nice of you."

Burt chuckled a little. "None of that sir stuff."

Blaine blushed a little and smiled, he was feeling a little more at ease now that the shock of seeing Burt was wearing off. "Sorry si- Burt. Force of habit."

"I get that, and I appreciate that you have manners. Now that the pleasantries are aside, you treating my Kurt right? After he told me everything about this Lawrence prick I just need to be sure. That relationship never set right with me. Kurt wouldn't let me meet him and would never let me come to his place. Plus he always made up some excuse why Lawrence never came home for Holidays. To find out what he was doing to my boy." Burt shook his head looking so lost that it made Blaine want to cry. "Makes me wish I could go give that excuse for a man a piece of my mind...or fist."

Blaine chuckled a little at that. "Believe me, I feel the same. It's worse that I actually know where the guy lives, Don't worry though, my friend David got a good punch in. To answer your question, I would really like to believe I am treating him good. I really care for him, and nothing is more important in my life than making sure him and Ali are safe and happy. Your son is amazing and he deserves to be happy, and hopefully I'm doing okay at making him so."

Burt sat and eyed Blaine for a while, making Blaine nervous again. Had he said too much? Did Burt think that Blaine wasn't good enough for Kurt? After what felt like an eternity, Burt spoke while giving Blaine a knowing look. "You're right, my son is amazing. And just exactly how long have you been in love with him?"

Blaine blanched and felt his entire body blush, if that was even possible. His eyes darted to the hall and could faintly hear Kurt and Ali laughing. He looked back to Burt, shaking his head as he tried to get his words to work properly. "It's not like..we're not..he's just..we're just. Friends. We're friends. Roommates. It's not like-"

Burt laughed then leaned forward to pat Blaine's knee. "Kid, I've been here all of ten minutes and I can see you're head over heels for my boy. I have to say thank you for what did for Kurt. I know, I had to play the scary father for a little bit, but I can already tell you're good for him. I haven't seen him smile like he smiles in a really long time. So thank you."

Burt looked so earnest that suddenly Blaine's eyes were filling with tears. "Th-thank you sir. And I will never hide Kurt away like that guy did. He's meant to shine."

Burt smiled again. "He told me about what you're making him do." At Blaine's confused expression, Burt continued, "You know with waiting and all. Finding himself. I appreciate you aren't making him rush into anything. Sometimes, Kurt doesn't always know what's best for him and needs someone to guide him through things. He'll never admit it himself, and would probably murder me for saying so. My kid had it rough in school and he was always looking for someone to love him. Just, keep that in mind."

Blaine nodded. "I will sir- Burt. I had a hard time too. I don't know if Kurt told you, but I grew up in Ohio too, just a couple hours from Lima actually. I got lucky and got put in school with a zero bullying policy, but not before I was in the hospital for a week after an attack. I would never ever take advantage of Kurt. I couldn't live with myself, that's why I'm making him wait. If he decides he wants to be more than friends with me, then that's great. Perfect actually. But if he decides he wants something else, though it will be painful for me, I'll let him do whatever he thinks is best for him. And I'm not saying all this so you'll approve of me or whatever, it's all true. Though I do hope you will approve." He gave a little smile, which Burt returned.

"I can see why Kurt likes you." Blaine's heart stopped beating for a moment. "Thanks for being honest with me kid."

They smiled at each other then Blaine stood. "I'm sure you're a bit tired after traveling. Here, I'll take you to where you'll be staying in my room." He walked behind the couch and grabbed Burt's bag.

Burt got up to follow, eyeing Blaine. "And you'll be staying?"

"On the couch."

Burt nodded his approval and followed after Blaine. Blaine led them into his room and showed Burt where everything was then stepped back out to give Burt a little time to relax and settle. He walked into Ali's room to see Kurt looking at him nervously.

"I'm sorry Blaine! I told him not to do that and I-"

"Shh Kurt, it's fine. Your dad is cool. You're a lucky guy to have someone like him."

Kurt smiled and stood. "Yeah I am. He didn't threaten your life or anything did he?"

Blaine laughed and shook his head. "Not yet, but he's only been here a little while." And just because he couldn't hold back any longer, he pulled Kurt in for a gentle hug. When he pulled away, Kurt was looking at him curiously. "Sorry. I spent the whole morning freaking out. I just needed a hug."

Kurt laughed and brushed Blaine's hair back. "I told you there was nothing to worry about. I'm sure by the time he leaves Sunday night, you two will be the best of friends. You're both just big puppies."

Kurt was right. Once Burt found out that Blaine was a college football fan, they really started hitting it off. Blaine may have been trying his best to impress, but he couldn't help. Burt was such a caring guy, and Blaine never had that with his own father so it was nice that someone seemed to actually care for him. All in all it was a fantastic weekend and Blaine wanted to see more of Burt, and definitely wanted to meet Carole and Finn too. Kurt was also right that Burt was a big softy.

Ali finally had gotten used to Burt and took to following him around everywhere. Burt really did not seem to mind and often carried Ali everywhere with him. She was definitely being spoiled by him. One of the cutest things Blaine had ever seen was watching Burt coo at Ali. Burt was definitely ready to be a grandpa, and with a shocking jolt, Blaine realized he could be. He was getting way ahead of himself and had to shake the thoughts away before he set himself up for dissapointment.

Burt insisted on taking a cab by himself to the airport when it was time for him to leave, wanting to feel like a 'real New Yorker'. Kurt rolled his eyes and gave Burt a tight hug, and pulled away with tears falling down his face. Blaine almost didn't want to watch this moment between father and son. Partly out of wanting to give them privacy, but also because he would never be like that with his own father. Just as he was about to turn around, Burt pulled him in for just as tight of a hug, making Blaine's eyes water as well. Burt whispered in his ear so Kurt wouldn't hear, "Take care of my boy."

Blaine nodded against Burt's shoulder and said, "I will sir. I promise." Burt pulled back with a smile, giving him another pat on the shoulder. He grabbed Ali up and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek. After returning Ali to Blaine's arms, he left. Kurt walked him downstairs to help him get a cab, and make sure it was going to the right place. It was suddenly very quiet in the apartment.

Once Burt was gone, Blaine felt a little sad. It was nice having him around. Watching him and Kurt together was all sorts of entertaining. They liked to tease, but there was such affection behind everything they said, it made Blaine feel light and happy. It was that feeling of family that he so longed for and knew he would be able to have if him and Kurt were together. Blaine groaned and went to sit on the couch, burying his face in Ali's neck. He was suddenly really hating the stupid waiting rule he made.

After their weekend with Burt, something had shifted in their relationship. Neither knew what it was exactly, but there was definitely something different. It was probably like when 'normal' couples met each others parents for the first time and everything goes well. When Kurt was walking Burt down to get a cab on Sunday, Burt had stopped him in the street and looked him in the eye and said, "Kurt, I know Blaine is trying to be logical and let you have some space, but we all know you don't need it. Don't let that boy go, because he's something special, got it kid?"

Kurt had just nodded, his throat too tight to speak. He figured his father would agree with Blaine making him wait, especially after what happen with Lawrence, but Burt saw the same something special in Blaine that Kurt saw.

Kurt had immediately wanted to run back upstairs and tackle Blaine, but he didn't want to rush things now that he had his fathers words ringing in his head. He would take the remaning week and a half to really make sure he wanted this. He was already about 99% sure that is was, but that tiny 1% that was still trying to protect his own heart was making Kurt nervous. If he was going to give his heart to Blaine, then Blaine deserved all of it, not just most of it.

It was currently Wednesday, and Kurt had spent the past two days really paying attention to how Blaine acted around him. Sure he had noticed the bigger things before. The dopey smiles, the heart eyes that Blaine got when Kurt said something flirty, and not to mention how often Blaine would just hug him out of nowhere. The little things were starting to grab Kurt's attention now too, and he felt his lungs constrict every time he saw something new.

Whenever Kurt would sing Ali to sleep, Blaine would stand in the doorway and the look on his face was pure bliss. Or there were times when Blaine would be on the phone with his mother or Wes, and when he spoke about Kurt, the tone of his voice was so loving and happy. Not to mention the all the times he would see the look in Blaine's eye, and Kurt knew without a doubt that Blaine wanted nothing more than to kiss him.

Kurt was sitting on the couch, lost in all his new findings and how they made him feel. He thought he knew what it felt like to be wanted, because he thought that's what he had with Lawrence. But Kurt knew now that it was only his body that he wanted. Blaine wanted Kurt's heart. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. He knew now why Blaine wanted him to wait. Kurt needed to see that Blaine didn't just want to use him, he wanted to love him and cherish him and everything Kurt ever wanted.

He heard a key in the door, Blaine was back from his night class. Kurt was still in a state of semi shock after his big epiphany, but he still turned around so he could see Blaine when he walked in. Blaine stepped inside and gave Kurt a brilliant smile, as if it made his entire life just to see Kurt. That was it for Kurt. No more waiting.

He stood up and practically charged at Blaine, a look of pure determination on his face. Blaine stood, frozen, as Kurt stopped in front of him then grabbed both sides of his face. Kurt paused when their faces were nearly touching to search Blaine's eyes . He saw the shock in Blaine's eyes, but also the nervousness and the constant flicker down to look at Kurt's lips.

They both seemed to be holding their breath, then Kurt finally closed that small gap and gently pressed his lips to Blaine's. It was as if his world had exploded. He hated the cliche of people saying they saw fireworks, but this was fireworks times a million. Kurt made to move away to look at Blaine, to get his reaction and see if he was feeling the same, but Blaine made a disapproving noise and wrapped a hand around the back of Kurt's neck to keep their lips pressed together.

Blaine indeed was feeling the same. After all the months of fantasizing about kissing Kurt, he finally was. All of his fantasies had nothing on the real thing. To say it was perfection is the biggest understatement ever. Blaine parted his lips slightly to deepen the kiss, letting out a sigh of bliss at the feeling of Kurt's lips on his. Unfortunately, his need for air made him slowly pull away, breathing heavily and staring at Kurt in wonderment.

Kurt was breathing just as heavily and was starting to blush at how Blaine was looking at him. He gave a little smile, which Blaine returned. Kurt stroked Blaine's cheek and spoke quietly so his voice wouldn't betray how nervous he was. "How long have you been in love with me?"

Blaine looked startled for a brief second, then answered with such certainty Kurt had no choice but to believe him. "Since the day I opened the door and saw you for the first time."

Kurt felt himself starting to cry and let out a whimpered, "Blaine."

Blaine wasted no time pressing his lips back to Kurt's, wrapping an arm around his lower back to pull against his body. He needed to be close to Kurt right now, needed to feel him in his arms to be sure that this was real. That this wasn't just another one of his elaborate day dreams. But Kurt was solid in his arms, and the breathy sighs coming from him were something that Blaine could never create in his head.

This time, Kurt pulled away, panting slightly and eyes blazing. He smiled at Blaine before wrapping his arms around his neck. They stood there for a while, wrapped up in each other before Blaine let out a little chuckle. "You broke the rule Kurt."

Kurt laughed and shook his head. "I was wondering when you were gonna say something. I'm pretty sure I wasn't imagining it, but you didn't seem to mind."

Blaine shook his head against Kurt's shoulder. "Not at all. May I ask why you attacked me as soon as I got in the door?"

Kurt pulled back and realized they were still standing in the doorway. He walked back to the couch and sat, pulling Blaine to sit right next to him. "Well, I suppose I had my big epiphany right before you got here."

Blaine leaned against Kurt, wrapping an arm behind his back, just needing the closeness. "Care to share?"

"Well. It started when my dad pretty much told me to whisk you away and never let go. The past couple of days I've been paying attention to how you act around me. Then tonight when I was sitting here, it hit me. You don't just want me for some quick fix. You don't just want my body. You want my heart, and you want to share yours with me. It was something I'd always dreamed about, but could never find. So that's why when," Kurt had to pause and take a breath before continuing, "that's why when Lawrence started shoving affection at me, I snatched it up because anything was better than nothing. But I see now what it's really like for someone to want me, to actually care for me. That's what I see when you're looking at me."

Blaine nodded and smiled a bit sadly. "I never want you to feel the way he made you feel ever again. There's no sharing my heart, because you have all of it. And I know, as long as it belongs to you, everything is going to be alright." Kurt's eyes started watering, so Blaine reached up and ran a hand gently through his hair. "You are everything to me Kurt. There is no Blaine anymore. It's KurtandBlaineandAli, you two make it worth living, and I have never been happier in my life."

Kurt was full on crying now and grabbed Blaine's face again to kiss him. He had to show how much Blaine's words meant to him, but he was unable to form words at the moment, so he let his lips do the work in another way. They seemed to get lost in time as they continued kissing. After a while, when things started to get heated, Blaine forced himself away. He looked at Kurt's messy hair and kiss swollen lips and groaned. "You are too goddamn beautiful and you make my want to ravish you right here."

Kurt blushed and ducked his head then looked up coyly, "Well, I certainly wouldn't object to getting ravished."

Blaine groaned again and had to close his eyes so he wouldn't see Kurt right now. "Kurt. You are making it so difficult for me to be a gentlemen here."

Kurt laughed. "Blaine. There's no need to be a gentlemen. We've been tiptoeing around each other for months now."

Blaine sighed. "I know Kurt. Trust me, I know. I want to take this slow though. And I don't want our first time being intimate to be like this. I want it to be special, for you. I want to show you how amazing you are and how gorgeous you are. I don't want it to just be in the heat of the moment." He looked back up at Kurt, deep into his eyes. "I want you to feel loved, not used."

Tears were falling down Kurt's cheeks again, and he scooted away from Blaine, keeping their hands intertwined. "God Blaine you say the stupidest most romantic shit."

Blaine laughed and lifted their hands and kissed each of Kurt's knuckles. "Oh trust me, now that I'm allowed, you will be drowning in overly romantic gestures. Just you wait." Kurt fake groaned and Blaine patted his knee. "Come on. It's late. Bed time." He stood and offered a hand up for Kurt.

Kurt took it and stood. They walked with their hands joined until they reached their hallway. They both knew there would be no sleeping in the same bed tonight, not wanting to get carried away with their new emotions. They stopped to kiss again, lightly and chaste. Blaine pulled back with a smile. "Night Kurt."

"Night Blaine."

They smiled at each other, then Kurt turned to walk to his room. When he had barely turned, Blaine pulled on his arm, spinning him around and pressing their lips together again. They parted again after a few moments, smiling at each other, then Blaine turned to walk to Ali's room to kiss her goodnight, throwing Kurt a smile over his shoulder as he walked.

Kurt couldn't stop smiling as he went into his room to grab pajamas. He was still smiling as he walked back out in to the bathroom, and smiled through his entire skin care routine. When he was finally in bed, his cheeks hurt from all the smiling. He closed his eyes and started to drift asleep when his phone buzzed on his nightstand. He grabbed it and saw a text from Blaine waiting:

You make me the happiest man in the world Kurt.

Kurt let out a happy giggle then pressed his lips to the phone. Being truly in love was the best feeling in the world.