Blaine opened the door to Kurt's room to find him looking in the mirror with two different ties in hand.

"Jeff which one is better? Blue leather or Blue silk?" Kurt sounded nervous.

"Personally I like the leather one." Blaine spoke up from the entrance before Jeff could respond; Kurt gave a tiny jump of surprise.

"I was about to say the same thing Blaine, he's been like this for a half hour. Nick is on a date so I have to put up with him." Jeff giggled.

"Oh please don't act like you haven't been asking to borrow some of my jeans from time to time mister." Kurt sassed from the bathroom as he tied his tie and pink flush came over Jeff's cheeks.

"Kurt babe, you almost done we have to leave in at least five minutes so we won't piss off my grandma."

"Just give me a second to fix my hair." Kurt looked in the mirror and checked his hair.

"You guys are like an old married couple "Just a second honey." It's hilarious." Jeff joked from the edge of Nick's bed.

"Whatever Jeff." Blaine scoffed trying to sound annoyed when truthfully he hope to be an old married couple with Kurt, some day.

"Alright how do I look boys?" Kurt walked out of the bathroom and did a 360 turn.

"Bad ass!" Jeff cheered.

"Lovely." Blaine sighed; Kurt turned to Blaine and smiled warmly.

"Well I got my outfit approval so I think we're all set to go. Jeff are you going to stay here?"

"Yeah Nick has to fill me in on his date details, you two have a good one." Jeff smiled as he opened up his laptops on the edge of the bed.

"Remember Jeff if you're going to take my jeans stay away from the pastel colored ones, I don't trust you and your condiments." Kurt pointed at Jeff and giggle.

"Yeah, yeah I know get going."

With that Blaine and Kurt walked out of the dorm and to the parking lot.

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The car ride was silent both Kurt and Blaine were trying to mentally prepare themselves for anything that could happen.

Kurt has protected and saved me so much I know tonight is my chance to repay him if anything should happen.

Blaine's heart rate quickened when they were on the street leading to his house he reached for Kurt's free hand and squeezed it as they pulled into the garage.

"Kurt you don't have to come in you can go ba-"

"I'm not going anywhere Blaine I'm here for you." Kurt cooed and kissed Blaine's knuckles. Blaine reluctantly let go of Kurt's hand and walked out of the car, Blaine could hear his heart beat in his ears. The next thing he knew Kurt had already knocked at the door and now they stood nervously waiting for the night to truly begin.

The door finally opened revealing a tall thin woman; it was Blaine's step mother to be exact.

"Oh Blaine it's always so good to see you and who may I ask is this young man?" She attempted to sound chipper and kind but it was still obvious she was a total bitch.

"Yeah, yeah whatever this is Kurt, Kurt meet Mrs. Anderson." Blaine scoffed.

"Hi." Kurt waved and gave a small smile.

"Call me Annette are you a friend of Blaine's from Dalton?" There it was again her fake Susie home maker voice.

"Uhm yes actually I started their last year." Kurt responded firm but quietly.

"Oh, do come in you have to meet Thomas and Blaine's grandmother. I should warn you she's in one of her not so nice moods tonight." She spoke as she gestured them inside and into the dining room.

"She's only in one of her "moods" when she see's you I wonder why?" Blaine said blandly.

"Please have a seat I'll go fetch Blaine's father and his grandmother for dinner." She simply ignored Blaine's attitude and walked into the other room.

Kurt and Blaine took a seat next to each other at the dinner table and sat quietly as they both looked around awkwardly. Suddenly Annette walked back into the room a tall medium built man followed behind her.

"Thomas meet Kurt he's Blaine's new friend from Dalton." She gestured towards Kurt.

Kurt sat up hesitantly and stretched out his hand; Blaine father took it and shook it firmly.

"Nice to meet you young man." The man's voice was gruff, Kurt was about to reply before a loud voice echoed from the kitchen.

"How many times do I have to say it this chef is horrible! Horrible! I could make better food in twenty minutes than this fool!" A short old woman with dark hair stumbled out of the kitchen door.

"Grandma Anderson, Blaine's here." Annette spoke up.

The old woman gave Annette a hard glare before turning to Blaine,

"Aw my sweet Blaine c'mere and give me a hug." Her voice was now soft and sweet as she motioned Blaine over. Blaine sat up and gave her a tight hug.

"Look at you! Look at you, all lean and handsome! I swear every time I see you, you just become more and more like your mother." She placed her hands on the side of his face and cooed.

"Thank you Gran I missed you. But there's someone I want you to meet…Kurt?" Blaine turned to Kurt with a warm smile. Kurt took a deep breath and stood slowly Blaine grandmother noticeably started to grin and clapped with excitement.

"Oh, oh I know you honey!" She jumped with joy in her voice.

There was an orchestra of "What'" in the room. The old woman simply skipped over to Kurt and gave him a hug.

"Oh hun you probably don't remember, St. Wikens Home for the Retired? You were in a singing group! I remember you sang "Blue Moon" and "Moon River" your voice was fantastic!" she was absolutely glowing.

"Oh yeah I actually remember now!" Kurt giggled.

"I'm so sorry for when Mrs. Strafter threw that cat at you."

"Oh I've handled tougher crowds."

"Ehem.." Blaine's father cleared his throat to bring the room to attention.

"Shall we sit?" He said stiffly.

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Everyone sat awkwardly for a moment before Blaine's father broke the silence,

"So Kurt how is Dalton treating you?" his voice was dull and bored.

"It's great I'm glad I chose to enroll." Kurt gave a small smile.

"I see are you also part of the Warblers?" Annette spoke up.

"Yes I actually am."

"Kurt is countertenors the Warbler's haven't had a countertenor in the midst for quite a while. Kurt is very talented and is a great addition to the group." Blaine chimed in with a grin, Kurt slightly blushed.

"Well do you have any hobbies? Play any sports perhaps?" Thomas asked breaking Kurt and Blaine's eye contact.

"No I mainly enjoy singing and studying fashion." Kurt spoke quickly.

"Interesting… so Blaine how are your grades?" His tone was stiffer than it was earlier.

"Still A's and B's." Blaine stated as he swirled the water in his cup, not bothering to have eye contact with his father.

"Have you meant anyone special?" Annette asked from her corner of the table.

[This bitch…]

{Bitch….}

"Yes Blaine have you?" His father added stiffly.

Mr. Anderson wants to play? I'll give him one hell of a game.

"Actually yes I have." Blaine gave a small smirk and took a sip of water.

"Oh tell us everything!" Annette squeaked, Blaine smiled and turned his eyes to his father who was looking solemn.

"Well they are the most beautiful person I have ever laid eyes on. They changed my entire perception about me and my life." Blaine touched his hand to Kurt's knee under the table. Blaine's father's gaze had morphed into curiosity and Grandma Anderson looked down right confused.

The old bastard is actually fooled that I've gone straight how hilarious.

Blaine to a short breath and continued,

"When I first talked to them they had such…poise. I fall apart whenever I hear their name; I fall apart when they say mine. I'm on a new level of happiness when I'm with them; they make me feel like I'm worth something. Simply put, I'm in love." Blaine glowed he felt Kurt's loving eye's on him. Annette "awed" and grinned and Mr. Anderson had a legitimate smile, Grandma Anderson sat quietly.

"So Blaine who's the lucky lady?" Thomas glowed at the thought of his son in a "normal" relationship.

"Yes, what is her name?" Annette squealed. The couple earned a deep glare from Grandma Anderson.

Blaine chuckled for a second and bit his lip, he was mentally preparing himself for what might happen next.

"His name is Kurt." He smiled proudly and took Kurt's hand giving it a loving squeeze of reassurance. The smiles instantly fell from Mrs. And Mr. Andersons face while a huge grin grew on Grandma Anderson. Mr. Anderson huffed and glared at Blaine.

"May I have a word with you in Private Blaine?" He asked stiffly.

"Sure." Blaine said hesitantly and let go of Kurt as he slowly stood up. Kurt immediately looked at Blaine in worry as he walked into the next room with his father.

"Kurt honey, how long have you and my grandson been together?" Grandma Anderson asked cheekily Kurt was taken by surprise, Annette was sitting quietly.

"F-five months." Kurt said nervously.

"That's wonderful! I'm glad Blaine found someone. Blaine's tough but I haven't seen him smile like he has tonight in a while." She glowed and Kurt gave her his warmest smile. Suddenly there was a loud slamming noise in the next room Grandma Anderson stood up quickly and left to see what was going on.

I hope Blaine is okay, and I really hope I didn't make his situation with his family any worse if that's even possible.

Kurt's worried thoughts were broken when Annette spoke up,

"How dare you?" she growled.

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The minute Blaine closed the door behind him his father spoke,

"Didn't I tell you that you need to try harder to fix your…problem? Didn't I Blaine? And yet here you are bringing…him here." Mr. Anderson spoke furiously as he paced in front of his son.

"And didn't I tell you that I'm ga-"

"Don't you dare, you know that's not true! You are just…confused. I raised you better than to be…you know what." His father hissed as he cut Blaine off.

"Yes it is true and you know it! Oh and you "raised me better"? You didn't raise me at all! Since I was ten years old I was taken care of by nannies and maids! So don't act like you some kind of misunderstood father! Because you're not a father! You sent me away the day after I told you I was gay, you ignore me every time I come here. I'm not gay because you didn't "raise me right", I'm not gay because I just chose to be, I'm gay because that's how I was born!" Hot tears of anger swelled in Blaine's eyes, this was only half of the anger he had in him from seven years of neglect.

"You were not born a disgrace!" His words were an attempt to cut through Blaine but they did no harm.

"I'm a disgrace just because I love someone? Someone different?" Blaine asked stiffly with anger.

"You don't love that…that scum!" Mr. Anderson slammed his fist onto the wall as he yelled at his son, Blaine jumped.

"I love Kurt! I love him and there isn't a god damn thing you can do! Kurt isn't scum, you are!" Blaine was furious no one insulted Kurt especially someone like his father.

Mr. Anderson huffed and lunged towards Blaine, his lifted his hand threateningly, he was just about to come in contact with Blaine but something stopped him.

"Thomas James Anderson! Don'. Dare." Grandma Anderson yelled from the entrance of the room.

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"Excuse me?" Kurt threw Annette his best bitch face possible.

"How dare you, come to my home and just flaunt your sexuality in my husband's face?"

"Mind telling me how I was flaunting my sexuality?"

Annette didn't respond and only gave Kurt a cold glare.

" You know Thomas and Blaine were almost back to normal, then you just waltz in here and ignore the fact that you are tearing Blaine and his father apart."

"I am the one ruining their relationship? I'm sorry but if you think Blaine and his father have a great father-son bond you are insane. Blaine knows he and his father will never get along, he knows he will never get the childhood every kid deserves, and that's all because of his father."

"Don't you dare blame my husband for Blaine's unfortunate nature. He has done everything to make him happy, I have done my best also to try and bond with him." She snapped

"I know for a fact that isn't true, Blaine has told me everything about you, he even told me how you met his father. You should be ashamed digging your pathetic cheap claws into a depressed man when he is weak." Kurt spoke with a tone like he ate a rotten piece of fruit.

"I care about Thomas, Blaine just doesn't like the fact his father found someone new."

"Oh trust me Blaine isn't upset his father found someone new, he's upset that his father found you."

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"What is the matter with you Thomas? You never put a hand on your own child, never!" Grandma Anderson yelled as she pushed Mr. Anderson away from Blaine and rubbed circles into Blaine's back with the other.

"Blaine is you son Thomas, no matter who he loves you must respect him! Blaine is your blood, imagine how Stefani would react if she saw you now?"

"Don't bring her into this, she's gone mom she has nothing to do with this at all."

"No Thomas tell me what would she do? What would she say? I know for a fact that if she was here she would welcome Kurt with open arms. I she would have let Blaine stay in his own home, but you…you just…" Her frustration was making it hard for her to speak.

"Thomas I think it high time you took responsibility for your faults and accept your son. Blaine is still the same boy who played Aura Lee four o'clock in the morning and he's still the same boy who hid under your bed and surprised you on your birthday. Just because he is gay doesn't mean he isn't a part of you."

Tears fell down Blaine's face and soaked into the collar of his shirt, he remembered the things his Grandmother spoke of. He also remembered the smile his father's face use to hold when he was a little kid.

"Blaine I think you should head back to Dalton I have more to discuss with your father. Alright?" Grandma Anderson turned to him and spoke warmly as his father stood stiffly looking at his palms.

"Sure Grandma , I'll talk to you soon?" He asked sadly as he wiped away most of his tears.

"I might pay you a visit at Dalton sometime but until them get Kurt and yourself back safely." She smiled and gave him a quick door before he left the room.

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"You little prissy fa-" Annette almost finished her sentence when Blaine walked back into the dining room.

"Kurt can you go warm up the car? We're leaving." Blaine stated lightly.

Kurt shot a last glare at Annette and sat up slowly to leave. Once he was out the door Blaine turned to Annette,

"You know I thought you were above high school insults." He shot her daggers as he spoke.

"Why Blaine I have no idea what you're talking about." Her false sweet tone returned.

"Don't act like I didn't hear what you were about to call Kurt. You are the last person that should be throwing insults around you have plenty of things wrong with you. You lack dignity and respect and I feel sorry for you. You may be married to my father and you may wear designer labels but that doesn't make you less of the pathetic office slut you will always be." Blaine scoffed before turning on his heel and walking out of the house, leaving Annette stunned by his words.

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The car ride back to Dalton was quiet once Kurt pulled into the parking lot the couple sat in silence until Kurt spoke,

"Blaine are you…you okay?" Kurt asked softly as he covered Blaine's hand with his own.

"Yeah believe it or not I am I finally got out all of my feelings to my dad, Kurt. I feel like a billion pounds have been lifted off my shoulders. Sure my dad still may not accept who I am but I feel better knowing I said everything I have been keeping bottled up for a while." Blaine sighed as he looked at how his hand perfectly contoured Kurt's.

"I'm proud of you Blaine." Kurt stemmed over and gave Blaine a soft lingering kiss on the lips, he pulled back with a smile.

"My grandmother really liked you." Blaine stated softly, his eyes focused on Kurt's.

"I feel like I just received a metal or something." Kurt giggled.

"You know Kurt…I- I may not have had a lot of time with my mother but I have a feeling that she would have adored you." Blaine held back a sob; he truly did believe that his mother would love Kurt. Kurt looked at Blaine and took in what he just said no more than a second later tears welled in his eyes and he gave Blaine's hand a comforting squeeze.

Blaine saw the tears stream down Kurt face and immediately leaned to kiss his tears away. He left three lingering kisses, Kurt's forehead, Kurt's nose, and Kurt's lips. Kurt looked up at him with a bright teary smile,

"I think we need to sleep the night off don't you think?" Kurt bubbled as he flicked a way his few remaining tears.

Blaine nodded and agreement, they both exited the car and rejoined their hands down the hallways of Dalton.

Once they were in the room they both removed their jackets and shoes and slowly laid down in Blaine's bed. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and pulled him closer he then nuzzled his head under Kurt's chin and planting a single kiss on his collar bone. Kurt simply ran his finger's up and down Blaine's are following every curve of muscle with his fingertips. They stayed like that until they both drifted asleep.