The kiss… It stayed simple, sweet and slow… They couldn't tell how much time it lasted. Time was suspended. Everything else in the world had stopped. It just felt right and perfect. It stayed shy. It was both boys first kiss.

But when Blaine's tongue asked for entrance after a few minutes (or it could have been hours), Kurt tensed. He also pulled out, looking frantic.

"Kurt, I'm so sorry… I shouldn't have –" Blaine tried to apologize

"No, Blaine, it's my fault, I let it happen I –" Kurt cut him, mid sentence

"I mean we're kinda like brother… It's weird? No?

-Pretty sure we're just Foster Brothers, Blaine…. Not blood relatives…

- But –

-No… Its okay, honey… I guess… But I'm sorry for flinching; it's not you, I just -

"No I shouldn't be so needy…

-It's not your fault Blaine. I panicked okay? I don't want to push you or make you feel you have to do something!

- But you let me kiss you and it should be me not wanting to push you into anything.

-I'm pretty sure YOU let ME kiss you, honey…

-So we kissed each other?" Blaine wondered

"Yeah… I guess so" Kurt said, grinning.

And with that statement, they kissed each other again… But this time, when Kurt felt Blaine's tongue against his lips, he complied and opened his mouth a little and he felt Blaine's hand on his cheeks. Instinctively, Kurt let his fingers tangled in Blaine's curly hair.

All Kurt could feel and smell and taste at this time was Blaine. His tongue was tracing his teeth, his palate. Blaine tasted like the medium drip had earlier and Kurt considered changing his coffee order because it tasted so great. Kurt could feel Blaine's thumb slightly tracing his cheekbones and moving down to trace his jaw and moving up again. Kurt could smell Blaine's scent that was so indescreptibly like Blaine. He realized at this moment that he couldn't get enough of Blaine… Not now, not ever.

Blaine was in heaven. He could feel Kurt's delicate fingers in his hair. He could sense the delicate skin of Kurt's face under his own fingers. He could feel Kurt sucking lightly at his tongue and god that felt amazing. He could also taste Kurt… Maybe it was because of the grande non-fat mocha but Kurt tasted definitively sweet. How could he not? After all, he was sweetness… Blaine chuckled and pulled away.

Kurt whimpered at the loss, looking puzzled.

"What is it, now, honey? I thought we agreed that this was okay?" Kurt asked, softly. Blaine

"It is… It's just… Remember when you called me "Honey" for the first time?

-Yeah… How could I forget… I think it was the first awkward moment we had!

-Well… If I remember right, the awkward didn't end there… I decided to find you a name too… And I think I finally found it…

-Really? And what would that be?

-Sweetie… If it's alright… I mean… You are sweet… And…." Blaine turned beet red and finished his sentence really fast "You – you-kinda-taste-really-sweet-too"

"Sweetie sounds perfect…" Kurt said, closing the distance between him and Blaine so they could kiss again. Blaine just moaned at the sudden tongue down his throat.

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Kurt's dream was very nice. Full of fluffiness and kisses and whispers. Blaine was in them, obviously. Until he heard a voice… Burt's voice… What was it doing in his dream?

"Blaine! Time to get up! You have to make breakfast this morning!"

Oh! Maybe he was awoken after all! Blaine… Hum… Beautiful Blaine… He had to do breakfast… Thankfully, that meant Kurt could sleep a bit more. He heard a distant knocking… He stirred a little bit, wondering why Blaine hasn't answered to Burt yet…

Then, everything went down really fast… First, Kurt registered a hand lying on his (thankfully clothed) waist. Then, a distant door burst opened. After that, he heard a moan near his ear. Finally, he heard his door open and a voice saying

"Kurt, have you seen Blaine… He was supposed to –"

But the sentence never finished.

Instead, it turned to:

"Oh! Okay! Hum… Blaine!"

Kurt felt Blaine moving behind him, waking up to Burt's much more close voice now.

"Get up, you have to make breakfast!"

Burt said nothing more. He just watched the boy stumble out of the room, red as a tomato, apologizing. When he was sure that Blaine was downstairs and that Aaron was in the shower, he closed Kurt's door and said:

"We need to talk…"

Kurt gulped. They hadn't done anything inappropriate. They just slept, next to each other, curled against each other, but they remained clothed the entire time, right? So Burt couldn't be mad. He could skip the kissing part, and be just two innocent tired friend that fell asleep in his bed while watching a movie.

"Dad! I can explain! We came back a bit late yesterday, but –

-Kurt…

- But we weren't tired… We watched a movie… That's all! We fell asleep and –

-KURT! Please!

-Sorry…. I'll let you talk…

-You like him?

-Yes…

-He seems to like you too, you know!

-Yes… I know… There's might have been some kissing between the movie and the sleeping part…"

Why was he saying that? How could Burt do that? With a simple glance, Kurt couldn't lie to him or hide anything.

"-You do realised that you may get teased at school for that?" Burt asked

"-I do realize that being gay has its problems when it comes to bullying…

-Not just that… He's your Foster Brother Kurt…

-Nobody knows at school… I didn't want everyone to know he was taken care of by the state, he would have been bullied. I didn't want that. And I think he's still ashamed so he didn't say it to anyone.

-Well…" On that word, Burt looked around in the room "I can see that nothing more that kissing happened in this room… You can share it if you want, after all, you seem responsible"

Kurt let out a yelp of joy. He never thought his father would allow that! Not THIS early in a relationship that has yet to be official

"But only on Friday and Saturday nights! We'll see about the Holidays later."

Oh! That was the trap… Well, two days a week was better than having to sleep in separate beds every night!

"Thanks dad! For being comprehensive and letting me be with him… Even if I don't know if last night meant anything…

-You know I saw it coming, right? From the moment he set his foot in the house? And for the official part, I don't think it will take time, Kurt."

At that, they both laughed. Because Burt was like that. He loved all his kids, blood relative or not. He also was able to see love between two people. Even when the two people weren't aware of that love.

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Twenty minutes later, Kurt was making his way downstairs, dressed with fresh clothes. He entered the kitchen to see a nervous Blaine stirring some oatmeal that was heating on the stove. In the cauldron and on the actual stove too… The kitchen was a mess and Aawron would want to kill Blaine for that. It was his turn to clean up.

Wanting to speak alone to his father, again, Kurt took Blaine's place behind the stove and urged the other boy to get dressed.

As Kurt was stirring, he asked Burt:

"Have you said anything? I mean, the poor thing, he looks terrified!"

Burt chuckled at his son's question.

"Well, I asked him if he slept well and he jumped twenty feet high… I figured it would be better if you speak to him later. And I just think it's funny to see him all terrified of me like that!

-I think I will talk to him… Since you think it's funny to terrify him and you won't do it!"

Burt laughed and took a sip in his coffee mug.

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In the afternoon, the boys were at the park, sitting on the swings, cheeks pink with the cold autumn wind.

"Blaine, I think we should talk"

At that tone, Blaine's heart sank. That was it… They weren't officially boyfriends and Kurt was already breaking up with him because that relationship was too weird. Or Blaine was too fucked up and secretive about everything.

"Kurt… I understand… It was too much and too fast and –

-Blaine! It's okay… I like you… And… Well… Maybe we should just make it official, you know… So… Blaine, honey, will you be my boyfriend?"

Blaine had no other answer than to kiss Kurt soft lips again. So he stood up, pulled Kurt to his feet and just let their lips touch again, in a delicate peck. He then pulled out, put his hand on Kurt's cool cheek and said :

"I would be honoured, Kurt, sweetie"