"I missed you," Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, holding his boyfriend tighter and nuzzling into his neck.

"I missed you too Kurt," Blaine whispered back, snuggling closer into Kurt, glad to be the little spoon this time. Burt and Carole had given Kurt permission to stay over at Blaine's house after Sugar's party earlier that night, due to the fact that Finn was allowed to stay over at Rachel's for the night, and now they were spooning on Blaine's bed, talking drowsily, just glad to be in each other's presence without Blaine either being in pain or high off of painkillers.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

~O~O~O~

Cooper Anderson was in a good mood. Not only was he going home for the first time in over a year, but he was also going to be able to hang out with his younger brother, Blaine. Cooper liked to think that despite living an eleven hour car ride away from each other, and not being able to talk too incredibly much due to busy schedules, that he and Blaine were pretty close. Cooper was twelve when Blaine was born, so they had a pretty big age gap between them, but Cooper had always absolutely adored his little brother. So whenever he had a chance like this one to go home and surprise his little brother with a visit, even though he just had eye surgery, he acted on it, which was why he was driving up the Anderson's driveway at 9:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning.

Cooper grinned as he got out of his car, and walked quietly to the front door of the house. He knew that his parents were out of town that week, so he just used his key to let himself in. Cooper never really understood why Blaine and their father really stopped talking to each other a few months after Blaine turned thirteen, but he never really questioned it, he just assumed that their dad would have preferred it if Blaine was more into sports than music and theatre. As he shut the door carefully behind him, he thought about the things that he and Blaine could do that weekend. Have movie nights, go to the mall, hang out, talk about girls, Cooper would even be able to question Blaine as to why an attractive young man like himself didn't have a girlfriend yet, he would even be able to tell Blaine all about his own girlfriend, a woman his age named Alice, who was a New York City cop, and to be quite honest one of the absolute best people Cooper had ever met. Funny, sweet, smart, but with this tough streak that especially came out when she was on the job.

Cooper made his way up the stairs, stopping in his own old bedroom that he always stayed in to toss his bag and sneaking over to Blaine's room, where he planned on waking him like he always did, quietly opening the door before all of a sudden switching on the lights and shouting "BLAINERS!" before jumping onto Blaine's bed himself (he wouldn't tackle him this time due to the fact that he just got out of the hospital).

What Cooper didn't expect however, was for there to be two bodies in Blaine's bed when he opened up the door. Two distinctly male bodies, if his eyes did not deceive him. Two distinctly male bodies spooning on Blaine's bed, both in various states of undress. He especially did not expect to see this sight when he thought that his younger brother was straight.

"Holy shit," Cooper muttered, before slowly backing out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him. Walking into his old bedroom, he sat down on his bed, and it suddenly made sense to him. Why Blaine and their highly homophobic father stopped talking. Why Blaine never had a girlfriend. Why Blaine had never seemed to even show the slightest bit of interest in girls.

His little brother was gay. And likely in a relationship if what he just walked in on proved anything. He didn't have a problem with it, he had friends who were gay, heck, he was best man in his friend Grant's wedding to his husband Leo.

But why hadn't Blaine told him?

~O~O~O~

Blaine sighed, snuggling back into the warmth of his boyfriend's arms, breathing in the smell that was purely Kurt.

"Morning handsome," Kurt mumble in his ear, and Blaine smiled, rolling over in Kurt's arms to kiss him, before smiling sleepily.

"How about we get some clothes other than just boxers on and go get some breakfast," he suggested, stretching, and Kurt smiled, unwrapping his arms from around Blaine's torso, and sitting up.

"I like that idea," he said, and he turned to Blaine, "Do you have a pair of sweats and a tee-shirt I could borrow?" he asked, and Blaine nodded, grabbing a pair of sweats for himself, and the requested clothes for Kurt before pulling them on, and heading to the door.

The pair headed down to the kitchen, where Blaine started to gather the ingredients for pancakes, and when he was starting to mix the batter, Kurt came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head on his shoulder.

Blaine was about to say something when a voice behind them spoke.

"Well Blainers, as much as I love seeing my little brother, I must say that you have some explaining to do," the voice said, and both Blaine and Kurt turned around suddenly, to see a young man standing there, leaning against the doorframe, looking between them with a small smile playing on his lips.

~O~O~O~

Cooper couldn't help it. He loved Blaine, he really did, and yes he was annoyed that he wasn't aware of any of what was going on in front of him, but the look and Blaine and the other guy's faces were priceless.

"Cooper," Blaine whispered, his eyes wide, and the brunette turned his head to look at Blaine, a look of confusion on his face, before looking at Cooper and smiling.

"Well I'm Kurt, I've heard a lot about you," Kurt said, and Cooper smiled back, before looking at Blaine.

"Well aren't you going to introduce us Blainers, and like I said, you have a lot of explaining to do, especially since when I was about to do my standard waking of you via tackle, but I decided to go against it when I saw two people in your bed, which is especially confusing when the other one is a guy and the last time I checked, you were straight," he said, and Blaine visibly paled, while Kurt turned to look at Blaine, one eyebrow raised.

"Um, how about we sit down and I can explain?" Blaine said, it sounding more like a question than a statement, and the other two nodded, and they all headed over to the small round table in the corner of the kitchen, and sitting down before both Kurt and Cooper turned to Blaine.

"Well, um, Cooper I'm gay," he mumbled, and Cooper let out a small chuckle.

"I don't care about that Blaine, I'm not Dad, now how about you introduce me to this young man here, and then explain why I hadn't heard about this until this morning," he said, and Blaine nodded, swallowing.

"Well, Kurt, this is my brother Cooper, and Cooper, this is my boyfriend, Kurt," he said, and Cooper held out his hand to shake Kurt's who shook it as well, before turning to Blaine.

"Well Blaine, I think that I would also like to know why it seems that not only your brother didn't know even who I am, let alone that you were gay, but also why I didn't know that he didn't know despite how much you talk about him," he said, and Blaine nodded, turning back to both of them, but before Blaine could open his mouth, Cooper spoke.

"How about you just start with when you knew you were gay and we just go from there?" he asked, and Blaine nodded.

"Well I think that actually knew that I was gay when I was around twelve, but I didn't actually come out until I was thirteen, and not only did I lose most of my friends, but Dad has pretty much hated me ever since. We don't talk unless strictly necessary, he refuses to refer to Kurt as my boyfriend, keeps on trying to set me up with his friends' daughters, and has been unable to get his head around the concept that there is nothing wrong with being gay. At the Sadie Hawkins dance later that year, my friend Jordan, the only other gay guy at the school," he said, but Cooper interrupted him.

"I thought that Jordan was a girl," he said, confused, but Blaine shook his head.

"You never actually asked, so I never specified. I was worried that you may have reacted like Dad," he said, shuddering before continuing, "But we got beaten up really badly after the dance. I think that he got away with a broken arm and a few stitches, but I had a broken leg, three cracked ribs, a concussion, and I had to get a ton of stitches, and was bruised everywhere," he said, and Kurt reached over to squeeze his hand, but Cooper interrupted again.

"I thought that you were in a bad car accident?" he asked, and Blaine shook his head.

"No, the injuries were from three homophobic eighth graders. It was the near end of the year, so I ended up transferring to Dalton the next school year, but had to redo eighth grade because of my injuries and the fact that I failed pretty much all of the second semester. Jordan ended up moving to New York with his mom, he still lives in the city, and we text occasionally nowadays, as well as being friends on facebook. Kurt and I met last year when he came to spy on the Warblers for the New Directions, and we became friends," Blaine said, smiling, before glancing at Kurt and smiling, "Kurt ended up transferring to Dalton due to issues at McKinley, and we started to go out several months later, right before Regionals that year," he said, and Cooper raised an eyebrow.

"So you've been in a steady relationship longer than I've even known Alice, and you are just telling me now?" he asked, and Blaine nodded, blushing slightly.

"Yeah, Kurt transferred back to McKinley though, and the New Directions went to Nationals, where they got twelfth, and I ended up transferring to McKinley myself in the fall, which you know already. We won at sectionals, and Regionals is coming up. And you know about me having to have surgery on my eye, because Sebastian threw a tainted slushie at me and scraped my cornea," Blaine said, and Kurt glowered at Sebastian's name, "and now here we are, sitting at this kitchen table while I'm wanting to make pancakes." Blaine said, and Cooper smiled.

"Well I can hardly say that I'm not annoyed that you waited this long to tell me all this, but go make your pancakes and I'll go unpack," Cooper said, standing up, while looking at the couple sitting at the table.

~O~O~O~

"So Kurt, are you a junior like Blaine?" Cooper asked as they sat around the table, eating the pancakes Blaine had made and drinking mugs of coffee.

"Actually no, I'm a senior," Kurt said, taking another bite of his pancakes.

"And he's a finalist for NYADA," Blaine said, the pride evident in his voice.

"You want to go to college in New York?" Cooper asked, his attention immediately grabbed, "What do you want to do?" he asked, and Blaine chuckled.

"Cooper lives in the city and absolutely loves it there," Blaine said, and Kurt smiled.

"Yeah, I want to go into Broadway acting, and hope to get into NYADA, if not Julliard I guess," he said, and Cooper grinned, a plan formulating in his head already.