"Don't you think that I don't want those things for you, kiddo?" The voice of one Kurt Hummel had filled the spacious room, while he tossed a fry into his mouth. He instantly picked up on the evil looks rising from his son, the moment he ate it. He loved his kid to death but a couple of fries weren't going to kill him—unlike that glare he was receiving. "H-Hey, Kurt, I ain't dyin' right now, ya'know!" He had protested the moment the snow white male had side swept the plate of fries across the table and over towards himself. Burt heaved a sigh, while pushing himself up to pour himself another cup of coffee. "Kurt, listen to me. I love you and everything but I think you should take it slow. I mean, what you had with Blaine was special, right? I don't believe in all that stuff about love at first sight or any of that wishy washy fairytale stuff, but Blaine and you were like soulmates, weren't ya?" He began to stir in the sugar, attempting to hide the fact that he wasn't using Splenda—otherwise his son would surely cause all hell about his health.

"Dad, don't worry. I am taking it slow." The lean porcelain male began to eat the fries that he had confiscated from his father. No need to let them go to complete waste, right? "I'm just saying I'm... conflicted is all." He had been back in Lima, Ohio, for Mr. Schuester's failed attempt at a wedding. It still broke his heart that they weren't able to go through with it. Everyone had reunited just for this moment. Besides, It was pretty clear how much the two loved one another. Shouldn't both Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury be happy? Happily-Ever-Afters had always lived in his head. It couldn't be helped. Kurt Elizabeth Hummel was a hopeless romantic. "I thought I had closure and I was able to fully let go of Blaine. The breakup really took a toll on me but then I met Adam and then seeing Blaine, again, at the wedding... I just don't know what to do." He ate half of another fry, before catching a glance at his father's sneaky attempts regarding his coffee. "Dad, your health! You need to be careful. I make Carol get you Splenda for a reason!"

"That stuff does nothing for me, Kurt," the older male had taken a sip of his coffee. "I'm perfectly okay. Don't you worry about me, alright? I got Carol and Finn always riding me about my health, tell'n me if I don't care of myself I ain't gonna make it. Then they'll be left to deal with you causing a riot." Burt attempted to joke about the matter but it failed, the moment he saw the expression on his sons face. That right there caused him to take another sip of his coffee, as he fell into silence. Clearing his throat, after a couple of minutes, he continued. "I don't know this Adam kid, but I know Blaine and I see the way you two are with each other. If you do decide to move forward and start something up with this other guy, though, you need to let me know. I'll have to make sure to pay ya another visit, in New York, just to meet this guy. Anyone who dates my son has to have the Burt Hummel stamp of approval, got it?" He knew Kurt was able to decide who was good for him, on his own. He was like his mother, when it came to stuff like that, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be protective Papa Bear. This dad had shotguns—although, he'd never use them on another person—it was still a nice scare for anyone who tried to pursue his boy.

Okay—that wasn't something close to being funny. He had lost his mother when he was eight and his father was the one person that he knew he couldn't live without. He had managed to make it into NYADA. Things were finally looking up for him and he didn't want something to happen to his father before he had the chance to see Kurt's dreams coming true. He couldn't bare the thought of losing him. He's been down that road, before, and he didn't want to face again. "Dad, that's not funny!" He practically let out a cry. There was a lot of pain swelling up inside of his heart. He shook head and used the back of his hand to brush away the tears that were slowly filling his eyes. He bit down on his bottom lip as he once more thought about his ex-boyfriend and the new guy who was starting to fill his empty days. "He's really sweet and charming. He's twenty-two. He's a Senior. I really like him, but there's just so much history with Blaine and after the wedding... I.. I don't know..."

There it was. The guilt. Seeing how upset Kurt had gotten, he set down his cup of coffee and moved around the table to fully embrace his son. "Sorry about that, kiddo. I wasn't thinking. I didn't mean to upset you." He soothingly rubbed his lower back, before giving it a tender pat, and then stepped back. "I think right now you should take some time for yourself, alright? Don't worry about other guys. If it's meant to be with Blaine and you then it'll happen and if not then this other guy might be worth a shot—and Kurt?" He paused until he had received the younger boys undivided attention. "—I don't care how sweet and charming he might be but no one gets close to my boy until I approve. Got that? My stamp is official. You're too good, kid. Never settle for anything less than best."

He really did have the best father in the world. He had returned the embrace and stepped back, the moment his dad had let go of him. "Thank you... I'd be so lost without you. I love you, Dad." at that moment he heard his cell phone going off. Picking it up from the table top he glanced down at the name on the caller ID. Blaine Anderson.

"Love you, too, Kurt. Don't you ever forget it." were the last words the Hummel boy heard, before getting lost into the words he was reading from the text message that had been sent to him.