CONFIRMED: Love is in the air for Kurt Hummel

We've seen them together at parties, at airports, in events and on Twitter but at last, it has been confirmed!

Last night's episode of The Ellen DeGeneres Show finally gave the answer to the ultimate question of millions of fans! Kurt Hummel is, indeed, dating again.

The charming bow-tied wonder, Blaine Anderson, surprised everyone on the set of Ellen when he came out on the stage and sang an amazing rendition of 'Girl On T.V.' (even changing the pronouns! How sweet!), serenading his pretty boy Kurt Hummel as a Valentine's Day present.

Kurt, who was elusive of the media for months, finally confirmed his relationship with Blaine on national television last night saying that they had been dating for 'a little over three months'. The couple was seen leaving the studio hand-in-hand later that day.

Quick Trivia: According to sources, Blaine teamed up with Kurt's publicist as well as with his best friend, Rachel Berry, to make the surprise a success. Even Ellen helped with the preparation! This boy really knows how to charm people.

We can't wait to see what these two still have up their sleeves. What do you say? Comment below!

It started a few days after his Ellen appearance; it's been a few weeks since and it was still happening.

His phone would not stop ringing.

Blaine has been getting a ton of calls asking if he can grant an interview, a photo shoot (with Kurt), online live-streams and just almost everything you can think of and he's going crazy. The good thing was he wasn't going crazy by himself; Wes was going crazy with him.

Music Sheets and Lyrics have been bombarded with calls and it was almost always a full house every night just because people knew that Blaine worked there. It was good for business but the calls were getting out of hand. As far as Blaine knew, Wes was his handler now.

He knew that Wesley was itching to push him into the industry so when it happened, Wes was the first in line in volunteering to be his handler.

"…and that's about it." Wes ended as he read out. "Blaine, are you even listening to me?"

Blaine snapped out of his thoughts of Kurt and how they're going to spend the evening together. His boyfriend planned to cook him dinner over at the Pent since he'll be out of work at 7 p.m. that day while Blaine had to be at MS&L 'till 9 for his usual set.

"Yes…?" Blaine answered unintelligently, looking apologetic. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something."

Wes decided to let it go. "So what do you say? A lot of record agencies already contacted us after hearing you sing your original compositions here, have you made your decision?" Wes asked.

Blaine shrugged. "That's the problem; there are a whole lot of them that it's so hard to make a decision. Can I just talk this over with Kurt and see what he thinks?" Blaine asked.

"Blaine, this is your career, you can't make Kurt do all the decisions." Wes firmly said.

"I'm not making him decide for my career, I'll just ask his opinion about stuff. I mean, he's been in the industry for—I don't know—5? 6 years now? He knows things." Blaine explained calmly.

"Make sure you decide soon, I don't want you to miss the opportunities laid in front of you."

Blaine mocked a salute, standing up from his seat. "Aye, aye captain." He smiled. "I promise I'll tell you about my decision soon."

"Before your birthday?" Wes raised an eyebrow at Blaine. The other man narrowed his eyes at Wes.

"That's in four days Wesley." Blaine pointed out. Wes smiled wickedly.

"Then you've got plenty of time." He laughed, standing up as well and closing his planner.

"After my birthday?" Blaine tried.

Wes gave him a pointed look before sighing and agreeing anyway. It was final. "Now, get out of here. I still need to make arrangements with David about letting him take over the managerial position in this music bar." Wes said.

Blaine had that look on his face, Wesley noticed, the look that said 'you're so nice and I like you so much' where his eyebrows gets contorted, his eyes sparkle and his lips turn up to a small smile.

Before he knew it, Blaine was hugging him fiercely, catching him by surprise.

"Wesleeeey." Blaine said, dragging his name like he was a kid. "Thank you for everything. I'm glad you're my best friend." He said, smiling. Wes could only roll his eyes and smile fondly; that is, until he decided to tease Blaine.

He pushed Blaine away by the shoulder, feigning disgust. "Man, you're almost 26, grow up." He said, frowning. "And stop going gay over me, Anderson, you have a boyfriend."

Blaine lightly hit Wes on the head. "I'm not going gay over you, Samuels." He laughed. "But seriously, thanks." Blaine smiled, clapping Wes on the back.

"I'm getting paid here anyway. It's a win-win situation. Don't get emotional." Wes said. They both laughed at how ridiculous they were being. "Off you go, my child, your lover is waiting for you." He continued, chuckling.

"You're a fucking weirdo."

"We're friends, so what does that say about you?"

Blaine left the room laughing his ass off. When he got outside, he wasn't surprised to see a few photographers waiting for him. He actually knew some of them already since they were the ones being sent to stalk him.

"Hey Blaine!" One greeted, waving at him, hidden behind a camera. Blaine already got used to the blaring light that came with it.

"Good evening guys." Blaine smiled as he waved too, at everyone. He was glad that none of these photographers actually hound him. They still kind of respect his personal space. "Were you all waiting for me all this time?" He asked innocently.

"Yeah." Some said honestly. Blaine shook his head as he made his way towards his bike.

"Good heavens, go get dinner." Blaine reprimanded them in the nicest way possible, turning around and looking at the paps that followed him. "You shouldn't skip dinner especially with your kind of job. That job is exhausting!" Blaine said, lecturing which made the paps laugh.

"Don't you own a car?" One asked as Blaine unclasped his bike from the lock. Blaine would have been offended but it didn't sound rude, it was just an honest question.

"I like to stay healthy." Blaine smiled, riding his bike. "It's nice seeing you guys. And remember, have dinner!" He reminded them before he waved and rode off to the Pent.

He'd like to think that being nice to the paparazzi would result into something fruitful like them being nice to him as well. And so far, it's working.

"Good evening Blaine." George the doorman greeted him as he entered the building. Blaine flashed him a toothy grin before he was off to the top floor.

Blaine would've knocked but Kurt texted him that he'll leave the door open for him so that's what he did. And good lord what is that delicious smell.

"Kurt?" Blaine tentatively asked as he stepped inside. He looked to his right and saw Kurt in the kitchen wearing a white shirt with rolled up sleeves revealing his toned arm muscles, a pair of shorts and a half apron tied to his waist. Blaine swallowed. This man is going to be the end of me.

As he made his way towards Kurt, he could hear him singing under his breath while preparing what seems to be a salad.

"I can sing high and sing low." Kurt sang, singing a high note and a low note. Blaine shook his head as he stood behind him. "Just a moment, curly." He continued to sing in the same tone, not taking his eyes off of the salad.

"Stop being adorable." Blaine chuckled, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist and hooking his chin over his shoulder. "That looks yummy." He commented, looking down at what Kurt was cutting.

Kurt made a humming noise of agreement. "It is." He sang which made Blaine laugh. "Stop laughing, you're vibrating." Kurt sang more.

"Well, stop singing so I can stop laughing." Blaine sang back to him, a little lower than Kurt's pitch. Kurt giggled. He finished cutting the tomatoes, leaning back to look at the side of Blaine's face.

"Hi." Kurt greeted with a smile. Blaine turned his head as well.

"Hello." Blaine greeted back, planting a kiss on Kurt's cheek. "I see you've been busy." He commented.

"I have." Kurt said, pushing away from the counter and wiping his hands off of his apron. "I wanted to impress you with my cooking skills." He said and added, "Yes, it's a competition."

Blaine rolled his eyes fondly. Kurt just stuck his tongue out at him before setting up their dinner on the kitchen island while Blaine helped with as much as he could.

"May I?" Blaine asked politely, referring to Kurt's apron still tied around his waist.

"Of course." Kurt grinned.

Blaine untied it slowly, making it more intimate than it should which ended to Kurt laughing hysterically after it was finally off.

"Did you just really make taking an apron off look sexy?" Kurt asked, making Blaine flush in embarrassment.

"Oh shut up." Blaine replied with a laugh before he took his seat next to Kurt and they started eating the dinner that Kurt made.

They talked about their days and the weeks that passed and complained about how they weren't seeing enough of each other and a bunch of other stuff. After dinner and after they've showered together ("Save water, shower together" is Kurt's new motto), they found themselves curled up in Kurt's bed, with James at their feet, talking about their jobs.

"Well, they're offering you good deals." Kurt said as Blaine told him about the record deals that he's been getting. "But…uhm," He ended lamely. Blaine narrowed his eyes at him.

"Spill it Hummel. What are you hiding?" Blaine asked curiously. Kurt bit his lower lip, trying to think of how to say what he's thinking without spoiling anything. Blaine's eyes locked in on Kurt's lips. "Are you going to tell me or do I need to kiss it out of you?" He asked.

Kurt stopped biting his lip as it turned up to a smile. "I'm actually not opposed to that idea." He said mischievously which made Blaine huff a laugh.

"Me too." Blaine said before flipping over (startling James who was peacefully resting on the foot of the bed) and kissing the lights out of a laughing Kurt.

It was the most amazing feeling for Blaine when he can feel Kurt's smile when they kiss. Those few moments of Kurt smiling, before he turns serious and just melts into Blaine's kiss, are the best moments for Blaine.

"So, are you ready to tell now?" Blaine asked but Kurt just pursed his lips.

"You have to do better than that." Kurt said, grinning. Blaine shook his head in amusement.

"Kurt, you don't need to blackmail me into kissing you." Blaine told Kurt. "Maybe I won't kiss you until you tell me." He said.

Kurt raised an amused eyebrow at Blaine who was still looking down at him. "Can you do that?" Kurt asked.

Blaine paused for a moment, staring deep into Kurt's sparkling glasz eyes and hung his head in defeat, rolling off of his boyfriend and onto his back. "No." He replied pointedly. "Just tell me." Blaine said, his hazel orbs pleading.

Kurt snickered, placing his arm over Blaine's tummy and resting his head on Blaine's chest. "Let's just say that someone invited us to a private dinner on Sunday—yes, the day before your birthday—and I think you're going to love it." Kurt giggled.

Blaine stared up at the ceiling, his hands absentmindedly running through Kurt's hair. "Any clues?"

"Nope, I want it to be a surprise." Kurt smiled. "Don't worry. He's a good man. Not a lot of people know this but he was kind of my mentor when I first started out. He became like my second dad when I just got here in L.A." He explained.

"I see. If you trust him then I guess I can trust you." Blaine said. "So does this mean that I won't make a decision until after I meet this guy?" He asked.

"If it's okay, I mean, I don't want you to think that I'm—"

Blaine cut him off by turning to his side and enveloping Kurt into a bear hug, his arms and legs wrapped around Kurt like he was a stuffed toy from Blaine's childhood.

"No, it's okay. I'd meet this man and then decide which label I'd sign up with." Blaine smiled. He looked down at Kurt who was looking back up at him. "Okay?"

"Okay." Kurt replied. "Thank you Blaine."

"No. Thank you." Blaine said. "Now enough about work, let's just go to sleep." He ended.

At 8 p.m. on Sunday night, Blaine found himself standing inside a high-class restaurant dressed in his semi-formal clothing and staring at the two people standing right in front of him and Kurt. His boyfriend was beaming and he could literally feel the excitement that's bubbling up inside of Kurt but him, on the other hand, felt like he was about to collapse.

This is not happening. How is this happening? I wasn't ready for this.

But it was. It was happening and he wasn't going to be able to walk away from it. He knew Kurt could feel him trembling and he felt Kurt squeeze his hand as if to tell him that it was okay, that they were nice. But Blaine was shaking for an entirely different reason.

"Simon," Kurt started, almost bouncing as he introduced them, he gestured to Blaine. "This is Blaine Anderson." He paused, glancing at Blaine with a huge and innocent smile plastered on his face. "Blaine, this is the president of BDA records, Simon Anderson." Kurt said.

It was him. Blaine could feel the blood drain from his body because he was exactly like he remembered, only older; strong jaw, good physique, tall and handsome.

Simon Anderson.

"Oh crap, sorry I'm late. I had to talk to my publicist, she was asking if I had—"

Kurt shook his head but smiled at the man that just came in. "And this is his son, Coop—"

He was cut off when Cooper suddenly rushed towards Blaine, holding him on both shoulders, with his mouth gaping open and his eyes practically shining. In Kurt's mind, he had no idea what was going on. He couldn't quite understand why there is tension in the air and why Cooper just ran to Blaine. Honestly speaking, he felt like Blaine was close to fainting.

"SQUIRT!" Cooper exclaimed, enveloping Blaine into a hug that most probably crushed his bones. Blaine remained still, unmoving and eyes unfocused. Cooper pulled away, looking down at Blaine who glanced back up at him. "Look how much you've grown."

Now Kurt was really frowning, glancing back and forth between the three Andersons in the room. Wait, three Andersons? He blinked, everything was suddenly so clear and OH MY GOD how can he be so stupid?

It seems that Simon noticed that Kurt finally realized what was happening and he gave him a knowing look. Kurt's eyes widened even more.

"Oh my god, I…" Kurt started to say but he stopped talking when Simon shook his head. Kurt bit his lip, shit Blaine's going to be so mad at me.

"How are you, buddy? I've got to hear the story of how you were hypnotized by this huge piece of work." Cooper said, nodding over towards Kurt while the other man just glared at him.

"Enough talking son, let's have dinner." Simon addressed Cooper but the way he said son and the way Cooper responded naturally felt like a stab in Blaine's heart. It felt like his heart was ripped off his chest, stomped on and left on the ground, looking pathetic and dead.

He doesn't even care if that's overly exaggerated because that was what he felt. He never had someone to call him son, he never had someone who was there to guide him or teach how to fix cars or watch football with.

But inside the room, there were two people who had experienced this. His boyfriend even called Simon his "second dad". Oh what a small world indeed.

They sat down, Blaine listened to them talk and catch up about things while he ate in silence. He knew Kurt could feel that he was uncomfortable; he even tried to get Blaine's attention by squeezing his hand under the table and intertwining their fingers together, Blaine couldn't help but have a small smile on his face.

That lasted until his father spoke.

"So, Blaine, I hear you've been looking for a record label." Simon started, looking straight at Blaine who was looking down at his food. "Would you consider signing with BDA records?"

Cooper frowned and nudged is father on the side, "Dad." He hissed. Cooper shot Kurt and Blaine an apologetic look and Kurt kind of understood why. "We'll talk business later. So, Blainey, what have you been up to all these years?" Cooper tried, smiling.

Kurt lightly nudged Blaine's knee with his own, making him finally look up and stare at the two people who looked alike in so many ways. This was probably one of the reasons why Kurt didn't realize that they were related in an instant; Blaine looked a lot like his mother—hazel eyes and short—while Cooper and his father looked the same—both with very strong features, tall and electrifying blue eyes.

It was getting harder to breathe and he could feel a lump forming in his throat. He can't do this. Not right now.

"I'm sorry." Blaine finally said, speaking for the first time which surprised everyone at the table. "Thank you for inviting us to dinner, that was very kind of you. But I can't do this. I really can't." Blaine continued, pushing away from the table and standing up. He glanced at Kurt, managing to give him a sad smile. "You can catch up with them, I need to go." He said, his voice faltering a little bit.

Blaine turned around, not listening to Cooper calling his name. He just wanted to go home because if he doesn't, he'll start bawling in front of everyone. And he wanted to cry, he wanted to cry so bad.

Kurt followed Blaine and thankfully, he hadn't left yet. He was just standing outside and was waiting for the car. "Blaine." Kurt called out, slipping a hand in his and caressing it with his thumb. He felt Blaine hold him tighter, Okay. Good. At least he's not mad.

Both of them kept their heads down as a few paparazzi snapped a photo of them leaving the restaurant and entering the car. Blaine told Kurt's driver to get him to his apartment and Kurt just nodded to his driver.

The car ride home was silent and as much as Kurt wanted to ask, he knew that Blaine needed this silence right now. Blaine didn't let go of his hand though until they reached the apartment building.

Blaine stopped when they were finally alone inside his apartment, his back turned from Kurt and Kurt could feel him closing in on himself, trembling. He didn't want that. He wanted Blaine to know that he was there.

"Blaine." Kurt carefully said, his tone full of emotion. "I'm here."

And that did it. Blaine whipped around in one swift motion, hugging Kurt tightly that it became hard to breathe. Kurt could feel tremors running through Blaine and he did his best to calm him down, running a hand up and down his back and making comforting sounds. They sat on the floor as Kurt continued to whisper in Blaine's ear.

It was after a few seconds of hugging when Kurt realized that Blaine was sobbing. He was crying so hard that he could feel his shoulders getting wet from Blaine's tears.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here." Kurt repeatedly said and every time he says the words 'I'm here', Blaine would only hold him tighter, as if making sure that he was not an illusion.

"I hated him Kurt." Blaine finally said, voice sad and broken that made Kurt want to hold him forever. "I hated him so much." He sobbed. "But finally seeing him made me realize that I wanted nothing more than to be hugged and to hear the words 'Son, I missed you so much, I'm sorry'." Blaine squeaked, tears continuously flowing on his cheeks.

Kurt was crying now too because Blaine sounded so hurt and so vulnerable that even he was hurting. This was the first time he's seen Blaine so broken.

"I wanted him to be my dad even just for a second. I wanted to feel like he cared. But he couldn't do it." Blaine cried, burying his face in Kurt's shoulders. "I don't even care if the first thing he says is about me being gay, I wouldn't have minded. But he jumped ahead to contract signing." He let out a sarcastic laugh that was combined with a sob.

"I hate him Kurt. I hate him for leaving me and my mom but what I hate the most is that I still want to be with him, I still need him, even after all this time." Blaine ended, completely breaking down.

Blaine continued to cry for god knows how long but Kurt held him close, not letting go. He wanted to hold him in his arms until nothing can hurt him anymore, until all the pain goes away.

Kurt hugged him impossibly tighter, his arms strong around Blaine. Never in his life had Kurt wanted to kiss someone and tell him that it's going to be okay, that he's not leaving him, that he's always going to be there, that…

"I love you so much."

Blaine let out a small hum in reply until a second passed and he tensed up. He pulled away from Kurt, hair disheveled with his curls sticking out at awkward angles and his eyes puffy and red from crying.

"Wait. What?" Blaine's eyes were wide and shocked but his lips were quivering and Kurt could almost sense that he was close to smiling again.

Kurt pulled him in again, their foreheads touching as he rubbed his nose with Blaine's. "I'm in love with you Blaine Anderson, I think I have been for a while now." Kurt quietly said, letting his heart do the talking.

"Kurt." Blaine uttered in the way the Kurt always liked to hear.

"I needed you to hear it." Kurt continued, cupping Blaine's cheek. "I needed you to know that you're loved. I needed you to know how much you mean to me and most importantly, I needed you to know that whatever happens, I'm always going to be here. I'm never going to leave you."

Blaine made a noise between a sob and a laugh and Kurt can't even describe the face that his boyfriend was making right now.

Kurt smiled, "You've got that look on your face, you know, that look that's reserved only for me." He pointed out, blushing.

Blaine sighed, completely enamored. "I…Kurt, I-I've been in love with you for so long. You have no idea how much I wanted to tell you, how much I worried that maybe you're not there yet, maybe I'm not it and maybe it's not the right time." He paused. "I'm glad you told me, I really needed to hear it." He smiled. "I love you too." Blaine finally said, the words rolling out of his mouth naturally.

Blaine didn't know if the tears where of joy because Kurt told him that he love him or of sadness because of his father. Maybe it was a mixture of both.

"I'm sorry for taking you to your dad. Please stop crying." Kurt said, wiping away a stray tear. "We'll figure your family stuff together, okay?"

"Let's put those aside for the moment," Blaine said firmly, wanting to forget his woes for a minute and just concentrate on Kurt. "I love you and you love me, that's all that matters for now." He said before leaning to kiss Kurt.

They shared a heated kiss on the floor, Blaine's hand wrapped tightly around Kurt's waist while Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine's loose curls. They pulled away, panting.

"Bed, Blaine. This hurt's my back."

They both transferred to the bedroom, just cuddling close and feeling one another. This time, Blaine was the one who was burying his face in Kurt's chest. Blaine wanted to do more with Kurt but he didn't know if he could make it because he couldn't feel his eyes.

Instead, he closed them, hugging Kurt closer. "I love you." Blaine said. "I love you Kurt. I really do. I love you so much." Blaine repeated over and over again, making Kurt blush.

"You find this to your liking then?" Kurt teased. He planted a soft kiss on Blaine's lips, "I love you too Blaine. I'm glad it's you." Kurt said, kissing the top of Blaine's head.

Blaine smiled, "I'm glad it's you too Kurt."

"Oh and Blaine?" Kurt started, Blaine hummed in reply. "Happy birthday." He greeted.

Blaine cuddled closer with Kurt as he fell asleep with a smile on his face. He'll deal with the troubles later but for now, he's going to bask in the comfort that is a big pile of Kurt Hummel and his love