Since Kurt has left for college, Blaine spent a considerable amount of time with Burt and Carol. He liked being around people who missed Kurt almost as much as him. And they loved having someone to talk to and fuss over now that both of their boys had moved out.

So it was no surprise to anyone when Blaine bounced through the Hummel-Hudson's door that Saturday. Kurt was on his way home. They were picking him up in the early afternoon but Blaine was in the kitchen (only minutes after they had finished breakfast) beaming while talking to Carol. He was already dressed in the outfit that he knew Kurt loved and he had on the bow-tie that Kurt had sent him two months ago.

He was a fluster of nerves, happiness, excitement and impatience. Burt just grinned as he watched Carol fuss with Blaine and he loved how clear it was that this young man was so in love with his son.

The morning went unexpectedly quickly as Carol and Blaine decided on some gifts for Kurt and rushed around in general. Before long they were waiting at the airport for Kurt and the anticipation was punctuated by Blaine's every giddy move.

Then Blaine saw him. And holy shit! Kurt strides over to them wearing one of Blaine's favorite shirts of his.. But now it stretched over broad shoulders. He could see the fabric straining and it was obvious that Kurt had filled out. As he got closer Blaine could tell he had grown in height too and his legs looked delicious where the denim stretched over his muscular thighs. Fuck, is all Blaine could think.

Blaine expected Kurt to look amazing - he always did. But this was more... Kurt was more. Still the Kurt he knows and adores, but unbelievably... Somehow... More attractive. His arms were defined and looked so strong. Blaine's thoughts travelled to how those muscles would feel and look in other situations. Suddenly Kurt was right in front of Blaine and when he finally looked up to Kurt's face, Kurt was glaring back at him with one eyebrow cocked up as if to say “you finished?”

With a skip, Kurt closed the space between him and Blaine, eyes shining, and enveloped him in a hug. As soon as Kurt wrapped himself around Blaine, Blaine noticed Kurt's chest was broader and his pecs moving against him. And fuck if that wasn't the hottest thing. Blaine felt the blood rush down to his dick. He tried to think about anything other than the muscular arms pressed around him or the smell of Kurt.

Blaine took a shaky breath and nuzzled into Kurt's defined chest, breathing him in and Kurt lifted his chin to rest into Blaine's curls. After what seemed like a long time, the boys parted slightly, grins plastered on their faces and Blaine went on his tippy toes to kiss Kurt's mouth. Wow, he's grown, Blaine thought.

So that's how Blaine found himself in a public place, with Kurt’s family of all people, uncomfortably turned on. Because fuck, it had been too long and Jesus, his arms were driving Blaine crazy. He felt like a puppy dog on heat trying not to desperately rut against his gorgeous boyfriend’s strong thigh. Blaine internally praised himself for not wearing skinny legs and forced himself to think of Burt right behind him and yep, that did it, his body began to calm down

Kurt didn't notice Blaine's struggle though and simply hugged Blaine quickly once more before saying "it's so good to be home, nowhere is home without you" before hugging his Dad and Carol.