Monday was my day off so I was browsing the online magazine for ideas to show Kurt when he got home when there was a knock on the door.

"Coming." I yelled as I set the laptop aside.

I don't think anything in the world could prepare me for who was on the other side of the door, I would have been less surprised to see a Sasquatch, instead I was greeted with the not so happy face of George Anderson, my father.

"Is this some sort of fucking joke?" He greeted me.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

He handed me a copy of Sunday's Westerville Times. I immediately saw the engagement announcement from Burt and Carole. It was almost word for word what Kurt said it would be Burt Hummel and Carole Hudson-Hummel are proud to announce the engagement of Kurt Hummel to Blaine Anderson. But under the photo was something I hadn't expected. Welcome to the family Blaine! We love you!

I couldn't help but smile.

"It's not a joke, I'm getting married."

"That's fucking disgusting, people like you should not be allowed to get married."

"People in love?"

"Did you have to put this in the Westerville Times where you knew all my friends would see it? Did you do this just to embarrass me?"

"Why are you here?"

"To tell you to keep your disgusting lifestyle out of my face."

"Blaine?" Kurt asked coming up behind my father.

"This him? Fuck Blaine, why don't you just marry a woman?" My father said looking Kurt up and down a sneer on his face.

I then did something that I always wanted to do but never had the guts; I punched my father square in the face.

"Get the fuck out of here, I don't need you or your bitch of a wife in my life."

"My only regret is that I can't do anything to stop you from having access to that trust fund my parents left you, they would be so disgusted to see how you turned out."

"They knew, I came out to Grandma and Grandpa way before I came out to you and they fully supported me."

"You are a fucking liar."

"Believe what you want but I know the truth...now get out of here, you are getting blood on my floor." I slammed the door closed in my father's face.

"Was that...who was that?" Kurt asked.

"That was George Anderson."

"Your father?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to go the gym and take it out a punching bag or do you want angry sex?"

"Can....we...can we call your dad?"

"We can totally call my dad."

Kurt got his phone out of his pocket and dialed his dad's number.

"Hey dad....no, I'm fine....I know but Blaine wanted to speak to you....yeah here he is."

"Hi Burt."

"What's up kid?"

"I saw the engagement announcement and I just wanted to say thank you."

"Darn, I wanted to show it to you, how did you see it?"

"My...my father brought it by."

"I see...and how did that go?"

"I think I broke his nose."

"And what did he do to deserve that?"

"What do you think?"

"Insulted Kurt."

"Yup."

"I'm sorry things didn't go as well as you hoped, are you ok kid?"

"Honestly?"

"Yup."

"No."

"If you want to cry you go right ahead, no shame in it."

"I just...I don't know why he can't support me..."

"Some people don't know how to be parents kid."

I fought back a sob.

"Carole and I meant it you know...you are part of this family now and we love you kid."

"I love you and Carole too."

"We know."

I stayed on the phone with Burt for a while longer, neither of us saying anything him just letting me cry while Kurt sat beside me and lovingly stroked my back.

"You're a good kid Blaine." Burt told me when my crying subsided.

"Thanks."

"You ok now?"

"Yeah."

"Good, we'll see you kids on Wednesday."

"Ok."

"Can you give Kurt the phone for a minute?"

"Ok?'

"Hey dad....I know...don't worry I will....love you too...bye."

"You feel better now baby?" Kurt asked me wrapping his arms around me.

I nodded.

"Come on let's go to our room."

"Are we going to have sex?"

"Do you want to have sex?"

"Remind me that you love me."

"I do love you."

"I love you too."

He paused then moved beside me and the next thing I knew he was picking me up.

"What are you doing?" I asked let out a surprised laugh.

"I'm carrying you...now stop squirming...I never squirm this much when you carry me."

I tried to not squirm and just let him carry me, it was very odd. He brought me to our room and set me on our bed crawling on top of me.

"So, did you like being carried?"

"I think I prefer being the one doing the carrying but it was exactly what I needed right now."

"Hmm...I thought it would be...but I don't think it was all you needed."

"No?"

"No."

"What else do I need?"

He kissed me tenderly yet passionately.

"Mmm...what else do I need?"

"You need to be naked." He told me pulling at my white tank top; I quickly took it off while he took of my sweats.

"No underwear today Blaine?"

I shook my head. "I was just lazing around the loft, didn't see the need for underwear."

He smiled at me before taking my cock into his mouth, when we first got together he couldn't deep throat me but after a lot of practice he can now and it is fucking amazing.

"So good." I moaned.

He slowly pulled his mouth of my cock causing me to whine at the loss. He got off the bed and I propped myself up on my elbows to see what he was doing, smiling when I realised he was just taking his clothes off. Once he was naked he grabbed the lube and rejoined me on the bed.

'"Spread your legs for me baby." He told me softly as soon as I did I felt his finer slowly tracing my hole, he looked at me questioningly.

"Please."

He nodded and then began to slowly work me open.

"That's good, I'm ready." I told him as he added a third finger.

He withdrew his fingers and coated his cock before very slowly entering me. As he slowly began to thrust in and out of me he looked me in the eyes and kept telling that he loves me over and over, we both knew this had nothing to do with getting off and everything to do with him showing me his love for me.