The next morning our alarm went off early, we dragged ourselves out of bed and took a shower and then decided to grab breakfast at the airport. After a short flight we landed in Lima as we deplaned I could see Blaine getting more and more nervous so I took his hand.

"They're going to love you." I told him.

He hummed uncertainly.

"Come on." I said pulling his hand, "Oh! I see Finn!"

I began to walk faster knowing my dad would be with Finn and pulled Blaine along with me.

"Kurt slow down! You're going to pull my arm out of the socket."

"Then walk faster!"

He laughed at me.

"Don't laugh! I'm excited to see my family!"

"I know I think it's adorable."

"Really?" I paused.

"Of course." He smiled at me.

"Thank you."

He smiled and gave me a quick kiss which I melted into and made slightly longer. We broke apart when I heard my dad clear his throat.

"Hi dad!" I said throwing my arms around him.

"Hi kid, I'm assuming this is the new boyfriend and not some stranger that you were just sucking face with."

"This is him." I said smiling proudly.

"Sorry about that sir." Blaine said rubbing the back of his neck.

"So polite." Carole cooed.

"Only because he's convinced dad's going to kill him." I told her before giving her a hug.

"I'm going to go grab our bags, ok?" Blaine asked me.

"Do you need help?"

"Nah, I'll just grab one of those luggage carts, it'll be fine."

"Ok baby."

"Baby?" My dad asked raising his eyebrow after Blaine walked away.

I blushed.

"Dude, I am so confused...wasn't your boyfriend like blonde and British before?" Finn asked.

"Different guy Finn, I'm not seeing him anymore."

"Oh...ok."

After a few minutes Blaine returned with a luggage cart filled to capacity.

"Let me guess those are mostly Kurt's." My dad said.

"Umm...this one is mine." Blaine said gesturing to the duffel bag he was carrying, "and all the rest are Kurt's."

"Kid, you are only staying for a week, you know that right?"

"I need options dad."

"You should see our closet, like 98% of it is his clothes." Blaine joked.

"Our closet?" My dad asked raising his eyebrow.

"Oh shit." Blaine muttered.

"Yes dad our closet, we share a room. We really didn't see the point of having two rooms in the same apartment so Blaine moved into my room."

"Right."

"And by the way, I totally cleared out room in the closet for you." I told Blaine.

"You did, which is why I get 2% of the closet."

"It's not my fault that the closet is so tiny!"

"Kurt, we could have a walk in closet and you'd still fill it."

"He'd probably fill two walk in closets." My dad added.

"Maybe we could convert my old room into a closet..." Blaine pondered.

"He'd still fill it up."

"True and Rachel would probably flip out."

"So...am I a decent sized closet or not?" I asked.

"You are the only person I know who would consider a whole room to be a 'decent sized closet' and if you can get Rachel to agree to it I will totally make it happen."

"Oh yay! I'm totally getting a decent sized closet!"

"So how you thinking about going about making it into a closet?" My dad asked Blaine.

"I'm thinking I can cut into the wall separating the two rooms, put in some French doors. That will be the hard part but then I'll just put up some shelves and racks, of course it will mean moving the dressers but if we moved Kurt's dresser into the closet it will be doable. Shouldn't take me more than a weekend, really."

"You can actually do that sort of thing?" I asked.

"I can, I worked construction for a summer."

"Damn baby, that's hot."

"Down boy." My dad told me.

"So are you going to dry wall off the old door?" My dad asked.

"I don't know...it might be nice for Kurt to have more than one entrance to it, you know so when he brings home his dry cleaning he doesn't have to go through the bedroom to put it away."

"Hmm...but if you do then there will be more wall space."

"True. I'll have to look at it and take some measurements when we get home, if Rachel agrees that is."

We got to the parking lot and my dad smiled at me and handed me keys.

"What?" I asked, he pointed over my shoulder and I turned around seeing my old Navigator. "My baby!" I exclaimed running up to it.

"What the hell? I thought I was your baby." Blaine said surprised.

"He's got a strange attachment to that car, don't take it personally." Carole said.

Blaine and Finn loaded the luggage into the back of the Navigator and then my dad and Carole got in one car while Blaine, Finn and I got in the Navigator.

"See you were worried for nothing, my dad likes you already."

"Oh yeah I made a great impression by shoving my tongue down your throat and then announcing we share a room." Blaine said rolling his eyes.

"Pretty sure I shoved my tongue down your throat, plus we do share a room, I was never going to keep that from my dad."

"Dude, you totally got him with that whole closet talk." Finn said from the backseat.

"Yeah?" Blaine asked turning around.

"You believe him and not me?" I asked.

"He has no reason to try and make me feel better."

Finn nodded.

"Yeah...you into sports at all?" Finn asked.

Blaine nodded.

"Cool so talk him about that and try not to mention that you are having sex with his son and it'll be all good."

"Thanks man, what about your mom?"

"Oh just smile and say please and thank you and she'll be putty in your hand."

"Ok...I can do that."

"Don't worry though, as long as you make Kurt happy they'll like you...and from what Rachel tells me you make Kurt very happy...but no loud sex while you are here yeah?"

"Oh my god! I can't believe you two talk about mine and Blaine's sex life." I exclaimed.

"Sorry, we talk about a lot and yeah...no holds barred."

"Really....so what's going on there?" I asked.

"She said you told her if we got back together you'd threaten with me with hurting my drums if I hurt her...."

"I did."

"It's time for you to make threats about my drums little bro...it's not official...but yeah, it's gonna happen."

"Good."

"She tells me everything ya know?"

"Ok."

"So I have to ask....are the two of you ok?"

"We're great." I said exchanging smiles with Blaine.

"Ok. Don't worry I won't tell mom or Burt."

"Thanks."