It was hot outside. Like... seriously hot. And though Kurt adored clothes, he just couldn’t bring it up to walk around in more than a bermuda. He was in good shape, glad that his baby fat had disappeared finally. Not that Kurt really mattered if he was muscled or just lean, but you know... it was nice to know that he looked good. For Blaine.
Kurt knew that Blaine would love him forever, even when he was old and gray and fat, but he also knew that Blaine liked his pecs. Just as Kurt really, really appreciated Blaine’s abs.
But Blaine wasn’t here today. He was on a trip to the Zoo with his parents and his brother. It was a family trip, so no significant others allowed (even though Blaine considered Kurt already as his family).

Since it was vacation and Blaine wasn’t around, Kurt decided to sit in the garden for a while. He took a tube of sunscreen, his favorite Vogue issue and his sunglasses to go outside. Once he had laid all of his stuff in the garden, he went back inside to ask his dad to rub the sunscreen on his back.
“Hey, dad, could you do my back, please? I don’t want a sun burn.”
Burt nodded, “Sure kiddo.”, and got to it. Until he saw bruises on Kurt’s sides. And scratches. “Kurt?”
“Are you ready?”
Burt put his finger on one of the bruises. “What is this, buddy? Did someone hurt you?”
The boy turned around. Crap, crap, crap! He had totally forgotten about those! He put his hands on his hips, trying to cover the bruises. “Oh, that’s nothing, dad. Nobody hurt me.”
Then Burt saw the little scratches on his son’s shoulders. “Kurt. You have bruises on your sides and scratches on your shoulders.”
Kurt smiled nervously. “Dad, I swear, nobody hurt me!”
“Then where do those come from, Kurt?”, he grabbed the boy’s shoulder, “You should tell me when someone bullies you! It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
Kurt flushed, but did have the courage to look his dad in the eyes. “It’s from sex. Blaine just accidentally scratched my shoulders and my hips... yeah, same story.”
Burt choked on air. He forgot to breath for a moment. “Oh. Sex?”
“Yeah.”
They just stood there for a few minutes. Kurt knew that his dad was going to talk about it now, but he needed some time. Assuming that your kid is having sex and actually knowing... there’s a big difference.
“Are you being safe?”
“Off course.”
“Did he push you?”
“No! We were and are on the same page about all of this.”
“So you didn’t force him into anything either?”
“Wha-? No, dad, I didn’t force him to do anything he didn’t want to do. We are two teenage boys, we have been together for over six months, I love him, he loves me and we want to... We want to make love. You said, and I quote: ‘When you’re ready, I want you to be able to do everything.’ Well, I’m ready and Blaine’s ready.”
Burt raised his hands in defence. “Okay, I’m just checking...”
“Can I go now?”, Kurt asked, pointing at the garden.
“One more question”, Burt said, now smiling.
“Yeah?”
“Are you happy with him?”
Kurt just started to smile. His eyes looked like stars. “I am, Dad. I really am.”
Burt winked. “That’s good. Go enjoy your sun now.”
Kurt gave his dad a hug and walked out. He just heard his dad yell one more thing. “NOT WHEN WE’RE AT HOME!”
Kurt chuckled. Oooh, good he didn’t know...