Kurt and Blaine were lying side by side on Kurt's bed, hands interlaced between them as Kurt wrote the answers to his math questions with his right hand and Blaine turned the pages of his text with his left. Blaine was absently stroking his thumb across Kurt's. Kurt was not so absently forcing himself to focus on his homework. He turned his head slightly to peek at Blaine when he realized that his boyfriend wasn't so much reading as he was trying to stare a hole into the side of his head.

"Hi," Blaine whispered, joy spread across his face.

"Hi," Kurt whispered back. They let their eyes join together, losing themselves for several minutes, reveling in their closeness.

"I didn't think that I would ever enjoy studying this much," Blaine mused.

"It really does take the edge off, doesn't it?"

Blaine leaned over and rested his head on the back of Kurt's shoulder, breathing deeply and taking in his boyfriend's scent. Kurt smiled to himself, realizing that they probably weren't going to be going back to studying any time soon.

"So what did your dad say?" Blaine asked, filling the silence with conversation.

"He seemed to take it pretty well. He said that you seemed like a nice boy and that if I liked you then that was enough for him. But, he said that we weren't to be alone in the house together." Kurt paused. "Of course, what he doesn't know won't hurt him," Kurt said with suggestively raised eyebrows.

"Kurt you have such an amazing relationship with your dad. I don't want to jeopardize it. I think we should follow his rule," Blaine said seriously.

"You are no fun," he whined as wrapped his arm around his boyfriend, pulling their bodies close together.

Blaine began to lose the ability to think, the way he did every time he stared into Kurt's eyes.

He tried to explain. "Seriously though when I went to talk..." Blaine's eyes shot wide at the realization of what he was about to say.

Kurt leaned back in confusion, eyebrows knitting together.

"What?" Kurt questioned.

"Nothing. Forget it," Blaine said as his eyes fell to the comforter.

"You went and talked to my dad?"

Blaine closed his eyes to steady himself.

"Blaine!"

Blaine reopened his eyes and Kurt was surprised by the apprehension he found there.

"What is it?" Kurt questioned. "You can tell me anything."

"I have a confession."

Kurt's eyes widened.

"A couple of weeks ago I went to talk to your Dad at his garage."

"Oh my god, Blaine. Why?" Kurt asked in desperation.

"Well, you know that day when I came over to help you work on your sexy faces for our performance?"

"Yeah," Kurt said confused.

"And you threw me out because you didn't want to talk to me about sex."

"Yeah."

"Well, I thought you really needed to talk to someone and, well, ..."

Kurt sat up on the bed, recoiling in horror. "Oh my god, Blaine! You didn't! How could you?"

"Oh, Kurt, please don't be mad," Blaine pleaded, sitting up next to Kurt and reaching out for his hand. "I only did it because I care so much about you."

"You went and talked to my dad about sex!" Kurt shrieked, pulling his hand from Blaine. He suddenly felt himself starting to close in, realization sweeping across his face, pointing to his boyfriend with a shaky hand, "You! You're the reason I had to have that awkward talk with him. You are why I have sex pamphlets in my nightstand!" Kurt gasped, bringing his hand to his mouth in horror.

"I'm sorry, Kurt. I am. But I was just so scared that if you didn't get informed someone was going to take advantage of you and you were going to get hurt." Blaine saddened, folding his hands in his lap. "I couldn't stand the thought of someone hurting you."

Kurt stared at Blaine in shock. He was angry, well furious actually, and it total disbelief. He wanted to throw Blaine out again. He couldn't believe that Blaine would have the audacity to do such a thing.

But then he looked, really looked, and he saw Blaine, his Blaine, looking forlorn and apologetic. Blaine's big hazel eyes staring back at him with sadness and embarrassment. He saw the sincerity and he softened, realizing that as misguided as it seemed, Blaine really did have only good intentions. He suddenly wanted to leap across the bed, sweep Blaine up in a warm embrace, and kiss the sadness away.

"But seriously," Kurt said in a calmer tone, "what in the world would possess you to do something like that?"

Blaine looked Kurt square in the eye, exhaling. "Because I would do anything for you, Kurt."

The words hung between them for a moment before Kurt quickly closed the distance between their lips.

"You are crazy," Kurt laughed when they parted.

"Crazy about you," Blaine returned amorously.

"Well, then I guess we are both crazy fools."

"I guess we are."

This is the final planned installment in this story. However, if inspiration strikes me, I may continue this as a series of one shots relating to their relationship as it develops. So, for right now I am going to leave it open for the possibility.

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