Author: anxioussquirrel
Genre: mostly fluff, with sexy times and a bit of angst here and there
Rating: NC-17 for the whole series
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its characters.
Word Count: ~4000 this chapter

Summary: The long-awaited sequel to my story Gotten. A series of snapshots from Kurt and Blaine's life together over the years.

Author's notes: This is a sequel, so if you haven't read Gotten, go read it first.

I'm sorry I made you all wait so long for the sequel – what can I say… it was plot bunny season. But now the journey is starting.

Let's discuss the plan: this is a WIP, which is unusual for me, but there's a reason: this won't really be a continuous story, but a series of one-shots, kind of snapshots from important moments of Kurt and Blaine's life together. And because of that, I'll only be posting once a week, always on Thursdays. If you know me, you know that I deliver what I promise :) The series has a potential to be long – around 20 installments, maybe? We shall see.

The general rating is NC-17, but it may vary from chapter to chapter. The genre might change too, although most of them will be quite fluffy. Like Gotten, it's written in 1st person, from Blaine's POV.

Okay, enough talking. Let's start.


I know I shouldn't be anxious. There's nothing to be anxious about, no reason to feel like I do before a very important exam. But I can't help it; it is a very important exam, even if there are no teachers or grades, or required material, and I've graduated a long time ago.

Kurt looks at me with amused eyes every time I start to fidget in my seat on the plane, soothing again and again.

"Blaine, relax. They will love you, they already do, you know that. They'll be happy to see you as my boyfriend."

Right. It's easy for him to say. He's not the one being introduced as a new boyfriend to his family; not today, anyway. And they have no idea, either – Kurt's kept our relationship to himself for the last month, choosing to tell them in person; they don't even know Kurt isn't coming alone. I've supported it, but right now I'm not so sure it was such a good thing. At least if he told them on the phone, they would have time to get used to the idea.

My hands are shaking a little as we sit in the bus terminal in Columbus, waiting for our connection to Lima. Kurt has just decided it's time to let his family know he's bringing company, and as he chooses the number in his phone, I feel like I'm going to puke. It's stupid, I know; I'm not fifteen, for heaven's sake. But I can't help it – Kurt is my future, I can't screw this up; this week has to be perfect. What if I'm not what – or rather, who – they want for Kurt? What if they see me as fit to be his best friend, but not his boyfriend, and his future husband? What if they don't want me to be part of their family? What if - ?

Kurt's voice shakes me out of the spiral of anxiety I'm falling into again.

"Dad, hi! I'm in Columbus, the bus will be here any minute. Or should I say, we're in Columbus – I'm bringing my boyfriend with me, I hope that's okay?"

I can just barely hear Burt's voice; I can't understand the words, but he doesn't sound happy. My stomach clenches, but Kurt doesn't look worried. In fact, he grins.

"No dad, it's not Marcus. I promise, it's someone new. I'm sure you'll love him."

The murmur in the speaker doesn't sound convinced, and Kurt winces a little.

"Yes, I remember I said so about Marcus too. I know. But this, he… he's different. You'll see." A short break, then. "No, good different, Dad. Really. Trust me. Okay, here's our bus. See you soon!"

We take our bags and we're on our way.

Continued in Gotten, the sequel: for life