Klaine

The Monday after

Kurt

Ever since Valentine's day, Blaine has been really clingy. He stayed at my place the whole weekend. My dad was in his room, throwing up cause he drank to much on Vday. I also had to nurse him, you know, feed him, give him medicine, stuff like that.

Blaine was sleeping in my bed this morning with me, of course. I woke up earlier than him. He was still snoring in his pillow when I woke up. I turned around to look at him and he looked like an angel with really curly hair. I kissed him on the forehead and went to the bathroom to get ready for school. I washed my face, brush my teeth, and got dressed.

When I got out, Blaine was still sleeping. I stopped another moment just to admire that sleepy, curly haired angel and headed down stairs to eat. I checked on my dad to make sure he was okay. He was sleeping also, snoring with the blanket over his head. I went down the stairs and made myself some breakfeast. A cheesecake was staring at me. asking me to eat it. I licked my lips a bit, but resisted. "later Kurt. later." I whispered to myself, and I grabbed some fruit on the top shelf of the fridge. I made my own fruit salad. Chopping strawberries, kiwi, and sprinkling it with raspberries and blueberries. When I put away the left over fruit that I didn't chop up, I felt someone putting their arms around me. 

"Good morning babe." Blaine said breathy in my ear, and he places soft kisses on my neck. I smiled.

"Blaine. My dad is upstairs. He might wake up anytime. And plus its a school day. You gotta get ready, or else we're gonna be late." I say a little soft trying to get him to head upstairs and get ready.

"He's drunk right?"

"He's sober"

"Yeah. but he's a sleep."

"Yeah"

"Then you have nothing to worry about." He whispers in my ear,  then kissing my neck again.

"Kurt. No lovey dovey stuff in front of me when I'm home." I hear my dad call out rubbing his eyes, and coming down the stairs in his robe. Blaine quickly let go of me and pretended to grab a mug in the cabinet. My dad walked towards the kitchen and poured himself a cup of water. I resumed eating my breakfast, and Blaine making himself some hot chocolate.

"I know you guys had sex the other night." My dad said, sitting down on a chair. And placing his cup of water on the table in front of him.  Blaine and I looked at eachother with mixed faces of embarrassment and worryness.

"Dad.  How did you know? " I stuttered out.

"Kurt I'm your father" he says looking at me. "And plus,  I saw the condom wrapper on your floor when I was heading down stairs." he added.

"Crap." Blaine whispered to himself.

"It's fine. As long as you guys are doing it safe. And as long as I'm not in the house."

Blaine still was a little embarrassed cause he knows that, that wrapper was his. I looked at him with a 'it's okay face' and I smiled a bit to let him know its okay.  He smiled back,  then looked slowly to the floor.

"Um.  Dad.  Why are you so cool with this?" I asked

"Well because I know how at your age,  hormones start to control your body.  Remember, I was young like you before."

"Yeah.  I know.  I know.  So you're okay with us having..... sex........?"

"Yes. But as long as you guys are using protection. Don't even risk it once,  cause one wrong move can cause you sick in a hospital bed." he warned us.

"Okay. We promise" I said.

"Blaine? " my dad says facing him. Blaine still looking at the floor with embarrassment.