#barrygibbs

Alex Meets Kurt

“You  have to be nice to him.” Blaine whispered, glancing at the door to the Lima Bean for the fifth time in less than a minute.

“Why would I not be nice?” Alex asked, arching his eyebrow.

“Because you love to ruin my life?” Blaine suggested, raising his own.

“Embarrass you? Yes. Ruin your life? Never.” Alex grinned. “That him?”

“Would I really date someone that looked like that?” Blaine asked.

“True. Well, what does he look like? Is he taller than you? Of course he is, who isn’t? I bet he’s tall, really skinny, and has blue eyes. You’ve always liked blue eyes.” Alex said thoughtfully.

“No comment.” Blaine stood. “I’m going to the bathroom. If you see him—just—you know. Act like a normal human being.”

“Normal human being. Got it, little bro.” Alex said, waving Blaine on. “Go peepee.”

“You’ve really got to get out of the house without Danny more.” Blaine muttered as he walked away.

“Maybe I do.” Alex said, glancing at Danny who was in a little booster seat and happily coloring on some paper while humming.

He glanced up when Kurt walked in. Of course he didn’t know it was Kurt, but… he knew it was Kurt. Tall, thin, perfectly styled hair, startling blue eyes, and confidence like no other. There was no way this wasn’t Kurt Hummel.

“Here we go, Danny.” Alex said, ruffing his son’s dark curls before standing and saying loud enough for Kurt to hear, “Kurt?”

The teenager’s eyes widened in surprised, he glanced at what was clearly Blaine’s phone on the table—so that was why Blaine hadn’t answered his text—and then came forward. “Hello, I’m Kurt Hummel.”

“I’M DANNY!” Danny shrieked, drawing attention of everyone in the small café.

“Well hello Danny.” Kurt said, laughing a bit.

“DO YOU LIKE MY PICTURE?”

“It’s very nice. What is it?”

Danny scowled and crossed his little arms over his chest. “It’s a doggy.”

“Danny, shh.” Alex laughed and held out his hand standing. “I’m Alex, Blaine’s older brother. Blaine’s older brother with friends in high places that can make people disappear if need be. Blaine’s not really going to the bathroom. That’s just his excuse because he’s nervous, meaning we’ll have a few minutes to ourselves. Aren’t you excited? You should probably say yes.”

“Yes…” Kurt said, trying to figure out if he needed to be scared.

“What are your intentions with Blaine, Kurt?” Alex asked, smiling sweetly. “And keep in mind that you’re talking about my baby brother here. I’m as protective over him as I am my infant son… I’m very protective of my infant son.”

“I don’t intend to hurt him. I… I really care about him.” Kurt said as he sat down across from Alex, his voice soft and his eyes sincere. “I like him a lot.”

“Why?” Alex asked.

“Why?” Kurt repeated.

“Yes. Why do you like my little brother?” Alex nodded. “There has to be a reason. I want to decide if it’s a good enough one.”

“I’m the baby!” Danny declared, throwing his crayons into the air.

“Danny¸good grief.” Alex sighed, bending down and picking up the crayons. “Take these extra seconds to come up with an awesome answer, Kurt.”

“Because he’s my best friend.” Kurt said simply when Danny had his crayons and Alex was sitting up straight again. “And he’s special. There’s just something about him… He makes me—no, we make each other happy, we understand each other, and we’ve got great—” Kurt blushed. “Chemistry.”

“Ixnay on the chemistry.” Alex cringed. “I hope you don’t have too much because you’re both underage and have only been dating three weeks.”

“Was my answer sufficient?” Kurt asked hopefully.

“I suppose… But before Blaine gets back, I just want you to know that… if you think Wes and David are scary, you’ve no idea what I’m capable of.” Alex smiled sweetly again, pleased when Kurt swallowed nervously. “He’s a sweet boy and I know we’d both hate to see his heart broken.”

“I would never do that.” Kurt said sincerely. “Never.”

“Make sure you don’t.” Alex said.

“BLAINE!” Danny shrieked.

“Oh. My. God.” Blaine said, coming up. “What are you doing, Alex? What are you two talking about? Did you threaten him? You have got to quit doing this! You’re worse than dad.”

“Have you met our dad yet, Kurt?” Alex asked, smirking.

“No.” Kurt said, swallowing again.

“I’m not worse than dad.” Alex’s smirk grew.

“GRANDPA!” Danny shrieked happily, throwing his crayons at Blaine. “GRANDPA!”

“Don’t listen to him.” Blaine sighed, handing Danny his crayons and then taking his seat next to Kurt. “In fact, just ignore anything he says, Kurt.”

“Is your dad really that bad?” Kurt asked nervously, glancing between Blaine and Alex.

“No.” Blaine said as Alex nodded yes eagerly. “He’s really not. Just don’t bring up politics and don’t give your opinion on political parties and you’ll be good.”

“I have to meet him next week.” Kurt sighed a bit.

“Ouch. That sucks.” Alex snorted. “I’m married and have a child and Dad still hasn’t met my wife.”

“Is that an option for us? I think I’m scarred enough.” Kurt whispered as Danny once again threw his crayons into the air while shrieking loudly.