Author's Note: I don't know how well this is going to be, but I promise that I will try my hardest, I haven't written this much because, well, I don't like it. TO me it feels odd, and awkward. Anyway, I am not sure when I will update this, but I promise it will not die as I refuse to leave any story unfinished! I hope you all enjoy it.

Dancing Queen

Mike wasn't expecting that question to come from Burt, but when it did Mike knew that he wouldn't leave until he answered it. He had to think about it, his parents were very traditional, so much so that they rarely strayed from it.

"I'm not sure they would accept me if I told them, they cling to their traditions and customs from their home country. I would be more than likely thrown out if I came out to them." Mike said sadly, realizing it was probably true.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but I just wanted to let you know that people around here aren't too good at keeping something like this quiet. Your parents would probably want to hear it from you rather than overhear it or learn it from a stranger." Mike just nodded before returning to his task of rinsing the suds off the dishes.

A couple of minutes later, Mike and Burt joined Kurt, Finn, and Carole on the couches as they watched the baseball game. Kurt wasn't paying attention to the game; instead he was reading a fashion magazine.

"Whatcha reading?" Mike whispered into his ear, causing a light blush to appear on Kurt's face.

"Just what the new spring lineup is going to be. I can't wait to get that new Marc Jacobs sweater. But you probably don't really care about fashion." Kurt said turning to look at his boyfriend, "Dad, Mike and I are going to my room. I will keep the door open."

Burt just nodded, not really hearing anything his son just said as his attention was wrapped up in the game. Finn just cheered when his favorite team scored a run against Burt's team. Carole just smiled at her two of her three favorite men.

Inside Kurt's Room

"You are so lucky; your dad is so accepting of you. I would kill if my parents were half as tolerant towards the unknown like your dad is. I envy you Kurt." Mike said as he sat on Kurt's bed, watching as the other teen began his nightly moisturizing routine.

"All he cares about is having a son like Finn; normal, straight, able to talk about sports without commenting on the pants that they shouldn't be wearing." Kurt said sadly before sniffling, trying to hold back his tears. "I know he loves me because I'm his son, but I can't help but wonder if he really wanted a son like Finn."

"Kurt, your dad loves you. He cares about you more than you may think. He might not understand everything you like, and he might enjoy talking sports with Finn. But he isn't his son, you are. Nothing will change that."

"Thanks Mike. Somehow you read me like an open book, no pun intended." Kurt said remembering that Mike had seen inside his diary. Plus, it wasn't like Kurt had his ice veil around him all the time, whenever he was home the ice melted.

"Don't worry about it babe. I know what it's like thinking your parent wishes that they had the perfect child. The reality is no child is a perfect child." Mike said before hugging Kurt from behind, planting a kiss on the back of his neck.

Kurt shifted on his vanity chair causing Mike to lessen the embrace so that he could kiss him. This kiss bore every emotion that both boys felt for one another. Mike was the one to end it though, he had something that he wanted to ask Kurt and he wasn't going to get distracted.

"Kurt, would you go on a date with me this Friday?" Mike just smiled, hoping that Kurt would agree, even though he knew he would.

A/N: Sorry it's short but I have to get used to writing in this mindset again. Please review if you liked it, heck, review even if you hated it. Just let me know how I can do better.

Have a great week and see you guys next time!

_Ray_

P.S. Thank Gogoohaha for kicking my butt into writing this again.