Guess Who's Coming to Dinner (Finn/Kurt) Part 3/?
a/n: Forgive me, Kurt isn't in this chapter. Finn needs to work some stuff out first, and he need help, it's Finn after all. I also can't seem to resist hinting at a little Will/Finn.
(Later that summer)
Finn was tired of waiting. He was ready to admit that Kurt had a point about the time thing. Kurt was certainly more of his old self. At the very least he had stopped gazing sadly out of windows and listening to his Broadway’s Most Depressing Hits playlist at all hours of the day.
The summer had been very different for Finn as well. It was weird to leave all the high school stuff behind, and in a way he wasn’t sure where that left him. He wasn’t the quarterback, or the lead singer, or someone’s boyfriend. He was just Finn, and it had taken a few weeks to get a handle on what that meant, or maybe more importantly what it could mean. He had taken a summer job with the Lima Parks Department, doing some landscaping and mowing grass. It wasn’t much fun, but it paid well and it gave him time to think. Since the night he danced with Kurt the taller boy hadn’t been able to ignore the new feelings he was having towards his step-brother.
After two weeks of muttering through lots of websites, some helpful and some just plain frightening he gave up trying to figure things out on his own. So, after work one day he jumped in his truck and headed off to see Rachel. It had taken almost all of their senior year, but they were finally able to settle into a comfortable friendship. Finn figured that other than Kurt she knew more about this stuff than anyone he knew.
“Finn! I wasn’t expecting you. Come in, can I get you a beverage?” the small brunette said.
“Some water would be awesome, I just finished work.”
Rachel nodded and he followed her into the kitchen and sat at the small dining table.
“Are your dads home?” he asked. He wasn’t quite ready for her to drag them in for a heart to heart or something.
“No,” she said, “Dad took Daddy to Columbus to see that new French movie the critics have been talking about.”
“I’m not sure what’s going on with me, but you are smart about this relationship stuff - at least when it’s other people’s.” Finn said, smirking at her while dodging her indignant punch to his arm.
“What’s her name?” Rachel asked, wondering if Finn had met someone in his new job. When Finn didn’t answer right away she looked up at him to find him staring at his shoes.
“Finn?” she asked gently, “Are you here because it’s not a girl? You can look at me you idiot, you know I don’t care.”
Finn blushed and looked her in the eye. Apparently everything was written all over his face because she gasped and her face lit up, “It’s Kurt! You’ve finally realized you have more than friendly feelings for him.”
Finn choked a bit, “Finally?”
“You are the only one who didn’t know about your feelings, there has always been something different between you and not just on his side.”
“But I do like girls! Seriously, there was his girl at the city pool the other day and …”
“Finn, focus! You know it’s not as simple as one or the other right? You can like both. Although, if you are seriously considering a relationship with Kurt I suggest you stop ogling girls at the pool.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” he said, watching as she popped into the living room and took a book down from the shelf. She checked the index and opened it to some kind of chart and laid it in front of him.
“This is called the Kinsey Scale, it’s not the only way to think about these things, but I think it will help you understand. See, at this end is people who are exclusively straight, and at the other end are people who are only homosexual. Now, you’ll have to figure this out for yourself, but I’m guessing you’ll feel that you are a 2 or even a 1. “
Finn read through the descriptions and thought for a minute, “A two, I think.”
Rachel nodded, “Kurt’s not the only guy then?”
“Well, he’s the only guy I’ve actually wanted badly enough to do more than just think about. But, yeah, I’ve noticed guys before.”
“I kind of figured that was the case,” she said, looking past him and biting her lip to keep from laughing.
He looked up her and sighed, “You obviously think you know something?”
“About your crush on Mr. Schue? Um, yeah. We all kind of knew, you are really subtle Finn. that was while Kurt was at Dalton though so he missed it. Did Schue give you the “you deserve someone special” speech?”
Finn shook his head.
“Then he was clinging hard to the denial. Interesting.”
Finn didn’t quite follow what she was talking about, but accepted it when she she waved it off with a “Don’t worry about it.” After all, he was here to talk about Kurt.
“Kurt is worried I’m just lonely or horny. I mean, I’m kind of lonely, and I’m definitely horny. So what! If I wasn’t interested in Kurt I could get that taken care of any weekend. There are only five bars in this town that people under thirty go to. There are plenty of babes that would be willing to take a go at last year’s quarterback. I’m not looking for a meaningless fling. “ Finn said, bringing their conversation back to his problems.
Rachel made a face when he mentioned the “babes’” but couldn’t argue the point, “Kurt needs reasons not to let himself hope too much. In case August comes and you choose the ‘Never talking about it again’ option. Now he needs you to take those reasons away for him. That’s why he’s making you wait.”
Finn nodded, “So if I let him know that I’ve figured out I sometimes like guys and it’s not just a piece of tail I’m after he’ll give me a chance?”
“That’s up to Kurt, but I think you are finally ready to follow your heart instead of the crowd. I think he is beginning to see that too. I’m proud of you.”
Finn rolled his eyes, but gave her a hug anyway, “Thanks Rachel, I think I just needed a chance to say some of this stuff out loud.”
Rachel just smiled and walked him back to her door, “That’s what friends are for.”
(Later that summer)
Finn was tired of waiting. He was ready to admit that Kurt had a point about the time thing. Kurt was certainly more of his old self. At the very least he had stopped gazing sadly out of windows and listening to his Broadway’s Most Depressing Hits playlist at all hours of the day.
The summer had been very different for Finn as well. It was weird to leave all the high school stuff behind, and in a way he wasn’t sure where that left him. He wasn’t the quarterback, or the lead singer, or someone’s boyfriend. He was just Finn, and it had taken a few weeks to get a handle on what that meant, or maybe more importantly what it could mean. He had taken a summer job with the Lima Parks Department, doing some landscaping and mowing grass. It wasn’t much fun, but it paid well and it gave him time to think. Since the night he danced with Kurt the taller boy hadn’t been able to ignore the new feelings he was having towards his step-brother.
After two weeks of muttering through lots of websites, some helpful and some just plain frightening he gave up trying to figure things out on his own. So, after work one day he jumped in his truck and headed off to see Rachel. It had taken almost all of their senior year, but they were finally able to settle into a comfortable friendship. Finn figured that other than Kurt she knew more about this stuff than anyone he knew.
“Finn! I wasn’t expecting you. Come in, can I get you a beverage?” the small brunette said.
“Some water would be awesome, I just finished work.”
Rachel nodded and he followed her into the kitchen and sat at the small dining table.
“Are your dads home?” he asked. He wasn’t quite ready for her to drag them in for a heart to heart or something.
“No,” she said, “Dad took Daddy to Columbus to see that new French movie the critics have been talking about.”
“I’m not sure what’s going on with me, but you are smart about this relationship stuff - at least when it’s other people’s.” Finn said, smirking at her while dodging her indignant punch to his arm.
“What’s her name?” Rachel asked, wondering if Finn had met someone in his new job. When Finn didn’t answer right away she looked up at him to find him staring at his shoes.
“Finn?” she asked gently, “Are you here because it’s not a girl? You can look at me you idiot, you know I don’t care.”
Finn blushed and looked her in the eye. Apparently everything was written all over his face because she gasped and her face lit up, “It’s Kurt! You’ve finally realized you have more than friendly feelings for him.”
Finn choked a bit, “Finally?”
“You are the only one who didn’t know about your feelings, there has always been something different between you and not just on his side.”
“But I do like girls! Seriously, there was his girl at the city pool the other day and …”
“Finn, focus! You know it’s not as simple as one or the other right? You can like both. Although, if you are seriously considering a relationship with Kurt I suggest you stop ogling girls at the pool.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” he said, watching as she popped into the living room and took a book down from the shelf. She checked the index and opened it to some kind of chart and laid it in front of him.
“This is called the Kinsey Scale, it’s not the only way to think about these things, but I think it will help you understand. See, at this end is people who are exclusively straight, and at the other end are people who are only homosexual. Now, you’ll have to figure this out for yourself, but I’m guessing you’ll feel that you are a 2 or even a 1. “
Finn read through the descriptions and thought for a minute, “A two, I think.”
Rachel nodded, “Kurt’s not the only guy then?”
“Well, he’s the only guy I’ve actually wanted badly enough to do more than just think about. But, yeah, I’ve noticed guys before.”
“I kind of figured that was the case,” she said, looking past him and biting her lip to keep from laughing.
He looked up her and sighed, “You obviously think you know something?”
“About your crush on Mr. Schue? Um, yeah. We all kind of knew, you are really subtle Finn. that was while Kurt was at Dalton though so he missed it. Did Schue give you the “you deserve someone special” speech?”
Finn shook his head.
“Then he was clinging hard to the denial. Interesting.”
Finn didn’t quite follow what she was talking about, but accepted it when she she waved it off with a “Don’t worry about it.” After all, he was here to talk about Kurt.
“Kurt is worried I’m just lonely or horny. I mean, I’m kind of lonely, and I’m definitely horny. So what! If I wasn’t interested in Kurt I could get that taken care of any weekend. There are only five bars in this town that people under thirty go to. There are plenty of babes that would be willing to take a go at last year’s quarterback. I’m not looking for a meaningless fling. “ Finn said, bringing their conversation back to his problems.
Rachel made a face when he mentioned the “babes’” but couldn’t argue the point, “Kurt needs reasons not to let himself hope too much. In case August comes and you choose the ‘Never talking about it again’ option. Now he needs you to take those reasons away for him. That’s why he’s making you wait.”
Finn nodded, “So if I let him know that I’ve figured out I sometimes like guys and it’s not just a piece of tail I’m after he’ll give me a chance?”
“That’s up to Kurt, but I think you are finally ready to follow your heart instead of the crowd. I think he is beginning to see that too. I’m proud of you.”
Finn rolled his eyes, but gave her a hug anyway, “Thanks Rachel, I think I just needed a chance to say some of this stuff out loud.”
Rachel just smiled and walked him back to her door, “That’s what friends are for.”