Glee-Fic: Summer Harmony, Invention (Finn/Kurt/Blaine)
Title:Summer Harmony
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: R overall
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt/Blaine
Chapter: 10/?
Word Count: 2944
Spoilers: Let’s say everything to be safe :)
Summary/Warnings: Sequel to ‘It All Started With A Question,’ ‘Lucky’ and ‘Feel This Good’. Here. They’re going to work through this. It may not always be easy, but they’ve got the whole summer to figure themselves out.
Disclaimer:: I, unfortunately, do not own these characters, no matter how sad that makes me. I do, however, promise to return them when I'm done with them. :)
Summer Harmony
Invention
“So. This is awkward,” Finn laughs, scratching his stomach before shrugging, and Blaine can’t help but agree.
They’re both in their underwear but making no move to get closer, Finn looking at Blaine like he’s afraid of him (and, Blaine thinks, with what he’d tried to pull the last time he can’t blame the other teen). But Blaine needs to make a couple of things clear before they start, so he crosses to Finn’s bed and sits down, patting the space beside him.
Finn doesn’t move closer, instead opting to pull out a chair from his desk and sitting backwards on that. “You need to say something?”
“I just…need to tell you that, yesterday, I told Kurt something.”
“Yeah?”
“That…when he’s ready…if he wants you to be the one to take his virginity I’ll accept that,” Blaine gets out, the words hurting even as he says them, and Finn’s eyes widen as he takes this in.
“Dude, what the crap?! I’m not having sex with him!” Finn exclaims, shaking his head rather vehemently, and Blaine holds up a hand to stop his protests. “Besides,” Finn calms himself and adds, “Why would you even say that? I mean, don’t you two have some perfect ‘let’s-lose-our-virginity-together’ pact or something?” he shrugs and Blaine has to laugh.
“No. It’s hard to have a pact like that when…”
“When what?”
And Blaine forgets sometimes how endearingly dense Finn is, so he realizes he has to spell it out. “When one of us is no longer a virgin.”
“Dude, you’ve had sex?!”
“Yeah. Last year. Nobody you know, so don’t ask,” Blaine stops him with a hand to his chest and Finn sighs and gathers him close, Blaine rather relishing the warmth and comfort he feels being wrapped in somebody else’s arms.
“But man, why would you even tell him that? It’s just…kinda weird,” Finn sounds utterly confused and Blaine decides he needs to explain.
Maybe that way it’ll make more sense to himself, too. “Because I want him to feel like he has a choice. His first kiss was stolen from him and I just…you and I both know what it’s like to lose your virginity just because the opportunity’s there, and I don’t want him to feel that way. I want it to be his choice, no matter who it is, because he deserves that,” Blaine says, the ferocity in his voice surprising even himself, and Finn’s eyes widen.
“You really love him.”
“Yeah. I do,” Blaine nods against Finn’s chest. “So that’s why.”
“I get that, man. It’s gotta suck for you, but I get it. D’you think he’ll, um, pick me? If it comes to that?” Finn’s completely tense and Blaine skims his hand down the other boy’s back, feeling Finn relax incrementally under the touch.
“By the look on his face? He’d like nothing more. And do I wish I could have met him a few years earlier so I could have been his one and only? Of course I do. But you’re his first love, and first loves never die,” Blaine blinks furiously, because he will not cry over this, and Finn holds him tighter.
“Dude…”
“No. It’s fine. Now, about us.”
“Us,” Finn says it hesitantly.
“I want to do what I did…the last time. If you’ll let me,” Blaine hopes Finn can figure out what he means and the other boy freezes again. “Finn…”
“No, it’s cool. I’m…sorry I freaked out last time, dude, but…Rachel talked to me and the doctor’s gonna do it anyway when I’m older, so…yeah. And I’d rather do it without Kurt here,” he admits. “It just…feels weird with him, y’know?”
“A little, yes. It’s hard enough for you to bare yourself like that to me, but to somebody you know as well as him…”
“Yeah. That,” Finn lets Blaine move away from him and lies back on the bed, gulping, as Blaine leans over him and kisses him softly.
“It’s okay, Finn. If you want to stop…”
“No. Just…I want to,” Finn promises, closing his eyes and sighing heavily. “I want to.”
“Okay. Lube?”
Finn points to the nightstand and Blaine takes it out, moving Finn’s underwear down and slipping them off.
“Do you want me to…” Blaine licks the head of Finn’s half-hard cock and Finn sighs, nodding jerkily. “Okay.”
He takes the head of Finn’s cock into his mouth, suckling gently and trying to get Finn as comfortable as possible. When Finn’s fully hard he feels that the other boy’s as relaxed as he’s going to get and he keeps sucking and licking as he slicks his fingers up, tracing Finn’s opening with one as Finn flinches and squirms. “Finn?”
“Good. I’m good,” Finn promises and Blaine takes him at his word.
“Relax for me,” Blaine urges and Finn tries although his hands are clenched in the blanket. And Blaine sighs and just gently strokes the tiny pucker with his finger, hoping Finn will get used to the feeling. It’s working, marginally, and Blaine takes a chance and decides to do something that’s probably going to throw Finn off but he needs to get his mind off of what’s happen. “Relax, babe,” he murmurs and Finn makes a strangled, cut-off sound but his legs spread almost unconsciously and Blaine slides his finger in easily, Finn whining again.
“What…what’re you…”
“Shh,” Blaine quiets him, taking Finn’s cock back in his mouth and starting to suck in earnest while his finger moves deeper, finally finding what he was seeking as Finn groans and his hips buck off the bed.
“Dude…dude, that’s…oh, God…”
“Mm,” Blaine agrees, not letting Finn’s cock slip from his mouth, and he presses his tongue into the leaking slit at the same time he presses his finger against Finn’s prostate as the taller boy climaxes instantly, moaning and shaking and generally being about the hottest thing Blaine’s ever seen (besides Kurt. But that goes without saying).
He licks at Finn’s cock once more before sliding off, working his jaw a little and letting his finger slip from Finn’s body.
The other boy looks dazed, eyes half-closed and body completely pliant, and Blaine absently wipes off his hand on his own underwear before crawling on top of Finn, not shocked when the other boy pulls him in for a slow kiss. “Blaine…dude…”
“Okay?”
“…Um, why was I afraid of that?” Finn blinks adorably and Blaine kisses his sweat-damp hair with a laugh.
“It’s fear of the unknown. That’s all,” Blaine promises. “And I’m sorry I called you ‘babe.’ But it distracted you, right?” he laughs and Finn nods, hands slipping under the waistband of Blaine’s underwear to rest on his bare skin. “Finn…”
“What do you want?” Finn asks against his lips, stroking his cock as much as he can within the rather tight-fitting underwear and the friction is absolutely delicious.
“This. Please. It’s…ah…”
“Okay,” Finn nods and keeps stroking him, Blaine kissing his neck and undulating against him, mouth open as he sucks in air, Finn’s large hand cupping him and it’s almost not enough but it’s too good to stop.
He drives his hips down harder, Finn getting a better grip as he does so, and it only takes a couple of strokes for him to come, muffling his cries in Finn’s shoulder and grazing the skin with his teeth.
Finn just holds him until he comes down, sprawled out on top of the taller boy, and when he expects Finn to push him off he just tugs him closer and somehow gets them under the blankets.
“What…”
“Kurt’ll be home in a couple of hours. We can sleep if you want,” Finn mumbles into his hair and Blaine can only nod in wonder.
Honestly, he’d never quite expected the afternoon to go like this, especially not Finn sliding off his soiled underwear before pulling him to rest comfortably on top of him.
But Finn Hudson, it seems, is completely full of surprises.
000
“So, despite the fact we’ve gone shopping a few times and have had multiple Musical Movie Marathons, you’ve yet to ask me about the one thing I thought you’d have been most interested in,” Kurt holds up a sweater, undoing the zipper and slipping it on before doing it back up.
It hangs quite nicely, accentuating his trim waist, and Kurt’s definitely buying it because it’s on sale above all else.
“You mean you and Finn.”
“I mean Finn and I. And Blaine,” Kurt nods, slipping the sweater off. “I know you want to ask, and I think we need to talk about it.”
“I agree,” Rachel says after a pause, sighing. “But not here. Let’s buy what we need and grab something to drink.”
“Okay,” Kurt pays for the sweater while Rachel buys an ungodly amount of knee-high socks and the two of them head to the nearest coffee shop, sitting themselves at a table in the back as Rachel cups her hands around her drink and stares at the milky liquid as if searching for answers. “Rachel, I don’t think this is healthy,” Kurt starts when it’s obvious she isn’t about to. “I know that your dreams are more important than your relationships and I respect that immensely, but don’t lead Finn on.”
“He knows,” Rachel shrugs. “He knows and he wants to try and change my mind. I’m giving him that opportunity because I want things to work between us.”
“I respect your decision to not become sexually active until you’re fully ready, but is it really good for you to allow him to….fool around with us? Finn’s…”
“Finn’s special,” Rachel interrupts him with a sad smile. “In more ways than one. And I suppose I felt bad because he was trying so hard and he was so honest with me…”
“Rachel, correct me if I’m wrong, but weren’t you the one who, at Christmas, was chasing him?” Kurt raises an eyebrow and she nods, looking fairly guilty.
“Yes, but that was before I discovered the joys of being single. I know where my heart lies, Kurt, and I don’t know if Finn’s going to be able to keep up with me. I’m not leading him on, I swear. He knows this. If he wants to still try things with me…”
“That’s his choice. I understand,” Kurt takes a sip of his mocha as she continues.
“And I don’t want to make it seem like he’s my boyfriend because I feel I need a boyfriend for senior year, or because we’re the leaders of the Glee Club; it’s because I love him and I think we could work theoretically. In reality…we both still need to find out. And that’s why I want to try this,” she bites her bottom lip before nodding her head jerkily.
Kurt thinks about this for a moment, because there’s something fishy about it. Finn had always liked Rachel but after Christmas he was angry enough to never consider making up with her, and he’d admitted freely to Kurt that things with Quinn were so much more intense. It was only when Jesse showed up again that Finn had started to get jealous and decided to ‘claim’ Rachel like some ancient caveman.
And it was only when Jesse showed up and then left that Rachel had seemingly decided to give Finn at least the chance to change her mind, which meant…
Kurt’s eyes widen and he stares at Rachel, mouth gaping a little before he forms words. “Jesse? You’re still in love with Jesse?!”
“How did you…”
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, Rachel, but I’m rather sharp,” Kurt purses his lips, trying to figure this out. “If you’re still in love with him, why…”
“Because I don’t know if it would work. I know he’s sorry. I know the…the pressure of leading Vocal Adrenaline caused him to do what he did…”
“How you can forgive him after that by making excuses about pressure…”
“It’s no different than what Finn did to you,” she says sharply, frowning, and Kurt has to concede she has a point. Both Finn and Jesse had done things that were motivated by outside influences and Kurt had forgiven Finn quickly, so why couldn’t Rachel forgive Jesse?
Still…
“So, what’s all this with Finn, then? If you love him…”
“I…I honestly don’t know, Kurt. Finn’s always been there for me and I know I can trust him with my heart. Jesse’s…perfect for me but there’s a part of me that knows he’s a roamer and, while our feelings are mutual, it’s a choice I have to make. It’s not fair, I know, and that’s why I’m letting Finn do this. I can’t expect him to be tied to me when I’ve made it very clear that, right now, I’m not willing to be tied to him,” she looks honestly confused and worried and Kurt reaches to take her hand, squeezing it gently.
“This is high school, Rachel. We’re all a little confused,” he smiles wryly. “But please, when you figure it out, tell him. If it’s not him, let him know. You’ll hurt him far worse if he thinks he’s convincing you only to have you run off with Jesse again,” he says calmly, keeping his eyes trained on hers, and eventually she smiles and nods.
“I will. Thank you, Kurt. You’re a really good friend,” she beams radiantly and he laughs and gives her hand another squeeze.
“Two years ago I bet you’d never have imagined saying that,” he notes, thinking about how much has changed.
“True. I’m glad we’ve worked out our differences; we work much better as a team.”
“Mm,” Kurt nods in complete agreement, sipping his coffee again, and they stop talking about such serious topics and move onto Kurt trying desperately to get Rachel to give up her fascination with knee-high socks.
Because that’s not normal.
000
Finn barely glances up when the door opens, knowing it’s just Kurt coming back from shopping and he sighs and stretches, Blaine murmuring against his chest at the sudden movement.
This is so wrong.
But he really doesn’t care anymore.
“Izzat Kurt?”
“Yeah,” Finn chuckles at Blaine’s slurred words and he looks up when Kurt walks past the bedroom, a shopping bag in his hand and looking horribly overdressed compared to the two of them in the bed.
“So. I take it things went well?” he leans against the doorframe, looking highly amused, and Blaine blinks open his eyes to look at him.
“Hey, babe. Good shopping?”
“Who cares about the shopping; what went on in here?” Kurt looks interested, leaning in, and Blaine motions him to come over.
“Join us,” Blaine holds out a hand, the covers slipping down, and Kurt’s eyes widen almost comically.
“:Are you…naked?”
“Um, yeah,” Finn blushes and Kurt shakes his head.
“Care to explain how this happened?”
“Um, Blaine…did that thing that I freaked out about before? With the fingers?”
“He let you do that?!” Kurt exclaims, arms flailing as he looks at Blaine who shrugs.
“I wanted to do it without you here, dude!” Finn protests. “It, like, freaked me out less or something. But it felt kinda awesome. Like, really intense but totally awesome.”
“Mm,” Kurt doesn’t look impressed and Finn shares a look with Blaine, who sighs and worms his way out of Finn’s embrace to walk over to his boyfriend, hands unbuttoning Kurt’s shirt and pushing it off before draping it carefully over a chair, pulling him in for a kiss that Kurt returns after a moment. “You smell like sex.”
“Yeah. Probably,” Blaine smiles and moves his hands to Kurt’s waist, undoing his jeans and stripping them off as Kurt gets out of his underwear and socks, leaving him naked in the room as he unconsciously shifts and Finn has to smile.
Kurt’s good at being confident when the time calls for it but Finn knows he still gets uncomfortable in these kinds of situations.
It’s kinda adorable, really.
Blaine takes his hand and leads him to the bed, Kurt still looking a little unsure as Blaine pulls him into his arms and kisses him again, hands roaming over Kurt’s pale skin. “Babe, we weren’t trying to do things to not include you. Finn and I aren’t suddenly going to become exclusive and shut you out. It was just…something we needed to do. Okay?”
“I know. Sorry,” Kurt loops his arms around Blaine’s neck hugs him close.
“It’s fine. C’mon,” Blaine pulls him into the bed and settles Kurt between himself and Finn, Finn wrapping his arms around Kurt and nuzzling his nose into the smaller boy’s hair. “You okay?”
“Yeah. It’s nice,” Kurt lets his lips brush against Blaine’s very softly before he turns in Finn’s arms and kisses him, the kiss feeling to Finn like he wants to reassure himself and Finn lets him take it where he will.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“Next time…if you want to…you can do it. It’s cool,” Finn smiles and Kurt finally sighs and smiles back, looking much happier than he’d been. “I’m still tired, so can we sleep some more?”
“Lazy,” Kurt admonishes him, rubbing his scalp briefly as Finn presses into the comforting touch. “But yes. You haven’t been out shopping all day.”
“Fooling around is exhausting!” Finn protests, mouth dropping open and Kurt laughs.
It’s always good to hear Kurt laugh.
“Yeah, yeah; go to sleep, Cowboy,” Kurt settles down between them, looking remarkably comfortable after how tentative he’d been only a few moments earlier, and Finn closes his own eyes, long arms wrapping around Blaine’s back and pulling them all closer together, three pairs of legs tangled under the covers as they fall asleep.
Notes:
1. Inventions are short pieces of music that generally have three different parts, and they’re generally used more for practice and experimentation than actual recital pieces.
2. I don’t have much else to say, really. Let me know what you thought :D
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: R overall
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt/Blaine
Chapter: 10/?
Word Count: 2944
Spoilers: Let’s say everything to be safe :)
Summary/Warnings: Sequel to ‘It All Started With A Question,’ ‘Lucky’ and ‘Feel This Good’. Here. They’re going to work through this. It may not always be easy, but they’ve got the whole summer to figure themselves out.
Disclaimer:: I, unfortunately, do not own these characters, no matter how sad that makes me. I do, however, promise to return them when I'm done with them. :)
Summer Harmony
Invention
“So. This is awkward,” Finn laughs, scratching his stomach before shrugging, and Blaine can’t help but agree.
They’re both in their underwear but making no move to get closer, Finn looking at Blaine like he’s afraid of him (and, Blaine thinks, with what he’d tried to pull the last time he can’t blame the other teen). But Blaine needs to make a couple of things clear before they start, so he crosses to Finn’s bed and sits down, patting the space beside him.
Finn doesn’t move closer, instead opting to pull out a chair from his desk and sitting backwards on that. “You need to say something?”
“I just…need to tell you that, yesterday, I told Kurt something.”
“Yeah?”
“That…when he’s ready…if he wants you to be the one to take his virginity I’ll accept that,” Blaine gets out, the words hurting even as he says them, and Finn’s eyes widen as he takes this in.
“Dude, what the crap?! I’m not having sex with him!” Finn exclaims, shaking his head rather vehemently, and Blaine holds up a hand to stop his protests. “Besides,” Finn calms himself and adds, “Why would you even say that? I mean, don’t you two have some perfect ‘let’s-lose-our-virginity-together’ pact or something?” he shrugs and Blaine has to laugh.
“No. It’s hard to have a pact like that when…”
“When what?”
And Blaine forgets sometimes how endearingly dense Finn is, so he realizes he has to spell it out. “When one of us is no longer a virgin.”
“Dude, you’ve had sex?!”
“Yeah. Last year. Nobody you know, so don’t ask,” Blaine stops him with a hand to his chest and Finn sighs and gathers him close, Blaine rather relishing the warmth and comfort he feels being wrapped in somebody else’s arms.
“But man, why would you even tell him that? It’s just…kinda weird,” Finn sounds utterly confused and Blaine decides he needs to explain.
Maybe that way it’ll make more sense to himself, too. “Because I want him to feel like he has a choice. His first kiss was stolen from him and I just…you and I both know what it’s like to lose your virginity just because the opportunity’s there, and I don’t want him to feel that way. I want it to be his choice, no matter who it is, because he deserves that,” Blaine says, the ferocity in his voice surprising even himself, and Finn’s eyes widen.
“You really love him.”
“Yeah. I do,” Blaine nods against Finn’s chest. “So that’s why.”
“I get that, man. It’s gotta suck for you, but I get it. D’you think he’ll, um, pick me? If it comes to that?” Finn’s completely tense and Blaine skims his hand down the other boy’s back, feeling Finn relax incrementally under the touch.
“By the look on his face? He’d like nothing more. And do I wish I could have met him a few years earlier so I could have been his one and only? Of course I do. But you’re his first love, and first loves never die,” Blaine blinks furiously, because he will not cry over this, and Finn holds him tighter.
“Dude…”
“No. It’s fine. Now, about us.”
“Us,” Finn says it hesitantly.
“I want to do what I did…the last time. If you’ll let me,” Blaine hopes Finn can figure out what he means and the other boy freezes again. “Finn…”
“No, it’s cool. I’m…sorry I freaked out last time, dude, but…Rachel talked to me and the doctor’s gonna do it anyway when I’m older, so…yeah. And I’d rather do it without Kurt here,” he admits. “It just…feels weird with him, y’know?”
“A little, yes. It’s hard enough for you to bare yourself like that to me, but to somebody you know as well as him…”
“Yeah. That,” Finn lets Blaine move away from him and lies back on the bed, gulping, as Blaine leans over him and kisses him softly.
“It’s okay, Finn. If you want to stop…”
“No. Just…I want to,” Finn promises, closing his eyes and sighing heavily. “I want to.”
“Okay. Lube?”
Finn points to the nightstand and Blaine takes it out, moving Finn’s underwear down and slipping them off.
“Do you want me to…” Blaine licks the head of Finn’s half-hard cock and Finn sighs, nodding jerkily. “Okay.”
He takes the head of Finn’s cock into his mouth, suckling gently and trying to get Finn as comfortable as possible. When Finn’s fully hard he feels that the other boy’s as relaxed as he’s going to get and he keeps sucking and licking as he slicks his fingers up, tracing Finn’s opening with one as Finn flinches and squirms. “Finn?”
“Good. I’m good,” Finn promises and Blaine takes him at his word.
“Relax for me,” Blaine urges and Finn tries although his hands are clenched in the blanket. And Blaine sighs and just gently strokes the tiny pucker with his finger, hoping Finn will get used to the feeling. It’s working, marginally, and Blaine takes a chance and decides to do something that’s probably going to throw Finn off but he needs to get his mind off of what’s happen. “Relax, babe,” he murmurs and Finn makes a strangled, cut-off sound but his legs spread almost unconsciously and Blaine slides his finger in easily, Finn whining again.
“What…what’re you…”
“Shh,” Blaine quiets him, taking Finn’s cock back in his mouth and starting to suck in earnest while his finger moves deeper, finally finding what he was seeking as Finn groans and his hips buck off the bed.
“Dude…dude, that’s…oh, God…”
“Mm,” Blaine agrees, not letting Finn’s cock slip from his mouth, and he presses his tongue into the leaking slit at the same time he presses his finger against Finn’s prostate as the taller boy climaxes instantly, moaning and shaking and generally being about the hottest thing Blaine’s ever seen (besides Kurt. But that goes without saying).
He licks at Finn’s cock once more before sliding off, working his jaw a little and letting his finger slip from Finn’s body.
The other boy looks dazed, eyes half-closed and body completely pliant, and Blaine absently wipes off his hand on his own underwear before crawling on top of Finn, not shocked when the other boy pulls him in for a slow kiss. “Blaine…dude…”
“Okay?”
“…Um, why was I afraid of that?” Finn blinks adorably and Blaine kisses his sweat-damp hair with a laugh.
“It’s fear of the unknown. That’s all,” Blaine promises. “And I’m sorry I called you ‘babe.’ But it distracted you, right?” he laughs and Finn nods, hands slipping under the waistband of Blaine’s underwear to rest on his bare skin. “Finn…”
“What do you want?” Finn asks against his lips, stroking his cock as much as he can within the rather tight-fitting underwear and the friction is absolutely delicious.
“This. Please. It’s…ah…”
“Okay,” Finn nods and keeps stroking him, Blaine kissing his neck and undulating against him, mouth open as he sucks in air, Finn’s large hand cupping him and it’s almost not enough but it’s too good to stop.
He drives his hips down harder, Finn getting a better grip as he does so, and it only takes a couple of strokes for him to come, muffling his cries in Finn’s shoulder and grazing the skin with his teeth.
Finn just holds him until he comes down, sprawled out on top of the taller boy, and when he expects Finn to push him off he just tugs him closer and somehow gets them under the blankets.
“What…”
“Kurt’ll be home in a couple of hours. We can sleep if you want,” Finn mumbles into his hair and Blaine can only nod in wonder.
Honestly, he’d never quite expected the afternoon to go like this, especially not Finn sliding off his soiled underwear before pulling him to rest comfortably on top of him.
But Finn Hudson, it seems, is completely full of surprises.
000
“So, despite the fact we’ve gone shopping a few times and have had multiple Musical Movie Marathons, you’ve yet to ask me about the one thing I thought you’d have been most interested in,” Kurt holds up a sweater, undoing the zipper and slipping it on before doing it back up.
It hangs quite nicely, accentuating his trim waist, and Kurt’s definitely buying it because it’s on sale above all else.
“You mean you and Finn.”
“I mean Finn and I. And Blaine,” Kurt nods, slipping the sweater off. “I know you want to ask, and I think we need to talk about it.”
“I agree,” Rachel says after a pause, sighing. “But not here. Let’s buy what we need and grab something to drink.”
“Okay,” Kurt pays for the sweater while Rachel buys an ungodly amount of knee-high socks and the two of them head to the nearest coffee shop, sitting themselves at a table in the back as Rachel cups her hands around her drink and stares at the milky liquid as if searching for answers. “Rachel, I don’t think this is healthy,” Kurt starts when it’s obvious she isn’t about to. “I know that your dreams are more important than your relationships and I respect that immensely, but don’t lead Finn on.”
“He knows,” Rachel shrugs. “He knows and he wants to try and change my mind. I’m giving him that opportunity because I want things to work between us.”
“I respect your decision to not become sexually active until you’re fully ready, but is it really good for you to allow him to….fool around with us? Finn’s…”
“Finn’s special,” Rachel interrupts him with a sad smile. “In more ways than one. And I suppose I felt bad because he was trying so hard and he was so honest with me…”
“Rachel, correct me if I’m wrong, but weren’t you the one who, at Christmas, was chasing him?” Kurt raises an eyebrow and she nods, looking fairly guilty.
“Yes, but that was before I discovered the joys of being single. I know where my heart lies, Kurt, and I don’t know if Finn’s going to be able to keep up with me. I’m not leading him on, I swear. He knows this. If he wants to still try things with me…”
“That’s his choice. I understand,” Kurt takes a sip of his mocha as she continues.
“And I don’t want to make it seem like he’s my boyfriend because I feel I need a boyfriend for senior year, or because we’re the leaders of the Glee Club; it’s because I love him and I think we could work theoretically. In reality…we both still need to find out. And that’s why I want to try this,” she bites her bottom lip before nodding her head jerkily.
Kurt thinks about this for a moment, because there’s something fishy about it. Finn had always liked Rachel but after Christmas he was angry enough to never consider making up with her, and he’d admitted freely to Kurt that things with Quinn were so much more intense. It was only when Jesse showed up again that Finn had started to get jealous and decided to ‘claim’ Rachel like some ancient caveman.
And it was only when Jesse showed up and then left that Rachel had seemingly decided to give Finn at least the chance to change her mind, which meant…
Kurt’s eyes widen and he stares at Rachel, mouth gaping a little before he forms words. “Jesse? You’re still in love with Jesse?!”
“How did you…”
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, Rachel, but I’m rather sharp,” Kurt purses his lips, trying to figure this out. “If you’re still in love with him, why…”
“Because I don’t know if it would work. I know he’s sorry. I know the…the pressure of leading Vocal Adrenaline caused him to do what he did…”
“How you can forgive him after that by making excuses about pressure…”
“It’s no different than what Finn did to you,” she says sharply, frowning, and Kurt has to concede she has a point. Both Finn and Jesse had done things that were motivated by outside influences and Kurt had forgiven Finn quickly, so why couldn’t Rachel forgive Jesse?
Still…
“So, what’s all this with Finn, then? If you love him…”
“I…I honestly don’t know, Kurt. Finn’s always been there for me and I know I can trust him with my heart. Jesse’s…perfect for me but there’s a part of me that knows he’s a roamer and, while our feelings are mutual, it’s a choice I have to make. It’s not fair, I know, and that’s why I’m letting Finn do this. I can’t expect him to be tied to me when I’ve made it very clear that, right now, I’m not willing to be tied to him,” she looks honestly confused and worried and Kurt reaches to take her hand, squeezing it gently.
“This is high school, Rachel. We’re all a little confused,” he smiles wryly. “But please, when you figure it out, tell him. If it’s not him, let him know. You’ll hurt him far worse if he thinks he’s convincing you only to have you run off with Jesse again,” he says calmly, keeping his eyes trained on hers, and eventually she smiles and nods.
“I will. Thank you, Kurt. You’re a really good friend,” she beams radiantly and he laughs and gives her hand another squeeze.
“Two years ago I bet you’d never have imagined saying that,” he notes, thinking about how much has changed.
“True. I’m glad we’ve worked out our differences; we work much better as a team.”
“Mm,” Kurt nods in complete agreement, sipping his coffee again, and they stop talking about such serious topics and move onto Kurt trying desperately to get Rachel to give up her fascination with knee-high socks.
Because that’s not normal.
000
Finn barely glances up when the door opens, knowing it’s just Kurt coming back from shopping and he sighs and stretches, Blaine murmuring against his chest at the sudden movement.
This is so wrong.
But he really doesn’t care anymore.
“Izzat Kurt?”
“Yeah,” Finn chuckles at Blaine’s slurred words and he looks up when Kurt walks past the bedroom, a shopping bag in his hand and looking horribly overdressed compared to the two of them in the bed.
“So. I take it things went well?” he leans against the doorframe, looking highly amused, and Blaine blinks open his eyes to look at him.
“Hey, babe. Good shopping?”
“Who cares about the shopping; what went on in here?” Kurt looks interested, leaning in, and Blaine motions him to come over.
“Join us,” Blaine holds out a hand, the covers slipping down, and Kurt’s eyes widen almost comically.
“:Are you…naked?”
“Um, yeah,” Finn blushes and Kurt shakes his head.
“Care to explain how this happened?”
“Um, Blaine…did that thing that I freaked out about before? With the fingers?”
“He let you do that?!” Kurt exclaims, arms flailing as he looks at Blaine who shrugs.
“I wanted to do it without you here, dude!” Finn protests. “It, like, freaked me out less or something. But it felt kinda awesome. Like, really intense but totally awesome.”
“Mm,” Kurt doesn’t look impressed and Finn shares a look with Blaine, who sighs and worms his way out of Finn’s embrace to walk over to his boyfriend, hands unbuttoning Kurt’s shirt and pushing it off before draping it carefully over a chair, pulling him in for a kiss that Kurt returns after a moment. “You smell like sex.”
“Yeah. Probably,” Blaine smiles and moves his hands to Kurt’s waist, undoing his jeans and stripping them off as Kurt gets out of his underwear and socks, leaving him naked in the room as he unconsciously shifts and Finn has to smile.
Kurt’s good at being confident when the time calls for it but Finn knows he still gets uncomfortable in these kinds of situations.
It’s kinda adorable, really.
Blaine takes his hand and leads him to the bed, Kurt still looking a little unsure as Blaine pulls him into his arms and kisses him again, hands roaming over Kurt’s pale skin. “Babe, we weren’t trying to do things to not include you. Finn and I aren’t suddenly going to become exclusive and shut you out. It was just…something we needed to do. Okay?”
“I know. Sorry,” Kurt loops his arms around Blaine’s neck hugs him close.
“It’s fine. C’mon,” Blaine pulls him into the bed and settles Kurt between himself and Finn, Finn wrapping his arms around Kurt and nuzzling his nose into the smaller boy’s hair. “You okay?”
“Yeah. It’s nice,” Kurt lets his lips brush against Blaine’s very softly before he turns in Finn’s arms and kisses him, the kiss feeling to Finn like he wants to reassure himself and Finn lets him take it where he will.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“Next time…if you want to…you can do it. It’s cool,” Finn smiles and Kurt finally sighs and smiles back, looking much happier than he’d been. “I’m still tired, so can we sleep some more?”
“Lazy,” Kurt admonishes him, rubbing his scalp briefly as Finn presses into the comforting touch. “But yes. You haven’t been out shopping all day.”
“Fooling around is exhausting!” Finn protests, mouth dropping open and Kurt laughs.
It’s always good to hear Kurt laugh.
“Yeah, yeah; go to sleep, Cowboy,” Kurt settles down between them, looking remarkably comfortable after how tentative he’d been only a few moments earlier, and Finn closes his own eyes, long arms wrapping around Blaine’s back and pulling them all closer together, three pairs of legs tangled under the covers as they fall asleep.
Notes:
1. Inventions are short pieces of music that generally have three different parts, and they’re generally used more for practice and experimentation than actual recital pieces.
2. I don’t have much else to say, really. Let me know what you thought :D