Fic: I Hate the Dentist (Kurt/Finn) PG-13 (15/?)
Title: I Hate the Dentist
Author: hyperemmalawlz
Fandom: Glee
Chapter: 15/? - "Shame, Skeptic, Certain."
Characters/Pairing: Kurt, Finn, ensemble.
Word Count: 1570
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kurt Hummel isn't stupid. When the straight love of his life is drunk enough to sleep with him at a party, he's not going to stick around for the fallout. However, maybe he is stupid, because running away has consequences.
Spoilers: Up to 1x22, "Journey."
Warnings: Swearing, talk of rape and sex (and I guess, sort of, pseudo-step-incest).
Author's Notes: Written for the glee_angst_meme, the prompt: "Finn gets his drink spiked at a party and wakes up naked and alone in a bed in the host's house, with no memories of the night before. When word gets out, someone starts a rumor that it was Kurt who drugged Finn so he could sleep with him and Kurt's life is subsequently made a living hell. I mean hardcore threats, violence, that sort of thing. But Kurt feels powerless to do anything because - even though he wasn't aware Finn was drugged - they had slept together. I don't care about resolution but I'd one to confront the other about it." Title is inspired by Veronica Mars.
15: Shame, Skeptic, Certain
Kurt returns to school with shame in his step and paranoia in his bones. He feels as if everyone is looking at him, and he can't help but wonder... If someone told... If everyone knows...
The first person from Glee he finds is Tina, standing at her locker. She looks like she hasn't slept for weeks - or at least all night. He inhales heavily, trying to steel his nerves, before daring to walk up to her.
“Hey, Tina.”
“Kurt!” She sounds utterly shocked. “I - I mean - We didn't know if you'd show up today.”
He shrugs. “Well, if I'm trying not to seem hopelessly suspicious, fleeing the people aware of my involvement? Not the best plan.” He says it with a smile, but she doesn't laugh. That's okay. Approximately nothing about this situation is funny, anyway.
“So... um... how are you?” she asks. He bites his lip.
“...So... when you ask me that, you put me in a bit of a Catch-22. Because if I say yes, I'm either lying, or a remorseless psychopath. If I say no, then I'm asking for sympathy and playing victim when I know I was the one in the wrong here,” he says. “Can I plead no contest?”
She looks like she might cry. “I'm... I'm really sorry, Kurt.”
He shakes his head. “It's not your fault,” he says. She bites her lip.
“I've got a feeling like it might be,” she says, and that confuses him. “Look, Puck and I... we were the first ones to find him. After. We were the ones who... He came to us when he was still trying to process what happened to him; figure it out. And now I know... I can't help but feel, if I hadn't been so certain it was... If I hadn't been so conclusive... Maybe he wouldn't have thought it either? And maybe he'd be less damaged; maybe you wouldn't be in this terrible situation... I mean, I made a V-M comparison. If I'd just explained what happened in show - the first time, not the second time, because I hate season two - even if I didn't say that was a what was going, Finn might've thought it was a possibility. And what actually happened was a hell of a lot like that show, so if he'd just asked and you could have explained...”
“I have no idea what you're talking about with the TV show,” he says. “But Tina - Finn wouldn't have decided it was... if it didn't feel like that to him. And if you'd questioned that, at that moment... it would have been the most cruel and harmful thing you could possibly do. You would have destroyed him, even further than I had already taken it.”
Tina winces. “I just... really wish this hadn't happened.”
“And this makes you special and unique?” Kurt asks. He sighs. “I actually wanted... Everyone keeps looking at me, and maybe I'm being paranoid, but I keep thinking they...”
Tina figures out what he's on about, and shakes her head. “No, Kurt. No-one outside Glee knows. We all more or less agreed we wouldn't do that to you, or Finn, for that matter. Santana spent like, hours lecturing Britt about how important it was she not let this one slip. It would have been funny, if not for...”
“Thank you,” he says. “I know I don't really have any right to... I mean, I expect Finn to do what he wishes. I think he might tell people...” he sighs. “If he does, I doubt I'll survive long in this town. But maybe I deserve that; I certainly can't tell him not to, can I?” he says it with another small grin, but he knows Tina can see the tears pricking the backs of his eyes very clearly. “Thing is... no matter my intentions, or his... if he thought it was rape, on some level, it was an always will be just that - rape. And I can't change that.”
Tina doesn't answer - she just leaps forward and envelops him in a hug. He returns it, burying a few sobs into her dark hair. In a sudden moment of clarity, he panics and starts looking over her head - what if someone overheard them?
He's lucky. No-one's noticing. He sighs in relief.
“We all really love you, you know,” Tina says just before she pulls away. He nods.
“I know.” This heartwarming moment is interrupted when someone grabs him hard by the shoulder, spinning him around, and Tina gasps.
It's Puck.
And he looks, to be blunt, like shit.
“Hummel,” he barks, squeezing Kurt's shoulder tight enough to bruise. From the look of his eyes, he's gotten even less sleep than Tina. “We need to talk.”
“Puck, don't-”
“Shut up, Stutterfly,” says Puck. He starts dragging Kurt down the hallway, before throwing him into the closest empty classroom. He slams the door behind them, and Kurt's more scared than he's ever been of anyone in his life.
Maybe Puck'll be proud of that.
For a long moment, they just look at each other. Puck glares with obvious, overwhelming, all-consuming rage. Kurt stays still, trying desperately to remain calm and not plead for mercy before Puck even does anything.
And they wait.
“...Do you want me to start?” Kurt eventually asks. “Because I'm really not sure what to say.”
Puck takes a step forward. “Okay, Hummel. If you want me to believe you or forgive you or whatever, don't fucking make jokes about this.”
Kurt flinches. “Sorry,” he says. “This isn't about you, Puck, but sorry.”
“Screw you,” says Puck.
“What do you want me to say?”
“Confess?” he asks. “Do you really expect me to believe that bullshit about Finn letting you in his pants.”
Kurt takes in a deep breath when he hears that. Don't be stupid, he tells himself. He knew he was going to hear this accusation from someone - considering his closeness to Finn and previously established attitudes toward Kurt and his sexuality, Puck was the most likely person, even. Kurt can't let this get to him.
“I don't need to hear this,” says Kurt, hoping like hell he sounds more confident than he feels. He tries to walk past Puck, but Puck shoves him back - not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to scare him.
“I wasn't finished, Hummel.”
Kurt sighs. “Well, then, what is the point to this? What the hell am I meant to do? How on Earth am I meant to convince you I would never have hurt Finn intentionally?”
“Don't play that shit,” says Puck. “He's my best friend, and I'm going to stick up for him. Even if everyone else is gonna fall for your rape-apologist bullshit, I'm better than that.”
“I'm surprised you know the term 'rape-apologist',” Kurt shoots back, which is probably a low blow. Puck just looks confused, which suggests he just made up the term because it made sense to him, and it just happened to be something people say.
Kurt breathes in heavily. “You know, you may have a point,” he says. “People are a bit eager to accept my story. It says bad things on a societal level. But personally... I know that I did not commit a crime. And I can't deal with this. So can I just leave?”
Puck shakes his head, but it doesn't seem to be in response to the question. “Fuck it,” he says. “This is would be a lot easier if I wasn't the only person who didn't believe you. You've even got Hudson himself fooled, so he's told me I can't kick your ass. I'm trying not to be a douche and make it all about me, but I should be allowed to make you pay for this.”
Kurt sighs. “You're entirely wrong, but I see no point in trying to convince you of that. In some ways, your devotion to him is sweet - misguided as it is.”
Puck rolls his eyes. “Fuck off,” he says.
Kurt sighs. “Alright then. Did you have anything else to say?”
Puck considers for a moment. “Okay, I can't hurt you - Finn'd kill me. I can't tell anyone about this shit, and then let everyone else hurt you - Finn'd still kill me.”
“You're not just going to recruit your cronies, tell them to reap your vengeance in secret, without your name getting dragged into it?”
“Finn's dumb, but he's not that dumb. He'd figure it out, and kill me yet again.” Puck slumps in defeat, and as if in concession, steps aside from the door. “So congrats, Hummel. You picked the lucky card. I can't get you. You win.”
Kurt takes a long moment before reaching for the door. “I know you're not going to believe me, Puck,” he says, “but I assure you: I have not won.”
Puck doesn't directly respond to that. “You know if you hurt him again, I'm going to prove it and kill you, right?”
Kurt doesn't answer. He walks out.
Author: hyperemmalawlz
Fandom: Glee
Chapter: 15/? - "Shame, Skeptic, Certain."
Characters/Pairing: Kurt, Finn, ensemble.
Word Count: 1570
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kurt Hummel isn't stupid. When the straight love of his life is drunk enough to sleep with him at a party, he's not going to stick around for the fallout. However, maybe he is stupid, because running away has consequences.
Spoilers: Up to 1x22, "Journey."
Warnings: Swearing, talk of rape and sex (and I guess, sort of, pseudo-step-incest).
Author's Notes: Written for the glee_angst_meme, the prompt: "Finn gets his drink spiked at a party and wakes up naked and alone in a bed in the host's house, with no memories of the night before. When word gets out, someone starts a rumor that it was Kurt who drugged Finn so he could sleep with him and Kurt's life is subsequently made a living hell. I mean hardcore threats, violence, that sort of thing. But Kurt feels powerless to do anything because - even though he wasn't aware Finn was drugged - they had slept together. I don't care about resolution but I'd one to confront the other about it." Title is inspired by Veronica Mars.
15: Shame, Skeptic, Certain
Kurt returns to school with shame in his step and paranoia in his bones. He feels as if everyone is looking at him, and he can't help but wonder... If someone told... If everyone knows...
The first person from Glee he finds is Tina, standing at her locker. She looks like she hasn't slept for weeks - or at least all night. He inhales heavily, trying to steel his nerves, before daring to walk up to her.
“Hey, Tina.”
“Kurt!” She sounds utterly shocked. “I - I mean - We didn't know if you'd show up today.”
He shrugs. “Well, if I'm trying not to seem hopelessly suspicious, fleeing the people aware of my involvement? Not the best plan.” He says it with a smile, but she doesn't laugh. That's okay. Approximately nothing about this situation is funny, anyway.
“So... um... how are you?” she asks. He bites his lip.
“...So... when you ask me that, you put me in a bit of a Catch-22. Because if I say yes, I'm either lying, or a remorseless psychopath. If I say no, then I'm asking for sympathy and playing victim when I know I was the one in the wrong here,” he says. “Can I plead no contest?”
She looks like she might cry. “I'm... I'm really sorry, Kurt.”
He shakes his head. “It's not your fault,” he says. She bites her lip.
“I've got a feeling like it might be,” she says, and that confuses him. “Look, Puck and I... we were the first ones to find him. After. We were the ones who... He came to us when he was still trying to process what happened to him; figure it out. And now I know... I can't help but feel, if I hadn't been so certain it was... If I hadn't been so conclusive... Maybe he wouldn't have thought it either? And maybe he'd be less damaged; maybe you wouldn't be in this terrible situation... I mean, I made a V-M comparison. If I'd just explained what happened in show - the first time, not the second time, because I hate season two - even if I didn't say that was a what was going, Finn might've thought it was a possibility. And what actually happened was a hell of a lot like that show, so if he'd just asked and you could have explained...”
“I have no idea what you're talking about with the TV show,” he says. “But Tina - Finn wouldn't have decided it was... if it didn't feel like that to him. And if you'd questioned that, at that moment... it would have been the most cruel and harmful thing you could possibly do. You would have destroyed him, even further than I had already taken it.”
Tina winces. “I just... really wish this hadn't happened.”
“And this makes you special and unique?” Kurt asks. He sighs. “I actually wanted... Everyone keeps looking at me, and maybe I'm being paranoid, but I keep thinking they...”
Tina figures out what he's on about, and shakes her head. “No, Kurt. No-one outside Glee knows. We all more or less agreed we wouldn't do that to you, or Finn, for that matter. Santana spent like, hours lecturing Britt about how important it was she not let this one slip. It would have been funny, if not for...”
“Thank you,” he says. “I know I don't really have any right to... I mean, I expect Finn to do what he wishes. I think he might tell people...” he sighs. “If he does, I doubt I'll survive long in this town. But maybe I deserve that; I certainly can't tell him not to, can I?” he says it with another small grin, but he knows Tina can see the tears pricking the backs of his eyes very clearly. “Thing is... no matter my intentions, or his... if he thought it was rape, on some level, it was an always will be just that - rape. And I can't change that.”
Tina doesn't answer - she just leaps forward and envelops him in a hug. He returns it, burying a few sobs into her dark hair. In a sudden moment of clarity, he panics and starts looking over her head - what if someone overheard them?
He's lucky. No-one's noticing. He sighs in relief.
“We all really love you, you know,” Tina says just before she pulls away. He nods.
“I know.” This heartwarming moment is interrupted when someone grabs him hard by the shoulder, spinning him around, and Tina gasps.
It's Puck.
And he looks, to be blunt, like shit.
“Hummel,” he barks, squeezing Kurt's shoulder tight enough to bruise. From the look of his eyes, he's gotten even less sleep than Tina. “We need to talk.”
“Puck, don't-”
“Shut up, Stutterfly,” says Puck. He starts dragging Kurt down the hallway, before throwing him into the closest empty classroom. He slams the door behind them, and Kurt's more scared than he's ever been of anyone in his life.
Maybe Puck'll be proud of that.
For a long moment, they just look at each other. Puck glares with obvious, overwhelming, all-consuming rage. Kurt stays still, trying desperately to remain calm and not plead for mercy before Puck even does anything.
And they wait.
“...Do you want me to start?” Kurt eventually asks. “Because I'm really not sure what to say.”
Puck takes a step forward. “Okay, Hummel. If you want me to believe you or forgive you or whatever, don't fucking make jokes about this.”
Kurt flinches. “Sorry,” he says. “This isn't about you, Puck, but sorry.”
“Screw you,” says Puck.
“What do you want me to say?”
“Confess?” he asks. “Do you really expect me to believe that bullshit about Finn letting you in his pants.”
Kurt takes in a deep breath when he hears that. Don't be stupid, he tells himself. He knew he was going to hear this accusation from someone - considering his closeness to Finn and previously established attitudes toward Kurt and his sexuality, Puck was the most likely person, even. Kurt can't let this get to him.
“I don't need to hear this,” says Kurt, hoping like hell he sounds more confident than he feels. He tries to walk past Puck, but Puck shoves him back - not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to scare him.
“I wasn't finished, Hummel.”
Kurt sighs. “Well, then, what is the point to this? What the hell am I meant to do? How on Earth am I meant to convince you I would never have hurt Finn intentionally?”
“Don't play that shit,” says Puck. “He's my best friend, and I'm going to stick up for him. Even if everyone else is gonna fall for your rape-apologist bullshit, I'm better than that.”
“I'm surprised you know the term 'rape-apologist',” Kurt shoots back, which is probably a low blow. Puck just looks confused, which suggests he just made up the term because it made sense to him, and it just happened to be something people say.
Kurt breathes in heavily. “You know, you may have a point,” he says. “People are a bit eager to accept my story. It says bad things on a societal level. But personally... I know that I did not commit a crime. And I can't deal with this. So can I just leave?”
Puck shakes his head, but it doesn't seem to be in response to the question. “Fuck it,” he says. “This is would be a lot easier if I wasn't the only person who didn't believe you. You've even got Hudson himself fooled, so he's told me I can't kick your ass. I'm trying not to be a douche and make it all about me, but I should be allowed to make you pay for this.”
Kurt sighs. “You're entirely wrong, but I see no point in trying to convince you of that. In some ways, your devotion to him is sweet - misguided as it is.”
Puck rolls his eyes. “Fuck off,” he says.
Kurt sighs. “Alright then. Did you have anything else to say?”
Puck considers for a moment. “Okay, I can't hurt you - Finn'd kill me. I can't tell anyone about this shit, and then let everyone else hurt you - Finn'd still kill me.”
“You're not just going to recruit your cronies, tell them to reap your vengeance in secret, without your name getting dragged into it?”
“Finn's dumb, but he's not that dumb. He'd figure it out, and kill me yet again.” Puck slumps in defeat, and as if in concession, steps aside from the door. “So congrats, Hummel. You picked the lucky card. I can't get you. You win.”
Kurt takes a long moment before reaching for the door. “I know you're not going to believe me, Puck,” he says, “but I assure you: I have not won.”
Puck doesn't directly respond to that. “You know if you hurt him again, I'm going to prove it and kill you, right?”
Kurt doesn't answer. He walks out.