Dec 10, 2010 23:15
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or the characters. That goes to Fox and Ryan Murphy.
Spoilers: None.
------St. Hummel------
Kurt took a deep breath and opened the door to his house. "This is it!"
He'd asked Jesse to stay with him. He still couldn't really believe that he'd done that, but everything was already so confusing, he may as well have someone else to help him muddle through it.
"It's nice." said Jesse in a voice that wasn't too surprised, or bored. Just…perfect.
And, if only for that evening, Jesse St. James was the perfect company. He'd really seemed upset by the vandalism, and…Well, my intentions are ALMOST completely innocent. Isn't that good enough? Kurt thought.
"Kitchen's through here. What do you want?"
He grabbed Jesse's hand and led him toward the kitchen, smiling a bit as he felt Jesse pull on his hand.
He spun around, stumbling into Jesse's arms.
Jesse tilted Kurt's head up until they were eye to eye. Kurt could smell the other boy's breath, and, trying to keep himself under control, he quickly ran through all of the possible gum flavor combinations that could have made Jesse's breath smell so wonderful, finally settling on a mix of Stride Spearmint and Trident Cinnamon. For a moment he wondered why someone would choose two different gum brands; he himself stuck with Orbit.
And then suddenly it didn't matter anymore because Jesse was leaning closer. Kurt's mind went suddenly and blissfully blank as Jesse stopped about a centimeter away from his lips. The feeling of Jesse's hands on his face and lips so close made him shiver lightly.
"You go change while I make the popcorn." Jesse said quietly, and pulled away, laughing a little bit after catching sight of Kurt's face.
Kurt glared and pushed his bangs to the side. "That was not funny."
Jesse just smiled.
Shaking his head, but smiling too, Kurt pulled the popcorn and a bowl from the pantry.
Jesse grinned and ruffled his hair.
"Kurt, go change. I can handle the microwave."
"Are you sure? Because someti-"
"Go."
Kurt bit his lip, but, with one last glance over his shoulder, he headed down the stairs to his basement.
Jesse went to the fridge to find some drinks or at least some filtered water, and found that it was sorted alphabetically, and then by brand, and then by expiration date. He chuckled to himself as he pulled out two water bottles. Obviously Kurt's doing.
Jesse took a deep breath as he remembered the look in the older Hummel's eyes when he confronted him about being part of the vandalism to his son's car.
He felt guilty for lying about how he got there so fast, but reminded himself quickly that the lie was probably a better plan. He'd started it, and Jesse St. James always finished what he had started.
It is a shame that this his first wooing attempt wouldn't be a nice, positive one with Kurt. It was going to be an awful memory because he decided to trust them with his plan to make Kurt stranded.
It wasn't his fault that they had taken it too far.
But it was Jesse who trusted them to make something happen. Jesse was the one who trusted them to strand Kurt. He was the one who trusted them to make his plan happen and gave them complete access to hurt Kurt the way they did.
He was the one who Kurt would hate if he ever found out about his dirty little plan.
And even though starting a relationship off with a lie tended to be trouble, Jesse wasn't going to let this plan fall apart. He cared too much.
The microwave's alarm went off, and Jesse quickly pulled the bag of popcorn out. After pouring it into the bowl, Jesse grabbed it and the water bottles and headed down into the basement, following the sound of running water.
Kurt came out of the shower and gulped when he saw Jesse sitting on his bed. Even wearing a robe he felt exposed, and quickly went over to his dresser to find some suitable pajamas.
"I see you figured out the microwave."
"I did. Didn't even burn it."
"Nice job. Maybe you'll move up to the toaster in a few weeks."
"Who knows? I'm full of surprises."
Kurt laughed awkwardly.
He could still feel Jesse's eyes on him, and he looked over his shoulder. There he was, looking extremely hot with one raised eyebrow and a little smile on his face instead of the usual smirk. The look in his eyes was not teasing.
Lust.
He turned quickly back to the dresser.
He'd never been looked at like that before. Well, by a guy.
Kurt didn't mind, really, but…today of all days?
"Jesse?" Kurt stumbled over his words, "I put some clothes on my vanity. You can use the bathroom to change into them."
Stare at the dresser, Kurt. Stare at the dresser.
Jesse grinned. After getting the clothes he stopped and leaned into Kurt's ear.
"Privacy?"
"Um, yeah. "
Jesse chuckled lightly before heading to the bathroom.
Kurt shook his head and pulled on an old tee shirt and some sweatpants, fumbling to be done before Jesse came back in.
When he did, Kurt was sitting at the vanity.
"Hey, Kurt, do want me to go? I don't need to, but if you just want to sleep, I get it. Long day."
Kurt quickly shook his head no. "I'd rather you were here, honestly."
Jesse being the one who found him was an odd coincidence, but at least it wasn't Vocal Adrenaline.
For tonight, Kurt was going to trust Jesse because he needed someone with him.
"You sure?"
"I think so." Kurt said as he turned to move toward his television set. He turned on the movie and pressed play on his DVD remote control. He smiled as the familiar menu music started to play for Chicago. Kurt pressed play on the remote and went to go sit on his bed.
"You already had it in?"
"It's one of my favorites."
"I have a slight crush on Queen Latifah in this movie," Jesse admitted to Kurt, "She's amazing."
"She's always amazing."
"This is true."
They watched in silence for a while, and after a moment Kurt realized that he wasn't paying any attention to the movie.
Since leaving the school, Kurt couldn't get the image of Jesse tinted red eyes and tears waiting to fall.
Although the damage to his darling car had been rather awful, it wasn't like an outsider had much reason for crying at it.
"Jesse?"
"Mmph?"
"Why were you crying earlier?"
Jesse almost chocked on his popcorn as he tried to with come up with an answer and speak at the same time.
"Are you okay?"
"Shit, yeah, sorry. Um, the crying? Um…I…Kurt, I'm bisexual. And that word hurt me as much as it hurt you."
"Oh. Sorry." said Kurt, as simply as he could.
He turned to face Jesse. "Does everyone know but me?"
"No, just…just the Vocal Adrenaline kids. It was hard, even just coming out to them. And…when whoever did that to you…when I saw it? It hurt me, just like it hurt you. And it hurt me to see you hurt."
Jesse grabbed Kurt into a hug and wrapped his strong arms around Kurt's body. Both of them were crying now.
Kurt arms were hugging him a grip that told Jesse that he didn't want him to let him go. It told him that he was so upset from the incident earlier and didn't really want to be alone.
And, though Jesse felt like a complete asshole for causing so much hurt, he couldn't help but feel a little bit better knowing that Kurt had chose him for comfort.
Kurt pulled away from Jesse's arms and wiped his eyes with his hand, "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to cry on you or get your dry shirt all wet." he said. Kurt smiled when Jesse reached out to wipe his face of tears. Jesse's hands were warm and gentle on his face.
"You mentioned something about going through this before?" Jesse asked, remembering Kurt's earlier statement on the way to his house.
"It happened when someone called my father at his shop to let him know that his son is a …" Kurt paused for a second, "fag. My father was hurt and he didn't know how to react. He just seemed so scared and worried. It caused me to blow a diva off because I didn't want my father to get hurt further if I sang a female song in front of, well, everyone."
"That's why you blew the note on Defying Gravity?" Jesse asked him.
"Rachel told you?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, she was so excited…"
"Not surprising. I blew it because I couldn't put my father through the pain of receiving phone calls that would be insulting toward him and me," Kurt paused for second before continuing, "He can't handle that very well."
"Kurt, you are amazing to be thinking about your father's well being before your own. To think how he would be if those hurtful calls continued. I believe that's what makes you wonderful." Jesse said to Kurt, all of it was the truth.
"You really know how to make someone cry some more, huh?" Kurt said to Jesse as he wiped his eyes to stop fresh tears from falling.
"I am a romantic like that. I love to make people feel special," Jesse said he smirked at Kurt before continuing, "It makes me feel special to know that I made someone feel special. It's my good deed of the day."
Kurt rolled his eyes while shaking his head and laughing a little at Jesse. It was just like him to say something like that a ruin a moment that could have remained sweet.
"I am glad you came out to me."
Jesse looked Kurt in the eyes before reaching his hand to stroke his cheek.
He knew that Kurt would understand him and be grateful that Jesse came out to him. It wasn't hard at all.
Jesse moved his hand down from Kurt's cheek to his neck. Kurt closed his eyes at the feeling of Jesse's hand on his neck.
Jesse slowly traced his fingers up and down Kurt's neck. He watched as Kurt closed his eyes at the feeling of Jesse's fingers lightly touching his skin. Jesse moved his hand back up Kurt's neck to his cheek. He slowly leaned his head toward Kurt's neck. He let his lips kiss Kurt's neck. The younger boy at first tensed up at the feeling of Jesse's lips on his neck, but after a while he was able to relax and enjoy it. Kurt closed his eyes as Jesse's free hand came into his hair and lightly pushed his head forward toward Jesse's mouth. Jesse trailed light kisses across Kurt's neck, up his chin, and to his beautiful lips. Jesse felt Kurt's lips start to move along with his after a brief moment of hesitation. Kurt's lips were soft and smooth under his.
As Jesse continued to kiss Kurt on his neck he gently pushed Kurt down onto the bed. He moved his kissing from Kurt's neck to his chin. Jesse kissed up Kurt's chin to his bottom lip. Jesse lightly bit Kurt's lip with his teeth and laughed when Kurt flicked him on his shoulder.
Jesse captured Kurt's mouth with his in a kiss that caused Kurt to moan a little. Kurt lips trembled slightly as he begun to kiss Jesse back. Kurt put his hands in Jesse's hair as Jesse continued to kiss him. He pulled at Jesse hair to get him to lean a little more down into his mouth and further onto his body.
Jesse laid himself completely onto Kurt's body as he once again moved from Kurt's mouth to his neck. Kurt moved his head to the side allowed for Jesse to have more access to his neck. Kurt moaned as Jesse sucked on the skin of his neck.
It felt really good to have another boy kissing him who was more experienced then Kurt. He loved the feeling of Jesse's lips on his and his neck. It made him feel wonderful. Kurt also loved the feeling of Jesse's body on his. He never thought he would have another well man on him this soon in his life. Kurt's breathe hissed when he felt Jesse's hand move toward his waistband.
Waistband.
No. Not now! Kurt thought. He wasn't ready and he didn't want to do the deed just because he and Jesse were coming together over a hate crime. Kurt wanted his first time to be special. Kurt didn't want it now.
He pushed him off, lightly maneuvering at first, then resorting to full on shoving when he realized how weak he was compared to the Jesse.
"Kurt, what's wrong?" Jesse asked, with concern lacing his voice. J
"I can't do this, Jesse," Kurt said sitting up in the bed, "I want to do this. I do, but not tonight. Not like this. Sorry."
Jesse looked at Kurt in silence while he debated what he was going to say to him. He honestly wanted to continue what they were doing but he certainly didn't want to force Kurt into something that he didn't want to do. Jesse cared to much for the young boy to hurt him and force him to do something that he wasn't not ready for. If it was a different situation or person then he would definitely try to continue his romancing.
"If you're not ready, you're not ready. I'm not going to force you into it." Jesse replied with a shrug.
"Also, you're going out with Rachel."
"Well, also, you're in love with Finn."
Kurt glared at him before turning his head to look at the television that was still playing Chicago.
"I am not going to be a person that you come to for sex on the side." Kurt said, breaking the silence.
"I don't just want sex from you. I am not a shallow person who just uses someone for sex."
"You're using Rachel. Do you really love her?"
Jesse glared back before turning to head out of the room.
"Do you?" asked Kurt again.
"Maybe? I don't even know, Kurt. Relationships are built on trust, and I don't know who I trust anymore."
"Neither do I. But I don't want you to leave. Please stay. I trust you. No a lot, but enough to want you here. And…I would like a chance."
Jesse spun around. "How can I give you a chance if you're in love with Finn? You can't just stop loving someone because another person wants you too."
"I…don't know. It's…it's been a really long day, ok? And I just need some time to think. But not alone. Just…stay until my dad gets back?"
Kurt wasn't sure where this would lead, but he was pretty sure that he wanted to go.
Jesse sighed, but turned around and headed back down to the main room.
He didn't know how this would go. There were too many variables. Kurt's love for Finn was one of them. Jesse dating Rachel was another. He didn't truly love Rachel, but he certainly didn't want to hurt her when he knew Shelby's master plan wasn't completed yet.
When it would be over, he wasn't sure. But until then he wanted to develop something with Kurt in hopes that it could continue once it was.
The vandalism plan and lying to Kurt was certainly something that he couldn't forget about. All in all it didn't matter if Kurt will hate him if he found out what Jesse did. The only thing that mattered is that he gets a chance to show Kurt true love and to enjoy his time with him. Leaving would not help that.
The younger boy looked at him with so much fear and pain in his eyes. His face looked a little lost at the moment. Almost like he would break if Jesse left him alone.
He really did screw up with Kurt by allowing them to have access to a easy way to hurt the him. Jesse just couldn't learn that they couldn't be trusted.
"Please, don't go." Kurt's voice said, once again breaking into his thoughts.
Jesse smiled at Kurt as he walked over to the bed. He stood in front of Kurt before leaning forward and grabbing Kurt into a tight hug.
They kissed lightly at first. "Are you ok with this, Kurt?"
"Yeah. I'm good."
Their kisses got more intense until they were both panting for breath.
"You're…you're going to stay, right?" asked Kurt, breathless.
"As long as you want me to."
Jesse leaned in for another kiss, but Kurt pushed him back. "I…I really just want to sleep, Jesse. I'm so tired. Today's been long.
"I know what you mean." Jesse said, flopping down beside him on the bed.
Kurt shifted closer and positioned himself in Jesse's arms. He lied his head on his chest with both arms resting on the part of Jesse's chest that his head wasn't on. Jesse wrapped his arms around Kurt's body protectively.
Jesse enjoyed the feeling of Kurt in his arms and Kurt enjoyed the feeling of Jesse's arms around him.
Both of them kept still as they rested, both trying to keep from disturbing the comforting equilibrium.
Kurt could feel himself falling asleep while listening to Jesse's steady heart beat. He felt content with the moment and was glad that Jesse was there for him. A few minutes later he fell asleep, still in Jesse's arms.
Jesse looked down and smiled at Kurt once he heard his breathing patterns settle into a more natural rhythm.
Jesse could feel himself falling asleep while laying there and it wasn't something that he wanted to do. He didn't want to take the chance of Burt catching him in his house.
Gently removing his arms from around Kurt, he got up from the bed. He looked at Kurt for a moment longer. The boy hadn't moved. He seemed to be a pretty sound sleeper.
Jesse decided to confront the others the next day. What they'd done to the kid was unacceptable. He didn't need anymore hurt in his life.
It was one way that he felt he could make things up to Kurt .
Taking one last look at Kurt, Jesse slipped out of the room and up the basement stairs. The rest of the house seemed darker after the bright glow of the television screen in Kurt's room.
Jesse came to a halt in the living room.
Standing in his way of the door was a very upset looking Burt Hummel. Jesse's smile dropped from his face as Burt stood, glaring at him with anger in his eyes.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Burt asked him, anger lacing his voice, "I thought I told you that I didn't want you to touch or hurt my son."
"I didn't do anything to him, sir. Kurt didn't want to be alone, so I stayed with him." Jesse answered, raising his hands in the air like convict who'd been caught red-handed.
"Well, he's not alone anymore. I'm home and you can go now." Burt said. He stepped aside and pointed toward the front door.
Jesse walked passed him to the door. He was about to open and leave the house when Burt clearing his throat stopped him from leaving.
"Thanks for staying with him, Jesse." Burt said, "I don't trust you or want you near my son. I don't trust you at all. And I certainly don't want my son to be hurt by you. So get out of my house and please. Do not come back."
Jesse nodded his head in understanding before opening the door and walking out of the house. He walked to his car in silence and with his head down.
Once he got into the car he turned on some music and started his way home. He smiled to himself as he thought about the boy he left in the room. Jesse may have hurt Kurt but he certainly made up for it by staying with him.
Tomorrow was another day and another chance to try to make things work better between him and Kurt. Jesse was excited to see where his day would lead.
Finally in a long time, Jesse was truly happy with the way his life was going.
pairing: jesse/kurt,
genre: romance,
fandom: glee,
genre: drama,
kut hummel,
jesse st. james