5/1 (with a bit of 2 because really boys who do you think you're fooling)frankengleekMarch 5 2012, 03:36:46 UTC
[ This would be Finn kicked back playing some Borderlands, mostly 'cause at the moment he doesn't have much else to be doing. Burt's at the garage, his mom's out of town visiting her sisters, and even Kurt's not home since he's doing some yoga thing. So after watching TV really really loud got old, he switched over to video games. ]
[It is not "some yoga thing". It's a full-mind-and-body experience, thankyouverykindly. Not buying into any institutionalized religion does not automatically bar Kurt from finding various aspects of spiritualism interesting and/or beneficial.
Except right now it is "some yoga thing", because it sucks and there would be a lot more flouncing going on after Kurt slams the door here because humiliating yourself by getting a horrendous leg cramp in the middle of class and having to lie in crocodile pose for the rest of it is the worst.
But, obviously, horrendous leg cramp = limping instead of flouncing. It also means sort of crumpling onto the couch like a Beanie Baby dropped from a great height, flinging his arms up and consequently slamming his yoga bag right into Finn's lap.]
okay a lot. they're just not admitting it.frankengleekMarch 5 2012, 03:58:35 UTC
[ The door slamming is a good warning, all in all, and Finn's already wincing by the time Kurt gets over to the couch because Kurt never slams doors unless he's pissed or upset about something, so thankfully he has time to brace for it.
Which is good, because otherwise he'd have taken a rolled-up yoga mat directly to the crotch and then they'd both be upset and in pain, which would be bad. As it is, it just harmlessly bounces up against his legs.
The melodramatic way that Kurt flops down also gives a good indication that it's less anger and more just grumpiness (and vaguely, Finn wonders when he got to be so good at reading Kurt's unspoken cues), but even so, he pauses his game and moves the bag to the floor, turning to speak to him properly. ]
...So, I guess your yoga thing didn't go so good today or something?
[Oh dear, that had the potential to be very extremely awful, and then Kurt would've had guilt on top of excruciating agony and that's never a good combination. But since it doesn't happen, he just shifts around until he's sprawled on his back with his ankles elevated on the arm of the couch and his aching legs stretched out completely.
Normally this wouldn't be such a problem, except Kurt's had several spectacular growth spurts in the past year or so, and his legs take up approximately 2/3rds of the couch, fully extended, so his head ends up almost where his yoga bag just landed.
UnFortunately he has the presence of mind to not just put his head in Finn's lap, propping himself up on his elbows and sighing heavily.]
A masterful deduction. [Glancing over his shoulder now, with a look of the most extreme patience with all the tragedy in his life.] I pulled a muscle fifteen minutes in and had the privilege of listening to several middle-aged mothers of four sigh and laugh at my expense for the remaining thirty.
[ He's patient while Kurt readjusts, watching him with some amusement as he tries to find a comfortable position and ends up with his legs stretched out and his back arched and shoulders up with the way he leans on his elbows, and--that's about where Finn takes note that Kurt hasn't changed clothes yet, either. And it's not like he's not used to seeing Kurt in tight pants, but yoga pants are like painted on in soft stretchy cotton until they flare out a little at the knees, and they ride just low enough that a strip of creamy-white skin is shown off below Kurt's shirt, and holy shit okay why is he even looking that hard.
Finn clears his throat a little as he quickly diverts his attention back to Kurt's face, listening to his tale of woe, and he can't help but chuckle a little. ]
Couldn't you have just left or something? But hey, what did you pull? That sucks, I know how much that hurts. I think I've pulled like every muscle in my body in football.
[Unfortunately this position isn't as comfortable as Kurt thought it would be, and he whines sort of pathetically, inching back a little until his knees are resting on the arm of the couch, then bending them to try and stretch his aching thigh muscles. This is quite possibly the most undignified position he's ever been in, head down, ass up, but damn it, things are hurting and he just wants to make them stop.
Glancing up, face a little red from being almost upside-down, Kurt manages a little laugh.] Walking out limping in front of everyone trying to do Soldier One would've been even worse. And my hamstring, I think. The left one. This position isn't helping much, but I think I'm stuck.
[ Finn's eyebrow raises higher and higher as Kurt keeps trying to readjust on the couch into a more comfortable position (which doesn't seem to be working in the slightest--if anything it looks like he's getting progressively less comfortable) until he's in a position that can...really only be called obscene, especially considering the tight red pants and the slightly-too-short t-shirt riding up and...
...all right, part of it's just kind of pathetic. You'd think Kurt had never had a sprained muscle before in his life. So when he seems to give up and looks up at Finn with a little laugh, saying he's gotten himself stuck, Finn can't help but laugh too. (At ease, as always, with Kurt. He's not sure when that transition happened, but he's more comfortable around Kurt at this point than...anyone else, honestly.) ]
All right, geez, here-- [ He gets up, sacrificing his comfortable spot on the couch to gently take Kurt's arms and pull him forward so that he's sprawled out flat across the entire length of the couch, instead opting to sit on
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[Kurt takes very good care of himself, Finn Hudson. And when he doesn't, his father does. He hasn't broken/sprained anything in his entire life. The irony of it all, really, is that he was taking this class to help with sore/stiff muscles from choreography and whatnot.
Whatever, doesn't matter, he'll just stay in this awkward contorted position like a fashionable gargoyle until he's stuck this way forever and -- oh.
Oh.
It's entirely innocent, really -- Finn's just being a good friend/brother/...whatever he is. And the fact that even with the growth spurt, even with the hard-earned change from residual baby chub to muscle, even with how much Kurt isn't the teensy-tiny little milkmaid he was, that Finn can still reach out and move him like that, like he weighs nothing at all is...disconcertingly hot.
And Kurt isn't thinking that way partially because he just isn't thinking that way, okay and partially because this is muuuuuch better position-wise, prompting him to sigh and curl his toes and fold his arms under his cheek. He's
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Except right now it is "some yoga thing", because it sucks and there would be a lot more flouncing going on after Kurt slams the door here because humiliating yourself by getting a horrendous leg cramp in the middle of class and having to lie in crocodile pose for the rest of it is the worst.
But, obviously, horrendous leg cramp = limping instead of flouncing. It also means sort of crumpling onto the couch like a Beanie Baby dropped from a great height, flinging his arms up and consequently slamming his yoga bag right into Finn's lap.]
...oh. Sorry.
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Which is good, because otherwise he'd have taken a rolled-up yoga mat directly to the crotch and then they'd both be upset and in pain, which would be bad. As it is, it just harmlessly bounces up against his legs.
The melodramatic way that Kurt flops down also gives a good indication that it's less anger and more just grumpiness (and vaguely, Finn wonders when he got to be so good at reading Kurt's unspoken cues), but even so, he pauses his game and moves the bag to the floor, turning to speak to him properly. ]
...So, I guess your yoga thing didn't go so good today or something?
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Normally this wouldn't be such a problem, except Kurt's had several spectacular growth spurts in the past year or so, and his legs take up approximately 2/3rds of the couch, fully extended, so his head ends up almost where his yoga bag just landed.
UnFortunately he has the presence of mind to not just put his head in Finn's lap, propping himself up on his elbows and sighing heavily.]
A masterful deduction. [Glancing over his shoulder now, with a look of the most extreme patience with all the tragedy in his life.] I pulled a muscle fifteen minutes in and had the privilege of listening to several middle-aged mothers of four sigh and laugh at my expense for the remaining thirty.
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Finn clears his throat a little as he quickly diverts his attention back to Kurt's face, listening to his tale of woe, and he can't help but chuckle a little. ]
Couldn't you have just left or something? But hey, what did you pull? That sucks, I know how much that hurts. I think I've pulled like every muscle in my body in football.
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Glancing up, face a little red from being almost upside-down, Kurt manages a little laugh.] Walking out limping in front of everyone trying to do Soldier One would've been even worse. And my hamstring, I think. The left one. This position isn't helping much, but I think I'm stuck.
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...all right, part of it's just kind of pathetic. You'd think Kurt had never had a sprained muscle before in his life. So when he seems to give up and looks up at Finn with a little laugh, saying he's gotten himself stuck, Finn can't help but laugh too. (At ease, as always, with Kurt. He's not sure when that transition happened, but he's more comfortable around Kurt at this point than...anyone else, honestly.) ]
All right, geez, here-- [ He gets up, sacrificing his comfortable spot on the couch to gently take Kurt's arms and pull him forward so that he's sprawled out flat across the entire length of the couch, instead opting to sit on ( ... )
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Whatever, doesn't matter, he'll just stay in this awkward contorted position like a fashionable gargoyle until he's stuck this way forever and -- oh.
Oh.
It's entirely innocent, really -- Finn's just being a good friend/brother/...whatever he is. And the fact that even with the growth spurt, even with the hard-earned change from residual baby chub to muscle, even with how much Kurt isn't the teensy-tiny little milkmaid he was, that Finn can still reach out and move him like that, like he weighs nothing at all is...disconcertingly hot.
And Kurt isn't thinking that way partially because he just isn't thinking that way, okay and partially because this is muuuuuch better position-wise, prompting him to sigh and curl his toes and fold his arms under his cheek. He's ( ... )
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