Pizza and Movies
Title: Pizza and Movies
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild swearing, a metric ton of musical references.
Summary: Written for the prompt meme. After leaving Kurt's house in Theatricality, Finn turns to Mr. Schue for guidance and they spend the night together... in a manner of speaking.
Notes: As you can probably guess from the rating, not much in the way of porn. It's more of a 'bromance' situation, but the hints are there!
Will was spread-eagled on the couch, arms stretched out to either side, feet resting on the coffee table. On each side of his legs, there sat a stack of DVDs, all musicals, mentally catalogued as “watched” and “unwatched”. In his lap, he had a notepad covered in songs to consider for the Glee Club.
‘Cell Block Tango could be fun,’ he said to no one in particular, as the Chicago credits began to roll. He scribbled it down on the notepad. Just as he was getting up to eject the disc, there was a knock at the door.
Will frowned and checked his watch. Ten minutes past seven. He walked over to the door and grabbed the handle. After a moments hesitation he swung the door open to reveal Finn Hudson, hand raised to knock a second time.
‘Finn?!’
‘Uh… hi.’
‘Do you… maybe wanna come in?’
Will sidestepped as Finn almost bulldozed past him. He watched with increasing confusion as the young man paced back and forth in the hallway, hugging himself.
‘Would you like to sit down?’ Will waved in the direction of the couch.
Finn nodded, and sat, seeming to almost hunch in on himself. Will sat beside him.
‘Is something wrong?’ Will asked, remembering that last time Finn had looked like this, he’d just had the baby bomb dropped on him.
‘I did something bad, Mr. Schue. To Kurt.’
Will raised an eyebrow.
‘… Is he pregnant?’
‘No!’ Finn let out an almost-laugh. ‘No, we- we had a fight. Over the décor of our bedroom.’
Will had to bit his lip to stifle a laugh.
‘And… uh… that’s it? That’s why you came to me?’
‘No. During the fight I… I called him a… you know.’
‘ Nerd? Dweeb? Geek? Freak? Jerk? Moron? Square?’
‘I called him a fag.’
‘Oh.’
‘His dad heard me and he came down and yelled at me, about how I was no better than those other guys. And he was right, you know. I’m just like those assholes, Azimio and Karofsky.’ He hung his head, as if he were too ashamed to face Will. ‘I’m such a douchebag.’
‘You’re not, Finn.’ Will placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it in what he hoped was a purely comforting matter. ‘You’re nothing like them.’
‘Yeah?’ Finn asked ‘How do you know?’
Will took Finn’s face in his hands, forcing him to look him in the eye.
‘Because if you were, you wouldn’t feel the way you do right now.’ He smiled. ‘Bad guys don’t worry about being good.’
‘I guess…’ Finn pulled himself away, clearly not convinced.
‘Look, I know what it’s like. I was a teenager once too, you know. And I see it every day when I walk past the lockers. Your friends all use a word; you start thinking that it’s okay to use it too. Eventually, you just start to use it all the time without considering the implications, without thinking about how it hurts people. Those sorts of attitudes take a long time to shake off, but you’re trying, and it’s really admirable.’
‘Admirable?’
‘That’s a good thing.’
‘Oh!’ Finn smiled his crooked little half-smile. ‘You… you really think so?’
‘I know so. I’ve seen the way you act, Finn. In the halls, in Glee Club. You never have a cruel word to say to anybody. You’ve never tried to be anything but friendly. You’re a sweet, kind, thoughtful young man. I know that, I’m sure Kurt knows that, because he’s been going all stalker-crazy over you since practically day one. And if Kurt’s dad saw the things I see, he’d know it too.’
‘Wow. Thanks, Mr. Schue.’ Finn’s face was considerably brighter now. ‘So, you noticed the Kurt thing too? Because for a while there I thought I was going crazy.’
‘It was… fairly obvious.’ Even coming from himself, Will knew this was an incredible understatement. ‘Kurt isn’t famous for his tact. But come on, who can blame him?' Will punched Finn on the shoulder playfully 'Finn Hudson is prime real estate!’
Finn chuckled, and knowing that he’d cheered the young man up made Will feel instantly warmer.
‘Would it be alright if I stayed here for little while longer?’ Finn asked. ‘I may’ve sorta accidentally broken up Mom and Mr. Hummel, and I don’t really wanna go back yet, in case I have.’
‘Sure. You want something to eat? I was gonna order pizza.’
‘Yeah, that would be cool.’
‘Cool.’ Will echoed. ‘I’ll go make the call.’
When he returned from the kitchen, Will found Finn going through the DVDs on the coffee table, picking up each one and examining the front before reading the back. Some of them caused him to nod in what Will thought was perhaps approval, while others caused him to make a face.
‘Found anything you want to watch?’ Will asked. Finn jumped like he’d been zapped. ‘I was going through them to find songs for New Directions.’
‘Cool, I can help you. What’s next on the list?’
Will looked at his “unwatched” pile.
‘Mamma Mia.’
‘That the one with all the ABBA?’
‘Uh… yeah.’
‘We can skip that one. What’s next?’
‘Rocky Horror Picture Show’
‘Awesome, sounds scary.’
The pizza arrived not long after the movie started. Finn enjoyed the film more than Will had expected he would. He insisted that Time Warp go on the list, and nearly made Will spray soda all over the carpet when he suggested that Puck could perform Sweet Transvestite in full costume. He also expressed a desire to sing lead in The Sword of Damocles. Will chewed slowly, trying very hard not to picture Finn prancing around the auditorium in Rocky’s sparkly gold underpants and failing spectacularly. The image of the entire Glee Club on stage in fishnets and pink feather boas for a grand finale of Rose Tints My World had them both in stitches.
Hairspray was next on the list and once again, Finn was more than willing to voice his approval of certain numbers. Nicest Kids In Town went on the list with him suggesting that it would make an awesome intro number if they substituted their own names in place of the council members'. He even proposed that they could stage the entire musical.
‘Rachel can do Tracy if we stick her in a fat suit. Amber suits Quinn perfectly. And Sue would make an awesome Velma, if you could convince her to wear something other than a tracksuit.’
‘What about Motormouth Maybelle?’
‘Have you met Mercedes?’ Finn asked
They dissolved into fits of giggles once again.
Once the credits were rolling, Finn insisted that they reassert their masculinity by finding the most testosterone-fueled musical in the pile. It was not an easy decision to make, but after much deliberation, they settled on Across The Universe, because The Beatles made everything awesome, apparently.
They were so busy singing along with the songs that they completely forgot to list any.
Will finally looked at his watch.
‘Woah, it’s after 2 am.’
‘Really? Shit!’ Finn got to his feet. ‘I should get going, Mr. Schue, my mom’s gonna freak.’ He looked at his shoes. ‘Thanks for letting me hang with you, it was really fun.’
‘I had fun too.’ Will clapped him on the shoulder. ‘I’ll give you a ride home.’
‘That’s okay, Mr. Schue, you need sleep too.’
‘I don't mind, really... You know, you don’t have to leave.’
‘I… don’t?’ Finn looked confused. Hopeful, but confused.
‘You could sleep here.’ There was a loaded pause as Will realized what he’d said. ‘O-on the couch, I mean.’
‘Oh, right… Right! Of course!’ Finn’s laugh sounded forced, was he nervous? ‘That would be awesome, Mr. Schue. Thanks.’
‘I’ll just go grab you some pillows, blankets, that kind of thing. I have some spare pajamas lying around here somewhere. You can shower first, you know, if you want to.’
‘Cool.’
‘Cool.’
Rating: PG
Warnings: Mild swearing, a metric ton of musical references.
Summary: Written for the prompt meme. After leaving Kurt's house in Theatricality, Finn turns to Mr. Schue for guidance and they spend the night together... in a manner of speaking.
Notes: As you can probably guess from the rating, not much in the way of porn. It's more of a 'bromance' situation, but the hints are there!
Will was spread-eagled on the couch, arms stretched out to either side, feet resting on the coffee table. On each side of his legs, there sat a stack of DVDs, all musicals, mentally catalogued as “watched” and “unwatched”. In his lap, he had a notepad covered in songs to consider for the Glee Club.
‘Cell Block Tango could be fun,’ he said to no one in particular, as the Chicago credits began to roll. He scribbled it down on the notepad. Just as he was getting up to eject the disc, there was a knock at the door.
Will frowned and checked his watch. Ten minutes past seven. He walked over to the door and grabbed the handle. After a moments hesitation he swung the door open to reveal Finn Hudson, hand raised to knock a second time.
‘Finn?!’
‘Uh… hi.’
‘Do you… maybe wanna come in?’
Will sidestepped as Finn almost bulldozed past him. He watched with increasing confusion as the young man paced back and forth in the hallway, hugging himself.
‘Would you like to sit down?’ Will waved in the direction of the couch.
Finn nodded, and sat, seeming to almost hunch in on himself. Will sat beside him.
‘Is something wrong?’ Will asked, remembering that last time Finn had looked like this, he’d just had the baby bomb dropped on him.
‘I did something bad, Mr. Schue. To Kurt.’
Will raised an eyebrow.
‘… Is he pregnant?’
‘No!’ Finn let out an almost-laugh. ‘No, we- we had a fight. Over the décor of our bedroom.’
Will had to bit his lip to stifle a laugh.
‘And… uh… that’s it? That’s why you came to me?’
‘No. During the fight I… I called him a… you know.’
‘ Nerd? Dweeb? Geek? Freak? Jerk? Moron? Square?’
‘I called him a fag.’
‘Oh.’
‘His dad heard me and he came down and yelled at me, about how I was no better than those other guys. And he was right, you know. I’m just like those assholes, Azimio and Karofsky.’ He hung his head, as if he were too ashamed to face Will. ‘I’m such a douchebag.’
‘You’re not, Finn.’ Will placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it in what he hoped was a purely comforting matter. ‘You’re nothing like them.’
‘Yeah?’ Finn asked ‘How do you know?’
Will took Finn’s face in his hands, forcing him to look him in the eye.
‘Because if you were, you wouldn’t feel the way you do right now.’ He smiled. ‘Bad guys don’t worry about being good.’
‘I guess…’ Finn pulled himself away, clearly not convinced.
‘Look, I know what it’s like. I was a teenager once too, you know. And I see it every day when I walk past the lockers. Your friends all use a word; you start thinking that it’s okay to use it too. Eventually, you just start to use it all the time without considering the implications, without thinking about how it hurts people. Those sorts of attitudes take a long time to shake off, but you’re trying, and it’s really admirable.’
‘Admirable?’
‘That’s a good thing.’
‘Oh!’ Finn smiled his crooked little half-smile. ‘You… you really think so?’
‘I know so. I’ve seen the way you act, Finn. In the halls, in Glee Club. You never have a cruel word to say to anybody. You’ve never tried to be anything but friendly. You’re a sweet, kind, thoughtful young man. I know that, I’m sure Kurt knows that, because he’s been going all stalker-crazy over you since practically day one. And if Kurt’s dad saw the things I see, he’d know it too.’
‘Wow. Thanks, Mr. Schue.’ Finn’s face was considerably brighter now. ‘So, you noticed the Kurt thing too? Because for a while there I thought I was going crazy.’
‘It was… fairly obvious.’ Even coming from himself, Will knew this was an incredible understatement. ‘Kurt isn’t famous for his tact. But come on, who can blame him?' Will punched Finn on the shoulder playfully 'Finn Hudson is prime real estate!’
Finn chuckled, and knowing that he’d cheered the young man up made Will feel instantly warmer.
‘Would it be alright if I stayed here for little while longer?’ Finn asked. ‘I may’ve sorta accidentally broken up Mom and Mr. Hummel, and I don’t really wanna go back yet, in case I have.’
‘Sure. You want something to eat? I was gonna order pizza.’
‘Yeah, that would be cool.’
‘Cool.’ Will echoed. ‘I’ll go make the call.’
When he returned from the kitchen, Will found Finn going through the DVDs on the coffee table, picking up each one and examining the front before reading the back. Some of them caused him to nod in what Will thought was perhaps approval, while others caused him to make a face.
‘Found anything you want to watch?’ Will asked. Finn jumped like he’d been zapped. ‘I was going through them to find songs for New Directions.’
‘Cool, I can help you. What’s next on the list?’
Will looked at his “unwatched” pile.
‘Mamma Mia.’
‘That the one with all the ABBA?’
‘Uh… yeah.’
‘We can skip that one. What’s next?’
‘Rocky Horror Picture Show’
‘Awesome, sounds scary.’
The pizza arrived not long after the movie started. Finn enjoyed the film more than Will had expected he would. He insisted that Time Warp go on the list, and nearly made Will spray soda all over the carpet when he suggested that Puck could perform Sweet Transvestite in full costume. He also expressed a desire to sing lead in The Sword of Damocles. Will chewed slowly, trying very hard not to picture Finn prancing around the auditorium in Rocky’s sparkly gold underpants and failing spectacularly. The image of the entire Glee Club on stage in fishnets and pink feather boas for a grand finale of Rose Tints My World had them both in stitches.
Hairspray was next on the list and once again, Finn was more than willing to voice his approval of certain numbers. Nicest Kids In Town went on the list with him suggesting that it would make an awesome intro number if they substituted their own names in place of the council members'. He even proposed that they could stage the entire musical.
‘Rachel can do Tracy if we stick her in a fat suit. Amber suits Quinn perfectly. And Sue would make an awesome Velma, if you could convince her to wear something other than a tracksuit.’
‘What about Motormouth Maybelle?’
‘Have you met Mercedes?’ Finn asked
They dissolved into fits of giggles once again.
Once the credits were rolling, Finn insisted that they reassert their masculinity by finding the most testosterone-fueled musical in the pile. It was not an easy decision to make, but after much deliberation, they settled on Across The Universe, because The Beatles made everything awesome, apparently.
They were so busy singing along with the songs that they completely forgot to list any.
Will finally looked at his watch.
‘Woah, it’s after 2 am.’
‘Really? Shit!’ Finn got to his feet. ‘I should get going, Mr. Schue, my mom’s gonna freak.’ He looked at his shoes. ‘Thanks for letting me hang with you, it was really fun.’
‘I had fun too.’ Will clapped him on the shoulder. ‘I’ll give you a ride home.’
‘That’s okay, Mr. Schue, you need sleep too.’
‘I don't mind, really... You know, you don’t have to leave.’
‘I… don’t?’ Finn looked confused. Hopeful, but confused.
‘You could sleep here.’ There was a loaded pause as Will realized what he’d said. ‘O-on the couch, I mean.’
‘Oh, right… Right! Of course!’ Finn’s laugh sounded forced, was he nervous? ‘That would be awesome, Mr. Schue. Thanks.’
‘I’ll just go grab you some pillows, blankets, that kind of thing. I have some spare pajamas lying around here somewhere. You can shower first, you know, if you want to.’
‘Cool.’
‘Cool.’