Fic: Out of Nowhere (Kurt/Finn)
TITLE: Out of Nowhere
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Kurt straightened and dried his face. “Okay, you’re starting to confuse me a little. Do you like me?” “No! I mean, of course I do, we’re brothers... but not like that, I...” Finn trailed off and squeezed his eyes closed. “I walked in on you in the shower.” Kurt’s eyes widened. “When?”
FANDOM: Glee (Kurt/Finn)
STATUS: Complete - One Shot
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest, darkest, corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for challenge 5, prompt 6 @ writerverse. Also written for day 19 @ adventchallenge
***
He was doing it again.
Staring.
Kurt shifted uncomfortably in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. The small hairs on the back of his neck were prickling and goosebumps had broken out along the length of his arms. Kurt shuffled again, eyes darting all over the choir room, unsure where to look, unsure how to act.
His constant fidgeting caught Mercedes’ attention and it wasn’t long after, that she realised what was wrong.
“Um, Kurt?” The surprise was evident in her voice.
Kurt slid further into his chair. “Finn’s staring at me, isn’t he?”
“Yeah, he is. What’s going on?”
“I don’t know.” Kurt’s cheeks were flushing, he could feel the heat building within them. “I literally don’t. Everything was normal and then out of the blue he’s looking at me.”
“Looking could be a little bit of an understatement,” Mercedes murmured.
She must have caught Finn’s attention, because abruptly the prickling and tingling awareness along his spine stopped. Kurt relaxed, body slumping down into his chair. “I don’t think he even realizes he’s doing it. I’ll look at him and he’ll look back at me like he doesn’t understand why his eyes found me in the first place.”
“If I didn’t know any better-” Mercedes sat forward and glanced across the room to where Finn sat with Rachel. “I’d say he had a thing for you.”
Kurt blinked. “A thing? What kind of thing?”
“Like a, I-want-to-shove-you-up-against-a-wall-and-have-my-way-with-you, kind of thing.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Kurt. There is only one reason someone would stare the way Finn is staring at you.”
The prickling was back. Kurt turned his head and met Finn’s eyes. Finn quickly spun his eyes away, a soft flush glowing in his cheeks.
“No way.” Kurt breathed.
*
Kurt leant his shoulder into the locker beside Finn’s and crossed his arms. “So... is this going to be awkward?”
Finn looked at him. “Is what going to be awkward?”
“This.” Kurt gestured between the two of them. “We live together, Finn. If something is going on then you should probably tell me.”
Finn closed his locker. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The staring has to stop.”
Finn looked confused. “Staring? At you?”
“Yes at me.” Kurt sighed heavily. “I know you don’t even realise that you’re doing it. But I’m telling you, as a friend, please stop staring at me. It makes me uncomfortable.”
“I’m not staring at you,” Finn insisted. “But whatever, I’ll...” he struggled for words. “I’ll stop looking at you, okay?”
Kurt nodded. “Good.”
A staring Finn was way too weird.
*
He was staring.
Kurt put down his fork and met Finn’s eyes across the table determinedly.
Finn bit his lip and lowered his eyes. “Sorry,” he murmured under his breath.
*
“Look, I’m not trying to make things awkward,” Finn said later that night as they both stood in the bathroom at their respective sinks.
“What is it that’s so fascinating?” Kurt asked as he cleansed his face. “Am I making weird facial expressions? Do my eyebrows move like Hermione Granger’s?”
“No.”
“Then what is it? You’re straight, Finn.”
“I know I am.”
“Then what?” Kurt bent over and washed the cream off his skin. He opened his eyes to check in the mirror that he got it all, but all he could see was Finn, staring... and not at his face.
Kurt straightened and dried his face. “Okay, you’re starting to confuse me a little. Do you like me?”
“No! I mean... of course I do... we’re brothers... but not like that, I...” Finn trailed off and squeezed his eyes closed. “I walked in on you in the shower.”
Kurt’s eyes widened. “When?”
“A couple of weeks ago. I’m sorry. It was an accident, it’s just that I kind of saw... everything... and the vision won’t go away and-” Finn broke off. “I’m not going through some kind of crisis or anything. But I’ve never seen a guy naked before and especially not you. You always wear so many layers.”
Kurt had never seen Finn so uncomfortable - he was blushing, and fidgeting, and so incredibly awkward that Kurt almost felt bad for him. Kurt crossed his arms and leaned his hip against the sink. “Oooo-kay. So you’re saying that all the times you’ve been staring at me, you’ve actually been picturing me naked?”
Finn flushed and turned away, grabbing his toothbrush and slopping some toothpaste across the head. “Can we stop talking about this? It’s embarrassing.”
Kurt shrugged. “Okay. Just... maybe get it all out of your system. Staring at school is really embarrassing and people are starting to notice.”
“You’re giving me permission to stare at you?”
“Sure. Should I... take my clothes off?”
The look on Finn’s face was pure gold. Kurt laughed. “I’m kidding. Geeze, I’m not getting naked for you, Hudson. You haven’t even bought me dinner.”
Still chuckling, Kurt smoothed some moisturiser into his skin and wiped his hands on his towel. “Okay.” He placed his hands on his hips and cocked his hip out. “I’m ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“For you to stare at me,” Kurt teased.
Finn glared. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?”
Kurt laughed. “Very much. I have to admit, Finn, you’ve kind of surprised me.”
“Just don’t tell anyone, okay?”
“I won’t. Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“Was I... when you saw me in the shower, I was just naked right? I mean, I wasn’t doing anything private?”
Finn hesitated.
Well that made more sense. Now Kurt was the one who felt supremely awkward. “Oh,” he breathed. “That’s embarrassing.”
“It’s not.” Finn assured him awkwardly. “Everyone does it.”
“I know that, but the idea that I did it in front of my straight stepbrother isn’t the most amazing piece of news I have ever heard.” Kurt rubbed his eyes. “We need a better knocking policy.”
They were both quiet for a moment.
Kurt put away his toiletries under the sink, another question running through his brain. He just wasn’t sure if he was brave enough to ask it. “Hey Finn?”
“Yeah?”
“Was I... okay? I mean, I’ve never been naked in front of anyone else before. Was I okay?”
“Kurt, this isn’t a conversation for two dudes.”
“Oh come on,” Kurt rolled his eyes. “You saw me naked. You got a free peep show. Just answer the question and we’ll call it square.”
“Fine.” Finn met Kurt’s eyes. “You were okay.”
“Truth?”
“If you hadn’t noticed, I’ve been staring at you for the past week.” Finn blushed. “You were more than okay.”
Kurt smiled softly. “Thanks Finn.”
END
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Kurt straightened and dried his face. “Okay, you’re starting to confuse me a little. Do you like me?” “No! I mean, of course I do, we’re brothers... but not like that, I...” Finn trailed off and squeezed his eyes closed. “I walked in on you in the shower.” Kurt’s eyes widened. “When?”
FANDOM: Glee (Kurt/Finn)
STATUS: Complete - One Shot
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything. This story is a work of fiction and came from the deepest, darkest, corner of my imagination.
AUTHORS NOTE: Written for challenge 5, prompt 6 @ writerverse. Also written for day 19 @ adventchallenge
***
He was doing it again.
Staring.
Kurt shifted uncomfortably in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. The small hairs on the back of his neck were prickling and goosebumps had broken out along the length of his arms. Kurt shuffled again, eyes darting all over the choir room, unsure where to look, unsure how to act.
His constant fidgeting caught Mercedes’ attention and it wasn’t long after, that she realised what was wrong.
“Um, Kurt?” The surprise was evident in her voice.
Kurt slid further into his chair. “Finn’s staring at me, isn’t he?”
“Yeah, he is. What’s going on?”
“I don’t know.” Kurt’s cheeks were flushing, he could feel the heat building within them. “I literally don’t. Everything was normal and then out of the blue he’s looking at me.”
“Looking could be a little bit of an understatement,” Mercedes murmured.
She must have caught Finn’s attention, because abruptly the prickling and tingling awareness along his spine stopped. Kurt relaxed, body slumping down into his chair. “I don’t think he even realizes he’s doing it. I’ll look at him and he’ll look back at me like he doesn’t understand why his eyes found me in the first place.”
“If I didn’t know any better-” Mercedes sat forward and glanced across the room to where Finn sat with Rachel. “I’d say he had a thing for you.”
Kurt blinked. “A thing? What kind of thing?”
“Like a, I-want-to-shove-you-up-against-a-wall-and-have-my-way-with-you, kind of thing.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Kurt. There is only one reason someone would stare the way Finn is staring at you.”
The prickling was back. Kurt turned his head and met Finn’s eyes. Finn quickly spun his eyes away, a soft flush glowing in his cheeks.
“No way.” Kurt breathed.
*
Kurt leant his shoulder into the locker beside Finn’s and crossed his arms. “So... is this going to be awkward?”
Finn looked at him. “Is what going to be awkward?”
“This.” Kurt gestured between the two of them. “We live together, Finn. If something is going on then you should probably tell me.”
Finn closed his locker. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The staring has to stop.”
Finn looked confused. “Staring? At you?”
“Yes at me.” Kurt sighed heavily. “I know you don’t even realise that you’re doing it. But I’m telling you, as a friend, please stop staring at me. It makes me uncomfortable.”
“I’m not staring at you,” Finn insisted. “But whatever, I’ll...” he struggled for words. “I’ll stop looking at you, okay?”
Kurt nodded. “Good.”
A staring Finn was way too weird.
*
He was staring.
Kurt put down his fork and met Finn’s eyes across the table determinedly.
Finn bit his lip and lowered his eyes. “Sorry,” he murmured under his breath.
*
“Look, I’m not trying to make things awkward,” Finn said later that night as they both stood in the bathroom at their respective sinks.
“What is it that’s so fascinating?” Kurt asked as he cleansed his face. “Am I making weird facial expressions? Do my eyebrows move like Hermione Granger’s?”
“No.”
“Then what is it? You’re straight, Finn.”
“I know I am.”
“Then what?” Kurt bent over and washed the cream off his skin. He opened his eyes to check in the mirror that he got it all, but all he could see was Finn, staring... and not at his face.
Kurt straightened and dried his face. “Okay, you’re starting to confuse me a little. Do you like me?”
“No! I mean... of course I do... we’re brothers... but not like that, I...” Finn trailed off and squeezed his eyes closed. “I walked in on you in the shower.”
Kurt’s eyes widened. “When?”
“A couple of weeks ago. I’m sorry. It was an accident, it’s just that I kind of saw... everything... and the vision won’t go away and-” Finn broke off. “I’m not going through some kind of crisis or anything. But I’ve never seen a guy naked before and especially not you. You always wear so many layers.”
Kurt had never seen Finn so uncomfortable - he was blushing, and fidgeting, and so incredibly awkward that Kurt almost felt bad for him. Kurt crossed his arms and leaned his hip against the sink. “Oooo-kay. So you’re saying that all the times you’ve been staring at me, you’ve actually been picturing me naked?”
Finn flushed and turned away, grabbing his toothbrush and slopping some toothpaste across the head. “Can we stop talking about this? It’s embarrassing.”
Kurt shrugged. “Okay. Just... maybe get it all out of your system. Staring at school is really embarrassing and people are starting to notice.”
“You’re giving me permission to stare at you?”
“Sure. Should I... take my clothes off?”
The look on Finn’s face was pure gold. Kurt laughed. “I’m kidding. Geeze, I’m not getting naked for you, Hudson. You haven’t even bought me dinner.”
Still chuckling, Kurt smoothed some moisturiser into his skin and wiped his hands on his towel. “Okay.” He placed his hands on his hips and cocked his hip out. “I’m ready.”
“Ready for what?”
“For you to stare at me,” Kurt teased.
Finn glared. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?”
Kurt laughed. “Very much. I have to admit, Finn, you’ve kind of surprised me.”
“Just don’t tell anyone, okay?”
“I won’t. Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“Was I... when you saw me in the shower, I was just naked right? I mean, I wasn’t doing anything private?”
Finn hesitated.
Well that made more sense. Now Kurt was the one who felt supremely awkward. “Oh,” he breathed. “That’s embarrassing.”
“It’s not.” Finn assured him awkwardly. “Everyone does it.”
“I know that, but the idea that I did it in front of my straight stepbrother isn’t the most amazing piece of news I have ever heard.” Kurt rubbed his eyes. “We need a better knocking policy.”
They were both quiet for a moment.
Kurt put away his toiletries under the sink, another question running through his brain. He just wasn’t sure if he was brave enough to ask it. “Hey Finn?”
“Yeah?”
“Was I... okay? I mean, I’ve never been naked in front of anyone else before. Was I okay?”
“Kurt, this isn’t a conversation for two dudes.”
“Oh come on,” Kurt rolled his eyes. “You saw me naked. You got a free peep show. Just answer the question and we’ll call it square.”
“Fine.” Finn met Kurt’s eyes. “You were okay.”
“Truth?”
“If you hadn’t noticed, I’ve been staring at you for the past week.” Finn blushed. “You were more than okay.”
Kurt smiled softly. “Thanks Finn.”
END