136. Morning After Meme

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Morning After MemeYou find yourself waking up perhaps next to a strange person. Maybe you're in a strange place. All you do know is something is amiss and it's all because of last night. Attempt to piece it together or get of the room with your clothes before the other person wakes up

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Kurt Hummel >> Glee

[gleefulkicker]

[This definitely isn't Kurt's normal slumbering outfit... In fact, he wouldn't even consider it an outfit at all, it's more.. a very poor excuse for an ensemble, consisting of several very different pieces of clothing, most of which... aren't even Kurt's. Such as the gold-yellow stockings that are obviously Rachel's, Brittany's very distinctive fuzzy hat, a blouse of Quinn's, and the petticoat-portion of Tina's gothic lolita ensemble. Oh, and some of Mercedes' bling.

...It's a good thing Kurt's still peacefully asleep - the horror that will hit him upon seeing himself in this outfit can be delayed for just a little longer.]

[frankengleek]

[ It was a rockin' party, okay? (Obviously they didn't learn their lesson the first time. And Rachel's dads had been out of town again, sooooo.)

Meanwhile, Finn's outfit is significantly less complicated, in that he's shirtless--and, um, pantsless too. Hey, at least he still has his boxers on. But he's curled comfortably around Kurt, arm slung around his middle and legs tangled. And he's snoring a little. ]

[gleefulkicker]

[Generally, Kurt is a very light sleeper... But the combination of the hat's ear flaps and the fact that he'd passed out drunk is helping him sleep right through Finn's light, occasional snoring.

...the very loud sound of Rachel singing in her bedroom, however, is another story. He pretty much jolts awake when the sound filters in from the ceiling, eyes wide and hat falling off onto the floor. He looks around quickly, momentarily disoriented...

Oh, right. Finn. Curled up around him, half-naked and looking, well, frankly adorable. But this actually isn't a new sight at all. They've fallen asleep in each other's beds before, usually because they were too... worn out, to leave. But their current relationship is supposed to be a secret, and this little scenario here (which he really doesn't remember, and has yet to notice his current.. outfit) doesn't look that secret. So, all in all... Color Kurt worried.

Reluctantly (really, Finn is very, very endearing like this), he shakes Finn's shoulder.] Finn. Finn, wake up.

[frankengleek]

[ The light shaking makes a hilariously grumpy little frown work across Finn's features, and for a moment he just tightens around Kurt in adamant denial of having to wake up, but a few...oddities connect all at once. One, he feels something fluffy and a little scratchy under his hand (that would be Tina's petticoat); two, he's waking up to a hell of a headache; three, he can vaguely hear singing from somewhere above him, and the voice is very easily distinguishable as Rachel's.

Oh.

Hell.

His eyes pop open, affirming that he is in fact mostly naked in Rachel's basement (don't most nightmares start that way?), and his alarmed gaze turns to the boy cradled in his arms, which...wouldn't be weird if not for the ridiculous outfit he's in. Don't mind the slight, almost frantic snort of laughter. ]

Uh--dude, what--

only the second time I've ever gotten to use this icon. XDD

[gleefulkicker]

[At first Kurt gives Finn a mighty look of "what the hell are you laughing at?"... but then it occurs to him that something is just off, and... Well, then he finally notices his current outfit.]

....oh my god. Oh my god, what.... These aren't even mine!

[He practically stumbles as he gets off the couch (and by standing also discovers a garter around his thigh and he doesn't even want to know who that belongs to.] Just... god, where are my clothes? [He practically hisses at Finn, rather frantically since quite suddenly Rachel's singing has stopped mid-song and that's more than a little worrisome.]

it's a good one! XD

[frankengleek]

[ Normally he might be content to kick back and watch the scene unfold, because come on, it's sort of hilarious, watching Kurt flip out and stumble around the room in such a ridiculous mash-up of clothing (though catching a flash of said garter makes his mouth go a bit dry for a second), but...

But yeah, Rachel's stopped singing, and he's still half-naked and, well. Time is sorta of the essence here. ] I don't--where are mine? [ Seriously, his pants are like, nowhere to be found. ] Dude, if she comes down here and catches us like this--

[gleefulkicker]

[Might have even been made more hilarious by the fact Kurt is wincing and practically limping (and there will be payback for this later, Hudson, you just wait) as he searches under and behind things for his own clothing. He gives up momentarily to yank off some of the borrowed items - namely Rachel's stockings and Mercedes miscellaneous jewelry (how, how had he gotten all of this?), and is busy trying to unbutton the blouse (very rich-girl looking, very Quinn) when he notices -- and hears -- Finn panicking, too. And to be honest what he says kind of pisses him off a little.]

I know, I know, god forbid your girlfriend find you in a compromising situation with your stepbrother. [Again, practically hissed out, quietly; he's pretty sure there must be at least one other gleek asleep in here, if not more. The basement's too trashed to tell for sure, though. (And really, he doesn't want Rachel finding them, either. He still feels a touch guilty about this, even more so when he's hanging out with Rachel.)

And now... Wait for it......I think

[frankengleek]

[ Quiet or not, Finn can hear the barely-veiled irritation in Kurt's voice, and that pisses him a little off in turn--it's not like he's the only one going behind someone's back (and barely, on Finn's part; Rachel's been so obsessed with colleges in New York and getting her start on Broadway that they're pretty much not even dating, just 'boyfriend and girlfriend' in name only); Kurt's still 'dating' Blaine, too. It's been a secret on both of their parts. So despite the fact that Kurt just tried to put on Finn's pants (and okay, that is still pretty funny, they're like clown pants on him), he scowls a little bit. ]

Right, 'cause your boyfriend's reaction would be a hell of a lot better, right?

[ ...Still, he...kind of gets it, a little bit, at least. So the anger (and it hadn't even been real anger, just annoyance) mostly melts off, and he huffs a bit of a sigh. ]

Here, give those back and I'll help you find the rest of your clothes, but let's hurry, okay?

[gleefulkicker]

[Well. Ow. Finn's right, of course. But it isn't the fact he's right that puts the slight sting in his heart - it's the scowl.

He steps out of the way-too-big pants and brings them over to Finn, taking a moment to (quickly) cup his cheek and give him a brief kiss on the mouth. A non-verbal apology, of course.] I love you. [He lingers a moment, then pulls away and finishes removing the rest of his ensemble... except for the petticoat, because it occurs to him at the last minute that, uhm... he should also be looking for his apparently discarded underwear.]

[frankengleek]

[ ...Geez, he can't stay mad after that. In the brief moment, Finn leans into Kurt's hand a little and returns that kiss, tension flowing off him like water. (Kurt's kisses had a tendency to do that, detach him from reality a little bit. It's awesome.) ...Love you too.

[ It returns quickly, though, when he remembers that he can't hear Rachel singing anymore, and she might come down at any second, so he's quick to jump into his pants--but where the hell's his shirt?--and start looking around the fairly trashed basement for Kurt's clothes too. --It's actually the said discarded underwear he comes across first, and Finn flushes red. Dear god, had they actually, um...done that, right on the couch, in the corner of the basement? Hopefully no one else had been in the room at least. ]

U-um, here's these. [ Hands them over a little sheepishly, before looking for the rest. ]

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[And Kurt takes his underwear back, just as sheepishly as Finn hands them over.] ...Thanks.

[He then proceeds to pull them on, still not removing the petticoat. That is, until he finds the tunic-length shirt he'd had on last night (pants still nowhere to be found, sneaky pants). He pulls off the ridiculously frilly thing and quickly pulls on his shirt.

And pauses, as he listens to movement in one of the rooms above them. Loud movement. Like someone moving furniture.] ...what the hell is she doing?

[frankengleek]

[ Finn, meanwhile, continues the desperate search for his shirt--fortunately it was only a polo, as opposed to the layered shirt thing he swaps off with, so only one shirt to find as opposed to two...now if only he could actually find it--at least until he pauses at the same time that Kurt does, looking up to the ceiling. ] Uh...I have no idea. It sounds like she's dragging the fridge across the floor or something.

[ His eyes fall back to Kurt, and...his face feels a bit hot (and mouth a bit dry) when he realizes that Kurt's still wearing that garter around his thigh. ] ...um. A-are you keeping that thing, or... [ He...really hopes that didn't come off as hopeful as it sounded in his head. ]

[gleefulkicker]

By herself? Finn, she's like three feet tall.

[He returns his own gaze from the ceiling to Finn... just in time to notice where the other boy's eyes are currently glued.

..Oh. Right. The garter. Suddenly Kurt's face is a bit colored as well.] Well... I don't know whose it actually is... And I don't plan on going around asking, either.

[He shifts, pulls a little at the hem of his shirt, then gives a sort of half-shrug, cheeks reddening further and his eyes focused on the floor.] So, I could keep it...

[frankengleek]

Um...yeah, but other people could be up there, I mean...we're probably not the only ones that, uh, passed out here. [ Glances around for a minute--he can see Mike and Tina crashed out in the corner wrapped up in each other, and that might be Santana flopped in the armchair but it's hard to tell because of whoever it is being totally buried in a blanket--but there's a few people unaccounted for.

...And then his eyes come back to Kurt fiddling with his shirt and turning enticingly red, mentioning that he could keep it, and Finn...tries hard not to seem too excited about that. ] Oh, uh...cool. I mean...yeah, it'd be kind of weird to ask people, right? So like...yeah. You should keep it. It looks good on you. Like...really good. [ Do the words "stop while you're ahead mean nothing to you, Hudson? XD ]

khds okay someone needs to turn a hose on them. XDD

[gleefulkicker]

[While looking down, Kurt notices a few marks on his thighs... And when he realizes that they were obviously made by fingers gripping tightly, he's blushing all the way down to his collarbones.] ...Apparently you were of that very same opinion last night.

[With eyes half-lidded, he looks back at Finn from underneath his eyelashes (maybe or maybe not intentionally), moves a little closer to him, and lets his fingers slip down from pulling at the hem of his shirt to instead play with the garter.] Do you think... anyone saw us?

why am i just. picturing puck doing it.

[frankengleek]

[ Kurt drawing attention to those marks--clearly in the shape of Finn's fingers--makes that hot feeling in his face flare a little higher. There's the temptation to apologize, but...Kurt doesn't particularly seem to be complaining, either.

Not to mention that coquettish look (that one that always seems to drive Finn a little crazy, since it's just so effortlessly seductive), and the fingers playing with the lace encircling his thigh...Finn's sort of starting to forget why they should still sort of be freaking out and diving for their clothes. ] I don't know...maybe? [ ...And Kurt sure seems to be okay with that idea too. It's called exhibitionism, Finn. He grins a little, coming close to skim his fingers down Kurt's side. ] ...We're kinda busted if someone did, though.