A/N: Yes, I know. The title sucks. The story's way better, don't worry. XD! Anyway, this is FucKlaine which is Finn/Puck/Kurt/Blaine foursome. Enjoy!
The Foursome
Chapter 1
"You're here!" Blaine beamed as Kurt walked through the front door of Puck's house and into the living room where the other three boys were snuggling.
Kurt nodded, grinning back as he sat on the couch and was immediately engulfed by three different pairs of arms.
First there were Blaine's arms, gentle and loving.
Then Puck's, strong and protective.
And last but not least, there were Finn's, awkward but sweet just the same.
"I'm sorry I couldn't come over yesterday, I was having a girls' night with Rachel and Mercedes.
"It's okay, Kurtie," Blaine's excited puppy smile hadn't left his face, and Kurt began cooing out 'aww' noises at how adorable Blaine was.
"You're right, Kurt. Blaine is adorable," Puck smirked, nuzzling his head into the hobbit's shoulder.
Rarely anyone got to see this side of Noah Puckerman. Only his boyfriends had ever seen him this sweet and affectionate. They'd seen him at his best, and at his worst, and they still loved him. It was nice that he didn't have to keep up that tough façade he put on all the time at school. With his boys, he could let loose and be himself.
"So, what movie are we watching?" Finn asked, snapping Puck out of his thoughts.
"The Sound of Music?" Kurt asked, blinking innocently.
"Beauty and the Beast or Aladdin," Blaine suggested.
"Die Hard!" Puck grinned.
"Remembering the Titans," Finn called out.
They all glanced at each other.
"Harry Potter it is," they said in unison.
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That night as they all lay in Puck's king-sized bed, Kurt snuggled up as close to his boys as he could.
He was the outsider of the group. The one with the squeaky high voice who was always talking about fashion. He wasn't into sports like the other three. He wasn't as good as they were, and he always felt like someday, they'd finally get tired of him and kick him out of the group. It scared him so much that he'd begun to become a lot clingier these past few days than usual.
He stayed awake most of the night, just making sure they wouldn't leave him.
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When Blaine woke up the next morning, it was to a trembling Kurt holding him tightly.
"Shh," he whispered, instantly tightening his grip on the other boy. "Don't cry, baby, please don't cry, shhhh."
Puck and Finn were awake almost instantly, and they grabbed onto Kurt, gently shushing him and trying to calm him down.
"I-I'm sorry-" Kurt sobbed, but was cut off by Blaine gently kissing his lips.
"Don't you ever apologize for being upset ever again," he whispered, rubbing soothing circles into his boyfriend's back.
"We love you so much," Puck murmured, stroking Kurt's arm while Finn placed gentle kisses on Kurt's head. "Just hush, let us make you feel better," he murmured into Kurt's ear.
Kurt felt so loved, and yet still so insecure.
"Tell us what's wrong, honey, we'll fix it," Blaine looked at Kurt in concern. He hated it when Kurt was upset about something.
"I-I f-feel like I'm n-not g-good enough for you," Kurt sobbed, and instantly felt like he couldn't breathe because the hugs he was receiving were so tight.
"Don't ever say things like that ever again!" Blaine growled, looking angry. "Who put that bullshit in your head, Kurt?"
Finn elbowed him. "Calm down, dude," he murmured, running a hand gently through Kurt's hair. "Who told you that, baby?" he asked in a gentle tone while Puck tried to calm Blaine down while still comforting Kurt.
"Ka-Karofsky told me I'd n-never amount to a-anything-"
"Blaine!" Puck called as the shorter boy leaped off the bed.
"Nobody says that about my baby!" he growled, looking dangerously close to losing his temper.
"Blaine, just relax. Kurt's fine. See? He's right here with us and we won't let anyone hurt him," Finn tried to calm him down.
"He made my Kurt CRY!" Blaine exploded, grinding his teeth together in rage.
"I know, but you can't just go off trying to kill him, Blaine, he isn't worth it," Puck tried to convince the other boy.
"KURT IS CRYING BECAUSE OF HIM! NOBODY HURTS MY BABY!" Blaine screamed, storming out of the house, presumably to kick Karofsky's ass.
"Shit, stay here with Kurt? I'm gonna go find Blaine," Puck said, hurrying out of the house before Finn could even answer.
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Out of all of them, Blaine was the one who would most likely lose his temper. Especially if anyone hurt his boys. Finn and Puck were jocks, he didn't have to worry so much about them. But Kurt was so sweet and small and innocent and vulnerable. He was practically a glowing neon sign for bullies.
Blaine hated it when anyone messed with Kurt. He couldn't understand why anyone would even think about hurting him. He was such a sweetheart.
Tears came out of his eyes. He just wanted Kurt to be okay. How could Karofsky do this to him?
"Blaine?"
He turned to see Puck coming up to him.
"I just left him there," Blaine sobbed. "I left him there and let my anger get the best of me while he was upset!"
"Shh, it's okay, Blaine, Kurt knows how protective of him you are. He knows you're just trying to keep him safe," Puck wrapped an arm gently around Blaine's shoulders.
"I need to go back and hold him," Blaine turned around and started walking back to Puck's house, Puck right at his heels.
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"Kurt, you shouldn't listen to what that bastard says. You're beautiful," Finn smiled, kissing him.
"I'm just so worried that you'll leave me. All of you," Kurt muttered, leaning into Finn.
"Never," he replied. "We love you too much."
At that moment, Blaine burst in.
"I'm sorry, Kurt! I shouldn't've lost control of my temper! It's just that I love you so much, and I don't want anyone to hurt you," Blaine sniffled, wiping tears from his own eyes.
"Honey, it's okay. Come here," Kurt smiled, holding Blaine close.
Puck and Finn joined in the hug a few seconds later.
"You're beautiful," all three whispered to Kurt.
Kurt smiled, nuzzling up close to them. His insecurities melted away as they all whispered sweet words in his ear, and he felt much better.