Author's notes:
These are alluded to "The Person Falling Here is Me" which I co-wrote with Nubianamy. /works/862483
They are also referenced in "It's Like a Box of Chocolates"- especially chapter 2 "Worth All the Chocolates". /works/863042/chapters/1798858
Kurt pulls his keys from his pocket and unlocks the door to the house, stepping inside to flip on the entryway light and wiping his shoes on the mat before moving to hang up his overcoat and scarf. Finn steps in behind him and locks the door behind them, following Kurt's example, wiping his shoes and hanging up his coat.
"Dude, you did a great job planning the wedding. What an awesome party!" Finn exclaims as he puts a hand on Kurt's shoulder, following the smaller boy through the darkened hall of the house and to the basement stairs.
"And yet you still managed to pull a fast one and surprise me Finn Hudson" he smiles back. Kurt flips on the switch for the basement lights and the two walk downstairs. They flop onto the couch simultaneously, leaning into each other. Their jackets had long since been unbuttoned at the reception, their ties loosened as well. Kurt groans as he catches the time on the DVR. 1:47am. "Thankfully tomorrow is Sunday" Kurt moans. "I think I am going to turn off the ringer on the house phone and my cell before I go to bed."
Finn squirms beside him before thrusting something into Kurt's face. "Mine too" he pleads as Kurt takes his cell phone and begins playing with the buttons. "It was a good surprise though, right Kurt? I mean, I did ok."
"Yes, Finn" Kurt laughs. It was a good surprise. "You did ok, very well even." Kurt passes the cell back to Finn as he struggles to find the appropriate words to express to Finn how much it had meant to him. "It was epic."
Finn chuckles and holds his fist for a fist-bump. "Brothers' from another mother, Kurt. That's us- Furt."
"Seriously Finn" Kurt raises a well groomed eyebrow at him.
"What?" Finn asks.
"I hardly think we need a relationship-y name" Kurt scoffs.
"We need cool big brother, little brother names" Finn muses.
"No, we don't. And on that note, I'm going to go wash up and get ready for bed" Kurt announces as he stands. "Don't forget that suit needs to be hung up right away. And shoes off and put into the box in my closet." Kurt turns around as Finn begins toeing off the dress shoes, "Not like that Finn! Untie the shoes and leave them untied in the box" Kurt instructs.
Kurt goes over to his dresser, picks up the house phone and turns off the ringer. Then he opens the top drawer and pulls out a pair of pyjamas before crossing to the bathroom. Kurt's suit storage bag is already hanging on the back of the bathroom door, so Kurt takes off his shoes first and then begins removing his suit and hanging it up for storage. Then he puts on a pair of soft cotton pyjama pants, a fitted long sleeve tee with a v neck and begins his nightly washing and moisturizing routine. As he finishes washing his face Finn knocks on the bathroom door.
"Dude, I gotta like brush my teeth, let me in."
Kurt unlocks the door and steps back as it opens. Finn is wearing a McKinley football tee shirt and a pair of grey plaid boxers. Kurt hands Finn his toothbrush and picks up his own at the same time. The brothers brush their teeth in silence and when Finn finishes and swishes some water around in his mouth, he ruffles Kurt's hair playfully before spitting into the sink.
"Nighty Night" he says as he closes the door behind him.
"Night Finn" Kurt calls through the now shut door. Kurt continues with his moisturizing, deciding to skip a couple of steps because of the late hour, before he grabs his suit bag, dress shoes and heads for his room, flipping off the bathroom light. The lamp on the night table between the two beds is turned onto the lowest setting and it sets a soft glow over the bedroom as Kurt crosses to his closet to tuck his shoes into their box and hang up his suit. Kurt notices Finn's suit is mostly appropriately hung on the front of the closet and picks it up to fix it and zip it into a suit storage bag as well before hanging them both near the back of the closet. Kurt can hear the soft rumble of Finn's not-quite-a-snore and laughs when he turns to discover the quarterback is passed out not in his own bed but on top of Kurt's.
Kurt takes a moment to stop and stare because it wasn't that long ago that he would never have imagined that such a scene could ever be anything other than a dream, but yet, now, here they are. Somewhere, sophomore Kurt is jumping up and down like a giddy school girl, tossing rainbow glitter in the air. Kurt looks over to Finn's bed but decides there is no way he is sleeping there. Kurt looks out at the couch, and while he has slept on it before, it is not the most comfortable and he deserves a good night sleep too.
"C'mon sleeping beauty, over to your own bed" Kurt says as he claps Finn on the shoulder a couple of times. No response. Kurt clambers onto the bed and bounces on it a little. "Finn, please", he pleads.
Without opening an eye, Finn reaches one hand out and touches Kurt's knee. "Stop. Don't shake bed" he mumbles into the blankets.
Kurt rolls his eyes. "Fine, you leave me no other choice Finn Hudson." Kurt grabs one of Finn's arms and pulls, trying to pull him off the bed, but of course, Finn is too large for Kurt to budge. Kurt huffs out an impatient puff of air. Kurt crawls back up onto the bed, kneeling near Finn's head and leans down near his ear to talk. "Finn Hudson, you have until the count of 5 to get out of my bed or I, Kurt Hummel am going to crawl into bed with you. One, Two, Three, Four, Five." Kurt looks Finn. Kurt walks over to his chair and grabs his other blanket and throws it on the bed. "I'm serious Finn, I'm getting into bed, I don't care if you're here or not."
Kurt looks at the bed in bewilderment as Finn's hand pats the bed beside him.
"'Kay, 'kay," Finn whimpers, "'s ok Kurt. Sleep now."
Kurt slides into bed and pulls the blanket up over both of them, turning to look at Finn for an instant. He shows no sign of being awake. "Night Finn" Kurt mumbles before he turns over and hugs the far side of the bed, drifting off quickly into an awkward slumber.
000
Kurt blinks his eyes open and looks over at the alarm clock, 7:45am. Too early he groans, considering it was well past 2 am maybe closer to 3 when he went to bed. Kurt closes his eyes and tries to go back to sleep but then he remembers he is not alone in his bed, and the reason he remembers is because Finn now has Kurt wrapped up in his arms, their legs tangled together under the blanket, Kurt's back pulled tightly against his chest. This is not happening Kurt moans to himself. This is some sort of fantasy or nightmare depending on how you look at it.
"Finn" Kurt hisses. "Finn, are you awake?"
"No" Finn mumbles into his ear, his breath warm and moist, causing Kurt to shiver slightly.
"Finn, we, we're spooining" Kurt jabbers.
Finn shifts on the bed, pulling Kurt tighter against him, the movement results in Kurt's cock awakening. "'Kay, 'kay. Sshh" he mumbles. "No Mom, no Burt, no one 'ere 'cept us. More sleep now."
Kurt twists in Finn's arms, trying to put a little space between them, but with each movement he makes, Finn seems to pull him closer. His new brother would have to be a cuddler. And apparently Finn is set on using Kurt as a human teddy bear this morning. Kurt sighs in resignation and settles for a moment, trying to will his hardening dick into compliance, but then he twists towards Finn because he can feel something pressing against him. "Finn, is that you? I mean, are you, you know, hard?" Kurt whispers the last word especially.
"Uh-huh" Finn moans sleepily. His body shifts again, his breathing changing drastically. "If you'd just stop, oh…" Finn gasps and the fingers of Finn's left hand dig into Kurt's left hip. "'Kay, 'kay, stop moving around…"
"This is my fault?" Kurt shrieks. "You're the one doing the human octopus impression. I'm just trying to get some obviously much needed space between us." Kurt is panicking now. Yes, it's not like they are in completely new waters here. They've shared a couple of 'moments' they don't speak about ever, but this somehow feels different. This did not start out as a comforting hug that lasted a little too long and teenage hormones turned into something inappropriate given their orientations and relationships.
Finn whimpers as Kurt tries to shift again. Finn's voice is whisper soft and more awake when he speaks again. "Dude, I've never woken up in bed with someone like this before. You feel all warm and soft and squishy." Finn groans, "it's good, so good. And you smell," Kurt can hear Finn sniff at his hair, "like the beach, or sunscreen or something. Wait, coconuts," Finn sniffs Kurt's hair again, "you smell like coconuts." Finn's voice sounds wispy, far away and a little breathless. It's incredibly arousing to Kurt.
Kurt relaxes in Finn's grip a little at the somewhat awkward compliment about their current position and his hair products. This results in his body slumping back towards Finn's a little more, slotting together in a more than intimate way.
"Oh fuck" Finn shudders and Kurt feels the movement in his own body. Finn is panting now into Kurt's ear. "I'm not.., I mean…, 'kay,'kay I know…" Finn whines, his brain obviously not able to make sense of his body. He grinds against Kurt, "Can I, please Kurt, uh… 's this ok?"
"Yeah. Yeah, ok you can do that" Kurt says as he bites his bottom lip, Finn's request having gone straight to his groin, his own breath hitching in his throat. "Do you need me to..?" Kurt shimmies a little, his hips rotating away and then against Finn in a teasing way.
Finn uses one hand to grab Kurt's hip, helping them set somewhat of a rhythm together. "Yeah that's, uh, 'kay, 'kay that's good." Kurt feels Finn's other hand, the one belonging to the arm somewhat under his head, slide down his chest. "Can I, this good too?" Finn breathes as he reaches Kurt's waistband.
"Yes" Kurt pants as he grips Finn's hand with his own and guides it over top of his pyjama's to where his erection is straining against the fabric. "Here, please Finn."
"Oh-h f-fuc-ck" Finn stutters. "Hot, you're so hot." Finn gasps suddenly and his body stills, "'m so close."
Kurt writhes against him and into his touch. "Me too" he sighs breathlessly.
Even though they are alone in the house, Finn drops his mouth to the exposed skin at Kurt's collarbone and nips at it when he begins to move again. He mumbles Kurt's name over and over through his release. The wet, hot and then cool on his skin is too much. Kurt shudders in Finn's arms, beneath his hand, Finn's name passing his lips like a melody of notes disguised in soft mewls. Finn flops onto his back first, before Kurt follows and they both breathe heavily for a few moments before their respiration falls into sync, chests rising and falling together. Finn uses the arm still trapped under Kurt to pull him close again, nudging him into place, his head pillowed on Finn's chest, curled into his side. Their eyes flutter closed.
"Thank you" Kurt whispers against his chest.
" 'S 'kay, 'kay. More sleep now Kurt" Finn murmurs.
000
Kurt wakes up first again, his head still pillowed on Finn's chest, their legs twinned under the blanket. He twists his body to look at the alarm clock, this time it is 11:42 am and Kurt knows if he wants to get back into any kind of sleep schedule, he should get up now. Kurt is also thankful for the second time that he has managed to awaken before Finn. Kurt still half expects Finn to have some sort of freak out when he wakes up in Kurt's bed. Despite the occasional get each other off, they've never slept together, cuddled in one place afterwards (or in this case even before). And Finn is still the quarterback while Kurt is still the gay kid. He untangles himself from Finn and gets out of bed, taking a moment to look at him, blissed out in Kurt's bed- sophomore Kurt is somewhere planning their wedding! Kurt goes to the bathroom, cleans up, changes into fresh pyjama bottoms, before coming out to leave a note for Finn on the bed, on a sheet of his monogrammed stationary.
Kurt pauses to consider how to sign the note. He could just write his name, he probably could even write love Kurt, because he does, mostly as a brother and they are technically step-brother's now, but what they shared was definitely not brotherly so Kurt nixes that idea. As his mind drifts back to the earlier hours of the morning, Kurt can hear Finn's soft, sleepy, sexy voice multiple times saying " KK" and how it seemed to take the edge off and help relax Kurt. He smiles as he signs the note and lays it beside Finn on the bed.
Finn,
When you roll out of bed, clean up and come join me in the kitchen. I'll make us some brunch- all your favorites.
~KK
Kurt climbs the stairs into the kitchen and starts a pot of coffee even though it will be only him drinking it. He begins to assemble ingredients and cooking instruments he will need to make breakfast. Kurt first slices up some fruit, placing most in small bowl and back in the fridge, but keeping a few pieces out to satisfy his own hunger while he cooks. Then Kurt sets to work on the pancake batter, whipping the mostly flour, milk and eggs together until smooth. He slides a baking sheet lined with foil and bacon into the oven to cook when he is ready to begin cooking the pancakes. Kurt is about half way through the pancake batter when he hears the water down stairs. As he piles the finished pancakes and bacon onto a platter to put in the warming drawer of the oven, Finn comes up the stairs- wearing the same tee from the night before, but now sporting a pair of red sweatpants low on his hips.
"Morning sleepy head" Kurt jokes as Finn comes around and fills a cup with water and throws it into the microwave, stealing one of the strawberries out of the small bowl Kurt had set aside and grabbing out the hot chocolate mix.
"Morning Kurt" Finn says after he mixes and takes his first sip of hot chocolate.
"Can you do the toast for me, while I cook the eggs?" Kurt asks. "Two slices of rye for me."
Finn nods as he grabs for the bread, and the butter and walks over to the toaster. "3 eggs please Kurt" Finn smiles.
As they sit down to eat, Kurt having grabbed the food from the warming drawer plus the cut up fruit in the fridge, Finn looks across at Kurt. "You didn't have to do this you know."
Kurt beams at Finn. "I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to. Besides, I am starving, so I can only imagine how you must be feeling."
"Dude, starving doesn't even scratch the surface" he says around a mouth full of food. "This tastes amazing."
"Please refrain from showing me your food Finn" Kurt admonishes with a shake of his head.
They eat in silence, it isn't awkward, it's comfortable. But when they are both full, leaning back against their chairs, nursing fresh cups of coffee and hot chocolate, Kurt decides to speak. "So, last night, I mean this morning, technically…"
Finn's cheeks turn a little pink and he ducks his head slightly. "Yeah, sorry about crashing on your bed like that. It's really comfy though and I totally understand why you wouldn't want to sleep on my bed or on the couch when you've got such a great bed of your own" Finn stammers.
"Oh, ok. Yeah, I mean it's not a big deal, or it wasn't last night, 'cause you know, we're the only ones at home and so it's not like someone else was going to find us in bed together or something. And you don't have to worry, I'm not going to run around school boasting about it" Kurt promises.
Finn exhales heavily before looking up at Kurt, "Dude, I know that. I know you're not like that. Wasn't worried, not really" he adds before he reaches across and pat's Kurt lightly on the shoulder.
Kurt takes a sip from his coffee before continuing. "And when we woke up, earlier this morning I mean…" his face reddening.
Finn waves an arm dismissively. "Yeah, look, I'm sorry about that too. But listen, I'm ok, ok. I'm not freaking out- if that's what you're worried about." Finn smiles warmly at Kurt. "These things happen ok. My body reacts like that sometimes when I'm alone in bed, let alone having spent a couple of hours snuggled against someone." Finn laughs a little, "apparently my body doesn't care that you're a dude. I just need to know that you're ok with that, and that we're ok too?"
Kurt shrugs non-committedly. "Yeah I'm fine. Why wouldn't we be fine, right?" he asks with a raised eyebrow. Kurt thinks back to the handful of times he and Finn have used each other to bring about release. We don't talk about it, it's like it never happened and it won't happen again- it's become a bit of a silent mantra between the two.
Finn laughs then and soon they are both laughing. "So KK huh?" Finn teases.
"What do you mean? You were the one calling me that last night" Kurt explains.
Finn looks shocked for a moment before he shakes his head. "No I didn't."
"Yes you did" Kurt insists. "You kept saying KK this and KK that."
Finn attempts to keep his laughter from bubbling over. "No, I kept saying 'kay 'kay this and 'kay 'kay that, as in 'okay'. I wanted you to know I was ok, I wasn't going to freak out on you."
Kurt drops his head to his arms on the table. "Oh" he moans. "I feel so humiliated now!" His body undulates with soft sobs.
Finn reaches out and puts a comforting hand on Kurt's arm. "Hey, dude, c'mon look up, look at me."
Kurt raises his head just enough for his red, glassy eyes to meet Finn's.
"I like it, it's kinda cute."
Kurt lowers his head back down to the table.
"I'd totally call you that if you wanted" Finn offers.
Kurt snorts. "Yeah, and when people ask you why you call me KK what are you going to say? It was all a misunderstanding from when I was reassuring him in bed." Shit! Kurt screams at himself. So much for NOT talking about it.
"Well, obviously I'm not going to tell them that dude!" Finn scoffs. "Besides, maybe I won't use it around everyone else, maybe KK is just for you and me. You know, like when we're alone and stuff, like last night, like now."
"Yeah?" Kurt sniffles as he raises his head.
"Yeah" Finn agrees. "It's probably too cutesy for me to use around anyone else, otherwise they're going to think we're together, even more than they do right now." Finn looks over at Kurt and holds out a fist. "So what do you say KK?"
Kurt beams before stretching his fist out to bump Finn's, "KK."