A/N: I need to stop having these bursts of inspiration :) New fic time! People really seem to like Furt brotherhood stories, so I decided to satisfy them! This will be my filler in between updating Back to Then my one-shots, and Perfect for You my Furt romance. Perfect for You will always be my priority, it's what brought me back to after a few years, and it's also 8 chapters in, and a 9th on the way super soon, but this fic will definitely be updated and continued and completed, it will just depend on my other fic's status. This fic will focus mainly on Finn and Kurt's brotherly relationship, it will be fun, dramatic, and just plain lovely so I hope you all like it! Submit a review when you're done reading, that keeps the updates flowing :)
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Awakening at Lakeview Terrace
Chapter One
Finn Hudson was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. Burt and Carole had been married for only a couple of months, and already the gift-giving was abound from their end. After sitting both Finn and Kurt down one night after dinner, Burt seemed tense and Carole was fidgeting in her chair. Finn was almost convinced they were going to tell the boys that there would be a new addition to Hummel/Hudson household. Luckily, that wasn't the case.
"Boys," Burt began, using his deep scratchy words of wisdom voice. "Carole-your mother and I, are looking to have some time to ourselves, but you know we can't afford a honeymoon since we spent it all on Kurt's transferring to Dalton." Kurt seemed to sink in his chair at the mention of the situation, especially since he ended up transferring back to McKinley.
"We were more than happy to do it," Carole cut in, seeing the slight change in Kurt's posture. "But we never really got a chance to enjoy our newlywed life."
"So, what are the semi-newlyweds proposing?" Kurt asked, a cute smile on his face as Burt looked at him with that typical father face.
"We're staying right here," Burt said, Kurt and Finn both raised an eyebrow. "Carole likes to be in the comfort of her own home, and I need to be close enough to the shop in case the guys need me."
"They won't need you," Carole beamed, as if she had been looking forward to time alone with Burt for years. "But it is nice to have everything I need right where I left it, the idea of having to use another new house after recently moving in here would be a bit much for me."
"So...where does that leave us?" Kurt asked, pointing a finger at himself and Finn.
"That leaves you at Lakeview Terrace." Burt replied, nodding as Kurt's eyes got wide and he almost did a double-take.
"What is 'Lakeview Terrace'?" Finn wasn't following. "Are you sure it's not a romantic getaway that you two should be going to?"
"It's our lake house property," Kurt said, his voice almost shaking with excitement.
"We have lake property?" Finn was more amazed how unaware he was of this place that had never been talked about in any conversations of vacations, or family camping trips.
"We only use it for special occasions," Kurt looked at Finn, his eyes still wide. "It was left to us, entirely paid for, and we rarely have to worry about any bills we run up there."
"Dude, that's awesome!" Finn smiled and attempted to fist-bump Kurt, who only blinked and shook his head. "Who died and owed you guys a favor?"
The room seemed to become instantly silent. Finn looked at everyone, confused as usual. Burt and Kurt were looking at each other, even Carole was shaking her head slightly at Finn.
"My mom," Kurt said, his voice cracking slightly. It took Finn a minute to process what Kurt had said.
"Oh God," Finn said, realizing what he had said. "Oh God! Dude—I mean, Kurt, I'm so sorry!-I didn't mean to-"
"It's ok, Finn," Burt replied, nodding. "You didn't know, we don't really talk about Kurt's mother very often. We're lucky her family still keeps in contact with us, after all these years. She left that lake house to Kurt and I, and asked her parents to help us take care of it when she was gone. We're blessed that her family sees it fit that they should pay for all the up-keep and bills, although Kurt did quite the re-decoration project last time we were there," Kurt smiled slightly, letting out a soft giggle. "I guess they think as long as Kurt and I keep up with making sure it stays clean and decorated to the nines, they can do the rest."
"You're both very lucky," Carole said, smiling and putting her hand on Burt's leg. "We figured it would be good for you two boys to get away from the house this summer. School is out, you boys deserve to relax and unwind from the school year."
"We'd be gone the entire summer?" Finn asked, half-question, half-surprised.
"Well obviously we can't just lock you in the house for the entire summer," Burt chuckled. "We were hoping you two would get there and want to stay there for at least a couple months. You'll like it, Finn. The great outdoors, fishing, chopping fire wood, there's a convenience store about an hour away, so you guys can stop there and get any food or other supplies you will need. It will be good for you two to go have some bonding time as brothers away from us old folks." Carole and Burt shared in a laugh, Kurt was smiling, but still couldn't believe his father was allowing him and Finn to stay in the fully furnished, absolutely gorgeous house for as long as they wanted over the summer.
"Burt tells me it has a hot tub and that the lake property is lovely for swimming," Carole said, trying to get Finn on board with the idea.
"Yeah," Finn trailed off, thinking about the idea. "Yeah, I mean, totally you guys deserve to enjoy yourselves, and if you would rather do it here then I'd have no problem taking a little vacation with Kurt," Finn put a hand on Kurt's shoulder and gave him a slight shake. "That is, as long as Kurt doesn't mind-"
"I don't mind," Kurt said without skipping a beat. "I'll go pack my bags, we'll leave tonight-"
"Tomorrow is fine," Burt waved a hand. "You boys just pack and get some sleep tonight." Kurt only nodded as if he were half interested and seemed to float downstairs to the room he and Finn shared. Burt chuckled. "I knew he would get excited like that." snapping his fingers on the last word.
"Well I'm glad he's excited," Carole smiled, looking over at Finn. "You'll have fun too, Finn."
"I know, Mom," Finn got up and hugged his mother. "I'm really excited, it's just hard to top Kurt after that performance." Both parents laughed as Finn headed into the kitchen.
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Kurt was already packing his bags, when he heard a knock at the door that he shut in his excitement.
"Hands are full." he heard Finn say from the other side of the door. Kurt walked up and opened the door to see Finn standing there, two glasses in his hand. "Warm milk?" he asked, holding a glass out to Kurt who took it gratefully.
"So," Finn set his glass down on his nightstand and flopped down on his bed. "I see you don't believe in wasting time."
"I haven't been to Lakeview Terrace to stay there in a long time," Kurt said, beaming in excitement and taking a sip of his milk. "And if we're leaving tomorrow, time isn't just fleeting, time is rocketing!" Finn chuckled at his step-brother's excitement.
"So, I guess I better start packing then, huh?"
"Do bears crap in the woods?" Kurt's sarcastic tone made Finn smile. "I'm almost done with packing my clothes, so I'm going to get my toiletries in order, and when I come back, I expect to see some improvement on your end!"
"Yes sir!" Finn mock saluted Kurt, who headed towards the shared bathroom and playfully hit Finn's arm on his way over. Finn got up, grabbed his football dufflebag, and headed over to his dresser and opened his closet. Summer weather wasn't too unpredictable, so he just grabbed a few shirts, some flannel that he quickly hid in the duffle bag so Kurt wouldn't see it and burn it, and some shorts with a couple pairs of jeans.
"Please tell me you're going to put socks and underwear in there," Finn turned to see Kurt with his fashionable toiletries clutch-bag in his hand.
"Yes mother," Finn said, feigning annoyance and throwing some boxers and socks in his duffle bag, right on top of the flannel to hide it better. "Tell me they at least have a washing machine up in this place."
"And a dryer too," Kurt said, sarcasm dripping from every word. "We're not going to be living like cavemen Finn. The house has a TV, a fridge, a dishwasher, plenty of modern technology."
"Good," Finn sighed, as if putting on the performance of his life. "I was afraid we would have to completely cut ourselves off from the civilized world entirely."
"You're funny," Kurt fake-laughed and put his clutch in his suitcase with his clothes, before heading back to the bathroom, grabbing a plastic bag filled with another set of bathroom necessities and tossing it at Finn. "I figured you would be slow in packing other things, and God knows I'm not letting you forget your toothbrush on this trip."
"That was one time!" Finn exclaimed, jumping to his own defense. "And I went down to the store and bought another one!"
"Relax," Kurt smiled, sitting down next to Finn on his bed. "I'm just really excited to be out of the house for a while."
"How far away is this place anyway?" Finn asked, since he would probably be doing most of the driving.
"It's a good distance from here, out on a quiet lake, just far enough away from everything so that you can enjoy yourself, but like Dad said, there's a small convenience stop about an hour away from the house...you'll like it, I promise."
"Oh, I know I will," Finn said, putting his arm around Kurt. "I didn't know you were into the whole outdoors-y stuff."
"I'm really not," Kurt giggled. "But it's good to get away and have some fun, I can definitely carry my own out there, it's one of the few places Dad and I can really relate, there's just enough of both the modern and rustic worlds in that area to make everyone happy."
"Well," Finn said, stretching and throwing his bathroom bag in his dufflebag. "I'm just glad we can give Mom and Burt the time they need to enjoy themselves...having a house to ourselves will be pretty sweet."
"Yeah," Kurt nodded in agreement. "Although I'm not sure what we will do with just the two of us up there, I doubt anyone will want to drive up there to visit us."
"We can cross that bridge when we get to it," Finn said, taking off his pants and wrestling into his pajama bottoms. "Let's just enjoy each other's company for a bit first. This is supposed to be our 'brotherly bonding experience' after all." Kurt laughed and smiled, proud of how far Finn had come. Finn used to be the average straight guy who had no problem with gay guys, until he had to deal with it in his own home. There were some pretty bad words and names tossed around, but when push came to shove, Finn was always there to pick up the pieces of his and Kurt's weird brotherly relationship in the end.
"I'm glad you are excited to spend time with me," Kurt said, without thinking. When what he'd said sank in about two seconds later, he quickly tried to cover it up. "I mean, I'm glad you want to come and spend time with me at our Lakehouse and all."
"Dude," Finn sat up on his bed, facing Kurt. "I'm wicked excited. It will give us time to get to know each other more, and just have some fun. Besides," Finn put his hand on Kurt's leg. "If I were going to have to spend a couple months in a Lakehouse hours away from home, I'd want to be there with you, you make things fun." Kurt smiled up at his brother, who smiled back. "Ah, look at us being mushy and crap," Finn said, poking Kurt repeatedly in the arm and stomach, despite Kurt's attempts to smack his hand away. "Come here, you."
Finn pulled Kurt into a bear hug, squeezing him tight. Finn knew that although they were relatively close in age, he would have to look out for Kurt. He was bigger, stronger, and didn't have to deal with many of the social rejections that Kurt did. Finn buried his face into Kurt's hair, arching an eyebrow as he inhaled.
"Dude," Finn said into Kurt's hair. "Your hair smells like strawberries."
"Finn," came Kurt's muffled reply from being buried in his step-brother's hug. "You're a creeper." Finn chuckled and squeezed Kurt tighter, before relaxing and rubbing his back and pulling away. Finn took the time to straighten out Kurt's hair that he had messed up, Kurt smiling and walking over to his bed. Finn may have been comfortable taking his pants off in front of Kurt, but Kurt still stepped behind the privacy partition and changed into a pair of sweatpants and an old t-shirt of Finn's that was too small for Finn, but Kurt was practically swimming in it. Kurt got under his covers and turned the desk lamp off, enveloping the room in darkness, although he could hear Finn shuffling around in his bed nearby.
"Goodnight, sweet prince," Kurt said jokingly, hearing Finn chuckle and settle into a comfortable position.
"Goodnight, Kurt," Finn replied. "I'd say don't let the bedbugs bight, but you wash your sheets like a million times a week, so I'll just say 'Goodnight, Kurt, you're turning into my grandmother' instead."
Kurt giggled. Touche, Finn...and drifted off to sleep.
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"Finn? Uh, Finn?" Kurt was standing over the sleeping quarterback. He was in his typical sleep mode, snoring audibly, one leg and one arm flung over the side of his bed, just hanging there. Kurt tried poking his step-brother's arm, still nothing. Kurt sighed. "Finn!" he said louder.
Finn snorted and instantly jumped to his senses. He was still out of it, so he didn't know that when he swung his leg up to sit up, he accidentally kicked Kurt's feet out from under him, causing Kurt to fall onto Finn's chest, Finn grunting as he absorbed the impact. Blinking, he stared at his step-brother, who was trying to make the difficult climb off of Finn and out of his bed as less awkward as he could..sadly, he was not doing so well.
"Jesus, Kurt," Finn rubbed his eyes and began to sit up, helping Kurt into a standing position next to his bed. "You couldn't wait like, 2 more hours before we started our brotherly love-fest?" Kurt turned pink just slightly.
"It's 10:30, Finn," Kurt said, pointing to the clock. "I think you've slept enough."
"Alright, alright," Finn said, climbing out of bed and slipping on a pair of sweatpants. "I'm up now, what's up?"
"What's up?" Kurt's eyes widened a bit. "What's up, Finn? Oh gee, I don't know, how about I've packed your car with our luggage and have been ready to go since 8:30, what's new in your world?"
"Dude, calm down," Finn half-smiled, walking past Kurt and looking at himself in Kurt's nightstand mirror. "It's not my fault you were up with the sun today. Do I have time for breakfast before you yank me out of the door-"
"By your hair, if you're not careful," Kurt warned before taking a deep breath and grinning. "Cereal's on the counter, take your time...but just realize that I'm waiting for you, and I don't normally wait for anyone."
"Well, thank you for being so generous with your time, your highness," Finn bowed slightly to Kurt. "I really think you should consider packing your Prom Queen tiara, it fits your morning personality, and your girly personality...you should just wear it all the time, it fits you."
"Thanks but no thanks," Kurt said, a little amused by Finn's joke. "I think I'll leave it here, I'm still a little raw about that fiasco."
"Well, I think it's great that you got it," Finn said, slipping on his flip-flops and heading for the stairs leading up to the kitchen. "I think it shows everyone that you can be fabulous and fierce and Prom Queen and still be a dude."
"I would hardly call myself a 'dude'," Kurt said, picking up the tiara and fiddling around with it.
"Eh, whatever," Finn said, turning and ruffling Kurt's hair. "It's all the same to me. You've got the same junk I do, you're a dude."
"Good Lord Finn," Kurt said, still getting used to his step-brother's lack of filter on what he said when he was barely awake. "Go eat something now before you start talking about things I don't have to stomach to hear."
Finn chuckled and headed upstairs. Kurt cradled the tiara in his hands as the memories came back to him of when he was elected Prom Queen. Shaking his head, he threw the tiara into his suitcase, there really wasn't any harm in bringing it along just for the fun of it.
Upstairs, Finn was eating his bowl of cereal while Burt and Carole enjoyed a cup of coffee. Kurt grabbed his cup of coffee from the counter near Finn and continued where he left off. Little known fact about Kurt that Finn had picked up on, if Kurt didn't have his morning coffee, he started to lose it. He once let his hair get completely dry and even let it sit for five minutes just so he could make a make-shift coffee filter out of a paper towel after cursing that his father used the last one without buying more.
"So, you boys excited to get out of the house for a while?" Burt asked, sipping out of his mug.
"About as excited as both of you are to be rid of us for a while," Kurt answered, smiling.
"Good," Burt said, smiling at his son. "Then you two should be crapping your pants you're so excited." Carole seemed to go "Oh," before laughing along with Burt and Finn, Kurt just sipping his coffee innocently so he wouldn't let slip the four letter words he was thinking of. Finn finished his cereal and Carole cleared it for him, she still was stuck in "mom mode" with Finn, but he didn't mind it too much.
"You," Kurt pointed at Finn. "Get dressed. We're leaving after that."
"Kurt," Burt looked over at his son. "I know you're excited, but give Finn some time to breathe here."
"It's fine," Finn interjected. "I'm excited too and if we have to drive for a few hours, I'd like to get started sooner rather than later. I'll be ready in five minutes, Kurt." Finn went back downstairs to ruffle through his closet before picking out what he felt like wearing. A white t-shirt, Flannel button-down over that, jeans, and sneakers. Good enough, thought Finn. Although, Kurt will definitely have something to say about the flannel. Wait until he sees that I packed my entire flannel collection, he's gonna be so pissed. Finn tied his shoe-laces and returned to the first floor of the house, Kurt eyeing him.
"Good thing no one is around to see you dressed like that," Kurt said, staring straight at the flannel shirt Finn was wearing. "It's going to be a long drive there though, I can tell you that now."
"Well," Finn grabbed his keys and hugged his mother. "You can always walk there if it's too much for you to bear." Burt laughed and patted Finn on the arm.
"Take care of each other you two," Burt said, hugging both boys. "Finn, don't hide Kurt's moisturizers on top of the fridge where he can't reach them again. Kurt, don't burn any of Finn's clothes, say what you need to but then just let it go." Both boys nodded and headed out to Finn's truck.
Hopping in and getting it started, Finn waited for Kurt to put on his seatbelt before he backed out of the driveway and began the long drive, Kurt setting up the GPS on the dashboard since Finn wouldn't take directions from anyone else but the sultry, seductive voice of his GPS, whose voice was called "Susan"
"Alright Susan," Finn grinned, looking over at the GPS as if he was ignoring Kurt. "It's just you and me for the next three hours, baby."
"Turn left in...2.5 miles." Susan's voice replied, Finn giving a quiet "Oh yeah," and smiling.
"You and Susan can have the lovebirds room at the house," Kurt said, looking over at his step-brother. "Your relationship makes me sick and I want to be in a separate room apart from it if you don't mind."
"Nah, Kurt," Finn replied, flipping to his favorite rock station on the radio and cranking the volume. "When we get to this place, it's just you and me bro, Susan has to guard the Hudson shaggin-wagon."
"That's just awful," Kurt said, hiding a smile. "You better get used to sleeping in a room by yourself, I think the only double bed is the guest room and there is no way we will be able to cram all of our stuff in there."
"That's fine with me," Finn said over the radio. "You know that if I get lonely, all I have to do is come find your room and you would let me sleep in your bed."
"I'd sooner haul your ass to the couch than let you invade my sleeping space, Hudson." Kurt retorted.
"Yeah right," Finn laughed. "Like you'd be able to 'haul' me anywhere shorty."
"You're a jerk."
"Love you too, bro." Finn reached over and ruffled Kurt's hair, which Kurt then pretended he hated and tried to straighten it out again.
"Turn left...now."
"I'm on it, Susan!" Finn smiled and let out a giant "Whoo!" as he took the turn with more speed than Kurt needed, as he grabbed on to the handle above the door.
"You're going to get us killed, Finn!"
A/N: Tadaaa! :) I hope you all liked chapter one! It was a little while in the making, had to end it on a proper note, chapter two will be them arriving and getting situated, possibly some lake action...like I said, this is a brotherhood Furt fic, so if you're looking for romance, go and read my other Furt fic Perfect for You, otherwise, stick around here for some Furt adorableness! Please submit a review, it means so much to me and it honestly is what keeps me writing and posting on here! See you all in chapter two!