Unexplained, Undefined, Unexpected

Chapter 1 : Unexplained Visit

Kurt Hummel wasn't really a vision of perfection. He wasn't as pretty as Quinn or as determined as Rachel. He's not as pretty as Britanny or as devious as Santana. He's nothing special, well, at least that's what he thinks. Finn seems to see something else.

Finn doesn't know how it started, or when exactly. He just knows is that he's given up on trying to understand Quinn and Rachel is just being too forward. Finn's confused and Kurt's always been there to help him. Maybe that's what Finn needs right now; someone to comfort him. Maybe that's why Finn ended up on the doorstep of the Hummel household that night.

Finn rang the doorbell anxiously. He didn't really know why he was there, but he was. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and he glued his eyes on his sneakers. He wasn't sure what to say when that door opened. He tried to get his thoughts together, but they were cut by Mr. Hummel.

"Hello there. And you are?" He asked, in a demanding tone that scared Finn a bit, but he took a deep breath and answered.

"Um…Good afternoon, Sir, I'm Finn Hudson. I was just wondering…Is Kurt home?" He said, tripping on his words. He forced a smile as Mr. Hummel scanned him. Finn could feel the sweat drip down his forehead as Mr. Hummel's eyes narrowed and then widened again.

"He is. Come on in." He said, his voice oozing with fake enthusiasm. Finn walked into the room, his hands still safely stuck in his pockets. He looked around the house, his eyes wandering into every corner.

Kurt has a nice house, Finn thought. He continued looking around until he noticed Mr. Hummel disappeared. He looked into the kitchen and the living room. No one was there.

Okay, that was rude, he thought, still looking around. He was about to call out when a brown haired boy appeared in front of him. Finn's eyes widened a bit, but then he smiled.

"Hey Kurt." He said, looking down at the smaller boy. Kurt had a half smile on his face as he replied.

"Hi Finn. What brings you here?" He said, his tone light and bouncy. He had a bit of a sassy look in his eye, but Finn ignored it. He just smiled awkwardly and answered.

"I was wondering if you could help me with my Spanish…" Finn scratched the back of his neck, feeling embarrassed at his excuse.

Kurt's eyebrows were raised the slightest bit and his lips turned into a pout. He wasn't expecting that. He could just tell from the tone of Finn's voice that Spanish had nothing to do with his unexpected visit. He just nodded and agreed.

"Sure. I've got my Spanish Text book upstairs in my room." He said, gesturing to the staircase. Finn smiled and nodded, following Kurt as he walked up the stairs. Kurt sort of glided up the stairs and into his room.

Kurt's room was nothing special. It was just a normal room, apart from the numerous beauty products and designer clothes. Kurt's room was surprisingly not as neat as Finn thought it would be. Maybe Kurt's not too much of a girl after all.

Kurt sat down on his bed and crossed his legs, eying Finn as he stood at the doorway. He raised one eyebrow and smiled.

"So…what about that Spanish, then?" He said, flipping open a textbook, yet keeping his eyes on Finn. Finn fidgeted a bit and closed the door behind him. Finn walked over to Kurt and sat down next to him. A shudder went through Kurt as Finn's bare skin touched his arm.

"Kurt…I'm really confused right now. I-I don't know what to do with Quinn and Rachel's being a…a…"

"A whore?" Kurt interjected, in all seriousness. Finn tried not to laugh.

"No. Not a whore. She's just…a bit too desperate, and I don't want to deal with that anymore…" Finn said, sighing and resting his face in his hands. Kurt put his hand on Finn's shoulder.

"Look, Finn. You're going to have to deal with it all sometime." He said, rubbing Finn's shoulder as the bigger boy's eyes threatened to spill tears. Kurt squeezed his shoulder.

"Well, not now, because now all I want is…" Finn cut himself off. He couldn't confess, not here, not now. He might freak Kurt out. He might scare him away. Finn didn't want to lose Kurt, but he couldn't fight it anymore.

Kurt was about to ask Finn what the end of that last sentence was, but he was cut off. Finn's face was suddenly out of his hands. Finn pulled Kurt's overly expensive shirt collar and pushed their lips together.

Kurt's eyes widened as he tried to register what was happening. He felt Finn's grip tighten and his lips push harder against his, like he was desperate to get a response. Kurt smiled and then kissed back. Finn wanted him. Finn was desperate to have him and Kurt would gladly give him anything.

Kurt was just enjoying the kiss, moving his lips in ways he'd never imagine. Kurt's hands slowly looped around Finn's neck and Finn's hands started exploring Kurt's body. All Finn needed was a distraction and Kurt's here, willing and ready.

Finn's hands reached Kurt's shirt. He started undoing the buttons, feeling more and more of Kurt's soft skin with each touch. This was a bit more than Kurt expected, but he didn't care. He just hoped Finn locked the door. He didn't want his dad walking in on them.

Finn broke the kiss once Kurt's shirt was off. He decided he had enough of Kurt's lips (for now) and that the rest of his body should taste just as good. He trailed kisses down Kurt's neck. Kurt smiled into the kiss. He wasn't sure how this happened, but he was glad it did, no matter the cause. What mattered was the here and now, and not the pain after, but Kurt didn't think this was the calm before the storm.

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Sam :)