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So I got this idea while reading some Glee fics. I hope this hasn't already been done, but I wouldn't know. Here's bringing you to my mind.
It was Glee's after school practice, and just like everyone else, Finn wasn't paying attention to whatever Mr. Schue was trying to teach. But his distraction was justified; this week had been full of surprises.
Santana and Brittany announced that they were dating, and the Latina threatened to hurt anyone who tried to mess with them. They are now the two most wanted girls in school.
Also, he had asked Rachel out again only to have her reply, "I'm sorry, Finn, but I'm happily in a relationship with Quinn."
That one had been a real shocker.
But the biggest surprise, only because it was the most disturbing, was when he walked into his room to find Puck and Kurt making out on his bed.
"Sorry, man," the jock had answered, obviously not sorry at all, "It was the closest to the door."
Kurt actually had the modesty to push Puck off and up the stairs. "I'll buy you a new mattress," the soprano offered apologetically.
Finn's eyes now scanned over the choir room. Santana and Brittany had their pinkies linked contently, Rachel and Quinn were smiling softly at each other while their hands were on Quinn's baby bump, and Puck was sitting directly behind Kurt, teasingly dragging the end of a frilly scarf over the diva's ear.
Half the Glee club was gay.
And he kinda hated himself for thinking it, but maybe "Homo Explosion" wasn't such a wrong nickname after all.