Short Summary: Finn promised Burt he'd protect his new baby brother, so he decides to give all of Kurt's future boyfriends the down low on the rules. Purt, Hevans/Kum, and Kurtofsky/Karomel will all be featured in this fic!

Basically, it's a series of one, maybe (probably) two-shots of Finn discovering and henceforth totally freaking out that his little baby bro has a boyfriend. If you have requests for any of Kurt's other boyfriends (Artie? Mike? Maybe random bass boy from the band? Brad the piano man?) go ahead and tell them to me!

I own nothing :) Un-beta'd, betch.

Chapter One

Attack of the Puckasaurus

Finnegan Christopher Hudson was currently in the kitchen of his house, sitting next to his step-brother, eating one of the most delicious BLT's he's ever had. "Feriosfly, Kurt," he muttered out with his mouth full of turkey bacon, lettuce, tomatoes, mustard, mayonnaise, pickles, and lord knows what else. "Thif fish da bes' shammich I've efar had!" God, he was so happy to have Kurt as a brother. His mom could cook well, but since her and Burt were out on a date (it was Saturday night, after all), he didn't hesitate to ask Kurt to make one of his favorite foods.

Kurt made a disgusted face. "Finn, mouth closed while you eat!" he screeched, appalled. Kurt himself was just finishing up a small salad, and he looked ready to threaten Finn by making the other boy eat one himself. The frankenteen grinned sheepishly before swallowing and washing his mouthful down with a glass of Gatorade. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Finn didn't hesitate to jump up and get it to avoid the smaller teen's wrath.

"Puck?" he asked in confusion when, indeed, his mohawked best friend was at the front door.

The muscled teen grinned, but with a hint of a smirk. "'Sup, Finn." Finn sidestepped to let the other boy in, still confused.

"Why're you here, bro?"

Puck crossed his arms casually against his chest while looking out to the kitchen. Finn followed his gaze, surprised to see Kurt staring at Puck like a deer caught in the headlights. This time, the McKinley high badass allowed himself a smirk.

"I thought you'd like to know that I'm tappin' dat ass."

Finn's only response was to punch one Noah Puckerman in the face.

After Kurt had gotten done shrieking at Finn for his reaction while fussing over Puck, the larger teen had to admit he felt a little bad. But just a little.

Puck had an icepack pressed against his right eye, where a shiner was already starting to form, grinning cockily on the living room couch with Kurt still worrying around him.

"Babe, I'm fine," he soothed, making the soprano look a little less ruffled. "I can take anything for you." This statement led to an instant reddening of Kurt's face, stark in contrast to his pale, porcelain skin. And in a smooth, fluid movement, the jock pulled the former Cheerio to his side with the arm not occupied with the icepack.

"So you two are really dating?" Finn said hollowly. At Kurt's deeper blush and Puck's bigger grin, he decided to take that as a yes.

"You're my bro, bro," Puck said, shrugging. "Kurt didn't want to tell anyone for awhile, but I figured you should know since you're my friend and his brother."

Finn let out a loud sigh and flopped down on the cushy recliner sitting next to the couch. "Alright," he grumbled, feeling a sudden great emotion of protectiveness for his little brother, "but there needs to be some ground rules that I'm giving to you as his brother. If you break his heart, I'll break you. I know where Burt keeps the shotgun."

Puck starting laughing a little bit before he realized that the quarterback was serious.

TBC

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