A/N: I know, I know. Another fic. Guess who won't have a life this summer? The thing is, I've had this idea for a few days now, and today I'm being a true Lazy B-O-N-E-S by not leaving my bed at all. I had plans, but yesterday I did my first catering job and I'm so sore I can barely walk, so I cancelled everything I was going to do. I guess that means this is a great opportunity to dive into new fanfiction, right?

Also, this fic sort of goes against everything I usually believe in. I generally hate slash when the couple isn't canon, only because I don't think it's cool to make every guy gay just because "it would be hot". So, because of that, I'm going to try to make this as legit as possible. And, well, if you still don't like it, don't read.

Another note: This fic is a little AT because the Hummel/Hudson wedding takes place in season one. Quinn's preggers, Finn never called Kurt a fag in the basement, and Kurt is crushing on Finn.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Glee or any characters mentioned. I am, in no way, making a profit from this- it's all for entertainment purposes only. Also, the chapter titles come from Repo! the Genetic Opera.

WARNING(s): Slash, and probably mild language.

Kurt, clad in an old McKinley football sweatshirt and pajama pants, stumbled downstairs to his kitchen for breakfast upon waking up one Saturday morning. As he poured his cereal into a bowl, Burt Hummel entered the room, accompanying his son. Kurt made slight eye contact with his dad as he walked to the pantry; but once he saw Burt was looking at him as well, he reverted his gaze to the floor. Ever since the day he purposely sabotaged the man's wedding for his own selfish reasons, Kurt felt nervous around his dad. He felt like he couldn't even look him in the eye or give him a simple hug without feeling guilty for what he had done.

But maybe that day would change those horrible feelings. Maybe it would erase the guilt, wash away the pain. After all, it was Burt and Carole's wedding day, meaning Kurt's original plans to stop his parents' special day ended up not working out. So that meant there was nothing left to feel remorseful about, right? Kurt sure hoped so…

"Hey Buddy," Burt started. "You look down- is everything alright?"

Kurt hated lying to his father. They were always so honest with each other, always looking out for one another. But here Kurt was, on one of the biggest days of Burt's life, with a secret big enough to fill two baseball stadiums. "I-I'm fine…" he lied. No. It wasn't a lie; it was a fib, said with good intentions. After all, nothing could ruin or distract Burt from his marriage.

"Are you sure? I mean, I feel like you've been acting more…masculine than you usually would."

Kurt, now looking up at his dad, seemed confused. Sure, maybe being with Finn a lot more was causing him to appear straighter, but he was still shocked by Burt's words.

"It's not a bad thing, Kurt, and I don't mind either way, but I just want to make sure you're not pulling anything like that time you pretended to not be gay for my sake."

Kurt sighed. "Dad, no, I'm fine, and still as gay as ever."

"Are you sure it's okay? Is something going on in school that's bothering you?"

"Dad, please," Kurt started, putting a reassuring hand on Burt's shoulder. "Nothing has changed. I assure you that yesterday I put two-hundred dollars on your credit card just buying scarves with Rachel and Mercedes at the mall."

"I…Wait, you did what?"

Kurt grinned obnoxiously, trying to weasel his way out of the kitchen. "It's your big day, Dad. There is no excuse for you to be worrying about anything but the wedding today."

The older Hummel rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well, I'm not going to make you or the girls return anything from yesterday, but let me tell you now that those shopping sprees are going to have to go on hold while we settle in and get used to this new life." Seeing Kurt stride away, he added, "Got it?"

"Of course," Kurt answered in one breath, not turning around.

"Kurt?" Burt called out as his son was half-way up the stairs.

"Yeah?"

"You're…okay with this…right?"

"Of course, Dad. I love Carole almost as much as Mom, and you two are perfect for each other," he answered sincerely.

"And Finn? No problems with him anymore, right?"

Kurt looked nervously around the room, refusing to stare at Burt. His heart sank as he tried to find a good answer to the question. "Of course," he repeated once again. "We…love each other…"

~x~

"I just don't get why we have to stop…" Finn and Kurt stood alone in the Church hallway a few hours before the reception, both torn apart by the fact that this would be their final secret meeting. "Quinn's still pregnant, and well, it's just really hard to deal with that."

"I don't comprehend. You're not keeping the baby anyway, so why should it be stressful at all?" Kurt may have been feminine, but when it came to legitimate girl problems, he was clueless.

"She's just so…She's just…a big ball of stress and emotion. I didn't even know it was possible for someone to have that many hormones." Frazzled from just talking about Quinn, Finn exhaled deeply. "You never answered my question…"

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Why do we have to stop? I mean, who cares if our parents are married? It's not like we're actually related. And this relationship- or whatever the hell this even is- is so screwed up anyway, so who cares?"

"Finn—"

"Kurt, just hear me out. Living together means more alone time anyway, so it's not like we'll need to sneak around the school."

"If we were to ever get caught…"

"Look…" There had to be a reasonable compromise here. "I'm not ready to let this go, and I know you're not either. Let's just wait 'till after Quinn has her baby- that'll give us a few more months together." Finn hated that. If it were up to him he would dump Quinn to just be with Kurt, still keeping it a secret, of course. He would ignore the fact that they were sort of brothers, and continue to sneak around with the boy looking up at him. But quitting in a few months, at least, was better than quitting cold turkey, he figured.

Kurt smiled. "Sounds reasonable. You've got yourself a deal, Hudson." It sounded like Kurt was pretty much just being used as an outlet to Quinn's drama, but he didn't really care. All that mattered was that he got to spend a little more time with the one boy he loved.

Finn grinned, going in to press Kurt's lips against his.

Although it was just a peck, it surprised Kurt because of how…public they were. Well, nobody was in the room with them, but soon enough the room would be flooded with people. They're lucky nobody walked in on them… "Where're our parents, by the way? They're taking their sweet time, I suppose?"

Finn shrugged. Why were their parents later than expected? Whatever…more private time, they supposed. "Wanna go make out in my car?" he asked abruptly.

"I…Sure." Kurt was feeling risky that day. Maybe they could manage to fog up the windows so they wouldn't be visible, he wondered. Who knew? Kurt never made out with someone before…

And this could be one of their last moments together…

A/N: There's the first chapter. I sort of know where I'm going with this, but nothing's set in stone so I don't know when I can promise a new chapter. Hopefully soon, considering it is summer. Oh, and happy Father's Day! "Hey Pops…you're the tops!" as John Gallagher Junior put it! :)