Title: Whipped Cream on it
Rating: T (suggestive)
Characters/Pairings: Finn, Kurt/Blaine, Wes, David
Genre: Humor/Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. This is very sad, indeed.
Author's notes: This was written, like most things I write Klaine related,
for a challenge over at Kurt_Blaine at Livejournal. The title comes from the song Whipped Cream, by Ludo.
Finn knew that he wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, but he did know how to read people, and their emotions, pretty well.
It was safe to say that after living with Kurt, and getting into habits, learning routines and emotional triggers, Finn knew a lot about what made his brother tick.
Did his brother ever confuse him? All the time.
He liked to use really big words, or sometimes even slipped into another language, French, on him, (come on, how was that fair? He was barely getting Spanish).
Something that never failed to clue Finn in on what Kurt was thinking, was Music. Depending on what the boy was listening to, Finn could get a general idea on how his brother was feeling, or if something was bothering him.
The best place to gage his newfound knowledge was in their shared bathroom.
Kurt always showered first, and took forever in there, treating the space like it was his own personal day spa. Kurt liked to sing while the hot water poured, while using the weird girly smelling soaps and lotions. The Kurt Hummel Shower Show was usually how Finn woke up in the morning.
Laying in his bed, he would listen to his brother's choice of song or songs that morning, and then think of his morning in terms of, "Oh, it's a Beyonce day! I can totally ask Kurt to make that awesome blueberry cobbler for dinner!", or "Uh-oh, The Beatles? Something must be wrong."
That particular morning, Finn awoke to a song that wasn't typicallay found on any of Kurt's playlists. It took him a little while to place the song, before remembering where he had heard it before.
A few weeks ago, Mr. Schue gave the Glee Club an assignment to sing about Food, (much to Finn's own personal joy).
Puck, reminiscent of his performance of Afternoon Delight, sang a song by a band called Ludo, about whipped cream, much to the horror of Rachel, Quinn, and an uncomfortable Mr. Schue.
Finn had to admit, the song was pretty catchy, and had to agree that everything did taste better with whipped cream on it, had more than once or twice caught his fellow Gleemates humming, or singing it in places like classrooms, the bathroom, and even in the lockerroom.
He knew the song, yes, but this was the last place he expected to hear it, drifting with the steam from the bathroom, carried by the voice of the counter-tenor.
Finn furrowed his brows in confusion. Kurt always sang with his emotions. If Kurt of all people was singing suggestive lyrics, that had to mean something, and something BIG.
It was in this particular way that Finn realized the possibility that Kurt and Blaine might not be applying to The Celibacy Club any time soon.
I want it with Whipped Cream on it, Blainey gimme gimme gimme your love...
Miles away, at Dalton, Wes and David shared a look when they heard Blaine's voice floating out from the shower stall.
'Cause I'm hungry, Kurtie don't keep it from me, Lord knows you've got more than enough...
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