So this is very random, not to mention un-original, but I was bored, so… here we go. I hope I did okay- this is just a short story ;) please review- I don't care if you think it's crap, I have low opinions of my writing anyway. Thankyou!
Disclaimer: I do not own glee.
Kurt Hummel wearily dragged himself through the front door of the Hummel-Hudson household. It had been a long day, and judging by the worried look plastered on his Step-Brother's face, it was about to get a whole lot longer. He mentally prepared himself and walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, Finn," Kurt smiled, carefully unbuttoning his crisp jacket.
"Kurt," Finn replied sadly, looking sorry for himself.
"What's up?" Kurt rolled his eyes, but was concerned nonetheless.
"Oh, nothing." Finn shot Kurt a glance that told him something was indeed pissing him. Kurt raised an eyebrow and walked to the steaming kettle, adding two teabags before it boiled, something his brother had obviously forgotten. Finn watched him before giving in and blurted out; "It's Rachel." As Finn continued with the story, Kurt tried not to smile at Finn's obliviousness and Rachel's... well, Rachel-ness. Finn finished the story and looked at Kurt expectantly. "So what should I do?" Kurt considered for a split second before answering, "Take her out to a nice restaurant- not Breadstix, that's just plain tacky. Try the Mexican down the road." Finn nodded, scribbling the details down on a piece of paper that he didn't realise was his history essay.
"And..?"
"Take her to a movie that she likes- a rerun of West Side Story maybe? Just don't make her sit through another sci-fi movie again- I'm amazed that she didn't break up with you after that one. And don't forget some flowers- red roses, maybe? Just nod and do what she says, you'll be fine." Finn looked grateful and walked through to the living room where he collapsed on the tiny sofa. "So how was your day?" Kurt joined Finn on the sofa, sighing. "Okay, I guess. Just annoyed abou-" Kurt stopped himself with a strained smile. "Nothing, don't worry." Finn looked genuinely interested.
"No, dude, carry on."
Kurt shot Finn a confused look. "Wait, what? You've never asked me that before…"
Finn grinned. "We're brothers! Of course I care." He sheepishly added; "Plus I need to practice listening, for, you know, with Rachel."
Kurt fought back a laugh at this typical Finn-like behaviour. "It's just Blaine. He can sometimes be so… oblivious, y'know? To how others feel. A bit like you, really. I just really, really like him. A lot," Kurt added, blushing, feeling embarrassed.
"So you like him?"
"Yes. Did I not make that clear, Finn? Blaine is my best friend, but I want him to be more…" Kurt trailed off, sighing.
"Whoa, best friend? I thought that was me!" Finn was almost whining now. And… was that jealousy?
"You're my brother, Finn," Kurt rolled his eyes at how much Finn reminded him of a fifth grader right now, and sloped off upstairs, looking tired, annoyed and slightly embarrassed.
Finn sniffed on the couch, feeling rejected, but cheered up when he flicked on the T.V. and saw a snippet about Football. It was then something clicked- he had an idea to cheer Kurt up. When he was round Rachel's house a few days ago, he had been forced to sit through an hour long romantic comedy- his idea of utter hell. But made to pay attention, he had picked up a thing or two about matchmaking. Ideas running through his head he smiled. Kurt would be happy because he got Blaine, who would then be promoted to boyfriend, which would leave the posistion for best friend open for Finn! It was win-win, Finn decided. What could go wrong?
Famous Last words ;) thanks for reading, I will try to update soon(ish)- but in my world, that is… well, not so soon! x