Pairing: Jesse and Kurt
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee … if I did then Kurt Hummel would be the main focus and Jesse
St. James would have been brought on earlier in the season.
Author's note: Thank you to Josie for being the Beta for this chapter and the more chapters to come.
-St. Hummel-
Kurt walked silently into the still barely there daylight. He could tell that the sun was slowly starting to go down in the horizon. He stopped for a minute to look at the sunset before continuing his walk to his car. A slight shiver ran through his body as a cold gush of wind came his way. Kurt tightened his jacket. It was a designer Marc Jacob coat and one of his favorites, but it sadly wasn't warm enough on the cold evening.
As he got closer to his car, he pulled out his keys from his bag. He had gotten his father to return his car to him after he promised to put his tiara collection in a place where he didn't have to see them. Kurt ended up putting all of his tiaras into his dresser draw so he could secretly wear them each morning when getting dressed.
Kurt started to feel a pit in his stomach as he got closer to his baby. Something felt off about the way it looked. Sure enough, as he got closer he noticed that something was definitely wrong with his car. To his horrifying surprise, all four tires were slashed and someone had busted his front windshield. Not only was the front windshield busted, so was the back windshield. It was so horrible to look at, that Kurt almost started to cry on the spot.
He walked around to the driver's side of the car and nearly screamed when he saw what written on the window. He covered his mouth as he read the three letter word that was ironically painted in rainbow colors. He couldn't believe that someone would do this to his baby.
He rounded the car. There it was. Two more times.
He could almost feel the three letter word staring at him as he looked at it. It was mocking him, Kurt thought.
The storm was intensifying. Above Kurt in the dark night, there was a bright flash of lighting and a loud clapped of thundered following. Kurt looked up into the sky and silently yelled in his head, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
He screamed and threw his bag into his car as it started to pour around him. He kicked his already flat tire and cursed when his foot got stuck in the gash where some asshole's knife had cut it.
As he was struggling to get his foot out, a car pulled up near him out of nowhere. Kurt turned around to see who it was, but couldn't see through the windows. A cold chill ran through his body as he saw that the car was a Range Rover.
Kurt shared with his mouth slightly agape when he saw Jesse (fucking) St. James open the driver's door and step out into the rain. Jesse looked at him with a concern look on his face that was mixed with his lips forming into a smirk.
Kurt continued to try to remove his foot out of the tire as Jesse walked closer to him. He noticed that Jesse had an umbrella in his hand and a sort of happy grin on his face or smirk. Was that…a hint of emotion on his face? Kurt couldn't tell. For a split second, he wondered about the umbrella, but it was raining after all…
Jesse walked closer to him and Kurt could see that he was about to start laughing at his badly stuck foot. He held up his hand to Jesse before he could start.
"Save it. I don't want your pity or emotionless laughter." Kurt rolled his eyes while he spoke.
Jesse's smirk grew wider, if that was possible, before responding. "I am not going to laugh at you," he said. His lips twitched. "I want to. I really want to." he said. Kurt glared.
Of course, Jesse couldn't keep back his laughter when he saw just how far Kurt's foot was stuck in the gash.
Kurt felt his anger rise to its boiling point, and he reached out toward Jesse in attempt to smack him across his face. But instead of his hand hitting his intended target, Kurt fell to the ground, flat on his face, his foot twisting its way out of the tire. Jesse had moved away to inspect the rest of the car.
"Ugh! Damn it! You didn't need to move! DAMN IT!" Kurt yelled at Jesse as he got up from the ground.
He was about to lose it and scream his head off at Jesse when he noticed that Jesse's expression wasn't smug anymore.
Kurt believed he saw a hint of anger, pain, and sadness flash across Jesse's face before he composed himself again.
When Jesse turned to look back at his way, Kurt's breath hitched in his throat. Jesse St. James was watery eyed.
"Who did this to your car?" Jesse asked, taking a breath and nonchalantly wiped at his eyes.
"I don't know. It was like this when I got here." Kurt told him. He honestly didn't know who had done it, but he had some suspicions. He cringed as he thought of Snuggly Puss and Chocolate Bear touching his car.
Kurt looked at Jesse again. He was soaking wet and getting wetter every moment. The rain pounded on his shoulders.
"Is there any chance we could sit in your car while I call my father to come pick up my baby?" Kurt asked Jesse. He didn't want his father to read the words on the car, but Burt Hummel was the only mechanic in the town, so he didn't have much choice.
Jesse nodded his head "Yes" and reached out for Kurt's hand, so that he could guide Kurt to his car. They walked in silence through the rain.
Kurt kept his head down during the walk. He couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of Jesse's hand in his. It didn't seem to him that it was real. He couldn't help but squeeze the taller boy's hand and think to himself how much Rachel would have paid for the return squeeze that Jesse gave.
Jesse opened up the passenger door for Kurt and watched as he got into the car. He shut the car door once Kurt was fully in.
As he walked around to the driver's side, he looked back one more time to the car. FAG was spelled out in rainbow, as clear as day. He wiped his eyes again, hoping that it was all just an illusion. It wasn't.
He had never told them to go this far.
Kurt watched as Jesse slammed the door. "Are…you ok, Jesse?" he asked hesitantly.
Kurt felt a hand on his jaw as Jesse's hand cupped is chin and slowly moved his head so that Kurt was looking into his eyes. He didn't answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed the tear tracks on Kurt's face.
Kurt stopped breathing for a second as he felt and gave into the feeling of Jesse's lips on his face. He closed his eyes as Jesse continued to slowly kiss his face and moved down his cheek and over to his lips.
Kurt kept his eyes closed as he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of Jesse's lips on his face. He was also enjoying the feeling of Jesse's hands cupping his face. He could feel Jesse's bodies coming closer to his and backed up a little into his seat. Jesse smiled against his skin as he felt Kurt move away slightly.
"Jess-"
Jesse moved his lips to Kurt's mouth one last time before moving away from him completely. He sat there staring at Kurt as seemed to get his composer back and opened his eyes. He grabbed Kurt's hand as he saw him shiver from the wetness of his clothes. He brought Kurt's hand up to his mouth and kissed his hand lightly.
Kurt was panting. He pushed his natural distrust of Jesse to the very back of his mind.
The only thing that mattered was that he was not alone and that Jesse was here and still touching him and holding his hand and had kissed him. Kurt's mind was spinning.
With his free hand, Jesse put on the heater so that both of them could get warm.
"Did you call your father, yet?" He asked Kurt quietly, in an almost whisper. Kurt shook his head and reached for his phone.
Jesse watched in silence as Kurt called his father. He felt like a douche. But in all honestly, he had no idea that they would go this far. He had hoped that they would just slash Kurt's tires so that he would become stranded and then he could come to his rescue.
But the sight of the car being as damaged as it was really pissed him off. He never told them to write THAT word on Kurt's car. He hadn't thought that it would go that far. They knew that he was bisexual. They KNEW. But they still did it.
And for them to paint the word in rainbow was really insulting to Kurt and himself. He actually cared for Kurt and didn't want to see him hurting like he knew he was. Jesse faced forward as he saw Kurt's lips moving and he tightened his grasp onto his steering wheel. He forced his face back into a calm, composed mask.
He slowly started to calm down when he felt Kurt's soft hand on his. Jesse closed his eyes as Kurt slowly started to rub his hand as he talked on the phone with his father.
Jesse hated himself for doing this to Kurt. He didn't want to hurt the boy he cared for this much, but sadly things weren't under his control, as much as he wanted them to be.
"That sounds good, dad. See you soon." he heard Kurt say, bringing him completely out of his thoughts.
"He's coming right now. I told him that it was bad, but didn't tell him about the word. He asked for us to wait for him, so that he could make sure that I'm ok." Kurt added, smiling uncertainly at Jesse.
Kurt couldn't help but trust Jesse at this moment. He doesn't care if it was Jesse St. James, the former enemy from Vocal Adrenaline. The fact that Jesse seemed as hurt as him made him completely trust the other boy at the moment, and just plain want him there.
"Sounds good," Jesse said shaking his head, "We should try to compose ourselves until he gets here then." Jesse added, knowing that Kurt was having trouble dealing with the fact that his father would have to see his car this way.
How could he make Kurt and his father go through this?
The fact that Kurt's father was the closest mechanic to McKinley didn't cross his mind as he came up with the plan and then as he seek help from them. But they were the ones who took it this far. All he had wanted was Kurt.
Kurt and Jesse both looked behind their shoulders as they heard his father's tow truck pull into the parking lot. They watched as his father hopped out of the truck and ran with his head down to his son's car.
Kurt scrambled to get out of Jesse's car as his father came to a halt. In his rush Kurt couldn't seem to get the door open. He started to blush after Jesse's hand reached across his body to unlock the door. Jesse just smiled.
The rain had slowed. Kurt ran to his dad with his head down. "Dad, I-"
Before he knew it, he was grabbed into a strong hug as his father's arms wrapped around his body. He could almost feel the anger and hurt and protective instinct emanating from his father's body.
At this point, Jesse had gotten out of his Rover to come over to the father and son. He watched them hug with a barely together expression on his face. The guilt was getting stronger as he watched father and son hug each other in a death grip.
Kurt finally let go of his father and turned to Jesse. His eyes were red from crying along with his father's. Jesse was beginning to feel more like crap after he looked into the elder Hummel's eyes.
"Dad, this is Jesse St. James. He is also part of New Directions." Kurt said, introducing his father to Jesse. He watched as Jesse shook his father's out stretched hand and smiled at him.
"It is nice to meet you, sir." Jesse told him.
"Same here, and call me Burt," the elder Hummel told Jesse, "So I take it you're the one who helped my son out or at least found him?"
"Yeah." Jesse said, his voice cracking a bit "I'm glad that I was able to help him."
Burt looked at him with a questioning look on his face, "So, you were just driving through the neighborhood?"
"I was coming back to the school. I left my Science book in my locker, and I needed it for the homework I got tonight. When I pulled up, I saw Kurt and his car." Jesse told, lying smoothly.
Both Burt and Kurt raised an eyebrow at him, but both decided that they weren't going to question him more when the rain started up again.
"I'll get the car to the garage." Burt said. "Could you get Kurt home in your car? I don't want to impose, but…"
"Of course." Jesse said, looking at Kurt for approval. Kurt nodded.
"Thanks a lot, Jesse." Burt said with a quick smile. He turned and headed to the truck.
Jesse took Kurt's hand again, and Kurt allowed himself to be led back to the Range Rover.
Jesse held open the door for Kurt and waited for him to get inside before shutting the door. He took one last look at Burt and the car.
"Jesse!"
Burt had caught his eye. He walked toward the older man.
"I know you're hiding something. And don't think I don't know that you were involved in this. And if you lay one finger on my son, I'll know that too... And I will not hesitate before getting involved."
Jesse swallowed slightly as Burt turned his back on him. He walked back to his car with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He had never told them to go this far.
Jesse started the car as soon he got into it and started to drive away. Kurt buckled himself into the passenger sit once he couldn't see his father any longer in his sight. His teeth started to chatter from the cold.
Jesse reached to turn up the heat, but it was already full blast. No air was coming out of the vents. Damn. He'd get that checked over.
Kurt shook his head. "It's ok. I'm fine, Jesse."
"No, you're not, Kurt."
"Yes I am. I've gone through this before. Just…not this bad. Or expensive."
Jesse tried to push that thought out of his mind. "Where's your turn?"
"Right here."
The Range Rover pulled up a small, neat house, and Jesse turned to Kurt. "Here you are."
Kurt clambered out, but hesitated a second. "Um, Jesse?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm not quite sure that I want to be alone in there. I mean, I'm sure I'll be fine, but all the same…could you…?"
"Yeah, Kurt. I'd love to."
Jesse jumped out of the driver's side and locked the car. He'd worry about Burt later.
"Do you have Chicago?"
"Of course!"
"Popcorn?"
"Low fat SmartPop."
Jesse grabbed Kurt's hand, and they headed up the steps together.
Yes. He'd worry about Burt later.
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