Kurt had been hoping that Rachel and Quinn would be asleep as he quietly entered the apartment with Finn close on his heels. He'd just gotten through explaining the concept of an apartment building to Finn and why he would have to be quiet at night. He knew Finn had tons of questions, but he really hoped he could handle the quiet thing. They had a downstairs neighbor who was constantly pounding on his ceiling – which was also their floor – whenever they were supposedly too loud.
"Hey Kurt – whoa that's not Eric." Rachel said, looking up from her seat on the couch.
"Um, no. No, it's not." Kurt answered, feeling his face heat up as he closed the door behind Finn. He turned back to see Quinn looking at him with a quirked eyebrow. Okay, how was he going to explain this one?
"So who is he?" Quinn asked.
"I'm Finn. Na nu, na nu!" Finn answered cheerily.
"He's a keeper..." Quinn said, her eyebrows shooting up as she looked back down at whatever book she was buried in. Rachel was nodding her head in the direction of the kitchen, and he knew that she wanted to talk, but he was kind of nervous about leaving Finn alone. Not knowing how to work things – or curiosity in general – meant that Finn could quite possibly end up destroying something. He eyed Finn for a moment, deciding to chance it as he followed Rachel into the kitchen. It took a moment before he realized Finn had followed him.
"No, no. I need to talk to Rachel." Kurt told him.
"Okay!" Finn said brightly, not budging.
"Alone."
"Okay!" Finn said again, turning back and heading the way he came. He shook his head, rubbing a hand over his face before turning to look back at Rachel. She shook her head, an eyebrow raised. Well, he wasn't going to tell her the truth, certainly, but he had to come up with something. He'd hoped he'd be able to think it over tonight before explaining it to the girls tomorrow. Why did he have the worst luck ever?
"He's a friend from school. Listen, he probably wouldn't want me to tell you this, but he and his girlfriend got into a huge fight tonight, and he needs somewhere to crash until it blows over. I told him he could stay with us until then. If that's okay with you girls, of course." Kurt explained to Rachel, almost positive she'd jump on that. Introducing someone as a friend from school almost always worked, and she never questioned it. Besides, she trusted his instincts about people – or in Finn's case, aliens.
"Oh, that poor boy. Of course it's okay with me, and I'll talk to Quinn. I'm certain she'll be just as okay with it. And Kurt... you are so sweet for doing this." Rachel said, patting his cheek. Kurt smiled, glad that it really was this easy.
"Just... don't bring it up around him, okay? He's really sensitive." Kurt reminded her.
"Of course. Um, Kurt? Where is he going to sleep?" Rachel asked, giving him a quizzical look. She was going to suggest the couch, he was sure, but he didn't know what kind of sleeping habits Finn had just yet.
"I figured he'd just sleep in my room," Kurt answered, continuing quickly as her mouth opened to shoot that idea down, no doubt. "He's not gay, Rachel, and I'm not going to put the moves on him. The guy has a girlfriend, for god's sake!"
She just nodded, not wanting to further upset him. He followed her back into the living room, where he found Finn examining their television. Rachel and Quinn exchanged a whispered conversation before saying goodnight and heading into their bedroom. Kurt just sighed, looking at Finn and then around the apartment. As odd as the circumstances were, Finn didn't look at all out of place. Or well, the fact that he was wearing his clothes backwards did make him kind of stick out a little, but that could easily be changed.
"Finn," Kurt said quietly, trying to get his attention away from the television. He'd show that to him another time. "Finn."
"Yes?" Finn asked, quickly turning to look at Kurt.
"Come with me." Kurt said, gesturing for Finn to follow as he headed toward his room, and god, this felt kinda weird. He never even brought dates home. The first time he ever brought a guy home, and it just so happens the guy is actually an alien from another planet. He sighed to himself as he opened up his door, letting Finn enter first before following him in and shutting the door behind him.
"Here's the deal, Finn. As long as you're rooming here, we're going to be sharing a room. I'd let you sleep on the couch, but I don't know how you sleep, and there's no way I'm telling my roommates that you're an alien. So, I told Rachel – the brunette – that you and your 'girlfriend' had a big fight and you're staying over here until it passes." Kurt explained. He plopped down on the edge of his bed, and fuck, Finn looked even taller from this angle. Jesus, what did they feed people on... Ork, wasn't it?
"But I don't have a... girlfriend?" Finn said, blinking.
"I know you don't. But they don't know that," Kurt told him as he got up and began digging through his drawers. He really doubted he had anything for Finn to wear, but he'd look anyway. Of course, Finn had brought a suitcase, so he imagined Finn might have some clothes of his own. He turned and looked at Finn as he said, "You do know what a girlfriend is?"
"No."
Well. Okay, how exactly did he explain that one? Screw it, he was exhausted and just wanted to get to sleep already. He'd explain the whole girlfriend/boyfriend thing later. He tugged out a pair of pajamas for himself and looked around. Well, it looked like he wouldn't be changing in his own room anymore.
"Well, it's not all that important right now. Just... remember that you're supposed to have one. We'll discuss the rest tomorrow morning. Luckily, tomorrow is my day off. Stay right here." Kurt said as he slipped out of the room and into the bathroom to change. God, this was going to be just a little bit weird. No, not a little. There was a fucking alien in his bedroom right now. A hot one, at that. Damn it, this was no time to go getting hard. He sighed. Okay, so this might turn out to be a little uncomfortable as well. Weren't aliens supposed to be fucking green or blue and bug-eyed? It was just his luck to end up with an attractive one.
He wasn't quite prepared for the sight he found when he entered his room again. Finn was hanging upside down from the chin-up bar he had installed in the door way of his closet. Of course, not many knew it was there, but he had a feeling that Finn was looking for something like that. Then again, he couldn't quite figure out what Finn was doing. Some weird alien custom?
"May I use this?" Finn asked.
"Looks like you already are," Kurt chuckled, sitting down in front of his mirror to start his skincare routine.
"I'm sorry. Is this unacceptable?"
"No, not at all. You can use it if you want," Kurt answered, watching Finn through his mirror. "Can I ask what you're doing?"
"I am preparing for sleep. Is this not how you sleep?" Finn asked, frowning.
"No," Kurt said, shaking his head. "We sleep laying down in the bed... how do you sleep on... Ork?"
"Ork. On Ork, we sleep hanging upside down. Like this!" Finn grinned, swinging a little.
"I was afraid you might say something like that." Kurt sighed, nodding his head. He was suddenly happy that he'd made Finn sleep in his room and not the living room. He had no idea how to explain that one to the girls. He also knew that it was a matter of time before the girls figured out that he wasn't a friend from school and he had no girlfriend, but he'd figure all of that out when the time came.
"Is this bad? Should I sleep in the bed?" Finn asked, and Kurt lost his grip on the container of cream in his hand. He cursed as it fell to the floor, quickly picking it up and wiping up any that had gotten out onto the floor.
"No, no, it's fine. You just... sleep however you sleep and I'll sleep how I sleep." Kurt answered quickly. Not that he didn't like the idea of sharing a bed with Finn... damn it, that was precisely the point. He liked the idea of it, and there was no way he was going to make a move on an alien. He could control himself when he was awake. He just wasn't all that sure about when he was asleep. He liked to cuddle.
"I will."
"Good night, Finn." Kurt told him as he got up and shut the light out. By the time he settled under the covers, he was pretty sure that Finn wasn't going to answer him. It was only a few moments before Finn's bright reply came in the darkness, and Kurt could do little more than chuckle and shake his head. Sharing his room with an alien was going to be interesting.
