Santana's Request: Finn's Time
Author: GleekShip
Spoilers: Set past graduation, Season 3
Summary: Part of the Santana's Request World. Based on what we're told about Finn in the final chapter of Santana's Request.
Pairings: Kurt/Santana!Friendship, Kurt/Sam, Santana/Brittany
Santana's Request: Finn's Time
Kurt shivers under the delightful touch of Puck's hand running through his hair.
"Thank you for this." Kurt whispers from where is head is laying on Puck's lap.
Puck nods. "Why aren't you having Sam or Santana do this?"
Kurt shrugs in his tux. "I don't want to worry them. They've been hovering over me for the past week."
Puck nods in understanding. "Are you going to be okay?"
Kurt chuckles. "Don't go all mother on me Noah."
"I'm serious Kurt. Your brother only died a week ago. Yeah you're not close, but . . . you're family." Puck whispers near the end.
Kurt sighs. "I know. I'm just worried about mom right now."
"Burt with her?" Puck asks.
"Yeah. Sam, Brit, and Santana took the twins over their too. They're going to try and keep them busy until the funeral." Kurt explains.
Puck chuckles. "Does Burt have to wear a suit?"
Kurt rolls his eyes. "Get over yourself. You're wearing the suit and that's that. And it's not like you have to wear one everyday."
"I will when I get back to LA. I got my album release part on Monday." Puck chuckles. "You still coming?"
"Yeah. Actually-" Kurt says slowly. "I was hoping I could go back with you and stay the weekend with you. Go back to New York next week."
Puck's eyes narrow and he stops moving his hand through Kurt's hair. "What does Sam think about this?"
"He . . . understands. He said it was good that I'm getting a break from college, work . . . the kids." Kurt answers. "Is that okay with you?"
"Yeah." Puck answers as he starts moving his hand again. "Are you sure you can afford a week off from school?"
"They're e-mailing my work to me. I'll finish it on the flight back to New York." Kurt responds softly.
"Okay." Puck says softly.
Kurt closes his eyes again. "Have you picked a song to sing today?"
"Yeah." Puck lets out a deep breath. "Have you?"
"Of course." Kurt says with a smile. "I'm ready for any event." Puck raises an eyebrow. "You know what I mean. I know enough songs to pick out quick enough."
Puck chuckles. "Who else is singing for him?"
Kurt bites his lip. "Mom said that she asked Quinn and Rachel too, but I'm not sure if they will or not."
Just then, the alarm on Kurt's phone goes off. He pulls it out of his pocket and turns it off.
"We have half an hour to be there." Kurt says quietly.
Puck sighs before putting his arms under Kurt and picking him up off his lap. Kurt squeals as Puck picks him up bridal style.
"What are you doing?" Kurt asks.
"We both know that you're going to milk every minute we have before we absolutely need to go. I'd like to arrive early so I can see my kids before everything gets all sad." Puck explains.
"They're not your kids." Kurt rolls his eyes as he struggles in Puck's arms.
Puck chuckles. "They're my kids and you know it. They love their Uncle Noah."
"They do." Kurt agrees.
Puck smiles before letting go of Kurt's legs, allowing him to stand up. Kurt smooths down his suit and puts his phone back in his pocket.
"Keys?" Kurt looks to Puck as he walks to the door.
"Check." Puck moves to follow Kurt.
Kurt takes a deep breath before stepping out of the hotel room. Puck follows him, locking the door behind them.
Kurt starts walking slowly down the hallway. He drags his feet against the carpet.
Puck tosses his arm over Kurt's shoulder and pulls him close. "You'll be fine. And then we'll spend the rest of the weekend partying in LA. I'll show you the best hot spots. Maybe meet a nice guy."
Kurt chuckles as the reach the elevator. "I don't think Sam, my husband, will approve."
"He won't know." Puck smirks as he hits the button to go to the first floor.
"He's my husband. When are you going to get that into your thick head." Kurt chuckles.
Puck shrugs. "It's not that I don't like him, it's just that he needs to stop dying his hair blonde."
Kurt laughs. "He said he's going to stop next month when summer starts."
"I'm sure." Puck suppresses a laugh.
"But you can show me some clubs. Maybe I'll get inspiration for some clothing designs for my hopefully future fashion line." Kurt mumbles as the elevator stops and he steps out.
Puck is right on his tail, arm still on Kurt's shoulders. "You know you will little dude. Once you're done with college, you'll be designing clothes for everyone. And if not, you will be my designer for when I go on tour. Simple as that."
Kurt chuckles and reaches up to take Puck's hand that's dangling off his shoulder. "Thanks Puck, but you don't have to do that for me."
"I'm doing it for me." Puck says quickly and with a serious look, "I gots to look good for the ladies."
Kurt rolls his eyes. "When are you going to settle down? Find a nice girl."
Puck chuckles as he leads them out of the hotel and into the parking lot. "No one can tie the Puckster down. You know this."
"I'll wait forever and then tell you I told you so." Kurt chuckles as they reach Kurt's rental car.
Puck rolls his eyes as he hops in the passenger side. He hands Kurt the keys. Kurt starts the car and pulls out onto the main road.
Kurt tosses Puck his phone. "Text Santana and see if the twins are ready."
"Why not Sam?" Puck asks.
"Because being the guy that Sam is, he's probably making sure that mom has everything." Kurt smiles. "Now get back to texting. I need to know."
"Yes sir, little dude sir." Puck mock salutes before looking to the phone.
Kurt rolls his eyes and looks back to the road. He glances at the sky. It seems to be reflecting the day. Dark and gloomy, looking on the verge of raining.
"Santana says that they're already at the church." Puck tells him.
Kurt's eyebrows go up. "Really? They're there early."
"She also said that Carole wanted some time along before everyone else gets there." Puck says with a frown.
Kurt nods in understanding. He spots the graveyard at the end of the road. Only a few cars are there. He spots his dads and pulls up behind it.
He smiles when Puck takes his hand. "It's okay to not be strong Kurt." Puck whispers.
Kurt squeezes his hand back and smiles. " I know." He gives Puck one last look before stepping out of the car.
Puck waits for Kurt at the sidewalk. He Kurt pulls Puck into a half-hug before moving along the fence. He sees Carole standing over the closed casket that's hovering above the whole dug in the ground. Burt is sitting in the back row of chairs. Anita is sitting on his lap. Brittany and Santana are next to him, Adrian switching between each of their laps. Sam is sitting away from everyone else. His head is buried in his hands.
"Go to your mom. I'll talk to Sam." Puck tells Kurt as he places a hand on the smaller boys shoulder.
"But he's my-"
"I know he's your husband, but your mom needs you. You're her only son now. I'll be a friend and you go be a son." Puck says softly.
Kurt nods before they both step onto grass together. Kurt walks towards the middle aisle while Puck goes to the car right towards Sam. Kurt steps up to his dad who's sitting at the edge of the row. He places a hand on his dads shoulder.
"Hey kiddo." Burt looks up at Kurt with wet, red eyes.
Kurt smiles down at him. "How are you?"
Burt tries to smile, but fails. Kurt nods in understanding. He looks over at Santana. She's staring at him with tired eyes. Kurt gives her a smile and squeezes his dads shoulder before walking towards his mother.
Her eyes are staring blankly at the coffin a few feet in front of her. Kurt walks in front of her and sits down beside her. She slowly looks at him and a few tears leave her eyes. She tries to smile like Burt did, but she fails. Kurt nods in understanding. He reaches over to take her hand. She lets her head fall on his shoulder. Kurt places his head on top of hers.
Say something. Are you okay? Stupid question.
"Will you ever be okay?" Kurt asks quietly.
Carole lets out a sob. Kurt wraps his arms around her. She begins shaking in his arms.
"It'll be okay mom." Kurt whispers through his tears. She sobs louder when he calls her mom. "I'll be here for you."
She pulls out of his arms and looks at him. Kurt's heart breaks at her face.
"I love you Kurt. Just as much as Finn." She says softly.
"I love you too mom." Kurt whispers before she pulls him in for a hug.
Kurt lets out a shaky breath.
Carole pulls back from the hug. "Can you . . . can you get your father? I've been a bit gone these past few days.
"I know." Kurt mutters as he nods.
He slowly stands up and starts walking away. His dad watches him as he approaches.
"How is she?" Burt asks as he hands Anita to Santana and stands up.
"She needs you." Kurt answers.
Burt smiles as he looks at Kurt. "It's the first time she's cried since we've found out."
Kurt nods and pulls his dad into a hug. "Go then."
"I love you Kurt." Burt says as he pulls back.
"Love you too." Kurt whispers as his dad walks past him to his wife.
Kurt leans down to Santana and Brittany to kiss Anita and Adrian on the cheeks.
"How are you doing?" Santana asks.
"It's getting better." Kurt whispers before glancing over to Sam and Puck. "I need to go talk to him."
"Go. We'll be here when you're done." Santana leans up and kisses his cheek.
Brittany gives him a smile before focusing on the twins.
Kurt turns and starts walking towards his best friend and boyfriend. Out of the corner of his eyes, he watches as people start arriving in groups.
Kurt stays quiet as he approaches. Puck is the first to notice him. He gives Sam a hug before standing up and walking over to Kurt.
"How's your mom?" Puck asks.
"She'll be better." Kurt answers.
Puck nods before letting out a shaky breath. "You need to talk to him. You've shut him out for the past week. It's hurting him too."
Kurt pulls Puck into a hug. "Thank you."
Puck rubs his hands up and down Kurt's back before letting go. "I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah." Kurt says quietly as Puck walks away.
Kurt hesitates before walking the few feet forward to sit down next to Sam. The blonde doesn't even look up.
"I'm sorry." Kurt says quietly.
He hears Sam's breathing speed up, but his face shows nothing. "What do you have to be sorry for?" His voice is completely monotone.
"I've pulled away this past week . . . and I'm sorry. It doesn't matter what happened to Finn . . . I should have talked to you." Kurt apologizes.
"I know that Puck is your best friend, but why would you talk to him and not me?" Sam slowly turns his head to look at Kurt.
Kurt flinches as he sees the hurt in those beautiful green eyes. "Because he calls me on my bull crap." Kurt smiles a bit. "He doesn't let me drown in my sorrows."
"I wouldn't let you either." Sam insists.
"But I'd want to with you." Kurt tries to explain. "I'd want to just stay wrapped in your arms and never leave. I wouldn't have came for the funeral because I'd rather just be somewhere with you." Kurt takes a deep breath before reaching over and places his hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam's hand goes up to touch Kurt's. Both of their breaths hitch at the contact. "Noah forces me to stay strong, and when I'm with you . . ." Kurt takes a deep breath. "I can't use you all the time to be strong for me. Noah helps me be strong on my own."
"Kurt." Sam chuckles softly. "You are so much stronger than me." H squeezes Kurt's hand on his shoulder. "It's okay if you need me to be strong for you once in a while."
Kurt nods. "I know."
Sam turns in his seat and pulls Kurt forward. Kurt crumbles into Sam's lap. Sam's hugging him while Kurt presses his face into the crook of Sam's neck.
"I've missed you." Kurt whispers.
"Then let me be strong for you. I mean, I am your husband after all." Sam chuckles. "We have to share these things."
Kurt pulls back. "I know." He leans in and kisses his husband.
Another chapter down. There might be two or three more. They seem to write themselves. So let me know what you think.
