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Sorry again for the Blaine bashing, I assure you I don't agree with Finn on that point!
Song credits: Give a Little Bit - Supertramp ; Every Breath You Take - The Police ; Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic - The Police
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Finn pulled over in the parking lot of the coffee shop as the last notes of an R.E.M. song were playing on the radio. He spotted Kurt at once. He was covered in snow and ran desperately to Finn's car. He shook the snow off him before sitting in the passenger seat.
Finn turned the heat up. Kurt was shivering; ice was sticking his eyelashes together. Of course, his designer clothes weren't the best to keep him warm in a storm: Kurt often sacrificed comfort for fashion.
Finn handed him his scarf and his gloves: Kurt needed them more than he did. They spent a long time without talking, except for Kurt thanking him once or twice.
They were almost halfway home when one of Finn's favorite songs came on the radio, and he couldn't help singing along with it.
Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
Give a little bit
I'll give a little bit of my love to you
There's so much that we need to share
Send a smile and show you care
I'll give a little bit
I'll give a little bit of my love to you
So give a little bit
Give a little bit of your time to me
See the man with the lonely eyes
Take his hand, you'll be surprised
Give a little bit
Give a little bit of your love to me
I'll give a little bit of my love for you
Now's the time that we need to share
So find yourself, we're on our way back home
Going home
Don't you need to feel at home?
Oh yeah, we gotta sing
This time, he didn't improvise with the lyrics, but he couldn't help thinking about Kurt while he sang. With the words "we're on our way back home", he squeezed Kurt's hand and smiled at him, to comfort him.
"Don't worry, man, we're almost there," he said when the song ended. Kurt smiled softly.
The guy on the radio spoke after the song:
"To everybody driving late at night I this storm, we'd like to dedicate two Police songs in a row! Have a goodnight and drive safely!"
"Awesome, I love them!" Finn exclaimed.
Kurt chuckled as the first notes of Every Breath You Take began to play. Finn started singing along, lightly drumming on the steering wheel.
Every breath you take and every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take, I'll be watching you
Every single day and every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay, I'll be watching you
Oh can't you see you belong to me?
He soon stopped singing; it felt horribly awkward, as if he was singing to Kurt.
He was just starting to forget those uneasy feelings when the second Police song came on the radio.
Though I've tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I have for her in my heart
Every time that I come near her
I just lose my nerve
As I've done from the start
Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she does just turns me on
Damn it.
Why did every song he heard reminded him of Kurt? And why did all those songs were about love? Dude, what the hell was wrong with him?
Okay, he had to calm down. Kurt was his step-brother. He was just worried about him, it was perfectly normal. He just cared about him, that's all.
He turned to Kurt and took his hand, determined to take care of him like a real brother would do.
"You're alright, there?"
Kurt looked at him. The ice that was clinging to his eyelashes had melted, leaving him with eyes even brighter than usual.
And there was this warmth in Finn's chest, again. What did that even mean?
"Yeah, just cold," Kurt answered, his teeth chattering.
"I hope you don't have hypophobia…"
"Hypothermia, Finn."
"Yeah, that." He squeezed his hand again. "Hang on, we're almost home."
Kurt cell phone started ringing. He answered quickly.
"Blaine! Where were you?"
Blaine. Of course he'd ruin this moment. He really didn't want to hear Kurt being all cute with him, so he tried his best not to listen, even though he was dying to know what his perfect excuse for standing Kurt up would be.
He tried to act casual when Kurt hung up, not to look too jealous.
Jealous? Who said he was jealous?
Why would he be jealous of someone his step-brother was maybe-almost dating? That would be sick, man.
"So, what did he say?"
"His car broke down and he lost his phone. He couldn't call me since he only got my number in his phone."
"What, he doesn't have it memorized yet?"
Smooth, man, what was that?
Kurt shot him a look.
"Anyway," he sighed, "he just found it and he called to apologize."
"Well, his story is almost believable and not at all cliché is it?"
"Well, Ibelieve him, and I don't know why he would lie to me."
"You really buy that he suddenly found his phone in the middle of the night?"
"Yeah, his sister found it when she came back from her night out, so she woke him up."
Of course his excuse was well-thought.
Wait.
He was supposed to comfort Kurt, not get in a fight with him over his maybe-almost boyfriend.
"Well, at least now you know, you'll stop worrying about him," he managed to say nicely. "Oh, and I got something for you!"
He suddenly remembered a CD Rachel had left in his car before they broke up. He always forgot to give it back to her. He found it in the mess on his back seat, and put it in the car's CD player.
Kurt's face lighted up when he heard the intro to the first song.
"The Wizard of Oz? Really?"
"Yeah, Rachel forgot it here…"
"Thanks, Finn."
God, he was so beautiful when he smiled, his eyes were all bright. He wished he could be able to bring a smile to his face no matter what.
Kurt's head was swaying to the music, he seemed to have forgotten all the troubles he had this evening.
Finn felt, for the third time this night, a warmth in his chest. He'd gotten quite used to it, it was even enjoyable.
Kurt fell asleep twenty minutes before they got home. Finn hated the idea of waking him up, he looked so peaceful and adorable like that, plus, he really needed to sleep after this exhausting night. Finn stopped the car in front of their house, and he managed to take Kurt in his arms – he wasn't weighing a lot anyway, probably less than what he bench-pressed – and he got him inside the house before he woke up. He looked quite surprised to be in Finn's arms.
"Didn't wanna wake you up, man," he explained softly.
He put him down and they both got rid of their winter clothes. Kurt shivered again.
"Are you still cold?"
Kurt nodded, his teeth chattering again.
"Come here." Finn was standing in front of Kurt, his arms open. Kurt looked at him hesitantly before accepting the hug. Finn wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close. Kurt's whole body was trembling from the cold. Finn rubbed his back, both for warmth and for comfort.
His now familiar feeling of warmth was spreading from his chest to his entire body. It felt like this was all he'd needed without knowing it.
As good as that felt, though, it was a bit awkward to hug by the front door. Plus, Kurt was still shivering.
"I think you'd better go to sleep, it will do you good," Finn whispered in Kurt's hair.
Kurt just nodded, but stayed in his arms. It didn't seem like he had the intention to move anytime soon. Finn couldn't help smiling at this thought. Once again, he picked up Kurt in his arms, and he brought him to their shared room in the basement. He put him down slowly on his bed and got him pajamas form his dresser, and then went to the bathroom to put on his own.
When he got back, Kurt was curled up under his covers. Finn patted him on the shoulder – except that it felt more like a caress.
"Good night, Kurt."
"Hm. 'Night." Kurt was already half-asleep. Finn got under his own covers and tried to sleep, but every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was Kurt. Kurt, who was making him feel strange things. Kurt, who was making him question himself. Kurt –
Kurt, whose teeth started chattering again. Finn knew he had to do something to warm him up. He even knew what he wanted to do – but wouldn't it be awkward?
Skin-to-skin contact was an easy way to warm someone up.
Yeah. It would definitely be awkward.
But he was just trying to take care of his step-brother, wasn't he?
Or that's what he told himself to forget the fact that he was a bit too eager to feel Kurt's skin on his.
