I hated the last chapter(NOT THE AN)..but then again, I'm not the most creative person when I'm writing during the day..so whatever, I'll deal. I never really knew how hard it was to actually write a pairing like this and then pace myself really well on top of that..
The group that had been at the Hudson-Hummel home for the evening had stayed around for a while, much to Kurt's amusement. Blaine, having spent time with the New Directions before, was perfectly at ease with the craziness that came with them, Wes and David however had no idea how to deal with it. Kurt had already explained the group dynamic to them three times and they still had no idea what to do. Kurt just sat back and watched, talking with his old friends. He had gotten up and ventured over to the stairway to greet Tina and Artie, along with Mike and Brittney and Santana. When Artie was back in the wheelchair after the venture downstairs, he went over to talk with the other three Warblers in the room, knowing that Kurt wasn't going to get away from the conversation for a while to introduce them properly. When Wes looked over at Kurt, he saw this and shook his head. Kurt was very happily chatting with Tina after Britt and Santana moved to find someone else to talk to. He jumped slightly when he felt someone grab him and pick him up. "Finn, if that's you, you had best put me down!"he warned. He heard a chuckle from behind him. Not Finn, alright, Kurt thought, wracking his brain. "Noah!"the countertenor exclaimed after a moment of thought. He heard the conversation hush and he automatically knew that everyone was watching. Puck laughed and set Kurt down. "Gotcha. I haven't had the chance to bug you lately, so I made up for it."he said with a smirk. Kurt glared at the mohawked teen and punched his chest once before going back to the conversation he had been having. Puck raised an eyebrow before going back and joining Finn. The conversations slowly started back up and lasted for a while. After finishing the conversation he was having with Tina he went back and plopped down on his bed, leaning across it to grab one of the newer Vouge copies to look through. He winced slightly when he did so, but made sure not to draw anyone's attention. "Jerk."he muttered, sending a glare towards Puck. He settled into a quiet moment for a little while until Wes came over and pulled the magazine out of his hands, placing it back on the bedside table. Kurt glared at him for a short moment before Wes sat in front of Kurt. "Alright, what's up? You aren't yourself right now."Wes said softly. Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Nothing, Wesly. Just a bit stressed,"he said softly and gaining a disbelieving look. Wes rolled his eyes, "So what's the story between Noah and you? I've heard everyone else calling him Puck, not Noah. And you obviously didn't react very well when he picked you up."he said. Kurt shrugged. "He used to throw me into dumpsters and slushie me and everything before he joined Glee club. I just...I'm used to calling him his first name or his full last name.. and as for my reaction..it didn't help much that he hit a sore spot...he should know, he's seen me be shoved plenty."he said softly. Wes nodded. Kurt looked away from him in silence, instead watching the television screen quietly. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed that it wasn't on the normal football game that was always playing when Finn was at home.
After a short while, Kurt had given up on trying to concentrate on much of anything other than conversations. A short while ago, Mr. Schue had appeared in the door way with some updates on Burt's condition. Kurt was content with this, far too stressed to really care about much else. Wes seemed to have pointed this out to Blaine and David as they all three were sitting with Kurt, Mercedes and Rachel. They'd came over to sit with him in the middle of a girl chat which was continued nonetheless. He sighed softly as Mercedes made another refrence, cutting Rachel's rambling about Finn off after Kurt started to look uncomfortable. Kurt automatically jumped back into the conversation. "But my point is, there is absolutely no reason behind it. I mean, as Rachel pointed out so..akwardly..things like this are better either told truthfully the first time around or kept a secret until after the whole mess blows over. Finn and Santana are living proof. I mean, I don't see why he even bothered to lie about it. Sorry, Rach.. But you guys weren't even together!"he said. He heard a few laughs from the three guys and shot them a look. After the conversation stopped, Kurt let out a sigh of relief. He watched the girls walk away before falling backwards onto his bed. Wes raised an eyebrow before he cast the other two looks saying 'I almost feel sorry for him..' Kurt caught it and hit at Wes. "Jerk."he said softly, his heart not really into it.
By the time midnight rolled around, Kurt had fallen asleep, too exhausted to keep up with anything. After he stopped talking, Wes looked over at him and noticed he was asleep and silently pointed it out to Finn, who nodded, getting up and grabbing a wool blanket from the closet and going towards Kurt. Finn put the blanket over Kurt before returning to where he was sitting beforehand.
The following morning, Kurt was up before anyone and silently got up, careful not to wake anyone else and slipped upstairs to fix something to eat that way nobody would tear the kitchen apart. He stopeed for a moment when he heard someone walking up the stairs. He turned quietly and smiled when he saw Wes. "The others still passed out?"he asked. Wes nodded sleepily, not really up to talking just yet. Kurt smiled softly and rolled his eyes before setting to work. By the time he was done, he could hear the game being played and the conversations from downstairs. Kurt rolled his eyes and walked downstairs quietly, preparing for the worst. He paused in silence when he saw the state of the basement. He shook his head and told the others that if they wanted food it was on the kitchen table. He walked back upstairs without a second thought, shaking his head. "Well, looks like the basement is really going to end up trashed."he muttered, sitting down on the couch, watching as Wes sat near him. "True, how about I help you clean the mess up later? I'm not sure Blaine and David know how to clean..but I'll inlist them too."he said softly, turning the tv on. Kurt nodded and watched as the channels were flipped. He raised an eyebrow when Wes finally settled on a channel. "You worry me sometimes."he said softly, but watched the animated movie anyways, wanting to distract himself.
He looked up when he heard the chatter of the others coming upstairs. He watched in silence as Finn and Puck started wrestling after everyone got upstairs. "Well, there goes being able to hear the tv."he muttered, getting up and forcing the two to stop wrestling. "Not in the house. If you want to wrestle, there's a back yard. Don't get the cops called."he snapped, slightly irritated. He watched Puck smirk. "Sure thing, Princess. Just chill. We weren't gonna hurt anything."he said, causing Kurt to glare at him and shove him away before returning to his spot on the couch. Kurt shook his head, tuning the noise of the others out.
