Once again "He/Kurt" is for Kurt who is in Rachel's body and "She/Rachel" is for Rachel who is in Kurt's body.
Rachel and Kurt
Kurt drove them to his house and Rachel had to let him in with her key. He frowned because of the reality that this was not his house for the time being.
They put their books down, both agreeing to skip homework that day so they could analyze how the other was doing in their borrowed lifestyles, as was their new norm.
"What are you doing?" Rachel asked as Kurt ran over to the fridge and put some frozen chicken nuggets into the microwave.
"I never eat these, but I'm craving meat so badly you don't even understand. No offense, but if I have to eat only your vegan crap for the rest of my life, i might just kill myself."
As Rachel put down her bag, she remembered the hastily packed ruined gym clothes in the secondary bag. "Um, I'll be right back," she said heading for the stairs and tripping halfway up.
"Are you okay?" Kurt called up.
"I'm fine," she said. "I've been tripping a lot because I'm not used to being so tall." She threw the gym bag under the bed then rushed back down to Kurt.
Kurt was braiding a tiny strand of the long brown hair. "I must say though, I'm enjoying this hair. Not that I would ever grow it out myself, but for now this is fun. It's like our 'hairography' lesson all over again."
He flipped the locks back and eyed Rachel. "By the way, is that stubble? When is the last time you shaved?" he asked, a bit horrified.
She looked into the nearest mirror and tilted her face, pulling at her skin to try to see the underside of her chin. "Um, I never tried shaving." There was actually more than just a bit of stubble though she noticed. A fine layer of hair had sprouted all over her jaw.
"You need to shave that," he said gravely.
She shrugged. "Why? I've always been curious to know what you look like with a beard or a chin strap or something."
"No!" he practically yelled in the empty house. "Last summer I grew out a mustache for fun, I looked like a pedophile!"
"Oh comon' Kurt, I'm sure you did not."
He laughed. "No, I did! I'm too pretty to have a mustache." He stood up, ready to stalk over to her, but he paused, letting the glob of period blood splosh out. He shivered then continued towards her. "You're learning how to shave, now!" He grabbed her hand and brought her to his old bathroom, turning on the shaving cream warmer. He sighed as he pulled the shaving materials together. "I never thought I'd ever be giving shaving lessons to anyone but my son. If that. I think I'd have Blaine teach him," he mumbled to himself, pushing the long hair out of his face again.
"Oo," Rachel said, sitting her tall body onto the bathroom counter, swinging her legs back and forth.
Kurt snapped his manicured fingers at her. "No. Off," he pointed to the ground.
Rachel pursed her lips and got off, standing again.
"And take off that blazer," Kurt said as he tested the blade. "It wrinkles like no tomorrow."
Rachel did as he said then moved closer to him when he pulled her over. He put Rachel's hand under the metal canister and pushed out a dollop of the heated cream into her palm. Rachel smoothed it over her jaw then drew a squiggly mustache into the foam with her nail. Kurt looked up at her, frowning. "I'm not even going to comment. Anyways, welcome to shaving one-oh-one, you know how to shave your legs, it's just like that expect on your face. But be super careful because I, erm, you have really sensitive and pale skin so be careful of razor burn-" his words caught in his throat as Rachel effortlessly shaved off all the hair on her cheeks, but then hesitated as she got to the patch under her jaw. She tilted the razor different ways and leaned in close to the mirror, jaw tilted up and eyes straining to see in the mirror from the awkward angle.
Kurt rolled his brown eyes and swiped the razor from Rachel's hands as she positioned it sideways on her neck. "Here, let me do this part," he said. "Good lord, you're going to cut my throat wide open. Congratulations, you officially fail as a woman and as a man." Kurt cupped Rachel's face gently and glided the razor around.
Kurt was on his tip-toes to get the best angle and worked with precision. He dipped it under the facut. "So anything else eventful happen today?" he asked.
I came in my pants. Sorry about that. She thought to herself. "Nope, not really."
Kurt flicked the razor away with a flourish. "Perfect," he said triumphantly, then he ran it under the water for the last time, cleaning the blade. Rachel swiped a damp towel over her face removing the last of the cream.
He wordlessly handed her a bottle.
"What's this?" she asked, she opened it and sniffed at it. "Oo, manly," she said in a husky tone.
"Don't do that," he stated. "You made me sound so weird there. Not important. That stuff is aftershave. Put some on your hands then gently dab it on your jaw."
Rachel did as he said then slapped it on her face like the boy from Home Alone did. She never got why he screamed, but once the liquid touched her freshly shaved skin, she screamed bloody murder similar to how the character did.
Kurt jumped a foot in the air and dropped the razor in the sink in shock.
"I SAID GENTLY YOU IDIOT!"
"Kurt?" Finn's voice called.
"Shit," Kurt murmured, cleaning up and turning off the warmer.
"Finn's here!" Rachel said, attempting to run downstairs. Kurt grabbed her shirt sleeve and pulled her back.
"Duh, he kinda lives here. And stop skipping around like that. By the way, I thought of another 'no-no' about my body. No trying to get Finn while you reside within me!"
"Totally missed everything you just said," Rachel sighed as she strained away from Kurt to get to Finn. They walked out together and spotted Finn at the bottom of the stairs hanging his backpack on the railing.
"Hey," Rachel said a bit breathlessly, tone coming out extremely high in Kurt's voice, she posed suavely at the top of the stairs.
Kurt rolled his eyes and rested his elbow on the arm that was wrapped around his middle, his old signature pose. "Finn, Carole said to stop putting your backpack on the railing," he said automatically as he sidestepped Rachel and took the backpack off, placing it next to the closet.
Finn raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you two really have been spending a lot of time together I guess. Kurt, I'm just curious though, when would it come up in conversation to tell Rachel that Mom hates it when I put my backpack there?"
Once again Kurt placed his elbow in his hand. He didn't think anything of it since it was his usual default position until he caught Finn staring at him, and he chose to put his arms back to his sides, playing with the hem of his skirt. "Oh, nothing, last time I was here, Carole said it to Kurt," he mended.
"Finn! I forgot, while you're here, I was thinking a of great duet we could do together for Mr. Schue-"
Finn shrugged. "Kurt, I'd do any duet with you... as long as it's not 'This House Is Not A Home'. No offense-"
"None taken," Kurt laughed, then remembered that he was Rachel.
Finn blinked again. The poor boy's head was going to explode if this kept up. "Um. Anyways, Kurt you don't go to McKinley anymore, so I don't know what you mean about doing duets."
Rachel and Kurt exchanged a long look and Finn twitched in discomfort. Kurt sighed and stepped into the chicken, taking the plate with the chicken nuggets on it.
"Oh thanks Rachel," Finn said, taking it from her.
Kurt frowned, stomach growling. "Yeah... Kurt made them when I came over, but forgot that I'm a vegan. But maybe just one-"
"No! You are not putting that disgusting pasturized food in that body!" Rachel scolded and Kurt dropped the nugget, sticking his tongue out quickly.
Finn blinked, his half-smile that he made when he was confused creeping onto his face. "You guys are acting so weird today."
"I need to go get something," Rachel said, turning on her heel to go upstairs and escape the awkwardness for a moment.
"I'll go with you," Finn said quickly, following on Rachel's heels.
Rachel glanced down at Kurt and flashed an excited smile which Kurt returned with a death glare. "Don't fuck this up!" he mouthed.
Rachel went into Kurt's room and fiddled around with the aftershave and tried thinking of something that she could use as an excuse to justify her going upstairs.
Finn sniffed the air. "Did you just shave? It's midday. Never mind, hey is Rachel still into me?"
Rachel whipped around. "Um, I don't know, how would I know, I'm not her!"
Finn leaned against the wall. "Damn, I was hoping if you knew. It's just, she's like always here now! Even more than when we were dating. I know you two are friends and all, but do you think she's just here to flirt with me... not that she's been flirting with me at all... she's actually been kind of ignoring me," he trailed off. "But still."
"Hey guys!" Kurt called up. "I'm going to leave, see you tomorrow in school Finn!"
"Bye K-Rachel!" Rachel called down, wanting him to go.
"Krachel?" Finn was suddenly distracted though when he saw Kurt's Navigator pulling out of the driveway. "You're letting her drive your car home?" Finn watched the car drive down into the distance. "Hmm, she's actually not that bad of a driver."
Rachel waved it off. "Blaine is picking me up tomorrow so no worries."
Finn plopped down next to Rachel on the bed, laying back and reaching for the prized football Kurt had kicked to win the football game almost 2 years ago. "Hey Kurt, I know girl's aren't exactly what you're into, but you really get them," Finn began.
More than you know. She thought to herself.
"Do you think we could, you know, have a little, what do you call it? 'Lady chat?'"
"Sure Finn, whatever you want," Rachel said earnestly, putting her hand on Finn's unoccupied one. He didn't even notice. He sat back up and Rachel moved into a chair across from Finn.
Rachel
"So what is it that you want to talk about Finn?" Rachel asked, sitting across from Finn on Kurt's bed.
Finn rubbed his fingers over the impressions on the football.
"It's Rachel. She-"
"Did she do something stupid in school?"
Finn looked quizzical. "Um. No. But for the last few days... we haven't really been talking."
"Has she been ignoring you?"
"Well no, we still talk. But it seems like she's not even trying anymore."
"Trying for what?" Rachel egged him on.
"Trying to get back together with me. Like, it started to get annoying. You know, having to hear every single try for an original song that she did or trying to get me to do duets with her. But at least we were still hanging out and talking. And I... I kinda miss her now. It's like she's finally gotten over me completely and it's sorta lonely knowing that she doesn't crush on me anymore."
Of course Kurt chooses now to be over Finn! Damn him and getting a boyfriend!
"I'm sure she's just... PMS-ing. Yeah, I'm sure she'll be all over you soon enough!" Rachel told Finn, automatically sitting next to him again on the bed and shimming close to him. "I think she might just be going through something right now."
Finn shrugged. "Still. I never know how I feel about her. One day I really love her and she loves me back, but then something stupid happens and we have to break up or I just can't take her anymore."
Rachel looked down. "And how do you feel about her right now?"
Finn tossed the football vertically, letting it spin a few times before falling back into his hands. "I think I love her. It kinda feels like when she was with Jessie and, you know, I sang 'Jessie's Girl' because I was jealous and wanted her back. Now there isn't even someone to, I don't know, compete with or confront or punch. She's just flying solo and is happy without me... but it hurts that she is so happy without me."
Rachel swallowed the lump in her throat. "Finn, she does still love you. Trust me. And she may look happy, but she still wants you back so much."
Finn looked at her. "Have you guys talked about it?"
She bit her lower lip. "A bit."
Finn nodded, tossing the football again. "So what do you think I should do?"
"Well you said that you love her, so go for it! Tell her how you feel and just lay it all down on the line, take a chance."
"Really?"
The scene Rachel conjured in her mind replayed in her head. "Oh yeah. Just go up to her and show her everything you feel."
They were both silent for a minute, imagining.
"Thanks Kurt," he said with a smooth smile, standing up.
"Anytime," she responded a bit breathlessly as he left.
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That being said, I'm not sure when the next update for this story will be since I won't have time to write any chapters for any story for a while. I'm posting this now because I wasn't sure if I would have time to this weekend and you all can at least have this to chew on while I hurry to write more!
Yes, for those who asked, I am a girl. Everything I have Kurt talk about draws from my period experiances ESPECIALLY from the first time I ever got it.
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