AN: I'm so so sorry of the delay with this! My laptop had a total meltdown, and I have been doing round-the-clock workdays... But here is chapter ten, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Glee does not belong to me... It would be Kinn already if it did.

Glass chapter 10: Conversations

Finn woke up with a feeling of being watched. It couldn't be Kurt because he felt the other teen still in the narrow bed with him, draped over his side. He slowly opened his eyes and saw his mother sitting in the bedside chair.

"Morning darling" Carole spoke softly, as for not wanting to wake up the other sleeping teenager.

"Mom... hi. How long...?"

"I have been here since I got the message that you were woken up. I got here as quickly as I could, but you were already asleep again, and somehow you had managed to persuade Kurt to get some sleep too. You do understand that he hasn't left your side since he himself woke up?"

Finn felt elated and startled at the same time. "Woke up? He was hurt too? But he seemed just fine last evening..."

"He suffered a concussion and a hairline fracture on the back of his skull. But the doctors studied his tests and decided that it's the best to let his head heal by itself, the fracture wasn't that bad and his brain was intact. They are still monitoring him though, just to be sure."

Finn held Kurt tighter, earning him a contented sigh from the smaller teen. "He could have died... "

"But he came through it, and it seems that you will be well too in time honey. I would have been here too, but frankly that tiny boy can be so intimidating... He practically bullied me to go home and get

some sleep and decent food. But he stayed..."

"Mom, aren't you freaked out? I mean... Uh, I mean me and Kurt?" Finn decided to grab the proverbial tiger by it's tail.

"Oh goodness gracious no! Why would you think that? You are my son and I love you no matter what, and this..." Carole gestured towards the bed "isn't even an issue. You can be whatever or whoever you want to be, as long as you are honest with it."

"I am Mom... being honest I mean. I have been thinking of this for a while now. I know I'm a bit dense – Mom please let me finish – but when I think about something hard enough, it usually starts to make sense. I love Kurt Mom, I want to be with him, make him happy."

"Oh honey, then it's all right. I was a bit worried that this would be some kind of stage you are going through, some experimenting, but if you are sure... I don't want you to break his heart. I have known for some time that he feels for you deeply. I just don't want either of you to get hurt. Are you sure he is who you want to be with? Absolutely sure?"

"Mom, let me tell you... Like I said I have been thinking of this. He is the perfect companion for me. He has the perfect fashion sense where I have none. He was there for me when I had hard time with Quinn and the baby, Puck and Rachel. He was always there for me, unconditionally. He can make me laugh with a single expression, and I want to see him smile all the time. I want to make sure he will be happy. And I hope he will be that with me, because just seeing him makes me happy. And his hair smells wonderful and it is so soft to touch..." Finn ended his ramblings by burying his face in Kurt's hair and squeezing him tightly.

"Mhhh... And I will be happy if I can wake up like this every morning." Kurt was waking up too, but as a slow morning person he was half asleep still. "I just want to stay here forever, knowing you are ok..." Kurt buried his head in the crook of Finn's arm, not even noticing that Finn had been talking to someone else in the room.

Carole got something mischievous in her eyes and she leaned in, nearing Kurt's head. "I think I'm going to get some breakfast for you two" and then she quickly pecked a kiss onto foreheads of both teens and left the room before Kurt managed to open his eyes properly.

"Wha.. Who? Carole? Finn, was that you Mom? Did she see us like this? Oh my..." Kurt was suddenly wide awake, roused by the shock.

Finn chuckled and kept a now struggling Kurt closer. "Yeah, it was her. Don't worry, she is ok with this, I mean with us being 'us' you know"

Kurt tensed and stopped his struggle. "Are you still sure of that? Are you sure 'us' is what you want? Have you thought about it? About the things I have been going through all my teen life, and what will happen when you are seen with me as a... couple..." Kurt was looking at Finn now, his blue-green eyes anxious and wary.

Finn locked gazes with the one that he loved, trying to get through to the other teen with the sincerity of his eyes if not his words. "Yes babe, I'm absolutely sure about this. I wouldn't have kissed you in the first place, or sang to you if I wouldn't have been sure. I'm through worrying what other people think of me, I just want to be happy. And when the person that makes me happy is you, I want to be with you. I missed you terribly when you were away, and now that I got you back I'm not letting you go. Kurt, I told my Mom that I love you, and I do."

Kurt's expression swirled from wary to unbelieving and when he heard the declaration Finn had made to his Mom, his eyes lost all the wariness: "oh Finn Hudson, you are such a... I love you too!" And the countertenor pulled himself upwards in the bed and kissed his injured not-quite-stepbrother. Finn took advantage and deepened the kiss immediately. Letting his better hand roam over Kurt's lean body he tried to feel every inch of Kurt he managed to reach. But when he tried to hold Kurt with his both hands, his left arm hurt so badly when he tried to move it that he involuntarily gasped into the kiss. Kurt immediately jumped backwards, almost dropping off the bed.

"Did I hurt you? Oh gosh I did! I'm so sorry Finn! Where does it hurt? Can I help?" Kurt was frantic with worry and guilt.

"Please Kurt don't. This is not your fault. I just tried to lift my left arm and it hurt. Don't worry, I'll be as good as new soon enough, and then I can hug you with both arms. Please calm down and lay down again, Mom told me you were hurt too."

"Oh that, it was nothing. They will keep an eye of me for awhile still but I'm fine. I'm just glad that they didn't shave my head." Kurt dismissed his injuries with a flick of his wrist and sat back on the bed. "But you, you lost a significant amount of blood and you were unconscious for almost a whole week!"

"But I'm awake now, and besides the pain I'm feeling all right. What happened to..." Finn didn't want to even say the name.

"That monster, Karofsky?" Kurt almost spat the name. "He is in jail where he belongs, and Coach Sylvester is doing her best to keep him locked up for the rest of his life. She is finally using her intimidating presence and connections to something worthwhile if you ask my opinion." Then Kurt started to laugh, startling Finn completely. "He will be prosecuted by the hardest. It will be going through as a hate crime because of what he knew I am and what we were doing when he attacked. And he will be sentenced as an adult, he is so close of being legal age."

Finn relaxed, knowing that there was one threat less. "I want him to suffer. Not just because of this thing, but for all of the things he did to you, threatening to kill you... Could you please come back here and give me a hug now?" Finn tried his puppy eyes -look and apparently it worked. The lean boy eased himself back to Finn's side and draped himself over the burly teen, carefully avoiding the bandages. Kurt rested his head on Finn's shoulder, gradually relaxing too. "I think I could have a nap before your Mom gets back." He yawned and closed his eyes.

Finn held his boyfriend. "Yes, he is my boyfriend" he thought and sighed. He felt content and in peace.