Title: Caligo Nox Noctis
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: R overall
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt overall; some minor Blaine/Kurt
Chapter: 13/?
Word Count: 3460
Spoilers: Let's say everything to be safe :)
Summary/Warnings: (Vampire!Kurt, so completely AU) The good news about all of this is that there's a cure. The bad news, of course, is what the cure actually is.
Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own these characters, no matter how sad that makes me. I do, however, promise to return them when I'm done with them. :)
Caligo Nox Noctis
Chapter Thirteen
"Dude, you look like you're freakin'. Talk to me," Puck drops down beside him at lunch and Finn shakes his head before looking at Puck and stammering for a while. "Hey, it's cool, whatever it is. I told you, everything's fair game with us. Least I can do after everything, right?"
"Yeah. Right. Um…"
"You and Hummel did the nasty, didn't you?"
"Aw, dude! No way!" Finn nearly shouts, and he gets a few strange looks before everyone goes back to their own conversations. "Anyway, no. Sex is like…a big deal to Kurt, okay? I don't think he'd go that far with anybody he isn't going to spend his life with," he admits.
"So, what's the big deal? What did you do?"
"We…um…well, I woke up…you know…"
"Yeah, dude, I get that. So you rubbed one out, and then?" Puck looks half-expectant and half-afraid, and Finn can't blame him but he did offer so he's not getting out of it now.
"Well, I thought I'd help him out, y'know? Just through his clothes, like, but he asked me, and…"
"So you touched him," Puck surmises.
"Yeah. Barely, though," Finn adds, as if that will make it better, and Puck shakes his head and claps him on the back.
"Dude, I don't think any less of you. I mean, I'm not really down with that, but Hummel's kinda hot if you get past the whole guy-thing, right?" he purses his lips and shrugs.
"Yeah," Finn admits. "Wait, did you just say that you think Kurt's hot?"
"For a dude, yeah," Puck shrugs. "It's…hey, Sam!"
"Yeah, man?" Sam comes over and plops down beside Puck.
"Answer honestly: do you think Hummel's hot?"
"For a guy? Totally," Sam grins at Finn and Finn gives him a weak smile in return. "You're super lucky, Finn, because if I was gay I'd totally go for that."
"What are we talking about?" Santana seats herself beside Finn and Finn wonders absently how she always manages to show up right in the middle of a sex conversation.
"Whether Finn's boyfriend is hot," Puck grins as Finn protests the 'boyfriend' comment and Santana rolls her eyes.
"Kurt's fine, okay?" Santana grins at him seductively. "I'd hit that if he'd let me, but I think he's saving himself for you."
"Yeah," Finn nods and agrees with a sigh. "He's…something else."
"Good, now that we've covered that," Santana smirks at him.
"No. No details. We did nothing," Finn stands up and nearly knocks his drink off of the table before snatching it up and nearly running away, cheeks burning. He can hear Santana laughing but he's not going to stop moving.
By the time he gets to the auditorium he realizes that maybe he is being a bit childish and, for as much as Puck and Santana talk about their exploits, what he and Kurt have done really is nothing. He pushes open the door to the theater and enters the space, standing in the silence for a while and just using the time to think.
Thinking, of course, inevitably led him to thoughts of Kurt, which led him to thoughts of Kurt earlier that morning, which led him to thoughts of Kurt naked, laying under him and gasping and moaning and so freaking beautiful that…
Hang on, did he just admit that Kurt was beautiful?
Crap. He's totally falling for him.
And he's still not totally sure if that's a good thing.
000
"He's totally falling for you," Blaine tells him a couple of days later at lunch, back in the other boy's dorm room, and Kurt lays back on the bed and rolls his eyes. "He is, Kurt. You can't tell me that, two months ago, you'd ever have imagined Finn Hudson giving you a hand job and being okay with it."
"He didn't give me a hand job. He barely touched me," Kurt corrects him.
"It's the thought that counts," Blaine shrugs. "Anyway, now that you're back…no creepy Derek-radar alerts lately?"
"Not so far," Kurt admits. "Obviously he's around, but maybe it's only when he's actively looking for me that I get freaked out. It's weird, whatever it is."
"Don't worry about him," Blaine shakes his head. "He can't hurt you with all of us around, remember?"
"Like I said, it's not me I'm worried about," Kurt looks down at the floor. "Maybe I should think about transferring back."
"You know I'd hate that, but…at this point, you being safe is the biggest concern, and you're not safe here anymore. I know your friends at McKinley will be there for you no matter what, and from what you've been saying it sounds like Karofsky's starting to seriously think about who he is and who he wants to be," Blaine sits beside Kurt and pulls one knee up to his chest. "He's not one of those guys who's ever going to come out in high school, but I think if he accepts it for himself he'll stop taking it out on everybody else."
"I can only hope. And he knows that he's got teachers watching his every move now, too, so I'll be surprised if he does anything so radical again," Kurt groans brings a hand up to cover his eyes. "I never thought I'd say that I feel safer around Karofsky than I do around somebody like Derek, but right now that seems to be the case."
"Like I said, whatever makes you the safest is what I'm going to endorse," Blaine lays beside him and puts an arm around his waist. "I know you've never been entirely happy here."
"It's not that," Kurt shakes his head. "I just feel like one of the things that makes me who I am is my individuality, and when that's stifled, I feel so…oppressed. I know it's all part of the anti-bullying thing, but I'd rather walk around in skirts and take that chance than feel like I can't be who I am."
"And I'm the opposite. I've always found safety in the uniform," Blaine shrugs, and Kurt suddenly goes stiff beside him. "Kurt? You okay?"
"Yeah," Kurt replies, but his voice sounds weird; deeper and harsher than usual, and Blaine shifts so he can see the other boy's face. Kurt's eyes are changing colors from their normal blue-green to something rather more sinister, and Blaine gulps and wonders if he needs to leave the room.
"Hey, you…"
He yelps as Kurt flips onto his back, hands tearing at his shirt until it's ripped open and bending down to kiss him harshly, growling the entire time as his nails rake down Blaine's sides.
"Kurt! Kurt, you don't…" he tries to push Kurt off but he doesn't have much luck; Kurt's bigger than him anyway and with the added strength of his vampirism he's darn near impossible to move.
And yes, he's imagined doing this sort of thing with Kurt, but not with this monster that's currently masquerading as Kurt, and he hopes there's enough of his friend left in there to realize what he's doing is wrong and stop it.
Kurt keeps growling and snuffling and kissing him, slowing down a little bit, but when he reaches to shove a hand down Blaine's pants the other boy somehow manages to kick him off, rolling them both onto the floor and trying to aim for the bathroom.
He gets there, eventually, and in between Kurt still trying to grope him and kiss him and tear his clothes off, he finally shoves Kurt into the small room and slams the door, dragging his desk in front of it even as he can hear Kurt snarling and ramming against the wood.
"Oh, God," he whispers shakily, knowing that he probably looks a mess but not caring, and he scrambles for his phone and hopes to God that Finn's left his own on.
"Hey, man! What's…"
"C-can you come out here? Now? We need you," he whispers, and he can hear shuffling before Finn assures him he's on his way.
Blaine slumps against the wall, knees pulled to his chest as he rests his forehead against them, and knows that this has all gotten really serious really fast.
Kurt needs to get back to McKinley, he decides, because at least if Finn is there they'll have a better chance of calming him down, but now…
He staggers to his feet, throwing a coat on over his ruined shirt and checking to make sure Kurt isn't able to break out of the bathroom. He's still ramming the door but it isn't budging, so Blaine decides he can leave him be for a while.
And at least with everybody being in class nobody will wonder why it sounds like he's got a wild animal in his bathroom, and with lunch being over the kitchen should be empty so he can sneak down and grab a knife.
He steals out of the room and locks the door behind him, not noticing the figure of Derek Brown at the end of hall watching him go.
000
Finn's rushing through the Dalton campus, ignoring the strange looks he's getting, and he reads the text Blaine had sent him with directions to the other teen's dorm as he finds the building and tears up the stairs in record time.
He doesn't see anybody on the way in, which is a good thing, and he knocks on Blaine's door cautiously. The other boy opens it in a moment, looking frazzled and wearing a shirt that looks as though a dog's had a go at it, and Finn reaches out to lay a hand on Blaine's shoulder instinctively. "Dude, are you…"
"I'm okay. He didn't hurt me, but…" Blaine brandishes the knife and Finn gulps and holds his wrist out. "It's only been a week, hasn't it?"
"Maybe as time goes on he needs it more often," Finn shrugs.
"It's dangerous to take too much blood too often, though…"
"I'll be fine. I've been fine so far, and it's really not that much," Finn bites his lip and looks away as Blaine presses the blade against his skin, and he pointedly doesn't look until the other boy tells him it's done. He digs in his bag for some bandages he'd grabbed from the nurse's office before leaving McKinley and Blaine helps him wrap his arm, giving him a smile when he's done.
"Thank you. For coming."
"Of course," Finn helps Blaine move the desk away from the door and they open it cautiously. "Oh, God…"
"Kurt! Kurt, babe, c'mon," Blaine heaves Kurt into his arms and puts a hand on his chest. "He's still breathing, but…come on, Kurt, don't do this…"
"Kurt…" Finn drops to his knees. "Hey, man, wake up," he reaches to stroke Kurt's hair back and pulls his hand away. "Crap, he's like ice!"
"We have to wake him up, somehow, but…"
Finn can tell that Blaine's trying to stay rational and calm, but he's close to freaking out. Finn's already way past the 'freaking out' stage, himself, but he puts his hand back on Kurt's forehead and leans close, kissing his icy lips and willing with everything he has for Kurt to wake up.
He pulls back after a while, not feeling Kurt respond, but when he opens his eyes he sees blood-red orbs staring back at him, confused. "Blaine, he's…"
"Here," Blaine shoves the glass at him and Finn shifts Kurt into his arms, tipping his head back and holding the glass up as Kurt gulps at it greedily, once again going limp the second he's finished the blood. "Is he…"
"He'll be fine," Finn sighs in relief. "He did this last time, too."
"Do you want to go home or wait until he wakes up?" Blaine asks softly, and Finn picks Kurt up carefully before heading back into the room.
"Stay, I think. I don't want him to wake up halfway home and freak out," Finn sets Kurt gently down on the bed and sits beside him, running a hand through the other boy's hair and sighing wistfully. "This is getting bad, isn't it?"
"Yes," Blaine admits, sitting down on Kurt's other side. "But what can we do?"
"I dunno, man," Finn shrugs.
"Are you in love with him yet?"
"Maybe? I mean, obviously not, because when I kiss him he doesn't change, but…I care about him way more than I ever cared about Quinn or Rachel, so maybe I've just never been in love. I just…I don't know what else I can do, and he's going to die if I don't do something soon," Finn blinks back tears, not wanting to cry in front of Blaine, but Kurt's so pale and vulnerable at the moment that he doesn't know how long he can pretend.
"He's beautiful, isn't he?" Blaine asks quietly, picking up Kurt's hand and holding it between his own.
"Yeah. Freaking gorgeous," Finn smiles at Blaine and then shakes his head. "You don't mind if we stay for a while?"
"Of course not. As long as you need to," Blaine assures him. "I'll go and grab us something to eat, if you want?"
"That'd be cool. He'll be hungry when he wakes up anyway," Finn nods and watches Blaine leave, hoping that Kurt wakes up soon.
That was far too close a call.
000
Finn checks the clock later on that night, seeing that it's nearly eight, and he knows that he'll have to leave soon whether Kurt's up or not if he wants to make it home at a decent hour.
"Do you want me to keep him here for the night? It's no trouble," Blaine offers, but Finn shakes his head.
"Nah, man. I mean, I appreciate the offer and everything, but I want to keep him close, y'know?"
"I think I do," Blaine nods. "Well, I hope everything…Kurt?"
"Hmm," Kurt blinks at both of them, his eyes back to normal, and looks around in confusion. "Finn?" he coughs. "Wh-what are you…what happened…"
"Besides you trying to strip all of my clothes off me and then passing out in the washroom, not a whole lot," Blaine tells him lightly, trying to turn the situation less serious.
From the look of stark horror on Kurt's face, though, Finn has a feeling he wasn't totally successful in that. "I…I did…"
"I'm fine, Kurt. It's okay."
"No, it's not okay! I keep doing this!" Kurt's obvious attempt to get off the bed only ends with him falling back onto it, and Finn lays a hand on his shoulder to keep him from trying again. "You should just lock me up somewhere. I'm a monster."
"Listen to me, Kurt," Blaine takes his hand and looks at him seriously. "You're not a monster, because that's not you. You're a beautiful person and you'd never force yourself onto anybody like that, okay?"
"I can't believe you. Not after that," Kurt curls onto his side and starts to cry softly, obviously trying to hide it, but Finn pulls him to his chest and lets Kurt sob against his shoulder, not even flinching when Blaine hugs Kurt from behind and rather effectively sandwiches him between them.
"So. This is weird," Finn clears his throat to break the tension and Blaine rolls his eyes.
"I promise I'm not coming onto you, Finn," he has his cheek resting against Kurt's hair and gives Finn a smile.
"Oh, Finn, you're sooo tall…"
"Shut up," Blaine tells him bluntly, turning a little red. "I was drunk."
"You really were, dude."
He can tell Kurt's listening to them talk by the way his crying softens and he decides to address the other boy directly. "Hey, you ready to get home?"
"Mm, is it late?"
"Eight or so."
"We should, then," Kurt tries to get up again and his arms give out so Finn scoops him up and grabs Kurt's bag, heading for the door. "I'm sorry for this, Blaine. I…"
"No, it's nothing," Blaine shrugs and opens the door for them. "Just stay safe, okay?"
"I'll try," Kurt promises as Finn gives Blaine a nod and heads out the door.
000
"So, now what?" Kurt asks once they're in his bed, eyes half-closed and feeling pretty horrible about everything. "If I need blood every week, how long will it be before I need it twice a week? Every day? You can't give me that much without suffering some consequences yourself."
"We'll beat this long before then," Finn promises. "I'm close, Kurt; I know I'm close."
"I think you are, too, but you're not there yet and I can't figure out why," Kurt can feel tears creeping into his eyes again and curses this stupid affliction for making him weirdly emotional.
"Hey, it's okay. It'll be okay," Finn runs a hand through his hair and down his back, tipping his head up and kissing him deeply, and Kurt latches onto him and returns it with as much passion as he can muster. "Just…what's it like? Being in love? Maybe the reason I can't figure it out is because I've never really been in love."
"It's scary," Kurt looks down. "At least, it was for me with you, because it was knowing I didn't have a chance and not caring anyway, and it's seeing all your faults and acknowledging you have them but not caring. It's knowing that you could tell me anything and break my heart and I'd still feel the same," he ends in a whisper, not sure why he's pouring out his heart to Finn but not particularly caring, either.
"Yup, never been like that for me," Finn laughs ruefully. "But I'll work on it, because some of that's definitely true. I mean…yeah," he quits talking as Kurt glares at him.
"I know. I'm flawed," Kurt admits before kissing Finn again, more gently this time. "But I'd rather not hear about them right now."
"Cool," Finn nods. "But seriously, Kurt, do you want to come back to McKinley?"
"At this point I almost think I have to," Kurt pushes himself up so he's level with Finn and looks into his eyes, chocolate brown and full of worry at the moment. "It's just…if that happens again? I was close to dying today, Finn, and we can't take the chance that if the same thing happens you'll be able to make it in time. It's just too far away."
"You know if you want to transfer back we'll have to tell your dad the truth, right?"
"God forbid," Kurt mutters. "But yes, I know. It's a good thing it's almost the weekend; we can think about it more then."
"Okay," Finn agrees. "But you know, if you came back? I'd totally love that. We all miss you, man."
"I know," Kurt nods. "I'll think about it."
"Good," Finn rolls onto his back and pulls Kurt onto his shoulder as Kurt folds against him instinctively, thinking how well they fit together and wondering how he would have gone through life if this had never happened.
He hates the whole situation, obviously, but the fact is that Finn drove two hours and broke several speed limits just to keep him alive, and that has to mean something.
And if this all ends and for whatever reason Finn decides he wants them to stay together, he might actually end up feeling the need to thank the vampire that started it all.
Maybe.
But probably not. There must be an easier way to do this.
He shrugs and makes himself more comfortable, smiling when Finn takes his hand and twines their fingers together. "You really scared me today, Kurt."
"I know."
"I don't think I could handle it if you died," Finn sounds a little choked now, and Kurt has the feeling that pretty soon they're both going to end up crying again.
"I didn't. Can we go to sleep?"
"I love you," Finn suddenly blurts out, and Kurt looks at him surprise. "I mean, maybe I'm not in love with you yet, but I love you. You're super important to me, okay? Today in the bathroom when we thought you were dead, I…I don't think I've ever been that scared."
"I'm sorry for scaring you, then," Kurt hugs Finn a little tighter. "Why do we always have our most meaningful conversations when I'm about to go to sleep?"
"Just the way it works, dude. I take it that's your way of saying you want me to shut up?" he can feel Finn smile against his hair.
"It would be appreciated. You can worry tomorrow," Kurt assures him, and Finn snorts and sighs and doesn't say anything else.
Kurt's exhausted enough that he drops off to sleep almost instantly, hoping that the morning light will give him some answers.
Notes:
1. Have we all recovered from tonight's episode? I thought I'd post this for anybody that needed a Finn/Kurt fix (even though there's a decent amount of Klaine in it anyway..). I just have to say that I know people are being piled on for not shipping Klaine or being told that now their points of view are invalid because Kurt and Blaine have kissed. I'm going to state it right here: I ship multiple people with Kurt, but Finn/Kurt was my first ship and will always be the closest to my heart. Everybody's free to ship who they want with who they want; that's what fandom and fanfiction is for, even if it never happens on the show (although I still hope it will, of course). Glee is, by its very definition, about opening yourself up to joy. Can't we all take heart in that quote and do the same? Sorry. Just needed to get that out there.
2. HOW ON EARTH DID THIS FIC GET 100 REVIEWS! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING! HONESTLY, I LOVE YOU ALL!
3. That's it. Really. Sorry again about the rant.