I think we might have to face the fact, that I'm the worst writer ever.

Why is that I hear you ask? Wondering, why it took me so long to update? Answer: because I was writing a big part of the 22nd chapter before the 21st. That is not only messed up, but because I wrote it on a note pad, I actually have to type it in a proper document, before I can upload it.

Boo to me for that, but also kind-of-yay because it was fun writing it...

I don't even know :D

thanks to readers and reviewers, reviews make me happy and I like being happy ;]

this is the longest chapter yet, so sorry if it drags :3

„Brotherly love" chapter 21

Blaine was delighted to be invited for dinner and immediately agreed to come over.

Kurt stared at his phone for a few seconds after the end of the conversation. So that was what it felt like to ask his boyfriend to come over for dinner, once again he was disappointed.

So far he had found most things about having a boyfriend disappointing. The only fun part had been the making out and that had had nothing to do with the person involved, the actual act was enjoyable.

It seemed to him that he only found Blaine attractive and appealing when he was around, as soon as he left, his feelings cooled down. Especially when Finn was around to distract him and lately he had been especially distracting.

Finn wouldn't be around for dinner though, so he'd give Blaine another chance to sweep him off his feet and maybe this time the feeling would last.

He went into the bathroom and looked at himself critically in the mirror, his hair was still perfect and he had to agree with Finns half-statement earlier, the vest looked rather hot.

His pants however, were not perfect. He walked into the closet to put on his tightest pair of black skintight jeans.

Just as he put the first foot in the trouser leg, he heard the door of the closet opening. Without stopping to think, Kurt turned around, which wasn't easy with one leg trapped.

In the open door stood Finn, mouth hanging open, staring unashamedly.

Thanks to the underwear line issue, Kurt was once again naked in front of his step-brother and the fact that he was only naked from the waist down did nothing to make him feel less exposed.

''Could you turn around please?" he asked as kindly as he could, which was still threatening enough to make Finn obey at once.

He turned around and Kurt continued the struggle of squeezing into his pants.

''Déjà-vu, huh?" came Finns voice, accompanied by a chuckle.

Kurt was amazed, that he even knew that word, much less how to use it in a sentence.

So amazed, he was at a loss for words and that didn't happen to him very often.

''Uh, yeah" he managed, cringing at the profanity of the statement, but he was talking to Finn for the sake of all things fashionable! It's not like he had a reason to be nervous like a little schoolgirl. Except maybe for the fact that Finn was the only guy who had ever seen him naked. And they had been kissing, even if Finn didn't remember it. Well.

He was relieved, when he finally managed to zip his pants.

''You can turn around again" it was not exactly witty, but whatever.

Finn complied with a smile, a suspiciously bright smile.

''I've been seeing a lot of you lately." he said with a wink. Kurt was impressed, he'd never thought Finn capable of ambiguity. ''And I like it. It's a shame you spend so much time at Dalton, I only really get to spend time with you on the weekends. Shame I made plans to meet the guys, we should totally make plans for next weekend. What do you say?" his smile grew even wider, so much it looked nearly painful. It was slightly scary.

''Yeah, sure.'' and because really, that was no way for Kurt Hummel to answer a question, he added: ''We could go shopping, you're in desperate need of some new clothes..."

Finn only nodded with his bright smile and started picking clothes to wear for the day, since he was still in his pyjamas. He unceremoniously grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, not wasting a seconds thought to whether they would go well together.

Kurt watched him affectionately, it never ceased to amaze him how different Finn was from him and how he was still a great guy.

His train of thoughts derailed as Finn pulled his Pyjama-top over his head and he was faced with Finns bare back.

It was nothing new to him, he had had the occasional view of various parts of Finns bodies in various states of nudity, but never so close that he could have touched them and never after they had kissed. He deemed it best to flee, before his tight pants could get any tighter.

Conveniently the door bell was ringing, giving him the perfect excuse.

Without a word he left.

Finn finished dressing and followed him downstairs, because the most likely visitor was Blaine and he wanted to mess with him a little, before he left for Arties house.

As he descended the stairs he could hear the sickening sound of enthusiastic kissing.

Sure enough Blaine was holding Kurt in a tight embrace and it was a miracle either of them was able to breathe with the ferocity of the kiss.

Finn cleared his throat, to no avail, the kissing continued. If anything it increased in eagerness, but he was sure Blaine was aware of his presence, because he started to let his hands roam around Kurts body, like he wanted to rub it in Finns face that he was Kurts boyfriend.

The only thing that kept Finns spirit up was imagining what dinner would be like and he even managed a weak smile thanks to that thought.

He cleared his throat again, more loudly this time. Kurt startled and tried to pull away from Blaine, who only gripped him tighter. When he finally managed to wind out of Blaines grasp he gave him a stern look, which was requited with an innocent smile.

Still frowning Kurt introduced them. '' I don't think you've been properly introduced, even though you've sort of met. Blaine, this is my step-brother, Finn. Finn, meet my boyfriend, Blaine."

he waved his arm vaguely, it felt weird introducing Blaine as his boyfriend.

Blaine picked up on the use of ''step-brother" instead of ''brother'' at once and frowned for a split second, before he put on his best phony smile and extended a hand to Finn.

''Pleasure to finally meet you. Kurt has told me so much about you. He is so excited to have you as a brother." he was not surprised when Finn gripped his hand and squished it in his own humonguos one. His smile didn't falter one iota and he actually rejoiced at the thought that the cretin resorted to physical violence, 'hit a spot there, did I?' he thought smugly.

'' Yeah, pleasure. Kurt told me about what a great friend you are to him." Finn was no expert when it came to faking emotions, but the grin he gave him seemed almost genuinely amused.

Blaine wasn't worried, after all, why should he be?, but he resolved not to underestimate Finn.

''I can assure you: I'll make sure to be an even better boyfriend." these words wiped the smile of Finns face, but it only took him a few moments to regain his composure and a knowing grin spread across his face.

''Sure dude, do what you have to do" he said, adding 'and I'll do what I have to do to stop you' in his mind.

Kurt, feeling that enough hostilities had been exchanged, interrupted them. He might not have picked up on everything, but it was pretty obvious that his boyfriend and his step-brother wouldn't be best friends any time soon.

''Isn't it time for you to go Finn? You don't want to be late for the marathon" he gave him a pointed look.

Finn met it with a sheepish smile. He had completely forgotten that Kurt was listening and he felt like he had gotten a little carried away.

''You run marathons?" Blaine gaped at him, for once losing his precious composure.

Kurt and Finn looked at each other with similar expressions of confusions and burst into laughter.

Finn shook his head in amusement ''Nope, it's a video-game marathon, Halo and fastfood, till we can't see straight. It's going to be awesome. Anyway, see you later Kurt. Blaine."

He pulled the smaller boy in a hug, winking at Blaine over his shoulder.

Blaines eyebrows were drawn into a dark angry line and if looks could kill, Finn would have dropped dead.

As it was, he simply enjoyed the hug, stretching it a bit longer than was appropriate, yelled a „Goodbye Mum" over to the kitchen and with a last smug smile to Blaine, he left.

After the kiss with Blaine and the hug from Finn, Kurt looked a little dishevelled. Under the cover of taking Blaines jacket to the coat rack, he escaped to the bathroom and fixed his hair.

A look in the mirror told him that his cheeks were red. The only thing he wasn't sure about was whether it was due to the kiss or the hug.

When he returned to the hall, Blaine was gone. In search of him he entered the kitchen and sure enough, there he was.

Chatting with Carole, who was busy putting the finishing touches on the dinner.

''Kurt, how nice of you to join us" said Carole with just a hint of sarcasm.

She had been alone with Blaine for two minutes and already his perfection was starting to get on her nerves. He had offered to help, which was nice, and something Finn would never do, but it was so cliché. 'Boy comes over to meet partners parents and offers to help with dinner', there was sure to be a chapter on that in the guide of etiquette she was sure Blaine had read at some point in his life.

It wasn't that she didn't like Blaine, he seemed nice enough, but ever since she had found out about Finns interest in Kurt, and more importantly of his split with Rachel, she couldn't help wondering if Finn would make a good boyfriend for Kurt.

As it seemed that Kurt preferred Blaine, she had vowed to give him a fair chance and this dinner was his opportunity to win her over, if he failed to do that she would support Finn.

''I was just putting away Blaines coat" Kurt defended himself. ''Now, let me formally introduce you: Carole, this is Blaine, my boyfriend. Blaine, this is Carole, my step-mother."

Carole quickly dried her hands on a towel and extended one for Blaine to shake. She was wearing medical gloves, so her hands wouldn't turn red from the beetroot she was using for dinner and because of what Finn had told her earlier.

He raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.

''Will you set the table, please?" she asked them, pretending not to notice his frown. Had she done something wrong? According to Finn there shouldn't be a problem. She was wearing gloves after all.

''Of course Mrs Hummel" the way Blaine smiled at those words kind of creeped her out, but she owed it Kurt to be open-minded, she would not judge him. Yet.

They set the table. Blaine disappeared for a few minutes and returned, carrying a bouquet of flowers, that he had left in the car. Caroles face softened.

He was such a gentleman and the flowers were truly beautiful, maybe he wasn't so bad after all.

The flowers were placed in a vase on the table and dinner was served.

They sat down to eat and the mood was relaxed, the conversation flowing and the food was delicious.

Even Kurt, always conscious of the calories, indulged in the meal.

All was going well and Carole started to forget about the thing Finn had told her.

She had taken of the gloves and thrown them away.

When Blaine asked for the salt she didn't think twice and handed it to him. Their fingers brushed and before he had a chance to grip the salt shaker, she dropped it with a shriek and pulled her hand back, terrified.

Kurt and Blaine both looked at her, completely clueless what had just happened.

She had started shaking and her voice was faint when she started speaking, like she was going to have a nervous-breakdown any second '' I am so sorry. So very sorry, believe me, it was not my intention to touch you. Not at all. I know about your situation and I really didn't want this to happen. Please don't be offended." she covered her face in her hands and the last words were muffled.

Blaine and Kurt looked at each other, none the wiser for all the words she had used.

''Was it something I said?" Blaine mouthed to Kurt, who shook his head.

He had no idea what was going on, but things were not going too well and he would get to the bottom of it.

Kurt got up and walked over to Carole, he hesitated for a second and then put an arm around her shoulder to comfort her. He wasn't sure if that was the proper way to react to ones step-mother breaking down sobbing, but he couldn't think of anything better.

Carole looked up at him through tears and pulled him into a hug.

He rubbed her back in soothing circles and cooed mindless phrases like ''it's allright. It'll be fine. Don't worry."

It took her a few minutes to calm down. Occasionally Kurt glanced over to Blaine, who exuded confusion. His boyfriend raised both hands in a gesture that indicated he had no idea what he had done and mouthed ''what is wrong with her?"

Kurt let go of her and put his hands on her shoulders.

''Carole, you need to tell us what's wrong."

She took a couple of deep breaths and broke out in another wave of apologies.

''I'm so sorry Blaine. I know this must have been terrible for you. Sorry." she was close to tearing up again, but when he just looked at her blankly she deemed it necessary to elaborate.

''Finn told me, about, you know, the thing." the last word was just a whisper.

''Excuse me?" Even if he had heard right, he had no idea what that woman was talking about.

And what on gods green earth did Finn have to do with this?

''He told me about your problem. The Gynophobia coupled with Aphephobia." she struggled a little with the difficult words, but she was met only with silence.

Blaine wanted to shake her, at the odd chance that that would make her come to her senses, but that was sadly not an option. What would Kurt think of him?

''Sorry Mrs Hummel, but I have no idea what you're talking about. Would you care to explain?" he asked with an encouraging smile, adding 'why you break down sobbing in the middle of the meal like a nut case' in his mind.

Carole was blushing violently, something was definitely wrong. Blaine didn't seem perturbed in the slightest and she was freaking out over nothing. But it couldn't be nothing, right?

After all, Finn had told her...

Her son Finn, the one who would do anything to sabotage Kurts relationship with Blaine. Oh dear.

But she had to make sure, so she carefully explained.

''Finn told me earlier today that you are suffering from a mixture of Gynophobia and Aphephobia.

Fear of women and Fear of touching, merged into a Fear of being touched by women.

He said it was one of the main reasons why you were gay, because the thought of being touched by a woman made you physically sick. That's why I was wearing gloves earlier, when we were shaking hands, so you wouldn't have to touch me..." she trailed off, looking sheepish in a way that reminded Kurt very much of Finn.

He had been listening with growing amusement and burst out laughing when she finished.

Once again he had underestimated Finn, it was amazing what he was capable of.

You would never expect such a prank from him when you looked at his somewhat dopey face.

He was also glad there was nothing seriously wrong with Carole, he'd been worried about her strange behaviour and now the tension was gone he felt ridiculously light and cheerful.

Still laughing he turned to Blaine and his expression froze.

Blaine was positively seething with rage, his eyebrows were so closely knit together they formed a unibrow and his jaw was working, he was probably gnashing his teeth.

Carole had spotted it too and felt even worse. She would have to have a word with Finn when he came home, a serious one.

''I can assure you Mrs Hummel, that I do not suffer from any such condition. It rather seems to me, like Finn was trying to 'take the mickey'. Ha ha. How very funny of him." his voice all but shook with rage and even though he tried to smile, he failed spectacularly.

And that way saying something, seeing as he was usually in control of his emotions 24/7.

An awkward silence arose, with Carole being torn between wishing for the floor to open up and swallow her and the wish to slap her son, with Blaine trying to keep it together, despite his urge to break something and Kurt just looking from one to the other in apprehension.

Finally he cleared his throat and in an attempt to pour oil on troubled water he started speaking ''That is so Finn, you never know what he's up to. I never knew he was such a joker. I was rather funny, wasn't it? Hehe" he ended in a nervous laughter that seemed to flee into the furthest corner of the room after it had escaped his lips. Suddenly the temperature in the room seemed to drop by 20 degrees.

''Glad to see it amused you." Blaines words were betrayed by his expression, he was obviously not glad at all.

Even Carole seemed disapproving. ''He really shouldn't have done that. And don't tell him you found this funny, it'll only encourage him. He'll be in a lot of trouble when he comes home later. In fact, I think I might tell him to come home early and ground him for the rest of the day."

Blaine perked up at that. So not only had Finn ruined Sunday dinner, he would also get to come home and spend more time with Kurt? That was not a punishment, it was a reward. Did Carole support Finn? That would be a major disadvantage. He had to win her over, no matter the cost.

''That's really not necessary Mrs Hummel, let him enjoy this day. Then you can ground him for the rest of eternity" the look she gave him at thatwarned him to work on his sarcasm, she clearly thought he was serious and did not approve.

''I was just kidding" he added quicly, to which she raised her eyebrows in disbelief, but pretended to go along with it. ''Sure. So, Mr Anderson, I heard you're the lead singer of the Warblers?"

''Call me Blaine, please. And I am indeed..." and with their combined efforts, the conversation got going again.

It wasn't too awkward, except for the odd time when Kurt would start giggling at the thought of Finns masterpiece.

When they had finished dinner, and Carole had declined Blaines offer of helping with the dishes, they excused themselves and left for Kurts room.

Where they turned towards Kurts new favourite past-time activity, making-out.

An undefinable time later, when their shirts had inexplicably gone missing and both their heads of hair defied decription, they were interrupted by the sound of shouting from downstairs.

''Sounds like Finn is back" Blaine sighed contently, he had Kurt in his arms and Finn was in trouble, he didn't mind the way things had turned out at all.

Kurt, who had been running his hands over his back stopped in mid-movement.

''We should probably, you know, get dressed?" he suggested uncertainly.

At Blaines incredulous look he explained ''Seeing as Finn might be sent up to his room. With this being his room. It might not go down too well if he found us in my bed, again."

Blaine didn't exactly approve, but ''Anything for you, Kurt". Even though he got dressed in slow motion, the shouting downstairs continued and there seemed to be no end in sight.

They sat back down on the bed with considerably more space between them than before, all of a sudden they felt a little self-conscious.

''I should probably go" Blaine didn't really want to leave, but he figured there was a good chance Finn would be upset after having his mother shout at him for an extended amount of time and there was no guarantee he wouldn't jump him and beat him up for it.

If he was completely honest, he was a little afraid of Finn. Just because of his size of course, intellectually he was not a match, despite his display today, which had been nearly impressive.

His determination not to underestimate Finn grew.

Kurt was all to willing to see him part and they snuck downstairs, trying not to draw attention to themselves.

They stopped in the hall, the shouting voices came from the kitchen. It was clearly Finn and Carole.

Kurt shuddered, he had to make sure to never evoke Caroles wrath.

He left Blaine alone for a minute, to get his jacket.

When he returned the shouting had ceased and Blaine was looking smug.

''I'll just go and say goodbye to your step-mother, allright?" and so he did.

Carole sat at the kitchen table, with a bowl of ice-cream to cheer her up after alll the shouting.

She looked up tiredly at them and even when Blaine kissed her hand, she didn't manage more than a weak smile.

''Goodbye Mrs Hummel it was a pleasure meeting you. Thanks for the scrumptious meal."

With a last smile he turned around and left the kitchen.

Kurt exchanged a look with Carol. ''Did he just really say 'scrumptious'?" she asked incredulously.

''You heard it too! I thought I must be imagining it." he shook his head.

Carole refrained from commenting on his taste in men, but it was not easy.

He had similar thoughts and shook his head all the way back to the hall, where Blaine waited for him.

After an almost chaste kiss on the lips, considering the ones they had shared earlier, they said their goodbyes and Blaine left.

Kurt went back to his room. Not because he wanted to be alone with Finn or anything, though it was his duty as his step-brother and friend to make sure he was fine, but mostly because Blaine had reminded him of all the homework that was waiting for him.

Finn lay on his bed, arms folded on his chest, sulking.

When he heard the door opening and closing, he lifted his head and when he recognized Kurt, a little hopeful smile spread over his face.

''You're not mad at me, are you?" his brown eyes pleaded for forgiveness, should that be the case.

Kurt tried to look like he was angry, but he couldn't resist Finns puppy eyes for very long and broke down laughing. He had been holding back since Caroles revelation earlier and he became slightly hysterical for a second, but it felt good to be able to let it all out.

Once he had regained his breath, which took him a few minutes, he managed to answer ''No, Finn, I'm not mad at you. Blaine however, he was livid."

Finns smile faltered. ''I know. He said he was impressed I managed to use words longer than 5 letters in a coherent enough sentence to convince my mother that he was suffering from a severe mental illness. He told me exactly where to stick any other supid shenangians I could possibly come up with. Shenangians? Seriously? That guy is weird. No offense."

Kurt refrained from correcting him that it was actually 'shenanigans' and didn't even tell him off for suggesting his boyfriend was weird.

He kind of agreed.

''It was just a harmless joke, wasn't it? No harm done?" Kurt watched Finn closely.

He blushed, but nodded solemnly ''Exactly, just a harmless joke."

And in that moment they both knew it was a lie and it made them both happy.

The ending is kind of crap, I apologize.

I don't even know how this happened, but this chapter is 3-4 times as the shorter chapters and about twice as long as the longest chapter I'd written to this day.

I'm both very pleased I finally finished it and I'm also a little proud.

The next chapter will be rather long too, probably not as long as this one, but still.

Look forward to that.