The Night and Days of Kurt: The Continuation
Author: GleekShip
Spoilers: Takes off from Season 2
Summary: The continuation of the Night and Days of Kurt. This time, the boys learn to deal with a public relationship . . . with a few bumps along the way.
Pairings: Kurt/Noah/Sam
The Night and Days of Kurt: The Continuation
Night #58
NOAH
Noah smiles as he opens his eyes and sees Kurt in his arms. He grins with pride as he buries his face into the back of Kurt's neck.
I'm so glad to have you back. I'm never letting you go again.
Noah closes his eyes again as his brain finally catches up with the second heat source that's connected to his back. He shifts comfortably in Sam's arms and smiles.
Sam was so . . . forceful last night. It's quite a turn on.
Noah covers his laugh by pressing open-mouthed kisses on the back of Kurt's neck, taking deep pride when Kurt lets out a soft moan.
Mine. Forever and always.
He jumps when he hears a crash. He looks up at the basement window to see someone scrambling away.
Hell no . . . not this time.
Noah quickly, but carefully, unwraps himself from the two boys and rushes to the window. He ignores the complaining sounds from his boyfriends as he opens the window and lets the night air rush in and hit his bare chest.
You're not getting away this time.
"Noah." Kurt's voice is full of sleep. "What-"
"That stalker dude is back." Noah growls before hoisting himself up through the window.
"Noah." Sam and Kurt's voice cry out together.
SAM
"Stay here Kurt." Sam says as he jumps out of the bed and glares at the window as it clicks shut behind Noah. "I'm gonna go and make sure that he didn't commit murder."
Kurt struggles to get out of the bed as he nods. "Go. Hold him back if you have to."
Sam nods before racing up the stairs.
I can't believe that this creep is daring to return so soon, especially since Kurt just got out.
Sam growls as he reaches the first landing. The house is silent, the other inhabitants unaware of what's going on.
I don't think I can hold everyone back. I can barely hold myself back from wanting to commit murder.
Sam charges out the front door and slows to a stop. Noah is sitting a few feet away from the figure, his jaw dropped and his body shaking.
"Noah." Sam calls out as he slides to his boyfriends side. "Are you okay? What happened?"
Noah tries to speak, but ends up snapping his jaw shut. He points at the figure.
Sam's eyebrows narrow as he looks to the figure. The hood had come back and revealed . . .
No. Why . . . why would she-
"M-Mercedes." Sam's voice breaks. "What the heck are you doing here?"
"I . . . I wanted to apologize, but I couldn't bring myself." The crying girl looks down at her shivering form.
"Mercedes." Sam's head snaps to the front doorway where Kurt is leaning out with confused and concerned eyes.
"Go wait inside Kurt." Sam orders before turning to Noah. "Come on. We need to go back in."
Noah slowly nods himself out of his daze before his glare is back and set on Mercedes.
"What the-"
"Later Noah." Sam cuts him as they stand up. He looks down at Mercedes. "Come on then. You have some explaining to do."
Mercedes quickly nods and stands up. She doesn't wait for the two boys before she sets off towards the house.
"Sammy." Noah growls as they walk behind Mercedes, each watching her with dark eyes. "She needs to-"
"Let herself explain." Sam says slowly. "We don't know what all she's guilty for. We need to let her come clean." Sam looks to Noah as they step into the house right behind Mercedes. "Just be calm."
Noah reluctantly nods.
"Mercedes." Kurt is standing by his bedroom door now. "What are you doing here? And why . . . why are you dressed in all black? Whatever you're doing . . . it isn't funny."
"I'm your stalker." Mercedes blurts out.
Kurt's eye darken before they flicker over to his boyfriends. "Can you two wait downstairs? I have a feeling that this will be easier if it's just her and me."
KURT
"Explain." It's the first word that either of them had said since they sat down on opposite ends of the couch in the living room.
Mercedes bites her lip. "I . . . I don't know where to begin."
"Then you better find a spot before I get my dad down here to call the police on you." Kurt threatens in the same monotone voice as he glares daggers.
"You're mine." Mercedes suddenly growls. "You were mine to begin with. And now you have these boys and your new friends and I've become something that you only hang out when you feel guilty."
"And that gives you the right to stalk me?" Kurt questions her, ignoring the guilty feeling in his body.
I couldn't have pushed her to do this. I only widened my group of friends. It's hard to spend solo time with every single person.
"Yes it does." Mercedes sneers. "You belong with me. Not these pathetic boys who could care less about you."
Kurt's jaw locks.
I'm not defending our love to you.
"Sam said that you feel guilty." Kurt takes a new approach. "About what?"
The look on Mercedes face drops as she finally looks guilty. "I . . . I made the tape. The one of Puck and Quinn."
Hell no.
Kurt struggles to keep his face smoothed out. "Why?"
"Because they're taking you away from me." Mercedes cries out.
"They're doing nothing but making me happy." Kurt explains.
"That's my job. I was supposed to comfort you after the tape." Mercedes lets out a shaky breath. "You were supposed to come to your best friend." Mercedes sheds a few tears before continuing on in a quiet voice. "The crash was an unexpected opportunity for me. But again, things didn't work out and you went back to your boys."
"Mercedes . . ." Kurt lets out a frustrated sigh. "Why didn't you tell me you were jealous? I've given you dozens of chances. If you wanted Sam, I asked you way back when and you said you were fine. You even helped me after my family got in that wreck. I trusted you then, and you still didn't tell me."
"You're not understanding me Kurt." Mercedes shakes her head before leaning closer to Kurt. "I . . . want you. Romantically."
Kurt's eyes go wide.
Psycho crazy. How did I not see this coming?
"Mercedes . . ." Kurt bites his lip as he looks down to his lap. "We went through this last year. I'm gay." He looks up at her with confused eyes. "There's no chance for a me and you. Ever."
"I've realized that." Mercedes says with a sad smile. "I didn't know whether to apologize or pretend that it never happened."
Kurt gives her a sad smile before a thought pops into his head. "You said that the tape was fake. How did you make it sound like that?"
Mercedes actually smiles as she thinks of it. "That started ages ago. I had Quinn go into Sam's place and wire tap the place with the microphone that Zizes used on us last year." Her voice goes quiet. "I was hoping to get anything I could to destroy you guys. Recording it all helped with the tape. Quinn volunteered to make her own sounds."
Kurt gulps and nods. "Alright then." His eyes meet the only other pair in the room. "Goodbye Mercedes. Stay the hell out of my life if you know what's good for you."
NOAH
Noah rolls his eyes when Kurt finishes telling them about what Mercedes said. "You're too forgiving you know that?"
"Not really." Kurt shrugs. "If she does anything like this again, I'll have to do something about it. And I'll have to talk to Quinn on Monday. She blew her chance."
Noah looks over Kurt and at Sam. "What do you think?"
"I think that we should go back to sleep." Sam gives them a sleepy smile. "I just can't process this now. Can we deal with it in the morning?"
Kurt smiles. "Sure."
Kurt carefully wraps himself around Sam before letting himself relax. Noah makes sure that he's not touching Kurt's cast or holding him to tight before leaning down to press his mouth against Kurt's ear.
"I'm still sorry you know?" He says quietly.
"I know." Kurt whispers back.
"I'm going to keep telling you until you have no more fear." Noah adds on.
"Good." Kurt turns slightly to look at him. "And I'll keep forgiving you because I love you."
Noah smiles before leaning down and giving Kurt a soft kiss.
Sorry this chapter took to long to get up. Today was a long day and I had to make sure to wrap up a few plot points in this chapter. So let me know what you think with a nice long review.