Authors Note: Just a heads up that something has come up and so I'm going to be in hospital for a week so not sure when I'll get a chance to update next. On that note I couldn't bring myself to deal with the more angsty chapter so instead here's a more fluffy one.
Chapter 29
"WHAT are you doing?" Kurt demanded, entering the basement the next afternoon.
"Um...packing?" Finn answered unsurely.
"You haven't- you're not-" Kurt stammered. "Get out" he settled on finally. "I can sort this out quicker without you here" he explained looking at the mess that was Finn's bed at one time.
A couple of minutes after Finn went the basement door opened again. "So...why have you kicked Finn out of his room?" Sam asked, coming down the stairs.
"LOOK at it, the removal people are coming TOMORROW" Kurt said, frantically gesturing at Finn's bed.
"Ah, yeah that would explain it"
"I hope I don't have too hassle you to pack as well"
"Just finished actually" Sam assured him. "I think I have more stuff here than at my parents now you know?"
"Wow that's...cool AND depressing at the same time really"
"Tell me about it. Anyway speaking of parents, where are yours?"
"Upstairs last time I checked" Kurt answered casually. "Why?"
"Well I was just thinking...you know they're upstairs, Finn is sulking, we could always just..."
"I like the way you think..." Kurt started, brushing his lips against Sam's. "After I've sorted this mess out"
"Spoilsport" Sam groaned as Kurt moved away.
"Yep. You know if you help I'll be done quicker?"
"You make a good point" Sam commented, grabbing a cardboard box.
"Finn how are you boys doing with packing?" Carole asked.
"Kurt's doing it and Sam's finished his" Finn told her from where he was watching tv.
"I'll just see how he's getting on seeing as his brother is sitting here doing nothing then!"
"Hey he didn't want me to help, said he could do it quicker without me" Finn objected. "But I...wouldn't go down there if I were you"
"Why not?" Carole asked suspiciously.
"Sam's down there" Finn offered by way of explanation. "It would just be awkward for all three of you, trust me on that" he added.
"I thought Kurt was packing?"
"He is...but mom he's gay but he's still a guy. Who has his boyfriend down there. In a room with beds. Do I really need to explain this?"
"They better not be having sex down there" Carole said worriedly.
"MOM!" Finn exclaimed. "That's my brother and best friend there! Besides Kurt's like Rachel, he'll probably wait until he's 25 or something, definitely somewhere more classy than somewhere they can be walked in on- do you not know him at all? They're just making out! God!" Finn finished distraught, going to stomp upstairs.
"Where are you going?" Carole asked.
"Shower, and to try to scrub that image out of my brain!"
"I'll give them five minutes" Carole said to herself.
"Mmm we really should finish packing" Kurt breathed as Sam sucked on his neck. "If you could NOT give me an obvious hickey that would be great" he added getting an incoherent mumble from the blond in reply.
"Boys" Carole said, loudly announcing herself from the doorway before she descended the stairs.
Kurt and Sam hurriedly sat up, rearranging their clothing before she got down the stairs.
"Hey Carole" Kurt said, in what was meant to be a casual tone but came out breathless.
"I just wanted to see how your packing was going?" Carole said questioningly, fighting not to grin at the obviousness.
"My stuff is all done" Kurt told her. "Finn's...is half done I just...got distracted" he trailed off, elbowing Sam slyly.
"Right, well let us know when you're done, Burt wants all the boxes upstairs ready to go" Carole told them, going to leave. "Oh and Kurt? You might want to change into a higher necked top"
Kurt threw a pillow at Sam as the door closed. "This is all your fault" Kurt chastised as he went to the mirror to examine his neck.
"...at least you won't have to cover it for school?" Sam offered, moving to stand behind Kurt.
"I should probably hide it from my dad though, unless you feel the need to have him talk about the fact he has a gun again?"
"I think I'm ok. But it's ok because you look good in scarves"
"You would say I looked good in anything if it meant making out" Kurt told him pointedly.
"Hey I just always think you look good. But you make me sound so shallow...it hurts" Sam said, clutching his heart.
"I'm sure you'll get over it" Kurt said lightly, turning to face him. "Come on we have packing to do seeing as you made us stop earlier"
"It's not my fault you're so easily distracted" Sam protested.
"Well it's your fault that you're so...distracting"
"If you say so"
A few minutes later Sam looked up from the box he was packing. "Why are we moving anyway? I thought everything was cool with you and Finn now?"
"It is but it will be nice to have our own space. Hopefully it'll mean less of us walking in on each other"
"Well that's always a good thing, of course I could always have switched rooms with Finn to solve that problem"
"Yeah I'd have loved to see my dad's face if you suggested that!" Kurt said deadpan. "Besides...we moved here just before my mom got sick, I was about eight I think. So to dad, this will always be his and mom's house – he and Carole deserve a new one, a fresh start"
"And you?" Sam asked, concern filling his tone at the realisation of the memories Kurt was leaving behind with this house.
"Well I have a greater appreciation for how Finn felt last year" Kurt started.
"Kurt-"
"I'm fine" Kurt told him. "It's been five years, we're a new family now. And I have enough memories of my mom to take with me. I'll be fine"
"If you're sure..." Sam said, biting his lip.
"I am. But thank you" Kurt smiled gently.
When they arrived at the new house the next morning Kurt ran straight up the stairs to get the first pick of the rooms.
"Yeah don't worry we've got the boxes" Finn called after him.
"Good seeing as you didn't pack them it's the least you can do" came the muffled reply.
"That's so unfair" Finn pouted. "He said I couldn't help" he complained petulantly to Sam.
"I know I know" Sam said consolingly. "Look how quickly you two started acting like brothers" he added under his breath.
"I have a double bed" Kurt called down to Sam, appearing at the top of the stairs and hanging over the banister.
Well that's good to know" Sam grinned.
"DUDES!" Finn objected loudly. "I'm RIGHT HERE. Can't anybody see me?"
"Sorry" Kurt said, before disappearing again.
"I think I should just...go and help him unpack" Sam said shiftily before bounding up the stairs.
"That excuse would work better if any of the flaming boxes were upstairs" Finn called after him, shaking his head despairingly and wondering how he should keep Burt busy enough to not notice that they had both disappeared.