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Beta-ed by: Debraelq
Timeline: Tuesday, Wednesday
-Chapter 35: Vulture / Picking at my Bones-
A throat was cleared behind him. Finn turned around smiling, hoping to see Kurt.
He inwardly sighed. He'd at least hoped for Puck or Quinn.
Anyone but Rachel Berry.
She smiled, sickly sweet, like a lion just before it takes down a gazelle. Or... Rachel just before she eats him.
"Finn."
"Er, Rachel."
"Jacob was going to run a story about the baby. But I have successfully put a halt to his plans." She nodded her head once. Her hands rested on her hips.
"Uh, thank you?" What did she want? He wasn't planning on kissing her again, ever.
"You should stay away from Kurt, you know." Her voice was still soft, but her eyes were hard.
He feigned dumb. "We're friends."
She was circling him now. "Doesn't look like it."
"Really?" Jesus, she was like a vulture. It was slightly disconcerting.
"You know…" Her smile became brighter. "We should go out some time."
He choked on air. "W-what? Where did you get that idea?"
She gave him a hurt look, surprisingly convincing.
"Aren't we friends?"
He shrugged. "Not sure."
She huffed and turned, walking away.
He hoped she had given up, but he still had a big feeling of unease sitting in the bottom of his stomach.
-Breaking the Rules-
The next day Finn wrapped his arms around Kurt's slim waist, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his neck.
"Hey darling," he whispered softly against his skin. He felt Kurt's lithe body shudder underneath him, and he smiled.
"Hello, Finn." His voice was breathy, and Finn felt the smaller body relax almost completely against his.
He released Kurt after pressing another kiss to his jaw line and turned the teen to face him.
"So anyway, I was talking to Quinn about celebrity baby names, and I suggested she call our baby Drizzle, like rain, you know? She thought it was stupid." He pouted slightly.
Kurt tutted. "Well, that's n-not nice is it? I per-personally think that that's just plain ad-adorable."
Finn's brow crinkled. "I thought it sounded like a good idea."
"O-of course. It sounds like a wonderful idea." Kurt swiftly pressed a kiss to the quarterback's lips and let himself give a small smile.
