Hey guys! Here's a bit of drama, but don't worry, there will be more fluffy bits eventually! :)
The next two weeks were rather strange for Kurt. He spent a lot of time with Jesse; they were getting to know each other, and Kurt was starting to realize that he was really falling for the older young man, and the feeling was entirely mutual. They had gone bowling, seen a concert in Dayton and been twice to the movies. They had made out during one of the movies, and Kurt had found the experience mind-blowing.
And to Kurt's absolute delight, Mercedes was beginning to change her mind about Jesse. "The boy can't be that bad, I haven't seen you this happy, like, ever!" The young man was very glad that he could count on his best friend and talk to her about everything he was going through.
Kurt's friendship with Finn, however, was going through a rough patch; he was basically ignoring the taller boy. Even though the latter had tried a couple times to talk things through, Kurt would have none of it. His relationship with Jesse was amazing, and he didn't want Finn to rain on his parade.
It was early afternoon, and Kurt was driving to Jesse's house. He had never seen where the other boy lived, and was pretty curious. Jesse had told him that his parents were "somewhat wealthy", so he wasn't sure what to expect.
When he got there, Kurt whistled in admiration. The house, located in a part of Lima he had never been in, was truly beautiful. It was big and white, with lots of bushes and flowers in the front yard. Kurt parked his car behind Jesse's black Range Rover, and then walked to the bright blue door. A widely smiling Jesse St. James opened to him after he rang the doorbell.
"Welcome, Mr. Hummel."
"You have a lovely home, Mr. St. James" Kurt said as he stepped inside the house.
"Thank you very much."
They were alone; Jesse's parents were in Europe for the summer. The taller teenager gave Kurt the grand tour of the St. James residence. His parents obviously had exquisite taste, Kurt thought as he admired the numerous souvenirs and antiques from all over the world that filled the house. Before long, they ended up in Jesse's bedroom.
The idea of sex had always been both very real and very theoretical for Kurt. It was often on his mind; he was a teenage boy, after all. He had fantasized over men ever since he had discovered his sexuality. But the idea of actually doing it was still pretty scary. It was a very big deal. He had always looked forward to his first time, but now the boy with whom he would potentially share this first experience had a face and a name: Jesse St. James. It had never been more real. Was he ready? He seriously had no idea. It was much too soon in their relationship for his liking, but he wasn't Jesse's first boyfriend, so he didn't want to disappoint him, either. He did want Jesse, of course he did. He was gorgeous, with his thick brown locks, million dollar smile and nicely built body. It just didn't feel totally right… yet.
They sat on Jesse's huge undone bed. The star of Vocal Adrenaline slept in black silk sheets, nothing less. The feel of it was disconcertingly erotic.
"So…" Jesse began, holding Kurt's hand. "There's something I wanted to talk to you about."
Kurt gulped. He suddenly became nervous and strangely excited. "Okay…"
"We've been seeing each other for a few weeks now… and I have enjoyed every minute of it. You're incredible, Kurt. I really enjoy having you in my life…"
Kurt listened with much interest. The conversation was not taking the direction he had expected.
"So I thought we might make our relationship a bit more official… I'd like us to be boyfriends. If you want to."
Kurt was speechless. This had to be the most adorable thing anyone had ever asked him!
"…Kurt? What do you think?"
As an answer, Kurt jumped on Jesse and kissed him passionately. "Yes, Jesse St. James. I will be your boyfriend."
Jesse laughed. "You make me very happy, Kurt Hummel."
"You too, dear." And he meant it. Boyfriends… Kurt liked the sound of it. And he understood that Jesse was old-fashioned; it would still be a while before they made love. They had all the time in the world. For now, the boys simply lay on the bed, kissing and cuddling.
When he got back home, right before dinner, Kurt was greeted by Carole, who was cooking in the kitchen.
"It smells good in here!" Kurt said.
"Thank you, sweetie! You and Finn are always out lately, so I thought I'd cook a real dinner tonight. I'm almost done, could you get the dishes?"
Kurt took off his shoes and helped Carole with the meal. Ten minutes later, right on cue, Finn got up from the basement and Burt came in from the garage. They all sat down in their usual seats, so the boys were facing each other. Kurt kept his eyes on his plate, feeling Finn's gaze on him.
"So, what are you boys up to these days? We barely ever see you!" Burt asked them.
"I just play basket-ball with Mike and Matt, and hang out at Rachel's. I think her dads like me."
"Are you being safe?" Carole asked.
"Mom!" an outraged Finn said.
"Just checking." Carole chuckled.
"What about you, son? Do you spend all that time with Mercedes?" Burt asked.
Finn snorted. Kurt glared at him from across the table. He knew it was a bad idea as he began to speak, but he just couldn't resist.
"Actually, no. I was with my boyfriend."
The adults looked at him like he had grown a second head. Finn frowned. "Oh, so he's your boyfriend now?"
"Yes, Finn!" Kurt answered disdainfully. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"You know I do! I…"
But Finn was suddenly interrupted by Burt. "You have a boyfriend! Why don't I know about that? Who is he?"
"His name is Jesse St. James, Dad."
"Does he go to school with you?"
"No, Dad. He used to go to Carmel High, but he graduated this year."
"WHAT? He's older than you?"
"He's 18, he's not that much older than me."
"Umph. Do you know that boy, Finn? Because you didn't seem so happy that Kurt's seeing him…" Burt asked the other teenager.
Kurt suddenly had cold sweats. If Finn told Burt about the whole Rachel debacle, he would surely forbid Kurt to see Jesse again. He looked at the other boy and silently begged him to keep his mouth shut.
"Uhm… He was in Carmel High's glee club, Vocal Adrenaline. They're the ones who beat us at Regionals."
He didn't say anything more, and looked at Kurt. The emotion was easy to read: reluctant agreement. Kurt relaxed a little, and gave the other boy a grateful smile.
"I'd like to meet this boy. Invite him over soon, okay?" Burt told his son.
"Of course, Dad."
After dinner, Finn and Kurt went straight to their bedroom downstairs. They knew they needed to have a conversation that was already long overdue.
They each sat on their own bed, facing each other. Kurt took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. Hopefully things would remain civil.
"Thank you, Finn, for being discreet about New Direction's history with my boyfriend."
"Dude, are you really in a relationship with Jesse fucking St. James?"
Oh, so that's how it's going to be… Kurt thought, his expression instantly darkening.
"Do NOT insult my boyfriend, Finn Hudson."
"Kurt, this boy is bad news! I knew it the minute I saw him!"
Kurt stood up. "You're just frustrated because he stole your precious girlfriend in the first place, and she went back to good ol' dependable Finn when he got sick of her!"
Kurt knew his words had struck, because Finn looked hurt. But he didn't care. He was on a roll.
"Why didn't you tell my dad, anyway? You would have gotten exactly what you wanted: I would be alone again, more miserable than ever."
"Oh, come on, you know that's not what I want! I just know he will end up hurting you, and I don't want that! I didn't tell Burt because I thought I'd be able to talk some sense into you myself, but it looks like I'm wrong."
"I do NOT need you to 'talk some sense into me', Finn! If anything, you should be happy for me! Happy that for the first time in my life, I truly feel loved by someone who's not my father."
"But we all love you, the whole glee club does! Mercedes loves you! I… love you." Finn looked down, ashamed of this sudden revelation.
Kurt could not believe his ears, could not believe the nerve of the boy. "Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no. Do not even TRY to go there, Finn Hudson! You do NOT love me. You have told me loud and clear when you called me a fag. Jesse treats me with respect, something you have never done ever since I know you. You should just be glad that I don't have a stupid crush on you anymore."
This was simply too much to take for Finn. The tall boy didn't handle arguments very easily, and couldn't hold back the tears that came to his eyes if his life depended on it. "That's not fair."
"Well, guess what, Finn? Life isn't fair. I learned that a long time ago." Kurt then stood up and left the basement.
"I'm going out!" Kurt simply shouted before slamming the front door shut, not waiting for an answer from the adults.