A/N: I know this gets a little angsty. If you've read any of my other stuff then really, why are you surprised by this? Love you guys!
What Do You Suppose Would Happen?
Chapter Fourteen
Finn walked rather quickly to his truck. He was still afraid Burt would change his mind and come after him. Did he own a gun? Or any weapon? Once they were both inside, he turned to his boyfriend.
"Kurt…"
"Just drive, Finn," he said. Kurt sounded so broken… Finn couldn't stand to see him hurting so much.
"Where?"
"I don't care."
Finn knew things were bad; Kurt usually didn't ever want to ride with him. So Finn drove. Every once in awhile he would look over at Kurt. The other boy just stared straight ahead, and Finn wondered if he was just replaying the whole awful scene in his head.
Finn went to the only place he could think of at the moment. It was the park they had gone to once before school. That day seemed so far away now.
"Kurt, I'm sorry," he said once they were parked. He found some napkins in the glove compartment and handed them to Kurt.
"Thanks," he said. "It's not your fault, Finn."
Finn nodded, but he knew it wasn't true. There were things he shouldn't have said… not to Kurt's dad. Sometimes, he just couldn't help it. His mouth would say something before his brain even caught up. He had tried to do the right thing.
"I meant what I said, Kurt," he said softly. "I love you."
Kurt turned toward him then. His eyes were red and puffy, but for the first time since they left the house, he was smiling.
"I love you, too, Finn."
Finn reached over and gently wiped the tears off of Kurt's cheeks. He then pulled him into a sweet kiss. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against Kurt's.
"Is it worth it, Kurt? I know how much your dad means to you."
"Do you think it's worth it?"
Finn realized then that Kurt thought he might be regretting everything.
"It's worth it for me, Kurt. I would do anything for you."
"Even go up against Papa Hummel Bear…" Kurt said with a small laugh.
Finn waited, aware that Kurt hadn't actually answered his question.
"It's worth it, Finn. My dad will just have to understand. I love you and nothing is going to change that."
Finn released the breath he was holding and kissed Kurt again.
"So what are we going to do, Kurt?"
"I don't know… I guess just stay here for awhile. Let my dad cool off."
Finn nodded again. He was fine with that as long as he was able to be with Kurt. As he watched his boyfriend's face, he saw the look of determination return and knew he was thinking about what his dad had said.
"It's just not fair, Finn," Kurt said finally. "I can't believe him! He probably thinks we're having sex right now!"
"That would be crazy… right? I mean we could have sex but…"
"Finn," Kurt said giving him a look. "We're not having sex right now."
"No… I mean, I know. Totally not what I was thinking about."
Kurt gave him a disbelieving look. Okay, so maybe he did think about it but only because Kurt mentioned it first.
"So Kurt…" He didn't really want to bring it up, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. "I thought you said I was your first."
"Really, Finn? Do we have to talk about this now?"
"Yes."
Kurt turned away from him. "I didn't actually have sex with Brittany, Finn. That would be disturbing."
"But you did make out with her…"
"Finn, it was just a few kisses, and it meant nothing."
"But you told me, I was your first…"
"First kiss with a boy, Finn." Kurt smiled at him, but Finn wasn't fooled. He wasn't letting him off the hook.
"Kurt, you said… fist kiss ever, with anyone."
"I know… I'm sorry."
"Why would you say that Kurt if it wasn't true."
"What difference does it make, Finn? It was Brittany. It's not like it was Puck or Matt…someone I would actually want to kiss."
"Wait… you want to kiss Puck… and Matt?" He knew his voice was getting louder, but he couldn't help it. What else had Kurt not told him?
"No, Finn. That came out wrong. I just meant that the kiss didn't mean anything. It's not important."
"It's important to me, Kurt," he said. "And it's not about the kiss. Not really. It's about you lying to me. How can I trust you, Kurt, if you're going to lie to me?"
"Finn," Kurt said sounding really tired. "I didn't lie to you…" At Finn's look, he added, "At least not intentionally. To be honest that day when we first kissed… I was having trouble thinking straight. I forgot about kissing Brittany. I know it sounds hard to believe but kissing Brittany was not memorable at all. I only did it to impress my dad." At Finn's confused looked Kurt explained. "I wanted to be more like my dad, Finn."
"Wait… you're dad wants to kiss Brittany? That's not right."
"No, Finn." Kurt shook his head. "I mean, straight… like my dad… as in not gay, Finn."
"Oh," he said, reaching out to take Kurt's hand. "That's why you were dressed funny... not like yourself." When Kurt nodded, he continued, "I know I didn't help with that situation… with your dad and I getting on so well. At least you don't have to worry about that anymore, Kurt. He hates me now so I don't think he will ever talk to me again. At least not without using the words "kill" and "you" together."
Kurt laughed then.
"Sweetie, you always cheer me up. You know what? This is Dad's problem. He's the one who's going to have to deal with it. We did nothing wrong… except for maybe hiding it… and even then we did it for them."
Finn nodded in agreement. He loved seeing Kurt get fired up like this. He was so passionate about things he believed in and that included Finn. It made him think about the other thing Kurt mentioned before...
"So, Kurt. I think you're right about your dad. We just have to wait for him to cool off. It might be awhile… are you sure you don't want to… you know?"
Kurt laughed then and the smile reached his eyes. That made it all worthwhile, even if they didn't do anything.
"You are absolutely right, Finn," he said. "We're here all alone… Dad's gonna think what he's gonna think. We might as well enjoy our time together."
"Now that's what I'm talking about," Finn said as he pulled Kurt into a passionate kiss.
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Burt fumed as he threw things around the kitchen. He was trying to clean up but all he was doing was making a lot of noise. That was fine. In a way it was satisfying all on its own.
He couldn't believe Kurt and Finn were having sex… in his house! He noticed neither teen denied that. How did he and Carole not see this! And then Kurt disobeyed him. He forbade him to leave. And Kurt did it anyway. Of course, that shouldn't have surprised him. Kurt was very stubborn, and he usually won the arguments. He was very passionate when he believed in something. What was surprising was that Burt used that word in the first place. He prided himself on listening to his son. He never went that far. Most of all because it could not turn out well for him. But he was so angry at the both of them.
He slammed another pan in the sink just as Carole was walking into the room.
"Burt Hummel," she said sternly. "What do you think you are doing?"
He turned toward her, and he knew she could see the pain in his eyes.
"Burt… what's wrong?"
He took his hat off and ran his hand over his forehead. He needed to calm down before talking to her. This involved her son, too, and he had to be careful.
"Did you know… the boys… our boys, well they are … having sex." He watched her intently, but she just looked confused.
"I figured as much…"
"And you didn't tell me?" Now he was mad again. He paced around the room. "Honestly, Carole," he said. "I'm his father. You didn't think I should know?"
"Calm down, Burt," she said sternly. "I didn't know about Kurt, although I'm not that surprised. But remember the baby scare last year? Finn believed the baby was his, so obviously he was having sex."
He stopped and stared at her then. "No, Carole, the boys are having sex… with each other."
"Oh…oh!" she said, sitting down in a chair. "I did not know that."
"So can you see why I am so upset?"
"Yes, I can, Burt," she said. "I mean… I didn't even know my son was gay or bi or whatever they are calling it now. Although there were signs…"
"I'm sorry, Carole," he said regretting his outburst. "This has to be a shock to you. I'm such a jerk…"
"No, Burt, honey," she said putting her hand on his arm. "It's fine. I understand why you're upset. I'll admit, it's going to take some getting used to…"
"No it won't. We're not getting used to it. It ends now."
She stood up angrily. "Burt Hummel! You are not going to stand in their way… " She stopped then and looked at him. "What did you do?"
"I … "
"Burt!"
"I ordered Finn to leave… and I told Kurt he was forbidden to go with him."
"I bet that went over well… so Kurt's with him now."
"Yeah…"
She shook her head. "Burt… what is the big deal?"
"You're kidding right? The boys have been having sex… in my house…"
"Probably in my house…"
"They are probably having sex right now!"
"Oh, Burt…" She tried to calm him down. "They are just kids being kids. They're both sixteen."
"I know! I remember what it was like to be sixteen and a boy. The only thing that stopped me was the fact that most girls wouldn't just have sex with you whenever you wanted it. They don't have to worry about that!"
"You're thinking about this the wrong way, Burt. Of all the boys out there in the world that Kurt could be having sex with…" He felt a little sick at her words. All those boys and his innocent son. Maybe not so innocent now. "I'm just saying, Finn won't hurt him. He will take care of him… not that Kurt needs taken care of. But they will be good to each other. Isn't that the best we can hope for? And it's not like either of them can get pregnant."
"It's disrespectful!"
"And you're just as stubborn as Kurt."
"Carole, we were going to move in together. How can we do that now, with the boys together?"
"It'll be fine, Burt," she said softly.
"I can't believe how you're just accepting this…"
"And I can't believe you're not!" she said.
They were both yelling now, and Burt knew he should just walk away but he couldn't. This was his son!
"Well, I'm not going to put up with it, Carole."
"You can't keep them from each other, Burt," she said. "And I can't believe you would even try."
"Maybe not," he said slamming his fist down in frustration. "Maybe I can't stop what they're doing… but I can stop what we're doing."
"Burt… no," she said and he could see the tears in her eyes. He almost broke down then. But he couldn't. It was his job to protect his son. Why couldn't she see that?
"I'm not saying I don't want us to be together," he explained. "But we are not moving in together."
He gave her the stubborn Hummel look, and to his surprise she returned it tenfold.
"Then maybe we shouldn't be together at all."
And with that she picked up her purse and walked out the door. Burt could feel himself breaking down as he wiped tears away. How was it that in the span of an hour he lost not only his son but the best thing that happened to him since Kurt's mom had died.
And what was he going to do now?