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What Do You Suppose Would Happen?

Chapter Fifteen

Carole scrubbed the kitchen counter for probably the fiftieth time. She couldn't help it. When she was upset, she cleaned. The bathroom was already spotless, and she had vacuumed all of the floors. She needed to get a grip before she broke down and reorganized all the closets. Most of the stuff was already packed in boxes for when they moved to the Hummel home.

Of course she could just unpack them now. What had she done? Although it was mostly Burt's fault, she knew what a hothead he was, especially when it came to his son. She hadn't behaved much better, but her son was involved, too.

Carole took a deep breath. Burt would be fine. He would calm down and realize what an ass he's being and beg for forgiveness. At least she hoped he would. If he didn't change his mind, maybe they shouldn't be together. She shook her head at her thoughts. She couldn't think like that. All her life she had been optimistic. What choice did she have? She raised a son single-handedly and had to be two parents for him. There was no room for pessimism or doubt. Besides Burt was an adult. He would have to deal with this in his own way. The boys were different. She couldn't imagine how hard this was for them.

Kurt had gone through so much with his dad. They were very close. This would be difficult for him. And what about Finn? At least Kurt had known he was gay for a while. Finn must have been struggling with these feelings for a while. He'd kept it from her. She wasn't really mad about that. Maybe a little hurt. He usually confided in her… well most of the time because he had difficulty keeping secrets.

Still, her son needed her. That was what she was going to focus on.

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"Ow, Finn," Kurt said as he tried to move. "Wait…my neck has a kink in it."

They were currently trying to have sex in the car, but it didn't seem to be going well. They had started in the front, but the gear shift kept sticking Kurt in the side. They moved to the back, but so far it wasn't working, and Finn was getting frustrated.

"But…Kurt… please…I'm… so… close…"

"But I'm not," Kurt said irritably. "Get off me, Finn. At least for a few minutes," he added at his boyfriend's hurt look.

"Sorry, Kurt," he mumbled as he sat back on seat. They had barely even gotten undressed. Finn wasn't sure why he gotten so hard so quickly. Maybe it was remembering last night, and how Kurt had topped him. He really liked it when his boyfriend took control. Although right now, it wasn't that great. Kurt was glaring at him.

"Maybe this was a bad idea," Finn said.

"I think car sex is better in theory, but not so great in practice. It doesn't help that you're so big, Finn."

"Thanks, Kurt."

"I mean because you're so tall. There's no room to even move around."

"Sorry…"

"No, Finn," Kurt said. "I'm sorry. I guess I'm just worried about my dad."

"I know. Come over here… I'll just hold you. We don't have to do anything."

Kurt smiled at him as he finished putting on his shirt and leaned back against Finn. He moved a little trying to get comfortable.

"Kurt… stop," Finn said trying to control his hormonal teenage body.

His boyfriend gasped lightly. "I cannot believe you, Finn," he said. "We barely even got started."

"I know. I can't help it. Last night was amazing, Kurt, and I keep thinking about it. Does that make me a jerk?"

"Of course not." Kurt leaned back against his chest. Finn wrapped his arms around him, resting his cheek on the top of Kurt's head. "But it is distracting, Finn."

"Sorry…"

Kurt turned his head so he could kiss Finn. "Distracting is good. It makes me want to try again."

"Really?"

And then Kurt's hand was between them, rubbing against his erection. "Really," he said. "I think it works better if you're stationary."

"You mean like paper?" Finn said between groans.

Kurt chuckled. "Never mind, sweetie," he said. His hands quickly undid Finn's jeans, and released him from his confines.

As his boyfriend leaned forward, Finn realized what he was going to do. He tried to protest. After all he was supposed to be making Kurt feel better not the other way around. Unfortunately his mind was overridden by his body. Could he help it if Kurt's mouth felt way too good wrapped around his cock?

Suddenly his phone started to ring. As Kurt pulled away from him, his problem started to disappear. He knew it was his mom calling. His phone was currently squeaking… "Answer your phone, it's your mother."

Kurt sat up. "I hate that ringtone, Finn."

"I like to know who it is, okay? And this way I don't have to try and remember the ringtones," he said before answering the phone. "Mom?"

"Finn," she said. "Are you and Kurt okay? I talked to Burt."

"He told you? About us?" Finn was nervous. He didn't even think of the fact that Kurt's dad would tell his mom. Kurt was watching him nervously.

"Yes, Finn. He told me."

"Are you mad?"

"Of course not, honey. I wish you would have told me, but I understand why you didn't."

Kurt motioned for him to give him the phone.

"Kurt wants to talk to you, Mom." As Finn handed Kurt the phone, he leaned in closer so he could also hear.

"Hey, Carole."

"Kurt, honey. Are you doing okay?"

"Yes, but my dad was really upset."

Finn could hear the sadness in Kurt's voice, and he pulled him closer.

"I know, honey. He was upset when I left, but I think he'll come around."

"So you aren't with him…"

"No."

Kurt and Finn looked at each other. There was something in her voice. "What happened, Carole? What aren't you telling us?"

They could hear her sigh. "You know your dad, Kurt. He sometimes flies off the handle. I probably didn't help matters,"

"Carole, just tell me please?"

"He said we shouldn't move in together, and it made me angry… so I said we shouldn't be together at all."

"Mom, I'm so sorry," Finn said into the phone.

"This is exactly why we didn't tell you guys," Kurt whispered. Finn could see the tears in his eyes. "You are really good for him, Carole. I don't want you guys to break up."

"It's going to be fine, Kurt. Your dad will come around. In the meantime, why don't you boys come over here?"

"That's a good idea, Mom. Kurt?" He looked hopefully at his boyfriend. Not that he didn't like being alone with Kurt, he was just worried about his mom.

"I'm sorry, Carole… Finn… But I can't do that."

"Why not, Kurt?" Carole's voice sounded concerned.

"Because I've had enough. I know my dad was hurt by this, but that doesn't excuse his behavior."

"What are you going to do?" Finn asked.

"I'm going home… and this time he's going to listen to what I have to say.