A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for tuning in. ;) Did anyone one else squeal when Burt mentioned Brokeback Mountain during BIOTA? Anyway, I appreciate your patience with me. I know I've left you hanging. I did want to mention that there will be one more chapter of this story. We have to see how the Glee Club reacts. Right?
What Do You Suppose Would Happen
Chapter Sixteen
Even though it was early afternoon, the house was dark when Kurt returned home. He was grateful that Finn went to talk to his mom. This was a conversation he wanted to have alone with his dad.
The shadows in the room spread into the corners casting a gloom throughout. Combined with the silence, it caused Kurt's pulse to speed up.
"Dad?" he called moving from room to room, his chest tightening. The house appeared to be empty and Kurt was concerned. His dad wasn't young anymore, and he didn't take very good care of himself. What if he couldn't answer him? What if he was lying on the floor somewhere? He had been so upset when they left.
Kurt became more diligent in his search. As he started again in the living room, a noise caught his attention. His eyes had finally adjusted to the dimness, and now he could make out the figure on the couch.
"Dad?" he repeated. His dad was staring at the TV, even though it wasn't on. He looked like he was in a trance. Kurt moved closer and touched his shoulder. "Dad…"
His dad turned toward him; his face was blotchy and his eyes red. "Kurt," he said as he stood up and wiped at the unshed tears.
"Are you okay?"
Instead of answering he took a shaky breath and asked his own question. "Where's Finn?"
Kurt wasn't sure what surprised him more… that he asked about Finn or that he did it without any malice in his tone. "He went home. Carole called. She told us what happened…"
As his dad started crying in earnest, tears pouring down his face, Kurt didn't know what to do. He'd seen his dad upset many times, but he'd only seen him actually cry once before. That was when Kurt's mom had died. He realized then that this was not about Finn. It was about Carole.
"I screwed up," he mumbled.
"Dad, it's going to be okay. Carole loves you." Kurt pulled him into a hug. He had been so mad at his dad before, but now he just wanted to make him feel better.
After a moment, his dad pulled away. "I just can't stand the thought of losing her," he whispered.
"I know, Dad. I know."
His dad really looked at him then, as if remembering how this whole thing started.
"I realize I'm only sixteen and I haven't really lived yet. And you may not think that what Finn and I have is serious. But it feels serious, Dad. It feels that way to me. I love him."
"Kurt…"
"No, please let me finish."
His dad nodded as he rubbed the back of his neck wearily.
"So when you tell me I can't be with him… when you dismiss my feelings as if they aren't important. It hurts Dad." He hesitated, trying to find the right words. "The thought of being without Finn is devastating to me, and I can't do it. I won't do it." He felt drained after this admission, but he hoped his dad, in his emotional state, would understand. Even if he didn't, Kurt was not about to back down now.
His dad sighed heavily. "I may have… overreacted."
"You think?"
He ignored Kurt's sarcasm. "I've thought about it… and I think I'm okay with you and Finn but we have to have some ground rules."
Kurt resisted the urge to argue. He would worry about the so called 'ground rules' later. Right now he was just happy his dad was accepting their relationship. He had the insane impulse to do a fist pump in the air, but luckily he was able to resist that impulse as well.
"Thanks, Dad," he said giving his dad another hug. "I also appreciate the fact that you didn't tear the town apart looking for us. I think we all needed time to cool off."
"I'm just glad you're home… but…"
Kurt looked up at him. "But what?"
"I guess I need to call off that APB…" he said with a small smile.
"Dad!" Kurt smacked him playfully on the arm. "Please tell me you didn't really call the police."
His dad chuckled. "If it had been any other boy you were with, I probably would have. Honestly though, I know Finn wouldn't hurt you… I think a lot of him. Finn's a good guy."
"You should tell him that. Or better yet, tell Carole."
His dad groaned. "She's never going to forgive me for being such a jerk."
"I'm sure she's used to it by now." Kurt smiled to take the sting out of the words. "Now let's go get this thing straightened out. You can talk to Carole, and I'll spend time with my boyfriend."
"Alright," his dad said as he grabbed his coat.
"Before we go … I have something I want to say…"
"What else is new?" his dad said rolling his eyes.
Kurt ignored his sarcastic tone. "I want you to challenge how you think about things, Dad," he continued. "If I was straight, and Carole had a daughter… let's just call her Finnessa…"
"Go on…" He narrowed his eyes, probably wondering where this was going.
"And we were in this exact situation… who would you blame?" He held up his hand as his dad started to say something. "I don't need you to answer. I just want you to think about it. Because honestly, Dad, there is no victim here. Finn and I are equals. We both wanted this and one didn't take advantage of the other. In fact, Finn and I take turns being 'the girl' in the relationship."
"Kurt, I did not want to know that." He closed his eyes as if that could block out the unsettling thoughts.
"I mean we each take turns being nurturing … what did you think? Geesh, Dad. Get your mind out of the gutter." Kurt smiled cheekily at his dad, as the older Hummel shook his head. "Ready to go? Let's go get our family back together."
"Sure thing, kid."
As his dad led the way out to his truck, Kurt felt lighter than he had in days, and he couldn't help skipping along behind him. He was sure Carole would forgive his dad. And they would all be happy together.
They were settled into the vehicle when his dad gave him a questioning look.
"Finnessa, huh?"
Kurt smiled at his dad as he buckled his seatbelt. "Yup… and he likes it."
~#~#~#~
As soon as they entered the Hudson abode, Kurt whisked his boyfriend away for some much needed alone time.
Finn seemed a little nervous. They were in his closet-like bedroom, and he was standing stiffly next to the TV.
"Isn't your dad going to come up here and kick my ass?"
Kurt just smiled. "Nope," he said. "He's currently more worried about your mom not accepting his apology."
"Wow, that's amazing. You must have really gotten through to him."
"Well, while I would like to take the credit… I don't think it was anything I said… although if he starts calling you Finnessa… just go with it."
"Huh?"
The boy was just so adorable Kurt couldn't resist grabbing his wrist and pulling him closer. "I've been here for almost ten minutes, Finn and you have yet to kiss me. What are you going to do about that?"
"But your dad…"
"Fine, I guess I'll have to do all the work…" He wrapped his arms around Finn's neck and pulled him closer. He smiled mischievously before kissing Finn softly. "Don't you want to kiss me?" he asked as his lips touched Finn's once again. The kisses were feather light as he teased the other boy.
"Kurt," he groaned. "You have to stop. Our parents are downstairs… and this room's bringing back memories."
"Sorry, sweetie. It's your cowboy wallpaper," he said. "It gets me hot."
Finn pushed him away, not unkindly. "I need some space, Kurt… and don't talk about cowboys, okay?"
"Fine…" Kurt sat on the bed, biting his bottom lip as he leaned back against the headboard. Was it just last night that they had shared this bed? Of course Kurt had changed the sheets this morning and tidied up the room. It wasn't like Finn was going to do it. He looked back up at his boyfriend who was watching him closely. "How did it go with your mom?"
"She was cool with it. I mean I think it hurt her feelings, that I didn't tell her but she wasn't mad. She said she thought something was up when we were watching Brokeback Mountain, but she thought I was just uncomfortable with it. I mean I was… but it was because I had a boner most of the time."
"Finn… If I can't mention cowboys, you can't talk about having a boner. Deal?"
"Why is that, Kurt? Does talking about boners give you a boner?" He gave him that crooked half smile… and really, it did more than any words could.
"Why don't you come over here and find out?" Kurt crooked his finger at him invitingly.
"No… stop. You're trying to distract me."
"I'm distracting you…?"
"Let's just talk. Okay, Kurt? What did your dad say? Is he really okay with us being together?" Finn sat down at the small desk chair in the corner. Kurt knew he was just trying to keep his distance. Probably afraid of what Papa Hummel Bear would do to him if he caught them making out.
"Actually, Finn… he said that he trusts you not to hurt me. He thinks you're a good guy."
"You're making that up."
"I swear he said that. So see… it would be a shame to waste this time together. I can guarantee you that our parents are not thinking about us right now."
"Really?"
"Yes, really, Finn. Now get your cute little behind over here. I missed my boyfriend, and I need a kiss right now."
Finn gave his a big smile as he moved onto the bed. Kurt knew he liked it when he was bossy with him. Ah, yes, his sweet Finnessa.
Soon they were cuddled together, and Kurt sighed with contentment as his boyfriend kissed him soundly.
"What's this?" Finn asked, his hand trailing down Kurt's stomach to rub lightly against his already hardening cock.
"Finn," he growled as the other boy teased him. He couldn't take much of it as he tried to push down harder on his boyfriend's hand.
"You haven't answered my question, Kurt," he said as he moved his hand away. "What's that word… we were just talking about it…"
Kurt moved his body, trying desperately to get some friction. How was it that Finn could have him so needy in just a matter of minutes? The other boy was being difficult though, and Kurt was tired of it.
"It's called a fucking hard on, Finn. Are we just going to talk about it or what?"
"Close enough," Finn said with a chuckle as his hand returned, pressing against the bulge in Kurt's pants.
Kurt released a sound that was part gasp and part moan as he grinded against him. That was amazing! Hopefully Finn wouldn't ever, ever stop. At least not until…
He gasped again as Finn slid his hand inside, grasping him tightly. Kurt's mind was foggy with lust as he felt Finn pulling his pants down. "Finn… what?"
"Don't want to make a mess… right?" he said as he moved down to take Kurt into his mouth.
All thought left him then as he enjoyed the almost painful feelings coursing through his body. In the back of his mind he realized how dangerous it was to be doing this with his dad downstairs, but at that point, he just didn't care.
The knock at the door, thankfully, came after Kurt's body seized up a final time, and he'd released into Finn's eager mouth. Still it was alarming… and interesting that they were granted a knock at all.
"Finn? Kurt?" It was Carole. Well at least that explained why they hadn't just barged in.
"Yeah, Mom?" Good thing Finn could talk because Kurt wasn't sure he was able to at that moment.
"Can you guys come down here? We need to talk to you."
"Okay…"
It was several minutes later when the boys traipsed down the staircase. Kurt had regained his composure although Finn still wore a satisfied smirk.
His dad frowned at them, but Carole was beaming. When they were settled on the couch, she made her announcement.
"Burt has asked me to marry him… and I said yes!"
The boys were stunned for a second, and then Kurt jumped up, as Finn hugged his mom. "Oh my gosh! This is so exciting. I can't wait to plan the wedding. You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. You guys don't have to do a thing…"
"Hold on, Kurt," his dad said. "Carole and I agreed that we would wait until the summer…"
At Kurt's confused look, his almost new step-mom added, "We thought it would be better if everyone got used to you guys being a couple first, before we got married. Otherwise it might seem like you were brothers or something."
"You do plan on telling people don't you?" The look his dad gave Finn held a challenge.
"Absolutely," Finn said. "I want everyone to know how much I love Kurt." He reached for Kurt's hand and squeezed gently.
His dad looked visibly relieved. Kurt couldn't be mad at him. He knew his dad just wanted what was best for him.
"That's fine. Summer works for me," Kurt said. "It just gives me more time to plan. And Finn can help me…"
Finn groaned. "I'm sure you and mom can handle it, Kurt. Weddings just aren't my thing."
Kurt found he couldn't even get irritated at Finn's lack of imagination. Weddings were amazing. Just ask his Power Rangers. How could he be upset when he was just so happy? His dad and Carole were back together. He had a wonderful boyfriend that his dad sort of approved of… and they were going to be able to tell everyone. He couldn't wait to see the look on Rachel's face. Did that make him a bad person?
"Boys…" His dad cleared his throat getting their attention. "I noticed the door was closed just now when you were in the bedroom."
"We weren't doing anything," Finn said quickly. A little too quickly.
"Regardless… I think this is a good time to bring up the rules."