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Chapter six
Kurt shut the door with an exhausted sigh, dropping his messenger bag in the hallway and rubbing his face with his gloved hands. He groaned, heaving himself over to the couch and dropping down onto it, nearly falling asleep that very instant.
He was exhausted, both physically and mentally. Blaine had eventually spilled what Thad had confronted him about and Kurt had spent a good hour carefully explaining to Blaine how to tell Thad that there was nothing going on between them, all the while wondering why there wasn't anything going on between them.
The drive between Dalton and Lima was exhausting and he was ready to collapse. He did so, shutting his eyes and blocking out the world around him in the seemingly empty house. He curled up on the couch, drifting in and out of consciousness before a noise around him made him stir. He groggily opened his eyes, yelping in surprise as he saw Finn perched in front of him, his face scarily close to Kurt's.
"Finn!" He exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?" He asked, clutching his heart.
"I was excited to see you, dude," Finn explained, grinning dopily at him.
Kurt resisted the urge to reach out and pat him on the head. He was more like a pet dog than a brother. "While that's adorable, Finn, I'm exhausted."
"Go to sleep then," Finn instructed as if it was simple.
"I was," Kurt reminded him, "and then you rudely interrupted me."
Finn's brow furrowed in confusion as he said, "Oh, sorry, K."
Kurt stifled a laugh. It was still weird to have immediate family call him K, as his father did when in the presence of Finn and Carol, who had yet to learn his full name. They had assumed to begin with that his name was Hummel, like his father's, but Kurt had quickly told them a cover story that he'd taken his mother's maiden name, which was a lie, but if it kept them from knowing the truth, as only his father did, so be it. "It's fine," Kurt assured him, "I'll just pass out from exhaustion later today, and you'd better be there to catch me when I do."
"Of course," Finn agreed, "I've got your back."
"Good," Kurt replied, snuggling back into the couch and closing his eyes. He was suddenly awoken by Finn shaking his shoulder.
"Dude!" He exclaimed. "Tell me about Dalton," he suddenly narrowed his eyes, "did any guys hit on you?"
"Yes," Kurt rolled his eyes, "every guy in Dalton is gay and interested in me."
Finn's eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "Seriously, dude? You've got my respect, man, but I will kick their prep school butts. No one hits on my little brother."
Kurt sighed. "I wasn't hit on, Finn."
"Oh," his brother paused. "Well, good," he replied gruffly. "Like I said, no one hits on my little brother."
"Well, they didn't. So I hope you're happy," Kurt replied darkly from behind a pillow.
"I am," Finn assured him. "Um, dude, I really need to talk to you."
"I don't mean to sound rude, but –" Kurt paused, reflecting on this. "Well, actually, considering as you rudely awakened me, I absolutely mean to sound rude when I say please make it quick, because I'm exhausted."
"Right," Finn nodded, "of course. Well, the thing is…McKinley knows. Like, everyone knows."
Kurt looked up at him in confusion. "I'm sorry, what?" He asked. For some reason, his heart was racing, as if his subconscious knew exactly what Finn was referring to and was telling him that it wasn't good.
"About you," Finn paused, swallowing before he spat out the last few words, "and Karofsky."
Kurt's eyes flew wide open and he sat straight up, staring at Finn in disbelief. "Finn," he started, his voice shaking, "I need you to tell me everything that you know."
"Well," Finn thought about it, "the whole school knows that you two hooked up the other night," he shuddered in disgust as he recalled this. "Karofsky's told everyone that it was all you, that you were deranged into thinking that he had a crush on you and made a move on him and he didn't want to turn you down. Then he threatened you to stay away from him and you were so scared that you transferred schools."
Kurt let out a noise of frustration. "He kissed me," he said, bluntly.
Finn did a double take. "He did what?"
"Karofsky kissed me," Kurt explained, "In the locker room on the day before I left McKinley. He kissed me. And now I guess he's ashamed to admit that he hooked up with a loser."
"But," Finn paused, considering this, "why?"
Kurt shrugged. "He said he has a crush on me."
Finn's brow furrowed in confusion. "What happened, dude?"
"I confronted him," Kurt sighed, flopping back down on the sofa, "he had just pushed me against a locker and I ran after him, demanding an explanation as to why he treated me like something he'd just trodden in. He denied it at first, but then I got up in his face. I thought he was going to hit me, but – but he kissed me."
Finn's mouth dropped open and he urged Kurt to continue.
"And then he told me that he had a crush on me, but he's confused because he's got a soul mate." Kurt decided to leave out the bit about him being Karofsky's soul mate, instead continuing, "But when I kissed him, Finn, I just knew that he wasn't my soul mate."
"Have you…?" Finn asked, gesturing to his gloved palm.
Kurt shook his head, instantly understanding that Finn was asking whether or not Kurt had consulted his palm, "Of course not."
"Why not, dude?" Finn cocked his head on one side. "He might be the one."
"Finn, imagine kissing Mercedes," Kurt replied, bluntly.
Finn's expression quickly changed into one of confusion. "Why?"
"Just do it. How would it feel?" Kurt asked.
"Wrong," Finn replied instantly.
"Why?" Kurt pushed.
"Because she's not my soul mate," Finn explained.
"But why does that matter?" Kurt pressed.
"Because she's not Rachel! It would feel wrong because I know that I have a soul mate and I know it's Rachel and kissing anyone else would be horrible," Finn exclaimed.
Kurt nodded. "Exactly. That's how it felt when I kissed Karofsky."
Finn considered this, remaining silent.
"And he took my first kiss," Kurt continued, mournfully.
"Aw, bro, I'm sorry," Finn patted him on the shoulder.
"It's OK," Kurt reassured him. "I'll get over it."
"But, dude, I have to ask," Finn continued, "if it felt so horrible, why did you hook up with him?"
Kurt gave a small shrug. "I'm not finding my soul mate any time soon," he reminded his brother, "Sue me for wanting some fun."
"David Karofsky is not who you go to for fun," Finn told him, "Come to me for fun."
Kurt raised a single eyebrow and his brother quickly backtracked.
"Ew, dude! Not that kind of fun!"
Kurt laughed. "Finn, it happened. I regret it and wish I could take it back, but I can't. The sooner everyone at McKinley gets over it, the better."
Finn nodded. "OK, I'll tell people that, dude."
"Thanks," Kurt smiled, pulling out his phone when it buzzed in his pocket. His grin widened when he saw that it was from Blaine.
Finn quickly caught onto this and smirked. "Who's that?" He asked, winking, "Your soul mate?"
Kurt cast him a dark look. "I hope not."
Finn chuckled, standing up and loping away.
"Finn!" Kurt called out as he walked away. "Don't tell Dad, OK? He doesn't know yet and I don't think I want him to."
Finn gave him a searching look. "Why?"
"Because it's not important, nor is it something he needs to know," Kurt replied, primly. "Promise me that you won't tell him."
Finn held his hands up in surrender. "OK, dude, I promise."
Kurt smiled. "Good, you can go now."
Finn laughed, making his way up the stairs and to his room.
Kurt was in the middle of replying to Blaine's message when his phone buzzed again and he frowned, checking the new text. As soon as he saw it, his blood ran stone cold.
I know you told someone, fag – Karofsky
Kurt's eyes widened and he quickly typed a reply.
The whole reason why we're in this mess is because I'm not the only 'fag' in McKinley. But honestly, I didn't tell anyone, I swear – K
Kurt considered this. Well, no one who would tell anyone in McKinley. But all thoughts were wiped from his mind when the next message buzzed through.
Tell anyone else and I will kill you – Karofsky
TBC...
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