Chapter 7- Maybe Dating

Finn put his keys in the door and twisted the lock; he opened the door and was greeted to a surprise. "Whoops, sorry, Dudes." He backed back out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

He stood in the hallway for a few moments, as he decided what to do next. The door opened, revealing a very flushed and embarrassed Travis.

"Finn, I'm so sorry. I wasn't expecting you until much later," Travis said. "You said you would probably head over to your parents' place on your way back."

"I know," Finn agreed as he walked into the room. He nodded at an equally embarrassed Dave. "I just thought I'd drop my stuff off here first- work out a couple of things in my head before I head over to the house."

"How was your trip?" Travis asked.

"It was pretty great," Finn said with a smile. "Just sucks to be back here now, you know."

Travis murmured his agreement as he sat down on the floor, leaning back against Dave's legs.

"So are you and Kurt 'dating' now?" Dave asked, as he rubbed at Travis' shoulders.

Finn huffed out a breath. "No. Not officially. He's not seeing Adam anymore, but he didn't say he wouldn't see anyone else. And he didn't ask me not to see anyone else, but I mean, I'm not going to." Finn pulled a couple of items out of his suitcase and put them away. "I guess we just wait and see where we are when he comes back in April."

"What's going to change between now and April though?" Travis asked.

"I don't know," Finn shook his head. "He's terrified of the idea of a long distance relationship. I can't say I blame him. But that doesn't leave me much of a choice does it."

"You're going to go to New York," Travis said.

"I'm going to look into it for sure," Finn said. He turned around and looked at his roommate. "So what's going on with the two of you?"

"We are dating," Dave said pointedly. "Not letting a little distance stop us."

Finn picked up his pillow and threw it at Dave. "Yeah, Toledo is so far, Dude."

Dave laughed as he threw the pillow back at Finn. "I guess Anderson really messed with his confidence because I just can't see Kurt letting distance get in between you two. I mean it's you, and him."

Finn shrugged. "I'm not going to push it. Everyone is already going to assume I'm taking advantage of his past feelings for me."

"Only if they haven't heard you talk about him lately," Travis said.

"Oh, so when Kurt comes home in April, I've convinced him to stay through until right before the start of his summer session classes so he'll be here for the May student night at Riptide," Finn said. "We can all go together right?"

Travis looked at Dave and shrugged. "Sure."

"We spent some time in Manhattan, doing touristy things," Finn said. "We went to the Statue of Liberty, and the Empire State Building, rode the Staten Island Ferry, and Kurt took me to a Broadway show. He had a good time, but what I think he really liked was that I didn't feel like I needed to worry about people seeing us together."

"You worry about people seeing you together?" Travis asked.

Finn nodded. "Like together-together. Hand holding, kissing, more than just friends stuff. It's easy in New York; all I really have to worry about is Rachel. And at some point one of us is going to have to tell her, I just don't know which one of us it should be."

"Doesn't Santana live with them too now?" Dave asked.

"She does. But she knows. I told her this time. Like Puck, she didn't seem too surprised."

"What are you so worried about here in Lima?" Travis asked.

"Mostly, mom and Burt. They should hear it from me first you know."

Dave nodded. "I don't understand why you're worried about telling them. I mean your mom loves Kurt; and they liked Blaine right?"

"No, you're right," Finn agreed. "It's just, what if I disappoint my mom. Because she probably expects me to marry some nice girl and have a couple of kids. She was pretty cool when we thought Quinn's baby was mine." Finn walked over to the window and looked out into the quad. "And Burt, he'll be cool right up until the point he realizes it's Kurt I want to date. So I think maybe I shouldn't tell him until his health is a little better. So that means keeping things kinda low key here."

"I understand what you're saying Finn," Travis said. "But I think your mom and Burt are going to be more understanding than you think. Is there anything else, anyone else holding you back?"

Finn turned to look at Travis and Dave. "Blaine-maybe. I mean because he's Kurt's ex, but he is also trying to get back together with Kurt. And I'm his glee coach. Plus, once upon a time not so long ago, there were dreams of the four of us in New York taking things by storm as a happy little family." Finn nodded slowly. "Yeah, I think Blaine needs to hear this from me."

000

"Hey, what's this?" Puck asked Finn as he picked up some brochures on Finn's desk after Finn's trip to New York.

"That's some info about a couple of schools in New York I'm looking at applying to for the fall," Finn said. He shuffled the papers off his desk and into a drawer.

"Again?" Puck asked.

"I don't have much of a choice, Puck," Finn said. "It sucks being away from Kurt and he keeps saying he won't give us a real shot long distance. But between you and me, this feels just as much like any other relationship I've ever been in."

"You do understand where he's coming from though, right?" Puck asked. "His first real boyfriend cheats on him after just a couple of weeks of doing the long distance thing."

"I know," Finn said. "I was there. I saw him the morning after. It was almost as bad as when Burt was in that coma junior year." Finn could still see Kurt sitting in the dark that morning at the loft. 'I kinda feel like I'm gonna die', Kurt had confided to Finn.

"Plus it's you," Puck added. "Some part of him has probably been waiting for this since sophomore year. Maybe freshman year."

Finn groaned. "You think I haven't thought about that. Just because I haven't felt that way about him for as long, doesn't make my feelings any less."

"That's not what I meant at all, Finn," Puck said. "It's just, he probably thinks he's dreaming, or that I don't know that maybe you'll change your mind."

"That would be really shitty of me," Finn grumbled. "I wouldn't hurt Kurt."

"I know, not intentionally," Puck agreed. "But do you think Anderson set out to hurt Kurt?"

Finn rolled his eyes. "New topic, please."

"And you're sure about this?" Puck asked. "About going to New York for Kurt."

Finn nodded. "I am. It feels like something I need to do."

"So how are things between the two of you?" Puck asked.

"Things are really good with us, especially when we're together." Finn smiled.

"How was your trip?" Puck asked. "What did you guys do?"

"This trip was great, amazing," Finn smiled. "We did a bunch of touristy stuff. We saw a show on Broadway; we sang karaoke, went to the Empire State Building and the Statue of Liberty. He took me over to NYADA, and to his office at . We went to Central Park. It was cool."

"And there are no problems with the fact that you're both dudes?" Puck asked.

Finn felt his cheeks warm with a blush. "I'm very ok with things in that area." He ducked his head and tried not to look Puck in the eye. "Yes, it's different but it's also mind blowing amazing. What's going on here, between Kurt and I, it's pretty special and really important to me."

Puck shook his head, "I know, Dude. I can see it written all over your face." He clapped Finn on the back. "It's just, I'm going to miss you when you up and leave us for New York. Maybe it's time for me to head back to California."

"That's so far," Finn said. "You know, you'll always be welcome in New York."

Puck shrugged. "I might take you up on that at some point."

000

"Hi Blaine," Kurt said as their skype call connected and Blaine's face appeared on Kurt's screen.

"Hi," Blaine said. "I'm not keeping you from your studies am I?"

Kurt shook his head. "I'm taking a break and later this afternoon I'm booked into one of the dance studios for practice."

"I'm kind of sad you couldn't come home for Easter," Blaine said with a frown.

Kurt tilted his head back and forth. "I know, but the break is just four days, and I need to study and practice for my early exams. Besides I'll be home in about two weeks anyway for my Dad's check up."

"Um, do you think that maybe you might want to stick around for Regionals?" Blaine asked nervously.

Kurt smiled widely. "Sure. I was planning on sticking around until right before my intersession classes start anyway. Plus Finn is sad that his last exam is the day of Regionals so I thought I might go in his place."

"He's really been helping out a lot with our preparations for Regionals, except of course while he was in New York," Blaine said. "It's weird that they won't let him take his exam earlier or later so he can attend the competition."

"I know," Kurt agreed. "He has an exam the afternoon of Dad's appointment too and the professor won't adjust it for him. I had no problem getting mine adjusted, but Finn just can't seem to catch a break." Kurt shook his head. "I figured I'd stay around a bit this time because I've really been missing everyone."

"We've missed you too, Kurt," Blaine said.

"It will be great to home with Dad and Carole," Kurt said. "Sleep in my old room, not have to share a bathroom with Santana and Rachel. Spend time with Finn. Stop by and see everyone at McKinley." Kurt could feel the warmth spread through his cheeks as he mentioned Finn's name.

"You didn't spend enough time with Finn while he was in New York?" Blaine joked.

Kurt's hackles raised at Blaine's tone. "I've really missed him while I've been here, Blaine. I missed living with him." Kurt felt his eyes widen. "I've missed living with him," he repeated.

Blaine looked at Kurt, his eyes narrowed. "You already said that, Kurt."

"I just, gosh, I mean I knew I missed him," Kurt said. "But it's not just that. It's him not literally being right there. It's all the things that I thought annoyed me to hell. It's all the great things too." Kurt grabbed his phone off the desk and stealthily typed out a message to Finn.

I miss living with you

I miss living with you too

I just this minute realized it I miss you being in my home I miss you being across the table

I miss you standing in my doorway trying to talk to me with your toothbrush in your hand and a mouthful of toothpaste that you spit out everywhere

I miss all of that too but more importantly I just miss you Kurt

You are going to make me cry while I am skyping with Blaine

"Kurt!" Blaine exclaimed confusion written all over his face when Kurt looked up at him.

"Sorry," Kurt said. "What were you saying?"

"I was just asking about what you did during the break with Finn," Blaine said. "You seemed off in another world."

"Sorry again," Kurt said. "I was just texting someone. Um, break. I took Finn to a Broadway show. We did touristy stuff. Hung out. It was good." Kurt smiled.

"You do seem happy," Blaine said.

"I really am," Kurt replied smiling.

"So when you're in town, do you think we could go out to a movie or get coffee or something?" Blaine asked.

"I don't think that is a good idea, Blaine," Kurt said gently.

"You said you broke up with Adam," Blaine said.

"I did, but that wasn't about you, that was about Adam and I not being right together."

"Look, I'm not saying we have to get back together, just coffee or something," Blaine explained.

"We can go for coffee," Kurt said. "But just as friends, Blaine. That's all I'm offering."

Blaine's smile was huge. "Then I guess I better take it."

000

"Hey, mom," Finn said as he walked into the kitchen the Friday morning of his Easter break. His phone, still in his pajama pants pocket, in case Kurt texted him again. "Is Burt around?"

Carole Hudson turned from her place at the kitchen table where she was nursing a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. "Good morning sweetheart." Carole opened her arms and indicated that Finn should come over and give her a hug. "Burt went into the shop to look over the books a bit while they're closed. I'm sure he wouldn't mind some company from you."

Finn stepped over and hugged his mother. "No," he shook his head. "I actually would like to talk to you in private, that's why I was asking."

"Oh!" Carole exclaimed. "Well here, sit down and we can talk."

Finn sat down across from his mother and began fidgeting with the salt and pepper shakers. "So, the thing is, I'm looking at schools in New York. I'm looking at transferring. Hopefully for fall session."

"Ok," Carole nodded.

"Last year, I wasn't in a good place about myself, and I wasn't sure I was New York good at anything," Finn said. "This year has not been what I expected but it's been good for me in a lot of ways. I have more confidence now; I'm doing better in school than I ever have."

Carole bobbed her head in agreement. "I hate to point out something obvious Finn. You have done better in school this term than ever and Burt and I are so proud, but you've also not been embroiled in any girlfriend drama." Carole paused and reached across the table to still her sons' hands. "Is this really about what you want or is this about you wanting to get back together with Rachel?"

Finn laughed and leaned his head back to look at the ceiling. "I promise you mom, this has nothing to do with Rachel." He tilted his head back down; his eyes searched out his mother's. "There has been someone though."

Carole shot a pointed look at Finn.

Finn pulled his hands from Carole's and looked down at the table instead of at her as he spoke again. "You just admitted I'm doing well. That you're proud of me. I really think this is a good thing for me." Finn paused and collected his thoughts. "I've never felt like this about someone before, especially not another guy." Finn could feel the heat in his cheeks from his blush at his confession.

"Oh Finn," Carole said softly. She moved from her chair to the one beside Finn and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"I don't know if there are other guys I might like, right now there is just this one," Finn admitted. He exhaled loudly. "I hope you aren't too disappointed in me."

"No sweetie, no," Carole said. "Just tell me you're happy."

"I am," Finn said, his smile large and genuine. " Admittedly I could be happier in New York I think. But I am happy."

"And you're being safe?" Carole asked.

"Mom!" Finn exclaimed. When Carole's gaze did not decrease in intensity Finn shrugged his shoulders. "Yes, fine ok. I'm being safe."

"Can I ask you a couple of questions, Finn?"

Finn nodded at his mother and Carole smiled at him.

"How long has this been going on Finn?" she asked.

Finn pursed his lips as he thought about it. "The beginning of the year maybe?"

"Ok. Is he moving to New York too? Is this why you're looking at New York?"

Finn tilted his head. "Not exactly. He's already there, Mom."

"He's already there," Carole mused. "Oh, did you meet someone at when you stayed at Christmas? Did Kurt introduce you to someone?"

"Kind of, but not really?" Finn replied.

"That's not answer, Finn Hudson!" Carole scolded. Her stare burned deep, and Finn just couldn't look away, half smirk played on his lips.

"He's already there," Carole repeated. Then her smile widened with understanding. "I don't suppose I need to ask when Burt and I can meet this mystery guy."

"No, I guess not" Finn laughed.

"I'm guessing if you wanted to talk to me in private that I shouldn't share this with Burt," Carole said.

"For now, please don't," Finn said.

"But you do plan on telling him?" Carole asked.

Finn nodded. "I swear. Maybe after finals and his check up and once Kurt is home." He felt his face light up just mentioning Kurt and home. Finn couldn't wait.

Carole smiled at her son.

000

"Dad," Kurt exclaimed. "I told you bright, cheery colors today. You too, Carole. What's with the somber colors? It's like you've already given up. Am I the only one holding onto hope here?" Kurt paced back and forth in the small, cramped doctor's office.

"Kurt," Burt said warily. "We haven't given up hope. In fact, I'm feeling great. I just choose clothes that were comfortable and clean. I didn't think about what the colors might say."

"But I told you," Kurt said. "I told you that you needed to wear bright colors today."

"I don't understand how what color shirt I'm wearing today could make any possible difference Kurt," Burt said rationally. "It's just a shirt."

It's just a shirt; it's JUST a shirt, it's just a SHIRT, the words echoed and echoed in Kurt's brain until they were no longer his father's but his own being hurled at Finn three years previous, It's just a room, Finn! Kurt froze mid-stride as he remembered how everything fell apart at that moment. He turned and collapsed into his father's arms. "I just don't want you to leave us, Dad."

Burt held Kurt close. "I'm not planning on going anywhere, kid."

Kurt stood up and brushed off his clothes, straightening them. Then he began to pace the doctor's office again. He turned and frowned when he heard Carole's phone ding with an incoming text.

"Oh," she exclaimed softly. Then Carole giggled as she shoved her phone over towards Burt. "Look Burt. Isn't it funny how much alike they are?"

"How much alike who are?" Kurt asked as he frowned at Carole and Burt.

"You and Finn," Burt laughed. "He's doing a pretty good impression of you right now."

Kurt peered over his father's shoulder to look at the screen where, in fact, Finn was pacing back and forth in his dorm room. He was ranting about how long it was taking for the doctor and his family to call, and if they didn't call in the next fifteen minutes he was going to be late for his exam. Finn even kicked over his desk chair in frustration at the end of the video.

"That's great, just great," Kurt muttered. "I'm panicking about my father's health and the rest of my so-called family is mocking me."

Carole stood up and walked over to where Kurt was, putting her hands on his shoulders, forcing Kurt to look her in the eye. "No one's mocking you, Kurt. You know Finn wouldn't do that."

Kurt swallowed Carole's tone and her words ringing more than true. He examined Carole and saw a warmth in her eyes. She knows; he thought to himself.

"I sent a text to Finn, asking him to send one to you to try to calm you down," Carole explained. "But Noah texted me back that perhaps Finn wasn't the best person to suggest you should calm down right now. I guess Finn is freaking out just as much as you are."

"It's probably all that time the two of you boys have been spending together lately," Burt said. "Now you're acting like each other."

Kurt looked at Carole, who looked like she was trying not to laugh, and he had to bring his fist up to his mouth to stifle his own laughter that threatened to erupt. But the doctor chose that moment to enter, and the atmosphere of the room turned serious and sombre once again.

000

"A toast," Burt cheered as he raised a glass, "to a clean bill of health."

"Here, here," Carole said as she clinked her glass of wine with Burt's. Kurt and Finn each lifted their glasses of pop and clinked them against their parents.

Kurt couldn't keep the smile from his face. His dad was healthy; he was home and would be for just over two weeks and he was currently sitting next to Finn, pressed close against him in a booth at Breadstix. Kurt stroked his hand up and down Finn's thigh under the table. He saw Finn look at him, his eyes dark.

"How were your exams, Kurt?" Carole asked.

"Good, I think," Kurt said. "Very different from high school finals. But I think I did well enough. My grades should be posted online by the end of next week, so I guess we'll see."

"Just one more left for you right, Finn?" Burt asked.

Finn grimaced. "My toughest subject too. I might have to cut out of here early tonight to head back to the dorm and study. But you know; a growing boy's gotta eat, right? And we've got something to celebrate!"

"We sure do," Carole agreed. She laid her head on Burt's shoulder and smiled at her son's across the table.

"Kurt, you said you're going to the school's glee club Regional performance tomorrow?" Burt asked.

Kurt nodded. "Blaine asked me to come. Mercedes and Mike are in town; I heard Santana say she might come back for it too. It's a shame you have to miss it because of your exam Finn."

"I know," Finn agreed. "Mike and Mercedes have really helped us pick up our game in the last little bit. The group is so excited to perform. I mean; they're not the group we were last year, but they've worked hard, and I think they have a decent shot." Finn reached under the table and squeezed Kurt's knee gently.

"I'm sure they're going to do great," Burt agreed. "I've been real impressed, watching you help out over at the school, working shifts at the garage and keeping up with your studies the past few months Finn."

Finn ducked his head at the praise from Burt as their food arrived.

When they finished their meal, Finn began to make his excuses. "I really should head back to the dorm and get back to studying."

"What about you, kiddo?" Burt asked. "What are your plans for tonight?"

"Well," Kurt hummed. "I was just thinking about how well Finn did in high school when we studied together. Maybe I should go back to the dorms with Finn and help him study."

"Oh, I'm sure Finn doesn't want you to feel obligated to help him," Burt said.

"I'm offering, it's ok," Kurt said.

"Well, if you're sure, Kurt," Finn said with a smile. "I'm sure I could use your help."

"If you boys are up studying too late, I don't want Kurt to drive home," Burt said. "So either wrap it up at a decent time or crash at the dorms with Finn and Travis ok. That is ok, isn't it, Finn?"

Finn nodded. "Yeah, I mean Puck crashes with us half a dozen times a month or more. So it shouldn't be a problem."

Kurt leaned in and kissed his father on the cheek and then hugged Carole. "It'll be ok. I'll see you tomorrow before Regionals for sure, Dad."

"Kurt," Carole started, a small smile on her lips, "don't be too hard on Finn ok."

Kurt felt his cheeks redden, and he turned his head before his father noticed. He coughed into his hand. "Sure. Good night."

Finn leaned in and hugged both Burt and Carole, and kissed his mom on the cheek. "Night mom, night Burt."

"Good luck, Finn!" Carole said.

Kurt shoved his hands in his pockets, fighting the urge to grab Finn's hand as they walked away. Finn threw his arm around Kurt's shoulders though, as they walked out to where their cars were parked.

"So obviously Carole knows," Kurt said as he turned to Finn once they hit the parking lot.

"Yeah, I've talked to her about some stuff," Finn admitted.

"But dad doesn't know?" Kurt asked.

"Well, you do see me standing here right?" Finn laughed. "I highly doubt Burt would have sent you off to spend the night with the guy that wants to date you if he knew."

"Your mom is ok with keeping this from my dad?" Kurt asked.

"Kind of," Finn said. "I promised once we got past this appointment, and our exams and Regionals and while you were home that I would talk to him."

"Really?" Kurt said.

Finn turned Kurt, so he was looking straight into Kurt's eyes; his hands firmly gripping Kurt's shoulders. "What do I have to do to prove to you how serious I am about you? About us?"

"No, I'm starting to really believe you about that," Kurt said. "It's just, telling my dad. Like you said, he's not going to willingly send me off to you, or you to me. He'll probably watch us like a hawk while we're at home."

Finn tilted his head. "While that is true, I think he'd be more upset that we kept this from him for too long. Besides, we're practically grown men Kurt, even if we're behaving a little like teenagers."

Kurt laughed. "I'll follow you back to your dorm ok."

"Sure," Finn nodded.

000

"So I may have fibbed a little about my exam tomorrow," Finn said when they got to campus. He gestured for Kurt to get back in the truck. "It's my easiest class, the exam I'm the most prepared for."

"Ok," Kurt smiled. "So what do you have planned for me then?"

"Travis and Dave are going to see the new Tom Cruise movie Oblivion in Findlay, and they've invited us to join them," Finn explained.

"Will you share your popcorn and red vines with me?" Kurt flirted.

"Hell, you can even share my seat," Finn said with a wink.

"Well, I'm not sure our movie companions will enjoy that," Kurt said. "But if you find the movie terribly boring, I suppose I can promise to provide a suitable distraction."

"Oh, I'm counting on that," Finn said as he reached out and took Kurt's hand, tangling their fingers together.

By sheer luck of his height, Finn was able to spot Travis and Dave easily once they got to the movie theatre in Findlay.

"Hey guys," Finn waved as he walked over, his hand gripping Kurt's tightly.

"Glad to see you guys could join us," Travis joked. He turned to Kurt. "I'm glad your Dad is doing better Kurt."

"Oh, me too," Kurt said as he hugged Travis. Then he turned to Dave. "Hi Dave." He hugged Dave also.

"Hi Kurt," Dave said. "You look good. New York obviously agrees with you."

Kurt tilted his head back and forth. "New York is good. I didn't think I'd see the day when I would be quite so excited to return to Lima, but…" he trailed off looking over his shoulder at Finn.

Finn smiled at Kurt.

"You look good too Dave," Kurt said. "Happy. Being in a relationship obviously agrees with you."

Dave laughed. "I guess it does. I still can't believe how I met this guy though. Did Finn tell you he fell out of his chair when I came to pick up Travis for our first date?" Dave moved to stand next to Travis, putting an arm around his waist.

Kurt laughed. "No, that part I did not hear about."

Finn walked over and stood behind Kurt, wrapping an arm across Kurt's chest. Kurt leaned back against Finn slightly.

"Oh, would you look at the two of you," Dave joked as he watched Kurt and Finn settle against each other easily. "Is it any wonder we thought the two of you were secretly dating way back when?"

Finn dropped his face to Kurt's shoulder. "God, don't remind me." When Finn looked up, he saw a Dave's face fall.

"Shit!" Dave exclaimed. "Sorry guys, we're about to have company I think."

"What?" Finn asked. He turned around just as he heard Sam's voice.

"Dave Karofsky!" Sam said as he jogged over to where they were. Finn quickly dropped his arm from Kurt, and Kurt's whole posture stiffened. Not far behind Sam was Blaine.

"Oh, wow and Kurt! Finn!" Sam exclaimed, grabbing each of their hands and shaking it enthusiastically. "I'm so happy to hear about your dad guys."

"Kurt," Blaine said warmly as he reached out to hug Kurt. "It's so good to see you again. Hi Finn. Hi Dave."

"So, you obviously all know each other," Travis said as he looked at the group of young men around him.

"Yeah, sorry, Travis," Dave apologized. "This is Sam Evans. He played football with Finn and me. He sang in glee club with Kurt and Finn. That's Blaine Anderson, Kurt's ex boyfriend, who also sang in glee club with Kurt, Finn and Sam. Guys this is Travis Harrison, my boyfriend."

"Dude," Sam exclaimed nodding his head at Dave. "Nice to meet you, Travis." Sam shook Travis' hand.

"So are the two of you dating?" Travis asked as he gestured to Sam and Blaine.

"Uh no, no," Blaine laughed. "We're friends, really good friends, but Sam is also straight."

"Yup," Sam shrugged. "Sorry, guys. Finn and I, we date the ladies."

"Actually," Finn started but Kurt elbowed him in the stomach and shook his head violently.

Sam and Blaine looked at Finn.

"I was just going to say, Travis is my roommate over at Lima U," Finn said. "I kind of introduced Dave and Travis."

"I didn't realize you and Dave were so close Finn," Blaine said.

"That's where I come in," Kurt said.

"Oh, cool," Sam said. "Don't worry, it's not all that confusing. You should see the chart of who has dated who, who has slept with who, who now lives with who from our glee club."

"That's right," Travis said. "I think I've heard a bit about that. Let's see, Kurt is Finn's brother, and he lives with Finn's ex-finace and the girl he lost his virginity to, right?"

"Exactly," Sam exclaimed. "And I also dated Santana, and hey, so did Dave. And Santana dated Brittany, whom I was dating until recently. And last year I lived with Kurt and Finn for a while. Blaine has kissed Rachel. Kurt has kissed Brittany. Finn and I both dated Quinn, who slept with Puck. And Puck and Santana have hooked up for sure too."

Travis looked at Sam. "That's a lot."

Sam nodded. "And I didn't even touch on the Rachel and Puck or the Artie, Brit, Tina, Mike stuff."

"Yeah, it's a big twisted knot of relationships for sure," Dave agreed. "Anyhow, we were just going to head in and see a movie, so we'll see you guys around?"

"Yeah, we're going into the movies too," Blaine said. "Sam said I'm stressing too much about my solo at sectionals tomorrow so he thought something like this might loosen me up a bit."

"Yeah, Blaine, you shouldn't be stressing about the solo," Finn agreed. "It's going to be ok." Finn started to walk towards the theatre, Kurt, Dave and Travis following behind him. Finn paid for his and Kurt's tickets which no one found suspicious.

"That's what we're going to see too," Sam said as he paid for his ticket and followed Finn into the theatre.

Finn stood in line at the concession and got a large popcorn, a large diet coke (Kurt's favorite) and some red vines. "Sorry I need the aisle, long legs." Travis, Dave and Kurt all shuffled into the row, Kurt sitting down between Dave and Finn's aisle seat.

"Shuffle down guys," Blaine said. "You didn't leave any room for Sam and me."

"There are two more seats over here on this side of me," Travis offered.

"I can't sit near the wall," Blaine said. "I get claustrophobic. If the three of you shuffle down, Sam and I can sit here and here." Blaine motioned to where Kurt and Dave were now sitting.

Finn sighed loudly when he realized that Kurt would be sitting between Dave and Blaine and that both Blaine and Sam would be between him and Kurt. "Hey, Kurt, here's your red vines." Finn passed down the bag of candy towards Kurt. "And I got a diet coke if you want to share, except you're way down there."

"Oh, that's ok, Finn," Blaine said with a smile. "I got a diet coke too and I'm used to sharing with Kurt."

"Thanks, Blaine," Kurt smiled weakly. He leaned back, looking over at Finn behind Blaine and Sam's back's. "What the fuck?" he mouthed.

Finn shrugged his shoulders and pouted at Kurt.

When the lights went down, Finn spent more time watching Blaine and Kurt than watching the movie. Finn saw Blaine try to hold Kurt's hand, but Kurt shook him off. Finn's fingers itched to reach out and touch Kurt; instead they skated up and down his own denim clad thigh.

"Excuse me," Kurt whispered to Blaine as he slid past. When Kurt got into the aisle, he grabbed Finn's hand and squeezed. "Bathroom" he whispered, and then he moved up the aisle and into the lobby.

Finn waited a few moments and then he stood up. "I need some sour patch kids." His long strides make quick work of the aisle, and he soon found himself in the bathroom. He put an arm around Kurt and pulled him into a bathroom stall with him.

"I dislike your ex-boyfriend greatly at the moment," Finn whispered harshly. "You should just let me tell him and then you and Sam can switch spots, and he'll be forced to watch us make out during that crappy movie."

Kurt shook his head. "You're not going to say anything. But you are going to remember that, after the movie, I am going home with you, not Blaine."

"God yes," Finn said before he crushed his lips to Kurt's. He kissed Kurt deeply, licking into his mouth and swallowing all the wonderfully hot noises Kurt was making. Finn moved, so he had Kurt's body pressed back up against the wall of the stall; his own body blanketing Kurt, as well. Finn broke the kiss, panting harshly, but he moved his mouth to nip at Kurt's jaw and neck while his hands rucked up Kurt's shirt and mapped Kurt's back.

Kurt pushed one of his legs between Finn's and began to move his hips against Finn's. Kurt pulled Finn's head back up and kissed him forcibly. One of Kurt's hands moved to the front of Finn's pants and palmed him roughly through his jeans.

"Shit!" Finn hissed. He wrenched his mouth away from Kurt's and reached down to still Kurt's hand. "Please, stop. Tell me we can go back to my dorm now."

Kurt shook his head as he fought to regain his breath. "Not yet. Soon. Patience, Finn." Kurt tucked his shirt back in. "I'll go back first. Wait a minute or two ok." Kurt leaned up and pressed a chaste kiss to Finn's lips.

Finn walked back into the theater and sat down next to Sam.

"I thought you were getting Sour Patch Kids?" Sam asked.

"I did," Finn replied. "I was starving. Ate them all already."

"Sweet," Sam nodded.

Finn looked around Sam at Blaine and Kurt. Blaine had just put his hand on Kurt's leg. Kurt stretched out his leg, before crossing it over his other leg, letting Blaine's hand drop away. Finn glared at Blaine in the dark of the theater.

Finn continued to try to watch the movie for a while, but the truth was his skin prickled with the electricity he felt between him and Kurt. Oddly it felt a lot like it had felt between him and Rachel on the stage for Nationals junior year- singing their song, the one he had written for her, dancing around each other before Finn had leaned down and kissed her at the end of the song. Will we ever say the words we're feeling reach down underneath and tear down all the walls? Will we ever have our happy ending or will we forever only be pretending? The lyrics rang out in Finn's head.

Finn looked back over at Kurt and Blaine whose heads were bent in towards each other whispering. Blaine slid his arm around Kurt's shoulders, but Kurt shrugged it off, shaking his head at Blaine. Kurt looked up and must have seen Finn watching them because he smiled slightly. He stood up and moved across the aisle again. When Kurt got to Finn's other side, he leaned in and whispered in Finn's ear. "Back row, far corner."

Finn nodded his head quickly and watched as Kurt walked up the centre aisle to the very back row and moved over into the far corner of the theater. Once he saw Kurt sit down, Finn stood up and made his way over to him, not even bothering to let anyone in the row know where he was going. Finn sat down in the seat next to Kurt and immediately laced their fingers together. He leaned over and nuzzled at Kurt's neck. "This is officially the worst double-not-a-date."

"This isn't a date?" Kurt asked. His eyes fluttered closed, and he made breathy little contented noises while Finn nibbled and sucked along his jaw and down his neck.

"Nope," Finn whispered. "We're not dating."

"All evidence to the contrary," Kurt said.

"All I know is that when I finally take you out on a date, it's going to be a thousand times better than this suck-fest," Finn said as he pressed his lips against Kurt's.

"I kind of like this particular suck-fest," Kurt murmured when they broke apart for air.

Finn chuckled softly. "I don't mean this particular suck-fest," he gestured between them, "I mean that suck-fest," he gestured vaguely in the direction of where the others were seated.

Kurt leaned in and kissed Finn deeply, probing into Finn's mouth with his tongue. He pulled away breathless and rested his forehead against Finn's, his hands on Finn's shoulders. "I don't like to be wrong, but I think maybe we have, in fact, been dating, Finn. I think our first date was a remarkable evening in downtown Manhattan, on New Years Eve. It was incredibly romantic, and as far as first dates go, it was pretty perfect."

"Fuck, Kurt," Finn said, "can't we just get out of here?"

Kurt shook his head. "What's the hurry? We've got lots of time." Kurt grabbed one of Finn's hands and held it tightly.

"Lots of time," Finn agreed in hushed tones. He kissed the tip of Kurt's nose. He tilted his head over towards where their friends still were. "You should go back first."

Kurt nodded. He stood up and moved past Finn, letting go of his hand at the last possible minute. Finn waited until Kurt was sitting back down between Blaine and Sam before he stood up and returned to their group.