"Will you teach me how to use the microwave?" Finn asked Kurt, "Oh, by the way, I should tell you your dad didn't leave anything here. I didn't think you would come over for no reason." Kurt raised his eyebrows, "Sure I'll teach you…and if you want to just hang out Finn, you don't have to come up with an excuse. I'll come willingly," he laughed.
"I feel really safe with you, you know that?" he blushed, "Um…anyway…microwaves…." "Aw! You're so cute when you blush!" Finn blushed, "Uh, these buttons look confusing…" "Aggh stop!" Kurt blushed more and covered his face with his hands, "You're hot when you blush too.." he froze, "I mean, uh, microwaves are really easy to use…" Finn grinned, "This is so weird…you've flirted with me a bunch of times before and this is the first time I've flirted back-I like it," he smacked the machine, "Seriously, microwaves aren't supposed to growl…."
Kurt looked at him, shocked, "The microwave's fine, Finn…you? I? flirting?" Finn chuckled quietly, "Well what would you call what we're doing? Calling each other cute and stuff…it's no big deal, man. We're great friends," he whispered under his breath, "but if you want to be something more…we can talk about it." Kurt pulled Finn away from the microwave and sat down next to him on the couch, "Finn how do you feel about me?"
Finn swallowed nervously, "I really like you Kurt. A lot. It hurt me so much when I saw you getting bullied and every time you looked sad I just wanted to pull you into a huge hug. I don't care if I sound crazy. I really like you." Kurt stared at Finn and gave him a small smile, "So you like like me?" Finn grinned and brushed a lock of hair out of Kurt's face, "I even like like like you." Kurt looked at him with wide eyes, "I-I really like you too, Finn," he touched his arm.
"Would it be okay if I kissed you right now?" Finn whispered.