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Chapter 6: Protective Finn

Carol was the first one home and greeted them both warmly.
"What time did you boys get up?" Carol asked, setting down her bag and sweeping her hair away from her face.
"After ten," Blaine answered.

Carol glanced at Kurt and noticed his tired and puffy eyes.
"Rough night," Carol guessed sympathetically. Kurt nodded and took Blaine's hand in his. Carols eyes widen comically and then she broke out into a grin.
"Oh boys," Carol gushed. "Are you together now?"
Blaine glanced nervously at Kurt who was nodding enthusiastically with a big grin on his face.

"Congratulations you two," Carol smiled warmly.
Blaine grinned and chuckled.
"Can I get you two anything?" Carol asked and they shook their heads. Kurt signed something to Carol who looked amused.

"I won't tell Burt, but you have to soon," Carol said in answer to Kurt's question and Blaine gulped.
'Tonight' mouthed Kurt and Carol nodded.
"I'm going to go change," Carol said and headed up the stairs, leaving Kurt and Blaine alone again.
Blaine decided to try and teach Kurt one of Finn's video games that was lying around.

Carol came back into the living room and smiled as she watched the two of them quietly. Blaine was patient and a wonderful teacher. He explained the rules of the game and the aim of it, pointing out the controllers. He placed Kurt's hands correctly on the controller and guided him through the game, sitting so close that their thighs were touching.

He wore a smile when he looked at Kurt whose face was scrunched adorably in concentration. Kurt got the hang of it surprisingly quickly and was soon killing zombies left, right and centre. Blaine was gazing at Kurt with a look of awe on his face and Kurt smiled smugly back. Blaine laughed loudly and playfully nudged Kurt who nudged him back.

Carol was so happy to see that Kurt didn't flinch around Blaine. Kurt still flinched around Finn and Carol suspected it was because he was the same build as those bullies (although Carol had a much stronger word in mind) who had made his life hell. Burt had explained to Carol, when the bullying had come in to light, that Kurt had always had a tough time at school. Being different as a child he didn't have many, if any, friends.

The boys wouldn't play with him because they thought he was too girly and the girls wouldn't play with him because he was a boy. It killed Burt to see him go through this, even at a young age they had known he was gay.
Carol could hardly believe it, how much Kurt had been through. Raising just Finn had been tough but Finn had friends, he was popular.

Kurt never had any of the luxuries that Finn had. Yes Finn's father had died, but that was before he was born, Finn had never known what he was missing out on. But Kurt, he had known his mother, loved her, had her dote on him. For her to be torn from him at such a young age wasn't fair, not on top of everything else he was going through. Kurt didn't have the luxury of a childhood, having to grow up fast to take care of both himself and his father.

Carol slipped into the kitchen, to give the boys some much deserved privacy. She had never seen Kurt look so happy, laughing his breathy laugh. Since he had woken up in hospital he had been distant, no light in his eyes and it had taken a while for him to even crack a small smile. Then Blaine had come into his life and he was smiling, accepting touches and having something to laugh at again.

Finn came home to the sound of laughter and music. He kicked his shoes of and trudged into the living room, dumping his bag on the ground. He took in the sight of Blaine (he didn't know Blaine had curly hair!) and Kurt, both looking at the TV screen, laughing and nudging each other. Finn saw the controllers and looked to the TV to see them playing Mario Kart. They were trying to make each other miss corners and hit things in order to gain lead.

Finn hadn't seen Kurt smiling in ages and was stunned that Blaine was able to touch him freely without him flinching. Finn still couldn't touch Kurt without him shuddering or flinching slightly.
"Hey," Finn said and both boys looked to him.
"Hey Finn," Blaine grinned, lifting one hand in a wave.
Kurt grinned sneakily and continued playing the game. Blaine turned his attention back and cried out.

"Hey! That's cheating! You're done for now Kurt."
Kurt just sniggered and crossed the finish line smiling smugly at Blaine. Finn watched as Blaine pouted and wore an expression of an adorable puppy who just got his bone taken away from him. Kurt rolled his eyes but leaned in to him. He patted his Blaine's curls and Blaine chuckled.

"Next round you won't be so lucky," Blaine said. He turned back to Finn and grinned. "Do you want to join us?"
"Er-no dude, that's cool," Finn said and grabbed his bag before heading upstairs. He couldn't help but feel that there was something different with Kurt.
Finn came back downstairs and went to the kitchen to grab something to eat.

Carol was making a plate of snacks for the boys and Finn followed her out like a puppy and grabbed a biscuit as soon as the plate was on the table. Blaine and Kurt paused the game and Blaine smiled at Carol.
"Thank you Mrs Hummel," Blaine said.
"Call me Carol sweetie," Carol smiled warmly.

Kurt signed to Blaine that he would be back in a minute and quickly headed into the kitchen with Carol. Finn didn't know when he would get another chance to talk to Blaine alone so he took his chance.

"Blaine," Finn said and Blaine looked to him.
"Yes Finn?" Blaine asked, looking calm.
"Do you like Kurt?" Finn asked bluntly. Finn wasn't expecting Blaine to blush and smile goofily.
"I really do."
"Don't hurt him," Finn said. "He's been through enough. Not just this year but for a while. He's my step brother now and it's my job to look out for him so if I hear that you have hurt him in any way I will come after you and so will Burt."

Blaine gulped but nodded.
"I don't intend on hurting him," Blaine said. "Kurt is amazing, like nobody I've ever met. I really like him."
Finn looked at Blaine long and hard.
"Just don't hurt him OK," Finn said.

A small noise made them both turn and Kurt was standing there, eyes softening at Blaine but his arms were crossed and his face stern.
Finn smiled sheepishly and Kurt shook his head. Kurt was holding a spoon and a small tub of peaches in his hands.

"It's OK Kurt," Blaine smiled softly. "Finn is just looking out for you." Now Blaine added in his mind.
Kurt softened and went and sat down next to Blaine, opening the peaches and scooping one up, putting it in his mouth.
"I really am dude. Just because you are at Dalton now doesn't mean that they can get away with anything," Finn said.

Kurt rolled his eyes and glared.
'I know,' Kurt mouthed.
"Kurt and I have already talked about this," Blaine said and Kurt nodded.

"Look Kurt, all I'm saying is that you need to be careful," Finn said. "Sometimes you just..."
'Just what?' Kurt mouthed glaring. Blaine was also looking at Finn a little coldly, wondering where he was going.
"No-I just mean-" Finn stuttered. Kurt held up his hand and Finn fell silent.

Don't finish that sentence Finn. Kurt wrote and Finn nodded. An awkward silence fell over them and was broken by the front door opening and closing.
Burt came walking in, he grunted a greeting at them and sat down in his chair.
"What's going on?' Burt asked, looking at the three boys.

"Nothing," Finn said quickly. "I'm going to go call Quinn."
Finn stood up and quickly left the room.
"Do I need to have a word with him?" Burt asked, looking to Blaine and Kurt.
Kurt shook his head and took a deep breath.

He quickly signed to Burt in a flurry of gestures that he and Blaine were dating. Kurt stared at his dad while Blaine looked slightly confused, having missed most of the gestures.
"You and Blaine are fating?" Burt asked, confused. Kurt rolled his eyes.
'Dating, dad. Dating,' Kurt mouthed and Burt nodded in understanding.

"Are you happy?" Burt asked. Kurt nodded.
"You happy Blaine?" Burt asked.
"Very much so sir," Blaine answered sincerely.
Burt stared at the two of them before giving the both a small grin.
"Call me Burt Blaine," Burt said and Blaine grinned. "And you're sleeping on the couch tonight."

"Yes Burt," Blaine grinned and Kurt giggled quietly.
Burt opened his newspaper before allowing a grin to spread across his face.
Kurt finished his peaches, listening to Burt and Blaine chatting about Dalton. Kurt was glad that there wasn't any embarrassing questions being asked and glared pointedly at his father when the conversation started drifting towards childhood memories.

It grew later and Kurt decided that he wanted to cook dinner. Blaine followed him happily into the kitchen and helped him out as much as he could. Blaine wasn't the best cook Kurt was finding out and he let out a high pitch squeal when Blaine's nearly sliced his finger with the knife.
Blaine grinned sheepishly at Kurt and gently put the knife down and stepped back. Kurt shook his head and led Blaine to the sink and made him stand there. Blaine watched with awe at how fast Kurt moved around the kitchen, moving around with well practiced moves.

"Where did you learn to cook?" Blaine asked, once Kurt put a pot in the oven, curious.
'My mother,' Kurt mouthed and Blaine nodded.
"Where...where is your mum?' Blaine asked nervously.
Kurt went to Blaine and held his hands, squeezing them. Kurt singed slowly to Blaine, his eyes never leaving Blaine's face.

'She died when I was six.'

"Oh Kurt. I'm sorry," Blaine said, bringing Kurt into a hug. Kurt let himself be hugged and rested his head on Blaine's shoulder.
Kurt pulled away and gave Blaine a small smile.
"I'm sorry," Blaine said quietly and Kurt shook his head.
Kurt quickly leaned up and gave Blaine a chaste kiss before blushing and finishing dinner.

So I hope that this was good. I have to admit that I don't like Finn or Rachel so there will be some bashing of the two in this story! Sorry for those who liked them, I'll try to keep it to a minimum!
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