A/N: I'm so sorry for the long wait! I don't even have a clue why it took me so long to write something again, but here's the next chapter :) It takes place during (or actually, not so long after) 'Prom Queen' so if you haven't seen the episode, you might want to refrain from reading this (chapter, and the rest of this note... - the next chapter goes back in time again so that might be safe :) ) just yet. But, I loved the episode :) The Karofsky scenes were quite impressive (although I'm secretly glad that he ran off in the end because I didn't like the prospect of him dancing with Kurt while we hadn't even seen Kurt dance with Blaine, but hey... maybe that's just me :P), I didn't remember Jesse being such an idiot, and I liked the way they handled Kurt's reaction in the last seven to eight minutes :)
Sooo... there's no warm milk in this, and it involves Blaine as well (since in my head, Burt would've been alright with him staying for the night as long as it wasn't in Kurt's bed(room) :P)... but it was inspired by my musings about what would've happened in that gym if Finn hadn't been thrown out. I think he might have attacked someone after all (or maybe that's just my wishful thinking...)
Hopefully you'll enjoy the chapter, and please leave a review at the bottom :)
"Finn?" Kurt looked confused when Finn opened the front door. "You're still up? Where's dad? Or Carole?"
"They went to bed already," Finn replied, shrugging. "I told them I'd wait for you guys. I think they kind of got tired from telling me off for starting a fight at prom."
"Yeah, that might not have been your brightest moment ever," Kurt agreed, though he was smiling softly at his stepbrother. "Come on, step aside. Let us in."
"You know, I didn't even notice that there was a fight going on in the first place," Blaine commented as he followed Kurt inside the house, while Finn closed the door. "Let alone the two of you getting thrown out."
Kurt sent his boyfriend such an affectionate smile that Finn almost felt like he was intruding – in his own house. "But you're just incredibly oblivious," Kurt told Blaine. "Plus, you were singing and singlehandedly molesting that microphone, so nobody blames you for not noticing." Turning towards Finn, he asked, "What happened after coach Sylvester threw you out, by the way? Did you and Jesse make amends?"
Finn snorted. What a ridiculous idea. "No," he responded. "He basically stormed towards his car and drove off. And so did I."
"So now Quinn didn't have a ride home?" Kurt asked him in a voice that clearly indicated that he could not believe that Finn had done such a thing.
Finn, however, just smiled. "She texted me about half an hour ago, telling me that Sam would give her a ride home. You know, when he was dropping off Mercedes and Rachel anyway." Then, he frowned. "She didn't say anything about being Prom Queen though. I would've expected her to immediately let me know when she got the crown, but…"
Kurt and Blaine, who had, by now, sat down on the couch, exchanged swift, slightly panicking looks. Finn was used to the fact that they looked at each other a little more than was strictly necessary, but why were they panicking?
"What's wrong?" he asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes at his stepbrother.
"Nothing," Kurt hastily replied; even Finn knew that that was a lie.
"Just thinking about what the other guys will say when I tell them that Jesse St James was kicked out of college," Blaine responded immediately after Kurt. While Finn thought that was pretty damn funny as well, he didn't understand why they would have to panic about that.
"You look nervous," he told Kurt bluntly, causing the other boy's eyes to widen comically, while his face seemed to heat up. Finn smiled smugly to himself. "Wait – " he added, realisation suddenly dawning on him. "You're going to – you want to – you were planning to – " When both Kurt and Blaine seemed sufficiently confused, he said, "No way. You know that Burt will kill you if you do… that. And he told you," he said to Blaine, "to sleep on the couch. So – "
"Finn!" Kurt exclaimed loudly – Finn wouldn't be surprised if his mum and Burt had woken up now – "That's not – we were not going to do anything like that!"
"Then what was up with that look?" Finn asked him.
"What look?" Again, the two boys sitting on the couch exchanged glances. Now, however, they just looked confused.
"The one when I mentioned that thing about Quinn not letting me know if she'd become Prom Queen or not." Now Kurt looked almost guilty.
"She didn't become Prom Queen," Blaine promptly told him. To Kurt, he muttered, "He'll find out anyway sooner or later."
Finn wasn't sure if he was supposed to have heard that, but it made him all the more curious. "Find out what?"
"Who did become Prom King and Queen," Blaine responded. It was as if Kurt had gone mute all of a sudden.
"So who did?" Finn honestly didn't see the harm in him finding out who had won in the end. Like Blaine said, he would find out at some point, whether from Quinn or from Puck or anyone else.
"Well…," Blaine started, almost pleading Kurt to take over with his eyes.
Kurt sighed. "Fine. Karofsky got Prom King."
"Karofsky?" Finn repeated. "Huh. Didn't see that coming. Bet he was very happy, right?"
"No, actually," Kurt answered, frowning slightly. "He – well, at first he just sat there, on his throne, I think. When it was time for the dance, he ran off."
"And didn't come back," Blaine added for good measure.
"Does Karofsky being Prom King mean that Santana was Prom Queen?" Finn asked. Quinn wouldn't have liked that at all.
"Not… exactly," Blaine replied, looking at Kurt concernedly.
Then, suddenly, Kurt lifted his head again and stared at Finn defiantly. "I was," he announced, and for a moment, Finn was confused.
"You were what?" he asked, blinking. "Wait – you mean you were the Prom Queen? But – you're not a girl!"
"Thanks, Finn, I hadn't noticed," Kurt said with a huff. "Apparently, some people thought it would be funny to vote for me as a way of showing that they still don't like me. Now that they can't shove me around anymore, or call me names, that's what they've resorted to."
"Are guys even allowed to become Prom Queen?" Finn asked. He didn't think he'd heard a story like this before.
"It's not like I asked all those people to vote for me," Kurt retorted scathingly.
"You weren't even a contestant!" Finn exclaimed, starting to feel angry at his classmates. "Are you telling me all those people just wrote your name down on the ballot?"
"Apparently, yes," Kurt responded.
"Those bastards," Finn almost growled. "Who do they think they are? Do they think that's funny? I'm going to – "
"Finn," Kurt interrupted him before he could finish. "Leave it. It's already been dealt with. Plus, you'll wake my dad if you speak any louder."
"You have to tell him about this," Finn decided within a few seconds. "Seriously, if he finds out about – "
"I will," Kurt interrupted him again. "But not now. Not tonight. I don't even want to imagine how he'll react to this." At this point, Blaine took Kurt's hand and squeezed it lightly, making Kurt relax just a little bit.
Suddenly, Finn remembered something. "Wait – you said Karofsky ran out when it was time to dance. You actually accepted that crown?"
"If I hadn't accepted it, I would've let them win," Kurt said matter-of-factly. "Now I showed them that nothing they do will change me, or harm me, or bring me down. They can't touch me. Touch us," he added in an afterthought, glancing at Blaine, who was smiling proudly at him.
That made sense, and Finn couldn't help but be (a little) proud of Kurt as well. He did become slightly alarmed, though, when Kurt muttered, "Maybe next year, I'll see if I can become Prom King. I'd probably be the first person ever to have become both Prom King and Queen."
"Kind of like how you're the only person at McKinley who's both been at the football team and the cheerleading squad," Finn said with a grin, quickly shrugging off his discomfort. The surprised look on Blaine's face told him that there were still some things Kurt hadn't told his boyfriend yet, which surprised Finn.
"I'm not the only person," Kurt protested. "Mercedes too."
"Why have neither of you ever mentioned anything about that?" Blaine asked curiously. "I mean, I know Mercedes was on the football team, I saw her play after all, but – the cheerleading squad? With Sue Sylvester as a coach? Why didn't you mention that when we found out she started coaching Aural Intensity? And I thought you hated football…"
"Let's talk about that some other time," Kurt decided. "So anyway, Finn, I doubt a lot of people still think that what they did was funny, so don't go ballistic on the entire school when you see them, will you?"
Seeing as that was fairly impossible anyway, Finn shrugged. "Maybe," he replied. He didn't want to entirely lose the opportunity to beat someone up. Then he yawned. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to bed. Kurt – you're coming upstairs as well, right?"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I'll help Blaine make the couch first, I'll be there in a minute. Don't worry," he added, seeing the look Finn shot them, "I will."
"You'd better," Finn muttered, glancing at the two boys on the couch. He would check on them later. If he hadn't fallen asleep by then and wouldn't wake up anymore. "Hey – if Karofsky stormed out, who did you dance with?"
Kurt nudged Blaine softly, which was a clear enough answer for Finn. "Cool, dude," he said appreciatively, before bounding up the stairs as quietly as he could, so he wouldn't have to hear Kurt tell him off for calling him 'dude' again.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on his bedroom door. "Finn?" Kurt's voice drifted into the room. "Just so you know, I'm going to bed now."
"Good," Finn grunted; prior to the knock, he'd managed to somehow fall asleep already, even though he hadn't even changed into his pyjamas yet. A minute later, he slowly walked through the hallway and down the stairs and peered into the living room that was completely dark now. There was definitely a figure lying on the couch, which was quite a relief for Finn. He honestly hadn't wanted to go to Kurt's room next and witness something potentially scarring.
A/N: So, what about it? Did you like it, hate it, anything else? If you have any comments/questions/thoughts/ideas about the chapter/story, please review! :)