Some quick housekeeping notes...some of you might have noticed my new Matt/Kurt fic Wonderchild...while Leah is involved it's not the sequel i'm planning. so you won't be spoiled on the ending here if you were so inclined to read it. (Yeah I'm subtle aren't I? But you all love me right?) Also...in the vein of I reccommend Matt/Kaurt fics to you all...check out the Glee/Quatum Leap crossover Only Time (by Spookykat again!)that will feature Matt/Kurt AND Burt/Carole being awesome if you need the additional temptation. And now to your regularly scheduled fic reading!
"So I was right wasn't I?" Matt shut his locker to reveal Quinn had slid up to him without his even noticing. Her smile was similar to the one he had always seen her give when she was Head Cheerio but now it actually seemed genuine. And Matt had more than a little suspicion it was all thanks to one Austin Dodson.
"That Jackson's serves great coffee?" He winked at her as he leaned against the cool metal, hoping to avoid the rest of the jostling students making their way to the next class. "You sure were. I'll have to go back there sometime."
Quinn smacked his arm with her English textbook. "You are impossible." She declared as he winced and rubbed where he was sure she just left a bruise. "You knew what I meant."
"We weren't talking about that?" Matt shook his head, giving her his best confused expression.
"Are you really going to make me look pathetic and ask you what you thought of him?"
Matt shrugged his shoulders, adjusting his backpack at the same time. "Well that would require me to know something was going on with you and since I don't know anything, then I guess I can't give an opinion."
Impulsively, Quinn hugged him and stood on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. "I knew you would like him. You do think he's a great guy right?"
He hadn't wanted to like the rival choir member. In fact he wanted to see just one of those annoying qualities that should have tipped them all off that Jesse St. Douchebag was a traitor in their mist. A smile that was just a little too bright. Being just a little too polite. A little too interested in what New Directions was doing. Hair just a little too perfect and styled more than Kurt had ever attempted.
But he hadn't. After Quinn made introductions, Austin had barely touched on the obvious topic of glee clubs. In fact he had been much more interested in football and if Matt thought the Reds might actually hold it together for once and make it to the playoffs finally. If it was all an act to lull him into a false sense of security, Austin was a better actor that Jesse St. James ever hoped to be. Matt wasn't going to be sharing their set list anytime soon (as if they even had one at this point) but he wasn't going to be leading a club wide intervention to get Quinn to stop dating him either.
"Ok I will grant I don't think he's a Jesse clone, but I still say you should tell everyone else about him."
Quinn rolled her eyes and scoffed. "So Rachel can lead an intervention that ends up being about how Jesse hurt her? No thanks."
"Alright Rachel wouldn't be able to resist to be all Rachel about it." Matt allowed. "But the rest of your friends would see what I see. That you're happy. Happier than I've seen you in a long time. They would at least give him a chance."
"Or they will just hear the word Vocal Adrenaline and freak out like you did."
"Possibly but I did meet him and give him a chance didn't I? For you. "Matt nudged her shoulder gently. "Come on we both know Kurt and Mercedes at least will be willing to meet him for your sake. And if your Mr. Wonderful wins over them, they won't stop badgering the rest of the club to at least think about meeting him. If nothing else Mercedes will threaten to beat them with sheet music. We all saw what she did to Kurt and we know she likes him."
Exactly as he had hoped, Quinn giggled a little at his point. "There's no hope of you giving up on this one is there?"
"Nope." Matt confirmed. "When it comes to my friends being happy I am nothing if not persistent." He wasn't going to think too much about how much he was apparently willing to wallow in misery if it meant making someone else happy. Seriously, he really needed to look into getting therapy at some point.
"For a guy half the school is convinced is mute, you certainly know how to make a good argument."
Matt slung his arm around Quinn's shoulder as they started to weave through the congested hallway towards their next class. "What can I say? I just learned when to speak up is all."
He decided to ignore the voice in his head that was laughing itself sick at his last statement.
"That seems to be going well." Sam remarked as Matt and Quinn moved past them with a nod of recognition from Matt and sweet smile from Quinn. The jock's arm was comfortably wrapped around the blonde's thin shoulders and she was safely tucked against his side, her hand wrapped around his waist. If he didn't know they had only gone for coffee at Kurt's insistence yesterday, Sam would have sworn the duo that past him had been together for months.
"Of course." Kurt said quickly, trying to ignore the tightening sensation around his chest. This was exactly what he wanted. Exactly the outcome he had planned for. And he loved Quinn. She was exactly the type of girl Matt should be seeing. There was absolutely no reason for him to feel like running up to her and yanking her to the ground by the strands of her perfect hair.
"That was the plan after all" he said softly, almost to himself unable to keep his eyes off the twosome as the moved towards their classroom.
Sam regarded Kurt with a speculative eye. This was not the reaction he had been expecting. He had expected to see Kurt preening down the halls, telling anyone who would stop long enough to listen how he had engineered the greatest match of the school year. How he was single-handedly responsible for the happiness of no less than three couples and really everyone should just consult with him on all matters of the heart. Instead his boyfriend looked as if someone had just told him Alexander McQueen had died again. "Everything ok?"
Kurt shook his head and forced himself to look at Sam. "Fine. Everything is fine. Why would you ask that?"
"Because I expected you to be through the roof about your latest triumph and instead you look like someone ran over your cat. And I know you don't have a cat because of the whole hairball issue." Sam pointed out, keeping his tone light and grabbing Kurt's hand in his.
Kurt looked down at their entwined hands and smiled. This was what he wanted right? A boyfriend who was willing to face the testosterone fueled morons with him. Someone who wanted to be with him. This feeling of destroying Quinn was ridiculous and was just another thing he had to get over. Nothing was going to happen with Matt ever and he had accepted that. He had. Or he was at least on his way there. Soon he would be able to look back on all of this and laugh about how stupid he had been.
"I'm fine." He promised. "There's just a test in Mr. Schue's class coming up that I'm not sure I'm fully prepared for."
While it was true Kurt put enormous pressure on himself about his grades, Sam couldn't help but feel Kurt wasn't telling him the truth. A feeling he had been trying to ignore for the past week was starting to come back. There was something Kurt was hiding from him and whatever it was; Sam had a feeling he wasn't going to like. Not one bit.