i. i've seen you crying

Finn hates when Kurt cries – which happens a lot, okay? He hates to remember how he made Kurt cry before, how he was the reason for his brother's face to crumple up in pain, red and blotchy and soaking wet from tears, no actual sounds coming from his mouth.

He's a good brother, now, he likes to think. At least, he tries to be a good brother. But sometimes he just feels like he has completely failed Kurt Hummel.

And every time his brother cries, Finn's heart breaks.

ii. you felt like it's hopeless

"I give up. It's useless."

Kurt looks to where Finn has slammed his textbook shut, rubbing his eyes tiredly. "What's wrong?"

Finn sighs. "It's Algebra. I just…I'm so stupid! I don't understand any of this! I should just give up now."

Kurt walks over to his brother's desk, opening the book gently.

"You're not stupid."

Finn gives him a doubtful look, but Kurt just smiles.

Finn gets a B+ on his Algebra quiz that week, and he posts it on the fridge for everyone to see (but mostly Kurt).

iii. i'll always do my best to make you see

Kurt isn't a real touchy-feely guy (at least not around Finn), but he gets the message across: he loves Finn, he cares for him, and he could never ask for a better brother.

Finn, on the other hand, is terrible at conveying this back, no matter how much Kurt means to him.

But he tries anyways.

When Kurt was upset about Blaine's lack of interest in him, Finn tried to bake him a cake. But, like with most other foods, he burned it, and no amount of icing could cover up his failure.

When Kurt bombed his first test at Dalton, Finn tried to watch Project Runway with him as he drowned his sorrows in low-fat ice cream, but Finn just fell asleep ten minutes in.

So when Kurt comes home after a long day in Burt's shop and is faced a long night of homework to do, Finn doesn't try to dazzle his brother with love and affection; he goes the old-fashioned way.

As he passes by his brother doing work at the kitchen counter, he pecks his cheek, simply and sweetly.

iv. baby you're not alone

The thunderstorm is loud. And neither boy is afraid to admit that they're scared. But they are both too proud to ask for comfort.

(Like that's ever stopped them before.)

So how Finn ends up in Kurt's bed is a mystery, but neither cares that much. Because they're warm and snuggly and safe together and it's so not gay because they are brothers.

(Of course, when Finn wonders out loud if it's gay because Kurt's there, he does get kicked out of the bed. But only for a little while. Kurt is too scared and too forgiving to make him sleep on the floor for very long.)

v. 'cause you're here with me

"Finn, just because my dad told you to keep an eye on me doesn't mean you have to follow me everywhere."

Finn shrugs, aware that Kurt can't actually see his shrug from inside the bathroom stall. "Look, I'm just being a good brother, okay?"

The toilet flushes, and Kurt emerges, brushing past Finn to wash his hands. "Being a good brother doesn't mean you have to stalk me."

"But what if the Bullywhips aren't around to save you? I don't trust Karofsky anyways…" Finn mumbles, pouting a little. "I just need to keep you safe."

Kurt sighs, an adoring expression on his face. "That's sweet of you, Finn." The expression changes very quickly to annoyance. "But if you don't stop following me around, I'm going to start using the girls' room. Frequently."

"Didn't Figgins ban you from there?" Finn asks happily as Kurt picks up his bag.

"Damn that man…" Kurt groans, stalking out of the bathroom. Finn follows like a loyal puppy.

vi. and nothing's ever gonna bring us down

They both stand in front of the headstone, faces solemn. The wind is chilly and biting.

"You ready to go home?" Finn asks, rubbing Kurt's shoulder. The smaller boy nods slowly, eyes never leaving the headstone.

Katherine Elizabeth Hummel.
Daughter. Sister. Wife. Mother.

"I hope she knows Dad is happy again," Kurt whispers, blinking back tears. "She hated when he was sad. And he was sad for so long…"

"I'm sure she knows," Finn says, biting his lip. "But what about you?"

"What about me?" Kurt's voice was soft and thick with emotion.

"Are you happy?"

There is a moment – a long, impregnated, silent moment where nothing but the wind in the trees can be heard. Then:

"Yeah. I am."

Finn smiles. "I think that's what she really wants to know."