Finn came into the house, wiping sweat from his neck. It was 97 degrees outside and his run had been killer. Now all he wanted to do was take a cold shower and walk around the house in nothing but boxers. (And raid the freezer for Burt's hidden ice cream. Kurt would never have to know.)

But as he ascended the stairs, he heard a whimper of pain coming from Kurt's room. Opening the door slowly, he poked his head into the (unnaturally) tidy room.

Kurt was sprawled on his bed, face down, groaning into his mattress. Normally Finn would have backed away and left the room, because Kurt seemed to be having "private time," but the vivid red coloring of his stepbrother's back made it clear that Kurt was in pain, not…well…doing other things.

"Kurt…?" Finn asked cautiously, scooting closer to the bed. "Did you get sunburned?"

The smaller boy turned his head, scowling at Finn. "No, Finn. I just painted my back to look like a tomato."

Finn held back a smirk at his brother's sarcasm. "Well, in that case, I guess you won't need me to rub some aloe vera on it, will you?"

Kurt groaned, head falling back against the mattress. "Fi-inn…will you please assist me with the aloe vera? It's on the night stand."

Finn obliged, hopping onto the bed next to his brother. He squirted out a huge glob of the green slime, causing Kurt to shriek.

"Crap, that's cold!" He muttered, shoulders tensing.

"But it'll make the boo-boo go away," Finn said matter-of-factly. Kurt turned around, judgment clear in his eyes. Finn cleared his throat awkwardly. "I mean…it'll make the burn…heal."

Kurt turned back around, laughing a little, and seemed to relax more as Finn rubbed the aloe across his back. The burn was pretty nasty, and sensitive to the touch, but Finn was gentle and his hands felt pretty good.

"Mmgh…" he moaned, muscles completely relaxing. "Finn, you should become a masseuse. It's your calling in life."

Finn chuckled, moving his hands lower. He moved so he was straddling Kurt's thighs, completely unaware of the compromising position they were now in.

"Hey, Kurt, I got your text and brought you some- um…ice packs…" Blaine appeared in the doorway, a plastic bag in hand. "Um…Finn? Why are you straddling my boyfriend?"

Finn's face turned as red as Kurt's back, and jumped back quickly. "Uh…I was rubbing some aloe vera into his back…well…this is sort of awkward…"

Blaine was blinking rapidly, mouth agape. "Kurt…?"

The brunette looked up coolly. "What?"

"Why is he…?"

Kurt shrugged, propping his head up with his hand. "Being a good brother? Because he knows I'll burn his favorite puffy vests if he doesn't."

Finn nodded in agreement.

Blaine was still a little taken aback. "B-but…"

Kurt was just too amused now. "Did you really think I would be cheating on you – with Finn of all people? Please, he's straight. In fact, he's almost too straight to function."

Blaine nodded slowly, trying to take everything in. "Alright. Well…I'm just going to be in the kitchen…not thinking about you two…I need a cold shower…" He mumbled the last part, leaving the room quickly.

Kurt got up to follow him, patting Finn on the arm. "I wasn't lying, brother of mine. You would make a terrific masseuse." He ran out the door, a wicked grin on his face. "Hey, Blaine! I think we have some Popsicles in the freezer!"