Blaine was acting a little weird, had been since they'd gotten to his house. Finn couldn't place what it was though. He was tempted to ask, but Blaine was a pretty private guy. He'd probably just shrug, smile, and start talking about something else.
"So my dad's taking us vacation to Canada, I have no idea why there, but that's where we're going." Finn overheard Wes say through the open doors separating their rooms. "He already booked everything and can't get another ticket for you. I'm sorry."
"It's alright." Blaine answered and Finn heard him sigh. "I'll just hang out at home. I like being alone." Except Finn knew enough about Blaine already to know he was lying. Blaine HATED being alone.
"I'm really sorry man. I hate leaving you alone for so long." Wes sighed and Finn heard his bed creak. "And you love Christmas."
"I can just go visit my grandma. It's only a three hour drive." Blaine said and there was forced cheer in his voice. He was going to be completely alone for Christmas? Nobody should be alone for Christmas.
Without thinking further Finn got off his bed and padded through the bathroom separating their rooms. "Hey."
"Hi, Finn." They said together.
"You're alone for Christmas?" Finn asked and Blaine nodded. "Wanna come to my house again? My mom said you could come over whenever, and I know Burt would be okay with it."
Blaine's jaw dropped slightly. "Um…"
"It would be totally cool." Finn smiled. Oh… maybe he'd be able to figure out what was up with Blaine and help him fix it. See? He was so smart sometimes! "So wanna come?"
"Finn… I…" Blaine sputtered. "Um… I'll think about it alright. Thank you so much for offering Finn." Blaine smiled his show smile, the one Finn had seen for about a month at the beginning of the year before his real one showed up. Finn opened his mouth to ask about it, but then decided it'd be a bad idea. Blaine was a really private guy after all. Instead he just smiled and went back to his room. He'd been on Facebook before their conversation distracted him.
Blaine stared at the ceiling. Normally he slept on his stomach, but tonight he couldn't get his brain to shut off and he thought better when he could stare at the ceiling and throw an arm over his forehead. Maybe it was weird, but Blaine kind of didn't care at the moment. He was busier thinking about what to do now.
Somehow, he honestly hadn't expected to go back to Finn and Kurt's house for a while, maybe never again. But now he was being given the opportunity to spend a month there. It was… an image of Kurt flashed through his brain, of the boy's flushed, smiling face on FaceTime. Blaine blushed and shifted in his bed.
He let his eyes close and the hickey he'd given Kurt swam across his eyelids. Blaine felt phantom hips pressing into his, lips trailing timidly down his neck and behind his ear. He sucked in a calming breath, Wes was just across the room… Phantom Kurt smoothed his hands down Blaine's shoulders and dug his fingers in. Blaine held in a gasp and shifted again.
Did he want to go to Kurt's house again?
Phantom Kurt kissed Blaine's mouth and Blaine had to roll over onto his stomach and stuff his face in his pillow to stifle the moan.
"Sure he can dear." Carole said into the phone while she tossed the salad. Kurt carefully put a chicken cutlet into the pan. He'd been experimenting with making comfort food healthier lately so his dad would stop grumbling. "It was nice to have him this weekend."
Kurt hissed as some oil got on his hand. It was only a few pinpricks and it didn't hurt, but it still wasn't good for his skin.
"Don't forget to tell him it's not any trouble. He seemed like the type to worry about that." Carole said. Kurt wondered who they were talking about. He'd ask when Carole got off the phone. "Good luck on your finals, honey. Study hard."
She hung up the phone and put it back on the hook, placing the salad on the table in the process. "How's it going, Kurt?"
"Almost done." Kurt answered and flipped the chicken. "What did Finn want?"
"Oh, he wants to invite Blaine over for winter break. Apparently the boy's parents are away for longer than we thought and he doesn't have anywhere to go for Christmas. Isn't that a shame, not having somewhere to go for the holidays? Poor boy. He's a nice kid, I hope he comes over."
Kurt's breath caught. Blaine was… Blaine was coming over for a MONTH? An ENTIRE month? Oh fuck… He turned back to the chicken and stared, blood rushing to his cheeks as his heart took off like a rocket. "That's cool." Kurt forced himself to say so Carole wouldn't think he was being weird. "Nice of Finn."
SO nice of Finn, Kurt wanted to hug his big lug of a brother right now, too bad he was in Columbus. Luckily he'd be home soon. Kurt smiled to himself dreamily. Blaine was coming too.
Finals thoroughly sucked. Blaine wanted to shout with relief that he was done, but he was too exhausted to do more than sigh. Stupid soul sucking tests. He trudged back to the dorm quietly, smiling faintly to himself.
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(12:57 pm)
How'd you do on your test?
Blaine stared at his phone. How did Kurt know he had his test now? Did he tell him? And didn't Kurt have class?
To Kurt:
From Blaine:
(1:00 pm)
r u txtin in class young man?
nd i think i did good. i only had to guess on two things
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(1: 03 pm)
I'm on my lunch right now so texting is okay. And that's awesome to hear! Finn told me he had a hard time on his English final. He hates writing essays.
Oh, Finn had his final at the same time. Kurt was smart, he might have put that together.
To Kurt:
From Blaine:
(1:06 pm)
wanna entertain me? im dead to the world right now from this test. sucked my soul clean out of my body
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(1:10 pm)
That doesn't sound pretty. Haha. So I heard you're visiting for all of Christmas break. You'll be at my house for a full month…
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(1:11 pm)
Does that mean we get 'next time' quicker than planned?
Blaine had a vision of Kurt biting his lip and looking nervous, staring at his phone waiting for a response.
To Kurt:
From Blaine:
(1:14 pm)
definitely.
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(1:16 pm)
:) Now I'm excited to see you, more excited anyway.
To Kurt:
From Blaine:
(1:19 pm)
lol! good to see im just here for ur libido!
srlsy tho, itll be good to see u too
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(1:23 pm)
You are not here just for that! I like your personality too! :)
I can't wait. How are we going to get alone time anyway? Do you have any ideas?
Blaine pouted and stared at his phone. He hadn't thought of that. They'd just sort of winged it when he was over for Thanksgiving, but being over for so long would make it a bit more difficult probably. Or easier, it really depended how they ended up working things out.
A lightbulb went off in Blaine's head. Did Kurt think this meant they could date? DID it mean they could date? A pleased flutter went through Blaine's chest at the thought.
From Kurt:
To Blaine:
(1:25 pm)
I have to go to class now, the bell just rang. Talk to you later. Bye.
The bell, Blaine remembered the bell. That thing had been so annoying, and he was so glad college didn't have one. Although maybe some more clocks in classrooms would be helpful. High school had a clock in every room.
High school. Kurt was in high school.
Suddenly Blaine remembered just how young Kurt was, just sixteen. They had a four year age gap. Maybe in ten years that wouldn't mean anything, but right now that was a fifth of Blaine's life, a forth of Kurt's. Blaine stopped walking, still staring at his phone.
Was it right to date a high schooler while he was in college? A high schooler that wasn't even close by, but a good two hours drive away? Blaine didn't know, and it made his head spin just thinking about it.
Technically he'd be dating a minor. Fuck, they'd already had pseudo-sex. Yeah it was just grinding, but now that he was thinking about it, Kurt would probably be thinking of what happened that way. It was certainly more electrifying an experience than any full-out sex Blaine had participated in.
Would the law count that as sex? Or did he not even need to have sex with him to be a pedophile? Was he a pedophile? What was the age of consent in Ohio again? Was there an age gap they were allowed to have without getting in trouble? Damn it, now he needed to go look things up to make sure he could even TOUCH Kurt again without freaking out. He did NOT want to go to jail thank you.
Finn liked driving well enough. Going fast on highways was better than driving through residential areas. He didn't think of the mailman as often on the highway, or when he was going fast. But whenever he was going slow, well, let's just say he still cringes every time he sees a postal truck.
To help keep his mind off it he always had music playing. The drive back for winter break was no exception. And since Blaine was in the car with him he'd tried to make a play list they'd both like. He'd even put some Katy Perry and that Roxy Music guy on it for him.
Blaine was silent. It was kind of freaking Finn out. The guy hadn't been this quiet with him since Finn had that mini freak out the beginning of the year when he found Blaine kissing that guy he never saw again. It wasn't that he really had a problem with Blaine being gay; it would be a bit hippocratic of him if he did considering Kurt was his brother and all. No, it was just that Blaine wasn't so obvious as Kurt and it had surprised him to see Blaine getting his mack on with another guy. Also he'd never seen two dudes going at it so that was weird too, but not BAD weird, just different weird.
Finn snuck a glance over at Blaine. He was just staring out the window aimlessly. Still weird. Finn fiddled with the music until a song Blaine was ALWAYS singing in the shower came on. Blaine didn't even seem to notice. Finn sighed.
AN: This is kind of a birthday present to myself, I enjoy putting chapters out and hearing what people think.
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