AN: Just a bit more addition to one of my favorite episodes - "Furt". Inspired by lyrics from "Please Take Me Home" by Blink 182
Kurt stood in the doorway watching the staff clean up from the reception. Already the memories were flashing through his mind. The whole day had gone smoothly and he was so happy for his Dad an Carole. It was clear the two were in love and for once he didn't regret his meddling in the situation. True, his original intent hadn't been to get them together for their sakes but to get closer to Finn, but they had turned out to be the perfect match. His Dad was the happiest he had been since before his Mom had died and Carole seemed to walk around with a perpetual glow. This was definitely a case where the ends justified the means.
A hand came down on his shoulder and he jumped slightly before realizing who it was.
"Dude, you ready? The gifts are loaded in your car and Burt and my mom have already left for the hotel."
Kurt nodded absently not looking at his new stepbrother. Instead, his gaze was trained on the room's wooden dance floor where only hours earlier Finn had promised to always have his back along with singing a song to him. It was the nicest gesture anyone had made to him and part of him wondered if it wasn't all a dream.
"I meant what I said tonight, Kurt. Azimio or any of the others give you a hard time, let me know."
"They'll start throwing slushies at you again, you do realize that don't you. Quaterback of our high school football team isn't going to save you from that."
Finn shrugged. "Then maybe I'll just have to make sure I have something to return fire with," he replied. "Throwing it at someone else has got to be better than throwing it in my own face."
"I did that for you, if you remember."
Finn looped his arm around Kurt's shoulders. "I do. Now how about we get out of here and head home. I want out of this suit. Or you could give me your keys and you can walk home when you're done daydreaming," he added, a smile coming to his face.
"I am never giving you the keys to my Navigator, Finn Hudson. Who knows what or who you'll hit with it," Kurt replied as he turned from the ballroom and headed toward the exit in perfect step with his stepbrother.