AN: by request here is a little Finn/Kurt. Inspired by lyrics from "Those Nights" by Skillet
The city noises creeped in from outside as Kurt lay staring at the ceiling, his breaths coming in between sobs. It had been a week since he had tossed the card from the flowers Blaine had sent him into the trash can. A week of tears and endless nights. Tonight, like so many other nights, Kurt wished he could climb from his bed and go to his brother's room. Finn use to grumble about being woken up, but would always sit up in his bed, turn on the TV and invite Kurt to stay.
Sometimes they talked but most of the time they would just sit and watch the TV screen, Finn leaning against the head board and Kurt stretched out across the foot of the bed. He'd lost count of how many times he would fall asleep there and somehow wake up in his own room. Finn must have gotten him to his own bed somehow, but Kurt could never remember changing rooms a second time and neither bothered to discuss the issue in the morning.
How he longed to be able to do that tonight, but they no longer lived in the same house. He was living in New York City with Rachel now, and though a good friend, Rachel was often too wrapped up in herself to be a comfort to someone else. Going to Rachel tonight would only lead to her lamenting about her breakup with Finn. He couldn't deal with that right now.
Turning on his side, Kurt reached blindly for his cell phone. It wasn't long before he had found Finn's name and was placing a call.
"Hello," came Finn's sleepy reply.
"Hey, Finn. Sorry to wake you."
"Kurt? Is everything okay?" Finn asked, more awake and a slight trace of panic in his voice.
"Everything is fine. I just couldn't sleep."
He heard Finn's sigh of relief over the phone. "Turn on you laptop, we'll Skype," Finn told him.
"Okay," Kurt replied, turning on his lamp and finding his laptop. It wasn't long before he had a connection with Finn back in Lima. Kurt could hear the television on in the background.
"You want to talk?" Finn asked.
"Not really," Kurt admitted.
"Okay. We'll just watch tv together then but let me know if you change your mind," Finn said before turning his laptop so that Kurt could see the television.
Kurt let out a small laugh as he settled back against his headboard, computer balanced on his lap. It was a close to those old times as they could get these days.