3- Phone Calls

Summary- Finn answers a phone call meant for Kurt. Brotherly Furt.

"Damn it Artie you always win!" Finn yelled. Groaning as he tossed his controller to the ground.

"What can I say? I'm just skilled yo." Artie responded, putting his controller in his lap and crossing his arms confidently.

Some of the Glee guys came over to the Hummel Hudson house hold every once in a while for video game sessions. During these visits, Kurt would usually lock himself in his room doing who knows what. Finn had tried to get Kurt to join them a few times, but Kurt had just scowled and said that all the button pushing would give him hand cramps. Finn had tried to convince him it wouldn't, but eventually gave up, figuring if Kurt wanted to join them he would.

His relationship with Kurt was getting better, but it was far from perfect. They still fought, but only over small things like Finn tussling Kurt hair by habit and Kurt getting mad and having to fix it even though Finn thought it looked fine. They had the whole 'basement incident' a while back, but all was forgiven for that. Kurt had gotten over his crush and they were finally starting to feel like a real family.

They all picked up their controllers and voted for the next map before they started up the next round of Halo, Finn made sure it would be him and Artie versus Puck and Mike, basically guaranteeing him the win.

Artie just landed a head shot on Mike when the phone started ringing. "Dude are you gonna get that?" Puck half yelled over the game volume, sounds of gunshots and explosions booming over the background music.

"After this round!" Finn called back. After a few seconds, the phone stopped ringing and Finn could hear the slight mumble of someone leaving a message but couldn't decipher what they were saying. It didn't take that long till he heard the beep signaling the message was over. If it was that short, he doubted it was important enough for pausing mid round anyway.

After a lot of shooting and frustrated cursing, they finished the round. Artie and him winning, but that wasn't really a surprise to anyone. He made his way to the kitchen where the phone was. He started going through the messages, deleting a couple from his mom telling him to get himself dinner that night before he got to the newest one.

The message was short but definitely not sweet. A man's voice, rough but not old, came through the speaker. "We're going to slit your throat, faggot." He said before the message ended. Finn stared down at the phone, he knew who that message was for. He knew Kurt had gotten phone calls calling him names, but this was… this was so much worse than he thought.

Kurt had just told him about the defying gravity dispute. He knew it had happened more than that one time, but he didn't know it still happened and much less how violent they were. This was a serious threat.

"Guys get in here!" Finn called hastily to the three teens on the couch. They all came reasonably fast, having heard the urgency in his voice.

"What's up?" Mike asked, concern clear in his voice. His eyebrows we're furrowed together and his mouth was open slightly.

"Listen to this." Finn said as he pressed 3 on the machine, replaying the message. The message played, and then all the guys were looking down in shock. There expressions almost matching Finn's. "Why didn't he tell me it was this bad?" Finn asked, mostly to himself.

"We have to show him." Puck said. Already walking towards the basement.

"No! We can't do that! It'll hurt his feelings. Kurt seems… delicate." Artie tried. Mike nodded, siding with Artie.

Puck stopped, turning around. "Tougher than you think. When I use to toss him in the dumpster, he never cried. Didn't even tear up." Puck stated. "Plus if we don't tell him now, Finn will eventually spill it anyway. Then he'll just be mad we didn't tell him right away."

All the guys murmured in agreeance, a slight blush coming to Finn's cheeks at the accuracy of the statement. They all made their way to the door that led downstairs.

Finn went first, twisting the handle only to find it locked. He knocked on the door. "Kurt open the door!" He yelled so Kurt would hear him. He continued to knock until a very annoyed Kurt opened it.

He looked shocked for a second, seeing the four teens there, but quickly recovered and scowled at them, one hand on his hip and the other on the door. "What do you want?"

"You need to come with us right now." Finn almost ordered him. Kurt looked taken back, but his expression softened when he took in the look of concern on Finn's face. Reluctantly, he followed them into the kitchen where Finn replayed a message on the answering machine.

Kurt gulped. "Yah, so?" He asked, trying to appear less hurt than he was.

"So why the hell didn't you tell me it was this bad!" Finn yelled.

"I, um, I guess I'm just use to it."

Finn's expression softened dramatically. "You shouldn't be use to this kind of thing." He said, putting a hand on Kurt's shoulder as he looked down, clearly embarrassed. Finn turned to the three guys, jerking his head in a way that said 'Get out for a minute'. They nodded, walking back towards the living room. Finn returned his attention to Kurt. "You know you can tell me anything right? We're brothers."

"It still hurts." Kurt whimpered quietly. "It hurts every time."

"That's nothing to be embarrassed about, Kurt. It's demanding-"

"Demeaning."

"-demeaning, and I want you to tell me every time you get a call like this okay? And I'll beat the crap out of anyone who tries to mess with my little brother."

Kurt chose not to say anything about the 'little brother' remark. Not this time at least. Instead he just wiped away a few stray tears and let Finn pull him into a hug. He closed his eyes and nuzzles into the taller boys chest. Finn rest his chin on the top of Kurt's head.

Kurt sighed. A content smile gracing his face.

He had a brother.

Whelp that's 3! I've decided that you guys can totally suggest prompts for me to do, but it's not 100% that I'll end up doing all of them. I want to thank you guys so much for 100 views! I know it may not seem like much but every story has to start somewhere!

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