Blaine entered the house, tossing his keys on the side table and tried to ignore the smell that was lingering in the house. He assumed it was Finn.
As soon as he saw Kurt, he rushed forward and pulled him into a tight hug, holding him close and trying to fight the urge to cry. Anything could have happened to Kurt today. And yes, he understood it, he did, but he hated it. He hated it and he just wanted to hold Kurt and protect him. From people who hit him, from the world, from drugs and this whole thing. "Hi, baby."
"Hi, you," Kurt said and he hated how his voice sounded and that he was melting a bit too much into the hug. But that was why he and Blaine were together, to support one another. He held him and tucked his head down to rest against Blaine's shoulder, fighting the urge to cry so that Finn wouldn't see it when he'd come back out again. He finally pulled away, gesturing to his face. "I'm already cooling it. It's not so bad."
Could have been so much worse and he knew that. "He's alive, Blaine. So I have a second chance now."
"Just take some painkillers, okay?" Blaine asked as he cupped Kurt's face and tilted it towards the hallway light so he could see it better. It was still just a red mark but he was sure it was going to be purple by the morning. "Hartley is coming so he should be here in like 20 minutes or something. I just -- let's take it step by step, okay?"
Kurt had tried with Finn before and it never went well. Finn just wasn't Finn. They had all mourned him, in their own ways, but Kurt never could. He kept searching, even when there was no hope. "What's our plan?"
"We have pizza coming. He ate some of a cookie today so I hope I can get him to eat some pizza too." Here was hoping. Not exactly the healthiest meal but at least something decent to give him any kind of sustenance. "And I asked Axel for help. He hasn't seen the messages yet but... He managed to get off of heroin, right? So I know it's possible."
He knew Axel still did drugs sometimes, but no longer heroin. So he had to believe that it was possible. "He laughed with me today. He sounded like Finn when he did. And he protected me when that guy punched me."
"He's still Finn, deep down, it's just hard to say. These things are hard. That's what Hartley told me about Axel. It's never easy." He didn't know much more, he didn't know Axel well enough to ask but Hartley had told him once, when they were discussing relationships. "Am I allowed to see him or should I make myself scarce? Cause I can. I'll just steal some pizza."
Blaine shrugged and checked his phone when he heard a buzz. It wasn't his though, it was Kurt's.
"It's Axel," Kurt narrated, replying to him quickly, "He's coming in ten minutes."
finn in shower blaine is home hartley is coming im fine
Kurt imagined that Axel would baby him over the bruising and be a mother hen over him having been in danger, that seemed unavoidable. He looked at Blaine and shrugged, unsure. "I want to be with you. I'm not sure what's best though. And I know it will be difficult."
"I'll stay scarce but nearby, if you need me." Blaine offered, knowing it was probably going to spook Finn is he said or did too much. And he didn't want to fuck this up for Kurt, he wouldn't be able to live with himself.
The shower turned off and Blaine leaned forward, kissing Kurt and then gesturing at him to go. "I'm going to wait outside and brief the guys. Maybe I'll bring the pizza in."
He smiled weakly and then checked his phone, responding to Hartley. "They're on route together, apparently."
"Awesome. I can't wait to see Hartley punch Finn." It just seemed like it could happen. "Or have sex with him." Seemed not that unlikely either. Kurt kissed Blaine back and then he walked back over to wait for Finn to get out of the bathroom, yelling through the door for now. "I laid out a towel and some clothes for you, Finn!"
Luckily Sam really did have some slightly oversized pyjama shirts. He figured given the lack of actual sex, there was a lot of need for pyjamas.
"Okay!" Finn called through the door as he grabbed the clothes and pulled them on. The pants were a bit short on him but the shirt wasn't half bad. He looked at himself in the mirror for the first time in a while and just inspected everything. His track backs, his stubble, the missing molar in the back of his mouth. He splashed cold water on his face and then left the bathroom.
"Thanks for the shower." Finn didn't intend to stay the night but he could eat some pizza and fight the urge not to rob Kurt for a few more hours before he left. He owed him that much.
"Your clothes are almost done washing, then I'll put them in the dryer. Only takes about an hour in there." Kurt tried to seem relaxed and not as if he was on edge because Blaine was waiting outside for Axel and Hartley and whatever that might bring. He knew he was essentially setting a trap for his brother, but he felt he had warned him sufficiently, really. Finn just never suspected that anyone could be devious. "Blaine is going to bring the pizza, I'm sure he'll be here any minute now."
"Cool." Finn offered as he followed Kurt into the living room, just walking around and looking at the place. It was really nice. Big Tv, he could get a lot for that. The game controlled, the xbox, the fucking watch on the dining table. What moron left that there? Oh, yeah, people who didn't expect to be robbed by a junkie.
"Look, I know you'll probably want to tell my mom and your dad but I think it's just better if I'm dead to them. So maybe, like, I can't stop you but think about it. For them, not for me. If I'm dead, the better memories stand out more. If I'm alive, it's just -- this." He gestured at himself and then turned back, eyeing up Sam or Blaine's watch. He didn't know.
"It's not better for anyone to think that you're dead, Finn. I've been there. I can judge that." He had been there when Carole had broken down. More than once. Had been there for his father. Had felt so strongly that he wasn't enough for either of them, because that wasn't how it worked. No matter how he tried, he couldn't make up for the loss they'd suffered.
They were another reason he had to try this. Even if Finn would end up never forgiving him. "That's Blaine's watch. Christmas present. It's supposed to remind him of stuff but he keeps leaving it lying around everywhere."
"Yeah, it's nice." It was a gift from Kurt to Blaine and he had been thinking of swiping it. Jesus, what was he doing. He felt tears come to his eyes and he raised his hand to push his palm into his eye, trying to force them to stay inside because he was dying for another hit, his body hurt and it was all he wanted right now. And here was his little bro, trying so hard and he didn't care.
Why didn't he care? "I should go, Kurt. Before I-- It's nice to see you but I can't." He was going to do something bad. He could feel it. He knew it was coming. "I just want to go."
"I don't care, Finn. You're not leaving." Kurt pulled himself up to his full height, which was over a head shorter than Finn anyway, but that didn't matter. He put himself between his brother and the exit route, ready to fight him should he have to. "You died to me and you've done things to me and you can't do any worse. You can't destroy anything more because I know this isn't you. But there's still people that deserve to have you alive for their sake and I'm going to fight for that. No matter what you do."
He wanted to fight for the sake of their parents. Of Rachel. Of Will and Emma and Puck. Of Finn himself, not least of all. "I'm not letting you out there again."
"I got to go. Don't push me." Finn's voice cracked with emotion, he didn't want this. He put his arms above his head and tried to breathe but it all felt to claustrophobic. Kurt was here, pushing, and he was itching all over. His insides were burning. He didn't even have his fucking shoes and for some reason, it just upset him deeply. He was going to have to just run like this.
He squared up to Kurt but he didn't want to hurt him, he really didn't. "Move. Come on, Kurt. I don't want to hurt you. I just need it, I need it so bad and I can't do this. I can't play house and pretend it's all okay! It's not okay! It's not okay and I just want to get high. Why can't I?" It just didn't make any sense. Why couldn't he be happy? "This is just who I am and you can't accept it. I'm different. Get over it and get out of my way."
With as much strength as he could get, he tried to shove Kurt from his path.
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WHAT?
WHY?
I'm so confused
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he mentioned Finn to me and I had to go find him right away, Sebastian came with me
I think Sebastian is probably horrified because of where we ended up
speaking of, I have a bit of a bruised face
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no
you went with sebastian to find finn?
no, tell me i'm misunderstanding
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I told Sebastian he didn't have to come with me...
anyway, nothing much happened
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I asked Hartley to come with cuffs and he asked why
What do I tell him?
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I can take care of myself and Finn was there
either tell Hartley the truth or tell him that we are getting kinkier?
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I'm not happy, Kurt.
You could have gotten seriously hurt.
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I'm sorry
you can yell at me later
but I had to find Finn
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I understand.
I'm just not happy.
Hartley said he's coming over.
I'll be home in a few.
How is Finn doing?
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which makes sense, if you'd smelled him
but I heard him sing a bit, so, there is that
I get that you're not happy but can you hug me when you get home?
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As soon as he saw Kurt, he rushed forward and pulled him into a tight hug, holding him close and trying to fight the urge to cry. Anything could have happened to Kurt today. And yes, he understood it, he did, but he hated it. He hated it and he just wanted to hold Kurt and protect him. From people who hit him, from the world, from drugs and this whole thing. "Hi, baby."
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Could have been so much worse and he knew that. "He's alive, Blaine. So I have a second chance now."
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Kurt had tried with Finn before and it never went well. Finn just wasn't Finn. They had all mourned him, in their own ways, but Kurt never could. He kept searching, even when there was no hope. "What's our plan?"
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He knew Axel still did drugs sometimes, but no longer heroin. So he had to believe that it was possible. "He laughed with me today. He sounded like Finn when he did. And he protected me when that guy punched me."
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Blaine shrugged and checked his phone when he heard a buzz. It wasn't his though, it was Kurt's.
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finn in shower
blaine is home
hartley is coming
im fine
Kurt imagined that Axel would baby him over the bruising and be a mother hen over him having been in danger, that seemed unavoidable. He looked at Blaine and shrugged, unsure. "I want to be with you. I'm not sure what's best though. And I know it will be difficult."
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The shower turned off and Blaine leaned forward, kissing Kurt and then gesturing at him to go. "I'm going to wait outside and brief the guys. Maybe I'll bring the pizza in."
He smiled weakly and then checked his phone, responding to Hartley. "They're on route together, apparently."
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Luckily Sam really did have some slightly oversized pyjama shirts. He figured given the lack of actual sex, there was a lot of need for pyjamas.
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"Thanks for the shower." Finn didn't intend to stay the night but he could eat some pizza and fight the urge not to rob Kurt for a few more hours before he left. He owed him that much.
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"Look, I know you'll probably want to tell my mom and your dad but I think it's just better if I'm dead to them. So maybe, like, I can't stop you but think about it. For them, not for me. If I'm dead, the better memories stand out more. If I'm alive, it's just -- this." He gestured at himself and then turned back, eyeing up Sam or Blaine's watch. He didn't know.
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They were another reason he had to try this. Even if Finn would end up never forgiving him. "That's Blaine's watch. Christmas present. It's supposed to remind him of stuff but he keeps leaving it lying around everywhere."
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Why didn't he care? "I should go, Kurt. Before I-- It's nice to see you but I can't." He was going to do something bad. He could feel it. He knew it was coming. "I just want to go."
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He wanted to fight for the sake of their parents. Of Rachel. Of Will and Emma and Puck. Of Finn himself, not least of all. "I'm not letting you out there again."
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He squared up to Kurt but he didn't want to hurt him, he really didn't. "Move. Come on, Kurt. I don't want to hurt you. I just need it, I need it so bad and I can't do this. I can't play house and pretend it's all okay! It's not okay! It's not okay and I just want to get high. Why can't I?" It just didn't make any sense. Why couldn't he be happy? "This is just who I am and you can't accept it. I'm different. Get over it and get out of my way."
With as much strength as he could get, he tried to shove Kurt from his path.
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