Secrets Kept

Chapter 4: Brother Knows Best

The room grew dangerously silent. No one spoke. The only sounds heard were heavy breathing and the noise of teeth clenching together.

"F-Finn... I-I..." Kurt was stumbling in between his words. How in the hell was he going to explain this? All the embarrassment he felt at that moment quickly switched to fear once his eyes caught his stepbrothers'.

"Kurt. Who the hell is this?" Finn spat in Blaine's direction. His knuckles turned white from the pressure; he had them balled into tight fists around his waist. Kurt could practically see the anger boil in his eyes, burning bright with disgust. "Who is this?" He repeated now pointing his finger to Blaine, never leaving Kurt's gaze.

Kurt turned away from his stare to sneak a peek over to Blaine, who was oddly enough was calm about the whole situation, totally unfazed, almost as if he was used to things like this...

Kurt didn't have much time to think anything of it before being snapped back to reality by the sound of Blaine speaking. "Blaine" The shorter boy answered. He grinned widely to Finn and extended his hand for the taller boy to take. Kurt could see he was trying to ease the tension between the two but the look Finn gave him didn't help but make it even more awkward.

Finn turned his body so he was now facing Blaine fully and averted his eyes to Blaine's hand held in front of him. He completely ignored it only to change his view to Blaine's face. Blaine still held onto his grin, despite Finn turning him down, and tried his dandiest to not respond with a snarky comment of some sort. The innocence on Blaine's expression only pissed Finn off more. Who the hell does this guy think he is?

Finn's brotherly instincts started to set into motion. He couldn't help it though; the need to protect the people he loved flowed out naturally. He knew that apart from protecting Kurt, as his brother, he owed it to him.

After everything that happened to Kurt in McKinley last year, he vowed to make it up to him. To always be there to protect him from Karofsky and the rest of the football team.

It pained him to know that he could have done more to prevent everything from happening. He wanted to be a better brother and friend for Kurt. He made it his goal.

Burt understood Finn's determination for redemption. Finn promised Burt to look after Kurt, no matter the consequences, and he was not about to take that promise lightly.

"I think you should leave" Finn finally spoke, practically growling at Blaine. "Now"

Kurt watched from across as his stepbrother took a step forward towards Blaine. Kurt was starting to feel his own anger flare up. "Finn!" He shouted to the taller boy, successfully stopping him. Finn froze for a second then retreated back in the middle between the two, head bowed in defeat.

Blaine took that opportunity to pull out, what looked to be a business card, from his jacket and teared off a small chunk of it from the bottom.

Kurt watched the man curiously as he brought the larger piece of the card over to him. He reached to grab it, slowly, as if at any given moment it would somehow disappear before his very eyes.

Written on the card was Blaine's first and last name, cell phone number, and what Kurt guessed was the company's name where it had been ripped off. He left the card immediately to give the shorter boy a reassuring smile, parting his lips to say something but shutting them back instead. With Finn still being there, watching their every movement, it just killed the moment even more.

Kurt wanted to say something, however, anything but the lump in his throat refused to let him.

Blaine must have noticed this and tried to hold back the wicked smirk that threatened to appear. He made his way closer to Kurt and leaned in right bellow the taller boy's ear. "Don't you dare lose that" He whispered, completely ignoring Finn's hard glare.

Kurt, speechless, nodded in understanding. Dame if he thought speaking before was difficult, now he could hardly move. Blaine was out the door and from their sight before anyone else could say anything more. Once the front door shut behind him Finn took the opportunity to speak again. "What is that?"

Kurt could still hear the tenseness in his stepbrothers tone and quickly went to stuff the ripped card into the back of his jeans. "Nothing" Trying his best to avoid eye contact.

He was headed up the staircase that led to their bedrooms, when he heard Finn shout after him. Kurt let a dramatic sigh fall from his mouth as he made his way back down, clearly annoyed for the interrogation he knew he was about to receive.

"Can I please just go to my room? My head hurts like hell and all I want to do is sleep!" Finn didn't budge, he wanted answers. He had questions for Kurt, who didn't know how to answer to. How could he make him understand when he himself didn't. What would he say?

"Well you see I met Blaine here in a coffee shop a couple of days ago and after some flirting I decided to invite him over to our house where he tried to remove my shirt that, no thanks to you, was stained with lemonade. So for whatever reason he stormed out before we almost kissed, probably because he was grossed out by me, and left with nothing less than a goodbye. Oh but don't worry he apologized for leaving after he apologized for stalking me home and forcing himself on me. Anyway since I didn't know it was him I ended up tripping and landing on my face which explains my headache. He offered to help me back home by carrying me on his back which was very hot. Shortly after we got here we kissed again, it was amazing by the way before you rudely interrupted! Then he left, leaving me his number and yes I do plan on calling him later. I think that pretty much covers it all..." yeah that would go swimmingly.

Hearing the words play over and over in his mind gave Kurt an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach. It felt almost like, guilt? ALMOST. Was it really so wrong for him to kiss Blaine after knowing him not more than a day? Yes he hardly knew Blaine and yes being with him always meant him getting hurt but he wanted that kiss and he wanted it again and again. Or at least his body did. His heart, however, felt a little betrayed and used.

Finn was waiting down the steps for what seemed like forever. He was about to protest on Kurt's last comment when the door bell to the house rang, stopping him in his tracks. The taller boy walked over to whoever was at the door, Kurt following behind, and was greeted with an unusual sight.

There outside the door stood two people dressed in white matching uniforms, a woman and a man, both wearing an identical red cross patched onto their shirt pockets. Finn was the first to speak among the four.

"Can I help you?" He hesitantly asked.

"We got a call claiming that someone here needed medical attention" The woman responded matter of factly, sensing the confusion in Finn's face. She wore thick black glasses over her eyes and held onto a small tool box that had the same Red Cross symbol on the front.

"Uhm I think you might have the w-"

"Sorry I must have forgotten" Kurt quickly added, steeping forward and completely ignoring Finn's hard glare. He gestured for the couple to enter into their home and guided them through their kitchen and into the dining room table where he took the seat farthest from Finn. The pair began to examine him and would occasionally whisper little comments to each other.

"Looks like your bruised your head pretty bad, nothing to serious though." The man stated, scribbling something down in his clipboard.

"What happened?" The woman asked.

"Yeah what did happen?" Finn added. There was a hint of innocence in his tone but the smug look on his face made Kurt wanted to smack it right off.

"I... wasn't watching my step and accidently tripped on a crack while walking home." It wasn't a complete lie.

They both nodded and the man went back to his clipboard. After ten more minutes had gone by of running a few more simple tests and procedures the couple left, leaving Finn and Kurt alone to continue where they had left off.

Finn immediately turned to maneuver Kurt against the wall, blocking all paths to escape."We need to talk about this" He demanded, his obvious anger coming back.

Kurt's eyes were fixed on anything but his stepbrother. He chose to instead fiddle with an imaginary stain on his shirt. "Later" He all but whined. His voice was shaky and he hoped that Finn wouldn't notice but he must have sensed Kurt on the verge of tears and relaxed his body.

"You know I'm just worried about you." He replied, tiredly. Kurt simply, still not meeting his stepbrother's eyes. "I love you, okay?" Finn softly spoke, pulling Kurt into a tight hug which, after a getting over the initial shock, returned it with just as much force.

"I know" he smiled goofily into the hug. "I'm sorry. I promise to tell you everything tomorrow"

Finn simply nodded in reply his grip only tightening. Kurt responded by sinking deeper into the embrace, too distracted to notice Finn's fingers trace down his pants, reaching into his pocket and taking out the ripped up card Blaine had given him earlier.

"Just go get some sleep. Don't worry about anything else" Finn smiled carefully pulling away from the shorter boy. Kurt nodded and leaned in to give him one last hug, whispering a quick goodnight.

Finn stood in the hall, waiting to hear the sound of Kurt's bedroom door close, before releasing the now crumpled up paper from his hand. He read trough it briefly before slipping it into his own pocket."This is for your own good, Okay?" He spoke softly to no one, a smile plastered on his face while he headed up the stairs and into his own bedroom.

The smile, however, wasn't one of mischief but one of accomplishment. He meant it when he said 'no matter the consequences' he was going to protect his brother and if that meant keeping him away from this Blaine guy then that's exactly what he was going to do.