I want one. I am seriously contemplating raiding Blaine’s side of the closet to see if he has any extra sweaters lying around that I could possibly steal…
“Well, have you seen them?” He questioned, eyebrows rising up in a questioning manner, “because they’re pretty good abs if you ask me.” Maybe he was biased on that, but he wasn’t going to mention that out loud, especially not when he could be dancing the Time Warp with his best friend and acting like a complete fool. “It’s astounding; Time is fleeting; Madness takes its toll. But listen closely…” he began, voice instantly dropping down a bit as he sang and gave Rachel a crazy look.
Nice to see you too, Finn.
Hey little brother. How’ve you been?
Busy to put it lightly. And yourself?
Nice to see you too, Finn.
Kurt’s eyes followed Santana’s hand down to the way it rested on her stomach. He’d seen that action before, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint where he’d seen it. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, mustering up his courage for what he was about to say. “I know you think I don’t understand how you feel,” he began, glazs eyes fluttering open slowly to meet soft brown ones, “but I do. It’s not just the bullying, it’s the exact position you’re in now.” It was strange to be saying those words; to feel the weight of them on his tongue. “I got myself out of it, and I know it’s hard because you love him and you’ll be hurting him, but he’s been hurting you and you- you deserve better than that,” Again, those were words he hadn’t really been expecting to hear himself say, especially since Santana had been quite the head bitch back at McKinley, but she was still his friend.
He had known that offering for Santana to stay with him and Blaine had probably been pushing things a bit too far, but he couldn’t help it, he wanted to help his friend out. “Then we’ll find you a new place to live. Somewhere close by so you can come over and rant to me about how much you hate me for making you move and-” he paused, hands waving in the air lazily as he attempted to find the words he was looking for, “-and… I’m here, okay?”
“You actually believe that?” she asked, the shock in her voice hard to hide as she stared at a boy she had put so much of her time into bullying in high school. Now he was telling her that she deserved better than the treatment he had gotten for four years at McKinley? She couldn’t quite understand. There was one thing that he had said, though, that had been completely false. “I think the only way I would hurt him if I left him would be to hurt his pride.” Tyler didn’t love her an ounce, but he did love the idea of having almost complete dominion over her. It fed his ego.
Santana actually laughed at Kurt’s babble about finding her a new apartment. It felt like the first time she had done so in ages. However, even with a new smile on her face, she shook her head. “It’s not that simple, Kurt. I don’t know what he would do to me if I left him. He likes having me around to show off to his friends, and if I fuck that up…it’s just really complicated.”
“Believe what?” He questioned in response, “That you deserve better? Yes. We’re not in high school any more, Santana, we’ve grown up. So, yes, I do believe that.” He hoped that his sincerity about his statement came across to her, because he wasn’t sure that he could sit back and try to explain his reason as to why she should have better than somebody who beat her, though he would try if asked. “Then hurt his pride!” He exclaimed a bit too loudly, causing one or two people to look over at them with curious looks on their faces. He ducked his head down slightly at that, waiting for the strangers to look away before glancing back up to Santana and listening to the rest of what she had to say.
“Then go to the police. File a report on him. Make them aware. Do something but sit back and take it.” He knew that the last thing he said probably wasn’t the best thing to say to her at the moment, but he didn’t know what else to do. He had sat back and taken it; the beatings, the forced sex… everything. As much as he had disliked Santana for a while back at McKinley, he would not wish any of that upon her. Hell, he wouldn’t even wish it upon Andrew even though Andrew was the one that did it to him. But maybe that was just him and his own personality. “I’m sorry,” he whispered a few moments later, “I just don’t think anybody should have to go through what I went through when there’s ways out of it.”
Kurt took what his friend was saying to mind and sighed as he gave in and nodded in agreement. “Fine, we won’t have Blaine play Rocky,” he stated, though the image of Blaine in gold shorts did flash in his mind for a second, causing him to grin playfully, almost missing as Rachel threw him his soda. His hands fumbled for a moment as he caught it before he moved to set it down on the coffee table amongst their snacks and jumped up, hands instantly reaching out for Rachel’s new and tugging her around the coffee table. “It’s about to start!” He exclaimed excitedly as he turned to face the TV as the opening of the Time Warp was playing out.
Because you just said that and my mind won’t think straight.
Be any more beautiful, I dare you.
Hmmm, I’m always up for a dare! Would it help if the shirt was gone…?
It should be illegal for you to say such things.
Oh? And why is that?
What? Because I said fuck?
… Yes. I can practically hear you laughing already…