My Best Friends Brother

Chapter 11

Kurt knew that Rachel and Mercedes were catching onto him and Blaine. Especially the other day when Blaine came to hang out with Finn. He walked in while sneaking away like he usually does but the two were over, hanging out.

"What are you doing?" Rachel asked him.

"Oh-- just have a question for Kurt about French." He said.

"Okay? So what's your question?" Mercedes asked.

"Uhh— never mind."

"Just ask the stupid question!" Rachel snapped.

"Guys, stop being rude." Kurt said, seeing Blaine's face. He looked kind of upset. Blaine just stood there.

"What are you doing?" Mercedes asked. Blaine furrowed his eyebrows and looked down.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked, standing up.

"I just need—" he took a deep breath in and out before clearing his throat. "Can I have water?"

"Yeah." Kurt said, walking downstairs. Mercedes and Rachel looked at him as he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. That's when they started getting worried.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"I just have a bit of anxiety and it sometimes acts up when I get stressed."

"I'm sorry." They both said.

"I'm fine. I just need quiet."

"Okay." Kurt got back shortly and gave him water, looking really worried. He drank it and after a minute, was okay.

"Uhh— thanks." Blaine said, leaving quickly.

"Why are you so worried?" Rachel asked.

"Huh?"

"Why are you so worried? You're not even that close to him and he's okay now."

"I just didn't know what happened."

"Okay."

After him being worried all day since he couldn't go check on Blaine, they knew something was off. About a week later, Blaine went over again and they were in Kurts room. There was a knock on the door and they froze. The doorknob shook and they both stood. Blaine stood behind the door with his shirt in his hands as Kurt opened it.

"Dad, what's up?"

"Rachel and Mercedes are here."

"When did you get here?"

"About 5 minutes ago. Not long."

"Odd. I didn't hear the garage open."

"I parked in the driveway. Why does that matter?"

"It doesn't."

"So, your friends?" They both appeared behind him.

"Can I meet you downstairs? I need to get dressed.

"It's not like we haven't seen you undressed before." Burt laughed, heading down the hall to his room.

"Just— go down."

"You're being weird. Are you hiding something?"

"No."

"Then what's up?"

"Nothing." They pushed the door open more and walked in. Kurt stood in front of Blaine, his heart racing. The girls looked over and saw both shirtless boys as Kurt shut the door.

"Oh. My. God." Rachel and Mercedes said, dropping their jaws. Now they were caught so why would they even try to hide anything. Kurt moved, rolling his eyes.

"If I say don't walk in, why come in?"

"Cause we are friends and can do what we want." Rachel replied.

"Plus if we didn't, how would we have found out about— this." Mercedes added, motioning to us.

"You weren't supposed to." Blaine said.

"So that's why both of you have been acting weird and Blaine just walked in that one time."

"Let's not bring that up."

"You know having anxiety isn't embarrassing." Kurt whispered to him.

"Stop!"

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"Anyways, let's not tell anyone."

"Why?"

"Finn will make it too complicated."

"Who cares about him?"

"Us."

"Why?" Blaine put his shirt on.

"Because he will ruin everything and throw a fit."

"So you're just keeping it a secret?"

"Yea and you will too."

"Fine."

"I'm gonna sneak him out since dad went to his room."

"Okay."

"Finn's not here, right?"

"No." I nodded and we hurried downstairs. As we ran through the hall, heading for the side door, we heard someone clear their throat. Oh no. We are caught. Kurt thought, slowly turning. It was Carole.

"Oh, hey."

"What is this?"

"Nothing." She stood and walked over.

"What were you doing?" She asked, arms crossed.

"Hanging out." She looked us both over.

"I'm not stupid. It's either tell me the truth or I'll confront you." Blaine and I looked at each other before looking back at her. "Because both of you tuck your shirts and none are right now, your hair looks a specific way, and you both have been acting weird recently."

"Please don't tell Finn or dad! I'm begging you!"

"I won't."

"Thank you!" Kurt said with a relieved sigh.

"But you really think they won't find out on their own?"

"I mean- they will but we will figure it out when it happens."

"Alright." Blaine was about to turn back around when Carole stopped him again. "Oh, and one more question?"

"What?"

"You guys are being safe, right?"

"Oh my god! Carole!" Kurt yelled.

"What? I'm just worried.

"Do you even know me?"

"Yes but you never know."

"Yes! We are! Now stop..."

"Okay okay. You can go Blaine." He left the house quickly and Kurt rolled his eyes before heading back upstairs.

"Don't joke or whatever." He said, walking back in the room.

"Someone's in a mood."

"I just don't need it right now, okay?"

"Okay." They looked at each other before back at him.