Flesh and Bone [#wattys2015] #wattys (klaine)

Christmas Eve: The Hummel-Hudson family

Christmas Eve: The Hummel-Hudson family

Author's Notes:

So I tried to make a cute chapter, but it ended up darker than I thought it would #VivaLeAngst

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*italic means flashback* (flashbacks will also have a "*" to mark where it begins and where it ends for a better visualization) P.s.: I was thinking about underlining the whole thing, but it just wouldn't be aesthetically pleasing... If you have any tips on that, let me know.

The conversation at the dinner table went on smoothly, everyone joined in at some point or another, which was weird, because I wasn't used to that at all, at my house, we rarely spoke to each other in a daily basis, at the table, the possibility of a conversation was even lesser.

Laughter surrounded the walls, voices going and coming, with the metallic sound of the knives and forks working fast, hitting the plate non stop. Stories being told while we enjoyed the lovely meal that Kurt's step mother made.

I was sitting next to Kurt, the dinner table only had space for four, Kurt's dad took a small white plastic chair from the basement and put it on the table for me.

"How's Glee Club going?" Kurt asked, looking at Finn that was sitting across the table. His eyes glowed for just mentioning his former group.

"We miss you Kurt" Finn growled, he had just put a big piece of meat in his mouth, the dark red sauce dripping down slowly on his chin. In every word he spoke, I was able to see the piece of meat he was trying to chew running from one side to the other inside his mouth, hitting the insides of his cheeks, like a boxer player being thrown around the ring. "It's not the same without you" Finn added, to every word that found its way out of his mouth, a jet of spit would follow it closely

"Finn!" Kurt practically shouted, moving away from the drops of saliva from the mouth of his half-brother, it looked like a small missile of 'salivated food'. "Have some manners" slowly inclining his head to my direction, eyes still fixed on Finn. "we have a guest"

I looked at the boy sitting in front of me with a smile on my lips taking a sip of the orange juice that filled my glass. "it's all good, Finn"

"Awesome bro" He said, putting another huge piece of meat in his mouth, holding big transparent glass of water that now was stained with Finn's fingerprints because of the sauce, taking it to his mouth, watering the piece of meat that was resting on his tongue.

"Mom" Finn muttered, he looked at me, his eyes were filled with confusion, his eye brows glued together, making his forehead frown, it looked like that the lines in his forehead had been svelte by an experienced sculptor. He raised his fork and began to circulate it in the air in front of his eyes, his expression reminded me of a mathematician who was trying to do an impossible count or a philosopher thinking too hard about his existence. "Why Kurt can bring his boyfriend, and I cant?" He asked, looking between his mother and Burt. That's not fai-"

"FINN?!" Kurt said, his voice rippling between notes, sounding sometimes very low, but sometimes very acute as well. His pale face starting to gain a pinkish color with every half of a second.
Carole had a smile on her lips while she exchanged a look with Burt, who just looked at Kurt with his right eyebrow raised, adjusting his cap on his head.

With the word "boyfriend" I felt my heart racing inside my chest and my cheeks begin to heat up, I transferred my gaze to my plate, while I shrunk in the small chair I was sitting on, trying to hide my face from the Hummel-Hudson's.