Three Times The Hummel Verse

Betting On Love

"Hey." Carson said to Kurt as he sat beside him at the bar. It was late one Saturday night, and the brothers figured it wouldn't hurt to hang out. Both Chris and Finn had been caught up at work.

Kurt looked up from his glass of water. "Hey. What's up?"

Carson shook his head and didn't say anything. He got the bartender's attention and ordered himself a drink. When he finally got a beer, he answered. "Chris is driving me insane."

Kurt looked confused. "What do you mean?"

Carson sighed as he sipped his beer. "I mean I love him and all, but he is always at my house. Sometimes I have to tell him to go home at night. Shannon doesn't mind him being around so much, but between you and me, Chris is a huge cock block."

Kurt laughed loudly, making Carson look around at the people around them. "Awe. Is my baby brother being cock blocked by a gay man?"

Carson scowled. "It's not funny Kurt. It's extremely annoying."

Kurt laughed again, much quieter this time. He too sipped his drink as he thought back on the last few weeks. Chris had been around his apartment a lot too. Not to the point where he was in the way, but to the point of annoyance. "Yeah. I know what you mean. He's been at mine a lot too."

Carson nodded, knowing already. "Blaine told me. What do you think the problem is? Have you been to his place lately?"

"Yeah." Kurt said before gulping down the last of his water. "There's nothing wrong with it." Kurt thought for a moment or two. "I think he's just lonely."

Silence engulfed the brothers again. Suddenly Carson's eyes widened with an idea. "Hey Kurt?"

"What." Kurt rebuffed nervously.

An evil smile began to grow across the man's face as he continued to think out his plan. "I think it's time for another bet."

"Oh yeah?" A small smirk sat firmly on Kurt's face. He immediately knew it was going to be interesting.

"Oh yeah." Carson repeated. "The bet is... Who ever can find the better date for Chris wins."

Kurt's eyebrows began to rise up on his forehead. "Really? I don't think that's a good idea."

"No, it's not, it's a great idea!" Carson exclaimed, beginning to get excited. "We'll each set Chris up with a date, and we'll let him pick who he likes better."

Kurt sat quietly while he thought the plan through. "Ok I guess. I mean, it's worth trying."

Carson smiled again. "That's the spirit."

"Alright, but what does the winner get?"

Carson shrugged. "I don't know, twenty bucks?"

Kurt shrugged as well. "Alright, but what if Chris doesn't go for it?"

"He will. I know he will." Carson said positively.

"Okay but what if he..."

"No more what ifs!" Carson interrupted loudly, gaining himself a shush from the drunkard at the end of the bar. Carson ignored him with a middle finger in the air. "It'll be fine Kurt."

Kurt huffed. "Fine. But if he doesn't like it, this was completely your idea."

Carson smiled, feeling rather accomplished. "Sweet! You have a week to pick out your man and set up the date. Good luck."

Kurt smiled nervously again. Beside his empty glass, his phone went off. As he read the text, his eyes grew wide and a comical expression appeared on his face.