Disclaimer: I don't own anything except an overactive imagination.

Wolf Brother

"Kurt, you coming?"

"One minute! I'm just going to grab our drinks, and I'll be right...here," he finished, sliding into his seat.

The living room table was loaded with take-out and snacks, and the first of their movies was queued up on the TV.

Honestly, Kurt didn't even remember which movie it was – or particularly care. Werewolf movies wasn't exactly his thing (unless the werewolf in question was shirtless and male) but it was one of Finn's pre-Halloween traditions.

Being invited to share it, in an attempt for new brothers to bond?

That made it Kurt's thing.

~The End ~