Once Friday came, I was practically jumping for joy. I'd done some thinking since my talk with Rachel and although the whole idea was still new to me, I was accepting who I was and that I really did have feelings for Kurt. I threw my bag in the living room when I got home and ran downstairs. "Kurt! Kurt!"

"What?" He was standing in the middle of the room, looking startled.

"Hey, you alright?" I asked, placing my hands on his arms.

"Yeah." He let out a laugh. "You just scared me."

I chuckled and pulled him into a hug. "I'm so glad to see you," I said and breathed him in.

"Easy tiger," he smiled and pulled back.

"How was your week?" I asked him.

"Pretty good. Not much has been happening, to be honest." He shrugged and sat in his desk chair. I followed suit and sat opposite him in mine.

"What about the warblers?"

"It's just like glee. I'm still fighting to get a solo."

"You have a great voice, Kurt—"

"Yeah, but I bet if you became a warbler then you would get a solo immediately. I'm just not solo material, I guess."

"It doesn't matter about me. You deserve a solo."

"Tell them that," he said with a gesture of the hand. "Everyone voted for Blaine to solo. He knows how much it means to me. I have to admit I'm a little frustrated that he didn't say anything."

"Did you tell him about it?"

"No. Obviously my desires don't matter."

I scooted closer to him and took his hands in mine. "Kurt. They do matter and you shouldn't let anyone make you believe that they don't. You are like the most amazing person I've ever met. You fought the bullying in school for so long and I don't know how you managed it. You're so smart and you're so good at like, everything. Plus you're incredibly attractive. Those blue eyes, Kurt… they make me weak. So, maybe you don't feel appreciated at Dalton, but know that I appreciate you and that you should never stop fighting for your dreams and your desires. Don't let them take away the strong willed Kurt I know."

"F-Finn… I don't even know what to say." His eyes shimmered and I pulled him into a hug. They stayed like that for a while. I enjoyed the closeness of being able to hold my crush. Kurt shifted slightly and looked at me. "Thank you," he said.

I kissed his cheek. "You're welcome."

Then, a knock sounded at the top of the stairs. "Boys?" Burt called down at us. Kurt pulled away from me and went to the bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Carole and I have talked about going out to that one Italian place we always drive past for our dinner date, will you two be okay on your own tonight?"

"Definitely! Be careful you kids," Kurt joked.

"Yeah, have fun!" I called.

"Alright. I left some money on the table in case you guys wanted to order in."

"Sounds good."

"See you later."

The door at the top of the stairs shut and Kurt turned back to me. His eyes were filled with wonder and a smile was tugging at his lips. I couldn't help but think it was because of all the compliments I'd paid him seconds earlier. I needed to tell him about the conclusion I'd come to after my talk with Rachel. That I wasn't going anywhere and hopefully, he would act more positively than last time.

"Kurt, I have to talk to you about something." I lowered myself onto the corner of my bed. I expected him to sit across from me on his, but his weight dipped my bed as he sat in the middle facing me.

"What is it?"

I turned to face him, pulling my legs up and crossing them underneath me. "I know you've been confused since I told you how I felt. But I'm owning up to this, Kurt. I like you. And I don't care what type of label that gives me, because all that matters is how I feel. Let me take you on a date, tonight even, let's order pizza and watch a movie or go out and do something. I don't care what as long as I'm with you, Kurt." I watched him closely for his response and was surprised when his smile from earlier grew.

"Okay, Finn."

I stared at him. "What?"

"I said okay," he chuckled. "We'll have a date tonight."

"Really?" I stood up quickly, running a hand through my hair. He nodded, laughing again. "Okay. Okay. What do you want to do?"

"Pizza in and a movie sounds perfect, honestly. I know it's pretty simple, but it's a good start."

"Right. Of course. Okay." God, I was a nervous wreck. He said okay. It wasn't that I'd thought he'd say no, but to hear him agree to a date was overwhelming. Was I going to be sick? Two hands on my arms made me look up and straight into Kurt's blue orbs.
"Finn, calm down. Deep breaths, okay?" I nodded and slowly breathed in, then out. And again. "It's just us and pizza and a movie," he whispered. "The only change from before is that we like each other."

He was right. Things didn't have to be perfect. If anything didn't go right, we'd make it work, because we're both in this. Wait. "You like me?"

"Why else would I have agreed to the date? Of course I like you Finn. I was scared to admit it before. I didn't want to be let down if you changed your mind. But, tonight, you proved that you care."

His small arms wrapped around my torso, burying his head in my chest.

I squeezed him back. "I do. So much." At the rumble of my stomach, I pulled away. "So, pizza?" I asked.

"Yes, let's go order," Kurt laughed.

Once the pizza arrived, Kurt and I placed the box in front of us on the coffee table and started up the movie. He picked Tangled for us to watch, which I wasn't completely opposed to. I'd never admit to it, but I'd seen the movie before when I hung out with my younger cousins once. I'd actually kind of enjoyed it. Not that I'd ever admit that either.

We sat with a bit of space between us, a blanket thrown over our laps. Thirty minutes into the move, we'd finished eating and had moved closer. I draped my arm over Kurt's shoulders and he snuggled into my side. This was pleasant. I could only hope that there was more to come.

Author's Note: Sorry it took me forever to update. I've decided to end it here, which probably sucks, but I think they're clearly on a good path and I just can't seem to write anymore since I'm no longer involved in this ship. Sorry. But thank you all who read this story. Your comments, favorites, and follows meant a lot.