Others - Glee - Part Seven
Title: Others
Author: youaredriving
Rating: Teen (liable to change)
Characters: Kurt, Artie, Burt, Blaine, Others
Warnings: AU, Slash, Supernatural beings, Violence
Summary: Kurt Hummel hadn't attended school during the day in over a year. He is part of the population in Lima, Ohion considered to be an Other.
Waking up in a bundle of warmth wasn’t something Kurt expected. Ever since becoming an Other he had always woken up cold. The drop of body temperature was just a nasty little side effect of vampirism that he had to learn how to deal with. Waking up this warm was new, and to be honest he kind of liked it.
He liked it until he realized where he was and why. Then Kurt still liked it but he panicked a little on the inside. Artie was pressed back to back with him but had an arm thrown back at a funny angle gripping his shirt. Blaine was face to face with Kurt, sharing a pillow and his head was pressed in under Kurt’s chin. Kurt couldn’t tell who’s legs belonged to who. He just knew that Artie, Blaine, and his own legs were a jumbled mess and the only way they were getting out of bed was going to be in a collective effort.
Artie was the first of the wolves to start moving around as he broke from the haze of sleep. He mumbled something before moving his legs. The movement tickled the back of Kurt’s knee and he had to muffle an involuntary laugh in the process. Kurt didn’t manage to stay quiet for long. Artie made some odd attempt of getting free before he was rolling right off the bed and into the floor. Kurt busted out laughing jostling Blaine awake as he leaned over the side of the bed to check on Artie.
He was on his back looking up curiously as he stretched his legs out to his toes. He hummed as he rubbed at his eyes before he squinted, “How’d I end up here? Where are my glasses?”
Blaine leaned over Kurt with a grin on his face as he passed Artie the black framed glasses, “I do believe that you were kicked out of the puppy pile.”
“How is that fair?” Artie crawled back onto the bed and narrowed his eyes at Kurt, “You’re not even a puppy and you’re still here.”
Kurt held his hands up, “You were the one who decided to go for a walk before you were completely awake.”
Blaine took a deep slow breath as they all laid out across the bed; Artie at the foot, Kurt in the middle and Blaine curled up in the pillows.
“You really must not have feeling well and you passed the sleepy vibes to us,” Artie yawned into his fist before plucking at the sleeve of Kurt’s shirt, “You didn’t even change out of the clothes you were wearing yesterday. At least Blaine and I have an excuse. You don’t.”
Kurt made a face at the ceiling, “Thanks for reminding me.”
“But you have to admit,” Blaine grinned, “You’ve never slept as well as we did last night.”
Artie held up a hand and shook it in agreement, “Preach.”
Laughter bubbled up in Kurt’s chest and he didn’t really care that he fell asleep in yesterday’s clothes or that they were going to be late to school. He just enjoyed the fact that he had his best friends at his side.
Kurt sat baffled at the end of Professor Singer’s lesson. Apparently there was whole crap load of information at werewolves that neither Artie or Blaine had figured out if the way they were scribbling notes was anything to go by. The first lesson was just the basic history and evolution of one of the oldest Others. Kurt had finally understood why Blaine had made the off-hand comment of not having the same urges of a Rougarou. He also understood why Rougarous and Werewolves had such a volatile relationship. A Rougarou was the result of a werewolf tasting human flesh. They were the ones who changed humans into Others, into werewolves in hopes they the changed would follow into their footsteps. It was just about as twisted as the vampire who turned Kurt.
“See, I told you that you weren’t like that guy Blaine,” Artie bounced from the steps of the auditorium knocking into Kurt. “None of us are really like them. We’re the good guys and they, well they’re just batshit.”
“But what’s to stop me from doing what he did?” Blaine huffed out a sigh, “Not like I’m interested in anything other than a good rare steak at the moment but still? What if a few screws get loose and next thing I know I’m eating kids like candy corn?”
“Yuck,” Kurt scrunched his nose up at the mention of candy corn before laying a hand on Blaine’s shoulder, “These lessons are supposed to let you understand what you are, not make you worry about different Others, Blaine. You’re a werewolf, done. Artie is a werewolf, no question. Don’t worry about that stuff. What is really important is tomorrow’s lesson.”
“Kurt,” Artie rolled his eyes and Blaine snorted in amusement.
“What?” Kurt grinned, “I’m just saying learning about mating is going to be awesome. How do you find a potential mate? Do you do it in your wolf form or your human form?”
“Stop!” Blaine covered Kurt’s mouth with his hand, “I doubt Professor Singer will go that far into detail.”
Kurt licked Blaine’s palm and grinned when Blaine blushed and wiped his hand on his jeans, “I’m just saying this is all very important stuff to know. I myself am fascinated by it.”
“So when are we going to learn about vampires?” Blaine quirked a brow, “Because I would love to see Kurt embarrassed when he learns all the dark secrets of being one.”
“Who knows,” Kurt shrugged. “Vampires - we are low profile and keep our secrets.”
“You just wish,” Artie nudge Kurt in the shoulder. “So what’s up for tonight? Hanging out or no?”
“Need to give my dad a break from seeing you two,” Kurt ignored the faux shock on Artie and Blaine’s faces, “It’s like he gained two more sons and I’m sorry but I’m a little selfish.”
“I would offer my place but,” Blaine trailed off. There really wasn’t a need to explain bringing more Others into a house where your own parents couldn’t accept you.
“My parents are home otherwise I’d say we party but,” Artie shrugged, “You know how they are Kurt. I think they’re afraid you’re going to drink them for a early morning snack or something.”
Kurt snorted, “Well as much as I’m going to miss you two, I will see you at school?”
“Like we’d miss out on the mating rituals of werewolves,” Artie rolled his eyes before clapping Kurt on the back as he and Blaine headed towards the sidewalks, “Night Kurt.”