Finn's still standing there, awkward and uncertain of what to do, when Kurt's scanning eyes make the inevitable trip downward and set on his miniaturised stepbrother, the hunky and naked Finn Hudson.
The giant's eyes widen, and his lips part as if to say something, but he never does. He remains quiet while he carefully places his books on a nearby bench, never taking his eyes away from the man between his shoes, and kneels down to further examine his find.
"Finn... Is that you?" Kurt's voice is soft, hushed. This should be comforting but to Finn it's the first sign that something's wrong. He's rather Kurt yelled, drew the attention of friends and teachers and doctors, but he seemed to want to conceal the presence of his tiny friend.
"You have to help me!" Finn calls out lamely, unsure of what else to say. He's leaning back in Kurt's open hand now, sometimes sitting and sometimes lying as he tries to cover his junk, depending on the angle Kurt holds him at. Those delicate hands hold so much power all of a sudden. Their soft, moisturised fingertips can turn Finn's strong and healthy body upside-down in a heartbeat if they choose.
"Of course I'll help you." Kurt finally says, but his eyes dance over the tiny man's body in a way that's disconcerting. "I just... Could you just... I've always wanted to see..." He seems to be struggling for words, still speaking in that breathy whisper. And then, as if a sudden epiphany had hit him, he closes his mouth and simply flickes Finn's arms apart with his own deft fingers.
Kurt doesn't need to ask questions or make requests, he's clearly figured that out. He can part Finn's muscular arms with a flimsy little flick and feast his eyes on the beautiful package that hangs between the jock's thighs for as long as he likes. Whenever Finn protests or tries to cover up, Kurt simply gives him a gentle flick, or turns him over, or covers his mouth with his thumb as if he's pressing an off button.
The giant purses his lips in a delighted little smile, enjoying his nifty new toy. "I came by to offer you a ride home." Kurt muses. "I guess this means you'll take it."
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