Fic: Crush, Chapter 3

[queen125]

Title: Crush
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Will/Finn
Summary: Will and Finn both try to sort out how they feel.
Words: 922
Notes:  Here's the third and final chapter. Hope you like it. Like I said before not sure where to place this on the episode timeline. It just exists.

 

Finn walked through the darkened hallways with a pout on his face, these past couple days had been hell. Coach was always in his face, Puck was still giving him a hard time about Glee Club, Quinn was angry with him, Rachel was annoying him, and Mr. Schue was avoiding him.

That was what hurt the most. Mr. Schue was so afraid to look him in the eye now. They barely had a conversation with each other. They’d exchange pleasantries in class and instructions were given in Glee Club but that was it. Finn felt a tightening in his chest. It was his fault; he had scared Mr. Schuester because he tried to kiss him.

Finn finally reached his locker; he had to come back to the school because he had forgotten some books on top of staying late to work on his throwing arm.

As he got the books he needed and was closing his locker, he looked up and came face to face with his Spanish teacher.

A few seconds of awkward silence filled the space between them.

“Mr. Schuester, what are you doing here so late?” he asked trying not to look too happy about seeing the older man.

Will squirmed in his spot, eyes cast down to the floor. “I was grading papers late; I actually was taking a break from it. I have to go finish them now.”

Blue eyes looked everywhere but at Finn. The younger man felt his heart break a little. He didn’t know it could hurt so much to want somebody who didn’t want to be with you.

Finn took a deep breath. “I’m sorry Mr. Schuester about the other day. I’m really sorry; I just want things to go back the way they used to be. I miss talking to you.”

Will immediately looked up with wide eyes. “Finn, you have no reason to be sorry. It was my fault. I’m the one who…who…”

He didn’t want to finish it. Finn stepped closer and they gazed at each other for a moment.

“I’m the one who tried to kiss you. I’m a horrible student. I know we can never be together. I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” he finished breathlessly.

Will took another step closer until they were only a few inches apart. “Finn, I’m the adult. You’re my student. I shouldn’t be having feelings for you. I’m the one who’s to blame. I almost kissed you.”

The jock looked surprised at his teacher’s admission. “So, you do have a crush on me.”

The teacher pouted and glanced away, a blush forming on his cheeks. “It’s way more than that. I care about you, Finn. I care about all my students, of course, but you really mean a lot to me.”

Finn felt the pinprick of tears, but he blinked them away. No one besides his Mom ever said that he was important to them.

“You really mean that, Mr. Schuester because you mean a lot to me, too. I just want to be around you. I know you’re married and everything, but I…I…”he struggled for words to convey how he felt.

A hand reached up and wiped the escaped tear from his cheek. He got caught up in the bluest eyes he ever seen.

“Yes, it’s true, Finn. I like being around you also.”

At this moment, Finn’s control snapped. He closed the space between them, dragging Will to his body and pressing their lips together.

But Will pushed him away. Finn’s hurt expression turned into a grin, when he was dragged into an empty classroom and pulled into another kiss. He made sure to kick the door closed.

Books and a backpack lay scattered on the floor at their feet.

Will could’ve sworn Finn was an octopus. Hands were just everywhere, running up and down his back, sliding through his hair. He was pretty sure he felt a hand on his left ass cheek.

His arms were settled around the tall teen’s neck, pulling him closer.

He shyly opened his mouth to the questing tongue. He actually moaned loudly, when the curious tongue started exploring his mouth. Finn was an amazing kisser.

At the moan, Finn felt his cock twitch. Who knew Mr. Schue sounded so sexy? And those lips were driving him insane. They were way softer than any girls’ he’s kissed. He found himself sucking and nibbling on them, drawing out even more noises.

They finally had to part for air, breathing heavily with their foreheads pressed together.

“What are we going to do?” the teen asked with lust and maybe love glowing in his brown eyes.

Will had to steady his breath, but he was sure the same emotions were right in his eyes. He watched the young man move away a little to stare at him without shame or guilt.

“I’m not sure, Finn. All I know is that I think I love you and I want to be with you.”

He closed his eyes for a bit to try to get himself together. His lids jumped open, when he felt a wetness on his neck. He groaned, as a tongue licked its way down his throat.

“I love you, too,” Finn mumbled into his skin.

Will chuckled at Finn’s enthusiasm. The tall teen pulled away and looked at him with such hope and adoration.

Then he realized maybe this crush could be something more. Just maybe they could be together after all.  

Despite the many obstacles in the way, Will wanted to hope too.