Spankies and Pompoms - Part 2

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Title: Spankies and Pompoms (Companion fic to "Laws of Thermodynamics")

Pairing: Kurt Hummel/David Karofsky
Rating: G (will be NC17)
Word count: ~1,000 words
Warnings: None. 
Summary: AU Glee. Dave is a nerd, and Kurt is a Cheerio. Kurt needs a tutor to pull his GPA up. Cliche but fun.
Author's note: This is a companion ficlet from Kurt's POV. Will be written in little installments. Part 2 sits between chapters 7 and 8 of The Laws of Thermodynamics - just follow the links. At this stage LJ is definitely the best suited place for this fic link wise!)

Gainer: A gymnastics skill in which a gymnastic performs a backwards somersault while moving forward.

THERMODYNAMICS CHAPTERS:

CHAPTER ONE   CHAPTER TWO   CHAPTER THREE   CHAPTER FOUR    CHAPTER FIVE   CHAPTER SIX    CHAPTER SEVEN

SPANKIES AND POMPOMS:

PART ONE

It had taken the weekend to think it over but he has an action plan. Unfortunately he can’t come up with a name more original than ‘Befriend David Karofsky’, but at least it’s concise and descriptive. Of course, he’s pretty sure that to wear David Karofsky down enough to call him a friend he’s going to have to become friends with all of them. Or at least learn their names. Weirdly he knows them all already, although starting to use their first names rather than their last had taken some effort.

He’s pretty sure in another life Mercedes Jones would be his best friend. When he’d complimented her on her singing the first time she’d raised an eyebrow, cocked her head to one side and straight-out asked him what he was up to. He’s not convinced she believed him when he said he was just trying to be friendlier, but she’d shrugged and let it slide. He’s one-hundred-percent convinced she’s got him under surveillance or some shit though. She’s friends with the AV guys and he wouldn’t put it past her.

Instead he has Rachel, Tina and Mike. They’re the ones he’d maybe consider his friends outside of school, although Rachel had been majorly put out at the end of last year when Coach Sylvester had named them co-captains. Not as put out as Santana, but she’d still not talked to him for a week. Santana had talked to him too much, making cheer camp a living hell for two weeks, pointing out all his mistakes and flaws to anyone who would listen until Coach Sylvester had told her to shut her trap.

He’d given as good as he got of course, he’s never going to take that type of shit lying down, but thinking back on that now he knows how hurtful words can be, and he uses them as weapons just as expertly as Santana. Using them against people who have never said or done anything to him except not be at the top of the food chain. It’s a realization that still makes him feel a little queasy.

From what he’s seen of Dave and his friends, and he can call him Dave in the privacy of his own head even if he’s being a bit of an ass about it in person, there’s no pulling down of each other. They only seem to build each other up and even when they were getting thrown into dumpsters and showered in flavored ice they were there for each other. He can’t say for certain that Rachel would stop and help him out of a dumpster. It would depend if they had a competition or not he supposes.

Another thing he has noticed, always noticed really, is that David Karofsky is a touchy-feely kind of guy. He slings an arm around Lucy Fabray and Blaine Anderson equally, all of the other geeks he calls friends he’s looping arms with the girls, fist bumping or shoulder punching the guys. They all seem pretty close actually, and he supposes that it’s been a needs-must situation for them. Watching them together makes him aware of how little he gets touched.

He’s still annoyed with him occasionally, especially when he’s trying so hard to be friendly and also trying to not flirt. He knows how uncomfortable that can make guys. While he’s pretty sure Dave and Finn can’t be compared Finn has been giving him tips on how to just be friendly. It hasn’t been much use so far which has made him feel frustrated, although he has started getting returning smiles. They’re coupled with confused eyes of course, but baby steps.

Rachel’s advice, of becoming interested in one of his interests had backfired horribly, although it had clearly worked for her and Finn. He’s confident she knows more about football than most of the football team combined. He’d slipped the book into his bag accidentally, and then read through it. Well, skimmed would be a better description. It had made even less sense than his physics text book and he’d taken it back the same evening. He’s pretty sure if he asked for Dave to explain it he’d be ridiculed. Well, maybe not so much now, but Dave would definitely want to know why, and he’s not really sure he’s got an answer.

He’s curious, even more so now that he’s seen the little figurines scattered all over the table and buildings and… well, it had looked kind of cool. Interesting. He’d ask now, in the middle of their tutoring session but again he knows he doesn’t have a suitable answer to the suspicious ‘why?’ Dave will ask him in return.

He forces himself to focus on the equations in front of him, and at least they aren’t floating around the page anymore. Thankfully it’s almost over, and he’s learnt that if he does the math homework immediately after a session he can not only cement what Dave’s trying to teach him, but it gets it out of the way. He watches Dave pack his bag, wondering why he wears long-sleeved button downs most of the time. He has nice arms. Nice everything really. He shakes his head sharply, snapping his mind back.

“So, any questions?”

Do you workout? Hmm, not exactly related to the subject at hand. Or ever.

“No, I’m good thanks. I think I’ve got this.”

“Great. I think next week we could maybe move on to differential equations.”

It’s not intentional, but he knows he pulls a face, and he fully expects Dave to snap at him about it being necessary, but instead he laughs and damn his traitorous heart-stomach fuck, his entire body, it all does a full-internal gainer, every little part of him, like they’ve all taken flight at once, flipping backwards and moving forwards at once.

“No need to look so excited, I know it’s probably the least exciting subject in the world,” Dave says, grinning and he huffs a little laugh and smiles back, suddenly feeling like he’s getting somewhere.

Finally.

PART 8 - Thermodynamics