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sunmontueRating: NC17
Word count: ~2,000 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: As most of you know I wrote this in a public library. It was an interesting experience..
THERMODYNAMICS CHAPTERS:
CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN
SPANKIES AND POMPOMS:
PART ONE PART TWO PART THREE PART FOUR PART FIVE PART SIX PART SEVEN PART EIGHT PART NINE
As soon as he’d walks away from Kurt he knows he’s overreacted, but he feels fucking hurt by it. He sulks pretty much, swinging between anger and fear, knowing he will have to apologize at some point, but avoiding Kurt because he wants to make that some point later. Much much later. As soon as he stops feeling like an idiot. Of course Kurt finds him and they make up and while he really would like to make out with Kurt in the library a larger part of him just feels too awkward about the sanctity of a library and the whole keeping quiet aspect.
He takes Kurt to the auditorium, knowing that the back row in the corner the lights are murky at best, and offer complete privacy if the place is dark. They don’t go beyond making out, neither of them wanting to come in their pants and have to deal with that for the rest of the day. He wouldn’t say no to a blowjob if Kurt offered, but he doesn’t offer. So they kiss, run hands over each other’s bodies and it actually feels nice to just do that and he supposes they have skipped this step a bit. They pull apart, both panting a little and sit there and Dave glances quickly at his watch. Ten minutes until class.
“On a side note I need to talk to Blaine.”
That completely kills the partial erection in his pants.
“Wait, what?”
“Mmm. I want to discuss the football team with him.”
“I… why?”
“I just want to see where his tastes might lay.”
“That makes no sense, but uh… okay?” He’s pretty sure Kurt is grinning as he snuggles into his side, hand going back under his shirt to stroke his stomach.
“I know something you don’t know, shh, just let me gloat for a little okay? I know something you don’t know….” Kurt sing-songs and he rolls his eyes.
“Do you want me to torture it out of you?”
“Oh… “
“You like that idea?” He’s completely distracted by what Kurt may or may not know, because he’s suddenly worried that maybe he’s a little too vanilla for Kurt’s tastes.
“I… don’t know. Maybe?”
“Fuck Kurt… I, I don’t know what to say to that.”
“I’m sorry, I just… I have a good imagination okay. I kind of want to try everything with you.”
“Fuck. Yeah. Okay, but nothing too heavy… just. We’re only eighteen. We have time.” He blinks, trying to get his mind back on track and mostly succeeding. “So are you going to tell me why you need to talk to Blaine? Complete mood killer by the way, mentioning my best friend like that.”
“Ah well, it’s all the name of the greater good. We better actually get moving; otherwise we’re going to be late.”
He knows Kurt is right, but he grumbles under his breath anyway, because while he likes the idea of staying and making out with Kurt he’s more focused on the fact that he’s keeping something from him. He goes over what Kurt has said in his head and things start clicking into place as they head for the doors of the auditorium.
“I just realized how unoriginal Santana is. Do you know what she told me a week or so ago? That you must be desperate if you were dating me. I know it’s cliché to say she’s nasty and bullies people because she’s jealous, but it actually seems like she might be. Possibly. Maybe. I mean –”
“Someone on the football on the football team is gay,” Dave states, not meaning to cut Kurt off but the conclusion he’s come to just spilling out of him. It’s the only logical and reasonable answer and he can’t even begin to think about who it might be, although he’s never actually put much thought into it. At the back of his mind he’s storing away what Kurt is saying about Santana. Part of him realizes that Santana had gone after him because it would likely hurt Kurt more than him, because he would be hurt by her words. Apparently he really needs to learn to ignore her.
“How the fuck did you figure that out?”
“Easy. You want to talk to Blaine and figure out if he finds any of them hot and whether he’d go out with them. I’d discuss the football team with you, I mean… there’s a reason I go to games other than the fact that I actually enjoy the game you know?”
Kurt grins widely at him, eyes sparking mischievously, he can’t stop himself from grinning back and everything feels right again.
TLOT
They’ve dropped their Wednesday afternoon tutoring session, at least formally, instead Kurt just sits beside him and does his homework, knee pressed against his as he sucks on the end of his pen, a habit he’s picked up from Dave. He answers Kurt’s occasional question, and he kind of wants to get this over and done with because Blaine is coming around earlier than the others so Kurt can talk to him. Kurt’s not shared with him who it is that is gay, and he guesses that’s fair enough. If he were a jock at McKinley and gay he’d be keeping it pretty quiet too. Kurt’s popularity and position on the Cheerios is one of the only things that protects him. For Dave personally either no one knows or cares about him enough; although he suspects that is likely going to change now that Kurt’s his boyfriend.
They both keep glancing at the time and the fifth time Kurt presses the power button on his phone to light up the screen their eyes meet and they laugh.
“This is ridiculous, it’s not like it’s a major thing.”
“Yes it is! I feel like a modern day cupid! Well… sort of. I can’t make Blaine like anyone, although I hope he might have even just a passing interest in this guy.”
“Are you going to tell me who it is?”
“I’m surprised you haven’t worked it out already.”
“You think I can? I don’t know the team very well, other than their stats.”
“I think… yeah, you probably could. I’ll give you a hint. It’s not Finn.”
“I wouldn’t have guessed him anyway,” Dave replies, eyes rolling.
“Well then, it’s just a matter of elimination.”
He pauses, because he hadn’t thought about it really, because he figures he’ll get told eventually but now that Kurt’s put the challenge to him he actually wants to try. He’s pretty sure he can actually get the list down to a few, assuming simply that the guy in question is single. He might not be, but it would be a little weird if the guy was dating and then approached Kurt about Blaine. There are only three single guys on the football team, Strando, Smythe and Puckerman.
He pictures each of them in his head, Puckerman is a total ladies’ man, never dating anyone longer than a couple of weeks. Strando tries to get girls to go out with him but seems to fail miserably and the last person Smythe was seen dating was Santana Lopez and quite frankly that would put him off girls for life if he were straight.
“It’s either Strando, Smythe or Puckerman.”
“How… how do you do that?”
“They’re the only guys currently single. I'm assuming any guy asking about Blaine has to be single. Puckerman could be using the long list of women he’s slept with to hide the fact, Strando… he just doesn’t strike me as the type, only because he tries so hard with the girls, and I don’t think he would if he was gay. Huh. Actually he might, just as a cover. Fuck. I don’t know. Smythe… he seems like a decent guy, from what I’ve seen of him. He’s never bullied us. Well, not actively anyway. He’s stood by and watched, told the other guys to grow up…”
“Yeah. He’s the same with me.”
Kurt looks like he’s busy thinking about something and he knows it isn’t homework related. Or related to him, that has a separate special look when Kurt is considering the things they can do together.
“Huh.”
“What?”
“Just… some things are starting to make sense. More sense anyway.”
“So it’s Smythe then.”
“Hmm…”
He’s not sure if it’s a hum of agreement or just a hum in general before Kurt’s eyes snap to his.
“Damn it! I was going to tell Blaine first!”
“I – what, you can tell me?”
“Yeah, he said I could. I just… wanted to tell Blaine first you know? After I had found out whether he maybe liked him, because I think knowing someone shares your sexual preference makes them… more attainable?”
“More realistic to want anyway.”
“You ever want me?”
“You know I do.”
“No, I mean… before.”
“Uh…” He feels a little trapped, because before he got to know Kurt, properly know him, he kind of despised him. He found him hot though, and he jerked of to thoughts of him. Thoughts that have been completely blown out of water now that he’s experiencing the reality. “I found you attractive, but…”
“Oh. Yeah. I was a grade-A asshole. Right.”
“I can kind of understand why you were like that now, because I think dealing with Lopez daily would make me the same.”
“Hmm… yeah. She’s… Sebastian said something to me, about how she’s holding something over him. But that’s he’s holding something over her. I guess she knows he’s gay? Seeing as they dated a few months back? Do you think?”
“I… yeah. That sounds plausible. Do you think he could be holding the same over her?”
Kurt frowns and he knows he’s seriously considering it, rather than just brushing it off, which means Kurt is probably going through all his previous interactions with her, which can’t be pleasant.
“I… you could be right. I mean, there’s the possibility of course. But she’s… really bitchy.”
“Hmm. Yeah. Angry. And it’s worse with you.”
“And Sebastian. They rip into each other like two cats…”
“Yeah, I think that might be it. Huh.”
“Well, it’s not like I can just ask her, fuck, she’d slap me. Or knee me in the balls.”
“It’s okay. You don’t need to ask her anything. I think I might have an idea.”
“What?”
“It’s… complicated. You know Brittany?”
“Uh… no? I mean I know of her, but she’s not exactly friendly.”
“No, she’s not. Really smart though. She’s intense. And a little… eccentric.”
“You mean weird.”
“Uh… yeah, I guess. But I think it’s because so much of what she says goes over people’s heads. And she feels stupid when people don’t get what she’s talking about. She doesn’t like feeling stupid. Her and Santana used to be friends. Before high school.”
“Wait, so are you friends with Brittany? I’ve never seen you guys talk.”
“Uh… not really. But whenever we have group assignments she pretty much demands that the teacher put me and Lucy with her. I guess she views it as a compliment?”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t stop her being scary. The only conversation I have ever had with her was about how to make a body disappear using some type of acid so there was no evidence to a murder. She’s creepy.”
“And her last friend was Santana. And I never see Santana with anyone, except the Cheerios, I mean, she doesn’t seem to have any close friends.”
“That could be because she’s a bitch,” Kurt states.
“Or she could be a bitch because she has no friends. If she’s gay and not told anyone…”
“Are you trying to make excuses for her?”
“No. Just trying to get my head a round a problem. I don’t like problems I can’t solve.”
“Well, I’m not going to ask her, can you just imagine me asking her in a crowded hallway? She would kill me.”
“Yeah, just leave it to me.”
“Mmm, you’re sexy when you take charge.”
“I’m sexy all the time,” he replies with a grin, kissing Kurt quickly because he can hear the front door opening. “Blaine’s here.”
“Gah. That man has terrible timing.”
Spankies - Part 10
