The Smirky Meerkat, The Closeted Warthog, and the Brave Little Lion Part 6
Title: The Smirky Meerkat, The Closeted Warthog and the Brave Little Lion
Author: ducttapeofdoom
Pairing,Character(s): Kurtofsky, Seblaine, Niff, Warblers
Rating: M
Word Count: 33,389
Spoilers: Season 2
Summary: After unexpectedly returning from France, Sebastian Smythe views his cousin Kurt Hummel's life and decides to fix what he sees has gone wrong: Kurt's childhood friendship with Dave Karofsky.
A/N: I've included links to Youtube for the songs within the story. For a couple of them, it would be recommended for you to listen to them either before or as you're reading the performances.
Part Six
The next day found Dave standing in front of the whole glee club, apologizing for slushing them and for bullying them. He told them straight out that he and Kurt had made up and his past with Kurt was just that: his and Kurt’s.
Naturally, a few had tried to complain, but with a well placed reminder by Santana about the past actions of certain members of the club, Dave had been allowed to join the club, despite his protests about only wanting to join one song.
That afternoon’s rehearsal was to teach Dave the choreography for the Born this Way dance. When he got home that day, he texted Kurt asking him to come to McKinley the next afternoon.
XxXxX
Kurt sat in the front row of the April Rhodes Auditorium, with Sebastian sitting next to him and Blaine on the other side of Sebastian. The Warblers sat behind the three. Unknowingly, the Titans had slipped into the room also and were sitting in the back, where the stage lights would blind the glee club to their presence.
Kurt had been asked to join in on the song, but he hadn’t been able to join in because of Aida practice. He was more than happy to attend the performance though. He ignored Sebastian’s snarking about the stink of public school as he worried about just what Dave was going to put on his shirt. He had gotten the low down on the lesson when Puck had called him to try and get Rachel to come to her senses. He was thankful that apparently they had succeeded; she wasn’t getting the nose job any longer.
Mike stepped onto the stage and posed. The music started and Kurt gasped at Mike’s voice. Clearly Tina had been working on him. He had been good enough to fake being a really bad singer at the beginning of the school year, but this was a marked improvement. Kurt giggled at Mike’s use of American Sign Language as he spelled out H-I-M, Mike having pointed to Kurt with a grin after he did. Kurt pointed back with a giant smile on his face, ignoring the nudge Sebastian gave him for it.
Kurt gaped when Dave ran out onto the stage with the rest of the guys, wearing that obnoxious plaid vest that he had worn to the championship game. Kurt was distracted for a moment by that vest, he could have sworn he had bribed Uncle Paul to burn it. However, when the shirts/jackets were whipped off, Kurt could only gape blankly at the stage. There, blazoned across David Karofsky’s chest was the word GAY. “Oh Dave,” Kurt whispered, eyes pricking with tears.
When the song ended and the group was gathered on the lit steps, Kurt jumped to his feet and rushed the stage. Dave broke away from the hugging group and stood there, kind of self-conscious. “Hey Fancy,” he said, staring at his shoes. Since he wasn’t looking, he was blindsided by the force of Kurt practically attacking him.
“God Dave,” Kurt breathed, kissing Dave over his face with little butterfly kisses. The two were completely oblivious to the audience they had, both on the stage and in the seats.
In the Warbler section, Jeff and Nick were cooing with giant grins on their faces as they watched their best friend finally get a boyfriend. Wes and David grinned and accepted money from several members of the Warblers and pointed to a few of the New Directions guys and made the universal sign for ‘money’. That signaled to Blaine and Sebastian that apparently the two had managed to create a betting pool between two different schools. And Wes had frowned on him for starting a fight club, Blaine thought with a scoff. He looked at Sebastian and could tell that his boyfriend was happy for his cousin, but obviously being in a public school was bothering him more than he let on because he was looking around at the school like it personally offended him. Then again, from what Kurt had told him about the school, McKinley High could have offended Sebastian simply for being the place where Kurt had been tortured on a daily basis.
In the back of the auditorium, Azimio turned to the other football players and glared at them. “If any of you give him shit for this, you’ll deal with me,” he threatened, looking pointedly at Chris Strando, knowing that he was one of the more vocal homophobes. The blond just withered under the force of Azimio’s glare, looking away. Azimio looked at the stage once more before speaking. “He’s going to need our help. The puckheads don’t take supposed betrayal easily. Remember how much shit they gave him for joining the football team?” he asked. “It’s going to be worse when it gets out that Dave is gay.” He counted on team loyalty to try and muster up support from the rest of the team members. He didn’t have to worry about the Glee guys; they were kind of disgustingly loyal like that.
XxXxX
That weekend found Kurt and Dave incommunicado, having locked themselves within each other’s houses, reconnecting. Sebastian’s smirk grew every time one of his texts or calls went unanswered. Blaine just rolled his eyes and set to work ‘distracting’ Sebastian.
XxXxX
That Monday found Dave walking through the front doors of McKinley with a satisfied smirk on his face. Kurt and he hadn’t done more than kissed over the weekend, but the fact that he finally had a chance to touch Kurt whenever he wanted, made Dave smirk like he had participated in a four day orgy with Kurt and a dozen clones. Dave mentally snorted; he really should stop watching Naruto. He was in such a self-satisfied haze that he didn’t notice the whispers following him through the halls. He also didn’t notice the hockey jocks making their way for him and being intercepted by the football jocks. He would hear later how Chris Strando had stuffed Scott Cooper into a locker and left him there, with Jacob Ben Israel standing on the other side of the locker, asking questions through the metal and ignoring the threats coming from the trapped puckhead.
Later that week, Coach Sylvester had revived the school newspaper as some sort of McKinley National Enquirer. Azimio had joined after being tricked into attending one of the meetings, having been sleeping in the room when the meeting started. He had asked Dave if he minded Azimio joining and Dave had given his blessing. Of course, had he known the rumors that would be flying around due to the paper, he might have had some reservations.
First were the ones that Kurt had somehow turned Dave gay. Dave had quickly stared down Jacob Ben Israel until he had posted a retraction on his blog. Of course, the threat of showing Jewfro his collection of gay porn to prove just how gay he was and had been for years had helped getting Jacob to post the retraction.
Next were the ones about Santana and her closet, but Dave knew who to blame for that and he honestly couldn’t blame Brittany for not realizing the way her phrasing on Fondue for Two would be taken. The rumors about Quinn and Sam were a little hurtful; especially considering Dave knew what was really going on, having been at Dalton when Kurt had found out about Sam’s situation. And as such, he didn’t get upset when the inevitable rumors about Sam and Kurt came through the stalking of Finn and Rachel.
The two had been sitting outside the motel, trying to catch Quinn there with Sam. When the door to the room opened and revealed Kurt walking through the door, they were shocked. “I can’t believe Kurt would do that to Dave,” Finn said, his eyes wide. The door opened again and Dave walked through the doorway, wearing his letterman. Kurt and Dave spoke to Sam for a moment before leaving, their hands linked.
Dave sat in the back row of seats in the choir room while he watched as the club argued about rumors brought up by the paper. He didn’t even know why he was there, except as a mouthpiece for Kurt, who would want to know everything that happened. He knew that Kurt wanted to be there to help referee, but rehearsals for Aida were gearing up to insane levels, especially since the performances would start the week after Prom.
It all came to a head following Rachel’s rendition of “Go Your Own Way”. Quinn had confronted Rachel about singing the song to Finn. Rachel had then retorted that Quinn was a “cheater who cheats in cheap motels with Sam”.
“Nothing is going on between Sam and I!” Quinn snapped.
“Enough guys,” Mr. Schue tried to interject.
“You know, I blame Sam for all of this. Rachel too. I blame her,” Santana said from next to Dave in the back row.
“What did I do?” Rachel squawked.
“I’m sure you did something.”
“See, I’m with Santana,” Lauren piped up. “Why doesn’t Sam have anything to say about this?”
“Guilt,” Mike said.
“Seriously dude. What you’re doing, it’s not cool. They both have boyfriends,” Puck said, standing by the band guys.
Dave went to speak up in defense of Kurt but was interrupted by Sam snapping.
“Shut up! Look, I’m not messing around with Quinn or Kurt or any one of those guys. They’re just helping me.”
“Is that what we’re calling it now?” Mercedes asked, earning a glare from Dave. That comment was totally not cool.
“Now hold on,” Mr. Schuester insisted. “How were they helping you out?”
Sam seemed to think about his response for a minute before speaking. “Kurt was bringing me some clothes and Quinn was helping me babysit my little brother and sister.”
“Then why were you in that hotel?” Finn asked from where he was still sitting behind the drum set.
“Because that’s where I live now! My dad lost his job a few months ago and then we lost our house. So now we live in that motel in one room.” He stood. “Are you happy? The truth’s finally out.” He then stormed out. Everyone that had accused Quinn and Kurt of cheating looked incredibly guilty.
“Did everyone forget that I was with Kurt at the motel with Sam?” Dave asked quietly, reminding everyone that he was there. “If any of you had asked me, I could have told you that he wasn’t cheating. I hope you all remember that you were accusing your friends of these hurtful things,” he said flatly before walking out.
XxXxX
That night Kurt ripped his friends a new one for how they had attacked Sam and Quinn in the meeting that day. He then took Dave’s hand and drove over to the motel so he could personally hug Sam. While Kurt and Sam talked, Dave took Stevie and Stacy outside so they could throw the football around, using the little boy’s Nerf ball. Dave could hear a clicking sound not too far away and he looked over to see Jewfro taking pictures. “Hold on kids,” he said quietly before rushing over to Jacob. “If you don’t want to take up permanent residence in that dumpster,” he said quietly, “then you will delete those pictures as soon as I let you go. Then you will come over and let that sweet little girl brush your hair and do your nails. And maybe if you’re good, I won’t let Kurt remove your balls for trying to create more stress in Sam’s life.” Jacob nodded fearfully. Dave might have cut back on the bullying, but he was still terrifying as fuck. Dave released Jacob and turned back to the kids. “Look Stacy, Sammy’s friend Jacob has come over to let you brush his hair and do his nails. He likes really bright colors,” he said cheerfully, smiling at the cheer the little girl let out. Jacob let out a terrified squeak.
Apparently the next afternoon Rachel and Finn visited Sam at the motel to apologize for the rumor mongering they had done the day before. Kurt was sure that seeing the tiny room that the five Evans’ lived in brought his situation home. Kurt, however, was spending that afternoon at Paul Karofsky’s office in downtown Lima. He had a few things to go over with him as his lawyer, not as his boyfriend’s father.
It was coincidence that Kurt had decided to make a trip out to McKinley the same day Sam brought his siblings to the club to get them out of the motel. Kurt walked into the choir room followed by Paul Karofsky. He was surprised to see Stacy and Stevie sitting with the others.
“Kurty!” Stacy screeched, running to the teen and hugging him tightly. “Did Jacob like his nails? Davey said that he likes bright colors. I picked my neon pink for him. He didn’t say anything after I finished though.” She pouted.
Kurt smirked as he remembered the bright pink color Stacy had painted his nails. “He sure did Sweetie,” he said, exchanging a grin with Sam, who had seen the end result after his talk with Kurt. He looked at Sam and motioned for him to come closer. “I have to talk to Sam for a minute Stacy. I’ll be right back,” he said after it looked like she wasn’t going to let him go.
Sam, Kurt and Paul walked into Mr. Schuester’s office and closed the doors. “Sam, I have something I want to offer you. This is just temporary, until your parents get themselves back on their feet.” He held out a bundle of paper with the words “Rental Agreement” on the top. “I still own my old house. It’s fully paid for and has been for years. If your parents would be willing, I had Uncle Paul draw up the contract yesterday. This is not charity,” he said firmly, knowing how Sam felt about being seen as a charity case. “I was planning on having someone rent it anyway and I’d rather have a family that I know and trust in there than some strangers. I would be willing to cover the bills until your parents can get new jobs, all I would require would be for your family to keep up the house. There are two bedrooms upstairs and a fully outfitted bedroom in the basement with a bathroom.” When it looked like Sam wasn’t convinced, Kurt continued with a hit below the belt. “Sam, I just don’t feel comfortable with your siblings living in that fleabag motel.”
Paul chuckled when Sam shook his head sadly and took the papers from Kurt. “I gotta talk to my parents,” he said softly. When Kurt stood, Sam stopped him with a hand on his arm. “Thank you Kurt,” he said his eyes wide and honest.
Paul held out a business card to Sam. “Have your dad call me if they decide to take the offer.” He then clapped a loving hand on Kurt’s shoulder before leaving to return to his office.
Sam invited Kurt to join in on the song that he wanted to do for his siblings and Kurt agreed.
XxXxX
Despite the fact that Dave had asked Kurt to prom practically the second they got together, he was apprehensive when the time came to actually buy the tickets, get the form for a student from another school to attend. He also grabbed a couple for Blaine and Sebastian because a couple of the glee kids without dates had agreed to help Kurt’s cousin and his boyfriend attend the McKinley prom since neither of them were juniors and thus couldn’t attend the Dalton junior prom.
Nick and Jeff wanted to come also, but once Rachel had decided to go with Jesse St. James, that knocked the members without dates down by one and Nick didn’t want to break up the interesting pairing of Mercedes and Sam up. While trying to figure out how to get the other resident Warbler couple into the McKinley prom, Lauren and Puck had offered to be Nick’s date, but one of the band members offered instead. He originally wasn’t intending on attending the prom, but with New Directions taking over prom entertainment, he had to attend.
Nick paid for his and Jeff’s tickets, knowing that since the band was required to play, they didn’t need to buy a ticket.
A couple days, Dave, Sebastian, and Blaine were sitting with Finn on the couch in the living room when Burt came home from the shop. They were discussing whether or not the New Directions would mind if the Dalton boys sang at the prom.
“Good news boys, my buddy Enzo from the tux rental shop is giving you half off,” Burt said as he hung up his coat.
“Sweet!” Finn cried.
“Yeah. So what are you going to go with?” Burt wondered.
Dave shrugged. “I dunno. Kurt hasn’t finalized our colors or whatever. He’s taking us shopping tomorrow.”
“I’m going simple. Black, thin lapelled collar. Very discreet.” Blaine had confided in Kurt, Dave, and Sebastian at their double date that he had been attacked at a Sadie Hawkins dance at his old school. Sebastian already owned several suits so he would decide what he was wearing after Blaine picked up his.
“You know what I wore to my prom? I wore a powder blue tux with a ruffled shirt and a big velour bow tie. I looked like Tony Orlando.”
Blaine looked confused. “Was that a designer?”
Burt chuckled and sat in his chair. “No.”
Kurt’s voice came from outside the room. “No need for half off my outfit,” he said, sliding into the room, showing off the kilt he was wearing.
“Because half of it is already off?” Burt joked, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Dave was slack-jawed, awe in his eyes.
“My ensemble is an homage to the recent royal wedding and the late Alexander McQueen. I had to make it myself. There is simply nothing off the rack suitable for the young, fashionable man in Ohio.”
Finn grinned. “Dude that rocks! It’s like gay Braveheart!”
Kurt spun in place, the kilt twirling as he whispered “Thank you.”
“I don’t like it,” Burt said.
“Well of course you don’t like it, it’s not finished yet. I think it still needs a sash or some beads,” he said, stepping in front of his boyfriend. Dave hadn’t spoken yet, his eyes still fixed on Kurt as he watched him move.
“Look, I’m not going to stop you wearing it. But I got to be honest. I think you’re just trying to stir the pot a bit. I think you’re trying to get some attention.”
“Exactly. What’s the point of dressing up? I mean that’s why some guys wear the tails with the top hat and some girls wear the hoop skirts.” Kurt tried to defend his point. He appealed to the other male in the room with some interest in fashion. “I mean Blaine help me out here.”
Blaine looked uncomfortable. “I think your dad has a point. I think what he’s trying to say is we just don’t want to give anyone a reason to cause any trouble.”
Dave shifted in his seat at the betrayed look on Kurt’s face.
“There’s a lot of bad people out there Kurt. And they’re a lot worse than Dave used to be, and he had a reason,” he said, smiling at the boy he considered a fourth son, alongside Kurt, Finn, and Sebastian. “And all they’re looking for is a match to light under the fire of their hate. Now of course I want,” he sighed, “I want you to be yourself,” he said passionately. “But I also-I want you to be practical.”
Kurt looked over five of the six most important men in his life for a moment, noticing how uncomfortable Dave, Sebastian, and Finn looked. He could tell that they didn’t share his father and Blaine’s concerns. He sighed softly. “Ok, I have done everything right.” He walked up the little step out of the sunken living room and turned back to his friend. “Now Blaine, I understand that after what you’ve been through, you’re worried. But prom is about joy not about fear, ok? So I’m wearing this suit. I worked hard on it and I think it’s fantastic. Dave obviously approved. And if you don’t want to join me at prom, I completely understand,” he said flatly to Blaine before giving a Rachel Berry worthy storm out. Dave looked between the other guys before following his boyfriend from the room.
XxXxX
The Warblers that were attending the McKinley prom had made plans to stay in Lima for the weekend. Sebastian’s dad had paid for a two-room suite in the Lima Red Rooster Express. However, Burt had insisted that since Nick and Jeff actually were the proper age for sophomores, and therefore underage, that no couples would share a hotel room. So Blaine and Jeff would share a room and Sebastian and Nick would share the other one. No one enlightened Burt that Sebastian, Nick and Jeff had already done the deed so splitting them up would be sort of useless.
After the Aida rehearsal on Friday afternoon, Kurt had hugged Wes and wished him luck at the Dalton senior prom which was also that weekend or he would have been at McKinley with the others. Kurt, Jeff and Nick had looked at each other mischievously right before leaving and literally right before they walked out of the school. Kurt and Jeff flanked Wes, planting kisses on his cheeks and Nick kissed him on the lips all at the same time before the three laughed hysterically as they ran out of the school, leaving a bemused Wes behind. Sebastian just waggled his eyebrows at Wes before an exasperated Blaine dragged his perpetually flirting boyfriend away by the belt. Wes sighed before leaning his shoulder against his best friend. “I’m going to miss them next year,” he said quietly, acknowledging the fact that he was a senior while the rest of his friends were the year below him and down. David just wrapped an arm around Wes and hugged him tightly as the others climbed into Kurt’s ridiculously large SUV for the drive to Lima.
XxXxX
The next day, the girls of glee as well as Jeff and Blaine were at Kurt’s house to get ready. Kurt had planned a spa day for the girls and a bit of sprucing for the boys. Kurt tried to convince Blaine to let him work on those eyebrows, but his hands had just been batted away. Jeff made it better by letting Kurt style his hair rather than him leaving it in his typical floppy style.
Kurt and Dave would be going to prom amongst a big group, including those Dalton students and their ‘dates’. However, the only one that would be alone would be Nick since his ‘date’ had to be at the prom before it started to help with setting up the instruments as well as play during the songs.
Burt and Paul had gone half and half on the price of a limo and Sebastian was going to pay for their dinner at the best restaurant in town. There would be an after prom party at the hotel suite, with the curfew of those not staying at the hotel extended until three am.
They got to the prom a little late, but early enough so that Artie could take the stage with Puck and Sam. Artie wheeled in beside Blaine, who was nominally his date. Sebastian trailed after his boyfriend and Artie with Santana on his arm, the two of them in wonderfully ironic matching red. Brittany had claimed Jeff for herself the moment Kurt had mentioned that the two Warblers had wanted to attend the prom. Nick was walking next to Jeff, seeing as Jack, his ‘date’ was already inside. Kurt and Dave followed the rest, their hands linked as he steeled their nerves. The news of Dave’s sexuality was out, but hardly anyone had seen the two together at the school.
The glee club was waiting for their group when they entered, all save Mercedes who was on stage singing an Aretha hit. Artie smiled at his friends before wheeling over to Sam and Puck so they could get ready for their song. As soon as they were out of sight of the chaperones near the door, Sebastian had Blaine plastered to his side. Brittany had already pulled Nick and Jeff into the crowd to dance.
Azimio and his date were hovering nearby, not knowing if they were allowed to join the group. Kurt was the one to stop the indecision, waving the two over.
During one of Rachel’s turns on the stage, Jesse had wandered over to Kurt and Dave and had somehow convinced them to dance with him to an old Spice Girls song. When Artie, Sam, and Puck were singing “Friday”, which Kurt would mock them later for; Jesse had grabbed Kurt and was dancing with him in a manner that should be obscene for a straight guy. Dave had just cocked an eyebrow and continued to twirl Rachel around.
Rachel had then attempted to depress the entire prom with her rendition of “Jar of Hearts”. However, Dave was happy for an excuse to hold Kurt close as he danced next to Sebastian and Blaine. Jeff and Nick were dancing with Brittany and Santana, enjoying being able to dance closely without any unfortunate problems popping up. Jesse was standing off to the side, watching Rachel as she sang. His face fell slightly as he noticed the way Rachel was staring at Finn as she sang.
Dave happened to notice Jesse’s face and he reached out and yanked the older guy close. “Stop obsessing,” he muttered. “They constantly break up and get back together. Eventually one of them will get tired of it. For now, dance with us,” he offered, causing Jesse to grin slightly at the two of them.
Kurt and Dave watched worriedly as Finn and Jesse argued while Blaine sang on stage. When the two were ejected from the Prom, much to Quinn’s dismay, they couldn’t help but snort. Dave had noted once that drama and Glee went hand in hand, this was a perfect example.
When the time came for the crowning of prom royalty, Kurt watched with anticipation from the crowd as his boyfriend stood on stage, running with his closest female friend. Kurt snorted mentally, nearly getting blackmailed over your sexuality certainly helped forge a friendship, he thought. He couldn’t help the loud cheer when Dave was announced Prom King, he jumped up and down happily at the sight of Dave grinning so unashamedly. He blew a kiss at Dave before calming down enough to hear Figgins’ announcement for Queen.
“And now, your 2011 McKinley High Prom Queen, with an overwhelming amount of write in votes is…” Mr. Figgins looked upset, “Kurt Hummel.”
Even a week ago, Kurt would have run from the room crying. The anger on his boyfriend’s face and the tensing of his cousin by his side gave him the courage to stay in the room. Dave ran down from the stage to wrap an arm around him. Kurt could see Becky run from the room, likely to get Sue from her office.
Kurt hugged Dave tightly before shrugging off Sebastian’s protective hand on his shoulder. “I’m fine guys. In fact, I’m excellent,” he said, a smirk on his face. He took Dave’s arm and walked up to the stage where the reigning prom queen placed the crown on his head. He then looked at the microphone and smirked. “I hope whoever voted for me is happy. You have now severely fucked yourselves. When you bullied me while I was a student here, it was an inner-school discipline matter. Now that I’m a student at another school, I am allowed to press charges against you for a hate crime. So enjoy your night,” he said with venom in his voice, “because on Monday you will be receiving a notice from my lawyer. Each of you that wrote my name on the line will have your votes analyzed and your handwriting recognized. To ensure that you cannot steal them back, my aunt Sue Sylvester will take the ballots right now and keep them until they can be analyzed. I invite you to just try and steal them from her,” he said with a smirk as the faces of several of the hockey team members paled. “Mr. Figgins.” Kurt turned to the principal, who actually looked a little proud at Kurt for his actions.
“And now behold the tradition of our 2011 Prom King and Queen having their first dance,” Mr. Figgins intoned into the mic.
Dave held out his arm for his boyfriend, proudly leading the boy down the steps to the open area on the dance floor. When the music began, he noticed the dramatic eye roll that Kurt gave.
“”Dancing Queen”, really guys?” he muttered to himself as he settled into Dave’s arms, ready to enjoy the dance even if it wasn’t the way he had wanted it.
Thankfully, Sebastian pulled Blaine out onto the floor by the first chorus, steering his shorter boyfriend into a graceful twirl. The rest of the glee club quickly filled in the gap as well in support of Dave and Kurt.
As soon as Kurt had mentioned having the ballots analyzed, Sue grabbed the box from the classroom where they had been counted and took them back to her office. She clambered into the secret room above her office and locked the ballots in there, knowing that no one else knew about the room and that no students could get into the room. She was seething at the cruelty of the students towards Kurt, but she was happy that he had managed to basically tell them to fuck off and die.
XxXxX
Part Seven
Author: ducttapeofdoom
Pairing,Character(s): Kurtofsky, Seblaine, Niff, Warblers
Rating: M
Word Count: 33,389
Spoilers: Season 2
Summary: After unexpectedly returning from France, Sebastian Smythe views his cousin Kurt Hummel's life and decides to fix what he sees has gone wrong: Kurt's childhood friendship with Dave Karofsky.
A/N: I've included links to Youtube for the songs within the story. For a couple of them, it would be recommended for you to listen to them either before or as you're reading the performances.
Part Six
The next day found Dave standing in front of the whole glee club, apologizing for slushing them and for bullying them. He told them straight out that he and Kurt had made up and his past with Kurt was just that: his and Kurt’s.
Naturally, a few had tried to complain, but with a well placed reminder by Santana about the past actions of certain members of the club, Dave had been allowed to join the club, despite his protests about only wanting to join one song.
That afternoon’s rehearsal was to teach Dave the choreography for the Born this Way dance. When he got home that day, he texted Kurt asking him to come to McKinley the next afternoon.
XxXxX
Kurt sat in the front row of the April Rhodes Auditorium, with Sebastian sitting next to him and Blaine on the other side of Sebastian. The Warblers sat behind the three. Unknowingly, the Titans had slipped into the room also and were sitting in the back, where the stage lights would blind the glee club to their presence.
Kurt had been asked to join in on the song, but he hadn’t been able to join in because of Aida practice. He was more than happy to attend the performance though. He ignored Sebastian’s snarking about the stink of public school as he worried about just what Dave was going to put on his shirt. He had gotten the low down on the lesson when Puck had called him to try and get Rachel to come to her senses. He was thankful that apparently they had succeeded; she wasn’t getting the nose job any longer.
Mike stepped onto the stage and posed. The music started and Kurt gasped at Mike’s voice. Clearly Tina had been working on him. He had been good enough to fake being a really bad singer at the beginning of the school year, but this was a marked improvement. Kurt giggled at Mike’s use of American Sign Language as he spelled out H-I-M, Mike having pointed to Kurt with a grin after he did. Kurt pointed back with a giant smile on his face, ignoring the nudge Sebastian gave him for it.
Kurt gaped when Dave ran out onto the stage with the rest of the guys, wearing that obnoxious plaid vest that he had worn to the championship game. Kurt was distracted for a moment by that vest, he could have sworn he had bribed Uncle Paul to burn it. However, when the shirts/jackets were whipped off, Kurt could only gape blankly at the stage. There, blazoned across David Karofsky’s chest was the word GAY. “Oh Dave,” Kurt whispered, eyes pricking with tears.
When the song ended and the group was gathered on the lit steps, Kurt jumped to his feet and rushed the stage. Dave broke away from the hugging group and stood there, kind of self-conscious. “Hey Fancy,” he said, staring at his shoes. Since he wasn’t looking, he was blindsided by the force of Kurt practically attacking him.
“God Dave,” Kurt breathed, kissing Dave over his face with little butterfly kisses. The two were completely oblivious to the audience they had, both on the stage and in the seats.
In the Warbler section, Jeff and Nick were cooing with giant grins on their faces as they watched their best friend finally get a boyfriend. Wes and David grinned and accepted money from several members of the Warblers and pointed to a few of the New Directions guys and made the universal sign for ‘money’. That signaled to Blaine and Sebastian that apparently the two had managed to create a betting pool between two different schools. And Wes had frowned on him for starting a fight club, Blaine thought with a scoff. He looked at Sebastian and could tell that his boyfriend was happy for his cousin, but obviously being in a public school was bothering him more than he let on because he was looking around at the school like it personally offended him. Then again, from what Kurt had told him about the school, McKinley High could have offended Sebastian simply for being the place where Kurt had been tortured on a daily basis.
In the back of the auditorium, Azimio turned to the other football players and glared at them. “If any of you give him shit for this, you’ll deal with me,” he threatened, looking pointedly at Chris Strando, knowing that he was one of the more vocal homophobes. The blond just withered under the force of Azimio’s glare, looking away. Azimio looked at the stage once more before speaking. “He’s going to need our help. The puckheads don’t take supposed betrayal easily. Remember how much shit they gave him for joining the football team?” he asked. “It’s going to be worse when it gets out that Dave is gay.” He counted on team loyalty to try and muster up support from the rest of the team members. He didn’t have to worry about the Glee guys; they were kind of disgustingly loyal like that.
XxXxX
That weekend found Kurt and Dave incommunicado, having locked themselves within each other’s houses, reconnecting. Sebastian’s smirk grew every time one of his texts or calls went unanswered. Blaine just rolled his eyes and set to work ‘distracting’ Sebastian.
XxXxX
That Monday found Dave walking through the front doors of McKinley with a satisfied smirk on his face. Kurt and he hadn’t done more than kissed over the weekend, but the fact that he finally had a chance to touch Kurt whenever he wanted, made Dave smirk like he had participated in a four day orgy with Kurt and a dozen clones. Dave mentally snorted; he really should stop watching Naruto. He was in such a self-satisfied haze that he didn’t notice the whispers following him through the halls. He also didn’t notice the hockey jocks making their way for him and being intercepted by the football jocks. He would hear later how Chris Strando had stuffed Scott Cooper into a locker and left him there, with Jacob Ben Israel standing on the other side of the locker, asking questions through the metal and ignoring the threats coming from the trapped puckhead.
Later that week, Coach Sylvester had revived the school newspaper as some sort of McKinley National Enquirer. Azimio had joined after being tricked into attending one of the meetings, having been sleeping in the room when the meeting started. He had asked Dave if he minded Azimio joining and Dave had given his blessing. Of course, had he known the rumors that would be flying around due to the paper, he might have had some reservations.
First were the ones that Kurt had somehow turned Dave gay. Dave had quickly stared down Jacob Ben Israel until he had posted a retraction on his blog. Of course, the threat of showing Jewfro his collection of gay porn to prove just how gay he was and had been for years had helped getting Jacob to post the retraction.
Next were the ones about Santana and her closet, but Dave knew who to blame for that and he honestly couldn’t blame Brittany for not realizing the way her phrasing on Fondue for Two would be taken. The rumors about Quinn and Sam were a little hurtful; especially considering Dave knew what was really going on, having been at Dalton when Kurt had found out about Sam’s situation. And as such, he didn’t get upset when the inevitable rumors about Sam and Kurt came through the stalking of Finn and Rachel.
The two had been sitting outside the motel, trying to catch Quinn there with Sam. When the door to the room opened and revealed Kurt walking through the door, they were shocked. “I can’t believe Kurt would do that to Dave,” Finn said, his eyes wide. The door opened again and Dave walked through the doorway, wearing his letterman. Kurt and Dave spoke to Sam for a moment before leaving, their hands linked.
Dave sat in the back row of seats in the choir room while he watched as the club argued about rumors brought up by the paper. He didn’t even know why he was there, except as a mouthpiece for Kurt, who would want to know everything that happened. He knew that Kurt wanted to be there to help referee, but rehearsals for Aida were gearing up to insane levels, especially since the performances would start the week after Prom.
It all came to a head following Rachel’s rendition of “Go Your Own Way”. Quinn had confronted Rachel about singing the song to Finn. Rachel had then retorted that Quinn was a “cheater who cheats in cheap motels with Sam”.
“Nothing is going on between Sam and I!” Quinn snapped.
“Enough guys,” Mr. Schue tried to interject.
“You know, I blame Sam for all of this. Rachel too. I blame her,” Santana said from next to Dave in the back row.
“What did I do?” Rachel squawked.
“I’m sure you did something.”
“See, I’m with Santana,” Lauren piped up. “Why doesn’t Sam have anything to say about this?”
“Guilt,” Mike said.
“Seriously dude. What you’re doing, it’s not cool. They both have boyfriends,” Puck said, standing by the band guys.
Dave went to speak up in defense of Kurt but was interrupted by Sam snapping.
“Shut up! Look, I’m not messing around with Quinn or Kurt or any one of those guys. They’re just helping me.”
“Is that what we’re calling it now?” Mercedes asked, earning a glare from Dave. That comment was totally not cool.
“Now hold on,” Mr. Schuester insisted. “How were they helping you out?”
Sam seemed to think about his response for a minute before speaking. “Kurt was bringing me some clothes and Quinn was helping me babysit my little brother and sister.”
“Then why were you in that hotel?” Finn asked from where he was still sitting behind the drum set.
“Because that’s where I live now! My dad lost his job a few months ago and then we lost our house. So now we live in that motel in one room.” He stood. “Are you happy? The truth’s finally out.” He then stormed out. Everyone that had accused Quinn and Kurt of cheating looked incredibly guilty.
“Did everyone forget that I was with Kurt at the motel with Sam?” Dave asked quietly, reminding everyone that he was there. “If any of you had asked me, I could have told you that he wasn’t cheating. I hope you all remember that you were accusing your friends of these hurtful things,” he said flatly before walking out.
XxXxX
That night Kurt ripped his friends a new one for how they had attacked Sam and Quinn in the meeting that day. He then took Dave’s hand and drove over to the motel so he could personally hug Sam. While Kurt and Sam talked, Dave took Stevie and Stacy outside so they could throw the football around, using the little boy’s Nerf ball. Dave could hear a clicking sound not too far away and he looked over to see Jewfro taking pictures. “Hold on kids,” he said quietly before rushing over to Jacob. “If you don’t want to take up permanent residence in that dumpster,” he said quietly, “then you will delete those pictures as soon as I let you go. Then you will come over and let that sweet little girl brush your hair and do your nails. And maybe if you’re good, I won’t let Kurt remove your balls for trying to create more stress in Sam’s life.” Jacob nodded fearfully. Dave might have cut back on the bullying, but he was still terrifying as fuck. Dave released Jacob and turned back to the kids. “Look Stacy, Sammy’s friend Jacob has come over to let you brush his hair and do his nails. He likes really bright colors,” he said cheerfully, smiling at the cheer the little girl let out. Jacob let out a terrified squeak.
Apparently the next afternoon Rachel and Finn visited Sam at the motel to apologize for the rumor mongering they had done the day before. Kurt was sure that seeing the tiny room that the five Evans’ lived in brought his situation home. Kurt, however, was spending that afternoon at Paul Karofsky’s office in downtown Lima. He had a few things to go over with him as his lawyer, not as his boyfriend’s father.
It was coincidence that Kurt had decided to make a trip out to McKinley the same day Sam brought his siblings to the club to get them out of the motel. Kurt walked into the choir room followed by Paul Karofsky. He was surprised to see Stacy and Stevie sitting with the others.
“Kurty!” Stacy screeched, running to the teen and hugging him tightly. “Did Jacob like his nails? Davey said that he likes bright colors. I picked my neon pink for him. He didn’t say anything after I finished though.” She pouted.
Kurt smirked as he remembered the bright pink color Stacy had painted his nails. “He sure did Sweetie,” he said, exchanging a grin with Sam, who had seen the end result after his talk with Kurt. He looked at Sam and motioned for him to come closer. “I have to talk to Sam for a minute Stacy. I’ll be right back,” he said after it looked like she wasn’t going to let him go.
Sam, Kurt and Paul walked into Mr. Schuester’s office and closed the doors. “Sam, I have something I want to offer you. This is just temporary, until your parents get themselves back on their feet.” He held out a bundle of paper with the words “Rental Agreement” on the top. “I still own my old house. It’s fully paid for and has been for years. If your parents would be willing, I had Uncle Paul draw up the contract yesterday. This is not charity,” he said firmly, knowing how Sam felt about being seen as a charity case. “I was planning on having someone rent it anyway and I’d rather have a family that I know and trust in there than some strangers. I would be willing to cover the bills until your parents can get new jobs, all I would require would be for your family to keep up the house. There are two bedrooms upstairs and a fully outfitted bedroom in the basement with a bathroom.” When it looked like Sam wasn’t convinced, Kurt continued with a hit below the belt. “Sam, I just don’t feel comfortable with your siblings living in that fleabag motel.”
Paul chuckled when Sam shook his head sadly and took the papers from Kurt. “I gotta talk to my parents,” he said softly. When Kurt stood, Sam stopped him with a hand on his arm. “Thank you Kurt,” he said his eyes wide and honest.
Paul held out a business card to Sam. “Have your dad call me if they decide to take the offer.” He then clapped a loving hand on Kurt’s shoulder before leaving to return to his office.
Sam invited Kurt to join in on the song that he wanted to do for his siblings and Kurt agreed.
XxXxX
Despite the fact that Dave had asked Kurt to prom practically the second they got together, he was apprehensive when the time came to actually buy the tickets, get the form for a student from another school to attend. He also grabbed a couple for Blaine and Sebastian because a couple of the glee kids without dates had agreed to help Kurt’s cousin and his boyfriend attend the McKinley prom since neither of them were juniors and thus couldn’t attend the Dalton junior prom.
Nick and Jeff wanted to come also, but once Rachel had decided to go with Jesse St. James, that knocked the members without dates down by one and Nick didn’t want to break up the interesting pairing of Mercedes and Sam up. While trying to figure out how to get the other resident Warbler couple into the McKinley prom, Lauren and Puck had offered to be Nick’s date, but one of the band members offered instead. He originally wasn’t intending on attending the prom, but with New Directions taking over prom entertainment, he had to attend.
Nick paid for his and Jeff’s tickets, knowing that since the band was required to play, they didn’t need to buy a ticket.
A couple days, Dave, Sebastian, and Blaine were sitting with Finn on the couch in the living room when Burt came home from the shop. They were discussing whether or not the New Directions would mind if the Dalton boys sang at the prom.
“Good news boys, my buddy Enzo from the tux rental shop is giving you half off,” Burt said as he hung up his coat.
“Sweet!” Finn cried.
“Yeah. So what are you going to go with?” Burt wondered.
Dave shrugged. “I dunno. Kurt hasn’t finalized our colors or whatever. He’s taking us shopping tomorrow.”
“I’m going simple. Black, thin lapelled collar. Very discreet.” Blaine had confided in Kurt, Dave, and Sebastian at their double date that he had been attacked at a Sadie Hawkins dance at his old school. Sebastian already owned several suits so he would decide what he was wearing after Blaine picked up his.
“You know what I wore to my prom? I wore a powder blue tux with a ruffled shirt and a big velour bow tie. I looked like Tony Orlando.”
Blaine looked confused. “Was that a designer?”
Burt chuckled and sat in his chair. “No.”
Kurt’s voice came from outside the room. “No need for half off my outfit,” he said, sliding into the room, showing off the kilt he was wearing.
“Because half of it is already off?” Burt joked, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Dave was slack-jawed, awe in his eyes.
“My ensemble is an homage to the recent royal wedding and the late Alexander McQueen. I had to make it myself. There is simply nothing off the rack suitable for the young, fashionable man in Ohio.”
Finn grinned. “Dude that rocks! It’s like gay Braveheart!”
Kurt spun in place, the kilt twirling as he whispered “Thank you.”
“I don’t like it,” Burt said.
“Well of course you don’t like it, it’s not finished yet. I think it still needs a sash or some beads,” he said, stepping in front of his boyfriend. Dave hadn’t spoken yet, his eyes still fixed on Kurt as he watched him move.
“Look, I’m not going to stop you wearing it. But I got to be honest. I think you’re just trying to stir the pot a bit. I think you’re trying to get some attention.”
“Exactly. What’s the point of dressing up? I mean that’s why some guys wear the tails with the top hat and some girls wear the hoop skirts.” Kurt tried to defend his point. He appealed to the other male in the room with some interest in fashion. “I mean Blaine help me out here.”
Blaine looked uncomfortable. “I think your dad has a point. I think what he’s trying to say is we just don’t want to give anyone a reason to cause any trouble.”
Dave shifted in his seat at the betrayed look on Kurt’s face.
“There’s a lot of bad people out there Kurt. And they’re a lot worse than Dave used to be, and he had a reason,” he said, smiling at the boy he considered a fourth son, alongside Kurt, Finn, and Sebastian. “And all they’re looking for is a match to light under the fire of their hate. Now of course I want,” he sighed, “I want you to be yourself,” he said passionately. “But I also-I want you to be practical.”
Kurt looked over five of the six most important men in his life for a moment, noticing how uncomfortable Dave, Sebastian, and Finn looked. He could tell that they didn’t share his father and Blaine’s concerns. He sighed softly. “Ok, I have done everything right.” He walked up the little step out of the sunken living room and turned back to his friend. “Now Blaine, I understand that after what you’ve been through, you’re worried. But prom is about joy not about fear, ok? So I’m wearing this suit. I worked hard on it and I think it’s fantastic. Dave obviously approved. And if you don’t want to join me at prom, I completely understand,” he said flatly to Blaine before giving a Rachel Berry worthy storm out. Dave looked between the other guys before following his boyfriend from the room.
XxXxX
The Warblers that were attending the McKinley prom had made plans to stay in Lima for the weekend. Sebastian’s dad had paid for a two-room suite in the Lima Red Rooster Express. However, Burt had insisted that since Nick and Jeff actually were the proper age for sophomores, and therefore underage, that no couples would share a hotel room. So Blaine and Jeff would share a room and Sebastian and Nick would share the other one. No one enlightened Burt that Sebastian, Nick and Jeff had already done the deed so splitting them up would be sort of useless.
After the Aida rehearsal on Friday afternoon, Kurt had hugged Wes and wished him luck at the Dalton senior prom which was also that weekend or he would have been at McKinley with the others. Kurt, Jeff and Nick had looked at each other mischievously right before leaving and literally right before they walked out of the school. Kurt and Jeff flanked Wes, planting kisses on his cheeks and Nick kissed him on the lips all at the same time before the three laughed hysterically as they ran out of the school, leaving a bemused Wes behind. Sebastian just waggled his eyebrows at Wes before an exasperated Blaine dragged his perpetually flirting boyfriend away by the belt. Wes sighed before leaning his shoulder against his best friend. “I’m going to miss them next year,” he said quietly, acknowledging the fact that he was a senior while the rest of his friends were the year below him and down. David just wrapped an arm around Wes and hugged him tightly as the others climbed into Kurt’s ridiculously large SUV for the drive to Lima.
XxXxX
The next day, the girls of glee as well as Jeff and Blaine were at Kurt’s house to get ready. Kurt had planned a spa day for the girls and a bit of sprucing for the boys. Kurt tried to convince Blaine to let him work on those eyebrows, but his hands had just been batted away. Jeff made it better by letting Kurt style his hair rather than him leaving it in his typical floppy style.
Kurt and Dave would be going to prom amongst a big group, including those Dalton students and their ‘dates’. However, the only one that would be alone would be Nick since his ‘date’ had to be at the prom before it started to help with setting up the instruments as well as play during the songs.
Burt and Paul had gone half and half on the price of a limo and Sebastian was going to pay for their dinner at the best restaurant in town. There would be an after prom party at the hotel suite, with the curfew of those not staying at the hotel extended until three am.
They got to the prom a little late, but early enough so that Artie could take the stage with Puck and Sam. Artie wheeled in beside Blaine, who was nominally his date. Sebastian trailed after his boyfriend and Artie with Santana on his arm, the two of them in wonderfully ironic matching red. Brittany had claimed Jeff for herself the moment Kurt had mentioned that the two Warblers had wanted to attend the prom. Nick was walking next to Jeff, seeing as Jack, his ‘date’ was already inside. Kurt and Dave followed the rest, their hands linked as he steeled their nerves. The news of Dave’s sexuality was out, but hardly anyone had seen the two together at the school.
The glee club was waiting for their group when they entered, all save Mercedes who was on stage singing an Aretha hit. Artie smiled at his friends before wheeling over to Sam and Puck so they could get ready for their song. As soon as they were out of sight of the chaperones near the door, Sebastian had Blaine plastered to his side. Brittany had already pulled Nick and Jeff into the crowd to dance.
Azimio and his date were hovering nearby, not knowing if they were allowed to join the group. Kurt was the one to stop the indecision, waving the two over.
During one of Rachel’s turns on the stage, Jesse had wandered over to Kurt and Dave and had somehow convinced them to dance with him to an old Spice Girls song. When Artie, Sam, and Puck were singing “Friday”, which Kurt would mock them later for; Jesse had grabbed Kurt and was dancing with him in a manner that should be obscene for a straight guy. Dave had just cocked an eyebrow and continued to twirl Rachel around.
Rachel had then attempted to depress the entire prom with her rendition of “Jar of Hearts”. However, Dave was happy for an excuse to hold Kurt close as he danced next to Sebastian and Blaine. Jeff and Nick were dancing with Brittany and Santana, enjoying being able to dance closely without any unfortunate problems popping up. Jesse was standing off to the side, watching Rachel as she sang. His face fell slightly as he noticed the way Rachel was staring at Finn as she sang.
Dave happened to notice Jesse’s face and he reached out and yanked the older guy close. “Stop obsessing,” he muttered. “They constantly break up and get back together. Eventually one of them will get tired of it. For now, dance with us,” he offered, causing Jesse to grin slightly at the two of them.
Kurt and Dave watched worriedly as Finn and Jesse argued while Blaine sang on stage. When the two were ejected from the Prom, much to Quinn’s dismay, they couldn’t help but snort. Dave had noted once that drama and Glee went hand in hand, this was a perfect example.
When the time came for the crowning of prom royalty, Kurt watched with anticipation from the crowd as his boyfriend stood on stage, running with his closest female friend. Kurt snorted mentally, nearly getting blackmailed over your sexuality certainly helped forge a friendship, he thought. He couldn’t help the loud cheer when Dave was announced Prom King, he jumped up and down happily at the sight of Dave grinning so unashamedly. He blew a kiss at Dave before calming down enough to hear Figgins’ announcement for Queen.
“And now, your 2011 McKinley High Prom Queen, with an overwhelming amount of write in votes is…” Mr. Figgins looked upset, “Kurt Hummel.”
Even a week ago, Kurt would have run from the room crying. The anger on his boyfriend’s face and the tensing of his cousin by his side gave him the courage to stay in the room. Dave ran down from the stage to wrap an arm around him. Kurt could see Becky run from the room, likely to get Sue from her office.
Kurt hugged Dave tightly before shrugging off Sebastian’s protective hand on his shoulder. “I’m fine guys. In fact, I’m excellent,” he said, a smirk on his face. He took Dave’s arm and walked up to the stage where the reigning prom queen placed the crown on his head. He then looked at the microphone and smirked. “I hope whoever voted for me is happy. You have now severely fucked yourselves. When you bullied me while I was a student here, it was an inner-school discipline matter. Now that I’m a student at another school, I am allowed to press charges against you for a hate crime. So enjoy your night,” he said with venom in his voice, “because on Monday you will be receiving a notice from my lawyer. Each of you that wrote my name on the line will have your votes analyzed and your handwriting recognized. To ensure that you cannot steal them back, my aunt Sue Sylvester will take the ballots right now and keep them until they can be analyzed. I invite you to just try and steal them from her,” he said with a smirk as the faces of several of the hockey team members paled. “Mr. Figgins.” Kurt turned to the principal, who actually looked a little proud at Kurt for his actions.
“And now behold the tradition of our 2011 Prom King and Queen having their first dance,” Mr. Figgins intoned into the mic.
Dave held out his arm for his boyfriend, proudly leading the boy down the steps to the open area on the dance floor. When the music began, he noticed the dramatic eye roll that Kurt gave.
“”Dancing Queen”, really guys?” he muttered to himself as he settled into Dave’s arms, ready to enjoy the dance even if it wasn’t the way he had wanted it.
Thankfully, Sebastian pulled Blaine out onto the floor by the first chorus, steering his shorter boyfriend into a graceful twirl. The rest of the glee club quickly filled in the gap as well in support of Dave and Kurt.
As soon as Kurt had mentioned having the ballots analyzed, Sue grabbed the box from the classroom where they had been counted and took them back to her office. She clambered into the secret room above her office and locked the ballots in there, knowing that no one else knew about the room and that no students could get into the room. She was seething at the cruelty of the students towards Kurt, but she was happy that he had managed to basically tell them to fuck off and die.
XxXxX
Part Seven