Entwined Chapter 23

[gwennylou]

A/N: Ahh. I'm so sorry it took so long to update this story. I just finished my Pirate Big Bang story which ended up being 37,000 words long and that took everything out of me. I also ended up getting really sick this summer and spent the summer going in and out of the hospital getting blood transfusions. But I'm back with a super long chapter as a token of my appreciation for my readers. Thanks for all the reviews and support! There are only a few chapters left and this will be done! (And at least one more really, really vivid sex scene). Feedback is much appreciated.

Dave made sure Rachel was securely in his truck and then tore out of the restaurant's parking lot.

Rachel was groaning and gripping the door handle as if she was afraid it was going to fall off,

"You okay, Berry?"

"I'll be better once you stop driving like a fucking pussy and get me to the hospital where the drugs are."

Dave chuckled under his breath, and floored it.

Within six minutes they were pulling up to the Emergency Room entrance, and he was helping her out.

Thankfully, Kurt was not far behind and helped her into the hospital while he parked his truck.

Mercedes and Azimio looked frazzled, until Rachel barked at Azimio to go make himself useful and get her a wheelchair. Within seconds Mercedes, Azimio, and Kurt were rushing Rachel into the hospital.

Dave arrived inside just as Mercedes was helping Rachel finish the paperwork.

Azimio looked about ready to cry,
"You okay, Z?"

"What?"

Azimio had a blank look of shock on his face,
"I said, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think so. I need to sit down."

Dave walked with Azimio over to the waiting area, and sat with him.

Kurt came and found them a few minutes later,
"So, Rachel is now situated in her room. Mercedes is with her and asked that Azimio call these people to let them know Rachel is in labor."

Kurt shoved the list into Z's shaking hands.

"You and I need to go to Rachel's house and get her bag and some necessities."

"Why do we both have to go?"

"Because Rachel said that her one bag is close to fifty pounds, and I don't want to break a sweat."

"Are you kidding me, Kurt?"

"Dave, quit being an ass. In case you forgot, I don't have a car, seeing as you picked me up this morning. So unless you want me to drive your vintage truck, you're going to have to take me."

"How about I drop you off at my house so you can pick up your car, and that way you can go get the stuff at Rachel's?"

"You're seriously willing to waste time running half way across town, just to get away from me?"

"No, that's not why..."
"Just take me to Rachel's okay? I'll get her the stuff she wants, then you can take me to get my car, and then you'll be rid of me, okay?"

"Fine, let's go."

The drive over to Rachel's house was tense at best.

Kurt let himself in with the key Rachel had given him,

"Okay, she said her bag is in the guest room. I'm going to get her iPod and sound machine, if you can grab that off the bed."
"Sure, what else does she need?"

"Everything else should already be in the bag, but can you go through it to make sure? Here's the list."

Dave nodded and walked into the guest room,

He unzipped the bag and pulled items out and checked them off the list.

Everything was on it, but underwear.

Dave felt very uncomfortable going through Rachel's things so he called out to Kurt,

"Hey, Kurt, can you get some underwear for her?"

Kurt walked in the room with Rachel's iPod, phone charger, and sound machine.

"Seriously, Dave? Afraid of women's underwear?"
"Shut up. I just don't want to go through Berry's personal shit. We're not that good of friends."

Kurt just laughed and opened the drawers. He grabbed a few pair of sensible underwear and threw them in the bag.

"Okay, the last thing we need to get is her deodorant, perfume, toothbrush, toothpaste, and hairbrush from the bathroom.

Dave simply nodded and walked into the bathroom.

A few minutes later he came out and dumped them in the bag.

"You can't just simply dump them into the bag? What if they were to open and get over her clothes?"

Kurt rolled his eyes and left.

Dave sighed and waited for Kurt to get back.

Kurt walked in with a Ziploc bag and threw it at Dave.

Dave grabbed it and put the items in, and placed the bag inside the larger one.

"Is that perfect enough for you now your highness?"

"I'm sorry, Dave. I don't know what's wrong with me. It probably would have been fine."

Kurt looked dejected and Dave felt bad,
"I was kidding, Kurt. I actually am glad you are that fastidious about stuff like that, because something probably would happen knowing me, and then Rachel really would murder me for the birth of her child not going perfect."

"That's not true, I'm just too anal retentive sometimes. Blaine always yelled at me for being annoying."

Dave felt anger well up inside him.

"Don't you dare, Kurt. We've gone over this before. Blaine is an idiot, okay? Nothing that Blaine ever said to you should be taken to heart. Okay? There is nothing wrong with you. I mean yeah, you can be a bit anal sometimes, but even I can see that you do it because you want things to go right."

Kurt just shrugged with his face still cast down to the floor.

Dave walked over to him and lifted his face.

"Look at me, Kurt."

Kurt lifted his eyes, which were shiny with tears,

"There is nothing wrong with you. I wish you'd quit letting Blaine to get to you. Blaine has no part of our lives anymore, okay? He's gone."

Kurt nodded but sniffled as he tried valiantly to keep the tears at bay.

Dave shook his head in frustration,

"God, damnit, Kurt. Just trust me, okay? I love you. You are amazing, and I wish you'd quit believing the shit that Blaine said to you."

With that he kissed Kurt who gasped and then reacted.

Kurt wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer.

The kiss turned heated within seconds, and when Kurt moved to deepen the kiss, Dave let him.

He opened his mouth and their tongues danced together; he tightened his fingers around Kurt's hip and used his free hand to grab the back of Kurt's head.

He moved until his thigh was between Kurt's legs, and could feel Kurt moan into his mouth.

They broke apart when the loss of air necessitated it,

Kurt was breathing heavily, his cheeks flushed, and trembling,

"What does this mean?"

His eyes flashed and he looked angry,

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why are you kissing me, when just even a few minutes ago you were pretending like you hated me and wanted nothing to do with me? Is this just another way to get back at me? You make me feel like you love me, so I let my guard down, and then you turn around and tell me how much you hate me? Because the first time was enough, Dave. I mean at least Blaine was able to keep up the pretense."

"Don't you fucking dare, Kurt. Don't you dare compare me to him!"

"I wouldn't if I didn't see similarities!"

"I am nothing like Blaine. I, unlike Blaine, actually did love you. I do love you. "

"So you love me, yet you turn around and blame me for Tyler dying?"

"No, I don't blame you, okay? I don't even think I actually ever thought you'd tell me you love me and sleep with me, when you knew Tyler was that close to death."

"You could have fooled me."

"I was wrong, Kurt. Absolutely wrong. I should have never taken my anger out on you and I'm sorry that you felt like I didn't love you. I was just upset and sad, and you were the closest to me."

"I know, Dave. And I'm sorry you're hurting, but it really hurt me when you pushed me away and made me feel about two inches tall."

Dave sat down on the bed and put his head in his hands,
'God, I'm a moron. I'm sorry, Kurt. You deserve better than me."

"Don't say that, Dave. I'm telling you how I feel, okay? Just because you hurt me, doesn't mean I don't want or love you."

"Do you mean that?"
"Of course I mean it. I am in love with you, and I don't want to lose what we are starting to build together. So, I'm communicating with you. I'm telling you when you hurt me. I love you and I'm willing to fight for a chance to be with you."

Kurt walked over to where Dave was sitting and straddled him,

"So, maybe we should quit fighting, when we know we're inevitably going to end up together."

"Really? It's inevitable is it?"

"Don't you?"

"I'm not sure, maybe you'll need to convince me."

"You want me to convince you, in the guest room of Noah and Rachel Puckerman's home?"
"I mean if you don't think you can convince me, we can go back to the hospital."
"Who's saying I can't convince you?"

"No one, but you've yet to."
"But, it's Rachel's house…"

"Someone should be having sex in her house, since Puck is overseas."

"Why can't we go back to the hospital and find an empty room?"

"Okay, then. You don't want to have sex with me? You don't have to come up with excuses. You could just say no."

Dave moved to get up and Kurt growled and pushed him back down.

"You are not going anywhere."

Kurt proceeded to grab Dave's hair and pull his head back, and then he was sticking his tongue down Dave's throat.

Dave chuckled and moves his hands to grab Kurt's ass.

He thrust up into Kurt just as Kurt thrust down, both were hard and the feeling of Kurt's erection against his own, made Dave gasp.

He tore his lips from Kurt's and struggled to get his voice to work with his brain,

"Get your clothes off now."

Kurt removed his shirt and moved to take his jeans off; Dave let his fingers dance down Kurt's chest and stomach until his fingers lingered at the waist of Kurt's jeans,

"Here, let me."

He slowly unbuttoned his jeans, lowered the zipper, and pulled Kurt's cock out.

It bounced free and he took it in his hands.

Dave wet his fingers then grasped Kurt in his hand, he started stroking lightly at first, then applying more pressure.

Kurt groaned and dropped his head back as he Dave held him on his lap.

Kurt placed his hand on Dave's and stopped him,

"Oh God, that is amazing, Dave, but I am not going to come like this."

He stood up and pushed Dave back against the bed.

He quickly removed Dave's shirt and pants, and then he lowered himself on his elbows and pulled Dave's boxers down slowly to reveal Dave's cock, hard and starting to purple.

Kurt was staring at it salaciously and grinned. He licked his lips as he stared at it and Dave groaned at the look on his face,

Kurt leaned forward and ran his tongue over the head and over the slit.

Dave grasped Kurt's arms and pulled him up to him, so that their chests were touching and cock's brushing against each other.

Dave started moving against Kurt who thrust down into him.

"God, that's good."

Kurt gripped Dave's hips almost painfully as he tried to slow his breathing and hips down.

Then he leaned his back up,

"I love you, Dave."

"I know."

"No, you don't understand. I really love you and I want to make sure that if we do this again, that this means we're together, because I know what we said earlier, and I don't want to mess this up again."

"Kurt, there is no doubt in my mind that you and I are meant to be together, there is no one else for me, and as much as I tried to deny it before, I can't and I'm tired of trying."

With that Dave leaned up and kissed Kurt again. Kurt melted into him, and then he rolled over and brought Dave on top of him,

"Fuck me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes and I promise this time that I'm not going anywhere."

Dave growled at the mention of last time and kissed Kurt again so he would quit talking.

He worked his way down Kurt's body pressing kisses to his nipples, stomach, and then finally when he came to Kurt's cock he placed a kiss on the tip and down his entire length.

Kurt 's fingers and toes curled into the bed as Dave finally took his length into his mouth,

"Yes, oh God, Dave."

Dave suckled his head and finally hollowed his cheeks to provide suction. He moved his head up and down a few times as he continued to work Kurt.
Kurt was starting to shudder and Dave knew he was close, so he pulled off with a lewd pop,

Kurt groaned from the loss, but then Dave licked a striped from his balls to his perineum and over his hole.

Kurt gasped as Dave pulled Kurt up and placed his face over his entrance.

Dave was using tongue to flick over and over his hole and Kurt moaned and arched into him, forcing Dave's tongue into him.

"Ahh! Yes."

Then Dave used two fingers to open him further and stuck his tongue in along with his fingers.

Kurt was practically gone, he wanted to come so bad, but without friction on his cock he wasn't getting anywhere.

He moved his hand to jack off, but Dave stopped,

"I want you to come when I'm in you."
The hooded look in Dave's eyes and the raspyness in his voice caused Kurt to still.

He simply relaxed into the bed further.

He could hear Dave rip open a condom and the lube pop open.

Then Dave was telling him to open his eyes and look at him.

Kurt did and didn't break eye contact, even as Dave sunk into him. He kept contact even as Dave worked his way in, and then when he was finally completely in, he started moving.

They kept eye contact throughout, and when Dave finally changed his angle and brushed over his prostate with each thrust Kurt couldn't help it and closed his eyes,

"Oh, oh, oh, oh"

Then he felt a hand on his cock and his eyes flew open again.

Dave was starting to thrust erratically,
"I need you to come, Kurt. Come for me, baby."

With the feeling of Dave's grip on his cock, the look of pure unadulterated love and lust on his face, and the constant pressure on his prostate he shuddered and grunted as he exploded over Dave's hand his chest.

Then he felt Dave tense up and shoot deep in the condom.

"Oh, wow."

Kurt laughed as Dave pulled out of him,

"That was amazing."

Dave just grunted and rolled over.

"Are you okay, Dave?"

Dave nodded then pulled the condom off, tied it and threw it at Kurt.

Kurt laughed and stood up on very shaky legs and threw it away,

"Come on, Dave. We need to get dressed and back to the hospital, because by now I'm sure Rachel is freaking out."

Dave groaned,

"I can barely move, how in the hell are you so chipper?"

"I'm always in a good mood after sex, especially after mind blowing, best ever sex."

"Really? Best ever?"

"Oh yeah. Now get dressed!"

"I'm ready for a nap."
"Well, I promise you after we get this back to the hospital we can relax."

Dave sighed and got up then. He moved to dress and Kurt walked up behind him,

"Are you okay, baby?"

"Yeah, I'm just sad. I need to go see Tyler when we get back."
"Okay. You do that, and I'll sit with Rachel and Mercedes."

"You can come too, I'm not trying to shut you out, Kurt."

"I know. Honestly, I'm okay. You need to spend time with him on your own. You did love him after all, and I get it. I'm not upset."
"Are you sure?"
"If I wasn't, I'd tell you."

They finished dressing, Kurt put the sheets in the laundry, and then they left.

Fifteen minutes later they were walking into Rachel's room.

She looked up and threw her hands up in the air,

"Where the fuck were you guys! I tried calling you four times! Did you get lost?"
Kurt and Dave both blushed and shook their heads,

"No, we just got a bit sidetracked."

Rachel's eyes widened and her eyebrows raised,

"You did NOT have sex in my house! Christ almighty, Kurt, can't you keep it in your pants for more than an hour?"

"We were making up, okay? It was inevitable."

Rachel just rolled her eyes as she lay back against her pillows,

"I hope you at least washed whatever surface you did it on."

"Yes, I put the sheets in the washer."

Rachel shook her head again,

"Whatever. Did you get what I need?"

"Absolutely."

Kurt walked over and set up her sound machine, plugged the IPod into the speaker system, and Barbra Streisand music filled the room,

"Is that alright?"

"Perfect, Kurt. Thank you for getting me the stuff."

"No problem. Is there anything else you needed?"

"No, I'm good. Mercedes is here and I'm getting my epidural in a few minutes. Puck is going to be Skyping me later tonight, so hopefully Sarah will be here by then."

"I'm glad. "

Kurt fluffed her pillows some more and looked at Dave who was standing there looking down.

"You can go see Tyler now, Dave. We're good here."

"You sure?"

Rachel nodded vigorously,

"Of course, David. Go to Tyler, he needs you more than I do."

Dave nodded and walked out.

Kurt looked after him with a pained look on his face.

Rachel reached out and grabbed his hand,

"You know he loves you, right?"

"Yeah, I just hate that this all came at this time. Tyler is a great man, and I hate that he's dying. Dave really loves him, and I hate that he is losing him."

"And that right there is why Dave loves you. You have a huge heart, Kurt. He knows that you love him and that you would never wish death on Tyler."

"I'm just scared that Tyler's death will stay with him forever and he won't want be able to recover."

"Really? What makes you think that? The fact that you two just had sex? You are in love, Dave. Dave's love for you isn't hinging on his love for Tyler. When Dave looks at you, that's how your dad looks at your mom, and how Azimio looks at Mercedes. It's love."

"Thanks for the pep talk."

"You're welcome. Now, let's talk colors for the Nursery. I never got around to finishing it, and I was thinking maybe you and Dave could maybe finish it for me."

"Let me talk to Dave, but I'm sure it will get done before you and Sarah head home."

"Thanks."

Kurt smiled and nodded.

He felt the need to get away from the pressure and stress he was feeling and headed down to the pediatrics ward,

"Hey, Kurt!"

Kurt looked up to see Brittany, who was still volunteering.

She was dressed up as a clown, and Kurt worked hard to push away his irrational fear.

"Hey, Britt."
"What are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd come down and read to the kids or color with them."

"Oh, yeah, they like that. "

"Well, Dave is sitting with Tyler and Rachel's in labor, and I was trying to keep myself busy."

"Oh, I should go see Rachel!"

With that Britt skipped down the hall toward the main section of the hospital.

Kurt laughed as he thought of Brittany shocking Rachel in a clown outfit while she was in labor.

He was reading The Velveteen Rabbit to a few of the kids when his cellphone buzzed.

He looked down to see Dave had sent him a message,

Can you come up to Tyler's room?

Kurt finished the story, hugged the kids goodbye, then ran to the elevator.

He was running then to Tyler's room.

Dave was sitting by his bedside crying, holding Tyler's hand.

"I'm here."
Dave looked up and blinked at him.

Kurt walked in and saw that the machines were turned off,

"He died a few minutes ago."

Kurt rushed over to Dave's side and ran his fingers through Dave's hair,

"I'm so sorry, baby."

"I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, we'll figure it out."

"I need you, Kurt. I can't do this alone."

"I know, and I'm here, whatever you need."

Dave relaxed into him, closed his eyes and then straightened up.

He kissed Tyler's hand put it on his chest, and then closed Tyler's eyes.

He kissed him on the forehead and whispered something in his ear.

Then he put the sheet over his face and turned to Kurt.

"I told him I loved him and that I'd always love him."

Kurt just nodded,

"I'm not sure how long it's going to take me to get over this, Kurt, but please don't give up on me."
Dave was practically begging Kurt to understand.

"I'm not going anywhere, Dave. I love you, okay? I know what Tyler meant to you, and I loved him too. He was an amazing man, and it's okay to mourn and grieve for him."

Dave pulled Kurt to him and hugged him.

Kurt could feel the hot tears on his neck and Dave shaking as he cried.

He sat in the chair and pulled Dave into his lap,

He simply sat there and held him while he cried.

"It's okay, baby."

He ran his fingers through Dave's hair and cried with him.

A few minutes later Dave stood up and cleared his throat,

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."
"I need to talk to the funeral home and make arrangements."

"Dave, let me help you."

"I just need to figure out what I'm going to do and…"

"Dave, listen to me. You're in shock right now. What you need to do is go home and sleep. Please do that."

"But, I have to make arrangements."

"I can get them started and when you're feeling better you can take over."

"Are you sure?"
"I am positive. Now I'm taking you home."

Dave leaned on Kurt as they walked out of the hospital.

Kurt texted Rachel and let her know he was taking Dave home and that Tyler had died.

Kurt got Dave into bed, kissed him on the lips and told him to get some sleep.

He headed back to the hospital to check on Rachel and started funeral planning.

He called his dad for advice, and his dad gave him the information of who had used when his mom died.

Within four hours they had a funeral home, a church for the memorial service, and a burial plot reserved.

Then he started calling Tyler's friends and family in his planner.

He got his parents voicemail and let them know, then he called his sister who informed him that Tyler's parents had disowned him when he came out as gay, and that they refused to acknowledge his existence. But she would make every effort to come to the funeral.

Kurt sighed and rubbed his neck.

Just then Mercedes came out and waved at him.

Kurt knew it must be time and just as he was getting ready to go into the room, he smelled Dave's cologne behind him.

Dave was there with fresh clothes and looked much better.

"What are you doing here?"

"I felt better and Z texted me that Rachel was close. I just wanted to make sure everything was good with her and the baby."

"Dave you didn't have to do that, no one expected you to come back."
'I know, but I want to be here."
"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Kurt. Now let's go see Rachel push something out of her vagina."

"Eww, Dave."
Dave smiled and held his hand out to Kurt.

Kurt grabbed it entwined his fingers with Dave's and they went to see Rachel.

Rachel was laying there in the throes of pain as she pushed.

Dave pushed Kurt into the room where Mercedes was standing.

Kurt offered his hand to Rachel who gripped as tight as possible.

Within five minutes Sarah Barbra Berry-Puckerman was born and Kurt beckoned Dave into the room.

Dave went over to Rachel to make sure she was okay, and she handed Sarah to him.

Dave suddenly had a tiny newborn infant in his hands and he stared at her. Then he smiled and held her closer,

"Hello, Sarah. Welcome to the world. I hope you said hi to Tyler as he left. Man, you are beautiful."

Kurt, Mercedes, and Rachel all started crying as he talked to her about Tyler and how much he would have loved her. Then he turned to Kurt and asked if he wanted to hold her.

"Of course I do."

Kurt held her and talked to her about all the things he hoped to teach her.

He saw Rachel yawn then and handed her back.

"You need to get rest. We'll be back tomorrow to pick you up."

"Thank you, Kurt."

Kurt nodded and moved to leave,

"Before you leave, Kurt. Noah and I would like to know if you and Dave would like to be Sarah's godfather?"

"What about Finn?"
"Finn will understand, Kurt. We want you to be Sarah's godfather, because of what it means for Tyler."

Dave blinked tears out of his eyes,
"I'd love to be her godfather with Kurt."
"I'm so glad, Dave. And you let me know what you need if anything."

"All I need is my friends love and support, and I'll be okay."

Rachel squeezed Dave's hand before Kurt and Dave left.

Dave and Kurt walked out and to their separate cars.

"Are you heading home?"

"I was actually going to Rachel's to finish the nursery for her."

"Alone?"

"Yeah, I mean its just needs a few coats of paint and to put the furniture together."
"And you were going to do that by yourself?"
"I did work at Home Depot after all, Dave. I'm not totally inept at physical things."

"I know, but you shouldn't have to do it alone."
"It's really not that big of a deal."
"Tell you what, I'll pick up some pizza, call Z and Mercedes and we'll all help get it done. Then we can go back to my house and get a good night's sleep before we bring Rachel home."

Kurt agreed to meet Dave at Rachel's house in fifteen minutes then headed to Home Depot to pick up paint and supplies.

The idea of spending the entire evening with Dave made him nervous, but also excited. He ran into the store, got the paint and met Azimio, Mercedes, and Dave at Rachel's.

The evening was fun and filled with laughter and tears as they recalled stories of Tyler, and high school, and at the end they sat and ate their pizza and drank beer as they finished the nursery for Rachel.

At midnight they said goodbye and Kurt and Dave cleaned up.

Kurt told Dave he needed to go to his apartment to pick up some stuff, and he'd be at his house a little later.

An hour later he was on Dave's doorstep. He rang the bell and Dave opened the door for him. He was wearing a pair of pajama pants and a wife beater.

"Hey, I was starting to get worried."

"Sorry, I decided to take a shower, then I wasn't sure what you had, so I stopped at the store to get some stuff."

"Some stuff, huh? What exactly is stuff?"

Kurt blushed and pulled the bag behind his back.

Dave reached around and grabbed it.

"So lube and condoms huh?"

"Yeah, I was just trying to be practical."

"So, you were planning on getting lucky tonight?"

"I wasn't planning anything."

Dave laughed and pulled Kurt inside.

"Before we do anything we need to figure out some stuff for the funeral."
Kurt pulled his binder out of his bag,

"I already figured most of the stuff out. Let me know if it's okay, and I'll book it all tomorrow."

Dave looked at him with shock, and then looked at it.

"Most of the stuff was recommendations from my dad."

"You mean this is stuff from when you're mom died?"
"Yeah."

"Kurt, are you sure this is okay? I don't want this to bring back bad memories for you."

"Dave, this is more about celebrating Tyler's life than anything else. I miss my mom, but her funeral wasn't a bad memory for me. "

"I mean if you're sure, I think all of this is good."

"Okay, I'll book everything tomorrow. Miranda texted me a few hours ago to let me know her flight information. She's coming in tomorrow afternoon, and we'll schedule the memorial service for Saturday morning."

"Miranda? You talked to his sister?"
"Yeah. She told me all about his family and what happened with him when he was in school. But she said she would definitely come and bring her husband and children."
'What about his parents?"

"I left a message, but I haven't heard anything. According to Miranda, I shouldn't get my hopes up."

"Well, is there anything else we need to figure out?"

"Not really. I figured we'd use my church our pastor, because they gladly accept homosexuals, and they also offered to do a dinner for us, and I figured you, Z, Finn, me, Mike, and Sam could be pallbearers, and Mercy and Rachel and the entire glee club offered to sing at the funeral, whatever songs you choose.

Dave was starting to tear up again,

"I can't believe you did all this."

"Why? I love you and Tyler deserves a wonderful memorial ceremony."

"I love you more than I've loved anyone in my entire life."

Dave took the stuff from Kurt's hands then and led him to his bedroom.

After a few rounds of more mind-blowing, comfort sex, they lay on the bed.

Dave turned to Kurt and said, "I have something else to give you."

"What? Poison?"

Dave just laughed and reached into the nightstand and placed something in his hand.

It was a golden key.

"What is this?"
"I think it's time you have a key to the house."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I mean, I'm planning on keeping you busy and seeing as how large this bed is and how much I love fucking you into it, I was hoping you'd be spending as much time as possible here."

"Does that mean what I think it means?"

"Well, I'm not asking you to move in with me just yet, but yes, I want you to have free access to my house and perhaps move stuff in on a slow basis, so that one day we wake up and it's inevitable that we live together."

Kurt started laughing then.

"You know me so well. Okay I'll move in over a slow period to get you acclimated to living with someone, and I won't renew my lease when it's up in four months."

Dave shrugged and agreed, then pulled Kurt back to him.

"Thank you for everything today. I know how hard it was for you saying goodbye to Blaine, and then with Rachel and Tyler."

"I am glad that I was able to be there for you. Thank you for letting me."

Kurt curled himself around Dave and placed his head on his chest.

He listened to Dave's steady heartbeat as it lulled him to sleep.

The next few days were going to be long and he was just happy that he could be there for Dave.