Fanfiction: Roomies 7
Title: Roomies
Chapter: 7/?
Author: lonegungal17
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Kurt Hummel & Dave Karofsky
(Mentions of Finn & Rachel, Lauren & Puck, Blaine & Wes, Blaine & Kurt, Karofsky & Santana, Santana & Brittany)
Word Count: 1259/7712 overall
Spoilers/Warnings: All current episodes.
Summary: Kurt learns Sue Sylvester is a powerful enemy when she forces Karofsky and him to be roommates at nationals.
Chapters 1-6 can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6855517/1/Roomies
A/N: I’ve glad everyone liked that I made Dave a Whedon fan. There is a little more Whedon goodness in this chapter and some possible Dave singing a song later. I won’t say which one yet. :-)
For some reason Dave felt lonely on the bus ride from the airport to the hotel. He was used to being left out in glee club but he was starting to feel like the only one without an other half. Hummel had Jones and Santana was still clinging to Brittany even though she was meant to be his “girlfriend”. It wasn’t really fair. Like most of the glee kids both Hudson and Puckerman, the only guys he got he dared speak to, were paired off into couples, both kissing and joking with their girlfriends. Even Eyebrows had his stupid prep school boyfriend he kept texting.
Dave settled into his seat trying not to make eye contact with any of the others. He had his ear buds in and was trying to pretend to be listening to music, although he couldn’t be bothered to press the play button. He kept checking his phone for messages he knew wouldn’t be there but he wanted to look busy. He thought about texting Az but instead gave up and stuffed his phone back in his pocket as he decided to people watch.
Of course there was only one person Dave was interested in so he couldn’t help himself from peeking over the couple of seats that separated himself from Hummel and Jones. They were having some kind of girly gossip session with Jones whispering in his ear and Kurt’s mouth gaping opening every so often. Dave couldn’t help his heart from beating faster every time Kurt blushed at whatever Jones was telling him. Hummel looked in his direction and Dave quickly closed his eyes pretending to be asleep. Honestly after holding Hummel’s hand on the plane and watching Dr. Horrible together, he was starting to think they had bonded or some shit but he wasn’t going to push his luck. After all when they had landed Kurt had bolted from the plane and had not spoken or given Dave a second look until now.
After a few minutes Dave willed himself to open his eyes again was greeted with Kurt and Jones bouncing happily in their seats. Dave watched Kurt’s mouth carefully trying to read what the other boy was saying and although Dave couldn’t hear him over the noise of the bus he could read the words “Bad Horse” on Kurt’s lip. Dave smiled to himself maybe he and Kurt had bonded after all.
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‘Bad Horse, Bad Horse, Bad Horse, Bad Horse! He rides across the nation the thoroughbred of sin. He got the application you just sent in,’ Kurt and Mercedes sang as the group unloaded from the bus. ‘It needs evaluation so let the games begin. A heinous crime, a show of force, a murder would be nice of course. Bad Horse, Bad Horse, Bad Horse, he’s bad!’
Dave followed Kurt from the bus covering his face with his hand as he sighed, ‘I’ve created a monster.’
‘The Evil League of Evil is watching so beware. The grade that you receive will be your last we swear. So make the Bad Horse gleeful or he’ll make you his mare!’ Kurt continued to sing pointing at Dave as the pair grabbed their bags and passed him on their way into the hotel.
Finn looked at his step brother and to Dave, ‘Dude, what is he singing?’
‘Bad Horse…’ Dave mumbled shaking his head.
Finn’s face scrunched up, ‘Is that off Lady Gaga’s new album?’
Dave patted Finn’s back, ‘Yeah, Hudson, it’s her follow up to Bad Romance.’
Finn slammed his head back in disgust, ‘Great, another stupid Gaga song for Mr. Schue to make us sing.’
Dave chuckled with a toothy grin at Hudson, ‘At least it isn’t Journey.’
The smile on Dave’s face was wiped away when he heard Santana shout his name from the exit of the bus as she walked over to him. She stopped in front of him to rub his cheek and said, ‘Hey sex on legs, can you grab Brits and my bags for us?’
Dave sighed he was tired of carrying around all their crap but replied, ‘Sure, Babe.’
Santana slapped a hand across his butt and Dave nearly jumped out of his skin. ‘I can’t wait to get you alone later,’ the Latina directed at him for any passing eyes but linked pinkies with Brittany as they walked through the hotel doors.
Finn’s eyes widened, ‘So you and Santana, huh? How did that happen?’
Dave shrugged, ‘Mutual interests.’
Finn nodded as he gave Rachel a wave as she followed Lauren and Puck into the hotel.
Dave yanked his duffel bag out from under the bus and climbed further into the storage space to pull out Santana’s and Brittany’s bags.
‘How can that skinny bitch can have so much crap?’ He mumbled to himself throwing her red bag down on the pavement.
Finn shook his head, ‘Dude, you better watch what you call Santana, what if she hears you…’
Dave rolled his eyes, ‘She won’t.’
‘I’m just saying, I wouldn’t cross Santana, she has a mean streak,’ Finn shrugged. ‘Hey want me to help you with one of those bags?’
Dave pulled Brittany’s pink bag from the bottom of the bus and handed it to Finn, ‘You mind? It might be pink and covered in glitter but it’s lighter than Santana’s.’
Finn shrugged and grabbed the sparkly handle.
Dave threw his hockey duffel over his shoulder and grabbed the handle to Santana’s bag as they started for the entrance to the hotel, ‘I’m not worried about Santana. We have an understanding. She might call and treat me like a jackass sometimes and I might call her a bitch but we both give each other what we need.’
‘You’re lucky man. If I called Rachel the B-word I’d be dead,’ Finn revealed. ‘Its hard enough keeping up with her attention demands, if I spent too much time with her she’d says I’m being needy and too little attention pisses her off even more.’
‘Hudson, you need to grow a backbone,’ Dave suggested heading towards the sofas where the other kids were sat.
‘I’m sure she’ll lighten up soon, it’s just that everything is new again and she doesn’t trust me yet,’ Finn explained. ‘It sucks.’
‘Okay, this is going to sound like chick advice,’ Dave replied, ‘but maybe you should make some big show of affection to let her know how you feel. Then maybe she’ll forget you dumped her for Quinn for half the year.’
Finn nodded his head from side to side, ‘It can’t hurt, I guess and maybe it will get me to second base.’
‘Good luck with that,’ Dave eyes shifted to Kurt who was standing tapping his foot next to Santana and Brittany.
‘Here,’ Dave said dropping Santana’s bag at her feet, ‘Next time I got to carry all your crap around, can you try to pack lighter? It feels like there are ten bowling balls in there.’
Santana rolled her eyes, ‘Be happy I let you touch my things, Meathead.’
Kurt pushed pass Santana to shove Dave’s key into his hand, ‘It’s about time Karofsky. That plane dried out my skin and need to moisturize, stat! Let’s go upstairs.’
Dave grunted pulling the strap of his bag across his chest as he followed Kurt’s determined strides, ‘I thought you’d never ask.’
Chapter: 7/?
Author: lonegungal17
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Kurt Hummel & Dave Karofsky
(Mentions of Finn & Rachel, Lauren & Puck, Blaine & Wes, Blaine & Kurt, Karofsky & Santana, Santana & Brittany)
Word Count: 1259/7712 overall
Spoilers/Warnings: All current episodes.
Summary: Kurt learns Sue Sylvester is a powerful enemy when she forces Karofsky and him to be roommates at nationals.
Chapters 1-6 can be found here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6855517/1/Roomies
A/N: I’ve glad everyone liked that I made Dave a Whedon fan. There is a little more Whedon goodness in this chapter and some possible Dave singing a song later. I won’t say which one yet. :-)
For some reason Dave felt lonely on the bus ride from the airport to the hotel. He was used to being left out in glee club but he was starting to feel like the only one without an other half. Hummel had Jones and Santana was still clinging to Brittany even though she was meant to be his “girlfriend”. It wasn’t really fair. Like most of the glee kids both Hudson and Puckerman, the only guys he got he dared speak to, were paired off into couples, both kissing and joking with their girlfriends. Even Eyebrows had his stupid prep school boyfriend he kept texting.
Dave settled into his seat trying not to make eye contact with any of the others. He had his ear buds in and was trying to pretend to be listening to music, although he couldn’t be bothered to press the play button. He kept checking his phone for messages he knew wouldn’t be there but he wanted to look busy. He thought about texting Az but instead gave up and stuffed his phone back in his pocket as he decided to people watch.
Of course there was only one person Dave was interested in so he couldn’t help himself from peeking over the couple of seats that separated himself from Hummel and Jones. They were having some kind of girly gossip session with Jones whispering in his ear and Kurt’s mouth gaping opening every so often. Dave couldn’t help his heart from beating faster every time Kurt blushed at whatever Jones was telling him. Hummel looked in his direction and Dave quickly closed his eyes pretending to be asleep. Honestly after holding Hummel’s hand on the plane and watching Dr. Horrible together, he was starting to think they had bonded or some shit but he wasn’t going to push his luck. After all when they had landed Kurt had bolted from the plane and had not spoken or given Dave a second look until now.
After a few minutes Dave willed himself to open his eyes again was greeted with Kurt and Jones bouncing happily in their seats. Dave watched Kurt’s mouth carefully trying to read what the other boy was saying and although Dave couldn’t hear him over the noise of the bus he could read the words “Bad Horse” on Kurt’s lip. Dave smiled to himself maybe he and Kurt had bonded after all.
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‘Bad Horse, Bad Horse, Bad Horse, Bad Horse! He rides across the nation the thoroughbred of sin. He got the application you just sent in,’ Kurt and Mercedes sang as the group unloaded from the bus. ‘It needs evaluation so let the games begin. A heinous crime, a show of force, a murder would be nice of course. Bad Horse, Bad Horse, Bad Horse, he’s bad!’
Dave followed Kurt from the bus covering his face with his hand as he sighed, ‘I’ve created a monster.’
‘The Evil League of Evil is watching so beware. The grade that you receive will be your last we swear. So make the Bad Horse gleeful or he’ll make you his mare!’ Kurt continued to sing pointing at Dave as the pair grabbed their bags and passed him on their way into the hotel.
Finn looked at his step brother and to Dave, ‘Dude, what is he singing?’
‘Bad Horse…’ Dave mumbled shaking his head.
Finn’s face scrunched up, ‘Is that off Lady Gaga’s new album?’
Dave patted Finn’s back, ‘Yeah, Hudson, it’s her follow up to Bad Romance.’
Finn slammed his head back in disgust, ‘Great, another stupid Gaga song for Mr. Schue to make us sing.’
Dave chuckled with a toothy grin at Hudson, ‘At least it isn’t Journey.’
The smile on Dave’s face was wiped away when he heard Santana shout his name from the exit of the bus as she walked over to him. She stopped in front of him to rub his cheek and said, ‘Hey sex on legs, can you grab Brits and my bags for us?’
Dave sighed he was tired of carrying around all their crap but replied, ‘Sure, Babe.’
Santana slapped a hand across his butt and Dave nearly jumped out of his skin. ‘I can’t wait to get you alone later,’ the Latina directed at him for any passing eyes but linked pinkies with Brittany as they walked through the hotel doors.
Finn’s eyes widened, ‘So you and Santana, huh? How did that happen?’
Dave shrugged, ‘Mutual interests.’
Finn nodded as he gave Rachel a wave as she followed Lauren and Puck into the hotel.
Dave yanked his duffel bag out from under the bus and climbed further into the storage space to pull out Santana’s and Brittany’s bags.
‘How can that skinny bitch can have so much crap?’ He mumbled to himself throwing her red bag down on the pavement.
Finn shook his head, ‘Dude, you better watch what you call Santana, what if she hears you…’
Dave rolled his eyes, ‘She won’t.’
‘I’m just saying, I wouldn’t cross Santana, she has a mean streak,’ Finn shrugged. ‘Hey want me to help you with one of those bags?’
Dave pulled Brittany’s pink bag from the bottom of the bus and handed it to Finn, ‘You mind? It might be pink and covered in glitter but it’s lighter than Santana’s.’
Finn shrugged and grabbed the sparkly handle.
Dave threw his hockey duffel over his shoulder and grabbed the handle to Santana’s bag as they started for the entrance to the hotel, ‘I’m not worried about Santana. We have an understanding. She might call and treat me like a jackass sometimes and I might call her a bitch but we both give each other what we need.’
‘You’re lucky man. If I called Rachel the B-word I’d be dead,’ Finn revealed. ‘Its hard enough keeping up with her attention demands, if I spent too much time with her she’d says I’m being needy and too little attention pisses her off even more.’
‘Hudson, you need to grow a backbone,’ Dave suggested heading towards the sofas where the other kids were sat.
‘I’m sure she’ll lighten up soon, it’s just that everything is new again and she doesn’t trust me yet,’ Finn explained. ‘It sucks.’
‘Okay, this is going to sound like chick advice,’ Dave replied, ‘but maybe you should make some big show of affection to let her know how you feel. Then maybe she’ll forget you dumped her for Quinn for half the year.’
Finn nodded his head from side to side, ‘It can’t hurt, I guess and maybe it will get me to second base.’
‘Good luck with that,’ Dave eyes shifted to Kurt who was standing tapping his foot next to Santana and Brittany.
‘Here,’ Dave said dropping Santana’s bag at her feet, ‘Next time I got to carry all your crap around, can you try to pack lighter? It feels like there are ten bowling balls in there.’
Santana rolled her eyes, ‘Be happy I let you touch my things, Meathead.’
Kurt pushed pass Santana to shove Dave’s key into his hand, ‘It’s about time Karofsky. That plane dried out my skin and need to moisturize, stat! Let’s go upstairs.’
Dave grunted pulling the strap of his bag across his chest as he followed Kurt’s determined strides, ‘I thought you’d never ask.’