To Wear a Blazer ch. 10/?
Title: To Wear a Blazer
Author: ducttapeofdoom
Pairing,Character(s): Kurt/Dave, Blaine/Brian (OC), Burt, Carole, Headmaster Harry Black, Will, New Directions
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Word Count: 1,762
Spoilers: Up to Original Song, select spoiler from The Spanish Teacher
Series: To Wear a Blazer ‘verse
Summary: Kurt has left McKinley High and must now learn to fit in at Dalton Academy. Thankfully he already has allies there in Blaine, his boyfriend Brian, and unknowingly the Headmaster Harry Black.
To Wear A Blazer
Chapter 10
Last Chapter:
Will returned the hug eagerly. “No, it’s my fault. I’ve been majorly remiss in my teaching and it’s been pointed out to me but yet I can’t seem to make it stick.”
Harry looked at Will and his guilt increased. But as he studied the face of his friend, he couldn’t help but get lost in Will’s eyes. He didn’t seem to notice Will getting pulled in by his emerald eyes in return…as they stared, they slowly moved closer and closer. Their eyes closed as their lips touched for the first time…
XxXxX
In the weeks leading up to the football championship game, Kurt and Dave met up at the Lima Bean several times a week. Occasionally, they were joined by Blaine and Brian as well as Jeff and Nick, the other inter-Warbler couple. Kurt had originally invited Dave to round out the numbers and so he wasn’t the fifth wheel. It sometimes got lonely being the single person among couples.
Every other week, all of the Warblers joined the group on a movie excursion, most of the time causing chaos and hilarity wherever they went. After the movie, they would find a new local dive and cause havoc for the wait staff.
If Dave hadn’t known that these were private school choir boys, he would have been convinced that he was dining with a sports team. It had shocked him the first time he had seen Kurt react to teasing like a normal boy, telling one of the other boys to suck his cock.
Jeff, who had been the boy Kurt had said that to, had just smirked and told him any time. Nick, Jeff’s boyfriend, had laughed loudly and kissed his boyfriend’s cheek.
During one of their coffee afternoons, Kurt brought up the fact that when the semester was over, his dad had to come up with half of the tuition and Burt didn’t know how he was going to pay for it.
“I thought that the scholarship paid for your tuition,” Brian said, sipping his coffee with one hand with his arm around Blaine, who was snuggled into his boyfriend’s side.
Kurt shook his head. “The initial one did, but it was only an emergency scholarship to get me into the school. The one that I have currently means that my family has to pay for half of my tuition. It wouldn’t have been a problem if Finn hadn’t totaled his car last month. Even with Dad and I working on it and teaching Finn to work on cars in the shop to help supplement the cost, there just isn’t enough money for fixing the car, the new mortgage on the house, and my tuition.”
Dave shifted a bit in his chair, not liking being reminded that it was because of him that Kurt had to change schools.
Blaine saw the movement and he scowled. “Don’t Dave. Kurt might have been wary of you at the time, but it was the threat of your ‘friends’,” he used finger quotes, “planning on hurting Kurt that made him to change schools,” he reminded his friend.
Kurt looked at Dave, eyes wide. “They were going to do what?” he asked. He apparently hadn’t been told about the threat back during the week of the wedding.
Dave nodded. “Azimio had planned on roughing you up before I returned from my suspension in retaliation. I told Blaine at the wedding, who I assume told your parents.” Blaine nodded. “Az was so disappointed that he didn’t get to do it,” he smirked wryly. “I was tempted to tell him that I was the one that prevented his ‘fun’ but I was afraid that he would then use me as his punching bag.”
Brian clapped his hand on Dave’s shoulder and the conversation shifted to a happier topic.
XxXxX
Dave stood uncomfortably next to Azimio and Chris Strando as the football team circled Artie Abrams. When Azimio had told him to grab a couple slushies and meet him in the science wing, Dave had known that it would be bad. But for the entire team to gang up on one person, with two slushies each? Dave thought there was something really fucked up about Azimio at times…this was one of them. He started nervously sipping from one of the slushies as Azimio talked.
When they started tossing the slushies, he stayed back and didn’t throw his. He just continued to drink the one he had already began sipping from and when the other members of the team wandered away he walked over to Artie. “You okay?” he asked gruffly.
Artie shivered and looked up at the jock. “What do you think?” he hissed, his teeth chattering.
Dave sighed, he had never been slushied himself, but he knew that it had been described to him by Kurt like being bitch slapped by an iceberg. “Come on man, let’s get you cleaned up,” he said, handing one of the slushies to the younger teen. “Hold that for me.” He took hold of the handles and pushed the glasses wearing boy towards the locker room.
Ten minutes later, the two teens walked into the Glee club, causing a bit of an uproar from the others when they saw Dave. Dave took his slushie back from the younger guy when Brittany rushed over to check on her boyfriend.
“Its cool guys,” Artie protested when it looked like the jocks were ready to punch his face in. “He didn’t slushie me. He didn’t stop it, but I don’t blame him.” He looked thoughtful. “I probably wouldn’t have stepped in to stop the whole football team from slushing someone either. He helped me get cleaned up.”
Before anyone could say anything to that, the rest of the team walked in, looking like cats that got the canaries. “So this is what the ladies lounge looks like on the inside,” Strando said, smirk falling when he saw that Dave was already in there and Artie had been cleaned up.
The guys that had sat back down when Dave entered jumped to their feet again. “This is the choir room. Now put up your fists because you and me, we’re gonna do some dancing,” Sam said.
“No, I got this Sam,” Finn said, putting his arm in front of Sam, who looked at Finn like he was crazy.
Azimio spoke up for the first time. “Coach Beiste told us to come, where is she?”
Coach Beiste and Mr. Schuester walked into the room. “Watch it. Everyone have a seat,” she said to the team.
“You too guys,” Mr. Schuester said, waving towards the glee club. “Alright New Directions, lets give a warm welcome to the newest members of Glee Club.”
Naturally, the whole room erupted in protests, except for Dave. It had been suggested by both his church choir director and Blaine that he should join the McKinley club. Blaine had discovered him singing under his breath at the Lima Bean one day while the jock was waiting for Kurt. He just stayed quiet while Strando and Azimio spoke for the entire team.
Finn stood up. “Mr. Schue, are you serious? These are the guys that made Kurt transfer.” Dave looked guilty at that, even though it had been hammered into his skull that Kurt had forgiven him a long time ago.
“And there is no way I’m sharing the choir room with known homophobes,” Rachel snapped, pointing at the team.
“I don’t disagree with you guys. But I talked to Coach Beiste about it and she and I agree that the type of bullying that Azimio and David did is born out of ignorance. Having them in here, as difficult it may be for us, is an opportunity them and the rest of the guys that being in glee club is kind of cool. Find some common ground.”
Coach Beiste continued. “All of you are going to be in this glee club for one week. No exceptions.”
“She’s bluffing,” Strando cried, looking at the rest of the guys. “The championship game is next week. Without us, she has no team.”
“With you I have no team,” Beiste snapped. “You guys have got to find a way to come together or we’re going to get our asses kicked from here until Tuesday finds a saddlebag full of buckwheat.”
Lauren leaned over to Puck with a confused look on her face.
Azimio spoke up. “If I have to stay, I ain’t singing no showtunes. That is the music of my oppressors.”
“Do you even have any idea what we do in here?” Finn asked.
“No,” Mr. Schuester said, looking straight at Finn. “None of them do. We have to show them. Rachel, Puck, haven’t you guys been working on something? Why don’t you give it a whirl?”
“Fine,” Rachel snapped. “As offended as I am by their presence here, I won’t let anything stand in the way of a performance.”
The two glared at the football team as they moved to the front of the room. Dave stared in barely concealed awe as the two knocked Lady Antebellum’s “Need You Now” out of the park. He had known that Rachel had some serious pipes, since she sang lead on practically every song at the assemblies, but he had no clue that Puck was so good.
Azimio, of course, had to ruin it. “The girl with the Mohawk had a really nice voice.”
Puck nodded sarcastically as he took the guitar off his shoulder. “That’s good man. That’s funny.” He then tried to hit Azimio with the guitar, causing both sides of the room to start fighting, except Dave, who just sat there next to Artie, who was also refraining from fighting.
While holding Azimio back, Will looked over his shoulder at Shannon, who was keeping Puck from attacking the other boy. “Great first day right?”
“Awesome,” Shannon said sarcastically.
XxXxX
Later that day, Dave sat at his usual table at the Lima Bean, waiting for Kurt to arrive. He was humming to himself as he sketched little things in his book of scratch paper.
“So, what do you have to say for yourself?” asked a voice from behind Dave, making him jump.
“What do you mean Hummel?” he asked without turning around. “If you’re talking about me getting you coffee, then I can just drink it myself,” he teased, reaching for the cup only to have his hand smacked as Kurt sat in the seat across from him.
“I was referring to you and your brute squad joining glee, but seeing as Tina told me that it was the teacher’s idea, I’ll let it slide,” Kurt teased in return, sipping his coffee in victory for the continued proof that Dave wouldn’t hurt him again if his life depended on it. Just three months before he would have been terrified about smacking the jock’s hand like that.
Dave grinned at Kurt in a way that made Kurt’s stomach curl with a warmth that had nothing to do with the hot coffee. Their mutual admiration society was interrupted by a new voice from along-side them.
“So this explains a lot…”
TBC