Kurtofsky fic: The More I See You {part 3/?}
Title: The More I See You
Author: lovesmymovement on lj / owlssayhoooot on tumblr
Rating: PG (though it’ll probably go up to NC-17 toward the end)
Word Count: 710/1566 (so far)
Pairing: Dave/Kurt {Kurtofsky}
Spoilers: Everything up through the end of season 2.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee. Tis Ryan Murphy’s brain child and I take ownership of nothing there. :)
Summary: Kurt gives Dave a makeover and basically makes him his perfect man in the process.
A/N: So I actually started this months ago, back in October. It’s written for a prompt on the gkm. Hope you like! :D
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Dave called at eleven thirty the next day to say he was finally done with practice and at home, freshly showered and ready to go.
“Did you, uh, wanna just meet at the mall or whatever, or did you-”
“I could pick you up instead, if that works better? There’s really no sense in driving separately. Text me your address and I can put into the GPS on my phone and be there soon.”
“Uh okay, I… I guess, sure,” replied Dave tentatively - Kurt could tell he was definitely weirded out by the prospect of not only driving with him but getting a whole makeover in the first place, especially when it was Kurt.
They hung up after a few more words and Kurt heard his phone buzz on the entryway table a moment later where he’d left it to go into the kitchen for a bottle of water, and checked it, seeing a text message with Dave’s home address. It felt strange, going someplace with his former tormentor, and actually doing favors for him, like giving him a complete, head to toe makeover. But they’d put the past behind them, after all, so Kurt brushed it off. Dave was out and completely reforming himself, and he and Kurt were actually becoming friends, by some miracle, so a makeover was really the right thing to do. A new Dave, a new look for him as well.
Kurt showed up at Dave’s house barely ten minutes later, and pulled into the driveway, just staring up at the house for a moment after he parked. It was huge. A large, white house with pillars on either side of the front door to support the overlying second story of the building. There were pillars. Just… Kurt couldn’t even believe it. What did Dave’s parents do, anyway? They had to have some amazing careers to be able to afford a house like that, even in Ohio.
Kurt exited his Navigator and walked up to the house, ringing the doorbell, and looked around the house some more as he waited. The door opened and Kurt turned, eyebrows furrowing as he caught sight of Dave’s outfit - if it could even be called that…
“What the hell are you wearing?” asked Kurt, appalled. Dave really did not know how to dress himself. His jeans always seemed to be two sizes too large and the shirts went down six inches from his waist and were definitely not the correct cut for him.
“I dunno, clothes?”
“You… no. Okay we’re leaving, now. Because despite the fact that you think you don’t need it, you really do need all the help you can get, David. But I think we’re going to stop at the salon first. You need a different hairstyle, the one you have really isn’t doing much for you.”
“Sure, whatever, but can we get lunch first, though? I’m starving.”
Kurt shook his head, rolling his eyes. “Fine, I suppose so. It is almost noon anyway, but we’ll have to make it quick, I want to make sure we get in all the time we can at the mall before it closes.”
“Were you planning on spending eight hours at the mall or something? Because I really think we can spare an hour or so by eating something first.”
“Well I mean-”
“Get in the car and drive, dude, we’re going to a real restaurant, I’m paying.”
“Yo-you really don’t have to, I have money-”
Dave only cut him off with a look, walking to Kurt’s car and opening the passenger’s side door. “Get in, we’re leaving.”
Dumbfounded, Kurt climbed into the driver’s seat, putting the key into the ignition without starting it just yet, and stared at the other boy in confusion. Dave sighed and leaned over, turning the key and starting the engine, giving Kurt a look of annoyance. He was hungry, did Kurt not understand that he hadn’t eaten since six that morning? Dude was being weird today…
Kurt gazed at Dave a moment more before finally pulling out of the driveway, making an effort to concentrate on the road.
Was Dave… taking him on a date?
That was definitely what it felt like...
Well. This was certainly turning out to be an interesting day.
tbc.