Covered in ash, Chapter 4
Title: Covered in Ash
Author: brittyzombie
Pairing(s): Dave/kurt.
Rating: idk. pg-13? haha. There is cussing and usage of words like gay, fag, homo and so on.
The movie mentioned is "Dakota Skye." Its pretty cute, I'd say.
4/?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Jacob kept his mouth shut for a record amount of time, not counting the time in 6th grade when some one punched him in the throat and he lost his voice for a week but I digress. Everyone knows that, To Jacob, three days was an amazing amount of time to not speak, but to everyone else it wasn’t long enough. His blog exploded that Friday after days of withholding information. Ranging from the mild, “Coach Beiste caught buying ingredients to make cupcakes!” to the sort of expected, “Santana caught with her skirt up again, this time no underwear! Picture under the cut.” Although, aside from the initial fear of Jacob’s blog, Kurt and Dave felt fine. Not because of what Jacob said, but because no one would believe him anyway. Jacob has said weirder things. Like that Principal Figgens likes to cross-dress on his weekends, or that Brittany only eats pink chalk on Wednesdays.
Kurt was just more scared of Dave. But before your little panties get in a twist, not because Dave was scaring him, well he was, but it was more of a “Oh god Just how much did he change in the few months I’ve been gone?” and less “Ahhh I wanna go back to Dalton to the creepy pod people and the hive mind.” Kurt would take a freak hive over a hive mind any day, but just don’t get him started on just how wrong Dalton was for him. Mercedes made the mistake of saying, “Boy, I told you so!” and well… Now she knows not to say “Dalton”.
He would shudder every time he found himself not only thinking about Dave, because well when did that happen? But also when he caught himself saying “Dave” and not “Karofsky” or “bumbling idiot” and related terms. In all honesty, that was more frightening than the whole bully aspect. Truthfully, Kurt never hated Dave. He couldn’t. It’s not like Dave murdered his dog or family member. He just bullied him. And Dave wasn’t the worst though. It was just a culmination of everything that caused him to transfer. If Puck could change around, and everyone knows how he used to treat Artie, and become Arties friend, when why can’t Dave? But that was scary and Kurt didn’t want to think about it. Which he did. And he’d find himself folding the same set of socks over and over and over again. Which unnerves kurt, because he’s not supposed to be spending time picking apart his former bully’s personality.
He wasn’t Dave’s shrink, this wasn’t his place to think about how the kid changed.
But it made him paranoid, nonetheless.
One time Kurt made the mistake of thinking about this at school. He was staring at his history textbook and mumbled, spacing out, “When… when did Karofsky become Dave?”
Well that wasn’t a mistake at all.
“My dad wanted to call me Michael, but my mom refused so I’m David. Dave. The Big D. Davey-boo if you‘re being cute,” Dave smirked, his constant companion was behind him, picking at her boot laces.
“The big D? I hope that means dumbass.”
“You might think so. But I’d say it means something else,” his eyes twinkled and Emily scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Pig.”
“Lecherous pervert,” Kurt rolled his eyes too, and slammed his locker.
“I ain’t no vampire, Hummel.”
Kurt stopped, slack jawed. Did he really just say that? Kurt didn’t say anything remotely close to “leech”, but he noticed Emily stifled a laugh. Every time Kurt thought of Vampire, he couldn’t help but to think of the literary trash that is Twilight. First off, he glitters? Did he get lost in the arts in crafts? It’s not romantic, and even for Kurt, it was really gay. Also, He watches her sleep. That’s definitely not romantic, that’s sort of stalkerish. And Creepy. And guess who loved Twilight? Blaine. Yeah. Lets not talk about how perfect Kurt thought he was at first. His knight in shining rainbow Armani. He raised a brow, “Why are you here?”
Dave smiled, and shrugged his backpack into a different position, “Coach got on my case. I need some lessons,” He beamed, “And guess what, fancy? You’re my teacher. You’re the best at it.”
There was a moment where Kurt thought he was really going to throw up on Dave’s shoes, sans bambi comment like the last time he barfed on someone.
Dave saw his face and quickly added, “Hey she gave me a choice. And it was you or Israel and man, we both know what I’d do to that little freak,” He shuffled, “But don’t worry, bro. I’m smarter than I look, I just need some extra help. It’s not like you’re trying to teach a little kid how to count to 100 in Japanese…” He sniffed and rubbed his nose, “Man, I’m sorry. But can you not act like this is the worst thing that has ever happened to you? It’s like, fuck I dunno, an hour a week? You get extra credit too, dude.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “Um so yeah. Later” And just like that he was gone.
And once again, kurt found himself dumbfounded.
It was like he had stepped into the twilight zone and everything was twisted and distorted. He had only been back for a short amount of time, how had things gone so wrong? No. Weird.
Almost like the world was kicked in it’s ass and everything as perfect.
He wasn’t bullied like he was before, he heard slurs less and less every day. Santana was calming down. (Which Kurt secretly decided that was because Brittany and Artie broke up and everyone and their mother knows how terribly in love they are with each other. But Brittany was.. Clueless to her emotions and Santana was still in denial.) Finn and Rachel were back to being a power couple. Quinn was asserting her strength in being a proud single lady along with Mercedes (But with how bad a certain former bully had been courting her lately, she might not be for so long.)
Well, short of Rachel’s wardrobe and Azimio trying to get with Mercedes, the world was perfect. (She wasn’t going to let him in that easy though.)
The whole ride home, Emily chided Dave about Kurt. Of course he‘d been acting different to the teen, but that was because Dave was trying to put the past so far behind him that he could forget about it. Naturally, it would take longer for Kurt to forgive than anything else, but Dave had to start trying if dave were to get his ultimate goal. It wasn‘t creepy or anything, Dave just really liked how Kurt made him feel. “I know you wanna get with him!”
“I do not!”
“Dude!”
“Don’t ‘Dude’ me, bro!”
“Don’t ‘bro’ me, dude!” Emily hit him softly with the sleeve of her super-size hoodie. “Tell me you wanna tap that!” Emily smiled, knowing that what she guessed was correct when Dave’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel and let out a breath that he didn‘t even know he was holding. “Why do you like him?” It was a simple question, for most. But Dave, he knew what the answer was in his heart and soul, but once that message was sent to his mouth, the words were garbled and it would frustrate Dave. He knew what he wanted to say, but he just couldn’t say it. He took a moment, his fingers tapping on the wheel, and after a minute, he broke his silence.
“Ok. So this is going to sound really gay but deal. Okay. Remember when we watched that weird indie movie about the girl who could like… see through peoples lies, right?” She nodded, “And then she met the one guy who just didn’t lie and she started falling in love with him and he started falling in love with her, right?” She nodded again, Unable to see where Dave was going with this. “And he had that speech in the car? Not the one where he was out of the car and was like to Dakota ‘Don’t tell anyone this but I sort of love you’ but the one where Dakota is just talking to him normally?”
“Um. Dave. I don’t … I don’t understand what this means.”
“Hold up, I’m getting there. I just had to make sure you got the reference. Well, Jonah, that dude, he has this little speech he says about what he’s looking for. About how he’s just looking for some that makes him vibrate. That fills him up with energy. Well. Kurt makes me vibrate.”
“So he makes you horny.” She smirked
“There are plenty of people in the world that make me horny!-”
“TMI, bro. I don‘t need to know about you wank off fodder.”
He sighed and waited for the light to turn, “But he.. I dunno, sis. He gives me this… light? I don’t fucking know, it’s fucking stupid.”
“That’s really gay.”
“I’m really gay.”
“Touché.”
“I’d protect this kid with all I have. And now that I don’t have to.. Feel like I have to be some asshole because he’s gay and I was the bully, maybe I can work on changing things? Maybe I can get him to see me as ‘Dave Karofsky- The man who completes me’ and not “Karofsky- The kid who stole my wedding topper and boy-kiss’ and then-”
“Wait you kissed him?”
Dave shook his head. “Yes, I told you this before. Like, three times.”
Emily tried her hardest to keep her poker-face, she was just messing with him.
“I just want a second chance to prove to him that I don’t suck-”
“You do.”
“-That I am a better person than I was before. Fuck, sis. Stop making everything so damn dirty.” Emily smiled and got out of the vehicle, cackling.
“Just try flowers next time. Or a flower.“ Dave just smiled. He couldn’t get angry at her, she was his only sister after. But he got his bag and walked inside, greeted by the smell of dinner. “Fuck yeah! Steak!”
The simplest things always made Dave happy.
This was the third time in as many days that Mercedes had to call Kurt to talk about Azimio. By this time, Kurt had known more about Azimio than he ever had imagined he would know. Apparently, Azimio’s mom had chewed him out pretty badly shortly after Kurt left for Dalton, and he decided that he didn’t want to be like his cousin. His cousin… well. He’s in jail, simply put. And Azimio didn’t want that. So he stopped the bullying, which he won’t lie, was hard. He felt weird just going from class to class, and not strolling down the freshman hallway, inducing terror inspired piss-stains on pants. But Azimio listened to his mom, he was always a momma’s boy.
He just didn’t, as he put to Mercedes “Ain’t no one touching my ass but a sheet of toilet paper!”
Kurt also found out that even though Azimio knows Dave is gay, that only changed the superficial aspects of their friendship. Azimio didn’t care, and he knew for a long time that maybe Dave was gay. But before, when Dave was hating himself and scared of who he was, Azimio didn’t want to press the conversation. So he let Dave do what he thought was right in that time.
But when Dave was done, and his heart was spent, Azimio was there. “Man, It’s okay. You like dick! I like pussy! You’re Dave.“ Which, truth be told, caught Dave off-guard. He had expected some tirade about how he didn‘t want to be friends with a homo and that he‘s going to go run off and start butt-fucking every gay man in the tri-state area and how suddenly he‘d want to wear name-brands and only care about fashion. But he didn‘t. Dave was Dave. “Don’t be a fag and cry on me! This shirt is new and I gotsta look good for mah lady!“ Dave just smiled then, and went in for a bro-fist but Azimio said that just once, he’ll get a hug. Dave never told Azimio how much that really meant to him that night.
Much to the dismay of Emily, she was always wary of him, Dave and Azimio were tighter than ever.
So in the past few days, Kurt knew more about Azimio and Dave than he ever thought. And almost, to the point where he thought about agreeing with Mercedes when she said they should go on a double-date.
Almost.
Kurt hadn’t talked enough to Dave to justify it. But maybe… maybe he could use the date to know DAVE and not KAROFKSY?
No, he didn’t want that. His bully was his bully, why was this so confusing?
He was sure.
Or was he?
After the 16th time of being asked, Kurt gave in. Mercedes squealed and told Kurt he had to come over Friday after school and help her pick an outfit out, since they had decided to go to Breadstixs Friday evening. That gave Kurt a few days to talk to his dad… Which would be less of a struggle than he thought. She had gotten off the phone shortly after then, presumably to talk to Azimio. And… well naturally Dave found out he had been set up. Which, was something he only talked about in a passing to his friend. But Dave didn’t want to ask Kurt out second-hand like that.
That’s why the next day he showed up to school with a bouquet of flowers. No, not roses. A set of daisies he’d been eyeing up. Every daisy was a different color, and Azimio and Emily both called it the gayest thing he could give.
And he walked right up to that boy, bouquet hidden, and said, “Hey Kurt.” with a smile. Kurt stared in return, but took a second to react when he saw the flowers shoved into his face. “Lets make this legit. Let’s go on a date. And I don’t want to hear you said ‘yeah sure’ to your friend, I wanna hear you say it to my face.”
Kurt’s hand gently wrapped around the flowers, and his face didn’t falter, “Yeah. Sure. I’ll see you Friday.” Kurt smirked, this would be interesting.
Dave felt lighter than air the whole day.
Which, admittedly, made him feel really fucking gay.
But he loved it.
Author: brittyzombie
Pairing(s): Dave/kurt.
Rating: idk. pg-13? haha. There is cussing and usage of words like gay, fag, homo and so on.
The movie mentioned is "Dakota Skye." Its pretty cute, I'd say.
4/?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Jacob kept his mouth shut for a record amount of time, not counting the time in 6th grade when some one punched him in the throat and he lost his voice for a week but I digress. Everyone knows that, To Jacob, three days was an amazing amount of time to not speak, but to everyone else it wasn’t long enough. His blog exploded that Friday after days of withholding information. Ranging from the mild, “Coach Beiste caught buying ingredients to make cupcakes!” to the sort of expected, “Santana caught with her skirt up again, this time no underwear! Picture under the cut.” Although, aside from the initial fear of Jacob’s blog, Kurt and Dave felt fine. Not because of what Jacob said, but because no one would believe him anyway. Jacob has said weirder things. Like that Principal Figgens likes to cross-dress on his weekends, or that Brittany only eats pink chalk on Wednesdays.
Kurt was just more scared of Dave. But before your little panties get in a twist, not because Dave was scaring him, well he was, but it was more of a “Oh god Just how much did he change in the few months I’ve been gone?” and less “Ahhh I wanna go back to Dalton to the creepy pod people and the hive mind.” Kurt would take a freak hive over a hive mind any day, but just don’t get him started on just how wrong Dalton was for him. Mercedes made the mistake of saying, “Boy, I told you so!” and well… Now she knows not to say “Dalton”.
He would shudder every time he found himself not only thinking about Dave, because well when did that happen? But also when he caught himself saying “Dave” and not “Karofsky” or “bumbling idiot” and related terms. In all honesty, that was more frightening than the whole bully aspect. Truthfully, Kurt never hated Dave. He couldn’t. It’s not like Dave murdered his dog or family member. He just bullied him. And Dave wasn’t the worst though. It was just a culmination of everything that caused him to transfer. If Puck could change around, and everyone knows how he used to treat Artie, and become Arties friend, when why can’t Dave? But that was scary and Kurt didn’t want to think about it. Which he did. And he’d find himself folding the same set of socks over and over and over again. Which unnerves kurt, because he’s not supposed to be spending time picking apart his former bully’s personality.
He wasn’t Dave’s shrink, this wasn’t his place to think about how the kid changed.
But it made him paranoid, nonetheless.
One time Kurt made the mistake of thinking about this at school. He was staring at his history textbook and mumbled, spacing out, “When… when did Karofsky become Dave?”
Well that wasn’t a mistake at all.
“My dad wanted to call me Michael, but my mom refused so I’m David. Dave. The Big D. Davey-boo if you‘re being cute,” Dave smirked, his constant companion was behind him, picking at her boot laces.
“The big D? I hope that means dumbass.”
“You might think so. But I’d say it means something else,” his eyes twinkled and Emily scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Pig.”
“Lecherous pervert,” Kurt rolled his eyes too, and slammed his locker.
“I ain’t no vampire, Hummel.”
Kurt stopped, slack jawed. Did he really just say that? Kurt didn’t say anything remotely close to “leech”, but he noticed Emily stifled a laugh. Every time Kurt thought of Vampire, he couldn’t help but to think of the literary trash that is Twilight. First off, he glitters? Did he get lost in the arts in crafts? It’s not romantic, and even for Kurt, it was really gay. Also, He watches her sleep. That’s definitely not romantic, that’s sort of stalkerish. And Creepy. And guess who loved Twilight? Blaine. Yeah. Lets not talk about how perfect Kurt thought he was at first. His knight in shining rainbow Armani. He raised a brow, “Why are you here?”
Dave smiled, and shrugged his backpack into a different position, “Coach got on my case. I need some lessons,” He beamed, “And guess what, fancy? You’re my teacher. You’re the best at it.”
There was a moment where Kurt thought he was really going to throw up on Dave’s shoes, sans bambi comment like the last time he barfed on someone.
Dave saw his face and quickly added, “Hey she gave me a choice. And it was you or Israel and man, we both know what I’d do to that little freak,” He shuffled, “But don’t worry, bro. I’m smarter than I look, I just need some extra help. It’s not like you’re trying to teach a little kid how to count to 100 in Japanese…” He sniffed and rubbed his nose, “Man, I’m sorry. But can you not act like this is the worst thing that has ever happened to you? It’s like, fuck I dunno, an hour a week? You get extra credit too, dude.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “Um so yeah. Later” And just like that he was gone.
And once again, kurt found himself dumbfounded.
It was like he had stepped into the twilight zone and everything was twisted and distorted. He had only been back for a short amount of time, how had things gone so wrong? No. Weird.
Almost like the world was kicked in it’s ass and everything as perfect.
He wasn’t bullied like he was before, he heard slurs less and less every day. Santana was calming down. (Which Kurt secretly decided that was because Brittany and Artie broke up and everyone and their mother knows how terribly in love they are with each other. But Brittany was.. Clueless to her emotions and Santana was still in denial.) Finn and Rachel were back to being a power couple. Quinn was asserting her strength in being a proud single lady along with Mercedes (But with how bad a certain former bully had been courting her lately, she might not be for so long.)
Well, short of Rachel’s wardrobe and Azimio trying to get with Mercedes, the world was perfect. (She wasn’t going to let him in that easy though.)
The whole ride home, Emily chided Dave about Kurt. Of course he‘d been acting different to the teen, but that was because Dave was trying to put the past so far behind him that he could forget about it. Naturally, it would take longer for Kurt to forgive than anything else, but Dave had to start trying if dave were to get his ultimate goal. It wasn‘t creepy or anything, Dave just really liked how Kurt made him feel. “I know you wanna get with him!”
“I do not!”
“Dude!”
“Don’t ‘Dude’ me, bro!”
“Don’t ‘bro’ me, dude!” Emily hit him softly with the sleeve of her super-size hoodie. “Tell me you wanna tap that!” Emily smiled, knowing that what she guessed was correct when Dave’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel and let out a breath that he didn‘t even know he was holding. “Why do you like him?” It was a simple question, for most. But Dave, he knew what the answer was in his heart and soul, but once that message was sent to his mouth, the words were garbled and it would frustrate Dave. He knew what he wanted to say, but he just couldn’t say it. He took a moment, his fingers tapping on the wheel, and after a minute, he broke his silence.
“Ok. So this is going to sound really gay but deal. Okay. Remember when we watched that weird indie movie about the girl who could like… see through peoples lies, right?” She nodded, “And then she met the one guy who just didn’t lie and she started falling in love with him and he started falling in love with her, right?” She nodded again, Unable to see where Dave was going with this. “And he had that speech in the car? Not the one where he was out of the car and was like to Dakota ‘Don’t tell anyone this but I sort of love you’ but the one where Dakota is just talking to him normally?”
“Um. Dave. I don’t … I don’t understand what this means.”
“Hold up, I’m getting there. I just had to make sure you got the reference. Well, Jonah, that dude, he has this little speech he says about what he’s looking for. About how he’s just looking for some that makes him vibrate. That fills him up with energy. Well. Kurt makes me vibrate.”
“So he makes you horny.” She smirked
“There are plenty of people in the world that make me horny!-”
“TMI, bro. I don‘t need to know about you wank off fodder.”
He sighed and waited for the light to turn, “But he.. I dunno, sis. He gives me this… light? I don’t fucking know, it’s fucking stupid.”
“That’s really gay.”
“I’m really gay.”
“Touché.”
“I’d protect this kid with all I have. And now that I don’t have to.. Feel like I have to be some asshole because he’s gay and I was the bully, maybe I can work on changing things? Maybe I can get him to see me as ‘Dave Karofsky- The man who completes me’ and not “Karofsky- The kid who stole my wedding topper and boy-kiss’ and then-”
“Wait you kissed him?”
Dave shook his head. “Yes, I told you this before. Like, three times.”
Emily tried her hardest to keep her poker-face, she was just messing with him.
“I just want a second chance to prove to him that I don’t suck-”
“You do.”
“-That I am a better person than I was before. Fuck, sis. Stop making everything so damn dirty.” Emily smiled and got out of the vehicle, cackling.
“Just try flowers next time. Or a flower.“ Dave just smiled. He couldn’t get angry at her, she was his only sister after. But he got his bag and walked inside, greeted by the smell of dinner. “Fuck yeah! Steak!”
The simplest things always made Dave happy.
This was the third time in as many days that Mercedes had to call Kurt to talk about Azimio. By this time, Kurt had known more about Azimio than he ever had imagined he would know. Apparently, Azimio’s mom had chewed him out pretty badly shortly after Kurt left for Dalton, and he decided that he didn’t want to be like his cousin. His cousin… well. He’s in jail, simply put. And Azimio didn’t want that. So he stopped the bullying, which he won’t lie, was hard. He felt weird just going from class to class, and not strolling down the freshman hallway, inducing terror inspired piss-stains on pants. But Azimio listened to his mom, he was always a momma’s boy.
He just didn’t, as he put to Mercedes “Ain’t no one touching my ass but a sheet of toilet paper!”
Kurt also found out that even though Azimio knows Dave is gay, that only changed the superficial aspects of their friendship. Azimio didn’t care, and he knew for a long time that maybe Dave was gay. But before, when Dave was hating himself and scared of who he was, Azimio didn’t want to press the conversation. So he let Dave do what he thought was right in that time.
But when Dave was done, and his heart was spent, Azimio was there. “Man, It’s okay. You like dick! I like pussy! You’re Dave.“ Which, truth be told, caught Dave off-guard. He had expected some tirade about how he didn‘t want to be friends with a homo and that he‘s going to go run off and start butt-fucking every gay man in the tri-state area and how suddenly he‘d want to wear name-brands and only care about fashion. But he didn‘t. Dave was Dave. “Don’t be a fag and cry on me! This shirt is new and I gotsta look good for mah lady!“ Dave just smiled then, and went in for a bro-fist but Azimio said that just once, he’ll get a hug. Dave never told Azimio how much that really meant to him that night.
Much to the dismay of Emily, she was always wary of him, Dave and Azimio were tighter than ever.
So in the past few days, Kurt knew more about Azimio and Dave than he ever thought. And almost, to the point where he thought about agreeing with Mercedes when she said they should go on a double-date.
Almost.
Kurt hadn’t talked enough to Dave to justify it. But maybe… maybe he could use the date to know DAVE and not KAROFKSY?
No, he didn’t want that. His bully was his bully, why was this so confusing?
He was sure.
Or was he?
After the 16th time of being asked, Kurt gave in. Mercedes squealed and told Kurt he had to come over Friday after school and help her pick an outfit out, since they had decided to go to Breadstixs Friday evening. That gave Kurt a few days to talk to his dad… Which would be less of a struggle than he thought. She had gotten off the phone shortly after then, presumably to talk to Azimio. And… well naturally Dave found out he had been set up. Which, was something he only talked about in a passing to his friend. But Dave didn’t want to ask Kurt out second-hand like that.
That’s why the next day he showed up to school with a bouquet of flowers. No, not roses. A set of daisies he’d been eyeing up. Every daisy was a different color, and Azimio and Emily both called it the gayest thing he could give.
And he walked right up to that boy, bouquet hidden, and said, “Hey Kurt.” with a smile. Kurt stared in return, but took a second to react when he saw the flowers shoved into his face. “Lets make this legit. Let’s go on a date. And I don’t want to hear you said ‘yeah sure’ to your friend, I wanna hear you say it to my face.”
Kurt’s hand gently wrapped around the flowers, and his face didn’t falter, “Yeah. Sure. I’ll see you Friday.” Kurt smirked, this would be interesting.
Dave felt lighter than air the whole day.
Which, admittedly, made him feel really fucking gay.
But he loved it.