Untiltled Kurtofsky Prompt fill
Title: Untitled-- Part 1
Author:kosherrainbow
Rating: Part 1- PG-13ish
Characters, Pairings: D.Karofksy/Kurt
Warnings: Part 1- slash, au,
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee nor do I make any monetary gain from this venture
Summary: AU weight reversal world. Dave Karofsky has thing for every inch of Kurt Hummel.
Notes:
1. Written for THIS PROMPT at the glee_kink_meme
2. I know in some Kurtofsky fics, Blaine tends to get slightly villianized, and my intention for this story was to have him more jealous, so I hope that is how he reads
3. Part one wiil focus more on Kurt and the second part of the prompt which will build up to part 2 which will be entirely Kurtofsky. Part Two will be up either Saturday or Monday depeding on feedback and schedule
4. If there is enough interest I am entirely willing to write the prequel to this world on how the two of them got together, or just generally explore this world more
5. Just to clarify...anything in italics are thought. Part One will be Kurt's and Part Two will be Dave's.
6. Currently untitiled, any name suggestions would be welcome,
Kurt took one last appraising look at his date outfit in the full length mirror with a sigh. It will have to do. He didn't have time to try a different outfit. And even if he did, well it wasn't really time or the outfit that would always leave him unsatisfied. It was him. His outfit of choice was, at least, acceptable. Thankfully it was winter so a scarf would hide his second chin, and he went with the thinner jacket, most people would only think he was so wide because he got carried away with layers. A couple of hundred layers. The jacket would at least cover the roll or two of skin that hung over the jeans that were, to Kurt's shame, stretched to capacity. But David says they're his favorite on me.
The chirping of his cell phone's alarm tore him away from his weapon of self-hate and up the stairs. His room's stair case deposited just outside the kitchen where he found Finn grabbing a couple of cookies out of the package. There was a brief exchange before Finn had to get back to his 'homework' session with Rachel, leaving the package on the counter.
“Finn!” Kurt called only to be met with silence. Grumbling he walked over to put them away. Dammit, Finn! I was saving these. Their my favorites...crap, there's only three left...if I hide them Finn will find them...and I'm about to eat dinner...but its only three. And...they're not that big...I'll just eat less at dinner...but I shouldn't...oh, its nothing...and if I don't eat them now, who know if I'll even get them if Finn has another craving. I don't get it how Finn...and Dave for that matter, can eat a package of cookies and nothing...and if I do...damn Dad's gene pool...
In his annoyance he made his decision; all three cookies found their way to his stomach. Quickly, he tosses the now empty package into the bin, grabbed his keys off the counter, popped his head into the living room to tell his step-mom that he was heading out for dinner, and left. The drive just outside of town to his pick for his dinner date with Dave was annoyingly nerve wracking as the drive to every date he had. We've been dating for six months. He tried playing music, tried singing to himself, anything to ignore the annoying thoughts that kept invading his thoughts. Six months, surely Dave had realized how gross his boyfriend is...huh, maybe this is the date he decides to free himself...no, no. Dave doesn't look at you like that...he loves you, he said to a million times...He loves me. Don't push away a good thing by making up things that aren't true.
The sound of Dave's ring tone interrupted his thoughts just as he turned into his destination's parking lot. Speaking of... He hit the 'talk' button and barely had a chance to say 'hi' when Dave barged head first into the conversation, “Hey sexy," Liar, “You were right about taking separate cars. This hockey meeting just got over, and I still need to shower..."
"Would you rather postpo-"
"No! No, no." Come Dave's instant response, "Kurt, I'll be there...I've really been looking forward to just you and me all week. I just wanted to let you know I'll be a little late. See you soon, babe."
There's a quick wave of relief before he mumbles a quiet echo to the 'Love You' parting. Sighing, he backs out of the spot he'd temporarily claimed to make his way to the nearby cafe, an old favorite of his. A hot tea sounded good, and something he could probably make last thirty minutes.
Walking through the door he processed several things at once: one, someone had gone slightly insane with the holiday decorations, two, holiday decorations meant hot chocolate was in season, and three, it was crowded, partly with boys he recognized from his brief stint at Dalton Academy including,with a groan, one he'd rather avoid. Trying to blend into the crowd he made his way to the end of the line. There's a quick text to Dave informing the hockey player where to meet him. Then he spends some time arguing with himself over what exactly he want the order. Tea is simple, but there's hot chocolate. And it ss the holiday. Not that he puts a lot of stock in holidays. He doesn't, but there is something about hot chocolate that instantly lands in the comfort food category. Plus, ...there's milk, calcium. I'll just get the low-fat, but I can have water at dinner...but I can wait and have the mango lemonade....neurotic much, Kurt? Then he sees the deal sticker on the corner of the baked goods display: Happy Holidays! Celebrate with a free muffin when you purchase a medium hot chocolate. His decision is made. However the muffin choice was another story entirely. His eyes scanned the selection quickly, but he couldn't decide between two. A voice from behind him in line intruded on his decision setting him on edge and making his stomach roll with unease.
"Could you hurry up? Do you really need one of those, Kurt?" The implication was clear.
Don't turn around. Just get both of them and get out of line. You can split them with Dave, he's a sucker for their muffins. However, as he sits wedged uncomfortably in a booth with the table pushing into the pudge of his stomach he's too preoccupied with wanting the time to faster to notice he's eaten both muffins until he's reached the last bite. Well, I guess Dave doesn't need to know about the muffins.
He's also too proccupied with the impending arrival of hid boyfriend who had texted sometime during the consumption of the second muffin to have noticed the approach of the uncharacteristically un-gelled Blaine Anderson. Kurt tensed as his former classmate rather assumpitvely occupied the seat across from the McKinley High student.
"Look who's alone?" There's a slight smirk that threatens Kurt's usually dormant urge to slap someone but he keeps it in check and stick with a simple retort.
"Better alone, then with a half dozen guys who are quietly plotting my downfall."
There a brief flash of victory as he hits a nerve.
"Boyfriend ditch you?"
"No." Kurt replies calmly, let him think he get to you, "Not that its any of your business but he's just running late."
There's a scoff as Blaine adjusts his position, "You know I just don't get it?"
Don't play into his hand, "What?" Shit.
Blaine raises an eyebrow, "Its just..." The private school boy starts to get out of the chair, "Dave just doesn't seem the type to have a thing for chubby boys who sweat too much."
With that Blaine walks back to the others, but Kurt doesn't have much time to focus on the insulting words before his mouth suddenly becomes otherwise occupied.
"What'd de he want?" Dave asked protectively.
"Blaine just likes to take advantage of an opportunity to try an knock me down...so I don't tell anyone."
Dave looks up in the direction Blaine left in, "Anderson?" There's unmistakable anger in Dave's voice that Kurt finds an odd sense of security in, "Huh, didn't recognize him without the monkey suit and the gang of hair gel addicted minions." Kurt feels a smile appear as Dave shrugs of the slight inconvience, "Ready to go?"
Kurt is ready, Ready for the night, ready for movie marathon. But try as he might he can't completely get Blaine's words out of his head. Just focus, here and now, Kurt...here and now.
Though the weather doesn't help as they step outside just to get hit with a huge gust of cold wind. And Kurt's too embarrassed to say anything about it, because Dave, being the gentlema, would offer his coat. A coat that Kurt doens't have any hope of ever fitting into.
"I had an idea...why don't we just grab something to go? Eat at your place? We could get an extra movie that way."
There's a flash of an odd expression on his boyfriend's face. "No,Tonight..." He throws his arm around Kurt's should pulling him in closely, "Tonight I want to show of my..."He voice drops into Kurt's ear at a tone that sends a shiver through the Glee boy, "Sexy boyfriend."
End of Part One