#Dave

Dave was sitting on his bed with his laptop and a few books scattered in front of him when there was a knock on the door. Dave called out 'come in' and was surprised to see Kurt standing at his door. He hadn’t seen him in a while and he was bigger than he remembered, having much more muscle on his upper legs and chest but still thinner than most boys. His brown hair was done in the same high hairdo he used to do and he was wearing a knitted gray vest, his upper arms stretching the tight, almost see through, white shirt he had underneath. The dark jeans he was wearing were sinfully tight as well, leaving almost no room for imagination.

Finally Dave managed to raise his gaze to Kurt's eyes, biting his lips to keep from asking him to show him the back of those jeans. Kurt didn’t seem to mind the staring, maybe even finding it a bit amusing.

Dave cleared his throat, "Hi?" he tried to say, his voice involuntary rising at the end.

"Yeah…" Kurt nodded once and closed the door behind him, taking a few steps towards Dave's bed. "Am I interrupting something?" He got closer, sending Dave his favorite crooked smile and shrugging innocently.

"N..No." Shaking his head, he stared at Kurt for a few long seconds before he hurried to grab all his stuff from the bed in one swift motion and dropped them in a pile on his desk.

Dave noticed Kurt smiling to himself when he sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed and his hands buried under him. He internally slapped himself when he noticed he was staring again and hurried to get back sitting in the middle of the bed like he was earlier. Dave tried to steady his breathing while Kurt still had his back to him, just to lose it again when Kurt turned around with an incomprehensible expression to his face.

"So, were you in the neighborhood or…" Dave tried to ask casually while prompting Kurt to talk.

"No." Kurt simply shook his head, looking mostly amused.

"Oh. Okay." Dave nodded, lowering his gaze to his hands, not sure what to say next. He felt weight shift on the bed and once he raised his head Kurt was standing on his knees in front of him, his expression full of lust and determination. Kurt's hand reached to Dave's front and shoved him backwards. He was hoping that Kurt couldn’t feel his crazed heartbeat through his shirt. Kurt kept pushing until he was flat on his back and the other boy had straddled his thighs. Dave's mind was racing with things he wanted to say and ask but Kurt brought both his hands to the sides of his head and he was at a total loss of words.

"I thought about doing that for so long," Kurt said in a low whisper. Dave only managed to nod his head once, his eyes staring wide into Kurt's eyes that now seemed to be much darker than usual and then to his fuller, dark pink lips.  Life seemed to move in slow motion when Kurt lowered himself on top of Dave. When Kurt was only a few inches from his lips, searching for his gaze he whispered, "I need this. I need you." He then brought their lips together and kissed him hard and insistently. At first it was sloppy and wet, teeth leaving marks on lips and noses bumping but Kurt steadied him, holding his face on both sides and started kissing him more slowly, lips only brushing against each other. Dave felt loved like he never felt before. He could never imagine it would feel this good just to kiss, most of the blood in his body flowing south. At the same moment that he opened his mouth to take a deeper breath in order to replenish the oxygen supply in his lungs, Kurt lowered himself completely on top of him, his breath catching at his throat and he started chocking violently.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked worriedly, raising his head a bit to let Dave catch his breath, his expression turned to amusement when he noticed Dave's pout.

"Way to ruin the moment, huh?" Dave asked glumly when the chough subsided.

"Yeah… I'm not sure about that," Kurt said and wiggled his ass as an answer to Dave's questioning look, drawing a high whimper from him. "I think we're alright. Just try to keep breathing." Kurt's voice turned lower again as he whispered mischievously into his ear and kept moving his hips slowly. Kurt lowered his face and started kissing him on the sensitive spot under his ears, making him turn his face to the side so Kurt had more skin exposed to him. Kurt kissed and nibbled slowly down his neck, his waist still moving on top of Dave in not so slow motions any more until Dave had enough of it and started pushing back up for friction, resulting in them mostly rutting against each other. Kurt's breath quickly turned erratic and a minute later he was searching for Dave's lips, kissing him hungrily until he came, separating their lips with a wet sound but keeping his forehead on Dave's while he was crying 'Dave' over and over again. Seeing Kurt falling apart on top of him, all beautiful and sweaty, drove Dave to come just a minute later. Kurt rolled off to lie beside him, still breathing heavily, when Dave turned to the side to cuddle him only to find a void in front of him.

Dave rose in his bed so quickly that his head was spinning while he realized that he woke up once again from a too vivid wet dream about Kurt Hummel. The first few times he had had them he had felt ashamed of himself, like he was violating something by having those thought about another boy or even worse, about someone that used to be his best friend. Now, after having those dreams at least once a week for more than he cares to think about, he merely glanced at the clock, considering how to approach the boner situation with how much time he had until the alarm went off. He grunts loudly when he sees that he has less than five minutes and quickly decides to hop in the shower. He tried to relax under the cold water, thinking about the day to come. It'd been two month since he was called to the principal’s office to announce the news.

"We got the message an hour ago. You were chosen to be a 'State Excellent '." Principal Figgins said proudly.

"A… what?"

"Once a year a few gods are assigned to look for promising SOG students around the country. We haven’t had one in a decade," he added sadly.

"Wow… That's…" Dave started.

"It's a big deal Dave," Figgins cut in. "The ones that are chosen are promised to get accepted to practically any collage they wish to go to."

As Dave opened his mouth to respond, Figgins continued.

"But most importantly, the city throws a big ceremony in honor of the ones that have been chosen. You get to represent our school. Good job." Figgins finished.

Dave wasn’t sure he was ready for a room full of people waiting for him to take the stage. What he was certainly sure about was that it was a mistake postponing the choosing of his outfit and the writing of his speech for this long. The ceremony was this afternoon and he still hadn’t done either of these. Thankful for the day off he got from school, he sat by his desk, trying to write something decent to say today.  An hour later the paper in front of him was still blank and he realized that the only thing he could think about was whether or not Kurt would come to the ceremony. They hadn’t shared more than 'Hello's' for more than six months so Kurt probably wouldn’t feel obligated to be there. The sad thing was that Dave knew that the only person he will really wanted to see smiling back to him in the audience today would be Kurt. After a while Dave gave up on writing the speech, telling himself that an impromptu speech would be much more genuine.

The parking outside of the city hall was already almost full when they arrived. Zoey was almost frantic beside him, speaking nonstop from the moment they sat down in the car.

"Come on Daves! You don’t wanna be late!" She called at him excitedly and jumped out of the car.

He took three deep breaths and closed his eyes, trying not to think about the amount of people waiting inside, as his father opened his door and smiled reassuringly at him. He nodded back to him and stepped out of the car. The room was even fuller than Dave even dared to imagine, most of them he hadn’t seen in his life. The room was organized in neat rows that were already full. His father led them to the first row and once they settled in their kept seats people started approaching them to congratulate Dave and his family. Dave tried to keep his smile and pretended to listen to them while his eyes raked through the room to find one ocean blue eyed boy. The ceremony started soon after that, at first there was the mayor speech and then Figgins', finishing with a call for Dave to come on to the stage. He took a deep breath and raised from his chair. Once he got on stage he looked down to the rows of people, only able to think about him and why he wasn’t there He shook hands with three gods that handed him a certificate for his excellence and then he took the stand to make his speech. The next thing he remembers is a wave of applause and him stepping off stage to more people that came to congratulate him.

He managed to escape the crowd only half an hour later, looking for his parents and found them next to the food tables at the back of the room. 

"Davie!" His mother grabbed him to a tight hug, her voice suggesting she'd been crying earlier.

"Mom…" Dave said unapprovingly but hugged her back.

"Come on honey, let the boy breathe." His father released him from her hold a minute later, only to grab him to a hug as well.  "I'm proud of you, son," he said and patted his back warmly.

Once he got a few steps away from them he noticed who Zoey was talking animatedly to. They turn around in his direction, Kurt smiling at him.

"Hi, sorry I was late," he apologized.

"Thanks for coming." Dave stood beside Zoey, feeling almost vulnerable. He wondered miserably why it couldn’t feel less awkward talking to Kurt.

"I wouldn’t have missed it for the world," Kurt said as a matter of fact, approaching Dave to give him a loose hug and stepping back, looking down at Zoey. "Zoe got so big since I've last seen her!" He patted her head fondly.

Zoey pried out of his hand, fixing her hair and said. "You should come more often!"

Kurt smiled back at her and Dave answered, "Yes, he should," thinking that he was finally saying what he really felt for a change.

"Kurt is coming to the party tonight!" Zoey almost yelled excitedly.

"Only if you want me to." Kurt added hurriedly, looking at Dave.

"Of course!" Dave looked surprised for second but answered quickly. His parents were throwing him a big party to celebrate with family and friends and he debated over whether he should invite Kurt and heavy heartedly decided against it eventually. Knowing that Kurt would be there made the party something exciting to look forward to.

"He promised to come early to help me pick a dress!" she said, now practically jumping with excitement. "You should probably help Dave as well," she added as an afterthought. "He's a lost cause with this sorta thing." She pulled on Kurt's shirt playfully, whispering loudly at his direction while covering her mouth.

Kurt snorted at that. "Yeah. He really does need some help," he joked back, sizing Dave while speaking.

"Hey! I'm doing just fine on my own!" Dave said with a pout. Kurt and Zoey only exchanging knowing looks to each other at that.

An hour later they drove back home, not before Dave's mother made Kurt promise her that he'd be at the party at least three times. Dave went to his room and closed the door behind him, not bothering to change from his formal wear before jumping head first to the bed. Once he closed his eyes he saw bright blue eyes in front of him and that's when it hit him. He had to tell Kurt how he felt about him. They weren’t best friends anymore so they almost had nothing to lose and when this year of school came to an end he might never see him again. The thought about rejection still terrified him and he couldn’t bear the thought of Kurt hating him. He managed to change his mind about a dozen times when he heard a knock on the door. Dave glanced to the clock, realizing that he had just been lying in bed for the past hour and a half. He got up to open the door, already knowing who he would find on the other side.

"Hi!" Kurt’s smile was so wide and sweet that Dave could just look at him forever.

You're staring again, Dave thought and suddenly he had a glimpse of the dream he had early this morning, his cheeks getting warmer as he tried to remove the images from his mind.

"It feels like forever since I've been here," Kurt said as he walked into the room and looked around. Dave nodded as he scolded himself internally for not bothering to organize the room.

Finally Kurt sat on the edge of the bed and his expression entirely changed. He lowered his gaze to the entwined hands in front of him. "Dave, I know we haven’t been the closest friends lately but… I have to talk about it with someone. You were my best friend…"  Kurt struggled to find words and eventually raised his head.

Dave stood in front of him, feeling horrified as his mind raced and then finally he made a decision. "I need to tell you something." His voice quivered only a little.

"Oh," Kurt's answered, as he looked puzzled.

Dave took a deep breath. It's now or never.

"Kurt… I think you are an amazing person. You are interesting and talented and…" He took another deep breath. "Beautiful," he almost whispered, feeling his knees about to give out from underneath him as he searched for a reaction from Kurt only to find total shock. He made himself keep talking. "I think I'm in love with you," he finished.

Kurt stared back at him in shock. "Wow…I wasn’t expecting that."  He lowered his gaze again, looking as if trying to comprehend what he was told.

Dave looked in horror at him. Kurt was holding his heart right now and he could do nothing but wait to see what he would choose to do with it. When it seemed that Kurt wasn’t about to say anything else Dave felt like he had nothing to lose anymore.

He took a few steps forward and sat on his knees in front of Kurt. Kurt raised his head, looking almost afraid at him.

"Kurt…Will you be my boyfriend?" Dave asked, his voice cracking.

The shock remained on Kurt’s face as Dave's eyes searched frantically for a response.

A moment later Kurt nodded his head.