Fic: A Walk in the Park (Kurt/Dave; Dave/Sebastian; AU)
Warnings: underage drinking, mentions of past pot smoking, boy lovin' (but nothing past frottage & blowjobs)
You won't believe where I got the idea for this one...
Hola Bitches! It's that time of year again! Get ready to party hard!
Dave stared at his Facebook inbox with an audible gulp. It was that time of year again; the time when Santana sent out invitations to her birthday party via mass inbox messages. Each guests' name was displayed at the top of the note in that classic Facebook blue. Dave read through the names, his bottom lip between his teeth, searching for one in particular.
Kurt Hummel.
There it was. So Kurt was invited, like Dave knew he must be. It didn't mean he'd be there, of course. Santana had invited the whole glee club to her nineteenth birthday last year, and most of them, Kurt included, had been in town for the summer. Dave remembered it well, of course- how could he not? It was one of those nights that stay in your memory, no matter what kind of substances you'd ingested. Memories of that night had flooded Dave's mind every night since, had him wondering what if, if only.
Dave shook away those thoughts for the moment to check out the details for this year's birthday bash. It looked as though it could very well end up much like last year's. Start with dinner and cake at the Lopez's, watch Santana open presents...end up squeezing twelve rowdy college students into a motel room for some underage drinking and very illegal pot-smoking. The image of a very stoned Kurt, laying on his back on an ugly floral bedspread next to his girlfriends, came crashing to the front of Dave's brain. It was all too familiar, as it was the only thing that would allow Dave to get off since it hadoccurred.
Not that anything...like thathad happened between them. To his utmost regret, Dave had spent the night getting just as wasted and high as everyone around him, trying to observe Kurt without arousing any suspicion, and distractedlyfieldingquestions about the quality of the "babes" at Indiana University. All the while, wishing he could just come out, even just to the glee club, they wouldn't care, right? The were all tight with Kurt, and Santana and Brittany.
Dave felt sort of like a fish out of water, without his "relationship" with Tana to hide behind. He had still yet to meet anyone with better gaydar- in junior year, she'd somehow managed to catch him checking out Sam Evans, confessed her secret, and offered to be his "beard". It worked out great for a few months, but Tana was a lot braver than him. Anyway, she had Brittany waiting for her to come out. There was no one waiting for Dave.
He'd had a crush on Kurt all throughout high school. They didn't know each other- everyone knew of Kurt, he was the star of the glee club and eventually captain of the Cheerios- and Dave was just a hockey player who didn't go out of his way to stand out. The two boys had English class together in senior year, and talked from time to time on Facebook since then, but they were barely acquaintances, let alone friends.
Dave was finally able to clear his head of those thoughts long enough to reply to Tana's message. Yes, he would be attending, and could he bring anything?
This year would be different, Dave told himself. He had come out to his parents, who had been surprised but accepting. He'd gone to LGBTQ meetings at school and met a few others like him- though he still had yet to even kiss another guy. Still, he felt confident enough to come out at the party, and maybe, just maybe, he'd work up the nerve to tell Kurt how he felt.