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If eyes could speak, one look would say everything. When Kurt and Blaine bump into Dave with his boyfriend, Kurt feels something he has never felt before. He tries to ignore it but every time his eyes meet Dave's all of his resolve flies out the window. A Kurtofsky fic about love and how some times the loudest things you can say are not with your words.

I would also like to note that this fanfic is basically before season 3.

Chapter 1

First Look

"You. Are. Adorable." Blaine sighed, staring at Kurt as he leaned his cheek against his hand.

"You said that already," Kurt whispered, shaking his head with a small smile passing over his lips. It had been six months since Kurt and Blaine had begun dating and everything had been great. Just like every couple they had their ups and downs but in the end they over came them. Their hardest time was when Kurt had moved back to McKinley and Blaine decided to stay at Dalton Academy because the Warblers had practically become his family. It was a hard choice but Kurt and Blaine texted during the day, called each other every night, and saw each other on most weekends. It wasn't Kurt's first choice for a relationship but it wasn't his last. Blaine chuckled to himself and leaned back against the seat of the booth at Breadsticks, crossing is arms over his chest in a content fashion. He gave Kurt his most dashing smile, which instantly sent butterflies to Kurt's stomach. Kurt smiled to himself and looked down at his hands as he twirled his thumbs around each other too embarrassed to look Blaine in the eye. What did Kurt do to deserve such a perfect boyfriend? Kurt looked back up at Blaine's eyes and saw those hazel orbs sparkle. Kurt giggled and felt his face flush slightly.

"So…" Kurt murmured, wanting to break the silence, "What is new with the Warblers?"

An internal fire was instantly ignited in Blaine at the mention of the Warblers, "Oh! You will never believe it! You know that new kid! Sebastian! I think I mentioned him before! Well he is amazing! He has so many ideas for Sectionals! He is an astounding singer and dancer!" Sebastian. Kurt had not heard the name mentioned before. He had heard Blaine practically push the guy up onto a pedestal everyday. It was always "Oh Sebastian is so great!" "Oh Sebastian is so smart!" It made Kurt want to throw up. Some may think it was jealousy that made Kurt this way but if anyone actually said that to Kurt's face Kurt would go tell those people to go sit and listen to the person they love ramble about another person for hours on end. Fawning over them non stop and practically confessing their love for the person. Kurt nodded politely, completely tuning Blaine out and reminding himself each day was special, even if it wasn't all about him and Blaine every second.

"But you would never believe what he said yesterday!" Blaine enthused on.

"Sorry, um… I have to go to the bathroom." Kurt apologized and excused himself quietly.

"Oh! Ok!" Blaine smiled. It was hard for Kurt to stay annoyed at him when he smiled like a child in a candy shop. Kurt walked to the bathroom but never entered. He stood outside it, leaning against the wall, and took several deep breaths. Kurt wasn't a jealous person but Blaine made it so hard for him sometimes. After another minute, Kurt opened his eyes and straightened himself up. As he walked back to the table he bumped into someone.

"Oh! I'm sorry!" Kurt apologized and smiled at the stranger. His eyes shot wide open when he realized whom he had bumped into. "Ka-Karofsky!"

"Hummel!" Karofsky shouted, staring at the singer in utter shock. "What the hell are you doing here?" It was more of question but in light of the circumstances it came out as an accusation.

Kurt's diva mode flipped on, "This is a public restaurant you Neanderthal," Kurt snipped.

Karofsky's eyes narrowed at Kurt and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it and shook his head, "Whatever…" he sighed, brushing past the other boy.

"No! Not whatever…" Kurt began to shout, not caring if he made a scene, but stopped short when he saw Karofsky approach another boy, who was talking to Blaine, and place his hand on the small of the boy's back. Kurt's jaw dropped, but he quickly composed himself and walked back over to the table, sliding into the spot across from Blaine.

"So…. What's going on over here?" Kurt asked nervously, his eyes shifting from Blaine to Karofsky.

"Oh! Sorry! Where are my manners? This is Alex! He went to school with me before I transferred to Dalton," Blaine explained. Kurt tilted his head at Blaine slightly, his eyebrows furrowing together. If Kurt remembered correctly Blaine had transferred because of the people at his old school. Blaine noticed Kurt's confusion and smiled, "No… he didn't bully me," Blaine said in a slight condescending tone. "He stood up for me, a couple times actually," Blaine continued, turning his attention back to Alex. "So what are you doing here?"

Alex's hand disappeared behind his back and reappeared with Karofsky's hand in his, "Dinner with my boyfriend," he grinned. Kurt's eyes shot wide open. Not that he hadn't already guessed but hearing it shocked him. Kurt's eyes quickly scanned Alex giving him a good once over. He was extremely good looking on any standards, looking as if he had just stepped out of an Abercrombie advertisement. He was practically oozing sex appeal as he leaned his tan, muscular arm against the back of the booth seat. He had the perfect length messy sandy blonde hair, not obnoxiously long like some of those lacrosse players and not so short that he looked like his mom had just cut his hair for the first day of school. Kurt realized Alex was staring at him with his sky blue eyes, so Kurt smiled back like the cat that ate the canary. How could he not after being caught checking someone out? Alex chuckled and smiled at Kurt, melting Kurt even further. There was a loud cough that broke Kurt from his trance. Blinking rapidly, Kurt glanced over and saw Karofsky staring at him.

*How does someone like that get someone like that?* Kurt thought looking from Karofsky to Alex.

"You can join us if you want!" Blaine offered enthusiastically. Kurt head almost spun of his body from how fast he snapped his head towards Blaine.

"Really?" Alex asked.

*Yeah? Really?* Kurt thought, glaring at Blaine, who didn't even notice.

"We aren't intruding?" Alex confirmed.

*Yes! Yes you are!* Kurt screamed in his head, glancing towards Alex but his gaze instantly returning to his idiot of a boyfriend.

"No! Kurt and I would love the company!" Blaine grinned, completely ignoring the daggers from Kurt, and getting out of his spot to sit next to Kurt.

"Ok," Alex agreed, gently shoving Karofsky into the, now unoccupied, side of the booth.

Kurt nearly slumped down in his seat, *How did he not notice I didn't want them here? Blaine you idiot!* Karofsky slid down across from Kurt and gave him a strange look as if saying "what was that about?" Kurt gave him his best "piss off" look, which was returned with a "My bad!" from Karofsky. Karofsky looked away from Kurt when Alex climbed into the spot next to him.

"So… where did you guys meet?" Kurt ask, really wondering what bizarre out of this world force brought them together.

Dave looked at Kurt suspiciously as Alex answered, "It's not the greatest story ever. We met at Scandals. I thought he was sexy and mysterious," Kurt nearly spit out his water but settled for a cough, receiving a glare from Karofsky nonetheless. "So I went over and we got to talking then boom. Boyfriend." Alex smiled again and nudged Karofsky playfully. Karofsky smiled and blushed slightly at how blunt Alex put it. "He is such a teddy bear once you get to know him." Kurt couldn't hold back this time, his laugh came out as a half choke half cough and he looked at Karofsky stunned.

"This guy! A teddy bear!" Kurt exclaimed, gesturing towards Karofsky.

"Shut up!" Karofsky yelled back at him. "Like you're all sparkles and rainbows!"

Kurt opened his mouth to add something about the degradingness of the use of rainbows and sparkles towards a gay teen, Blaine stopped him, "Hey! Who wants a refill?"

Kurt slumped down and looked over at Blaine like a child sulking, "I am fine."

Alex turned to Karofsky; "You want a diet coke, right?" he asked sliding out of the booth.

"Yeah," Dave said, sighing and slumping down into his seat mimicking Kurt. Alex and Blaine walked away from the table starting their own conversation as a heavy silence fell over the table. Kurt crossed his arms over his chest as he turned to look out the window.

"So…" Kurt looked at Karofsky out of the corner of his eye. "You and Dalton school boy?" Karofsky nodded as if confirming what he said.

Kurt turned his head fully to look at him straight on, giving him an almost exasperated look, "Are we seriously going to do this?"

"Do what?" Karofsky asked.

"This," Kurt searched for the right word in his mind, waving his hand absently in the air, "Catching up like old war buddies!"

Karofsky looked at him baffled, "Sorry I was trying to have an actual normal conversation with you." Karofsky retorted. "Would you rather have me slam you into the booth and then we can talk?" Karofsky said sarcastically.

Kurt opened his mouth to add something but shut it just as fast, shaking his head, "You brut."

Karofsky sighed, rubbing his temples, "This isn't how I wanted this to go." He took a deep breath as he propped his elbows on the table and leaned his chin on his folded hands. "How have you been?" Kurt looked Karofsky in the eyes looking for something, but he wasn't quite sure for what. When their eyes met full on, something stirred inside Kurt and against all his better judgment Kurt did what he never thought he would do around Karfosky. He relaxed.

"I've been fine. You?" Kurt responded evenly.

Karofsky's eyes opened slightly wider than before at the fact that Kurt actually had responded, "I've been good too."

"I can see that," Kurt laughed, quickly scanning Karofsky.

Karfosky's eyes narrowed, "What is that suppose to mean?"

Kurt let out a huff of air, "I meant you look…" Kurt paused, looking Karofsky over again.

"Go ahead. Say it!" Karofsky said, his voice growing louder. "Ugly? Pudgy? Balding?" Karofsky listed, growing angrier right before Kurt's eyes.

"No…" Kurt interrupted, continuing but speaking softly and slowly, "I wasn't going to say any of those."

"What then?" Karofsky interrupted again. "Were you going to use some of your fancy, better than the rest of us, words."

Kurt's jaw went slack again for about the tenth time that night, but he quickly composed himself and allowed a little bit of his inner Diva shine through, "I wasn't going to say any of that and if you would shut up for a minute you would know that!" Kurt snipped at him.

"Oh," was all Karofsky said, as he looked down and twiddled his thumbs. "What were you going to say then?" Kurt smiled. *If only people knew that I was able to turn a big bad football player into a nervous little kid. I would gain some serious credit out there.* Kurt thought as he watched Karofsky, making him sweat out the interruption a little longer.

Finally, Kurt gave in, "I was going to say you look happy and much more confidant then the last time I saw you." Karfosky's eye shot up from his thumbs and he stared at Kurt. Kurt felt his stomach clench but ignored it, thinking it could just be his hunger. Karofsky's features softened as he stared at Kurt longer, and for once Kurt didn't mind the silence. He was at ease. *Why am I so calm? This is Dave Karofsky! But I never realized his eyes are so pretty before. Kind of hazel with a bit more of brown… What are you doing Kurt? Focus!* Kurt mentally argued with himself.

"So…" Kurt muttered finally looking away and breaking the intense stare. "How has been at your new school?"

Karofsky blinked a few times, seeming almost disappointed, before he answered, "Good, pretty much the same as McKinley," he responded leaning back against the booth.

Kurt looked at him in disbelief. *Am I really going to have to pry this much to get this boy talking?*

"Are you in any clubs or sports?" Kurt asked, biting his tongue to not add any sarcastic comment.

Karofsky thought for a moment, "I was in football, but now we are switching over into the hockey season."

Kurt stared at him baffled. *Does he really not know how to hold a conversation?*

"Anything else?" Kurt continued to pry.

"Nope," Karofsky said, sticking out his bottom lip in a sort of cute pout as he shook his head.

*Wait? Did I just think he was cute?* Kurt mentally hit himself, *This is Karofsky!*

"What about you?" Karofsky asked, finally giving something for Kurt to use.

"Still in glee club," Kurt started to answer but Karfosky interrupted.

"What about eyebrows?"

Kurt looked at him for a second, trying to figure out who he was talking about, then it dawned on him, "You mean Blaine? What about him?"

Karofsky ignored the correction, "Is he at McKinley now?"

"No… He is at Dalton still. Why?" Kurt asked, eyeing Karofsky suspiciously.

"Just wondering Fancy! Don't need to get your panties in a bunch," Karofsky muttered the last part to himself.

"What?" Kurt exclaimed.

"It's just an expression. Chill Fancy. It's not implying that you do where panties, but it wouldn't be a far guess from the way you dress," Karofsky muttered again.

Kurt glared at him, "How I dress has nothing to do with you, you dumb Neanderthal!" Karofsky had picked the wrong thing to pick at. Everyone who knew Kurt knew that he hated being referenced as to wearing girl clothes all the time or being a girl. Now that Kurt was riled up there was no stopping him, "Leave it to you to ruin any semi nice moment we were having. And unlike you, at least a care about my appearance."

Karfosky glared back at him, "What is that suppose to mean?"

"You know what I mean!" Kurt exclaimed, and began pointing at his outfit, "You wear a pair of jeans with rips all over them and stains every five inches and a plaid flannel shirt out on a date with a guy, who I might add is a hundred percent more attractive than you."

Karofsky's body tensed, "Don't be jealous just cause I don't have some stick with eyebrows as a boyfriend."

"You wish I was jealous!" Kurt exclaimed, and then thought for a second but didn't really register what he was saying until it came out of his mouth. "I just pity Alex that he doesn't know you better. Teddy bear? Ha! A better description is a violent closet case that isn't even the slightest bit attractive on any level. And that's coming from a gay kid who has seen a lot of ugly guys." Kurt's chest was heaving up and down as he finished his rant. He was about to continue when he heard a loud cough and saw a shadow over the table. Kurt turned and saw Blaine and Alex standing right next to the table. Kurt bit his lip in embarrassment and looked away. He glanced up and his mouth instantly went slack. Karfosky was staring at him as if Kurt had just kicked a puppy for a field goal.

"I…" Kurt stopped himself. There was no way to apologize for something like that. Karofsky's lips began trembling, and he looked as if he was about to cry. But before Kurt could see if he did, Karofsky ran away from the table and out the door.

Alex set the cups down on the table and called out, "Dave!" as he ran after him. Kurt felt his heart drop to his stomach. *How could I say that?* Kurt yelled at himself.

Blaine sat down across from Kurt, "What just happened?" Kurt ignored him and bit his lip nervously, eyeing the door that Dave had just gone out.

"I didn't mean…." Kurt mumbled, drifting off, his eyes glazing over as he realized the entire effect his words had had on Dave.

Blaine touched Kurt's arm gently, leaning towards him, most likely to give him some type of comfort. "Kur…" But Kurt did not wait around. Before Blaine could even finish Kurt's name, Kurt was running towards the door. He flung the door opened, making it slam against the building sending the bells into chaos, nearly falling off their hook. Once outside though, Kurt had no clue where to go.

"David?" he muttered looking around. No one was in front of the restaurant and it was as quiet as a cemetery. His gaze drifted to the parking lot where there were six other cars beside his own. Kurt scrunched his eyebrows together and walked towards the cars, thinking to himself, "David… please. Please still be here." As Kurt got closer to the car he heard something shifting near him. He spun around and searched for the source of the noise. He didn't see anything, anywhere. Kurt tried to listen to where the noise was coming from but the sound had silenced, making a frown form on Kurt's face. "David…. Where are you?" He suddenly heard the sound again, but this time it was louder. He looked towards the restaurant but didn't see anything again. "What the hec…" He heard a loud gasp and realized the sound was coming from the side of the building. Kurt slowly walked over and once he peered around the corner he saw someone moving. Well… two someones move. His mouth dropped wide open and his breath caught in his throat. *Karofsky!* His mind screamed at him as he stared down the alley at Dave kissing Alex. But kissing was an extremely loose term, a better term would be eating-each-other's-faces-off. Dave was pressed up against the wall with his arms pinned on each side of his face… Or at least where his face would be if he were leaning back. Instead, Dave's entire body was pulling him towards Alex as if there was an invisible magnet between them and the only thing that seemed to be keeping Dave from launching forward anymore was Alex. Kurt was at least ten feet away but could hear every undeniable moan that, surprisingly to Kurt, came mostly from Dave. Alex dropped his hands from Dave's wrists and slithered them around his waist, pulling Dave even closer than before and grinding his hips into Dave's. Dave let out low distinct growl and seemed surprised by his now free arms, allowing them to hang by his sides, but only for a moment. They quickly began to make their way up Alex's toned arms, then they switched directions as if they had a mind of there own and moved up Alex's, probably just as toned, pecs. They continued there journey up and slowly slid around Alex's neck. Now with some control, Dave pulled Alex even closer to him, backing up as he did so. Making it so he was practically sandwiched between the wall and Alex. Dave seemed to settle into his position as they continued to kiss. They both looked like they could not get enough of each other, as if the next moment they were going to be torn apart and this was their last chance to kiss. Kurt tried to move but he was unable to take as much as a step. He had never seen Dave like this before. He was so vulnerable and open, but he was trusting Alex more than he had trusted anyone before. Kurt had never seen so much passion put into a kiss. Sure he had watched movies, but he had never scene it in real life. Blaine and him had remained somewhat innocent with their love. They spent loads of time together and would occasionally have a make out session, but never like this. Of course Kurt wanted more, but he was also just happy to have Blaine. Suddenly, they broke apart on by Dave's doing. He turned his face to the side, away from Alex. But he was not mad or annoyed. Even in the dim light of the restaurant Kurt could see a distinct smile on his face. He was in pure bliss. His breathing was slightly ragged and an uneven pace and there was a slight tint to his cheeks… and he was smiling. Kurt felt his pulse begin to race as he stared at Dave's face. He had never seen Dave look so cute. He had scene scary Dave, scared Dave, even sad Dave, but never this Dave. *I never knew he could make a face like that. He actually looks adorable…. No! Kurt Hummel! Do not have those thoughts about him!* Kurt shouted at himself mentally, shaking his head. Kurt's knees began to feel weak and his feet finally allowed him to move. The combination of the two seemed to not help Kurt at all though. As he stepped back his knees gave out and he tripped over himself and fell to the ground, making an extremely loud noise as he did so.

"Ow…." Kurt grumbled, rubbing his knee that he had fallen on. He looked down at his knee and saw his pants were ripped and his knee was bleeding badly. "And these were a new pair," Kurt whined. The absolute silence snapped Kurt out of his complaining. He looked up and saw that Alex and Dave were both staring at him. Alex looked confused and bit surprised by Kurt, but Dave was a completely different story. Kurt made the mistake and looked Dave in the eyes. Their eyes locked and Kurt instantly felt a shock run through is body. Kurt saw Dave take in a shaky breath and then a masked fell over his face and even though it was a solid wall, Kurt could see straight through it. Dave seemed as if he was in pain as he stared at Kurt unblinkingly, but hidden behind that was sadness. Kurt tried to say something, but for the first time he couldn't say anything, but at the same time it seemed as if he had said it all, just by one look.

"Kurt!" Kurt blinked rapidly, snapping out of his trance. He tore his eyes away from Dave and looked over to see Blaine running towards him. Kurt looked at Dave quickly then jumped up and walked towards Blaine. "Are you okay? What happened?" Blaine shot off his questions rapid fire.

Kurt stumbled over his own words, trying to find his voice, "N-nothing, I'm fine. Let's just go."

"Kurt! Your knee is bleeding!" Blaine shouted pointing out the obvious. Kurt rolled his eyes and grabbed Blaine's arm, practically dragging him with him.

"Never mind! Let's just go!" Kurt shouted, jumping into his car and turning on the ignition. As soon as Blaine was in the car, Kurt tore out of the parking lot as fast as he could, not even daring to look back towards the restaurant.

I think a bit of me died inside when I had to write Karfosky. I always call him Dave! I actually had to correct myself several times. Something is not right with the world. But fear not my fair pirates! All will be right soon. So what do you think so far? This is my first story and the break from Glee inspired me to write this. I would also like to add that the make out scene was the very first scene I wrote. So... that is all.