Okay, so I lied about not writing any more Kurtofsky. But this is it. My obsession is over after this one-shot…

And I know it's waaaaaaay to early for Christmas stories but…I was standing in the snow, waiting for a bus this morning and an idea popped into my head.

I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT KAROFSKY IS AN EVIL BASTARD!

There had to be some good in there…THERE JUST HAS TO!

Dave walked up to the door, hesitated, and then walked straight back to his car. Shit, when had he become such a pussy? He needed to do this. For the sake of his sanity if nothing else. He strode up confidently to the front door, but something stopped him pressing the door bell. Besides, he told himself. He could leave it a couple of days. Maybe come back after Christmas.

For the second time, he turned back around and headed to his car, parked on the curb.

"I though my eyes were deceiving me at first but no, there is a Neanderthal standing outside my house."

Dave froze. He was tempted to break into a sprint and get the hell out of there. Deny that he had even come. By something made him face the boy he had tormented. "Hummel." He said Kurt's last name as more of a greeting than anything else.

Kurt snapped. He had been waiting for this moment for nearly two months. He wasn't going to hold back. "Hummel? That's all I get? No explanation of why you're here? No apology for the hurt you caused? How did you even find out where I lived? What gives you the right to come to my home after everything you put me through?"

Dave kept quite during Kurt's rant and took the time to study the boy in from of him. Kurt looked different in his Dalton Uniform. Younger in fact. Dave saw that his cheeks were turning red from both the cold air and the shouting.

Kurt couldn't stand that Karofsky was just staring at him. "WELL? Say something?"

Dave blinked. What did Kurt want him to say? He said the first thing that came into his head. "Your hair's grown."

"Yeah, well that's what happens when you don't cut it Dumbass." Kurt folded his arms over his chest. He was scared shitless of Karofsky. Who wouldn't be? But he was damn sure not going to let the bully know.

Dave furrowed his brow. "Why do you always have to do that?"

"Do what, Dave?" Kurt put emphasis on Karofsky's first name. The name Karofsky still made him shiver. Dave though, didn't sound as bad.

Dave looked like he was about to say something but then changed his mind. "Never mind," he mumbled instead.

Kurt didn't know what to make of the jock in front of him. Why the hell had he come to the Hummel-Hudson household anyway? It was two days before Christmas and Kurt was in the middle of wrapping his presents. He and Blaine had gone Christmas shopping together the week before. It had been great, but Kurt missed his friends back at McKinley. Because Kurt was missing all the fun he could be having with Glee. Mercedes had told him that, the week before Christmas, the assignment had been "Christmas Hits." Kurt knew in a heartbeat what song he would have picked.

Mariah Carey; All I Want For Christmas Is You.

But he wasn't part of the assignment. He wasn't part of glee. Even though he was a Warbler now, Kurt felt like he was an outsider looking in. When he suggested that they sing Christmas songs for fun, the committee told him that they had to focus on the set list for Regionals. Especially now that New Directions were through as well. Apparently singing in the all-male choir wasn't about fun. It was serious.

But that didn't stop Kurt practising the song in the mirror, singing along with Mariah when she belted out the words on the radio. Kurt imagined singing the song to Blaine. Blaine was perfect personified, that was obvious just by looking at the guy. But lately it felt like Blaine was treating Kurt like a project. Giving him little pearls of wisdom and pep talks when Kurt wasn't even sure he needed them. Kurt was happy that he had someone like Blaine to go to, but it didn't feel like they were equals in their friendship at times. Blaine was always right and always had the last say, as well as the majority of the solos for the Warblers. Would it kill the committee to mix it up a little? Granted, Mr Shue was quite samey, but at least he attempted to change it up. And he always valued Kurt's opinion.

Kurt didn't know how long he and the monster stood there in silence, but it had started to snow heavily and there was already a light dusting on the ground. It would have been almost romantic if Kurt wasn't so frightened. There was a four foot gap between the two boys and Kurt was just about okay with that. Kurt was not okay when Dave took a step towards him.

"Don't come any closer," Kurt warned.

"Or what?" Karofsky raised an eyebrow. Kurt wasn't really in a position to make threats.

"Or, I'll shout for my dad and Finn and they'll knock some sense into you," Kurt said determinedly.

Dave smirked. "No one's going to come Kurt. They're not in."

Kurt gulped. "How do you know?"

"I watched them leave before I approached the house," said Karofsky in a bored tone. This wasn't the reason he had come to see Kurt.

"Scared were you?" Kurt was biding his time. He prayed that he father's car would pull up in the drive, but it didn't.

Kurt gave up. "You know what? Fine. Beat me up." Kurt stood with his arms wide open and screwed his eyes shut. He didn't care anymore. He just wanted Karofsky to go away. Get out of his life. With his eyes still closed he shouted at the boy in front of him. "GO ON! Punch me. Kick me. Shove my face in the snow."

Karofsky looked on unsure of what to do. But he knew he didn't want to hurt Kurt anymore. He missed Kurt. No that he would ever admit it. He thought it would be easier without Kurt. In his sick, twisted, mind, he was kind of pleased that he affected Kurt so much that he'd had to run away to find solace. But then it got weird. He would have random dreams about Kurt and his homo boyfriend. And that grossed him out. Not just because two boys were kissing, but because Kurt was kissing someone else. He found this new kid to pick on. This math geek. But that didn't help. He didn't look forward to smashing this kid into the lockers. He hated the fact that his heart raced just at the thought of seeing Kurt again.

"Don't get your panties in a twist Hummel. I ain't gonna hit you."

"So why are you here then?" Courage, thought Kurt to himself. That's what Blaine had taught him.

Without warning, Dave to a step closer, feeling bold. He reached out to brush a stray strand of hair that had fallen over Kurt's eyes. Kurt jerked his head back. "What the hell are you doing?" He was more than freaked out by this guy. Kurt cursed the fact that he lived on such a quiet road. Dave could murder him out here and there wouldn't even be any witnesses.

"FUCK IT!" Dave shouted making Kurt jump. The larger boy grabbed one of Kurt's thin wrists forcefully and shoved a flash drive in his hand. Then he yanked the smaller boy towards him and roughly pecked him on the cheek. Kurt's eyes were huge. He was terrified at what Karofsky would do next. But Dave simply let go of his wrist.

Dave was still close. Kurt could literally see his breath mingle with Dave's. "Merry Christmas, Kurt," he whispered before trudging through the snow to his beat up, pick up truck and driving away.

Kurt was still shaking as he made his way to his bedroom and locked the door behind him. He rubbed his cheek furiously as he tried to get the feel of Dave's lips off of him. He wasn't sure if the trembling was from the cold or from the creepiness that was David Karofsky. That boy certainly knew how to freak the shit out of someone.

Kurt only remembered the flash drive when it fell from his hand to the floor. He picked it up gently and turned in over in his hand wondering if he should open whatever file Dave had give him. Kurt noticed the drive had the letters D.K. drawn on the back with correction fluid. He took little comfort in knowing that Dave hadn't stolen it. He pondered to himself for a good fifteen minutes before curiosity got the better of him.

Kurt shoved the drive into his laptop and waited for it to load. There was a few seconds pause before a screen came up indicating a single file.

A windows media file.

Kurt swallowed as he hovered the mouse over the icon not entirely sure he wanted to open it. What if Karofsky had sent him an obscene video of a kid, much like himself getting beaten up? Or maybe it was even creepier and Dave had videoed some sort of crazy animal sacrifice to scare him.

Grabbing one of his Persian throw-pillows, and hugging it to himself, he got up the courage to double click the icon. He swiftly took a step back away from the laptop, just in case something horrible appeared on screen.

There was 5 seconds of blank before the screen came to life. It appeared to be a video of the choir room.

Odd, thought Kurt to himself. The choir room would be the last place Karofsky would go intentionally. He waited a while as he saw shuffling feet before faces came into view. It was the gleeks.

From somewhere behind the camera Kurt heard Mr Schue's voice. "I hope you all have your assignments ready. Quinn and Sam; you're up first."

Kurt realised that the camera must have been hidden under the piano and angled upwards. Someone had put a lot of effort in secretly filming the glee club. Kurt's heart jumped to his throat. Maybe Karofsky had managed to play a cruel prank on his former glee mates and had caught it on camera to torture Kurt with.

Kurt carried on watching as Sam and Quinn sang 'Let it snow', tightening his grip on the cushion so that his knuckles had become white. But Sam and Quinn finished the song, nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

Next it was Artie and Brittney's turn. They had chosen to sing 'White Christmas'. Kurt found himself laughing at Brittney's dancing and sang along with Artie. He didn't notice that his hands were merely resting on the cushion now. Kurt was beginning to enjoy himself.

Tina and Mike danced along to 'I wish it could be Christmas everyday.' Kurt smiled. He missed Mike Chang. He was the only football player that had mastered the Beyoncé dance routine he taught them.

Kurt was nearly brought to tears when his best friend Mercedes Jones got up to sing 'Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas'. Sure they still spoke on the phone all the time and went to Breadstix every Wednesday after school but it wasn't the same. They couldn't rate people's outfits or talk about what insane things Rachael had said.

And Kurt could here the frustration in Finn's voice when he sang 'Last Christmas'. Even from a video, Kurt could tell that his step-brother was singing every word to Rachael. He reminded himself to give Finn a huge hug when he saw him next.

Surprisingly, Rachael and Puck sang together. 'Rocking around the Christmas Tree'. Kurt noticed that though her voice was brilliant as always, her heart didn't seem to be in the song. She kept sneeking glances at Finn. Kurt sighed. It was obvious that Finn and Rachael still loved each other. Kurt hated seeing Finn upset at home. He vowed to talk to Rachael, he couldn't let two of his friends do this to themselves.

Last up was Santana who announced that she was singing 'All I Want for Christmas is You.' Kurt gasped. That was his song. Santana couldn't sing it. Kurt watched as Mercedes got up and stated that Santana couldn't sing the Mariah classic as Kurt had chosen that song. Trust his best friend to be their for him in his hour of need. Santana simply stated that Kurt wasn't in the club anymore but as a gesture of goodwill she would dedicate the song to him. Mercedes threatened to pull her hair out.

All Kurt could do was laugh. All this drama for little old him.

But there was more. As Mr Schue controlled the group he had his own suggestion. "How about we all sing the song to Kurt? As a way of saying we miss him?"

"Fine." Santana agreed harshly. "But I'm singing first."

"I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree"

Rachael took the helm with Puck, Artie and Mike harmonizing.

"I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you"

It was Mercedes' turn next.

"I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about presents
Underneath the Christmas tree"

Tina and Sam sung together.

"I don't need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day"

Finn and Quinn faced each other and belted out more of the song. Kurt noticed Finn stepping a little to close to Quinn at the same time glancing at Rachael to see if she'd noticed.

"I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby"

Everyone sung the last part together:

"Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want him for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is
You

All I want for Christmas is you baby
All I want for Christmas is you baby."

Kurt had tears streaming down his face as he sung along with the words. When the gleeks finished he clapped enthusiastically at the monitor.

"Okay now someone get a camera and record us doing it. Then I can email it to Kurt. I can't wait to see his face when he watches it. He's gonna freak!" Mercedes' voice was the last he heard before the screen went blank.

Kurt suddenly jolted out of the daze he had found himself in. He was so wrapped up in the singing that he had forgotten who had given him the footage in the first place.

But why would Karofsky of all people give it to him?

If it had been anyone else, Kurt would have said that it was extremely thoughtful. One of the best presents he'd ever received.

But it had been Karofsky. So there had to be some catch didn't there?

As Kurt got ready for bed that evening he pondered over the recording. Snuggling under the covers, he whispered, "Merry Christmas, Dave," to no one in particular before falling into a dreamless slumber.

Shoot, I totally just thought of a whole chapter involving Kurt confronting Karofsky about the video…

Do you think I should make it a two-shot?

This one-shot wasn't really meant to have an ending…

I just wanted to show there could be a nice side to Karofsky somewhere…

DDF

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