Author's note: Repeating just to make sure: I own nothing. Except the stuff in my bedroom, that's all mine. Also, in case you haven't noticed, this story consists mostly of short or very short chapters.
"Adams sucks, man!"
"I have to agree with you there! They'd better hire someone else soon or he's going to sink the whole team!"
"He's already sunk the whole team! It was already created bad!"
"Now, hey! The team is good and traditional! They're just in a bad phase."
"Yeah, a bad phase that has been on for about a hundred years!" Dave chucked at that and he and Chandler high-fived, smiling at Blaine's outraged face.
"That's absurd! They've won the Super Bowl twice!"
"Sure, and when was the last time?"
Kurt sighed deeply. Things were going well, he guessed. Pretty well, even. Chandler and David seemed to have hit off and both of them plus Blaine had been engrossed in a conversation about football for the past half-hour. Which meant that none of them had been paying any attention to him for the past half-hour. But this night was not about him, right? It was about David and Chandler. David and Chandler who were both jocks. David and Chandler who both liked football. David and Chandler who both supported the same team. David… who was now looking at Kurt with a concerned face from across their table at Breadsticks. Kurt forced a smile at him.
"Are you okay?", the taller boy mouthed.
Kurt nodded, still smiling. Dave flicked his eyes to Chandler and Blaine, who were still focused on listing all the merits of the teams they supported – or, it seemed, all the demerits of the other team.
"So…", he started loudly, drawing everyone's attention to him. "… who's excited for The Hunger Games?"
"Isn't that, like, a book or something?" asked Chandler, frowning.
"Yeah, it is." Blaine answered. "Kurt really likes it, don't you babe?"
"It's actually a series of books…", Kurt started, but was interrupted by Chandler. "Sounds great. Now, the problem with the Browns this season…" Kurt tuned off, offended by Chandler's rudeness and even more offended that Blaine was more interested in hearing him talk than in his own boyfriend. He felt a foot nudge his under the table and looked up to see Dave smiling at him.
"So, do you think Jennifer Lawrence was a good choice?"
Kurt smiled back. "You don't have to do this, you know."
"Do what?"
"Talk to me."
"That's ridiculous, I want to talk to you."
Kurt's smile was a full on grin now. "In that case… I think it's going to be brilliant!
