AN: Welcome all to my first fic ever. Reviews are greatly appreciated as well as constructive criticism, but please no flames. I'll try to keep updates regular. Thanks everyone, ENJOY
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Of meercats and moving forward
CHAPTER ONE
Dave sat at his usual spot at the bar, ordered his usual beer, kept his cap low and enjoyed the atmosphere of Scandals. He liked it here. It was a place where he could be himself and relax, drop the mask he wears and just be Dave. Sometimes he needed to be just Dave.
He had friends here. People he could play pool with and talk to, without the bullshit that comes with high school life. The drama and lying, the denial and self hatred. Just people he could be himself around who didn't judge him for being gay.
He felt safe here. Safe and accepted. No one from his outside life frequented here or knew that he did. The one and only time it had happened was with Kurt a few weeks ago and Dave thanked god he'd only had his vertically challenged boyfriend with him. That was until the preppy looking guy that had spent the whole night trying to get in with Kurt's helmet headed boytoy had made it his mission to annoy Dave to death.
The first time it had happened was, he assumed, not long after Kurt and his boyfriend had left Scandals. He had walked right up to Dave, who was in the process of buying his friends another round, and proceeded to disrupt Dave's path back to the pool tables, laying on the charms and flirting without shame. He'd left after the third fuck off Dave had huffed at him.
The second time he'd found Dave out on the dance floor, goofing around with a few of the older patrons he'd become friendly with, and had instantly begun grinding up against him from behind, before Dave had left him out on the dance floor alone.
The third time found Dave sitting at the bar with a beer when Sebastian, as he'd introduced himself the first time, sat directly on Dave's lap. "So David Karofsky," he started with his trademark smirk, "you have quite the reputation I hear." Dave merely snorted. "I happen to attend Dalton, the school a certain Blaine Anderson used to attend." At Dave's blank look Sebastian continued. " Also one Kurt Hummell. Say, you know Kurt don't you Dave?" Dave did not like his tone. " I asked around about you and some of the guys from Dalton had a lot to say about you and Kurt. And I have to say, I wouldn't mind you throwing me around a bit with these arms." He finished with a flirty wink whilst running his fingers along Dave's biceps. David, white faced, abruptly threw him off his lap and left Sebastian rumpled and annoyed.
And so the pattern had gone on, Sebastian trying and failing to seduce Dave each and everytime they ran into each other.
"So gorgeous, care to buy me one of those?" Sebastian Smythe seated himself next to Dave, who shivered uncontrollably at the sound of that smarmy voice. "It's polite after all. Plus I put out when I'm drunk." He finished with a smirk.
"Look dude..." Dave started with a huff only to be interrupted by the arrogant boy.
"It's Sebastian. I should be offended you forgot it. But, you're super hot so I think I can let it slide." He said, smirk still in place.
"Look Sebastian." Dave ground out, "I'm not interested, so how bout you 'politely' fuck off!"
"Ooo touchy. Look big guy, I just came over here cos you looked a little lonely and I thought I might come keep you company. Nothing wrong with that right?"
Dave's temper was close to boiling point. He couldn't stand this guy. He was sleezy and with a different guy everytime Dave saw him, scoring free drinks and grinding his pelvis across the dance floor. That wasn't the kind of guy Dave wanted sitting next to him at the bar. That wasn't the kind of guy Dave wanted at all. The guys Dave had seen him with were all Kurt clones or a lot older. He had no idea what business Sebastian had with him, as Dave was obviously not his type. A dare, boredom or a challenge? Dave wasn't sure, but he was sure that a guy like Sebastian would never be interested in a guy like Dave.
Since his kiss with Kurt (if you could call it that) he'd kissed a total of two guys. The first a slightly older, attractive man who he had shared a dance and an awkward kiss with and the second a college grad who had gotten Dave drunk, dragged him out the front of the club and ditched him when Dave had chickened out in going any further. He wasn't a prude, he'd tried a few things with a couple of cheerleaders, that never quite worked, but never another guy.
He was only now beginning to accept his sexuality, he wasn't sure if he was ready to jump right into the sex part of it all. And when he was, he felt that he'd want to do all that with someone he trusted, someone who understood him, someone he loved and loved him. Sebastian was not that guy.
"Yes there is something wrong with that. I've told you I'm not interested. So please just leave me the fuck alone and go find some other guy to play with your dick, cos I don't fucking want to." And with that Dave got up and stormed out of the bar.
Stepping outside Dave instantly realised that he'd left his jacket inside. The air was cold but it was a short walk to his car and Stan, the bartender, woud keep it safe for him till his next visit. He walked briskly across the parking lot, rubbing his hands together and hoping the night air would cool down his anger.
"Hey big guy-" Dave snapped, swinging around and shoving with all his might, only to see Sebastion Smythe, Dave's jacket in hand, go ass over and skid along the asphalt.
"What the fuck man? You left your jacket inside. You dick, that hurt!" The boy spat out, struggling to stand.
"Shit, shit, shit. I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm sorry man." Dave ranted, racing over to the fallen boy and lifting him back on his feet. Sebastian immediatley hissed and began favouring his left leg. Looking down, Dave saw his jeans torn and bloody along with the palms of his and shame washed heavily over him. His eyes immediatley began to prickle with tears, as his face heated up and his heart began to pound loudly. He panicked, rushing to scoop up the guys wallet and phone that had been flung out across the car park as Sebastian had fallen. He then threw the rumpled boys right arm over his shoulder and half carried him over to Dave's black suv.
Reaching the car Dave slowly lowered Sebastian to the ground, said boy wincing as he bent his right leg, causing Daves threatening tears to finally fall, which ended with him kicking his tyres and swearing under his breathe as he tried to slow his breathing and control his raging emotions.
"Shit. Look I'm sorry, I just snapped ok. Honestly, shit, I didn't mean it. Did you need a lift somewhere? Should I call someone? I'm just so, so sorry Seb." He ranted, after wiping away the tears and crouching down to assess the stricken boy.
Sebastian looked up at Dave with a smile, not a smirk, and explained his current situation. "I had a friend wih me. I was supposed to crash at his place but he found himself a ride for the night and ditched me." He smirked as Dave's face immediatley reddened at his words." I have to get back to Dalton and somehow sneak in, my parents don't live around here, and I was supposed to be dorm bound this weekend. Punishment for ditching class."
"Dalton easy to sneak into?" Sebastian's reply was a shake of his head. Dave sighed. "I'll take you back to my place. My dad's outta town, so it's safe. I can drop you off at your school tomorrow ok?" And with that he lifted the befuddled boy off the ground and gingerly helped him into the passenger seat of his car.
The drive back to his house was awkward. Dave concentrating on stopping his hands from shaking, Sebastian staring down at his lap with a look that Dave couldn't quite figure out. Thankfully it finally ended and he helped the injured boy into the house and through to his bedroom, where he sat him on his desk chair and rushed off to the bathroom for something to clean up the guys cuts.
"Ummm. I need you to roll up your pants leg, I gotta clean that up." Dave gestured to his injured right leg. Sebastian quickly lost his pants, smirk plastered on his face as Dave flushed and eyes grew wide, until he hissed and flinched as Dave began cleaning the wound. "Hands." Dave mumbled grasping Sebastian's hands gently and cleaning the dirt and gravel from his palms.
Cleaned up, Dave applied some creams, that his dad always insisted Dave use when he scratched himself up, to the boys injuries before rising and turning to leave the room. Only to be grabbed and turned around, where a pair of lips were smashed against his. He gently pushed, the now topless?, Sebastian away.
"Dude, what the Fuck are you doing?" Dave asked slowly, a confused look crossing his face.
"You're the one that brought me here? I was a little suprised but I can't say I'm unhappy about it." A look of hurt had crossed Sebastian's face before lust took over.
"Hey look, thats not what I want. I've told you that already. But I threw you on your ass and leaving you to fend for yourself would've just ended in me being a bigger dick then before ok. I was just gonna go set up the guest room for you dude. No sex, or whatever." Dave finished with a mumble.
"Oh." Suprise coloured Sebastian's words. " Well if you're sure... Just putting it out there though, you're missing out on a good time." He chuckled with a smile and a wink.
"Yeah, yeah." Dave muttered, steering the smaller boy out of his room and down the hall to the spare room.
Dave sat on the end of his bed, thinking over the events of tonight. He couldn't believe he'd lost control like that. Sebastian was forward to the point of infuriating, but he hadn't deserved to get hurt. Dave had been trying so hard to move forward after the hell junior year had been, but at the slightest provocation he'd reverted right back to 'Karofsky the bully'.
Dragging his hands through his hair, Dave shook himself and got up to get ready for bed, when he heard a knock at the door. Sebastian walked in a second later looking rumpled.
"Hey, could I just crash in here with you. No funny business I swear." He rushed on when he saw the look David was throwing him. "I just, yeah, strange house and all." He finished with a shrug before smiling when a defeated look took over Dave's face and he gestured towards the comfy bed against the far wall. Sebastian limped over to the bed, causing Dave's heart to ache, before slipping under the covers and snuggling in. Dave grabbed an old shirt and left to change in the bathroom.
Returning to his room and settling onto his bed, he heard the boy beside him give a slight chuckle. "What?" He sighed.
"Nothing. Just, really man? Changing in the bathroom? I would've closed my eyes if you'd just asked." He finished with a giggle.
"Shut the fuck up. And no funny business. Come anywhere near me and your ass is on the floor the rest of the night." Dave mumbled sleepily.
Sebastian raised his hands in surrender. "No touching, got ya... But what's your deal? I've seen you at the bar, skulking round in your hats and blowing off anyone that approaches you. Changing in your bathroom. Flinching whenever somebody touches you? It's not normal."Sebastian whispered.
"Look, I'm just not comfortable with all that." Dave grunted.
"With all what?" Sebastian whispered in reply.
"Just... Nothing, I'm just not comfortable with myself and body and yeah.. whatever dude, what's your deal? I see you with a different guy everytime I'm there, and you really, REALLY can't take no for an answer. Why do you keep coming back dude? I'm not worth all that crap." Dave muttered, thankful the room was dark and hid his blush.
"Why? What me finding you hot's not a good enough reason?" Dave just snorted in reply. "It's because you say no." He explained, shrugging one shoulder. "Do you know how many single guys say no to me? Zero." Sebastian chuckled. "They all jump at the chance to use me. A guaranteed awesome one night stand. Except you... You said no. That intrigues me." Sebastian finished.
"But don't you get lonely?" Came Dave's whispered response.
"I'm never alone, as you so kindly pointed out." Sebastian answered in an angry tone before it softened out. "You know, I've never shared a bed with a guy before. Without having to put out of course."
"Yeah? Well I've never shared a bed with a guy period so..." Dave didn't finish his sentence, blushing at how he continued to constantly keep spilling embarrassing information about himself.
"Thanks for taking care of me tonight David. Even if you did push me on my ass." He breathed out with a catch in his throat and a chuckle, changing the subject abruptly.
"I'm still really sorry about that man, seriously." Dave jerked as Sebastian's body curled around his side, arm going to his waist and head resting on his chest.
"Night David." Sebastian muttered sleepily, making himself comfortable.
"Goodnight Sebastian." Dave flailed his hands for a moment before resting them gently around the smaller boys body.
Although breaking the no touching rules, Sebastian Smythe's butt stayed firmly planted to the bed the whole night.