A/n: Hey everyone! I'm glad that you enjoyed the first chapter. I had fun writing it. Here's chapter 2! NON-BETA'D. Sorry for any errors!

Ch. 2: Sunday

The next morning, Dave woke up feeling extremely giddy. He would be going back over to Kurt's house around noon to actually pick a song, since nothing had obviously gotten done the day previously. Dave glanced at his clock to see that it was still rather early, only 8 o'clock, so he decided to go for a run in the park.

As Dave walked into his kitchen, he spotted his mother, Janelle, drinking coffee at the kitchen table and working on a crossword puzzle. "Morning, mom," Dave said, leaning over to kiss the woman on the cheek. She smiled at him.

"Good morning." She put her coffee down as Dave poured himself a bowl of cereal. "So what're your plans for the day?"

Dave took a bite of his Luck Charms™ before answering. "I'm going to go for a run, then later I'm heading over to Kurt's house, if that's fine with you?" He let out a small smile at the boy's name.

Janelle's eyes narrowed slightly in concern. "Dave, be careful," she warned. "He nearly got you expelled last year, and with how you feel about him…"

"Mom, I'll be fine," Dave interrupted. "Me and Kurt are on pretty friendly terms now. He's cool with me."

Janelle sighed. "If you're sure about that, then I suppose that it's fine. I just don't want to see you getting hurt."

Dave finished his breakfast before responding a couple of minutes later. "Like I said, I'll be fine. Worst case, he doesn't like me back. I can deal with that." He bit his lip before looking up at his mother to see her watching him. "What?"

She shook her head. "When did my baby boy get so grown up?" she asked. Dave laughed before kissing Janelle on the cheek again.

"I love you, mom," Dave said. He put his now-empty bowl in the dishwasher before going upstairs to change into a pair of sweats and a tee shirt. He grabbed his keys before heading to the park.

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A few hours later, Dave found himself standing at the Hummel-Hudson's front door. He knocked, fiddling his hands nervously as he waiting for someone to let him in. He looked up at Burt opened the door.

"Uhm, hello, sir," Dave stuttered as the man narrowed his eyes at the boy. Dave forced a smile.

"Hello, David," Burt responded. He glanced behind himself into the house before stepping outside and closing the door behind him. Dave's nerves simply got worse. Burt looked him square in the eye before starting what he wanted to say. "Listen here, son. I understand that you have apparently changed, and that Kurt now views you as a friend," Dave's eyes lit up at this, "but that doesn't mean that I trust you. You put my son through hell and back, and it's going to take a lot more than my son's word for you to gain my trust. Got that?"

Dave nodded stiffly. "I understand, sir," he answered. Burt nodded back.

"Good. Now that we're clear, you can go on inside. Kurt and Finn are in their room." Burt opened the door again and both men stepped inside. Dave made his way to Kurt's room, pausing and letting out a deep breath before opening the door. He had to admit it, Kurt's dad was rather scary when he was threatening someone. Dave had seen Kurt's wrath when Burt had slammed Dave up against a wall last year when Dave had made fun of Finn and Kurt dancing, and Dave had no doubt in his mind that Kurt's dad could seriously injure Dave if he wanted to . He knocked once before walking in to see Kurt lounging on the couch, watching Finn play video games. Dave cleared his throat, causing the countertenor to look up. Kurt smiled widely when he saw who it was. Dave smiled back.

Finn watched the exchange in amusement. He winked at Kurt before standing, hearing Burt call down that Quinn had arrived. "Well, I'll be upstairs with Quinn if you need me." The boys nodded as Finn walked back upstairs.

Dave moved over to where Kurt was sitting, deciding to join his crush on the couch. "So, Kurt…" he started. "I was listening to one of my sister's cds in my car on the way here, and I found one of my favorite songs on it. I think we could try it as a duet."

Kurt nodded. "Okay. What song is it?"

"It's called Broken by Seether. Do you know it?"

Kurt shook his head. "It sounds familiar, but I'm not certain. Can you sing the first verse for me?" Dave nodded before pulling out his iPhone™, quickly bringing up the guitar part on youtube.

He made eye contact with Kurt before beginning to sing. "I wanted you to know, I love the way you laugh. I want to hold you high and steal your pain away. I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well. I want to hold you high and steal your pain," he sang, wondering if Kurt knew just how much the song applied to him. He really did love the way the boy laughed….

Kurt joined in with him on the chorus, having obviously recognized the song. "Cause I'm broken, when I'm lonesome., and I don't feel right, when you're gone away. You're gone away. You don't feel me here anymore."

Kurt took over the next part by himself, his voice powerful and clear. "The worst is over now, and we can breathe again." He thought about how this part connected to the start of his Dalton. He truly had believed that the worst was over when he had left. "I want to hold you high, you steal my pain away. There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight. I want to hold you high and steal your pain."

The boys sang the chorus together again. "Cause I'm broken when I'm open and I don't feel like I am strong enough. Caused I'm broken when I'm lonesome, and I don't feel right when you're gone away…" their voices trailed off as the boys realized how close they had gotten while singing. Dave could feel Kurt's breath on his lips, and it was driving him crazy. He had to focus on something else, anything else, so he forced himself to lean back and grab a music book off of the coffee table.

"What's Rent?" Dave asked, looking at the front page. Kurt's jaw dropped.

"You've never seen Rent?" he exclaimed. Dave shook his head. "How is that possible?"

Dave shrugged. "Should I have seen it?"

Kurt nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, it's only one of the best musicals of all time! We have to watch it." Dave groaned. He hated watching musicals. Kurt rolled his eyes at the boy before heading up the steps to grab the movie out of the living room. When he came back, Finn and Quinn were behind him. "It's Quinn's favorite movie too," Kurt explained when he saw Dave's confused face.

Dave moved over to a cushy lounge chair so that Quinn and Finn could have the couch. After Kurt put in the movie, the smaller boy made himself comfortable at Dave's feet, leaning his head onto the jock's knee and sighing contentedly. Dave immediately felt his cheeks start to burn as Kurt wrapped one of his arms around one of Dave's lower legs.

As the first song started up, Dave was quickly pulled into the movie. He could see why Kurt and Quinn loved it so much. The movie had even managed to make Dave cry, a feat not very easily achieved. He couldn't even image losing the man he was in love with to aids... how much would that suck to finally fall madly in love just to have them taken away from you so suddenly? He didn't think that he would be able to bear it. Dave sighed as he continued to run his fingers through Kurt's hair, something he had found himself doing after Kurt had moved onto his lap the second time Seasons of Love had been sung. Dave wasn't sure what prompted the boy to move, but there was no way he was going to complain. Kurt had also somehow managed to fall asleep against the boy's chest.

"I don't know how he could fall asleep during one of his favorite movies," Finn commented softly to Quinn, laughing at the boys. Dave subconsciously pulled Kurt a little bit closer to him, twisting the boy's silky brown hair around his fingers, gazing longingly at the beautiful creature on his lap.

"Be quiet, Finn, I think it's cute how much Dave loves Kurt," Quinn whispered back, snuggling into Finn's shoulder. He smiled at the girl before kissing her lightly on the forehead. He turned back to Dave, clearing his throat loudly, trying to get Dave's attention. He tried twice more before the jock looked up. "So, how long have you been in love with my brother?" Finn joked, winking at his friend.

Dave blushed. He darted his eyes around the room, trying to act calm. "What are you talking about, Finn?"

Finn gestured to Kurt. "I'm talking about that." Dave glanced quickly at Kurt before leaning his cheek against the sleeping boy's head. "Dude, you can't hold him like that and not be in love with him."

"Do you want me to want your brother, Finn?" Dave asked softly. He knew that Finn considered him a friend, even with all the shit that Dave had put the glee club through the last few years, but he was having a hard time understanding why Finn approved of his feelings for Kurt. If anyone had ever treated Dave's sister the way that Dave had treated Kurt, there was no way he'd ever even consider letting that person date her. He thought it was the same for Finn, but maybe it wasn't. Dave really hoped that it wasn't.

Finn paused for a moment before nodding. "Not going to say that it's not going to be strange, but I've seen the way he is around you. I haven't seen him smile as much as he has in these last few days in months. I don't know if he loves you back, but you seem to be doing something right."

The room was quiet for several moments before anyone said anything again. "Three years," Dave said softly. The duo on the couch looked at Dave in confusion. "I've loved him for three years," Dave explained. At the pair's shocked looks, he sighed before kissing the top of Kurt's head softly. He once again shifted so both he and Kurt would be more comfortable before wrapping his arms firmly around Kurt's waist, trying not to shiver when he felt Kurt's breath warm on his neck. Finn and Quinn were silent as they watched Dave, evidently both deciding to drop the subject of Dave's feelings and just watch. They grew antsy a little while later, though, and returned back upstairs to work on their own duet.

Once Kurt and Dave were alone, Dave kissed he top of the boy's head again before whispering, "I love you so much, Kurt." He himself fell asleep a short while later.

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"Finn, where's Kurt and Dave?" Burt asked as Finn returned from driving Quinn home several hours later. Burt hadn't heard a sound from the boys since the movie had started, and he was starting to get a little worried.

"They're probably still downstairs, dad," Finn assured his stepdad. Burt narrowed his eyes.

"It's been totally silent down there for hours, I want you to go and check it out," Burt said. Finn rolled his eyes before sitting down at the table. He bit his lip in thought before saying what he was on his mind.

"Burt, what do you think of Dave?"

"What do you mean?"

Finn stopped for a moment to think about what he wanted to say. "I mean, what do you think of him as a future boyfriend for Kurt."

Burt's eye's narrowed. "No. Out of the question."

"But, Burt—"

"Why would you even ask me a question like that? He may be your friend, but I don't want a boy like that to date my son."

An awkward silence filled the room as the men stared at each other. Finally, Finn spoke. "He loves him, you know."

"Who loves who?"

"Dave loves Kurt. Always has, apparently. And from what I've seen, the last thing on Dave's mind is hurting Kurt." At Burt's furrowed eye's, Finn sighed. "Dad, go downstairs and look for yourself. Watch how Dave touches Kurt."

Burt huffed and nodded gruffly before standing. "Fine, I'll go see what's going on." The closer Burt got to the steps though, the more he felt like perhaps Finn was right. Deciding that maybe it would be a good idea to observe, Burt crept down the steps as quietly as he could, thankful that the basement was dark except for the lamp next to Dave and Kurt. Although, it seemed as though Dave was so focused on the boy in front of him that even if the basement had been in full light, he wouldn't have noticed Burt standing there. As Burt moved in as close as he could without disturbing the boys, he could see it. He could see the love shining in the jock's eyes for his boy, could tell how deeply he cared by how he cradled Kurt's body against his own larger one gently, as if afraid that if he held too tight, the boy would disappear and the moment would seek to exist. Burt could tell that this was how Dave felt because it was the same way that Burt felt the first time he had been lucky enough to hold Carol in his arms.

What shocked Burt the most was the way that the boy was speaking to his son. Burt listened attentively as Dave spoke. "You're so beautiful, Kurt," he heard the boy whisper. Burt was sure that Dave was being so heart-breakingly honest because he most certainly believed that he'd never get a chance like this again. "I'm so sorry for everything I've done to you… I don't deserve a moment like this. You're amazing. You're smart, you're funny, you're brilliant at French, you are the most talented singer I've ever met. You're clothes may be outlandish, but you were them so proudly that it doesn't matter. I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you in my arms right now, even if it's only for a few hours. God, I love you so much." Dave kissed the boy's forehead before nuzzling his nose into Kurt's hair, inhaling deeply the boy's scent. The scene was enough to melt the stone around Burt's heart. He only wished that his son had been awake to hear the beautiful words that were being said about him.

Maybe Finn was right. Maybe he should give Dave a chance to love his son. Maybe.

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A/n: Did you guys like that? I kind of liked writing from Burt's point of view. I think that seeing the boys' relationship from an outside perspective really shows just how much Dave cared for Kurt.

Love y'all!

-Kris

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