First of all: OMG before I posted the last chapter I noticed I had 106 reviews for 2 chapters! I totally forgot to mention it before. And now the reviews are up to 156 for 3 chapters. It really helps get motivated and inspired to write more.

Thank you guys sooooo much for your comments and I really hope I do the characters justice. Even if we can't have a happy ending on the show, there will always be one in my head.

"So?" Dave wasn't one for small talk.

"So?" Kurt repeated. This was a little awkward.

Dave looked around at the huge basement space. "Your bedroom's kind of cool."

Kurt shrugged. "Yeah, I used to share it with Finn, but my dad kicked him out for calling me a fag."

Dave's eyes widened. "Oh…remind me never to call you that in front of your father." Dave pictured Kurt's father to be a bigger version of Kurt. He wondered if Burt Hummel was gay too.

"Did you want to meet my dad or something?" Kurt asked slightly uncomfortably. This thing with Dave was meant to be casual. A secret. As far as Burt Hummel knew, the date with Blaine had gone ridiculously well and now his little boy had his first boyfriend. Kurt wasn't one to lie to his father but he wasn't going to explain what had happened with Blaine. It was personal.

"No…Wait, you don't want me to meet your dad?" Dave's face fell. I mean it would be different if Burt didn't know that Kurt was gay like his own parents, but this was special. "Doesn't your dad want to meet your first boyfriend?"

Kurt kept quiet. In all honesty ever since last Friday, his father had been practically begging him to invite his new boyfriend around for dinner. But what was he going to say. 'Hey, dad you know the really hot guy I was telling you about? I traded him for a chubby, bully-boy instead.' Dave was never going to make a good impression on his father. Dave didn't have any manners, he said all the wrong things, he was barely passing his classes and he wasn't even pretty. No, there wasn't ever going to be a good time for them to meet. When Kurt got a better boyfriend, maybe, because it wasn't as if Dave was going to be THE ONE.

"So, I don't get to meet him," Dave said browsing through Kurt's vast wardrobe.

Kurt needed a plan. "You want to carry on talking about my father or do you want to make out?" He forced the bigger boy onto the couch and sat down next to him. Kurt hated to admit it, but making out with Karofsky was extremely fun and when Dave opened his mouth slightly to gasp, Kurt took the helm and attempted to explore Dave mouth with his tongue. His boldness was rewarded when Dave returned the gesture and the make out session started heating up. Somehow, Kurt's head ended up on the arm rest with Dave hovering over him. And somehow, their jackets had been removed. Kurt couldn't contain his moans as Dave kissed his neck and nibbled his ear. The Hummel boy couldn't help but wonder how awesome it would be to make out with Blaine if it was this wonderful with Dave. As Dave's hands went to his went to Kurt's waist, Kurt realise that his shirt must have ridden up as skin touched skin. Just the simple touch of his thumb tracing Kurt's hipbone made Kurt feel like his skin was on fire. "Oh Blaine…."

Dave detached himself from Kurt so abruptly; he nearly fell on the floor.

Kurt opened his eyes and saw his boyfriend looking offended though he was still hovering above him, hands on either side of the other boy's head. "What? Why did you stop?"

"You said Blaine."

Kurt lifted himself up onto his elbows and tried to kiss Dave again. "What are you talking about?"

"You moaned Blaine's name when we were making out," Dave said deadpanned as he got up to move away.

The conversation suddenly came to a halt as they heard the door of the basement open. Kurt sprung into motion herding Dave into his closet just as his father appeared. "I was just wondering what you wanted for dinner." Burt Hummel took the scene in. A jacket far too big for his son was sprawled across the floor, his son looked as if he had just run a marathon and his clothes were not in their usual pristine condition.

"Kurt Hummel…Is your boyfriend in this room!" Burt said with the sternest voice he could manage, but inside he was trying to contain his laughter.

"NO! Why would you think that," Kurt said kicking Dave's jacket under the couch in a not so subtle way.

Burt raised one eyebrow. "Kurt…"

"Dad…?" he said with mock innocence.

"While I respect your privacy, I want your boyfriend to be here tonight at seven for dinner. Got that?"

Kurt cringed before nodding. He couldn't believe that his father had nearly caugt him making out with Dave. Maybe he could get Matt or Puck to pretend to be his boyfriend.

Burt turned to leave but before he did he couldn't resist saying, "See you tonight mysterious boyfriend."

He was surprised to hear a muffled reply. "I'm looking forward to it Mr Hummel."

Burt burst out laughing. This was going to be great.

Kurt couldn't believe that he was actually going to let Dave meet his father. This had disaster written all over it. After what happened this afternoon in his room, his father was bound to hate him. Not that it really mattered, because Dave wasn't a real boyfriend or anything, but still, this was the first guy that he was ever going to introduce as his boyfriend to his dad. It was a big deal. He just prayed that Dave had the common sense to wear a decent shirt without a hotdog stain for once.

He watched his father prepare for dinner and get the good china out. Burt Hummel was making such an effort that Kurt didn't want to disappoint him.

"Here dad, let me help."

"Oh, Kurt. I didn't hear you come up." Burt said still facing the table making sure the plates were all aligned with the cutlery.

"Dad, you shouldn't have gone to all that effort." Kurt said picking up a napkin and folding it into a neat triangle.

"Of course I should," said Burt simply. "Now, do you think I should change? Now don't hold back son, this night is important to me."

Burt Hummel was wearing a simple checked button down shirt and jeans topped with his favourite baseball cap. Kurt remembered that not so long ago, his father was laying in a hospital bed with drips attached to him. His father was the best dad anyone could wish for and though his dress sense was questionable, Kurt wouldn't trade him for the world. He smoothed down the shoulders of his father's shirt with the palms of his hands and straightened out the collar. "You look a million dollars dad." If someone had told him even a few weeks ago that Dave Karofsky would bring Kurt and his father closer together he would have laughed in their faces.

"Thanks son," Burt said just as the doorbell rang.

Kurt jumped. "I'll get it," he said before hopping to the door.

As he opened the front door he saw his boyfriend standing in a grey shirt and dinner jacket. He scrubbed up well for a Hamhock. But Kurt rolled his eyes as he gazed at what Dave was holding. "A bunch of flowers? And Lisianthus at that."

Dave looked down at the bunch he had got the florist to wrap in pink tissue paper. "What? I though your dad would like them."

Kurt didn't have the heart to tell him that his father would probably would have preferred a six-pack of beer. "Come on, get in."

Burt lingered a few steps back and was surprised to see a large, boy in front of him. He wasn't exactly what Kurt had described.

"Hello Mr Hummel, Sir. These are for you," said Dave. How the hell could this man have fathered Kurt? He was the opposite of what Dave had been expecting. This was crazy, he felt like a complete idiot handing the flowers over.

"Hi," said the older male, sticking his hand out to be met with a firm handshake. "It's so great to finally meet you. I'm assuming you're the reason Kurt's been walking around with a smile on his face."

Dave snuck a peek at Kurt who was looking anywhere but at him. He smiled to himself as he saw a hint of pink on Kurt's cheeks.

Burt clapped the larger boy on the back. "So, Blaine, tell me about yourself…"

The friendly atmosphere suddenly went cold. Dave froze wondering what to say next. And this time he was sure Burt had said Blaine. He looked to Kurt who looked as horrified as he did.

Kurt spoke up. "Dad, um…this is Dave Karofsky."

Burt turned to face his son confused. "I could have sworn you said the guy you like was called Blaine."

"No dad. Dave. Dave's my boyfriend."

"So this is not the guy that goes to the all boys' school and sings?"

Kurt wanted to curl up and die in a small hole but managed to shake his head from side to side all the while avoiding Dave's gaze.

"Um…maybe I should go…" Dave said scratching the back of his neck. Man, if that Blaine kid ever came across him again, he was wouldn't be able to walk. And not because of the good reason.

It was Burt's turn to look horrified. "NO! I'm sorry, genuine mistake. Please come in. I've made lasagne. Kurt told me it was your favourite."

As Dave followed Burt into the dinning room all Kurt could do was pray that the night couldn't get worse.

After the cold start, surprisingly his father and Dave were getting on well. They had the same taste in sports and cars. Dave even complimented Burt on his baseball cap. It was odd, Kurt had never had that boyish relationship with his father and it felt nice hearing him getting all excited about some Superbowl game that was really popular for some reason or other. And Dave truly looked thrilled to see Burt's trophy collection from back when he was in his high school football team.

Kurt knew that Dave had been trying to catch his eye all night but couldn't face seeing anything but warmth for him in them. As they sat around the table finishing off the main course, Burt asked the dreaded question. "So what did a guy like you see in my boy? Pardon me for saying you don't seem like you hang around in the same social circles."

"Um…Dad, I think I'll just get the chocolate fudge cake," Kurt said heading towards the kitchen. He didn't want to feel any guiltier than he already did. But heading toward the kitchen he stopped behind the door as curiosity got the better of him.

"So what do you like about my boy?" Burt asked again not trying to be cruel, he just really wanted to know.

Dave put his fork down. "Honesty? At first I think it was because he was the only out guy in school. But then, I'd see what he was like with his friends and how he would never let anything or anyone get him down. Don't tell him, but I used to sneak into the auditorium when he would practice for glee in our lunch break and watch him. Not in a creepy way, but he has such a beautiful voice it kind of drew me in. Oh and he's seriously cute." Dave suddenly felt self-conscious. "Sorry, I'm probably making a total mess of this. I just really like your son." He shrugged sheepishly praying that Kurt would hurry up with the dessert.

Burt nodded his head. "Don't worry kid, you got my approval. Kurt's really lucky to have a guy like you." He leaned back in his chair and faced the door. "Kurt what are you doing with dessert?" he hollered just as Kurt came in with a large cake.

"Sorry I took so long," he said looking straight at Dave, finally acknowledging his boyfriend. Dave gave him a knowing smile. By the time the night was over, Burt had declared Dave an honorary Hummel and hoped Dave would come and visit real soon.

Kurt walked him out and motioned for Dave to sit on the porch swing with him. "My dad loves you."

"He's a great guy."

"Thank you for saying that. You know what you said about me." Kurt said wishing his guilt would stop hanging over him.

"It's all true," said Dave sincerely.

Kurt laced his hand with Dave's. His small hands were enveloped by Dave's large ones but somehow it felt right. For the first time since Blaine, Kurt felt content. But Dave untangled his fingers and stood up putting his hands in his jacket pockets.

"I think we should break up."

Kurt felt like he had just been slapped in the face. A guy like Dave Karofsky does not dump a guy like him. "What?"

"You're still hung up on Blaine. I like you too much for this to be something to pass the time until you find someone better. I need to cut loose before I get in too deep Kurt. Do you get that?"

Kurt didn't know what to say in reply. Everything Dave had just said was true.

Dave started to walk away but turned back, "I'd really appreciate if you didn't say anything about me. I just don't think I'm ready for people to find out yet. I really hope you find your perfect guy one day. I'm just sorry it couldn't be me."

Kurt watched Dave head to his car and drive away before wordlessly entering his house. His father was clearing plates from the table. Burt grinned at his son. "Dave's one of the good guys Kurt. Make sure you hold on to him."

So how did you guys like the make out session? I'm not that great at writing them so you've got to be honest with me. LOL! I had to put it in to make it me happy after my horrible mood yesterday…but then I went and ruined it with the ending.

Bad Kurt for taking Dave for granted!

Was the Burt scene good? Not good? I really wanted Burt to like Dave…Plus Burt totally knows what's best for Kurt *cough DAVE cough* Even if Kurt can't see it just yet.

Oh and btw some reviewers have told me that Dave is a hockey player…so, oops, my bad. Please forgive me.

I think this chapter has a totally and completely different dynamic soooooooo if it's totally OOC I'm SORRY! But as always I need to know what you think!

DDF

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p.s. for those that asked Aaron and Jackson are from a soap called Emmerdale, it's British (i'm from a lil town called London...lol)...YT it