A/N: So I guess I stunned you all into silence with the last chapter ;) but finally Dave will have no other choice than to address his situation. Well, find out what happens next…

This chapter kind of ran away with me a bit and is rather long but I hope entertaining nonetheless

Chapter 4

"I'm really getting worried. Maybe we should go and see a doctor with him after all." Miriam said to Paul. Paul nodded his head absentmindedly. They both had never seen their son like that. But unlike Miriam, Paul was more level headed and didn't see any need for immediate panic.

"It's just not like him. Normally when he's sick he can't have me fuss over him enough but today he hardly acknowledges my presence. And he has been sick twice this morning, what if he has got food poisoning or something?"

"Now Miriam, there is no need to jump to conclusions. He is almost a grown man. Maybe he just doesn't need fussing over anymore." Paul tried to comfort his wife, who had worked herself up into a frenzy about Dave as the day had gone on.

Dave had not left his bed all day, apart from twice running to the bathroom to bring up whatever food there still had been left in his stomach. Kurt witnessed the whole situation and the second time just rushed in after Dave to help him clean himself up and pass him a glass of water. He again had tried to talk to Dave but Dave ignored him and headed straight back to bed and curled in on himself and pulled the blanket over his head.

Carol and Burt had sat by the Karofsky's, trying to be there for them but knowing there wasn't actually a lot they could do. They had given them the address of their doctor should they want to have Dave checked over but when his mom mentioned this to him, Dave vigorously shook his head before turning away and facing the wall.

Kurt hated seeing Dave's parents this concerned for their son, knowing too well that there was a simple explanation to all of this but he knew he was in no position to tell them what had actually happened. That was for Dave to do but he grew out of things to say to put Dave's parents at ease.

Kurt thought his dad had picked up on his slightly erratic behaviour but again, it didn't feel right to share this with his dad either. So basically for all different reasons Kurt felt as alone in this as Dave. And to be honest Kurt felt that he was in way too deep, he was no counsellor.

All he could do was go and check on Dave ever so often when his mom wasn't doing so already, hoping that this time Dave would respond, maybe just look at him but every time he went downstairs Dave didn't even acknowledge his existence.

Miriam had been trying to convince Dave to at least have a drink but Dave ignored her just as much. Kurt sensed that Dave didn't want his parents there. Kurt was torn between trying to give Dave the space he so clearly craved and letting his mom try to smother him with her kindness. But Miriam being the concerned mom that she was seemed to have made the decision for him. She wanted to cancel the plans they all had made for the evening so as to be here should Dave's condition get worse.

Kurt of course knew that there was nothing wrong physically with Dave and that his condition would not suddenly take a turn for the worse. In fact Kurt felt like he was the only one who actually might be able to improve Dave's state, knowing what he did.

So throughout the afternoon his plan had changed from giving Dave some space to getting the parents out of the house so he could have some time with him. Truth was Kurt thought it would be good for Dave to have his parents gone. And maybe, just maybe Kurt would actually be able to get him to open up, knowing that no nosy ears would be here to pry.

Kurt put on his best smile and walked in to the living room where he could hear Miriam and Paul's worried voices.

He cleared his throat to get everybody's attention. Four pairs of eyes shot up to meet his.

"Erm, I just wanted to say that really there is no need to cancel your plans for the evening. I can keep an eye out for Dave. I am sure it's just a stomach bug or something. I felt a bit off this morning too. It probably affected him more than me."

He smiled reassuringly at Mr and Mrs Karofsky.

"But…he might need me." Miriam protested instantly. Paul looked from Miriam to Carol and Burt and then over to Kurt. He studied Kurt's face and had a distinct feeling that he was missing something but he also didn't believe that Dave was at death's door like Miriam wanted to. After being stuck in the house most of the day, they could do with some time out. And as long as Kurt kept an eye on Dave, they could always head back should he need them.

Carol smiled at Miriam. "You know, maybe Kurt is right. I am sure he will take good care of Dave while we're out. Most likely he just needs to sleep it off and I am sure Kurt would call us straight away should there be any issues. And it would do you some good to get your mind off things."

"Yes, of course I would." Kurt confirmed. Miriam was still not convinced but a pleading look by Paul made her agree reluctantly. Dave was her baby but she knew he was not a baby anymore and she will have to learn to let go. "Ok, but Kurt, please promise me you will call if anything happens whatsoever."

Kurt nodded enthusiastically. "I promise. But I really think he will be fine."
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Half an hour later the parents were all happily out of the door and Kurt went into the kitchen to get a glass of water for Dave. As far as he could tell Dave didn't have anything to drink all day apart from the sip in the morning. He was determined to make Dave drink this water one way or another. He would just have to give his best bitch impression. No one could outlast Kurt when it came to being stubborn.

Kurt walked back down to his room. His mission was to get Dave to talk. Dave was still in the embryonic position he basically had spent all day in and from what Kurt could tell he had not moved at all since he last checked on him about an hour ago. Kurt had more than respected his need to be alone but now that Dave looked like he had gone catatonic Kurt knew he had to get him to open up. He just didn't know how to.

"Dave? Our parents have gone out for the evening." He informed him. Let him know that it was safe to talk should he want to. "I promised your mom and dad that I would look after you so please don't make me out to be a liar and have some water. You haven't had anything to eat or drink all day."

Dave didn't acknowledge Kurt. Could everyone just leave him alone? His mom fussing over him all day and now Kurt seemed to be taking over her job. Why didn't they get that he just needed to be alone. That he was not worth all this attention. That he was just a weirdo, a reject, someone that deserved to be abandoned.

Kurt placed the glass of water on the nightstand and took a gamble sitting himself down at the edge of Dave's bed.

Dave felt the bed dip and could feel himself tense up. He didn't turn around though. Maybe if he kept on ignoring Kurt he would go away again. It had worked well so far. Well, if Kurt valued his health he would leave. Dave had felt the anger and fear bubbling under the surface all day and he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't explode should Kurt decide to mention IT.

Kurt sighed. Well, at least Dave hadn't pushed him off. If Dave didn't want to talk, fine, maybe he was willing to listen. Kurt had done some research on the net during the day and had come across some interesting blogs by some other gay teen athletes. Most of them like Dave had felt the need to stay in the closet and it had opened up Kurt's eyes to the pressure someone like Dave was facing from friends and society. But there were also the few brave ones who had come out and Kurt was sure Dave would find those ones inspiring to read. But first of all Dave needed to come out of his self inflicted coma.

"Look, Dave, … I know things must be very confusing right now but I really think holding it all in can't be healthy, maybe talking about…"

Dave groaned. Kurt thought it was good for him to talk? What fairytale world did he live in? You talk about it and then everything will be rainbows and sunshine? The guy really had no idea did he?

"What exactly do you want me to talk about?" Dave snarled as he turned himself around staring at Kurt for the first time today. He knew the anger would take hold of him sooner or later and in a way it felt good shouting at someone.

"What do you want to hear? That I'm like you? That I like to sing and dance? That I like dick? … That… that that fucking hand job your friend gave me was the fucking best orgasm I ever had … and I want to do it again and again? Because if that's what you're waiting to hear you're going to be disappointed. I'm not going to say any of that. All I want is to forget about it and have my normal life back." Dave took a few deep breaths to try and control his sudden rage.

Kurt could hear the menace and self-loathing in Dave's voice and it made him both scared and broke his heart. Why did Dave hate his true self so much? His parents seemed ok with Kurt. Was it really all down to peer pressure? And if so what sick world did they live in?

Kurt swallowed and calmly said "I didn't expect you to say any of those things Dave, just to talk about what's going on inside of you. I am trying to understand … and despite what you feel now you know that one day things will get better and…"

"Don't you DARE give me the 'it gets better' speech, or I'll punch you!" Dave growled out. "Just so you know, for some people it does not get better! Just look at me Kurt. I am a 220 pounds football player. Guys like me are not supposed to be into other dudes. Guys like me are supposed to watch sports, drink beer, made rude jokes and try to get the hottest cheerleader possible. We are not supposed to be like you! You probably came out of the womb wearing scarves and singing show tunes but me? I am just sick. I am not a proper guy and I can't even be a prissy fairy and …" It finally came spilling out of Dave. All the reasons why he couldn't be what his body was trying to tell him he was. Everything he knew about gays, every stereotype he had ever come across fit Kurt perfectly but not someone like him.

Kurt jumped back a bit at the force of Dave's outburst. But at least he got Dave talking and he suddenly had a very good idea what was wrong. Dave had no real concept about being gay and the idea of not fitting the stereotype of either a jock or gay, had him petrified and stuck in some self inflicted prison. Kurt chose to ignore Dave's derogatory comments, as difficult as that was. Instead Kurt got up from the bed and picked up Dave's clothes from the floor where he had discarded them last night and tossed them at Dave.

Dave stared at Kurt bewildered.

"Get changed. We're going out." Kurt ordered him. "I take it you've got a fake ID like any responsible 17 year old would."

"What? Why?"

Kurt took a step towards Dave again. He looked directly in Dave's bloodshot tired eyes. "Because… you… David… need a change of perspective! And I am going to give it to you. So come on. I won't take no for an answer!"

Dave was gaping at Kurt and to say he was taken by surprise would be an understatement. He had mentally prepared himself for a verbal fight with Kurt but this…. Kurt out of the blue threw him a curve ball and he didn't know how to react.

He could stay here and mope but he had the distinct feeling that Kurt would not get off his back … and he really didn't want to end up punching the guy in his own house… or he could go and see whatever it was that Kurt was planning on showing him. Maybe there would be booze and booze would be about the only thing that could get him out of this bed right now. He surely could do with getting drunk.

"Is there going to be drinks?" Dave asked.

"Yes, and I promise you I'll buy you your first drink as long as you get yourself out of that bed and under the shower. You have 20 minutes to get ready." Kurt looked at Dave with his 'I mean business so don't mess with me' look and Dave didn't quite know why but he walked into the bathroom and got himself ready.

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Kurt had left Dave's parents a message on their phone as well as a written one on the kitchen table; saying that Dave was feeling a lot better and they didn't need to worry anymore but that they both were really tired and had already gone to bed. He knew he was taking a big risk. Should any of their parents decide to check on them they would find the beds empty and Kurt didn't want to think of the possible consequences that might have. But the second the plan had formed in his head, he knew it was worth taking that risk.

About an hour later they pulled into the car park of what looked like a bar/nightclub? Dave wasn't quite sure. "What is this place?" Dave asked.

"This David … is Scandals, Lima's finest address for anything gay," Kurt informed Dave. He had thought for a moment not to tell Dave until they were inside but decided to go with the truth.

Dave's face contorted into almost comical shock. "Wait… what… you're not expecting me to… go inside?" Dave could feel the cold panic creeping up his spine. It had happened so many times in the last couple of days, he really should be used to it by now.

"Yes, David, I expect you to go inside with me." Dave was about to open his mouth in protest but Kurt placed his finger over his mouth and shushed him.

"And before you say anything… I promise you we can leave any time you want, but…just come inside with me for a bit. What have you got to lose? No one knows you here. But you might possibly have so much to gain… seeing that gays come in all shapes and sizes." Just as on cue a big burly guy was walking out of Scandals and headed for his motor bike.

Kurt gave a silent thanks to whatever deity there might be listening to him. "Look," he said pointing to the big beefy man, who had at least another 30 lbs on Dave, Kurt guessed. "Does that look like your stereotypical gay?"

Dave let his eyes wander to where Kurt was pointing and gasped. "You're telling me that guy is…?"

"Yes, Dave, he most certainly is … he is what you call a bear…and just so you know, you can say the word, you won't go up in flames."

Dave really, really didn't want to laugh but a small giggle escaped him as he bit his tongue.

"Bear?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I know, still a bit stereotypical that there is this need to define people based on their looks and body shape but… that's not the point I am trying to get across here. My point is that there isn't just one type of gay. What you most likely know from TV and magazines is just a small part of it."

Dave watched the guy put on his helmet and zip up his jacket before mounting his bike and revving it up. He still found it hard to believe that that guy could be gay.

"Well? Ready to go in?" Kurt enquired hopeful.

Dave couldn't believe that he was actually contemplating going in but now that he was here and after seeing that guy he had to admit he was curious. And Kurt was right no one knew him here. It would be safe. He turned to Kurt and nodded. "Yes, although I can't guarantee I won't bolt once inside."

Kurt beamed warmly at Dave. Dave actually was displaying a little cute nervous smile on his face and he had a pretty smile Kurt thought. Kurt wondered whether this was the first time he had actually seen him smile.

"Come on then before you change your mind!" Kurt got out of the car and motioned for Dave to follow him.

Dave could feel the cold sweat building up on his skin and his heart rate going up with every step he took towards the entrance. His body wanted to run but he decided not to listen to it. 'Deep breath.' he kept telling himself. It would be alright, 'no one knows you here,' he had to remind himself over and over again.

The guy at the door hardly even glanced at their IDs and waved them through.

They stepped into a big room which pretty much looked like your average bar if it hadn't been for the above average percentage of males, interspersed with a few women and some glamorous drag queens.

Dave's eyes darted around nervously, as if waiting for something bad to happen. Surely someone would jump out at him at any moment telling him that he was not welcomed here and when he felt people's eyes on him as he walked towards the bar he felt justified in his apprehension.

Kurt could feel Dave's nerves radiating off of him and nudged him to get his attention. "How about that drink I promised you?" he asked trying to get Dave's mind on different things.

"'K" Dave replied eyes fixed straight at the bar as though it was his save haven. Kurt ordered a beer and a diet coke and passed the bottle to Dave.

"How you're holding up?" Kurt asked Dave as he took a sip of his drink and took in the atmosphere of the place. It was busy as was to be expected for a Saturday night and to Kurt's relief the crowd was fairly mixed.

"I don't know" Dave answered truthfully. He still felt like on display and wished he could just disappear.

"Well, maybe let's start by just looking around. You surely must have noticed the varying degrees in ages and sizes."

Encouraged by Kurt's words Dave dared to look around properly, to really look at the guys who seemed so confident in who they were. He could make out quite a few couples and the dance floor was buzzing with people. It all seemed so normal here in this setting. But he still felt out of place. He had felt the eyes of people looking him up and down judgingly as he walked in and he was sure that he didn't meet the mark. How could he? Yes, there were a few other bigger guys but still they looked like they fitted in and Dave couldn't shift the feeling that he just didn't.

"I just wished people wouldn't be staring at me. Is it that obvious that I don't really belong here?" Dave huffed out feeling more and more self-conscious.

Kurt smirked. He would have to put Dave straight about why he was the centre of everyone's attention… and he would relish doing so.

"Actually Dave, if you don't mind me telling you… the guys were definitely eyeing you up but not for the reasons you think…." He looked at Dave with a seductive smile and waited for the penny to drop.

It took about a minute before Dave's face changed into one of utter disbelief and he turned bright red. "No… you're not implying that…" he choked out.

Kurt nodded grinning wildly now. "Oh… you bet I am! The second you walked through that door half the guys were literally drooling. I'd say a guy like you would be hot property here."

"Yeah, sure…" Dave whined out, feeling very awkward at the idea of anyone looking at him like that. "I think this would be the time for me to bolt, only…"

Kurt looked at Dave questioningly. "Only?"

"I need to finish my beer first." Dave said a small smile ghosting over his still tense face.

Kurt couldn't help but grin at him. This was going better than he could have hoped for. He had assumed Dave would indeed run the second he set foot in the bar. He heaved a sigh of relief and looked up into Dave's eyes before quickly averting his gaze. Dave had beautiful eyes was a thought that had flashed through his mind out of nowhere.

Dave settled himself on one of the bar stools and went back to observing everything that was going on around him. Kurt sat himself down next to Dave and let his knee nudge Dave's, letting him know he was here should he want to talk, but for now Kurt knew Dave just needed time to absorb.

Dave wondered if any of these burly looking guys used to play sports in high school like him and when they had come out. Surely it couldn't be as easy as walking into a gay bar and then self acceptance and everything else will just follow suit. He knew he could never do this in his home town and it made him sad. Because right now he sort of felt like he could breathe for the first time in years. Like this big burden had lifted just that little bit of his shoulders.

Kurt nudged him again and snapped Dave out of his musings. "I need to head for the bathroom. You're ok here for a minute?"

Dave didn't know if he would be but what could he say?" Yeah, sure" he replied and watched Kurt walk away. For the first time he allowed himself to really look at Kurt and he had to admit that Kurt was absolutely stunning. The grace with which he moved, the way his eyes sparkled, and Dave had to mentally kick himself. No, he would not think of Kurt like that; he didn't want to think of any guy like that! But here in the safe environment of the bar he found it hard to stop his mind wandering to 'what if's.'

Dave took the last sip of his beer and was contemplating whether to get another one. He had wanted to leave after the one beer but now he wouldn't mind staying a bit longer.

He was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he didn't notice the figure sitting himself down next to him.

"Hey, you're new here?" a nice smooth voice asked him.

Dave's eyes shot up and were met with the green eyes of a guy, probably around his age.

Dave scratched his neck nervously. "Yeah, is it that obvious?" he replied. Dave for a split second had toyed with the idea of ignoring the guy but something inside him made him answer.

"Well, yes, but also I pretty much know all the regulars here and… believe me… I would remember if I had seen you before," the stranger said grinning appreciatively at Dave.

Dave gulped. He didn't really know what to reply to that. Was the guy trying to flirt with him? He was light years out of his comfort zone here.

The stranger held out his hand. "Hi, my name's Sebastian and you are?"

Dave took his hand and gave it a tentative shake before quickly removing his hand again. "I'm Dave."

"Well, Dave, nice to meet you. So is this your actual first time in a gay bar?" Sebastian enquired.

Dave nodded his head in acknowledgement, looking at Sebastian and biting his bottom lip nervously.

"Oh, well that's great and don't worry... I vividly remember my first time coming here. I think I literally felt sick and almost didn't go in. So I know how you must feel at the moment. Let me tell you, it gets easier," Sebastian said trying to put the cute guy in front of him at ease.

Dave let out a tight laugh at that. Was everyone tonight trying to convince him that things will get better? "Well, if you say so" he said looking at Sebastian.

"Sure it will!" Sebastian gave Dave a little nudge. "Can I buy you a drink?" Sebastian asked.

Oh! A guy buying him a drink? Dave wasn't really sure he would be comfortable with that. And he thought about running for a second. 'But where to?' He asked himself. He was tired of running. So instead he smiled at Sebastian.

"Mhh, I think I'm ok, thanks" Dave said.

"Na, don't be silly. It's beer isn't it," Sebastian said grinning and he waved at the bartender ordering two beers and handing on of the bottles to Dave.

"Thanks I guess" Dave said as he took the bottle and giving Sebastian as shy smile.

"Now, here's to first times!" Sebastian toasted and clanked his bottle against Dave's.

"First times" Dave nodded and took a swig from his bottle and he let himself smile at Sebastian.

Kurt came out of the bathroom and headed for the bar. He stopped in his tracks when he saw David talking to a guy. And he was actually talking not just being talked at… and he was smiling! Wow, he definitely hadn't expected that. It seemed like Dave was getting comfortable rather quickly. Kurt didn't know why he felt a little bit upset at that. He should be happy for Dave. He definitely didn't have a claim on Dave. He didn't even like him until today.

He decided to hang back for now and give Dave some space, but to keep an eye on him in case it looked like he freaked out or needed some rescuing. Some guys in here could be rather persistent, as he only knew to well from personal experience.

"So what's your story then? If you're ok telling me, that is?" Sebastian asked as his eyes were still zoned in on Dave. There was something nice about him Sebastian thought. Maybe it was his coy demeanour under this clearly tough exterior. It was endearing. Sebastian, like probably half the guys in the bar, had noticed Dave the second he had walked in. He had wanted to talk to him straight away but initially thought he was with that other guy but after he had observed them for a while concluded that they didn't seem like a couple so Sebastian thought it was worth taking a shot.

"Not much to tell really" Dave said.

"How about your friend you came in with? Is he someone special?" Sebastian couldn't help but ask, just to be sure.

Dave coughed at that." NO, … I mean we're not like that … but it was him who dragged me here tonight and I have to say despite everything I think I am actually grateful he did. He had to put up with a lot of shit from me over the last couple of days."

"A good friend then! I think we all need people like that in our lives, who are willing to put up with us regardless."

"I don't know if I can say he is a good friend. I've only known him for three days."

Sebastian's eyes bulged out. "Wow, really? You two seemed rather close earlier."

"Well, let's say the three days have been rather intense." Dave started wondering where the hell Kurt had actually gone to. Surely it couldn't take that long to go to the bathroom. He let his eyes wander and saw him dancing on the dance floor and couldn't help but smile. Kurt looked up at him and waved and Dave waved back.

Kurt took that as his cue to rejoin Dave and whoever the other guy was.

"Hey Kurt, that's Sebastian. Sebastian … Kurt" Dave introduced them to each other remembering his manners.

"Hi nice to meet you" Sebastian smiled and Kurt returned the smile. "Nice to meet you too."

"You looked like you had fun there on the dance floor." Sebastian commented.

"Yeah, well that's me. Can't resist a good tune." Kurt ordered himself another drink. "Dave, you want another beer?" he asked.

"Erm, I'm fine, Sebastian just bought me one."

Kurt smirked. "Ok."

They spent the next half an hour or so just chatting and telling Sebastian briefly about how they ended up together. Kurt couldn't help but notice the way Sebastian was looking at Dave ever so often and it bothered him. It shouldn't he kept reminding himself. Dave looked happier than ever and was actually opening up and talking. But still, he kind of felt left out at times. Not that Sebastian was rude, he did involve Kurt in the conversation but still it was obvious that he only had eyes for Dave and Kurt's insides were protesting at that.

They shared another round of drinks. At one point Sebastian tried to convince Dave to go and dance with him and Kurt took great joy in watching Dave wriggle his way out of it. Dave could be really cute and funny when he wasn't trying to hide behind some bad ass exterior Kurt observed happily. Before any of them realised it was time for the bar to close and they headed out to the car park.

"It was nice meeting you Kurt" Sebastian said turning to Kurt before his attention shifted to Dave. Sebastian's face turned into a warm smile. "And it was nice meeting you Dave. Now, I don't know if I'm out of line here but … I wouldn't mind meeting up again one of these days … If you want to that is."

Dave stared at Sebastian, jaw hanging open. Did Sebastian just ask him out? What would a guy like Sebastian want with him and … he looked at Kurt and saw his bemused expression on his face. He didn't want to upset Kurt and… why would it upset Kurt if he would meet up with another guy? And why would Dave care what Kurt was thinking anyway? And why was he more concerned with Kurt's reaction than actually freaking out about even considering going to meet up with another guy? Dave's head was hurting from too much beer and too much thinking.

"Mhh,…" Dave croaked.

"Tell you what, I give you my number and leave it up to you. No pressure. If you do great … if you don't I understand." Sebastian pulled out a piece of paper and rummaged in his bag for a pen and writing down his number, handing the paper to Dave.

"Night. I hope to hear from you." Sebastian said with a wink before heading to his car.

Kurt stared at Dave and wasn't sure if Dave was still breathing or not. He just stood there like a statue, the piece of paper in his hand.

"Dave? You're ok? You're kind of freaking me out here." Kurt laughed anxiously.

"Erm? Oh… yeah, I don't know. Can you please explain to me what just happened?"

Kurt giggled. "Well from where I was standing it looked like Sebastian just hit on you."

Dave groaned. "Oh, it wasn't just me hearing things then? What am I going to do? I am NOT ready for any of this." And his face changed and his breathing sped up.

"Dave, Dave, listen to me… there is no right or wrong way about this… you take as much time as you need… You don't need to do anything. If you're not ready, Sebastian said he would understand … and it's not like you would be running into him every day … just promise me you won't be going catatonic on me again. Please talk to me about what's going on. Ok?"

"Ok, I think I can do that." Dave agreed. "And… Kurt…"

"Yes" Kurt's bright eyes were looking into Dave's and he noticed that even in the relative dark of the car park they were a beautiful shade of hazel.

"Thanks for today."

"You're more than welcome. Now let's get back home and try to sneak back to my room without waking the parents!"
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They managed successfully to slip into the house which was no easy feat as Dave was rather giddy from the alcohol, which was not surprising with the lack of food in his system, and Kurt more than once had to shush him as they made their way downstairs.

They got changed quickly and Kurt noticed that Dave seemed to be a lot more comfortable around him; they even shared the sink while brushing their teeth, something Kurt had thought impossible as recent as yesterday.

They crawled into their respective beds and Kurt sighed contented. "Night Dave."

When Dave didn't reply Kurt turned around and noticed Dave perched on the side of his bed, looking rather lost. Kurt shot up and headed over sitting himself down next to him.

"What is it Dave? You promised me you would talk to me!"

Dave looked at Kurt and suddenly his eyes were filling with tears. His throat was closing up but he needed to get this out. He had felt like an idiot all night for how he had behaved towards Kurt.

"Kurt… I'm so sorry… I'm so sorry for all the crap I've put you through over the last couple of days and…"

Kurt took Dave's hand in his and made him look at him. "I know Dave and it's ok…"

"NO, it's not ok but… thanks. I don't think many people would have bothered with me after all that." He started to cry full on now but he didn't care if Kurt saw him. Kurt had had more than one opportunity to throw things back in his face if he wanted to. Truth was that Dave was starting to trust Kurt and that helped him to just let go of all the pain and frustration that was still inside of him.

Kurt was overwhelmed by the sudden outburst and pulled Dave in for a hug. Dave let his head fall against Kurt's shoulder and wrapped his arms around him, while he continued to sob. Kurt was tracing soothing patterns on his back and letting him get it all out until eventually Dave got too tired to cry and curled himself back in his bed. Kurt tucked him in and placed a little peck on his forehead, wiping away the last stray tears with his thumb before heading back to his own bed.

A/N 2: Hope you liked all the Kurtofsky interaction :) and that the story development and pace was believable (in my mind Dave's big wakeup call really broke down his walls in a dramatic way and part of him doesn't want to hurt anymore and he is basically like a little kid just taking in all this new information and trying to figure out what to do with it)

And how about Sebastian? I had to throw him in the mix. In this story he is kind of a nice guy so let's see if Dave will take him up on his offer…