It's short but I wanted to get it out before I had to leave. Enjoy! The next one should come soon, I think.

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It had been approximately a week since the kiss. Kurt and Dave had spent almost every night together on Kurt's couch. They hadn't really talked about it, but in some way they both accepted that they were moving forward. Into what, Kurt wasn't sure.

Watching movies at Kurt's was lovely and Dave had been so incredibly helpful with helping him unpack, but now Kurt wanted to go out. He wanted to go dancing with Dave, who had no objections when Kurt proposed the idea. So that is how the two men ended up at the same club they'd met at that first night, surrounded by gyrating bodies and alcohol.

Kurt didn't want to drink, but Dave had had a rough day and felt that indulging in some numbing booze was just the right treatment. He ordered a beer at the bar and Kurt hopped onto a stool. "Loud," he yelled, nodding at the dance floor. Dave had to agree, the music was really loud. It always was. "Dance with me, Dave!" Kurt pulled on Dave's arm and hopped off the barstool. Dave looked a little nervous but followed him anyway, nursing his beer.

"I really need to be more drunk for this!" Dave smirked at Kurt, taking a sip of his beer, as if to punctuate his comment.

Kurt laughed, moving to the beat, "Oh please! I'm not that bad."

"I wasn't talking about you, Kurt." Dave shimmied a little and Kurt had to admit the big man did look a little funny. Not that he would ever say so because this was really fun and the bigger man's pride wouldn't let himself continue if Kurt began laughing at him.

Four hours later Kurt was hauling a giggling, drunk Dave out of the club. "C'mon, Dave, lets go." He was really glad Dave still had some of his motor skills because there was no way Kurt would have been able to drag him out of the building, across the parking lot, and into the car if the man had been unable to carry himself.

"Kurt th't w's fun. We-we should go again. Like right now." Dave nodded enthusiastically, hugging Kurt.

"How about we just go now, hmm, Dave? I think that's enough fun for tonight." Kurt was an interesting mixture of mostly amused and a little annoyed. After a few beers Dave had started hugging people. It was all very disconcerting and after a couple people got more handsy than Kurt liked he'd decided it was time to go, like now. "Come on, Dave, get in the car." Kurt tsked as Dave refused to climb into the passenger seat.

"But I dun wanna leeeaaave." Dave frowned.

"Please, Dave, I promise you will feel differently in the morning. Just get in the car." Kurt breathed a sigh of relief as the larger man obeyed because really, Kurt was not going to be able to make Dave do anything he didn't want to do.

Kurt went around to the other side after he closed the door and hopped into the driver's seat. He looked over at Dave, who had his brows furrowed confusedly. "Dave?" Dave grunted in recognition but didn't look any less perplexed. "Dave, what's the problem?"

"I forgot how." He waved his right hand and Kurt noticed that he had the seatbelt in it. He let out a burst of laughter and leaned over to grab the metal device.

Dave inhaled when Kurt's hair was in his face. "Mmm, you smell gooood. You smell just like Kurt. He smells good." Dave closed his eyes and grabbed Kurt's hair in his left hand before nuzzling his face in it.

Kurt froze, his hand on the seatbelt. He attempted to straighten himself but Dave wouldn't release him. "…Dave?" Dave made a noise of acknowledgement. "Dave you need to let go, I need to drive."

"But smells good. I dun wanna." He wrapped his arms around Kurt and moved his face against Kurt's hair.

"Dave, please? I need to drive you home." Dave reluctantly let go and Kurt buckled him in. "Dave, I need you to tell me where you live," he added, pulling out of the parking lot.

"I live in Ohio." Dave closed his eyes as his head lulled to the side and he leaned on the window.

Kurt bit back a retort, "Your address, Dave, I need your address."

"One, four, five, six, two, Brower road." Dave mumbled, not opening his eyes.

"Dave." Kurt sighed exasperatedly. "Your address, not mine, that's my address."

"No 's not. I live at one, four, five, six, two, Brower road."

"Dave, that's where I live, where do you live?"

"That's my house."

"No, Dave," Kurt rolled his eyes, "that's my apartment. Where do you live?" Kurt's question only met silence. "Dave?" Kurt glanced over. Dave was breathing softly, he had fallen asleep. Kurt groaned and decided to just take him to his apartment.

When they got there, Kurt turned off the ignition and looked over. Dave was still sleeping. Kurt bit his lip, trying to figure out how he was going to get him inside. It was a really good thing Kurt lived on the bottom floor or else they'd never make it.

Kurt stepped out of the driver's seat and locked the door, moving around to the other side of the car. He opened it and winced as Dave's head dropped heavily onto his shoulder. Kurt had forgotten Dave was leaning on the car door.

Dave moaned irritably. "Wha?" He raised his head and blinked groggily.

"Let's go inside," Kurt told him. Thankfully, this time Dave remembered how to unbuckle himself and he leaned heavily on Kurt as he stumbled out of the car and toward the apartment.

"See? Told you this was my house." Dave mumbled sleepily and Kurt's shoulders shook as he laughed. "Stop that," Dave muttered, "'S making my head feel weird."

"Oh trust me, it's going to feel a lot worse tomorrow." Dave frowned at this. "I need you to get off me for a minute, Dave, lean against the wall so I can unlock the door."

"No. 'S my house and I'll open it." Dave fumbled in his pocket for a long time and held up his keys triumphantly. The distraction had been enough for Kurt to get his own out and open the door. "I do it." Dave reiterated and attempted to stick his own key in the already open door. "'S not working." Dave frowned. "Why's it not working, Kurt?"

Dave looked so upset that Kurt couldn't help but want to console the poor man. "It's not working because, um, because you already opened it… with magic… and so now it doesn't need keys."

"Okay," Dave looked at him warily, like he didn't really believe the story, but he stumbled into the dark apartment anyway.

Kurt took Dave to his bed. It was pressed up against a wall and there was a nightstand on the side that wasn't. It was also the closest sleeping place to the bathroom. Kurt hoped that Dave wouldn't drunkenly roll off the bed and injure himself if he placed him near the wall. "You okay sleeping in here, Dave?" He asked the other man, who seemed to be dozing while standing up.

"Of course," he mumbled, "'S my house. My room. Mine." Kurt couldn't help but be reminded of a small child. Everything was yours when you were little, except the broken things. Dave shuffled forward and pulled Kurt over to the bed and collapsed onto it. "You're mine, too." Kurt's eyes widened a little in shock as Dave nuzzled the hand he was dragging. "You can sleep here, too, 'kay?"

"Um." Kurt swallowed and pulled his hand out of Dave's grasp and backed away a little. "I don't think that's a good idea, Dave. I'll take the couch, okay?" Dave apparently didn't like that, because suddenly Kurt found himself face down on the mattress. Dave had yanked him forward and Kurt had fallen onto the bed beside him.

"No, stay," Dave mumbled.

"…Okay, Dave, I'll stay. At least until you fall asleep." Dave smiled in success and maneuvered underneath the covers. Kurt did the same and was fully intending to leave when Dave fell asleep when the larger of the two wrapped his arms around the smaller. Kurt tensed a little, he wasn't used to being this close to someone and Dave was pressed against him completely.

"Go t' sleep, Kurt." Dave grumbled sleepily and nuzzled his face into Kurt's hair. " G'night."

"Good night." Kurt whispered back, and despite the initial discomfort, he was getting sleepy. In a way it was actually very comforting to have someone else's warmth pressed up against you. He smiled into his pillow and drifted off.

Like I said, it was short.

Reviews/Comments/Critiques welcome!

I might go back and edit a couple things but I was in a hurry.