Title: Strings
Author: J.J. Smith (Mobyluv on Tumblr)
Beta: my lovely Dalek sister (Hikari-chu on Tumblr)
Rating: T (may get higher later on)
Pairing: Kurtofsky (eventually), Klaine, Finnchel, Blinn, Faberry, Brittana, Samcedes, Merzimio, Tike, Barole and several others.
Genre: Supernatural/Romance
Warning: Character death in later chapter
Spoilers: AU from the end of season two mostly, some references to season three.
Disclaimer: Not mine, or Glee would have more continuity and a lot more Dave.
Summary: This story takes place in a world where roughly 9 out of 10 people have some superpower. Kurt gets his power and can now see the Strings Of Fate that connect two soul the beautiful future he wanted to share with Blaine collapses.
A/N: I'm uploading a new story that takes place in this universe in a few minutes, Mirror. It's about Quinn and her power. It'll be Faberry. If you like that pairing I hope you'll check it out.
Chapter 7
When Kurt reached Dave's house, he was greeted by Lexie. Seeing the young girl immediately made him smile.
"Kurt!" Lexie skipped to Kurt's car.
"Hey, Lexie."
"Dave said you were coming over, so I waited for you!" She hugged Kurt around his middle.
"That's so sweet of you." Kurt stroked her hair. He was genuinely touched by the little girl waiting for him.
"Dave said you were sad. Is that true?" She looked at him with her big, blue eyes.
"Unfortunately, yes, it's true."
"You should get Dave to hug you. He always hugs me when I'm sad and his hugs are the best in the entire world!"
"He doesn't have to. Really, I'll be fine."
"No, he has to. You'll feel better." She grabbed Kurt's hand and dragged him along. "Come with me."
"I'm not getting out of this, am I?"
"No. Dave's going to make you feel better!"
Kurt couldn't get annoyed with the girl; she was simply too adorable and her intentions were so good. Plus, a small part of him was curious. Were Dave's hugs really as good as Lexie had said? He quietly followed the girl through the backdoor into the kitchen where Dave was busy cooking.
"Dave, Kurt's here!" Lexie exclaimed. "He's sad and I told him that you'd give him a hug to make him feel better."
Dave turned around at that. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea, Lexie. I don't think Kurt wants me to."
"He does! He'll feel better. I always feel better when you hug me," Lexie said, stubbornly.
"I already told her that I didn't need a hug but I doubt she's going to take no for an answer." Kurt walked over to Dave. "I am a bit curious now, though. Are your hugs really that good?" Kurt asked in a teasing tone.
"I don't know."
"Why don't you hug me and I'll tell you?"
Dave awkwardly put his arms around Kurt.
"Relax. I won't bite." Kurt whispered in his ear. That made all the difference. Dave relaxed, holding Kurt close to him.
Lexie was right; this did make him feel better. Kurt felt safe in those big, strong arms. He felt like nothing and no one could hurt him. For the first time that day he felt safe enough to cry. He let go, sobbing into Dave's chest.
Dave didn't speak; he gently rubbed up and down Kurt's back. Lexie came up to them and hugged Kurt as well. The three of them stood there for a few minutes.
"Thank you. I needed that." Kurt didn't really want to pull away from Dave's arms but he feared the food might burn if left unattended much longer. "You should get back to cooking though."
"Shit. I completely forgot." Dave quickly turned back to the stove. "I know you didn't come here to see me cook. I'm sorry but my dad has to work overtime today. I only got the message after I got home. That means I have to take care of my sister."
"It's okay. You look good in the apron."
"I'm… I'm wearing the pink apron, aren't I?"
"Yep."
"In my defense it was a gift. And…"
"Dave, I wear skirts to school. You really don't have to defend wearing a pink apron. I won't tell anyone."
"Thanks."
"Besides, it really looks good on you."
Dave continued cooking with a blush on his face.
"Kurt, can I ask you something?" Lexie asked.
"Sure sweetie." Kurt pulled out a chair and sat down at the kitchen table. "Come sit here with me so we're not in your brother's way."
"Okay." Lexie sat down next to Kurt. "You said that you like boys last night."
"Yes…" Kurt had a feeling he knew where this was going.
"I told my friends today that I knew someone who liked boys but also is a boy and they said that it was wrong. Are you wrong?"
"Oh, sweetie, I… eh… some people think that it's wrong for a boy to like a boy or a girl to like a girl. I don't think it's wrong for me to like a boy. When you're in love it doesn't matter whether it's with a boy or with a girl. What do you think?"
Lexie took a moment to think. She said the next words with so much determination that Kurt was speechless. "I think you are very nice. And if you like boys that doesn't matter because you're still nice. So it doesn't matter."
"That's… wow… you're really smart."
"Are people mean to you because you like boys?"
"Sometimes."
"Are they mean to your boyfriend?"
"I don't have a boyfriend anymore. He broke up with me today."
"Is that why you were sad?"
"Yes."
"Lexie, maybe it's better if you talk about something else now." Dave advised.
"Okay."
Kurt silently thanked Dave. He really wasn't ready to talk about Blaine yet.
"Does my brother have a girlfriend?"
"I know he dated Santana last year but I don't think he's dating anyone at the moment."
"Why not? He's really nice!"
"I know he's nice but… not everyone has a girlfriend or a boyfriend."
"Why don't you date Dave?"
At that moment Dave dropped his spoon. "Shit!"
"I'll help you!" Kurt quickly jumped up to help him.
"I got it." Dave said but Kurt was already next to him.
"So, what are you cooking?" Kurt was desperate for a change in the conversation.
"We're eating spaghetti tonight. I'm making the sauce." Dave got what Kurt was trying to do and happily went along with it.
"It smells good. Do you cook often?"
"Only when my dad is working. He loves to cook. He always goes on and on about how he wanted to become a chef."
"So he's a good cook?"
"Yeah."
"You're lucky; my dad is rubbish. He considers ordering pizza cooking."
"I imagine Hudson's the same?"
"Worse. Carol's an amazing cook, though."
"I remember." At Kurt's confused look Dave continued. "Finn and I used to be friends. I ate at his place all the time."
"I didn't know."
"Yeah, well now you do."
"You haven't answered my question yet." Lexie piped in.
"Your brother and I are just friends. Besides, he's not gay."
"Lex, why don't you go play in your room?" Dave suggested. Lexie left reluctantly. "Sorry about her, she's a bit too curious."
"You don't have to apologize. It's not like you asked those questions. And hey, at least you know she's okay with people being gay. That must be a relief."
"I'm not ready to come out yet."
"I know but when you are ready to come out, your sister will still love you."
Dave didn't say anything but the smile on his face spoke for him.
"Anything I can do to help with dinner?" Kurt offered.
"Yeah." Dave gave Kurt instructions and told him where everything was in the kitchen. It was surprisingly fun to cook together.
"What was it like for you when you came out to your dad? If you don't mind me asking."
"It was scary. Really scary." Kurt remembered that evening all too well. "You read all these stories about gay kids being kicked out and I was so afraid that would happen to me. I know my dad, and I knew he wouldn't do that but that fear was still there. It was such a relief when I told him, though. He said he'd always known."
"I guess it's easier for you. People expect it. I mean, no offense, but look at the way you dress. And then look at me. I'm this big jock. I should be trying to sneak a peek under the cheerios' skirts and instead I'm checking out Sam's ass."
"His ass is fine, though." Kurt laughed. "Have you seen him shirtless? Wow, just wow. Such a shame he plays for the other team."
"Are you sure he's straight?"
"He's dating Mercedes so I'm guessing he is. Besides, I confronted him last year; he wouldn't even admit he dyed his hair."
"Shame. At least the hottest guy in school is gay."
"Who?" Kurt asked, intrigued.
"You."
"No, I'm not... I'm adorable. Cute, even. But hot? No... Definitely not."
"Dude, are you blind or something?"
"Don't call me dude!"
"Okay, I won't. But please believe me when I say you are the hottest guy in school. Two years ago you were cute, now you're smoking hot."
"I..." Kurt bit his lip, his cheeks colored bright red. "Thanks, I guess."
"Blaine never told you?"
"No." Kurt whispered the next words. "You really think I'm hot?"
"Yes. Deal with it."
Kurt looked pleased. "I'm hot."
"Don't let it get to your head."
"Too late. I'll be parading my hotness all over town now."
"How is that any different from your usual lifestyle?"
"I don't go parading myself all over town on a daily basis."
"No, but you do look hot all day."
"As much as I'm enjoying this flattery, I should probably head home. I don't want dad and Finn to eat pizza two days in a row."
"Okay. I'll walk you to your car."
"Thanks for making me feel better."
"Anytime."
