The Night and Days of Kurt: The Continuation
Author: GleekShip
Spoilers: Takes off from Season 2
Summary: The continuation of the Night and Days of Kurt. This time, the boys learn to deal with a public relationship . . . with a few bumps along the way.
Pairings: Kurt/Noah/Sam
The Night and Days of Kurt: The Continuation
Day #48: Part 2
KURT
"You too." Karofsky says with a smile before moving to slide in the booth next to Kurt.
Kurt eyes go wide and he quickly scoots over, plastering himself against the wall. "So . . . Dave, what are you doing here?" Kurt asks slowly.
"I just thought that I'd grab a bite to eat before I have to go home . . . alone." Dave says with a sad smile.
Kurt tries to match his smile, but Karofsky only smiles wider. "well Dave, I was actually about to leave and-"
"Are you sure?" Karofsky asks softly. "I'd hate to eat alone. It's nice to be able to eat with someone. Everyone else shuns me." Karofsky looks down.
Damn . . . heartstrings. Why do you make me feel sympathy?
"There . . . there." Kurt hesitantly reaches out and pats the boy awkwardly on the shoulder.
Karofsky pushes into the touch and lets out a sigh of content. "So what do you say Kurt. Have dinner with me?"
"I-uhh. I . . ." Kurt trails off, creeped out. "I can't. I'm already running late and-"
"Just a small meal then." Karofsky cuts him off with a smile.
"But it's really important." Kurt tries again.
"They'll understand." Karofsky simply says.
No they won't.
"But they're expecting me and-"
"Then call ahead." Karofsky is still smiling.
"I-I." Kurt shakes his head. "They-"
"Just thirty minutes." Karofsky smiles. "Just a dinner between friends."
A-ha.
"But I don't have any money." Kurt smiles to himself. "Yeah. I only came here to talk to Brittany before we were going to leave and-"
"I'll pay." Karofsky argues.
Kurt's smile drops.
Seriously? How many times can one guy say no without actually saying it. Understand my subtle tones.
Kurt's nose twitches, unable to find a way out without being rude. "Sure then. Why not?" Kurt forces a smile. "But nothing to expensive or fattening."
Dave chuckles before raising his hand to signal for a waiter. "Of course not. I would never want to ruin your figure. It's just too beautiful."
Dave is turned away so he doesn't see Kurt's horrified expression.
Oh my god. I think I might actually die. He's borderline psychotic. Maybe I've been to subtle.
"My figures not that great. Now I've seen some bodies that just will-" Karofsky cuts Kurt off by taking his hands.
"Kurt . . . you are the most beautiful person on earth. Don't ever put yourself, or allow someone else to put you down." Karofsky gives Kurt a soft smile before turning to the approaching waiter.
Kurt gulps
You know, he would be really, really sweet . . . if for the fact that he isn't insanely creepy. And borderline schizo.
"And what would you like Kurt?" Karofsky asks as he turns to look at Kurt. "Have anything you want. Like I said, I'm paying."
"Well thank you." Kurt says softly before ordering him some fries and chicken wings.
"I'm surprised you'd eat this stuff." Karofsky says with a smile.
"Well I work a lot of it off." Kurt says with a smirk. "My boyfriends make sure of that."
The smile from Karofsky's face drops. Kurt pretends not to notice and pulls out his phone, sending a quick text to Sam telling him that he's going to be late again.
"So how much longer do I have you here on your own?" Karofsky asks innocently.
Kurt forces himself to to twitch or fidget. "Only a bit longer. I have a stop to make before I turn in for the night."
"Oh." Dave's grin slowly gets darker. "How about I go with you? That way I can make sure you get home without any trouble."
Kurt's lip twitches. "I'll be fine. I'm not a girl after all."
He tenses as Karofsky's eyes roam up and down his body. "Of course not."
Kurt holds back a sneer as he turns back to his food. He purposely eats quick so the giant perv won't talk to him.
And eat disgustingly. Maybe that will throw him off.
"Kurt." Kurt's cut out of his daze by Karofsky's soft voice.
"Yes Dave." Kurt places a few fries back down before looking over at the boy.
Karofsky's smile is soft. "You . . . you gotta a little something . . . right . . ." Dave reaches out and the pad of his thumb moves slowly across Kurt's bottom lip, getting rid of a small amount of ketchup.
Eww. He touched me.
Kurt struggles to keep himself from shivering from under the touch. He thinks its over, but Karofsky's thumb moves down and his entire hand cups his chin.
Please tell me he's not going to-
Kurt barely lets the greasy breath hit his nostrils before he jumps back and groans as his head slams into the wall. "What on earth do you think you're doing?" Kurt's determined to ignore the pain.
"I thought you wanted to kiss me." Karofsky's hand drops from where Kurt left it hanging in the air.
"Why . . . why would I want you to do that? I have a boyfriend. Two of them in fact." Kurt adds as he holds up two fingers. "I've made it very clear that I've wanted to only be friends."
Karofsky's smile falls slightly. "What what about today? This dinner?"
Kurt lets out a shaky breath. "I was doing it to be nice. I tried many times to excuse myself politely, but you cut me off at every corner." Kurt shakes his head. "I love Noah and Sam. Kar-Dave," Kurt corrects himself. "You and I can only ever be friends. And not even that if you try and kiss me again."
Karofsky growls. "They don't deserve you. You deserve someone like-"
"Don't David." Kurt says with a low voice. "Don't you dare say what I think you were about to." Kurt grabs his phone from the table and looks to the bigger boy. "Can you please move? I'm already late to see my boyfriend and I don't want to keep him waiting."
Karofsky looks like he's going to say something, but stops with one look at Kurt's glare. He quickly slides out and Kurt is quicker to follow. He immediately steps away from the boy.
"Well Dave, some of this was fun, but I wouldn't like a repeat of other parts." Kurt says as politely as he can. "If you'd ever like to try and repeat those parts, I have two very protective boyfriends, a dad with a shotgun, a brother that would die for me and the entire glee club backing me up." Kurt threatens with a smile. "Please make sure it doesn't happen again."
Karofsky can only nod as Kurt starts walking away. Once outside, Kurt lets out a shaky breath.
Oh god. This . . . this is getting so much worse. Something needs to be done with that boy.
Kurt hops into his car, ready to head to his first destination of the night.
And done. So what do you think? I split this chapter up with the next part so I have something else to post later on. So leave me a nice long review on what you think. Check out the poll on my profile to pick the newest story from me.