Authors Note: Finally hit ten chapters! Thanks to everyone for sticking by with this fic, you're all amazing. And my wonderful readers/reviewers are just great. I wanna thank you all for the two hundred emails that flooded my email! Ahah. The song is "The Remedy" by Jason Mraz. Listen to it. Just do it. Kurt singing is italics, Dave singing is bold, and both of them is bold italics. I don't own Glee. I Wish I did, but I don't.

Kurt smiled as he slowly moved from that blissful state of sleep to waking up. His blankets were warm and fluffy over him and the sun was casting a wonderful deep honey color. He thought that it was the perfect way to wake up until Dave barreled into the bedroom, pressing the radio on as high as it could go.

"Good morning Kurtie!" he yelled loudly.

Kurt groaned and threw the closest object he could find at Dave's head before flopping onto his stomach and holding a pillow over his head.

"Well I saw fireworks from the freeway. And beyond closed eyes I cannot make them go away."

"C'mon Kurt! Listen to the beat! Get up!"

"I swear to fucking Gucci, David Karofsky! If you do not turn that shit off and let me sleep I will seriously Ki-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU NEANDERTHAL?"

Kurt say up quickly, sputtering on his words and wiping the cold water from his face. Dave took that opportunity to burst into hysterical laughter at Kurt's face. The smaller male growled and pushed his blankets back, sighing at the loss of his warm cocoon.

"I called your dad when I couldn't wake you up. He told me to blast music and if that didn't work to hit you with water." Dave shrugged as if they were discussing the weather and not the fact that Dave had just molested Kurt via water.

"And what is so important to wake me up on a Saturday at-" he glanced at the clock, "Six thirty in the morning!"

"Calm down prissy pants, we're going on another road trip."

Kurt groaned to himself and fell back on the pillows.

"Don't worry, either. The cars all fixed and I brought plenty of flashlights."

"I hate you, David."

"I know." He grinned before turning around and walking out the door.

Kurt groaned, pulling the pillow over his face. What did he do to deserve this?

After his normal morning skin care ritual Kurt did as instructed and put on his older jeans with a plain black t-shirt along with workers boots, matching Dave almost perfectly, except the other males shirt was white. He was totally fine with seeing the defined muscles through the sheer material.

About an hour after the entire morning fiasco, Kurt found himself in the passenger seat of the truck with Dave behind the wheel as always. He smiled softly as he sang under his breath the song from earlier that had so rudely woken him up. He had to admit that the beat was pretty good, and when Dave flicked it on his IPod he had to smile.

"When I fall in love, I take my time. There's no need to hurry, when I'm making up my mind."

"You can turn off the sun, but I'm still gonna shine, and I'll tell you why, because;"

"The remedy is the experience. It is a dangerous liaison."

Kurt grinned back at Dave, their fingers interlocking as they sped down the freeway, singing at the top of their lungs as if nothing in the world mattered.

"No, Dave. I can't. I can't do this."

"C'mon Kurt. It's really not bad. I promise!"

"I would appreciate if you respected my comfort zone. Because you are trying to destroy it right now."

"Please, Kurt. Just touch it!"

"I am not touching that filthy, disgusting thing!"

"It's perfectly clean! You just watched it get washed! Now please, just touch it."

Kurt stared at the cow in front of him; the animal was looking at him with large, innocent eyes and chewing on grass. Kurt tentatively reached out a pale hand and stroked the fur on the animal, unable to suppress the small gasp that left his lips.

"It's really soft." He commented, making a slight face at the large cow, smiling when he received a 'moo' in return. Kurt took another tentative step towards the animal until both of his hands were on the cows large face, smiling at it and touching its wet nose.

Dave watched with a small smile as Kurt started to overcome one of his fears. He was proud that he'd been able to make Kurt happy for once instead of always so miserable. He took a step forward and wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist.

He'd wait, of course, to tell the soprano how he really felt. There was no need to rush into things when he had a long summer ahead of him to take all the time he needed. For now, he was content.

"Oh my Gaga! It licked me!" Kurt yelped, pulling his hands back and laughing as he started to pet the animal again. "Did you see its tongue!" Dave couldn't help but laugh along with Kurt. It was weird seeing McKinley High's ex Ice Bitch smiling and laughing like a young kid.

"Yeah, I saw it." He laughed, watching Kurt trace the marks on the cows. "You know, I like you better when you're not being an ice queen."

"And I like you better when you're not body checking me into lockers. And slushy facials, oh and the dumpster dives."

"I get it Hummel, I'm an asshole."

"You were an asshole. You're actually pretty awesome now."

Dave grinned slightly and looked down at the small boy. He wondered why he had been such an ass to Kurt when they were in school together. He wished he'd known how cool Kurt was. But he'd done so much in the past to hurt Kurt, and now they hardly had a chance at anything.

And when the fuck did he become a big mush ball of love for Kurt Hummel?

He sighed softly. The fact that he was in love with Hummel still surprised him. But then again, opposites attract and all that. But they were both dudes. So he didn't really know how that would all work out.

"Dave? Dave!" Kurt waved a pale hand in front of the jock, who seemed lost in his own world.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. You know, for everything."

"You've already said that, like, fifty times, Kurt."

"And I'll say it fifty more."

"Hey, Kurt?"

"Yes?"

"I really, really wanna tell you how much I lo-" Dave stopped again. What the fuck? Why was it every single time he tried to tell Kurt how he felt his throat closed up and he couldn't get those three stupid words out. Maybe he was waiting for Kurt to come to him.

"Dave? Are you alright? What were you going to say?" Kurt asked, worried about how his friend kept zoning out on him.

"Oh. I was just going to tell you that it looks like psycho cow is back for revenge. I think he wants your hair."

Kurt's eyes widened hilariously and he shrieked, jumping back from the cow; which moo'd innocently and looked up at the strange boy.

"You're an asshole David!"

"I know." He grinned, though his thoughts kept shouting one thing.

'An asshole that's in love with you…'