"Oh my Gaga!"

David turned from his locker and saw Kurt a few steps behind him frozen and with a hand over his mouth. David swallowed hard as he looked at Kurt standing in his blue shirt with many sunglasses printed on the front. He didn't get shirts like that, but if Kurt was wearing it he didn't care. He wondered for a split second if he should tell Kurt he was gay but shook the thought away.

"What are you looking at fancy?" he demanded harshly and frowned grabbing a book from within his locker.

Kurt raised a brow and stepped in front of David, attitude written on his face. "Let's get this straight, David. I am your boyfriend Kurt Hummel. Not fancy, not Faggot, not Fruitcake, Kurt." He said stabbing a finger into his chest making David whince because that was where the seat belt had burised him. " However I do not mine pet name's like Sweetheart, darling, or even baby. But not babe, its so tacky." Kurt said and gasped when David lifted his chin and kissed him on his cheek.

" Alright baby… I'm sorry, bad day." David said looking at him, as a strange twinkle shined in Kurt's baby blue eyes.

Kurt crossed his arms over his chest and smirked, " Obviously, did your pillow demand you to stop punching it? Looks like it won!" he laughed as David lifted a corner give a half smile.

" So you can tease me but I can't tease you?" David asked leaning back.

" Absolutely!" Kurt beamed and then sighed and reached up tentatively to touch David's burised face. " But really what happened?" he asked him and leaned against the locker.

" Wasn't watching where I was going and got in a accident… I'll be fine though." David said closing his locker as Kurt frowned. What is he hiding from me? He wondered as David hiked up his backpack and moved down the hallway.

"Why weren't you watching were you were going?" Kurt probed following David, causing David to groan and stop in the middle of the hallway.

"Kurt can we not talk about this right now?" he said and looked at him, " I'll tell you later, promise." He offered in exchange for no questioning but Kurt shook his head, and rocked on his heels nervously.

"No. Now." Kurt said.

David looked down at the stubborn brown hair boy and pushed him up against the wall and pressed his body close to his. "How about this…. I'll walk you to class all of today, and then I'll take you out for lunch and tell you?" he said and Kurt smiled looking up at him.

"Add ice cream into the deal and I'll agree." Kurt laughed, as David chuckled and began to tickle him.

"I'll show you some ice cream!" he growled as Kurt squealed in laughter and wiggled away backing up in the hallway to the quad.

" Oooh Dirty." Kurt winked as David began to chase him.

I like how all my problems seem to fade when Kurt's here or near me. It's like the air in the room shifts and all that seems to matter is him. Maybe I'm not gay. Maybe I just like him… So does that still mean I'm gay? I mean I'm not chasing after every guy I see… just him…

David smiled when he caught Kurt and kissed him. That's right only him.