Kurt came to school early on Monday and parked in the back lot. Ten minutes later, Dave walked over and climbed into the passanger's seat of the escalade. He was tired, so it took him a minute to pay attention to Kurt.
"You're wearing my jacket again." Kurt blushed a little.
"I'll take it off before I go in. You said I look hot in it."
"Yeah, as in I'd really like to jump your bones right now." Kurt blushed harder.
"Focus, Dave!" He handed the jock a sheet of paper. "I figured we don't want to spend too much money. I was really lucky there were still cheap seats to Wicked, they're only $27.50 each. Well, with fees they're $34. But its only two weeks before the shows so we're kind of lucky. And since we have to drive anyways, we might as well have a cheaper hotel that's farther away. And my dad has those rewards points, so I got a deal on a holiday in, it's only $40 for one night. He said he'd pay for gas, he usually does that when I drive down for show. Because I don't get paid to work in the shop. I kind of wanted dinner too, but this is already kind of an expensive trip. Maybe we can get pizza. But if we split everything, this will be like $75 each. That's ok right?"
Dave thought for a minute.
"Yeah, I have that."
"So we can go?" Kurt looked like he was going to jump out of his skin.
"Yeah. We're going to go."
Kurt stared bouncing up and down in his seat.
"Yay! Did you already ask your parents?"
"No, they're going to say no. I'm just going to tell them I'm sleeping over at Azimo's and have him cover for me."
"Is that going to work?"
"Yeah, it'll be fine. I've done that to go to the movies before. And once I went to a party and told them I was at Hudson's. They won't know, Az'll cover for me."
"Isn't he going to wonder where you are?"
"Don't worry about it." Dave leaned in and kissed Kurt. "Don't worry about anything, alright?"
Kurt mumbled 'ok' into Dave's lips, and brought his hand to the side of Dave's face. After a second they pulled away so Dave could leave the car. He looked back for a second.
"God, so hot in my jacket."
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The truth was that Az probably would wonder where he was, but Dave wasn't going to tell Kurt that. After everything, Dave owed Kurt the kind of date he really wanted. So when Dave saw his friend sitting on the bench to tie his cleats, he sat down next to him.
"Listen dude. You remember how you pucked all over my car after that party at Puckerman's two months ago? And I said you owed me? Well I need a favor."
"Yeah, what do you need?"
"I need you to cover for me next next weekend. If anyone asks, I'm sleeping over at your house."
"Why?"
"I've got something to do."
"What do you gotta do man? Does this have something to do with your secret 'babe'?"
Dave rubbed the back of his neck for a minute in discomfort.
"Yeah, I guess it does."
"Am I covering you so you can get laid?"
"Maybe," Dave answered truthfully.
"So are you going to tell me who this chick is or not?"
"God Az, are you going to cover for me or not?"
"Yeah," Azimo got off the bench and walked over to his locker. "I got you."
"Thanks man."
"Whatever."
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The next two days were full of happy planning on Kurt's part. He listened to almost nothing but the soundtrack, and he went through his closet twice, to figure out what his options were. His biggest choices were going to be which bathing suit to bring and what to wear for pajamas. When he was with the girls, he usually wore one of his nice sets. Most of the time when he slept over with the guys of glee, he didn't bother to bring PJ, he just sucked it up and slept in his clothes. After the disaster of trying to share a room with Finn, he figured that he was probably making them uncomfortable.
This was an entirely new situation; this time someone actually wanted to look at him.
Dave, on the other hand, was starting to feel a little bit like he was in over his head. As bossy as Kurt could be sometimes, Dave was hoping that Kurt was going to tell him what to do. He had no idea if he needed to wear a suit, or if they were splitting driving time, or if going to the theatre was just the same as going to the movies.
He did know their room only had one bed. He didn't know what that meant.
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On Friday, Kurt had gym class. Dave looked both ways down the hall, then walked into the girls second floor bathroom.
"Kurt?"
"Third stall. Hi."
"Hey, how are you?"
"I'm alright. Barely a week until our show weekend!" Dave smiled as he leaned against the wall.
"What do you want me to wear to that, by the way?" Kurt came out of the stall with clothes on hangers and his scarf folded, in gym clothes.
"I think you should wear a suit again. It's a show! And you look really good in suits. I don't mind if you don't shave though." Kurt ran his hand down Dave's jaw. "You look good with a little scruff."
Kurt leaned in to kiss him quickly.
"Really good."
That weekend, Dave subtly took the suit jacket out of his dad's closet and hid it in the back of his.
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Kurt did five loads of laundry in two days, and in the mean time worked in the shop with his dad.
Burt insisted that they check the oil, and the tire pressure, and the general health of his entire car before the next weekend, just in case.
Kurt was looking down into the open hood of the car when Burt cleared his throat. Kurt looked over.
"Listen Kurt, I want to talk about this trip. Come sit over here, alright?"
"Alright." Kurt looked over to see his dad sitting at the bench.
"Do you remember that….talk we had about respecting your body and yourself?"
Kurt's eyes went wide, and he started talking loudly.
"Yes dad I do, but I need to check this oil right now ok?" He started to get up, but Burt grabbed his arm. "La-la-la-la Dad, I remember all of this we don't need to talk about it any more. I have the pamphlets, you don't need to say anything. Don't say anything."
"Kurt! Listen. This boy that you're going with, are you…is he...what's your relationship with him?"
"Dad! I'm not going to tell you that!" Kurt turned red and looked even more uncomfortable.
"Alright! I just want you to remember that. You can't even tell me anything about this boy, you won't even tell me who he is. If you can't talk about something out loud, that usual means that you're not very comfortable with it. Kurt, you deserve someone who makes you feel comfortable all the time, and doesn't make you worry or get you upset. You need to think about those two things very seriously before you do something that you can't take back, something you might regret this weekend. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Kurt looked at him for a minute and nodded.
"I understand dad."
"Ok. I just don't want to see you to get hurt."
"I'm not going to get hurt."
Burt rubbed Kurt's back once, then patted him on the back.
"Alright, get to checking those back tires."
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At lunch the next Monday, Kurt was not in the cafeteria. He was walking fugitively to the back of the library, to meet Dave in the science section.
Dave spotted him first, and leaned down to kiss his cheek. Kurt smiled at the dusty books beside him.
"Hey you."
"Hi."
"Are you excited for this weekend?"
"Yes! Of course I am. I'm going to see my favorite show with you." Kurt smiled. "Are you excited?"
"Yeah, since you're excited."
"Well, I am. But maybe not for the driving part. Cincinnati is more than 100 miles away. But other than that, I'm really happy."
"I'll drive part way if you want. I can drive there and you can drive back if you want. Or we could switch half way."
"Only if you promise not to hurt my car. Or I'll have to hurt you."
"Oh yeah?" Dave put on his sexiest smirk, and leaned into Kurt's ear. "You'd have to punish me?"
Kurt laughed at the obvious innuendo and turned for a kiss. For a moment, they blissfully made out in the outskirts of the library, hidden by outdates science texts that probably claimed what they were doing was evidence of a mental disorder.
When they pulled apart, Kurt looked at Dave for a moment. Then he swallowed and worked himself up the courage to ask Dave something.
"Dave? Do you think that you could do something for me this weekend?"
"Yeah, what do you need?"
"Do you think that you could…..be out for this weekend? I mean," he rushed on. "We're going to be more than three hours away from Lima. No one is going to know us this time, I'm sure of it. So, do you think you could?"
"I don't know what you mean. We're going to see your show, and stay in a hotel and swim and hang out all weekend. Isn't that what you wanted?"
"Well yeah, of course. But the thing is, I know you don't like it when people see us. Even in the restaurant you kept looking like you wanted to sit in the far corner or behind a wall or something. Even before anyone we saw anyone we knew. So I was just thinking that maybe this weekend…..we could do it differently."
Dave cocked his head to the side and kept looking at Kurt.
"There isn't anything wrong with us. Maybe, just for this weekend we could not hide. And we can hold hands in a street and kiss outside of restaurants. No one here has to know. Just, you know, for one weekend, we won't have to hid at all."
"So you want me to just announce 'hi everyone I like cock' every time I enter a room?"
"No! Dave, I just want to be a couple and not worry about it if people know we're a couple."
Kurt started to look flustered, like he wished he hadn't asked. He bit his lip and seemed to be looking everywhere other than Dave's face. After a moment of silence, he covered his eyes with his hand and sighed.
"Does it mean that much to you?" Dave's voice was quiet, and he didn't look at Kurt.
"Yeah, it kind of does."
"I'll…try, then. For you." This time, Dave looked up at with a sort of determination and almost a promise in his eyes.
Kurt probably should of brought up that this was the kind of thing you're supposed to do for yourself, and not for other people. He should have mentioned that Dave needed to actually be comfortable with it, if he was going to do it.
But it did mean the world to Kurt, especially now. So he kissed Dave again, and slowly ran his hand up Dave's arm as he stepped forward.
"Thank you."