Kurt stummbled out of bed with a bottle of water and a bag of ice whe he heard the pounding on his door. He rushed to the door and threw it open and groaned at the light coming in from the hallway, opening his eyes to see his father and step mother behind him. " dad..." Kurt whispered and gasped as Burt walked in.
" What the hell happened to you?" he demanded and gently touched Kurt's swelled eyes. It sunk his fatherly pride to see Kurt like this and the only other tome he had seen Kurt like this was when his mother died.
" Nothing dad... I just... I ... I just cried a lot today." he whispered and yawned.
" Oh gosh Kurt..." Carole whispered and took the ice bag to go dump the ice out and soak it in cold water.
" Come sit down and tell me what happened." Burt said softly and moved to the couch when someone knoked on the door.
Kurt sighed expecting it to be Finn, but gasped when he saw David standing there with his bag. Kurt reached out for the bag, turning his face away. " Thank you..." he muttered when David tsked.
" Kurt come on." He whispered and grabbed Kurt in the door way and locked their lips together.
" I haven't scene you in a week..." he whispered resting his forehead on Kurt's but Kurt shook his head.
" So... n-not my pro-problem..." Kurt hiccuped and David shook his head.
" Kurt..." he whispered feeling like shit. He had just spent a long agonizing hour telling Klaus that he was wrong for doing what he did and watched Klaus pack a weeks worth of clothes before leaving for his parents house. He stroked Kurt's cheek and Kurt closed his eyes bitting his lower lip as David pulled him into his arms, making a new set of tears come.
" David... I've ne-nev-never been so mad!" he sobbed and dug his nails slightly into David's back.
Burt opened his mouth to say something but Carole covered his mouth and pulled him down on the couch watch them with a small smile on her face. Burt however glared at David, punk ass here minipulating his son!
Kurt shook from his tears and sobbing that David shook his head and lifted Kurt bridal style in his arms then walked Kurt to his bed.
Burt was about to go in there after them but Carole smacked him again and moved to the love seat to watch how it played out.
" Shh.. Sh..." David whispered soothingly as Kurt hiccuped. " Do you want me to sing to you?" he asked looking across to him as Kurt moved so he was curled against him with his head on his chest.
" y-yes.. Cabaret... If you know any of the tunes..." Kurt whispered and David frowned.
" I think we both know I don't know any musical songs but like... The Phantom of the Opera..." David chuckled and Kurt looked up at him hopefully.
David smiled and ran the bak of his index finger up and down Kurt's cheek. " Fine..." He whispered and took a deep breath as he thought and then decided there was only one song that he could really sing or... well two... but e didn't know all the words to Mascureade.
" Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation..." David whispered into Kurt's head before resting his head on a pillow. " Darkness stirs... and wakes imagination."
Kurt smiled. as he listened and felt the rummbling of his chest, this was so much better then Micheal Crawford and Gerard Butler... ok... maybe not better then Gerard.
" Silently the senses, abandon their defences..." he sang and blushed crap what came after defences...
"Slowly, gently, night unfolds its splendor..." Kurt sang quietly realizing David forgot the words and laughed cause him to couch. Hiccups and laughing don't mesh.
" Sh... I knew that." David said and rested his chin on Kurt's head.
" Grasp it, sense it, trembulous and tender... turn your face away from the garish light of day...Turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light... and listen to the music of the night." he whispered and Kurt squeezed his handfuls of David shirt and smiled. "Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams, purge your thoughts of the life you knew before. Close your eyes... and let your spirit start to soooooar. And you live as you've never lived before..." David sang and took a deep and much needed breath, " And that's were I stop." he whispered and Kurt shook his head.
" Different song..." Kurt mummbled starting to fall asleep.
David hummed trying to think and tried thinking before coming up with a Disney song to sing to him. " Oh this is the night, it's a beautiful night and we call it bella notte..."
Kurt chuckled and relaxed a little as Burt and Carole looked in and Carole smiled looking up at Burt's shocked face. David? Kurt? H-Huh?
" Look at it to the skies, They have stars in their eyes, On this lovely bella notte... side by side with your loved ones you will find, the enchantment here the night will weave its magic spell, when the one you love is near, oh this is a night and the heavens are right on this lovely Bella Notte..."
When David finished he realized Kurt had fallen asleep and slipped away to go find a wet rag for his eyes. No offence but he looked like crap. So he tip toedout of the room and closed the door, and turned into Burt and Carole.
" Oh...er... hello..." he said becoming nervous as Carole sniffled handing him the rag.
" That was so sweet!" she sobbed walking away to recollect herself, but Burt disagreed, " Sweet my ass! What are you trying to pull, Karofsky?" he demanded and David sighed.
" Me and Kurt are together." he said simply.
Burt looked at him then at Carole and began laughing. " Together! Ha, You and my son! Haa haaa haa! Good one, but Kurt hates your guts. Your a lowly human debris that tormented him and caused him so much pain that honestly I don't understand why Kurt let you carry him nevertheless touch him.
" Burt!" Carole cried.
" Like I said Mr. Hummle, we are together." He said getting mad at Burt bit refained from hitting him. Don't let the anger win... he told himself.
" Get out." Burt growled and pointed to the door.
" No. Kurt is my boufriend, and I'm not leaving him here like this. So swallow your damn pride and butt out." he lashed and walked back into the room where Kurt laid and drapped the towle over his eyes.
He laid beside Kurt and listened to Burt grummble and Carole called him and idoit and refuse to talk to him. He kind of liked Hudson's mom but Burt... yeah... that needs some work...he thought.