Walking through the doors Wednesday morning was one of the most nerve racking and exhilarating things Dave Karofsky had ever done. It was day two of what him and Kurt had dubbed Out-fest 2010. And while he was absolutely terrified of what exactly the student body of McKinley High had in store for the duo, he had to admit that he never felt prouder of himself as he did with one Kurt Hummel attached to his arm like a priceless jewel . He'd spent dozens of restless nights picturing this exact moment, where he could show everyone what was his, that he, some sweaty average jock, had managed to land the hottest piece of ass to ever walk these halls.
"You ready?" Dave whispers in Kurt's ear as they approach the double doors that lead to the bustling hallway. He could feel the smaller boy shaking beside him before tightening his hold on the jocks arm. He was ready. His life was hell before Dave, and now that he had the jock the fact that he was no longer alone would get him through the day.
Together they pushed open the doors to meet their fate. Their fate being two extra large blue raspberry slushies straight to the face. Slushie facials, Dave decided, were a hell of a lot funnier when you weren't on the receiving end. The blue gunk slowly dripped it's way down his back making its way into his boxers and down his backside. He tried desperately to wipe the stinging blue liquid from his eyes and glare at the culprit only to come face to face with his best friend, Azimio. The dark skinned boy stood menacingly next to some nameless jock Dave recognized from the football team.
"Hey Dave." Azimio sneers. "You miss me?" In all honesty he had. When he first heard that his best friend would be leaving for a 4 week family trip he had been devastated. The thought of spending 4 weeks alone at McKinley were not Dave's idea of a good time. So he had stepped up his bullying, hoping that hurting Kurt would make himself feel better and look how that turned out. Now he was out, had a smoking hot boyfriend and had slushie dripping into his underwear. He could live without two out of three but damn was his junk is cold!
"Azimio," Kurt huffs, "I see you're back from your mouth breathing convention. Did you bring your girlfriend back a souvenir?" Casting his gaze toward the nameless jock to Azimio's left. Dave may not have gotten the insult but he knows one when he hears it.
Apparently Azimio does too. He quickly reaches out and grabs Kurt by the shoulders and slams him hard into the double doors behind the small boy. He lets out a shriek of pain as the small of his back meets the door handle. And that one noise is all it takes to take Dave from Bruce Banner to full on Hulk in 2 seconds flats.
He reaches out and shoves Azimio with everything in him, sending the tubby boy flats on his ass. Positioning himself between Kurt and the jocks he growls, "Don't fucking touch him." He was seeing red, never in his life had he been so pissed. Who the hell did Azimio think he is? Laying his hands on Kurt like that? Hurting the small boy?
Azimio hauled his large mass up from off the floor and threw himself into Dave's face. "Why the fuck not? Huh? Cause he's your bitch now? I leave for a few weeks and you turn fag?" He punctuated each word with a small push until Dave found himself backed up til his back met the wall. Kurt's still on the floor near the door, gingerly rubbing his now bruising back. His eyes are terrified when they meet Dave's. They're backed into a corner and an ass kicking is inevitable.
Dave's hands formed fists at his side, "So what if I am a fag? I can still kick your fucking ass. So get out of my face." He shoved, moving the dark skinned boy only a few inches. Only to have Azimio enter his space again, raising his fist as Dave prepped himself for the pain. It never came.
He hesitantly cracks open his eyes and what he sees make him want to cry, whether it be tear of joy is yet to be decided. Standing in front of him, decked out in a track suit and wielding a megaphone is Sue Sylvester, BAMF extraordinaire. And man did she ever looked pissed.
A/N: Short, lame chapter is short and lame. Holy crap it's been awhile. Didn't even realize how long it's been. Thanksgiving and all that holiday shopping, time just got away from me. I type this up really quick for you guys so please bare with me and ignore the inevitable spelling errors.
So next part expect some awesome!Sue, A glee club redemption. And maybe a dash of sexuallyconfused!Puck... maybe lol
Can't wait for tonight episode! And last week's Dave seriously pissed me off! Why so sassy Dave?