AU – Set during Senior Year on the run up to Christmas. Kurt never transferred; after a few run ins he and Dave found an interesting way to deal.
Rated M only.
Warnings: Boy on boy only, Dominance & Submission, Bondage, Smut, Puppy Dog Kurt and plot (Plot staggers out hurt but alive and stares back at the remains of the disaster). Don't like don't read, though constructive criticism is always welcome (plus any reviews).
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Good Boy Kurt
Chapter Thirty-Eight
"So what gave me away," Cain asks me conversationally, he's still very quiet so nothing will carry, so no one will hear us.
Swallowing I stammer, "D...David uses the same mask to hide himself."
"Hmm, makes sense," the man says, "We're not going to be a problem to each other are we?" He asks me as if it is the most normal thing in the world. "I'm not going to tell the others you played them, and you're not going to tell them I'm not dumb." He pauses, "I know you're going to tell Dave, but that's okay, he wont tell them, he'll keep silent to protect you. So we're cool?"
"Um, yes," I say happy to agree to almost anything that will get me away from him.
"I'll have to work on keeping my face blank," he says, "the few times it's failed in the past I got lucky, people always see what they want to, Cain couldn't possibly be that smart, coz everyone knows he's stupid." Giving me a long look he says, "I'd suggest getting up and acting in pain, as though Gabe did more damage than he has, they're all used to delicate little dolls they'll fall for it."
Those big hands reach out and gently help me stand, I exaggerate a little and he gives me a quick smile, when I'm up I cling like a helpless damsel and let him support me suppressing my instinct to flinch from him. Gabriel's blow landed on top of Paul's slap so my face really aches, it doesn't take much to push myself to act even more hurt than I am.
Paul's separated David and Gabriel and as I watch he throws a punch at his eldest son, "By God you will damn well respect me boy," the blonde falls to the floor, "Get up and behave, we will be having words," the threat implicit is frightening.
With his father manhandling his brother David is free to turn back to me, seeing me with Cain he storms over, "What the fuck have you done to him?" He demands.
"Relax bro," Cain is back to being dumb and loud, he voice is carrying to the whole room, "He's just delicate, he probably needs a bit of medical and he'll be back to baking you cookies in no time."
David's face is an absolute picture; he clearly thinks Cain is the biggest idiot ever born, "Err right, well just give him back then and I'll see he gets some medical."
With due care and attention I am handed over to David like I'm a fragile piece of glass about to explode. Clinging to David I lean into him and shake, it's not all an act, I breathe easier when Cain lets me go.
Wandering over to his father Cain asks his fallen brother, "Dude seriously why do you always have to do things like that? You used to break our stuff all the time when we were kids and then lied to dad saying it was us. Just the other year you broke Solomon's Katie when she was like pregnant and now she can't have kids no more. And dad wonders why I wont bring my pretty little Nancy round, I don't want you putting her in hospital like you do your broken bitch Zoe, and you'd probably just try forcing yourself on my Nancy like you did that pretty filly dad set up over town," I can't believe Cain is openly airing their family business like this, surely there is no way they'll fall for his stupid act.
Or then again they will, Gabriel goes white while Paul tells Cain to be quiet, Solomon looks unsurprised and David is grinning slightly, I elbow him and he snaps a scowl on just in time as his dad looks across at us. "We're leaving now, while I am glad you seem to have found Kurt and I do wish you both happiness in your future life, you are not and will never be welcome in my home and you are still banned from our church. I'm very disappointed in you David, I thought you were a better Christian than that."
Meanwhile Gabriel is picking on his brother and issuing threats for spilling his misdeeds. Cain just lashes out with one punch and his brother is down for the count. "No Gabe you will not fuck me and my wife over, I don't have to put up with your shit any longer."
"Dammit Cain!" Paul yells at him, "Pick your brother up, leave him at mine tonight I need to have a long talk with him in the morning." Rounding them up he herds them out of the hall. Just before he leaves Cain looks back once and our eyes meet, they seem vague and empty but I know a threat when I see one.
When the door clicks closed David instantly turns to me, "Kurt? Honey? Talk to me, how bad are you hurt?"
"I really don't feel very well," I admit, "I want to go home and hide." And never ever come out again.
Frantically looking around David calls for the nurse, she came to watch the game tonight and agreed to be on hand for any simple accidents that might have occurred. Brisk and no nonsense she begins to usher us both to her office for a check up before she decides to call an ambulance or not.
Around us the room springs back into life and people's voices start getting louder. I don't blame them for not interfering I wouldn't want to go up against any of the Karofskys either, but when we reach the other door Azimio is suddenly there and he looks a little ashamed, as we walk through he falls in behind and mutters, "Dude I got your back." It's only a small comfort because if Gabriel comes charging down the hall I don't think the jock is up to taking him on, he would be a convenient meat shield though.
In the nurse's office she shoos the other boy out and so Azimio lounges outside against the door like he's guarding it. Pulling the curtains across she directs us to the now private area. "Alright boys if you can, I'd like you to strip down so I can see your injuries better, if it hurts too much or you start to feel ill tell me straight away. Kurt we'll start with you, David you can help him."
Deep inside I know she is a nurse so she's trained to see naked flesh, but it's still humiliating to stand there in my boxers while she examines me. I could have told her I'm essentially fine, mostly shaken and bruised, with no sign of a concussion.
The door bangs open and I can hear Azimio arguing, "And why the hell should I let you in?"
"Coz he's a doctor!" It sounds a bit like Scott Cooper.
A male voice says something I can't make out and then says, "Scotty can you wait outside please."
"Scotty?" Azimio has a tone that says Cooper's never going to live that nickname down.
"Shut up!" is the eloquent reply and the door shuts cutting off more of their witty exchanges.
Swishing the curtain to one side a man appears and he pulls it back into place. He looks a bit like Scott Cooper, more refined and much kinder. Edging behind David I try to cover my more salient parts, I'm not normally keen on people I know looking at me without clothes on, strangers are another matter entirely.
"Good evening, I'm Doctor Cooper, I work at the local ER," he introduces himself. "I'm volunteering my services to check you both out, please feel free to accept or decline."
David eyes him up and down, "Dude you sure you're related to Scott? Coz he don't talk that fancy."
Dr Cooper smiles slightly, "We had a special term dedicated to teaching us 'Doctor talk'."
Turning to me David asks, "Babe, do you want Doctor Cooper to give you a check up with the nurse?"
Noticing him sliding out of the examination for himself I say, "Yes David, it's very nice of him to volunteer like that for BOTH of us," my master winces and sighs. "Thank you Doctor Cooper, we'd like to take you up on that kind and generous offer."
"Fine, since you're already undressed we'll start with you, Mr Karofsky if you could leave the room for a moment we'll start." That begins an argument that the doctor only just wins and David stomps out of the room slamming the door behind him.
Instead of starting the examination the doctor sits on one of the beds, "Okay Kurt he's not here, how about you and I have a little chat first." At my confused look he elaborates, "I work the ER graveyard shift. It's amazing the number of times certain wives end up there, and they always just tripped or were clumsy. Plus I was a freshman when Gabriel was a senior so I know the family a little too well."
Clicking into place I realise what he is talking about, "David doesn't abuse me!"
"Of course he doesn't," Dr Cooper agrees reasonably, "I've heard that so many times before I tend to disregard it, he didn't mean to hit me, it was my fault."
Interrupting him I tell him, "He doesn't hit me, ever. He doesn't mistreat me in any way; he is kind and patient and puts up with way too much drama from me. I am really lucky to have found him especially in Lima Homophobic capital of the universe." The doctor just watches me passively and disbelievingly so I bitch at him sweetly, "I mean David did use to bully me and he was expelled for it at some point, but then again so did little Scotty, all the dumpster tossing, slushies in the face, locker slams, and oh all those nice words he'd yell at me. Except he doesn't do that anymore since David stepped in to protect me."
That gets the man's attention, "My little brother did all that? Oh he and I are going to have a long chat with our parents later on tonight." Switching back on track he says, "But that doesn't excuse David's behaviour, being expelled for bullying you is not a good basis to build a relationship."
"He's changed," I stubbornly argue wishing I'd not brought that up, "He's protective and sweet, and he continues to encourage me to be independent, to think for myself."
The nurse steps in, "I have to agree with Kurt here, at first I was worried especially in the state Kurt ended up in, but how he was looked after and fussed over," she shakes her head, "I've seen a lot in my career but I'd stake a huge bet on David not being an abusive partner." She shrugs, "I know I could be wrong you just can't tell, but the signs aren't there.
Curious the man asks about the state I was in, I flush in embarrassment but the nurse fills him in after asking my permission. "Well it was after the whole David being gay revelation, Coach Beiste escorted David home at his insistence and helped him clear his school stuff out, Shannon said the tension in the house was that high she could have cut it with a knife, she didn't dare leave the boy for a second the way the family were watching him like he was a walking dead man."
Sitting in a chair she continues, "David found a place to stay, don't ask me where," I know it was where we are living now. "This one here started going down hill, two weeks later I hear the rumours he's been kicked out and then Kurt collapsed in class." They go into medical jargon, but I know at that point I'd been running on empty, so worried about David I'd barely slept for more than a few hours each night, I wasn't keeping food down, it was just a matter of time before something gave, the argument with dad and fleeing the house his words that I wasn't his son echoing in my head I'd fallen into David's arms in a terrible state.
"Kurt's still a bit subdued but he's bounced back real good," she tells the man, "I've been keeping an eye out on him, I know the Karofsky reputation and I know what to look for, and I'm telling you it ain't there."
"Hmm I'll take your word for it," he says, and the examination finally happens. He's as gentle as he can be but I'm tender and sore. "Well other than bruising and you're slightly in shock I can't find anything majority wrong. As the evening and night go on if anything changes you may need a re-evaluation, in which case go straight to the hospital, you've had two blows to the head and seem to be concussion free but I stress again go to the ER if you feel any worse, don't wait and see. If you need to you can use my name there."
Asking the nurse to call David in I hear the door open and loud voices in the hall then it closes and it's quiet again. David limps a little when he comes over to me, "How is he Doc?" and then he hovers while he listens to the man, the relief on his face when he hears I'm fine is staggering, "Okay so he can go home? That's cool I'll keep an eye on him tonight, let's get you dressed babe and then you can go have a nap."
I let him help me get dressed and then put my foot down, I know what he is doing and its not going to happen, "All done David, now it's your turn," he tries to dodge out of it, "Oh no darling if I have an examination, you have an examination. Now strip for the nice doctor," I use emotional blackmail in the end, "But David you don't want me to worry too much or I wont sleep." Grumbling he sheds his clothes and lets the doctor examine him and clean his face up where his nose was bleeding, all while I perch on a chair and drool over the battered eye candy sulkily standing in the room.
"Well," the doctor says, "I have the same diagnosis," to which David gives me a significant look of I told you so. While David gets dressed the Doctor gives us a lecture about taking it easy for a few days and the warning signs we have to keep an eye out for.
"Tomorrow," the nurse says, "I want you both in my office just in case."
The door bangs open and shut and a man's voice calls out, "We heard there was an incident," David's face falls and a thunderous expression crosses his face for a moment.
"We're through here Uncle Ralph," David's voice is carefully neutral which makes me stiffen in surprise, I can see both the nurse and doctor stand up a bit straighter but they look confused.
Two police officers walk through, the older one in the lead saunters and doesn't seem too bothered, the other one stands in the background and watches everything. "Well, well little Davie got himself in some trouble, they said your brothers beat some kids up all unprovoked," the older man says. He spots me sitting there quietly, "Huh two lady boys got what was coming to them, dunno why we were called." Turning to the doctor he says, "Hey there Doctor Cooper, patching up some more losers I see. Gonna try and make something of this? Seriously I don't understand why you keep putting those reports forward, those women are just so clumsy, they deserve it."
Waving goodbye he claps the silent man on the shoulder, "Come on Hughes, nothing to worry about here, just some queers."
"How's Abigail?" David asks.
The older police officer stops in his tracks and asks, "What the hell?"
"I just asked how your daughter was Uncle Ralph," David says, "After all she's almost thirteen, small, dainty, pretty little thing like her getting real grown up now."
"You threatening her faggot?" Ralph snarls.
"Me?" David acts shocked. "No, girls ain't my thing. Now Gabe? He likes 'em young, innocent, you know the type, I'm sure you must have noticed over the years you've known him." The man pales dramatically. Tilting his head David asks again, "So how is Abigail? Still happy? Still smiling?"
Ralph swallows loudly showing the fear in his face, "Gonna be sending her off to boarding school, she doesn't wanna go, but in the long run it'll do her good."
"Yeah, them fancy pants schools got a good education going on," David agrees, "But we both know the real reason you're sending her," unspoken is the spectre of Gabriel. "Karma's a real bitch."
Hustling out the police officer calls his partner to hurry up, the man waits until Ralph is gone and then says, "Doctor Cooper, I'll be in touch, out of hours, I know the hospital tends to keep copies of reports, because I know they went missing in the police records." And then he was gone too.
"What reports?" I murmur.
Dr Cooper rouses, "Ones that document the abuse various women and some men have suffered, reports that are ignored and never followed up on." His eyes are narrowed, "So does this mean he'll do something, or is he like the others?"
David answers, "I've never seen him before or heard of him, he must be new." Frowning he says, "If he does try to follow up on your reports he's in for a fight, Uncle Ralph, my dad and a few others including a judge are all golf buddies and go to the same church. Good luck to him though." It's one of the stumbling blocks David's trying to work around to find the right person who can pursue evidence and prosecute the Karofskys.
"Hmm," the doctor turns back to us, "Okay boys, lets get you home, I assume you drove do you feel up to driving? If not we'll work something out," David says he's fine to drive. Handing me an ice pack to put on my face the doctor says, "I'll walk you to your car," and he pulls the curtain back and goes to get the door for us.
A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.
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