Series: Perfect (4/?) *** TEASER 1 ***

Story: Present…Tense

Fandom: Glee
Author: ibshafer
Rating: NC-17 (solo flights at this point…)
Character: Dave/Kurt…

Disclaimer: I don't own these people, they own themselves and are just nice enough to let me spin them around the page now and then.

Summary: "side shot" to the oneshots "Past Perfect," "Future (Im)Perfect," and "Present Perfect," in which Kurt comes to realize that Dave Karofsky could not be as passionate as he is and be the monster Kurt had believed… Takes place immediately after that last, great locker room kiss, this time from Dave's POV…

Spoiler: Up to 2x14

Warning: Angsty comedy/comedic angst and…um, masturbation…

*** TEASER 1 *** (Full story to follow when completed! This is just a thanks and an apology for the repost to get the one-shots in one place… thx! ~ibs)

Present…Tense

~by ibshafer

In the end, it had taken him more than thirty minutes to get out of the locker room (he had thought he was ready to leave the bathroom….and then he um, wasn't…) and he was hoping that his civics teacher, Mrs. Gregory, wouldn't remember that he'd also skipped a class (for the…um, same reason) a month ago, as well. Like skipping a second time made the reason he'd skipped obvious. ("Well, class, Mr. Karofsky couldn't be with us last Friday because he was jerking off in the locker room, so can anyone give him a summary of what he missed…?")

He was clearly, well beyond the point where he could deny, at least to himself, that he hadn't wanted what had just happened to happen with every fiber of his being.

['Fiber of his being' was one of those terms that his father always used and it always really confused Dave who just couldn't see how bran flakes figured into one's basic nature, unless not having them made your basic nature irregular and grouchy and then, like, you weren't happy, or something. Which still didn't make sense. And he'd be damned, but every single time he used that friggin' phrase he was so irritated by how little sense it made to him that it derailed him from his original thought…]

Which was…

Hummel kissed him…

Hummel…er, Kurt kissed him.

No, that wasn't right. They'd kissed each other.

We kissed…

Safe in his bedroom, Dave Karofsky blushed.

I made out with Kurt Hummel in the locker room…

Dave didn't plan on kissing him. When he saw him standing there in the locker room again, cheeks blazing and nostrils flaring – well, and he also growled Dave's name which, fuck, he was ashamed to say went straight to dick… – he was remembering the last time he'd shown up there, grabbed him by the towel, and laid one on him. No one had ever kissed him like that before, not that he had a crap ton of experience, not with girls, certainly not with guys. Nope, Hummel…er, Kurt, was his first homo…er, gay kiss.

He'd liked it.

In the darkness of his room, Dave's face flamed again.

Okay, that was a fucking understatement – if you could judge by the two, almost three times he'd squeezed one out in that bathroom stall. He was so far beyond like at this point, it hurt his brain and his stomach at the same time.

Sigh…

He sighed so hard, he practically saw the word float through his head when he did it.

There was no getting away from it…

I'm gay…

If gay meant that he wanted to kiss Hummel…er, Kurt again (he did), if it meant he wanted to tear Kurt's fussy clothes off and lick him all over (he so did), if it meant he fell asleep thinking about what it would be like to be inside all that pretty and that he woke up the next morning still thinking about that, then, yeah…he was gay.

~tbc…

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