Title: Pools of Sorrow, Waves of Joy
Author: lovesmymovement on lj/owlssayhoooot on tumblr
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Word Count: 486/?
Pairing(s): Dave/Kurt {Kurtofsky}
Spoilers: Anything up through episode 2.06 Never Been Kissed, I guess, although this is an AU so instead of Dave being the bully it's a different character, Scott Cooper, instead.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Tis Ryan Murphy's brain child and I take no ownership of nothing there.
Summary: Kurt has been bullied for as long as he could remember. Finding solace in a place like Dalton Academy and with a roommate like David Karofsky is not exactly how he expected his life to go.
A/N: So I started this fic a few months ago as a fill for a prompt on the glee_kink_meme. It's sort of slow going so far but I'm hoping to finish it sometime soon, haha. Also, the title comes from The Beatles' "Across the Universe." Hope you enjoy, dear readers!

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Kurt looked around the room, dropping the last of his bags on the floor. Walking over to the empty bed, he sat on it, gently at first and then smiling as he bounced on the springy mattress. He'd never had such an uncomfortable bed in all his life but even still there was something a bit comforting about it, somehow. He was away from home now, yes, but just knowing that he wasn't at the same school as all the ignorant, homophobic assholes was enough to sufficiently placate him, if only for the time being.

A squeak resounded from the door to his room and Kurt turned his head at the sound. A tall, burly boy in the Dalton uniform - dress slacks, blazer, and all - walked into the room, bag slung over his shoulder. "Uh... hey. You my new roommate?"

Kurt bounded to his feet quickly, pulling the sheet out of his pocket with his room assignment on it. "Yeah, you're..." he scanned the sheet, searching for his roommate's name, "David?"

The other boy nodded sharply, mouth set in a thin line. "Yeah. Dave's fine."

"Dave. Right. I'm Kurt," he replied, sticking out his hand to Dave.

Dave smiled a tiny bit, shaking the smaller boy's hand in return. "I know. You're the public school kid."

Kurt, taken aback, only blinked. "Uhm... yes. I am." People knew about him? How he was run out of his school, away from his friends and family, all because of a stupid bully? Goddamn. Well that was a good way to start out at a new school, wasn't it.

"Don't worry," said Dave, walking to the opposite side of the room to drop his bag on the floor by his bed and not even bothering to retrieve the things that fell out of it, "you'll fit in here just fine. I can tell."

"And just what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?" Kurt shot back, defenses up now and fully on high alert.

"Nothing," replied Dave, shaking his head and shrugging out of his navy and red blazer. "Doesn't mean anything."

"Well don't be shy, tell me. Tell me exactly what you've already gathered from me in the two minutes since you met me. Because you already have some strong opinions of me, that much is obvious."

"Dude, it doesn't mean anything, just..."

"What? What does it mean?"

"You're pretty damn preppy, okay? It's nothing to get so upset about, it just means you'll probably fit in here in no time."

Kurt narrowed his eyes dangerously, clenching his jaw. "I don't like you, David. In the two minutes since we've met, that's what I have gathered about you."

Dave only laughed shortly, making Kurt glare even more. "Okay then. You keep feeling that way, Dude," he told him as he pat Kurt's shoulder and walked out the door to walk to the bathroom.

"And stop calling me dude!"