Title: Pools of Sorrow, Waves of Joy
Author: lovesmymovement on lj/owlssayhoooot on tumblr
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Word Count: 347/1239 (so far)
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 taken 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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It was definitely nice to have a private bathroom for just your roommate and yourself but that certainly didn't help the fact that even a week later, Kurt and Dave still weren't on the greatest of terms.
Kurt woke up earlier to make sure he could get all of his routine done before breakfast, which was good enough, but then Dave was banging on the door halfway through and it was all Kurt could do not to open the door and smack the hell out of him for interrupting him.
It didn't help that Kurt hadn't ever had to share his bathroom before so he was stuck getting used to new routines which made everything – leaving his school, friends, and family behind and starting anew – just that much worse.
Dave, on the other hand, was mad for a completely different reason. For as laid-back as he was, it didn't change the fact that he'd gotten used to not having a roommate and having the place all to himself anymore. It was weird living with another dude – a dude who sang all the time, was completely into fashion, complained about not being allowed to wear his regular clothes anymore except for the weekend because of the uniforms, and did yoga in the afternoons and showed off his ass in those ridiculously tight stretch pants. All of the deep breathing was completely distracting with the way Kurt's chest would rise and fall rhythmically and how his back would bend as he did the Downward Facing Dog and transition into the next pose. Dave was losing concentration on his homework and for a school like Dalton, where they prided themselves on high GPAs and good academics all around, he was going to be kicked out by the end of the month if this kept up.
It wasn't just the yoga, though. That, combined with Kurt singing in such a high voice and the fashion choices, was all confusing Dave like none other.
He'd always sort of just assumed he was straight.
But with Kurt there, he wasn't so sure anymore.