Title: Dear Kurt

Author: SickOfTakenUsernames

Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction using the characters from Ryan Murphy's Glee, to whom the rights belong to Fox and Sky in the US and UK respectively. I do not claim any ownership of the show and/or characters. The story I have written using the characters is my own invention for entertainment purposes only, and it is not shown as or believed to be part of Glee's story canon. I am not profiting financially from the publication of this story in any way, shape, or form.

Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction, but please do not let that deter you. I have been reading fanfiction for a while now and am in no way new to this website. I am well aware that my writing skills have a lot of room for improvement, and I am open to constructive critism. If you think my writing is awful, could you please let me know what it is about the story you didn't like and offer me some advice on how to improve it for next time instead of just sending a review saying "this is useless"? Time-wise, this is a future!fic that was written pre-The First Time, meaning that when I wrote it Karofsky was still in denial (though I am glad he's accepting himself now). Enjoy!

Dear Kurt,

First of all I would like to say congratulations on your engagement to Blaine and achieving your Broadway dream. Say hi to Rachel for me, by the way.

It's David Karofsky here. I don't know if you remember me; quarterback at William McKinley High School in Lima, Ohio, and closet gay? We parted on good terms, but I won't deny still regretting bullying you. We haven't spoken since graduation, so I'm sure it's strange for you to be receiving this letter out of nowhere. But there is a reason. You see, I'm writing to you to ask for your help. I want to come out.

Back in high school, Santana Lopez called me a "late-in-life gay". She said I would "stay in the closet, get married, get drunk to have relations with my wife, have a couple kids, become a state senator, or a deacon, then get caught in the men's room, tapping my foot with some page". At the time, I wanted to forget that. I was still struggling with acceptance of myself, but lately I've come to terms with who I am. For some reason though, no matter how hard I tried otherwise, Santana's little speech has stuck with me all these years. And yes, I'll admit, so far, most of that has happened (How I got into politics from football I'll never know!). But I want to change that. I want to feel as if I'm in control of my life for once.

You see, I've met someone. A guy. I really like him, and I want to be with him. I want to be able to hold his hand in public, or kiss him whenever I want to, or simply because I can. His name is Nathan, and he's amazing; kind, funny, handsome, and really understanding. I want to come out for him.

I will admit, I did ask myself if he was worth it; losing my wife and family. I have two children, a boy and a girl. Thomas started school back in September, but Lucy is still in her terrible twos. They're my world. I would do anything for them, I'd give up my life to save theirs. I don't want to lose them because of this, so any advice you could give me on coming out will be greatly appreciated, since I have no idea on how to approach this. If you could pop in and see me – my address is at the top, or I work in City Hall – when you and Blaine come back to Lima to celebrate your engagement that would be great.

Thank-you in advance,

Yours sincerely,

Dave Karofsky.

A/N: Hmm, well that was longer on paper.

Oh well, I hope you liked it anyway, please leave a review telling me what you thought :-)