"Thought we warned you about showing your dick-stained face at our school." Sneered Scott Cooper, one of guys from the hockey team.
"Last time I checked America was a free country. Karofsky can go anywhere he pleases." Aziz growled out.
Azimio looked him up and down, "Who asked you, fucking camel jockey?"
Marshall was quick to hold Aziz back, "Dude, calm down." Marshall looked at the bunch, "Dick-wads say shit like that on purpose to piss people off."
Aziz chortled and stepped back, crossing his arms. "Forgot this was a public school, you guys aren't really all that creative or original."
"Especially with half of you sporting those mullets, looks like you guys walked off the set of a John Hughes porno parody." Liam teased, looking weirded out by the hockey players' hair.
"What you say about us, you twat?" Scott stepped up only to be held back by Azimio. "What? We can kick their faggy asses."
Azimio shook his head, "Nah, man. We wouldn't wanna do that. They might enjoy it too much." He looked directly at Dave with disgust written all over his face. "You don't know what sort of disease they could carry."
Dave faltered, "Z, c'mon you-"
"Aww, is the little fairy gonna cry because he lost his best friend?" cooed another hockey player, Rick, in a condescending baby voice.
"You guys got nothing better to do, like crush empty budlight cans against your skulls?" Marshall quipped after noticing Dave shaking with rage.
Scott and the rest of the team laughed mockingly. "Ooh, Davey didn't know your butt-buddies were so protective of you, girlfriend." Scott said in a high pitch girly voice, waving a limp wrist around.
Dave didn't realize he had lunged out till he felt Sebastian and Liam pull him back. "Dave, they aren't worth fighting." Sebastian warned him.
"Guess we know who the bottom is." Said a random football player as the rest of guys laughed.
Aziz, Marshall, and Liam didn't miss the shade of red pass over Sebastian's face. Liam this time was quick to hold off Sebastian, as both Aziz and Marshall had to hold back an even angrier Dave.
Sebastian calmly shrugged him off, "Please, like I would even touch these losers."
"Can I at least kick Cooper's ass?" Dave asked snarling, struggling to get out of Marshall and Aziz's hold.
"Which one is that?" Aziz asked, looking at the group of boys.
"The one next to Z." Dave answered, cocking his chin at the tall mullet haired hockey player.
"Be my guest."
"Aziz!" Marshall yelled as he pulled Dave arms.
Sebastian blocked Dave from doing anything by standing between him and the players. "You're not going to do anything. You came out, there's no need to rush them. They'll come out on their own terms."
"What?" Azimio snapped, taking one step closer to Sebastian.
Sebastian clapped his hands together and turned around to face the group, ignoring their threatening stance. "Which is just annoying and sad, considering the amount of former homophobes who are now gay." Sebastian smirked, "It's just a matter of time till you all decide to like dicks."
"That ain't never gonna happen faggot." One football players sneered; he was ready to attack till Azimio held him back.
"Oh, really?" Sebastian asked, looking uninterested and fearless. "In an experiment done by the University of Georgia, men who considered themselves homophobic were turned on and stimulated by gay porn versus the men who considered themselves not homophobic and ended up not being turned on by gay porn."
Dave noticed a few guys step back.
Sebastian seemed to notice this as well because his smirk became wider and more smug looking. "Also another recent study done by the University of Essex, Santa Barbra, and Rochester showed that men who deemed themselves homophobic were actually scared of gay guys because it made them questioned their sexuality and made them realize they were in fact actually attracted to men. The guys in the experiment were more prone to make homophobic comments and more prone to pick fights and harass members of the LGBT community, specifically gay men."
All of the guys became quite, not daring to look at each other.
"So till you guys get out of your over-bearing-sexually-repressing-uber authoritative parent's home and discover the real world with real people and not some 1952 back woods Levittown, I suggest to you guys to stay the hell away from me and my friends." Sebastian warned in the iciest and deadliest tone he could muster, his green eyes now in slits.
Dave smirked, noticing the too shocked to speak look on the players' faces.
"Is there a problem here?" The group of McKinley boys cringed at the sound of Coach Beiste's gruff voice. Behind her was Shane looking at the joint football and hockey team questioningly. "What's going on here?" she asked again.
"Nothin', just welcoming back an old teammate." Rick replied easily, the rest of teammates murmured in agreement.
Beiste took one look at Dave, still being loosely held back by Aziz and Marshall. "Terrific. Shane, what do you think our lovely boys deserve for welcoming back a former teammate and thinking that I was born yesterday?"
Shane shrugged, "Maybe twenty laps with leg weights?"
Beiste smiled, "Perfect! But better make that thirty."
The guys groaned and shouted in protest.
"Get your behinds on the track, now!" Beiste yelled, "Anyone lagging or planning to ditch will miss out on prom and get detention for two weeks." She warned as the group of boys retreated and walked off, some still glaring at Sebastian.
"I don't get a hug or something?" Beiste asked smiling as Dave ran to her, giving her a fierce bear hug. "Aww, kid. Missed having you around." She pulled away and glanced at his uniform. "Nice threads. How's life at the Academy?"
"It's doing pretty good. Got some new friends and the baseball coach over there is willing to recommend me to any university or college interested." Dave answered, looking agitated still.
"Baseball team there any good?" Beiste asked, looking doubtful. After all of the things she had been through with Dave, she wanted to make sure that he was getting the best education and the best offers from schools.
"Yes." Aziz and Marshall both answered in unison, sounding a bit insulted.
Dave smiled at the two before turning back to Beiste, "What they said."
Beiste shrugged, "Come back anytime or call me if you need help or advice, got that?"
Dave nodded, "Yes, Coach Beiste."
"Good, now I gotta go back out there. Make sure none of those goons start lagging." Beiste gave Dave one last bone crushing hug and left. Leaving Shane and the Dalton boys behind alone.
Dave didn't know the guy really well, he had seen him around school before when he was at McKinley, but just knew he had dated Mercedes because Kurt had told him a few weeks ago. Shane offered his hand out to Dave to shake, introducing himself and admitting something Dave never expected to hear.
"Don't let Azimio get to you, Karofsky. He doesn't hate you. He's just angry; you guys have been friends since the fifth grade. He just feels jilted."
Dave snorted, "Funny way of showing it."
Shane laughed and shrugged, "Yeah, Z's an asshole, but he still misses you."
Dave was too flabbergasted to speak, so Aziz asked for him. "Did he actually tell you that?"
"Nope, he still has a pic of Dave in his locker. I guess it was their eighth grade graduation."
Dave could feel his stomach doing flip-flops. 'Z still has the picture in his locker?' He didn't want to get too hopeful. But he couldn't help but feel anything but, seven years of friendship was hard to forget and get over.
"Still though, you don't try to beat up and threaten a friend who you miss." Marshall said in amazement.
Shane smiled, "Nah, Z might be pissed, but I doubt he would have let any of those guys actually beat up Karofsky here. Don't matter what you and your boys goes through, you don't let anyone touch them."
Aziz shrugged, considering this. "He did stop that Scott guy and few others."
Shane chuckled at the bewildered facial expression on Dave, "Told you." He patted Dave's arm, "Just give him some time. I gotta head back to the field. Nice to finally meet you, Karofsky."
"Yeah, same here." he replied back, still a bit stunned from the news about Azimio.
Soon it was just the five of them in the hallway.
"You going to be alright?" Sebastian asked, looking slightly worried for Dave's sanity.
"Yeah, I-I," he took out his cell phone to check the time. "I'm going to be late meeting Lucas. I gotta go." He voice sounded hallow as he shook his head, looking as if that could clear out the cloudiness in his mind, "Hopefully I don't spaz out during the date." He waved goodbye to the guys and promised to call them later.
Aziz, Liam, and Marshall looked at a rather stiff looking Sebastian. Each were too scared to ask if he was okay.
"Well, this has been interesting. I'm off to the bar." He smiled at the group nonchalantly, "I'll see you guys later." He pointed at Marshall "And Hall?"
"Yeah?" Marshall asked a bit fearful.
"Thanks for telling me what Dave was planning." Sebastian smirked as he walked away.
A minute after Sebastian left their sights Aziz punched Marshall hard in the arm. "Ow! Son of a-!"
"Yahallah. Seriously, you told him what Dave was planning? The guy didn't want Sebastian involved and you told him?"
Marshall cringed at the pain, clutching his arm. "Jesus." He blinked, "Okay, I deserve that." He groaned and rotated his arm a few times. He noticed Liam giving him the stink eye as well, "Look, I'm sorry. But you know how Sebastian gets when he wants to find out things."
"You couldn't lie?" Liam asked astounded at his friend's weakness. He knew Sebastian had his ways of conniving people, he just didn't believe Marshall could fall for it.
"I tried." Marshall stressed through gritted teeth, he rubbed his arm again. "Honestly, I tried, but that dude scares the crap out of me."
Liam sighed and shrugged at Aziz, "He's got a point."
"Beato." Aziz snapped, he couldn't believe that Liam was scared of Sebastian as well.
"What?" Liam barked, "Sebastian is an instigator and a pain in the arse. You don't know because you don't have to be in every damn bloody class with him."
Monday morning at Dalton was busy as usual.
Aziz was helping Liam with his English homework in the hallway when Marshall zoomed by then, hands covering his mouth. He looked frantic and flushed.
"Marshall!" Liam yelled out when he noticed Marshall run past him, "Oy!" Liam pulled the other boy down between him and Aziz on the bench, "What's gotten into you? You look like you're about to chuck up your breakfast."
Marshall's hands were still grasped tightly over his mouth, but he let out a low whimper.
"What, you saw one of the professors naked or something?" Aziz asked, amused at his friends stance, he had never seen Marshall look so pale and sick, "Did something happen to Marvin?" Aziz caught the look Liam gave to him.
"Couldn't be. I just saw his brother at breakfast." Liam explained, trying to move Marshall's hands away. "Did you hear something and you can't tell us?" Liam asked, now knowing Marshall's inability to keep secrets.
Marshall nodded.
"Something about Dave?" Aziz asked, he and Liam hadn't heard anything from the other boy since Saturday. Not even about his date with Lucas.
Marshall shook his head 'no'.
"Something about Lucas then?"
Marshall shook his head 'no' again.
"Really not in a mood to play twenty-one questions, mate." Liam rubbed his face, "Can't you just tell us, it can't be that bad."
Marshall whimpered, he looked around before he took his hands away from his mouth. "Sebastianhasn'thadsexinthreeweeks!"He admitted in one quick breath before slamming his hands over his mouth again.
Liam and Aziz spluttered for a moment, each not knowing how to take the bit of shocking news.
Liam was the first to find his voice, "Who told you that?"
"Jeff."
Liam didn't doubt that, he knew that Jeff and Sebastian traded stories. He just didn't expect this. "Are you sure? I mean, Sebastian not having sex is like a person not breathing."
Marshall groaned (finally realizing what he had just done) and rubbed his forehead, "I'm sure. Jeff told me that Sebastian hasn't been able to hook up with any rando-guys in the last three weeks. And when I mean 'hook up', I mean just about every down and dirty thing Sebastian usually brags about."
Aziz raised his brows; he usually stayed away from school gossip. "Well, that answered my next set of questions." He did the math in his head, "He hasn't had any sort of sex since-?"
Marshall pouted and nodded his head solemnly.
Aziz swore loudly, "Maybe it's not as bad as we think?"
"Hey guys." Dave greeted looking beyond happy and cheerful as he carried an embarrassed looking Sebastian on his back. "Everything all right?"
Marshall groaned loudly into his hands, jutting the other two out of their shock. Liam patted him awkwardly on the back, "Yeah! He's just-," Liam waved him off, "Never mind him, why are you giving Sebastian a piggy back ride?" he asked sounding dazed and (slightly) hysterical.
Dave hitched Sebastian a bit higher on his back, "My special way of saying thanks for helping me out so much, especially with getting me a date with Lucas." None of them miss the sparkle in Dave's eyes and the disappointment in Sebastian's.
Marshall let out a painful sounding groan this time.
"You sure he's alright?" Dave asked looking worried.
"He's not going to throw up, is he?" Sebastian asked with a look of disgust.
Liam and Aziz shook their heads no unconvincingly, "He'll be fine." Aziz smiled reassuringly. "So the date with Lucas went well then?" he didn't miss Sebastian cringe.
"Yeah, it was freaking amazing." Dave looked drunk on happiness as he gave the two minute version of the date, not leaving out the fact that Lucas had kissed him goodnight on the lips (Sebastian looked as if someone had doused him with cold water). The five minute warning bell blared throughout the hallway. "I gotta carry him to class. I'll tell you guys more at lunch."
Marshall let out another painful sounding groan, looking at Aziz as if he had caused the situation to get worse, "It's bad."
Earlier…
"Three freaking weeks? What did you do, go through all the guys in Ohio already?" Jeff had asked him during breakfast after Sebastian had confessed he couldn't bring himself to have sex with any guys he had met in the clubs in the last three weeks. He didn't know why.
He groaned pitifully as he finished his cup of coffee, he knew why.
He just wasn't sure.
That and he didn't want to admit it.
Hell, he couldn't even let his mind think to admit it.
'Maybe it's guilt?' Sebastian mused as he looked into his cup, somehow thinking it had the answers. 'Maybe as soon he and Lucas start a relationship, I can relax a bit.' The idea of Lucas and Dave kissing, holding hands, moving in together and having a relationship made him feel physically ill. "Shit." He swore out loud, realizing that it wasn't just guilt that made his heart feel as it were going to shatter. 'Fucking emotions.'
This was the exact reason why he didn't do relationship. It caused people to think with their heart and not their brain. It made them too emotional, useless, and weak.
He looked at his watch and got up, trashing his cup on the way out. He had time till his next class, he needed some air.
Sebastian let out a short yelp as he felt someone pick him up from behind and spin him around. "Fucking hell! I just ate!" Sebastian swore as he kicked the person.
He turned around to see Dave smiling and before he could ask Dave hugged him tightly. Sebastian was thankful that he didn't blush as easily as Dave. "So you're in a good mood. You finally got laid?" Sebastian mentally grimaced at himself for asking that. 'Stupid emotions.' Part of him, a very small part that he was prayed would stay quiet and die, hoped Dave didn't get laid and had a horrible time with Lucas.
Dave had his hands on Sebastian's shoulders, "No, but I did have an awesome time out with Lucas." Dave's smile was so good hearted that it was infectious.
Despite what he was feeling (that tiny part of him wouldn't shut up and die), Sebastian was happy to see Dave smiling and looking relaxed. "That's great," he lied with ease, "What did you guys end up doing for two days?"
God, he was a glutton for punishment.
"He took me out to dinner to this real cool jazz bar in Columbus. We even got to slow dance on the main floor!" Dave said in amazement. "Pretty sure if you told me a month ago that I would be slow dancing with a guy in a jazz club, I would have told you to stop inhaling." Dave went on about Lucas being really cool about him coming out and going out with a guy for the first time, how Lucas also wanted to take it slow, how Lucas had taken him out to play football in the park on Saturday and then took him to this really cool retro burger place. And Lucas this, Lucas that, and Luca, Lucas, LUCAS!
'God, he's becoming freaking attached in a week?' Sebastian thought, fake smiling as Dave told him his two-day date with Lucas. Not to mention Lucas kissing him goodnight.
"Never thought I would not want to stop kissing a guy. Now I just feel sorry for stealing Kurt's first kiss with a guy."
Oh yeah, that was definitely something Sebastian wanted to hear now!
Sebastian must have faded out because then next thing he heard was Dave saying, "And I have you to thank."
"What?"
"I hate admitting when I'm wrong about things, but you were right with just about everything with me. If it weren't for you I would probably still be licking my wounds somewhere or worse."
Sebastian didn't want think about 'Or worse' and he didn't feel right about Dave thanking him.
'Maybe it is just guilt.'
"Never thought the asshole who told me to go back into the closet would become my best friend, huh?" Dave joked kindly as he gently bumped Sebastian.
Sebastian winced, if there was one thing he could take back it was saying that to Dave at Scandals. He could feel his stomach wanting to chuck his breakfast up. He wavered on the spot and felt Dave clutch his arm.
"You alright?"
Sebastian shook the feeling off (whatever those feeling were) and smirked, "Yeah, just a bad headache." He smiled for Dave's benefit, "I'm fine."
"Okay." Dave didn't look like he believed him. "Are you sure? I can walk you to the nurse's office."
Sebastian hated feelings and emotions. They sucked. They just made things complicated and made life seem like a bad 90s teen rom-com movie.
"I'm fine. Stop worrying about me will you? Maybe lesson six should be how to take a hint." Sebastian smirked; slightly proud that he managed to sound like his usual agitated self.
Dave just laughed, "So would that be a personal lesson from the King of Broken Hearts?"
Sebastian made a face, impressed that Dave came up with that little comeback and truly happy to see his friend in good spirits. "Oh, look who thinks he can make cracks just because he had a good weekend."
Dave grinned and nodded, looking quite pleased with himself. "It was definitely a good weekend and as a special thank you," Dave dropped his messenger bag to the floor and took out a small but heavy looking gift wrapped box, "I got you this." He handed Sebastian the gift.
Sebastian could feel those stupid feelings stirring up and becoming alive and livid with what was going on. "You didn't have to do this." He weighed the gift in his hands, it felt like a book.
"Yeah I did. You deserve more than this, but I thought this was a good thing to start with." Dave tapped on the gift, "Open it."
Sebastian ripped the wrapping paper apart. It was a book; thick, leather bound with gold gilded edges and golden lettering on the front cover and sides. It looked freaking expensive and familiar. "The Complete Works of William Shakespeare." Sebastian read out.
Dave smiled shyly. "I know how much you missed your old copy."
'He fucking remembered?' Sebastian thought shocked. He had told Dave about his classmate back in France losing the book. It was one of his favorites since it was the few things he had kept that belonged to his Grandmother.
Sebastian let out a gasp as he noticed the copyright date. "I-I can't keep this!"
Dave frowned, "Why not? I thought you were pissed about losing the book?"
Sebastian looked up at the older boy in disbelief, "Dave, this book is from 1936-"
"I know. It should be the same one your grandmother had, right?"
Sebastian wanted to kick himself for telling Dave that story and hug Dave for the gift. "Yeah-it's just-this book is in mint condition and-" He was becoming hysterical. There was no way he could allow himself to keep this.
Dave sighed, "Don't worry about the money, okay?"
"Kind of hard not too."
Dave shook him by the shoulders, "It's a thank you gift. You've been a good friend and with all things considered, you've been one of my best friends. So just take the book and be happy, alright?"
Sebastian bit his lip; he couldn't explain why keeping the book caused him to feel sick. He wanted to refuse the gift, but Dave had clearly gone out of his way to get it for him.
'I hate myself.' Sebastian thought miserably as he put on a fake smile and agreed to keep the book. "Thank you." He said sincerely. "I mean it."
"No problem. You sure you're feeling alright though? You still look sick." Dave pressed his hand against Sebastian's forehead (missing the look of panic pass over Sebastian's face). "Why don't I give you a ride to class?"
Sebastian reeled back, "You realize we don't drive to classes, right?"
Dave walked him over to a vacant bench and turned around, "I meant a piggy back, hop on."
Sebastian blanched, "Seriously? You want to carry me to class?" 'He has got to kidding!' He looked around and noticed a few guys passing them by, obviously not missing their conversation.
Dave shrugged; he didn't seem too fazed with people looking at them anymore. "I know I'm not Lance Gross or James McAvoy, but I think I'm the next best thing." He pointed to Sebastian, "No comebacks!"
Sebastian opened his mouth and closed it again, "Damn it!" He looked around the hallway for a moment, "Never thought I could get someone to carry me around school. I thought I would have to blackmail one of the seniors to do this." He stood up on the bench and climbed onto Dave's back.
'Shit!' A part of him knew getting onto Dave's back would be a bad idea. He just didn't realize how bad of an idea it would be.
Dave was warm to the touch and his hair smelled like mint. He wasn't chubby or fat like Sebastian first thought he was, he was just buff.
"You ready to go?" Dave asked, Sebastian was beyond thankful that Dave couldn't see him turning red.
He could feel Dave's hands holding the back of his knees; he gulped refusing to acknowledge his heart flip-flopping in his chest. "Yeah," he gave Dave a weak kick and chuckled, "Let's go already."
Later at Lima Bean…
Sebastian sat quietly at a table for two, he had promised to meet Dave later for dinner. But after the roller coaster of emotions he had gone through today at school he needed some time to breathe. He was absentmindedly scratching the logo off the coffee mug when he heard someone ask.
"A penny for your thoughts?"
He jumped at the voice and looked up to see Kurt looking worried and confused. "What?"
"You seem lost. Anything wrong?" Kurt asked, sitting down and setting another cup of coffee in front of Sebastian.
Sebastian eyed Kurt and the mug, "Why do you care?" He knew that he was on good footing with Blaine, but there was always going to be animosity between the him and Kurt.
"Honestly?" Kurt shrugged, "I don't. But considering that both Blaine and Dave speak highly of you, I feel like I owe it to them to make sure your ego doesn't deflate, shrivel, and die."
Sebastian frowned and took a sip of the drink Kurt had brought for him.
"What?" Kurt asked incredulously, "No comebacks? No scathing remarks?"
Sebastian sighed; he knew he wasn't himself if he didn't feel like verbally kicking Kurt's butt. "Not today, Kurt." He winced; he could hear his voice waver and quickly took another sip.
Kurt eyed him quietly for a moment and crossed his legs and folded his hands together. "Is this about David?"
Sebastian should have denied it. The first thing that should have come out of his mouth was a loud and adamant "No!", but he couldn't do it. Instead he glanced down and started to scratch the logo of the mug again.
Kurt sighed, "No answer is still an answer and a loud one at that too."
Sebastian nodded, he knew that expression. "Yeah, I know." He sniffed; internally cursing the fact of all people he had to break down in front of it had to be Kurt Hummel.
"You like him, don't you." Kurt stated, not sounding surprised or angry at all.
"I don't know if I do."
Kurt rolled his eyes and leaned back into his chair. "You don't know?" Kurt wanted to get angry, but he had a gut feeling that Sebastian was just as new to the idea of relationships as Dave was.
"I-I don't know. Maybe I still feel responsible for him wanting to commit suicide?" Sebastian looked at Kurt, who wasn't buying it, he sighed into his hands. "I don't know what I'm going to do."
Kurt snorted, "Well, that's a first."
"You don't have to sound so happy about it." Sebastian snapped.
"You think I'm happy about this?"
"Yes."
Kurt arched his brow, "Listen to me Sebastian. I'm happy that you're not going after Blaine anymore and that you've given David the confidence he needs to be himself in the world-granted I never trusted you with him. But I know what it feels like to like a guy who sees you as just friends. It's a hard thing to go-."
Sebastian stopped him right there, "I don't have feelings for Dave. I don't do relationships, remember?"
"Maybe you were waiting for the right guy to show up?"
Sebastian smirked, "There's no such thing as the 'right guy'. That's a myth they tell girls so that they can sell stupid things that makes them think they look pretty."
Kurt looked like he was expecting that sort of answer from him; he frowned, holding his cup to his lips. "That honestly didn't sound as scathing as usual." He smiled behind his mug, "You really do like him."
Before Sebastian could reply his cell phone went off…
'You cast a spell on me, spell on me. You hit me like the sky fell on me-' Sebastian quickly took his phone out, ignoring the knowing smirk plastered on Kurt's face. "Dave, Hey."
"Shocking." Kurt snorted to himself, although Sebastian could still hear him.
Sebastian frowned at him before turning away to talk to Dave. After a few minutes of explaining to Dave that he would be late to dinner and reassuring him he was okay, he hung up and turned around to still see Kurt smiling knowingly.
"Do you want to go see a movie with me on Sunday?"
Sebastian choked on coffee, he wasn't expecting that as a response from Kurt. "What?" he gasped, accepting the napkins Kurt had handed to him.
"Do you want to go see a movie with me on Sunday? Just as friends of course." Kurt repeated.
Sebastian blinked. "What for?"
"You look like you need a break."
Sebastian frowned. "Try again." Kurt was the caring type, but Sebastian knew for a fact that Kurt didn't care for his wellbeing after the things he had done to him and his friends.
"Fine. I promised Blaine and Dave that I would try to get along with you." He covered his heart with his hand when he realized Sebastian didn't believe him. "I swear to you that I'm not trying anything. I just think that this could be a good way to start over. "
Sebastian crossed his arms, he didn't know what to do or say to him.
"Fine."
Kurt smiled and got up, "Great. So I'll see you at the movies around one on Sunday then?"
Sebastian offered back a tight lipped smile; Sunday was going to be a nightmare. "Sure. Just no rom-coms."
"Deal. I'll call you later then." Kurt promised and waved as he walked out of the café. He pulled out his cell phone and called Dave.
"Hey David."
"Hey Kurt. What's up?"
Kurt got into his car; he could still see Sebastian sitting at the table through the window, looking miserable. "Oh, nothing much. I was wondering if we were still on for the movies this Sunday."
Hope you all like this chapter. And as always thanks for the reviews, alerts, favorites, and of course reading the fic. Next part will include: Dave vs. Azimio and Dave vs. Sebastian. And a few confessions here and there as well.
Found out who plays "Marshall" and "Liam" on the show. Jon Hall and Nelson Beato are the real actors.
The studies Sebastian mentions are real. The first study mentioned was done in 1996 (Is Homophobia Associated with Homosexual Arousal?) and the second study mentioned was released recently by the Universities mentioned (Is Some Homophobia Self-Phobia?)
And a BIG THANK YOU! to whatthegleek for posting a gif on tumblr based on the fic. That was awesome!
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