So sorry for the absence guys! I am reading all of your reviews and thank you so much for the kind words! Means a lot to me. And yes, I did see Never Been Kissed. I was shocked and felt special since I was one of the first to write a Kurtsky/Kurtofsky fic. ;) Hopefully this lives up to expectations! Love you all!

Chapter 5

Love Is A Crime

[From Chicago]

The next day started off the same as usual, except for once in his life, Dave was happy. Sure, there had been times before that he'd felt tinges of happiness, but this was nothing like he'd ever felt before. He wasn't sure how to even describe it except that it almost felt like a dream. He felt his phone buzz next to him and picked it up.

He read the name and sighed. Fuck.

Azimio: "Yo man. Wat up?"

He replied after a few minutes.

"Nothing. u?"

"Nothin bro. wanna go to tha mall or sumthin?"

"Nah, I have plans today. Thanks tho."

"Plans? Wit who?"

"My dad. He needs help with something."

"O well if u get bored or whatever, hit me up."

"K."

He opened a new text and typed out a quick one to Kurt.

"Hey beautiful. What are you up to today?"

He got up and started getting ready. He took a quick shower, brushed his teeth and got dressed before Kurt answered.

"Something with you?"

"Of course. Mall?"

"You know me so well. ;)" Dave smiled.

"I'll be there in 20?"

"I'll be waiting."

He jolted out of the door, barely having enough time to grab his jacket and slip his shoes on. He was excited and he felt like the worlds biggest dork at the moment, but he really felt something special with Kurt.

He drove quickly over to Kurt's house and honked. Kurt walked out wearing the tightest jeans he'd ever seen him in and an oversized wool coat with a scarf. He couldn't help but stare-it was by far his favorite outfit he'd ever seen him wear; mostly since the pants showed off, well, everything. He almost had to slap himself to get him to stop staring as Kurt got in, smirking.

"Like what you see, babe?" Kurt mused.

"Y-yes. I do. A lot," Dave stammered.

"It's not like you haven't seen me wear skinnies before."

"I know but I think that's the tightest pair I've ever seen you wear. You can literally see everything."

Kurt smirked. "That's the point."

"You are evil."

"If you behave, I may let you see what's underneath."

Dave choked on his spit.

"W-what?"

"You heard me."

"A-alright. I'll behave. I promise."

Kurt smirked and sat back, smirking.

Dave drove to the mall quickly and got out, went over and opened Kurt's door for him, and walked inside. He was slightly nervous, he admitted to himself, about seeing someone from school. After all, it was summer, and this was the popular hang out spot.

Oh well, he thought. I have to tell them sometime...

Behind him, he heard the familiar voice of his best friend.

"Yo, homo! Who's your boy toy here?" Azimio yelled, laughing.

Kurt didn't turn around but simply kept walking. Dave did the same. He was surprised that Azimio hadn't figured out right away it was him, but then realized he wasn't wearing his letterman jacket. He sighed slightly, glancing at Kurt, who gave a sympathetic smile.

"Hey!" yelled Azimio again, grabbing Kurt's shoulder and whipping him around to face him. "I said, who is your boy toy?"

Dave heard Kurt let out a small whimpers and was pissed. He whipped around.

"Dude, let him go."

"What the...?" Azimio questioned.

"I said let him go."

Azimio let go of Kurt and turned his full attention to Dave, who looked like he was about to punch his best friend.

"Why you hangin out with this homo?" Azimio spat venomously.

"Don't call him that!"

"Why not? That's what he is."

"Shut it before I punch you."

"What the fuck is going on dude?"

"He's my boyfriend," Kurt interjected, grabbing Dave's hand.

"This some kinda joke?"

"It's not a joke man. I'm..."

Kurt squeezed his hand, which gave him the gumption just to say it.

"I'm g-gay. Kurt's my boyfriend."

"Fucking faggot."

"...what the fuck did you say?" Kurt yelled in Azimio's face.

"I said fucking faggot. You gotta problem with it, homo?"

If love is a crime, baby, I'll do my time whether it's wrong or right, you can sentence me to life.

Before he could stop himself, Kurt punched Azimio as hard as he could across his face. Azimio stumbled back onto the bench. Kurt walked forward and punched him again, almost harder this time.

"Don't you ever call me or my boyfriend that again, you hear? I may be gay but I can punch like a motherfucker and my kick is ten times worse so back the fuck off and we won't have any problems. Oh, and one more thing..." Kurt slapped him hard across the face one and turned back to Dave, smiling.

"Ready to go?"

Dave was standing there, wide-eyed, mouth open. He nodded and followed Kurt quickly, looking back to see Azimio spit a bloody tooth out on the ground. Dave couldn't believe what he just saw. He had managed to come out, get a boyfriend, and see just how scary Kurt could be when pissed. It was the best day of his life, he had decided, grabbing Kurt's hand quickly.

"I don't think he'll be bothering us again," Kurt stated a matter of factly.

"I...don't even know what to say..."

"Thank you would be sufficient."

"How about I love you?"

"That works too. And Dave?" He turned to face Kurt. "I will say it back to you one day, I know I will, it's just...not yet. But don't give up hope. Okay?"

Dave nodded, leaned forward and kissed him pasionately. He didn't care that anyone else was around, he just needed those lips. The kiss lasted a few more seconds before he pulled away, looking Kurt in the eyes. Kurt smiled.

"Shall we shop or are you trying to see my soul through my eyes?" Kurt asked, smirking.

"You can do that?"

"No, but you're sure trying. And for having the insane amount of courage you did today, you will get a special present tonight." Kurt ghosted his hand over the front of Dave's jeans, smiling innocently.

"C-can't wait..."

"Me either. But first, we shop!"