Kurt awoke with his head on Finn's shoulder. He looked around groggily, rubbing his eyes. The lights were off, the tv was off, the ice-cream cartons were gone. His dad must have come in here earlier, after they'd fallen asleep watching... what had they been watching? Oh, right. P.S. I Love You. He'd caught Finn crying a few times, and he'd been pleased. You weren't human if that movie didn't make you sad. It was still dark out, and a quick glance at his clock told him that it was two in the morning. So what had woken him? He looked around his room, trying to figure it out.
There it was. He heard music. Music he knew, at that. He licked at his lips as he searched around for his phone. He didn't have that as a ringtone, he was sure, but maybe it was playing randomly. Or something. He felt under the bed, his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth as he blindly searched for his phone. He knew it was under here somewhere... aha! His hand closed around it and he pulled it up from under the bed. Nope. He'd shut it off earlier. He set it up on top of his nightstand. There was no use in turning it on right now.
But that didn't explain where the music was coming from. It stopped for a moment, and he felt frustrated. He hadn't even figured out where it was coming from. He heard a small chink and whipped his head toward his window. No, he was just imagining that. He heard it again, watched as a small pebble hit his window. Blinking, he went to the window and looked down to see... No. He rubbed his eyes. He had to be dreaming this.
Dreaming or not, he was going to enjoy it. He opened up his window so he could hear better. Dave didn't smile, just looked up at him. Kurt didn't offer any words. He wouldn't know what to say, anyway. When Dave began to play the song again, Kurt couldn't help but smile. The fact that it was a Beatles song didn't surprise him at all.
To lead a better life I need my love to be here...
Kurt closed his eyes, listening to Dave's sweet voice. He was falling in love all over again, but he didn't care any more. He'd accepted the fact that he was always going to love Dave. Kurt was pretty convinced that this was all just a dream, but hell, if he couldn't have Dave in his waking life, he'd cling to the dream Dave.
Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with the wave of his hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there
"I forgot how good he sings," Finn whispered and Kurt jumped, eyes opening to look sideways at Finn. He studied Finn's smiling face for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something, but then Finn pinched him and said, "Not a dream." Kurt smacked Finn, but couldn't deny that it had hurt. So, if this wasn't a dream, it meant that Dave was really here, singing to him. A love song, at that. A really pretty love song. His heart leaped in his chest.
There, running my hands through his hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but he doesn't know he's there
Kurt heard another window open, and he was sure that it was his father and Carole. He didn't care if his dad yelled at them for this. He could hardly believe that any of this was happening. It was taking everything in him not to jump up right now, run downstairs, and quite possibly try to tackle Dave to the ground. He could do that if Dave wasn't prepared for it. His mind wasn't rational enough to take in the fact that he was barefoot, in pajamas, and it was freezing outside. There was snow on the ground. Snow. Dave was outside singing in the snow.
I want him everywhere and if he's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love him is to need him everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Kurt felt giddy. This was the kind of thing that only happened in movies. But this wasn't a movie, and he and Dave were real people. Dave was actually down there serenading him with a love song. Kurt grinned down at him. Dave only did this sort of thing if he thought he was in a lot of trouble. And he wasn't. Not really. Kurt could never push him away for walking out on him seven months ago or earlier today in the cafeteria. He'd never be able to push Dave away for anything.
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching his eyes and hoping I'm always there
So was this it, then? Did this mean that Kurt was going to get what he wanted? Was this Dave saying that he wanted Kurt, that they would be together, no matter what? Well, maybe it wasn't all of that right now. Maybe this was just simply Dave saying that he loved Kurt. They'd done that whole "no-labels" thing last year. Which, he hadn't always been happy with, but it had worked for him because Dave wasn't out yet. Not then, anyway. But what did all of this mean?
I want him everywhere and if he's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love him is to need him everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Kurt suddenly realized that Dave had changed all of the pronouns in the song. God, he didn't think he could love this man any more than he did right now. When he serenaded someone, he did it right. He giggled a little, covering his mouth and looking over at Finn, who was grinning widely. He looked back down at Dave, who was just grinning up at him with a goofy smile.
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching his eyes and hoping I'm always there
I will be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere
Kurt didn't hesitate. He jumped to his feet, ignoring Finn's demands that he put on his slippers at least, and raced down the stairs. He grew frustrated as he fumbled with the locks on the door, desperately trying to get rid of the last thing standing in the way of having Dave. Grinning with triumph, he yanked the door open and was immediately picked up by Dave. Dave was laughing as he spun him around, Kurt giggling happily. Neither of them were aware – nor would they have cared – that they had an audience as Dave gently set Kurt down on his feet. Dave gently stroked Kurt's cheek, and Kurt leaned into the touch. Dave leaned in, pressing his lips to Kurt's. Kurt raised up on his toes, wrapping his arms around Dave's neck and hungrily kissing him back.
Burt cleared his throat and the two turned to see Burt, Carole, and Finn standing there watching them. Kurt's cheeks reddened as he realized that this probably would have turned into a pretty intense make-out session if they hadn't been there. Kurt was pretty sure Carole was crying, and Finn was hiding his face, but Kurt knew he had tears in his eyes as well. Finn could be a sap, too.
"This mean you'll be staying over, kid?" Burt asked and Dave raised an eyebrow at Kurt, who nodded in answer to his father.
"If I hear anything-"
"You won't, Dad." Kurt said, cutting his father off.
"Good. It's about time you two knuckleheads got it together," Burt said, grinning. Kurt just rolled his eyes, and Dave laughed. Kurt was pretty sure no one was going to be sleeping after this, because everyone just seemed to damn giddy to do so. "And Dave?"
"Yes, sir?"
"It's good to have you back, son." With that, Burt and Carole turned and went back up to their room, Finn following close behind. Dave opened his mouth to say something, but Kurt shook his head and led him up to his room. Once the door was closed tight behind them, Kurt wrapped his arms tightly around Dave and started to cry.
"I'm so sorry, Kurt." Dave said quietly as he held Kurt tightly. Kurt knew that there was more that Dave wanted to say, but he also knew that Dave just couldn't say it.
"Never again," Kurt managed to get out. "Never leave me again."
"Never." Dave agreed, pulling him towards the bed and sitting down with him. He stroked Kurt's hair, murmuring sweet little things about always being there and never leaving and for the first time in a while, Kurt felt like everything was... right. Dave was here. Dave was his again. He pulled away from Dave's neck, smiling up at him through his tears. Dave wiped away his tears and cupped his face in his hands as he kissed his forehead, his nose, his cheek, and then finally his mouth.
"God, I missed you. I missed you so much," Dave said, his voice breaking.
"I missed you too," Kurt whispered, his hands tightly holding onto Dave as if Dave was just going to slip away from him at any moment. He had him now. He couldn't let him go. Not ever again. Dave's lips were on his again, and Kurt swore that he'd never tire of Dave's kisses. He slipped off Dave's jacket and tossed it to the end of the bed. Dave laid back, pulling Kurt down with him. Kurt pulled back, smiling down at Dave. "I can hardly believe you're here."
"Well believe it buddy, 'cause I'm not going anywhere."
"You better not. We're totally skipping school tomorrow."
"Like I was going to give you a choice."
Kurt giggled and kissed Dave before snuggling up to him and resting his head on Dave's shoulder. He sighed happily, enjoying the feel of Dave's hand running up and down his back. He was in his own personal heaven, only it wasn't heaven at all. All of this was real. He was really laying here in Dave's arms. He shifted, resting his head on Dave's chest so that he could hear his heartbeat. All of this was real, and nothing could ever take Dave away from him.
As he slipped back into consciousness, he became aware that he was alone in the bed. His eyes snapped open as he searched around the room for Dave, but Dave was nowhere to be found, and there was no sign that he'd been there, either. Kurt laid back, sighing. He knew it all had just been a dream. Dave coming back to him, serenading him... it was all too good to be true, wasn't it? He should have realized last night.
"Dude," Finn said, coming into Kurt's room. Kurt glanced up at him and then over at his clock. It was almost noon,and Kurt was rather shocked because he never slept that long. Finn came to the side of his bed, holding out a cup of coffee. "Here."
"Did you make it?" Kurt asked suspiciously. The last time Finn had made coffee, he'd made it unbelievably strong. So when he'd made Kurt a cup, he'd added tons of sugar, and so it had been more like a syrup than coffee.
"Nah. Dave did. He's making brunch now."
"Really?" Kurt asked. Okay, so maybe he hadn't been dreaming after all.
"Yeah, goof," Finn grinned sitting down on the edge of the bed. "How's it feel?"
"It's fucking fantastic, Finn," Kurt gushed. "I forgot what this was like, being this happy. I'm all giddy again."
"Good. The other's will love that." Finn said, nodding.
"Others?" Kurt quirked an eyebrow, looking at Finn.
"Yeah..." Finn said, laughing. "When you and Dave didn't show up for school, Santana wasn't sure whether it'd gone good or bad. She tried to call you, but your phone was off. So she called Dave, and he said he was over here. So, of course, she called Blaine and Blaine told Sebastian and they're all down in the kitchen."
"Are they pleased?" Kurt asked, already knowing the answer.
"Well duh. San wanted to come up and give you a rude awakening, but Dave wouldn't let her. He sent me up with a cup of coffee and..." Finn turned red here, and Kurt was already laughing because it was like Dave to send Finn with some awkward message. "He wanted me to tell you that it took a lot not to... to... yeah, whatever. He can tell you himself."
"Oh my god," Kurt laughed. "Oh god."
"Why can't he just tell you these things himself?" Finn muttered.
"Well," Kurt sighed, sitting up. "You make it too fun. If you didn't seem bothered by it, it wouldn't be fun for him. Or me."
Finn rolled his eyes and got up, tugging Kurt out of the bed. Kurt hurried through his shower, wanting most to see his friends and his boyfriend all together in his kitchen. In his house. Kurt grabbed his now cold coffee and headed downstairs and into the kitchen, where everyone was sitting around and laughing. Kurt headed for the coffee machine, topping off his cup of coffee. Dave came up behind him, wrapping his arms around him and murmuring in his ear. Kurt laughed, both at what Dave said and at the catcalls that came from the kitchen table.
He chuckled, turning around and kissing Dave. Dave pulled back after a moment, grinning at Kurt. Dave led him over to the table, where an assortment of food – god, Kurt had missed Dave's cooking – was waiting for the whole group. They talked and laughed as they dug in, eating most of what Dave had cooked. The end of the meal found Kurt snuggling into Dave's side, Blaine and Sebastian holding hands under the table, and Finn and Santana laughing as they bickered back and forth. Brittany sat close to Santana, a proud smile on her face. Kurt couldn't tell who was happiest, but at this point, it didn't matter. He had Dave, he had his best friends, and he just didn't think life could get any better than this.
A/N: Well, that was it guys. I contemplated having Kurt turn Dave away when he serenaded him, but that would have just been even more heartbreaking, wouldn't it? So, it's done. I want to thank all of you who read, favorited, put on alert, and especially those of you who reviewed. The reviews really helped me so much, and I was very grateful for those. I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. :)