A.N. Hello everyone! This takes place in the First Time at Scandals right before Dave walks in. That's where it changes to my dialogue. It's rated T. Enjoy! :D

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The Right To Be Jealous

Kurt watched his boyfriend dance with another boy on the dance floor. He tentatively took another sip of his tequila as he watched. Sebastian was smirking - like always - and staring at him, rubbing it in his face that Blaine was dancing with him instead of Kurt. The countertenor gripped his glass tighter and forced himself to take deep calming breaths. The worst part was that Blaine was smiling and enjoying himself. Kurt was extremely jealous, but he had a right to be; at least, that was what Finn had told him.

Still pointedly glaring at Sebastian, Kurt didn't notice that someone had taken the spot next to him until they spoke to him.

"You shouldn't let him walk all over you like that." Kurt was startled. He turned his gaze to the person and his eyes widened when he recognized him. Dave Karofsky looked up at him from underneath his baseball cap and gave a shy smile.

"Dave?" Kurt asked incredulously, just to be sure he wasn't seeing things. When he received a nod as a response, the corners of his lips turned up just a little bit. but hen he frowned. "What do you mean?" He asked, feigning innocence. Dave held back a snort.

"That's your boyfriend isn't it?" He lifted the his cup and used his index finger to point towards Blaine. Kurt followed his gaze, witnessing him laughing as Sebastian flirted and danced. His stomach twisted into knots as be nodded, pressing his lips together. "And that guy is making you jealous." It was more a statement than a question. Kurt hesitated, then nodded again, followed by a sigh.

"It's not Blaine's fault he's incredibly handsome and dapper..." He sighed again, resting his chin in his hand and stirring his drink with a stirring stick and staring into it's depths.

"Kurt, if he's making you jealous... maybe you should return the favour." He volunteered, avoiding eye contact in favour of downing his beer. Kurt stared at him, really STARED at him. He was staring for so long that Dave began to squirm under his gaze. Finally, he answered, barely audible with the pounding music, but Dave heard anyway.

"Alright." His eyes lit up with something akin to hope and he stood up immediately. Kurt looked at him questionably. Figuring that Kurt didn't understand as well as he originally thought, Dave elaborated.

"You could.. you could dance with me." He suddenly found the ground very interesting. Kurt didn't respond for a while, seeming to be thinking about everything the two had gone through together and trying to see if I was safe; apparently so because with one last glance at Blaine and Sebastian, he threw the stirring stick over his shoulder and downed the rest of his drink in one gulp. When he was done, he slammed the glass back on the table and sauntered after Dave onto the dance floor.

They started dancing and Kurt even did his signature "shimmy" move and found himself actually smiling for real. He was letting loose and wasn't thinking about his boyfriend dancing a few feet away win someone else. Instead, he let the alcohol (however little he had) influence him and help him to keep dancing. He shimmied again and leaned towards Dave when be felt a hand on his shoulder and be immediately stopped dancing because he would know that touch anywhere.

Sure enough, when he turned around, Blaine stood there and he was scowling. Feigning innocence, Kurt placed a confused look on his face.

"Yes Blaine?" Blaine was eyeing Dave suspiciously, but the former bully had brought his hat down over his eyes to avoid being recognized.

"Kurt... I thought you came to dance with me?" He tacked a question mark on the end and Kurt felt his barriers slipping up and his snarky side coming out.

"I believe you were doing a pretty good job of dancing WITHOUT me." He snapped back, trying to lessen the amount of bite he put into his remark. Sebastian siddled up behind Blaine and raised an eyebrow at Kurt, as if to say, "Oh, so you decided to challenge me after all." and he clenched his fists. Blaine seems hurt by the statement. He slid his hand from Kurt's shoulder down to his hand and laced his fingers with his boyfriend's, giving a gentle tug.

"Come on, let's go dance over there, I mean you don't even know this guy!" Kurt yanked his hand away and almost regretted it when he spotted the hurt in Blaine's eyes. He opened his mouth to say something when Dave beat him to the punch.

"He does know me." He looked up and into Blaine's eyes bravely. Blaine gasped and pulled Kurt behind him so that he stood in between former bully and victim.

"What are you doing here?" He asked with perhaps a bit more venom than necessary. Sebastian was watching with an amused expression on his face as the scene began to unfold before him.

"Last I checked, I could go pretty much anywhere I wanted. I'm not here to beat anyone up or... or kiss them without their consent." His eyes flickered to Kurt apologetically as Blaine tensed.

"I like to give people the benefit of the doubt," Blaine started, not letting Kurt move from behind him, "but you have to understand that I can't trust you after everything you did." Dave nodded in understanding. He shoved his hands deep in his pockets.

"Believe it or not, Kurt WANTED to dance with me. Probably because you practically ditched him tonight." Blaine winced. Sebastian finally managed to sneak his way into the conversation.

"Well, that much is true but I see that all four of us were having a good time, especially you," he winked at Dave as Blaine's eyes darkened with jealousy at the though of Dave having too good a time with Kurt, "so I say we go back to how it was before. Everyone's happy." He shrugged and stuck a hand out for Dave to shake. "Sebastian Smythe, lead singer for the Dalton Academy Warblers." Dave shook it tentatively.

"Dave Karofsky, former McKinley High football player." He introduced, feeling the need to state something about himself as Sebastian had. An awkward silence followed and the four boys didn't know what to do. Finally, Kurt spoke up.

"Blaine, may I speak to you privately please?" He asked, looking into his eyes and begging win his own, Blaine softened and nodded. Hands clasped, they set off for the bathroom. When they reached it, they made sure no one else was there and stood face to face.

Kurt leant against the counter an took both of Blaine's hands in his. He sighed and swung their arms back and forth. "Blaine, when I saw you dancing with Sebastian, I got REALLY jealous and... the guy's ALWAYS hitting on you and he's always rubbing it in my face how I'm not good enough for you and then Dave suggested I return the favour by making you jealous and we danced and..." He sucked in a breath.

Blaine pressed one of his hands to Kurt's cheek and stepped closer to him, sadness in both of their eyes. "Kurt, no one is better for me than you. I love YOU and you don't need to be jealous because I don't see Sebastian that way. I see YOU that way." He tried to reassure his boyfriend.

"You seemed pretty jealous when I was dancing with Dave." Kurt pointed out, placing his hand atop Blaine's that rested against his cheek. Blaine bit his lip.

"Yeah, I guess.. I see where you're coming from. But Kurt, know that I would have much rather danced with you tonight."

"Then why didn't you?"

"Because I thought you didn't want to."

"Why wouldn't I want to? I made us come here."

"Well... I suppose I should have asked..."

"Yes, you should have."

"Kurt... I love you. And nothing would make me happier than to spend every moment I can with you." He pressed his lips to Kurt's in apology and he responded with enthusiasm. Needless to say, twenty minutes later they were both breathless and smiling uncontrollably.

They linked hands and went back onto the dance floor to dance the night away - together. It seemed as though both Sebastian and Dave had left, but neither boy really cared. That night, they has grown that much closer, and would continue to grow until the end of time.