I decry ownership; it is a capitalist/Protestant conspiracy.
Dave had to remind Kurt that they'd supposedly had brunch to get him to order anything from the drive-thru and even then all he'd get was a yogurt smoothie.
"Fine, go hungry. But I'm warning you - when I start eating my burger you'd better not say a word about nutrition, or fat content, or humane slaughter…"
"Humane slaughter?"
"I don't know; whatever it is you frou-frou organic people like to talk about. I'm serious, not one word!"
Kurt had kept his mouth shut but Dave could see it was a struggle for him, especially when he started grunting and smacking his lips when he ate his fires. They cherry on top was Kurt's face when he'd licked the grease off his fingers instead of using the napkin. When they finished Dave got straight down to business, though.
"You need to call Blaine to set up your non-meeting tomorrow. Try to work in the fact that you told him on Thursday that you and I had already been seeing each other for a week. No matter what he says don't let him get you angry and don't be threatening in any way."
"Don't you think it will upset him when I say we've been dating for, what is it now, a week and a half?"
"The most important part is that you told him about this on Thursday."
"I don't understand why that's important though."
" 'Cause right now he's trying not to think about it at all. He wants to forget all about it and keep things the way they were and if he was as fucked up as you think, his memory is a little hazy anyway. We want him thinking about it, racking his brain for every detail. He's in a tailspin now and we want to keep him there."
"You seem fairly certain of this…"
"What can I say, I've had some experience with shameful memories that I wish would go away."
"David I –"
"Don't Kurt, don't say you're sorry, just make the call. I've still got to go by Az's house after I drop you off and I promised my dad I'd have my room cleaned up before Monday."
He really wished Kurt would stop with the sad glances. They hurt his heart and made him want to hug Kurt and promise him that he'd never be sad again. But he couldn't, if they'd ever had potential for that it's not what their relationship would ever be about now. Sorry babe, I'm a killer not a lover. He listened to Kurt telling Prep-fuck that they would meet for dinner tomorrow. {not}
"That's good Kurt, hopefully then we can discuss how we'll move past this little blip in our relationship. By the way, you didn't have to make up that story for Wes just to make me jealous."
"I don't know what you mean."
"I think that you do Kurt. There is no one else, am I right?"
Dave thought his voice sounded smug, confident, but…was that just a trace of worry? He hoped so.
Quickly Dave was whispering, "Don't say my name."
"No, Blaine, you're wrong. I told you about this on Thursday, I am seeing someone else."
"Oh."
Dave had to cover his mouth and hold his nose so Prep-twat didn't hear him snickering. That'd sure taken the wind out of his sails.
Kurt spoke again, "Look, I'll see you tomorrow, we can talk more then, okay?"
"Sure Kurt, I'd like to sit down with you and discuss this face to face."
"I'd like that too," Kurt's voice was disturbingly sincere.
Oh, babe, you are one in a million Dave was giving him two thumbs up and a huge grin when he got off the phone.
"What's the deal David, I thought you wanted me to tell him we were going out?"
Dave waved away the question, "Some things you just have to play by ear, he definitely believes you about seeing someone else and now we can be almost sure that when he sees me with you on Tuesday he's going to have a shit-fit in front of everyone at Breadstix."
"I was telling him the truth you know."
"About what?"
"I do want to discuss this with him. Face to face."
Dave just smiled.
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When he got to Az's the larger boy suspected something was wrong when his best friend said he didn't want to play X-Box. It was confirmed when he turned down Cheetos.
"Let's just go to your room man, I need to talk to you about something serious."
Azimio just raised an eyebrow and led him down the hall. When they sat on Az's bed Dave lowered his voice to a whisper.
"I need you to do something for me."
"D, I'm not giving you a blow job. Ask Hummel for one, isn't that why you're hanging out with him now?"
"Jesus fucking Christ, Az! No, I don't want a goddamn blow job."
"Fuck, sorry dude, don't take my head off! I just thought you were into the kid."
"Are you gonna shut up and listen to me?"
"Alright, alright, I'm all ears."
"On Tuesday I need you to come home with me from school; we're going to tell my dad that we're going to dinner and a movie with Kurt."
"Look bro, if you wanna have a three-way with me you gotta get a girl involved. I mean, I'll touch you and shit while we're doing it but I can't get off without a female there."
Dave shook his head and blinked his eyes a few times, trying to form a coherent thought.
"You'll touch…What the fuck! Hell no, that's fucking creepy as hell Az!"
"Sorry, man, sorry," Az looked confused, "Why do you want me to go with you then?"
"I don't want you to, that's just what we're going to tell my dad. We're going to meet Kurt then go to Breadstix, just me and Kurt, I need you to wait in the truck. Kurt's fuck-face ex-boyfriend is gonna come in and yell at us then I'm gonna walk out and get in Kurt's car. You'll leave then and go to Central Cinema, buy three tickets to 'Fast Five' and enjoy the seven-fifteen showing. We're all gonna meet back at my house by around ten and play horseshoes. "
"Do I even want to know?"
Dave was relieved to see Az didn't even look worried, "No, but you'll figure it out soon anyway."
Az nodded and looked serious, "This is the big one, isn't it?"
He took a deep breath, "Yeah, Az, it is."
"You know I got your back brother. What's the deal with Hummel?"
"There isn't a deal. Not one I can talk about anyway."
"Alright man. Damn! I knew you were crushing on him, but this is intense. You really feel like all that about him?"
"Dude, you have no idea what I'd do for Kurt."
"I guess I do now, honestly though? I wish I didn't."