Dave had been very early. In fact he'd got there at just gone 4. It was stupid really because he had to sit there for half an hour literally twiddling his thumbs with people wondering why he was sat all alone, not even drinking coffee. He probably looked like he'd been stood up on a date or something.

Which was stupid because Dave was not here on a date.

Kurt had arrived at pretty much half 4 on the dot. He looked amazing, as usual, dressed in his white shirt, black waist coat and black skinny jeans, a scarf lazily draped around his neck and his hair perfectly coiffed. Dave bit his lip. It was hard for him to concentrate on what he needed to say when Kurt was looking so fucking perfect.

He watched as Kurt gazed around and finally his eyes fell upon Dave. He smiled and walked over, his little catwalk strut making Dave stare with wide eyes.

Okay, Dave admitted to himself that he'd always been attracted to Kurt. Kurt was hot! Perfect skin, perfect hair, perfect everything. But Dave wasn't so shallow that he'd fell in love with Kurt because of his hotness. In fact, there was a lot more that Dave loved about Kurt. He loved his voice. A lot. Not just his singing voice, but the way he spoke so smoothly. He loved his attitude. How he didn't care what people thought when they were calling him a fag and taking the piss out of what he wore. He loved his bravery, how he just ignored the bullies and didn't back down from his beliefs. He loved how forgiving he was. Dave had treated Kurt like shit for the last god knows how long, and Kurt had found out his reasons and offered his help. Simple as that. Anyone else would have gone and exposed Dave for what he really was. But Kurt wasn't like that.

Kurt slid into the booth and looked across at Dave.

"Hey, you want coffee?" Kurt had asked, looking down at the empty table in front of Dave.

"Erm, yeah. I'll get them. What you having?"

A couple of minutes later, Dave was sliding back into his seat, passing Kurt his coffee and adding sugar to his own.

"Thanks for meeting with me," Kurt had said.

"No problem." Dave analysed Kurt. "You alright? You look troubled."

"Oh, it's nothing," Kurt had insisted, but Dave shook his head.

"Tell me?"

"I broke up with Blaine today."

Dave stared at Kurt, not concentrating on the sugar that was rapidly pouring into his coffee. He immediately snapped back, putting the sugar back on the table and going on to stir his coffee.

"Trouble in paradise?" The words slipped out of Dave's mouth before even thinking about it.

"It was actually something you said," Kurt admitted.

"Something I said?"

"Yeah. You made me think about how I felt about Blaine and I realised it wasn't what I thought it was. So thank you I guess."

"I feel really bad now..."

Dave groaned. He always managed to screw up somehow, and now he'd managed to get Kurt to break up with his boyfriend. Okay, so he wanted Kurt to break up with his boyfriend, but not if it was going to make Kurt unhappy.

"You kidding? I'm glad I did. I mean, Blaine's great but I don't love him like I thought I did. He's more of a really good friend."

"Oh. So that's alright then."

"Yeah. Anyway, enough about Blaine. I want to hear about you. I'm going to need all of the background information I can possibly gather from you!" Kurt had said jokily.

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"What's your family like?"

Dave had thought it an odd question. Firstly because he had thought that Kurt would have immediately asked him questions on his sexuality and secondly because he had no idea why Kurt wanted to know about his family.

"My family? Well, my dad's a lawyer so he works a lot. My mum left about 5 years ago. I have a little sister, Holly. She's 7 and I tend to look after her a lot beings as dad's in work. I have a nan and grandad who I see on holidays and birthdays and same with my auntie, uncle and cousins. We don't have any contact from my mum's side, never really have. Erm, I have a dog. A collie called Cassie. Erm... that's all I can think of."

Dave looked up to see that Kurt was sat with his arms propped on the table, drinking in all the new information about Dave.

"S-so, no mum?" Kurt muttered. Dave knew where he was coming from, it wasn't that he didn't have a mum, she wasn't there.

"Nope." Dave paused. "You know, you never finished telling me about you."

"Me?"

"Yeah. How you knew that... y'know..."

"Oh, well I guess I always knew. My dad told me he knew when I was 3, and all I wanted for my birthday was a pair of 'sensible heels'." Dave couldn't help but let out a roar of laughter. That was so Kurt. "What about you. If you're comfortable telling me obviously," Kurt pursued.

Dave decided that he had to get this over with. He was going to have to talk about it sometime and he'd rather it be sooner than later.

"Well, I guess it was around the time I was 14. I didn't know what was wrong with me in all honesty. I wasn't the same as my friends. They were all checking out girls and talking about girlfriends and I just wasn't there. I convinced myself it was because I hadn't found the right girl yet. It was simple. But then I started to notice the guys. Not like my friends, that's just... gross. I mean like the guys around school and out in the mall. I noticed how the guy who used to serve me at Target was actually really hot, but I never noticed how the girl at Wal-Mart was apparently 'sex on legs', as Az had put it. I guess it was then."

Kurt had listened to Dave's slightly hushed voice. Dave hadn't wanted people to hear, even though he hadn't seen anyone he knew. In fact, he'd have a lot of explaining to do if he was even seen with Kurt, but as per usual he had a library full of excuses.

"So... around high school time, yeah?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right. Before that I was a kid, I wasn't expected to ogle girls or whatever," Dave explained.

"Y'know, Dave. When you're not cursing and yelling homophobic slurs, you have a rather nice vocabulary," Kurt commented.

"There's a lot you wouldn't expect from me, Fancy," Dave told him. Kurt laughed at the use of his new nickname.

"I'm actually quite fond of the whole Fancy thing. And go on. Surprise me!"

"I'm actually really smart."

"Yeah?"

"Hell yeah. I used to average an A, before... you know. I used to enjoy the work. Especially English. Kinda sucks that I let my grades slip," Dave told him, watching how Kurt's face became more curious.

"English? You like reading and writing?"

"Yeah. Mainly reading. I have this huge bookshelf at home and when I'm bored I'll go and pick a book at random an read it. It's helped me a lot, when I got pissed at myself it was a good distraction. Still works."

"Okay, I never expected Karofsky to be a reader."

"Like I said, I have a load of surprises up my sleeve."

As he said it, Kurt's phone began ringing. Kurt gave an apologetic look and picked it up.

"Hello? Oh hey Wes. How's it going? What? Oh we broke up. Really? I didn't think he'd take it that bad. He seemed fine before. Look after him for me? I'm sorry, I didn't think it would be this bad. I'll call him in a few days, when he's over it. Thanks Wes. Talk soon, bye!" He hung up and looked up at Dave's confused expression.

"Blaine's a little upset..." he explained.

"I'm not surprised. Who wouldn't be upset after you broke up with them?"

Kurt smirked. He had to admit to himself that Dave's shower of compliments was very flattering. Dave on the other hand, was attempting to read Kurt's expression. He couldn't help but wonder whether or not Kurt was taking his compliments well or was freaked out. He simply couldn't help allowing some things slip.

He watched as Kurt fiddled with his stirrer.

"That another surprise of yours?" Kurt asked, leaning on his hand. Dave simply gave Kurt a confused look and waited for him to continue. "What? Who knew David Karofsky was a natural charmer?"

Dave blushed. Yes, blushed! Kurt just laughed as he watched his cheeks redden.

"Perhaps..."

"Well, who'd have thought there was this side of David at all? You were right, a lot of surprises are coming my way aren't they?"

"Only if you stick around long enough to learn them," Dave muttered, doubtfully.

"I'll be here as long as you need me... and as long as you're not going back to being a Neanderthal!"

Dave took in the words. Who was he kidding, he'd always need Kurt. Or maybe not need, just want.

And there was absolutely no way he was going back to being a Neanderthal.

So, I didn't want this chapter to be too rambly so I decided to cut it short, but this event will be continued in the next chapter, don't worry ;) And THANK YOU for the reviews I've been getting. I get the emails and they honestly make my day! And thanks for the alerts too, I'm honestly really pleased. ENJOY!