Come with me
And you'll be
In a world of
Pure imagination
Take a look
And you'll see
Into your imagination
Kurt sang along softly with the film. Dave watched as the words slipped from his mouth like silk, his voice was beautiful. That was the only way Dave could think to describe it. Another of the many reasons Dave admired Kurt. His voice was so calm and silky.
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world?
There's nothing
To it
Dave listened to lyrics and managed to fit them into his own current situation. He was viewing paradise right now. Kurt being there with him, singing, not hating him. That was good enough for him. The only way he wished to change to world was to get Kurt to fall for him, that would be utter paradise, but Dave knew that it would be harder than the song suggested.
Kurt finished the song and peered over to Dave who was sat watching him with wide, hazel eyes. He smiled at Kurt and said "You know you're the best singer I've ever heard, yeah?"
Kurt flushed due to both the compliment and the spontaneousness of it. A million butterflies erupted in his stomach and he managed to stop himself grasping his abdomen in confusion.
"I-I'm really not that great..." Kurt stammered. He thought of how his friends always gained way more solos then him. In fact, he couldn't be that talented as he was rarely shown off in Glee.
"You're kidding, right? You're amazing Kurt!" laughed Dave, watching Kurt's expression with curiosity. Did he really believe that he wasn't that great?
Kurt, meanwhile, was musing over the butterflies which were now crazily swirling inside of him. He'd never felt this way when Dave complimented him. In fact, he normally escaped with nothing but a flushed face and a smile. Dave made him feel good about himself, he couldn't deny it, but did he just make him feel good in another way?
He looked back to Dave, who's eyes had fallen upon the screen again. He'd never thought of Dave as anything more than friend material. Why was he even thinking these things? Dave was his friend and he didn't want to confuse him. Okay, so Dave had a little crush on him. Is that why Kurt felt like this? Because he was trying to match to Dave's feelings?
Dave turned and found Kurt looking at him, causing his eyes to immediately widen in confusion. "Are you okay, Kurt?" he asked with genuine interest.
Kurt nodded, but didn't look away. He cocked his head, continuing to consider Dave. There were no other signs that Kurt had possible feelings for Dave. Or were there?
His interest in why Dave was avoiding him previously? That didn't mean anything, he was just curious. His eagerness to spend time with Dave? He felt like that with friends sometimes. The sudden desire to lean in closer to Dave? Okay that one he couldn't explain.
Dave made him feel special, no wonder he was confused about his feelings towards him.
After all of these thoughts, Kurt became more aware of David sitting next to him. He could hear him, smell him, see him from the corner of his eye. Now that all of these thoughts had come to mind he couldn't rid of them.
Kurt quickly snapped out of his thoughts as 'I Want It Now' began, and Kurt had after all agreed to sing along. He used the best of his theatricality to put the demand into his voice, like he'd so often done when singing this song previously.
Part way through the song, Dave plucked up the courage to join in. The words came easily to him as he knew the song well, and he had to admit that he enjoyed singing things like this. It probably helped that Kurt was singing with him.
When the song had finished, Kurt smiled up at Dave. "Y'know, you actually have a really good voice," he commented, leaving Dave with a questioning gaze.
"No I don't. I sing all rough, it horrible," Dave denied.
"I believe it's called husky. And it's not horrible! Some famous, and not to mention hot, singers have the same sort of husky tone." Why had he decided to add the hot?
"Hot, huh? What you saying, Hummel?" Dave joked and Kurt was glad about the way he was talking it.
"Well, you know me. I have a thing for jocks! Must be the idea of all that masculinity," Kurt laughed. He wasn't lying either. Finn, Sam, heck even Puck; he'd had a slight crush on all of them at one point.
"Really?" Dave had asked, his tone slightly more serious now. "I'd always thought of your type as the singing, dancing … Blaine type?"
"Well that worked out well didn't it. No,Blaine and I were too similar. Opposites attract and all that, you know?"
Dave froze for a moment. What was Kurt saying? No it meant nothing, Dave was making things up in his head again. So he laughed it off. That was all he could think to do.
Kurt however was wondering why he was telling Dave all of this. He basically just told Dave that he was his type. He didn't want to get up his hopes or lead him on or anything, but for some reason he didn't mind.
"Want a drink?" Dave asked quickly.
Kurt nodded and mumbled, "Anything will do."
Dave stood and walked calmly to the kitchen. He took in a deep breath and he grabbed two cans of lemonade from the large silver fridge. He had to stop. Kurt was his friend and he didn't want to ruin that by freaking him out. If he went all 'school girl crush' on him then what would he think of Dave. But it was as if Kurt was teasing him. He wouldn't do that, would he?
Kurt sat on the empty sofa, trying to put his concentration into the film, but he was very aware of the smell of Dave's cologne which was left lingering in the air, and the warm space which he'd previously occupied. He was taking forever.
Kurt wasn't missing him was he?
Dave returned shortly, his breathing steady and his face arranged into a smile. He took his seat back on the sofa and handed Kurt his lemonade, who immediately thanked him, opened it and took a large sip. Dave mimicked his actions, before putting the can on the coffee table, shortly followed by Kurt. He looked back at Kurt and laughed. Kurt now had a drop of lemonade on the corner of his mouth, threatening to run down his chin.
Kurt only looked confused and Dave leaned towards him, focusing on his mouth. He raised his thumb and used it to swipe away the lemonade. He smiled at Kurt, who's expression hadn't changed.
"Got it," Dave whispered. Their faces were close now, the tips of their noses almost touching. Kurt's eyes flickered down to Dave's lips and he wished he hadn't looked. Why did they seem so tempting all of a sudden?
Without thinking of his actions, Kurt leaned forward and gave into the temptation.
I needed some way to get them to snog, and films tend to lead to kissing in these cases... So here we are. And I hope you enjoy my brief ending ;)