If Dave had ever doubted his feelings for Kurt before, they were being proved right here. He was in a section of the mall that he'd never entered before. In fact, he wasn't even aware it existed. He usually kept to sports shops and the food court. Now he'd ventured onto a floor full of brightly coloured posters and shiny metal displays. He'd never felt more out of place anywhere else. Ever.

He'd been searching around the racks of clothing for half an hour and he still hadn't picked anything up. If this was his usual wardrobe restock after all his clothes had got too small then he'd have picked up the first shirt he saw, got it quite big to avoid having to spend ages trying things on and bought it there and then in a few colours. 10 minute shop at the most.

But now, he was strolling through various different shirts, eyeing them up and wandering which Kurt would prefer. Dave didn't know fashion. At all. So this was completely pointless. He didn't even have someone there to tell him what was fashionable or what went together. Instead, he just relied on the clothing being arranged close to things that matched.

He was just putting back a shirt that he'd eyed a few times before deciding that it was completely awful, when a high pitched female voice behind him spoke up.

"Can I help you? You look like you're struggling to pick something." He turned to see a bouncy blonde girl sporting a tag which suggested she was an employee. She had a friendly smile and Dave was pretty desperate.

"I have no idea what I'm doing," Dave admitted.

The girl let out a bubbly giggle. "I see. Special occasion?"

"Erm, first date. Nothing too fancy but I was kind of hoping to impress," Dave said and the girl smiled at him.

"Well aren't you sweet. If only all guys were like you," the girl, who's name badge Dave notiiced read 'Kelly', had said and then dove into the a rack of clothing. "I'm sure I'll find you an outfit in no time. So, a casual date. Any particular types of clothing or colours? Price range?"

"Just a nice top and jeans. I've got some shoes. And I have plenty of money," Dave explained.

"Hm. Well, you can't go wrong with some black jeans." As she spoke she moved the clothes to one end, revealing a stash of black jeans dangling from the rack. "What size are you?"

"I'm not really sure. I've been told I wear my jeans too big." Dave looked down at his jeans which definitely did not define his legs like Kurt's did.

"Well what size are those ones?"

Dave mumbled the size, feeling that he was revealing a lot to this girl who'd he'd literally met 5 minutes ago.

"Right, keep hold of these." She thrust a few pairs of jeans into his arms. "You can try on some of these to make sure you have the right size. Now a shirt?" She circled the clothes, finding a selection of shirts and holding them up to Dave one by one. She finally settled on a white shirt with an Aztec print pattern across the chest and handed it to Dave in a couple of sizes. "Do you have a jacket?"

"Well, I have my letterman, but I don't think he'd really appreciate that," explained Dave, but he grimaced at the realisation that he'd just practically admitted he was gay.

"Oh, he? Too bad I was going to ask for your number if he didn't work out," Kelly joked. Dave smiled at her, mainly out of relief that she hadn't taken it badly. "So jackets," she continued and began searching through the clothes once more. She found a suitable leather style jacket and again took a couple for size assurance. She handed them to Dave.

"Let's go see how this looks then," she said with a smile and lead Dave away towards the fitting rooms.

"How did you manage to choose something so fast?" Dave questioned.

"I'm used to helping the less fashionable such as yourself," she explained with a wink in Dave's direction, before pushing him into a cubicle and closing the curtain. "Tell me when you're done."

Dave quickly stripped and pulled on the first pair of jeans and the largest of the shirts. The jeans were well fitted to his legs and Dave admitted that they actually looked half decent. The shirt was comfortable and loose, as were his usual clothes.

He called Kelly in and she reviewed his outfit. The jeans she nodded at approvingly, but she shook her head at the shirt.

"The jeans are a definite yes! The shirt though, try on the next size down," she told him and then closed the curtain again.

He was confused as to why he was allowing this girl he barely knew tell him how to dress, but then he thought about how much Kurt would appreciate seeing David in clothing that was actually nice.

He pulled the smaller shirt on and opened the curtain again. It felt a little tighter, but not so tight that it was uncomfortable. Kelly looked impressed and beamed at him. "Perfect. Now try the jacket!" she said excitedly. He unhooked the jacket and pulled it on, making the blonde only happier.

"What do you think?" she asked and Dave turned to the mirror. He admitted he did actually look alright. His clothes were tighter, but not to the point that they showed everything and made him self conscious. They were also well matched for a change. He looked really good. Or at least he hoped good enough for Kurt.

"I like it," he confessed and Kelly smiled. "Beats my usual wardrobe."

"I'm glad you do, and I'm sort of jealous of your date," she said with a laugh, giving him a friendly shove on the shoulder.

"Thank you. You know if you hadn't shown up I would have been walking out dressed like more of an idiot than usual," he grumbled with a chuckle.

"That's what I'm here for. Right, I'm going to take these," she grabbed the spare clothes, "before you change your mind and go back to your 2 times too big style." Dave smirked at her as she left with the larger clothes, giving Dave the chance to close the curtain and change back into his old clothes, which felt extremely loose after the sudden change.

Dave took the clothes on the hangers, moved the curtain out of the way and went to meet Kelly at the entrance to the fitting room. She smiled and chatted to him as they headed towards the cash registers across the shop. As there was nobody there, they headed straight to the front, Kelly separating to slip behind the counter.

"I hope your date likes this look," Kelly said as she slid the scanner over the price tags. Dave took his wallet from his back pocket as the numbers appeared on the screen. He let a laugh pass his lips at how Kurt would react to seeing him in new clothes.

"I'm sure he'll love it," Dave said with a smirk.

"That'll be $98.80 please," she said. Dave didn't even think of the price as he took the money from his wallet and handed it to her. She handed him some change and ripped off the receipt, throwing it into the bag with the clothes. She handed the bag to Dave with a broad grin on her face.

"Well good luck. Hope it goes well." She giggled. "If you ever change your mind, you know where to find me," she added with a wink. Dave smiled at here.

"Thanks, Kelly. It's Dave by the way," he returned the wink. " I honestly can't thank you enough for helping my lack of fashion knowledge. If I keep this up I might be back."

"I'll keep an eye out for you, Dave."

"I'll count on it. See you."

"Bye, Dave!"

Dave strolled out of the shop, his head held high with a proud grin on his face. He'd actually managed to find something that looked good on him and he was sure Kurt would be more impressed with this than what he'd have worn without a shopping trip.

Now he just had to wait until Friday.

Sorry if you didn't like this chapter. I just felt I needed something between their conversation and the actual date. Plus, I wanted to show that Dave was becoming more comfortable with his sexuality. Apologies if you didn't pick up on this. Next chapter coming soon :)