Dave
The familiar sensation as I slipped into the water of the pool almost instantly made me feel better. I'd honestly missed this, and high school meant it was a rare occasion that I actually got to go to the pool and just let myself go. I almost immediately slipped my whole body under the water, my ears filling with the soothing hum which the water brought.
I shot back to the top after a few seconds, shaking the water from my eyes as I emerged. Kurt and Lauren were perched on the edge of the pool, Kurt swirling his long, lithe legs in the water. I knew Kurt was beautiful, extremely beautiful. As beautiful as a guy could be. But now I saw him so exposed and I realised he was achingly beautiful. It was surely unfair.
Seeing Kurt in the changing room as I came out made me feel suddenly self conscious. I suddenly felt so big and bulky next to Kurt and couldn't wait until I was under the protective cloak of water. Admittedly, I'd lost some weight since I started going back for a few days after school and working out in the gym, but I was still conscious of Kurt looking. I had not only my size to worry about, but the fact that I was covered in dark black and purple bruises. I did have the waterproof bandage covering up the scratches, but that just insinuated that there was something else there.
"I don't know if anybody ever told you this, Dave, but you're hot!" Kurt had said in the changing room after surveying me. Was he saying that because he wanted to make me feel better or because he actually thought it? I couldn't decide, but I knew my response had been 100% true. Kurt somehow managed to look gorgeous whether he was fully clothed or half naked. I couldn't say I knew how gorgeous he looked fully naked but I assumed it would be just as gorgeous, if not more. Thinking of Kurt fully naked probably wasn't a good idea when I was in the pool though.
I swam over to my sister and boyfriend who both beamed at me. "Aren't you coming in?" I asked and they both exchanged a glance. "C'mon, don't make me drag you in!"
"But my hair..." they both whine almost simultaneously.
"Wimps!" I called and swam closer. I set my feet on the wall of the pool and grabbed one of each of their legs and pulled. Lauren was pulled straight in and had to wave her arms around frantically to keep her head above the water. Kurt, however, was sensible enough to hold on tightly to the edge and it took another hand a few more tugs to get him in.
He pouted as he too tried to keep his head above water. "Dave!" he complained, but I ended up laughing at him.
"Aw c'mon, Kurt. You can't go swimming without actually swimming!" I told him.
"My hair will kill me!" he moaned and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Live a little! If you don't then I'll splash you!" I threatened. It was an empty, and pretty pathetic, threat but it was worth it as Kurt frowned at me and dove into the water, burying his head beneath it. He ran his fingers down his face when he came up to get rid of the excess water and narrowed his eyes at me.
"I can feel the chlorine seeping through my skin..." Kurt exaggerated.
"I guess this means you won't be racing me to the end of the pool?" I asked and he snickered at me.
"You're on Karofsky!" he called and thrashed through the water ahead of me. He was quite far ahead when I began racing after him but I managed to catch up soon. We got to the end of the pool around the same time and ended up erupting in a fit of laughter.
"I think I did well," Kurt confessed.
"You did. You're quite fast, considering..." I teased and Kurt furrowed his brow.
"Considering what?" he asked, curiously.
"Oh nothing," I said and was about to speed off when we were interrupted.
"Kurt?" called a voice and we both looked around to see a guy swimming in our direction. His hair was fairly long and wet, swept to one side out of his face. I could see it was blonde, but the water made it appear darker. I didn't recognise him, but apparently Kurt did.
"Jeff?" he questioned with a grin. The boy he referred to as Jeff had now reached us and was sharing a friendly smile with Kurt. "What are you doing here?"
"What do you think? Swimming!" Jeff jested and Kurt laughed.
"Of course. Silly me!" Kurt said and turned to look at me. "Dave this is Jeff. He's one of Blaine's friends from Dalton. Jeff, this is my boyfriend, Dave."
"Nice to meet you, Dave. I must say though, Kurt, I thought there was something going on between you and Blaine," he admitted and Kurt shot him a confused glance.
"What do you mean?" Kurt queried.
"Ever since him and Aaron broke up, he hasn't really talked about much more than you," Jeff had said.
"Him and Aaron broke up!" Kurt had asked and Jeff nodded.
"About a week ago. Did he not tell you?"
"I haven't really spoken to him. I've agreed to meet up with him tomorrow," Kurt told him.
"Maybe I should leave him to explain," Jeff mumbled. "It's been great seeing you anyway, Kurt. I don't see you much at the Warbler parties or anything. Get Blaine to bring you to some. And bring Dave of course. Nice meeting you too, Dave."
"And you Jeff," I said and with Kurt's farewells, Jeff swam off towards the changing rooms.
"Looks like I have some competition," I said with a smirk.
"You do, do you?" Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, looks like Blaine's trying to gain back his missed opportunity. I can't blame him to be honest. You're difficult to stop talking about. I don't know if you noticed, but you're pretty amazing," I told him and his cheeks flushed pink.
"I'm really not. Anyway you have no competition what so ever. I don't even think of Blaine like that any more. You're the one I want and you're the one I have. That's all I need," Kurt said in a hushed voice.
"That's good. I wasn't exactly feeling fit to fight Blaine for you. You never know what sort of weapons he might have up his sleeve. Maybe a pot of hair gel to throw in my eyes. I can guarantee you though that my tweezers will bring him down!" I jested and Kurt chuckled at me.
"I cannot imagine you having tweezers, David Karofsky!"
"I'm sure Lauren has some that I can use," I excused.
"God, you're so mean," he said with a friendly shove in the chest. I acted wounded and allowed the shove to push me backwards so I glided back into the water.
"You can talk Hummel. Now race you to the other end?" I asked and before he even had chance to answer I'd began swimming towards the other end of the pool. This time I sped ahead and reached the other end with Kurt a few metres behind me.
"No fair! I wasn't expecting it!" Kurt complained as he swam closer.
"Yeah, well check this out. Looks like Lauren's pulled," I said, nodding over to where my sister was leaning on the edge of the pool casually talking to a tall, dark haired guy. She absent mindedly flipped her hair as she spoke. Definitely some flirting going on there.
"I don't blame her. He's hot," he said with a wicked smile at me.
"Hey! Stop making me jealous of some straight dude," I moaned.
"What? Tall," he stepped closer and looked up at me"muscular," he grabbed at my upper arm "and dark hair," his hands wandered to my sodden hair. "Just my type," he said with a whisper that sent shivers down my spine.
"Too bad I don't know anybody of that description. I could hook you up," I said. My grin widened as Kurt rolled his eyes at me.
"Obviously someone looks in the mirror even less than I expected!" Kurt grabbed my upper arms and squeezed my biceps. "Seriously, where the hell have you been hiding all this?" He eyes flickered towards my chest and I felt my face flush.
"Oi, stop checking me out!" I chuckled.
"I must say, I don't think I'm the only one," Kurt said, glancing over to a few girls who were sitting on the edge of the pool near Lauren. "Should I be jealous?"
"They are so not checking me out. They're probably wondering why I look like a used punching bag," I assured him. "Or why I'm talking to such an attractive guy."
"Dave. I hang around with a lot of girls and I know what it looks like when they check guys out. I think that girl just dumped her boyfriend so she could stare at your arms," he told me and I let out a roar of laughter.
"God, Kurt, you're making me blush!" I said and smiled at him. "Shall we put an end to their misery then?"
Kurt smirked approvingly and I swooped down to place a soft and very wet kiss on his lips. He smiled into the kiss and stepped closer, going slightly on his tiptoes so that our chests met half way. Our lips separated but our noses stayed touching and I grinned at the boy in front of me. Kurt's eyes flickered away for a moment but then he met my gaze again.
"Yeah, they look disappointed. Damn, I'm going to start getting jealous every time you take off your shirt in public aren't I?" Kurt whispered.
"Are you kidding? I get jealous every time you're fully clothed in public. I think you make some straight guys question their sexuality."
Kurt scoffed at this but I pressed my face closer to meet his lips once more.
"Too much PDA guys!" a voice cut through the moment. We broke apart and found Lauren with her hands on her hips and a wicked grin spread across her face.
"Oh sorry. We were going to come and talk to you, but I think you were a tad busy yourself," I teased. I saw Lauren bite her lip and her eyes flickered to where she'd come over from.
"What's his name?" Kurt asked.
"Daniel. I was sat watching you guys and he came up and offered his company. He's a swimming instructor here but he said he's not working until later and decided to have a swim before he started work," she explained.
"Interesting. Get his number?" Kurt pressed on.
"Well, I didn't have anything to write it on or even a pen so when he went I gave him my locker number. He's going to put it in there," she said with a grin.
"Congrats, sis! I must warn you though, you might have to keep Kurt away. I think he was drooling," I kidded.
"I was not! A gay guy can appreciate another man's looks without anything else about it, okay? I'm sure you've done it too, David," he told me. Admittedly, I had checked out Sam Evans' ass a few times and as much as I hated to admit it, Puck had some really nice arms. Sure I'd checked out guys in public and celebrities, but that was completely normal.
"Be more discreet next time," I said with a smirk.
"Fine. But you've done well there, Lauren," Kurt commented.
Lauren was smiling dreamily so after her and Kurt had had what I liked to call 'girl talk' she went off to shower and Kurt and I had one last swim around the pool. We both got out soon after and headed for the changing rooms. We stopped at our lockers, Kurt pulling out a wash bag full of bottles and lotions. I couldn't say I was surprised about this. I grabbed the two bottles, one containing shower gel and the other shampoo, that I had still in my swimming bag when I came to finding it.
We headed to the showers, which were in blocks rather than cubicles and I had to push the idea of showering with Kurt from my mind.
"I am going to have to double my skin care routine and use extra conditioner now. Darn chlorine!" Kurt complained and I smirked at him.
"You're such a drama queen!" I commented. I expected him to frown at me but instead he just giggled.
We reached the showers and continued chatting as we used them. I kept my gaze off Kurt as soon as he started to lather himself in some bubbly cream. I was sure I'd had a dream like this and I did not want any 'little problems' at this point. Who'd have really thought I'd be in the situation where a half naked Kurt Hummel was showering next to me?
Instead of Kurt, I concentrated on cleaning myself up. The smell of the chlorine was thick in the showers and I scrubbed myself thoroughly to rid of the smell of it on me. I could see from the corner of my eye that Kurt was doing the same. I tried to ignore the pain inflicted when I pushed down on certain areas and bruises and it seemed Kurt was doing the same, refraining from wincing whenever I did.
A while later, after we'd showered and changed I stood near the mirrors watching as Kurt applied face creams and messed with his hair.
"It looks awful," he said, a saddened expression as he glared into the mirror.
"Your hair always looks good!" I told him and he smiled at me.
"You have to say that though," he said.
"I do not. If you looked like a bag spanners then I'd be the first to point it out. But that day will never come beings as you always seem to look perfect!"
"You're such a charmer. What did I ever do to deserve you, huh?"
"I've asked myself a similar question thousands of times," I said truthfully and continued to watch as he ran a comb glazed with some form of product through his hair.
"That'll do me. I'll just leave it to finish drying," he said finally and turned on his heel. "Ready to go?"
We found Lauren waiting outside, looking very pleased with herself. She was clutching her phone eagerly and dangling her legs from the tall chair she was sitting on.
"Finally guys! Thought you weren't coming. I got you both a hot chocolate," she told us and gestured towards the table she was sat at where 3 take away cups. She got up from her seat and said "want to take them with us?"
We both nodded and grabbed the full cups on the table. We made our way to my car. I settled my drink in between the chairs in the cup holder where as I saw Kurt clutched his to his chest and sipped it every so often.
Kurt had been correct as usual. The swimming really had made me feel a whole lot better. Not only had I got to spend time with a half naked Kurt Hummel, but I'd also been able to forget all of my worries like they were nothing. I no longer cared that I was covered in marks and bruises and cuts. I didn't care that my best friend was involved in it. I didn't care if the world was against me.
I just didn't care.
So I'm 30 chapters in and I will wrap it up soon because this is so freakin' long! I must confess, I haven't actually decided how this is going to end but I'm sure I'll either figure it out or someone will give me a kick ass idea or something. Anyway, I hope you're enjoying and I hope you like my half naked, wet Kurtofsky kisses. Apologies for any mistakes :)
And after re-reading I realised I put Nick when I was describing Jeff. Silly me! So I've corrected that. My bad!