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Of meerkats and moving forward.
Chapter 13
DAVE: nEed u 2 cum ovA NOW
That was the text Sebastian recieved around six that night. Seb replied with the expected queries; How are you? What's going on?; but he only got the same response, Dave wanted him to come over. And so Sebastian snuck out and drove to Dave's house, as quickly as possible.
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Arriving, he found Dave's car in the driveway, minus his fathers, and the house dark. Reaching the front door, he had barely knocked before it was wrenched open and strong hands were pulling him inside.
Dave slammed the door behind him, using his weight to hold Seb up against it and smashing their lips together.
Seb, at first, didn't question it, just enjoyed the moment, the feel of the larger boy all around him. Then he noticed the taste of alcohol, strong and bitter, and gently pushed Dave away.
"What's going on Dave?" Sebastian asked, as the larger boy grabbed his hand and started pulling him up the stairs. "Have you been drinking?"
"Shhhh..." Dave pressed a finger to his lips clumsily as he tripped while walking through his bedroom doorway. "Come on Sebby, follow me." He grinned drunkenly.
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He pulled Sebastian down onto the bed, pushing him onto his back and climbing on top of him, where he proceeded to lick at Seb's neck while unsuccesfully trying to get his pants off.
"Davey stop!" Seb protested. "Dave, what are you doing?"
"I wanna have sex." Dave slurred, eyes unfocused and glazed over.
"No you don't! You want to take things slow, remember?" Seb pushed at him gently, looking him in the eyes.
"No I don't." Dave whined. "Let's just do it already, Sebby. I thought you'd want to?"
"No, I don't Dave. Why are you doing this?" Seb watched him frown, trying to find an answer.
"If everyone's gonna know 'm a faggot, may 'swell do wha faggot's do right?" Dave laughed, as tears sprang to his eyes.
Sebastian shook his head. "I'm not going to have sex with you David."
"You don't want me?" Tears ran down Dave's soft, chubby cheeks, as he went to move off the smaller boy.
"What? No, of course I do!" Sebastian stopped Dave from moving, placing his hands on Dave's cheeks, wiping the tears away. "But not while you're drunk and upset. And not because you think you should. Not like this. I want it to be special for you." He whispered, kissing him gently, moving his hands to run his fingers through his hair. "Special for us."
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Dave whimpered, laying his head on Sebastian's shoulder, gently curling his body along Seb's side, his arms across his chest.
"What's going on with you Dave? What happened at school? Why have you been drinking?" Seb asked quietly.
Dave huffed. "I need to talk to my dad. He deserves to find out off me, before he starts hearing all these rumours." He sniffed. "School was- it was awful. Everywhere I went there was whispering, but I don't know what they were whispering about. Did they hear about my s-suicide attempt? Or did they find out that I am g-gay? I ju- I jus' can't stand the not knowing part. I don't know what to expect, what to do. I can't stand not b-being in control." He chuckled without humour. "Ben threatened me too. I guess he heard the "Karofsky's gay" rumour."
"I'm so sorry." Sebastian wrappd his arms tighter around the shaking boy, kissing the top of his head. "And the drinking?" Seb pressed.
"Liquid courage." Dave blushed. "Alot, of liquid courage."
"I take it your plan failed?"
"Got home just as dad was leaving for a meeting. He won't be home till late. So I kinda went over board on the courage, trying to get the guts to get you here, then more while I waited." He chuckled darkly.
Seb snorted. "Epic fail then." He shook his head. "Dave, when we have sex for the first time, it's gonna be awesome I promise. I'll make it as special as I can. But you certainly won't be drunk." He scoffed. "I've had far too many drunken hook ups, trust me, they are never good." He scowled.
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Dave looked up at him, a questioning frown on his face. "What was your first time like? Was it special for you? I hope it was special." He mumbled, nuzzling his head into Seb's chest.
Seb tensed immediately. It wasn't something he liked to think about, let alone talk about. But he trusted Dave and, he thought, it'd be good to finally get it all out. Might even help him move past it all. It'd at least help Dave understand why he'd denied him tonight.
"My first time?" He nuzzled his face in Dave's soft, curly hair, whispering. "Back when I lived in California, when I was fifteen, I had the hugest crush on the quarterback of our school football team. He was the hottest guy in school, funny and really nice. At least from the few times I'd ever talked to him, he seemed nice."
"Right guards are way better then stupid quarterbacks." Dave muttered.
Seb chuckled, kissing the top of the boy's head. "Very true." He agreed with a smile.
"Anyways... So I had this huge crush, but I wasn't out, and I was absolutely sure he was straight." He huffed. "Somehow I managed to get invited to one of the popular kids huge parties. I got drunk..." He paused, collecting himself before continuing, Dave patiently waiting, hugging him tighter. It made Seb feel safe.
"You don't have to talk about it, Sebby." Dave whispered. "This story sounds sad."
"It kinda is, Davey." He mumbled. "But I want you to know, okay? Not in detail, but at least the main story." At Dave's nod he continued. "He approached me as I was coming out of the bathroom, took me into an empty room. He told me that he knew I was gay, knew that I Iiked him. And then he kisseed me and I swear, I was so fucking happy." He chuckled darkly, lost in thought. "I'd never kissed another boy before, and my first one was with him. I was over the moon... But he didn't stop at that." He smiled through his tears as Dave reached up and kissed his cheek tenderly.
"He kept telling me how much he loved me, how he'd always secretly loved me but was to scared to say anything, incase people found out." Sebastian shook his head. "I was so fucking stupid to believe him. He was so convincing though, so I gave in, and we had sex." He attempted to wipe the many tears from his face, clearing his throat before continuing. "It- it hurt alot, I remember crying the whole way through, he didn't seem to care about my comfort or if I was enjoying myself. I just wanted to please him though, I would've done anything." He took a deep breathe. "Before he left, he promised me we'd be together, but we would have to keep it a secret. That was okay with me, I wasn't out yet, and I don't know, I honestly thought this was love. Then he left me there, laying on the bed on my stomach, whimpering in pain, to go back to his friends, but not before giving me this awkward kiss on my forehead."
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Dave clumsily pulled himself up, level with Sebastian, so they now lay side by side, his arms tightly around the boy.
"Monday, I was so excited to see him at school, I never noticed all the whispers following me. When I found my locker trashed and 'FAG' painted all over it, I ran..." Sebastian hesitated a moment. "The football team were waiting outside for me."
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"I never stood a chance against them. I was in the hospital for a few weeks, and when I was finally released, my parents packed up and moved us to Paris." Seb sighed. "I still don't know what happened. Why he said anything to them in the first place, told them the 'resident fag' had propositioned him." Seb scoffed.
"I'm sorry this happened to you, Sebby." Dave whispered, tears in his eyes.
"When my parents found out why the beating happened, they were so ashamed of me. Ashamed to have a 'homo' for a son. They sent me to all these different therapists, tried to get me 'cured'. So I rebelled." He shrugged. "I figured I was a worthless piece of shit anyways, may aswell stick it to my parents and do all the things they were trying to stop, 'gay' things. I always kinda hoped I might find someone to really love me while I was throwing myself from guy to guy. I failed in that, but I pissed my parents off enough that eventually they sent me as far away from them as possible. They sent me to Dalton." Seb shrugged. "And that's my sob story I guess."
"I'm sorry babe." Dave whimpered, cradling Sebastian in his strong arms, Sebastian nuzzling his face into Dave's neck. "I wish none of that had ever happened to you."
"Yeah, well it did."He shrugged. "Nothing I can do about it now. But I can try and help you at least."
"You are helping me." Dave whispered, kissing him lightly. "You came here when I asked." Another kiss. "You didn't let me go too far, cos you knew how I'd regret it." Another kiss. "And not because it's you, but because I want it to be special, for both of us, just like you said." Another kiss. "And thank you for trusting me with your story."
"I've never told anyone before." Sebastian whispered. Dave yawned, trying to hide it behind a hand. "You should sleep, Davey. You have school tomorrow and I predict a killer hangover coming your way." He smirked.
"Will you stay with me?" Sebastian found Dave's pout and puppy dog eyes hard to resist. At Sebastian's nod, Dave grinned and clumsily removed his shirt and pants, almost falling off the bed in the process.
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Under the covers, snuggled close to Dave, Sebastian had never felt so safe, so loved, so special and important to someone then he did now. It scared him, risking his heart this way. But in the end, Dave was worth the risk.
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Dave woke up to a throbbing headache and waves of nausea crashing around in his gut. He was warm though, tucked up against Seb's side. Just another reason he didn't want to move.
"How you feeling?" Sebastian whispered, suprising him. He hadn't realised Seb was awake yet.
"Like crap." Dave chuckled. instantly regretting it. The movement made his head scream in protest.
"Shouldn't you be getting up for school soon?" Sebastian questioned with a smirk.
"Noooo... I never wanna get up again." Dave whined.
"I won't complain about that." He chuckled as Dave moved to hover over him, kissing him gently. Dave was really starting to enjoy waking up to Seb.
"Dave you need t- Oh shit sorry!" Dave sprang off Seb, watching as his dad backed away from the door, his quick footsteps could be heard retreating down the stairs.
"Oh fuck! Dave I'm sor-" Sebastian started before being cut off.
"I'm gonna be sick." And Dave bolted for the bathroom as fast as his unsteady feet could carry him.
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Dave stood infront of his bathroom mirror, trying to find the courage to go down and face his father. He had to talk to him now, had to explain, had to find out his father's thoughts and reactions to what he had obviously just found out.
Seb was waiting behind the door for him, as with a deep breathe of resignation, he left the bathroom.
"I'll be b-back soon. I've gotta go...Yeah, I'll be back." Dave stuttered. Seb just nodded, the boy understanding that this was something Dave had to do alone.
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He found his dad, as usual, at the kitchen table, paper and coffee in hand. As Dave sat opposite him and cleared his throat, his father simply folded his paper, placed it down on the table and studied Dave, obviously waiting for Dave to start talking.
"I n-need to ta-talk to you, dad." Dave stumbled over his words.
"As I expected." His dad stated calmly. Dave couldn't tell what his father was thinking. The man was very hard to read.
"Dad I'm- well- I'm g- I'm g-gay dad." Dave struggled to form words around the giant lump in his throat.
"I know David. Something I've suspected for a while." His father half smiled, half grimaced. "Something that was confirmed to me by that little display upstairs.
"You knew?" Dave looked at him in surprise. Had he really been that transparent?
"I suspected." His dad repeated. "At first, I was worried it was drugs and alcohol and the crowd you were in involved with. It wasn't until you got expelled that the thought even occured to me." His dad cleared his throat. "I'm sorry I failed you David. I should've helped you, should've talked to you." Dave watched as his dad's eyes misted over. He was so sick of making his dad cry. "I knew something was seriously wrong. But instead of talking to you,I just got you re-instated and swept it all under the rug, I just turned a blind eye. Maybe if I- maybe prom wouldn't have happened if I'd just helped you, like a father should."
"Dad, I'm so sorry." Dave cried, throwing himself at his dad, who wrapped him in a tight hug. "I just didn't know how to tell you. I didn't want to dissapoint you."
"I love you, David. Nothing you could ever say or do will change that, okay?" His father said firmly.
Dave nodded. "I love you too dad... So much."
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"Now, recently-" His dad continued in a gruff voice when Dave had sat himself back down- "I took it upon myself to get a little educated. I called a few helplines and they sent me this," He pushed a package, that Dave hadn't noticed, across the table.
"Now, while I'm not entirely comfortable with my little boy growing up so fast, I realise that you're at that age where kids tend to experiment." Dave blushed in horror, upon finding sex-ed pamphlets, a box of condoms and lube in the package his father had given him. "I don't know what exactly you and your boyfriend-"
"Seb's not my boyfriend." Dave blurted. They'd barely been on one date, let alone discussed their relationship status.
Dave's dad frowned. "Well, now we do have a problem." His father leant forward, planting his hand firmly on Dave's knee. "Being gay doesn't mean you have to throw yourself at anyone who'll take you David. You're an amazing boy, and you'll find someone special. I don't want you sleeping around jus because you thi-"
"N-no, I mean-" Dave just wanted to crawl in a hole and die- "I'm not sleeping around w-with anyone... At all. Me and Seb, we're jus- we're not together... Yet... We're just, taking things slow."
"Oh... Well, from now on, door stays open and, while I'm fine with Sebastian staying over, that's what we have a guest room for, okay? Because what I saw definitely isn't slow enough." Paul cleared his throat awkwardly. "I just wan- it's been a hard road for you David, so when you do take, ahhh, that step, I want you to make sure you're ready and prepared and, most importantly, you do it with someone you love, okay?"
"Okay dad."Dave mumbled.
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As Dave stood to leave the awkwardness of that conversation behind, his father pulled him into another strong hug.
"You can always come to me David, with anything. I love you no matter what, understand?" His dad whispered to him.
"I love you too dad." Dave sniffed. "More then anything."
"Good to know." His dad chuckled, pulling out of the hug with one last pat on the back. "Now, go get ready, you have school remember?"
Dave whined in protest, wondering what fresh hell school would bring him today.