Dave rubbed his head, wishing that he was back in bed instead of trying to figure out why Blaine was throwing damn pieces of cement at his house. He had been an asshole before, he didn’t think he deserved this, not after everything and all the apologies. Dave just stared at the male in front of him, blinking as he tried to process everything, especially Blaine’s attempt at apologizing. Giving a long sigh, he turned back to see the window, hole and all. “I’m not going to send you to prison. Though you’re lucky my parents aren’t home right now,” he groaned, looking back towards the other.
Dave stared at the fingers, trying to understand what Blaine was trying to possibly do. “Dude, I don’t know how much it’s going to cost. I’ll call the insurance people in the morning and get an estimate,” he said as he kept looking around. “Look, come inside,” he sighed, inching towards the other. He did look visibly drunk, at least he did in Dave’s opinion. Why Blaine was out like this, wandering around, and why he thought to throw cement at people’s houses was a good idea, he wasn’t actually sure. “I have to say, you’d be good on a football team, that’s for sure,” he said sarcastically.
A tiny sliver of relief splashed onto Blaine’s expression when Dave promised him he wouldn’t call the cops. The last thing he needed was to call Rachel and beg her to come bail him out. Because there was no way he’d phone his mother and tell her what he did. ‘Hello, Mom? I need you to come pick me up from prison’ was a conversation he would never ever live down. Sobriety in the form of terror managed to kill some of his drunken idiocy but it wasn’t enough to make him not stagger to the side after his hand signals that failed to magically fix anything and hold–very carefully–onto Dave’s mailbox for support. With any luck? He wouldn’t break that too.
“Thank you. I don’t need tonight getting any more horrible. I was trying to–it wasn’t supposed to be a chunk of sidewalk. I was going for a stone,” he mumbled frustrated at himself for being such a fool. What Dave was thinking of him–Blaine could only imagine. “Are you sure it isn’t any trouble?” Though if he was here when Dave called the insurance company–he could pay him right away and they could get the window replaced before the Karofskys returned and all hell broke loose? That was a plus. Yeah? A lazy lean had him taking a few fancy steps to prevent gravity from working it’s curse and landing him on his rear end. Again. “Oh, I preferred polo but maybe you’re right,” he tried to joke back but it was a weak attempt.
( mssg » blaine | sent ) Good, then it’s settled. Oh really? I think I can agree to that. When do you want to? ( mssg » blaine | sent ) I mean, I’m just lucky you showed up at Scandals honestly. I mean, I’m glad that I went to scandals that night period.
( mssg » dave | sent ) How about tomorrow night? One of the great rewards of teaching? Weekends off. I could drive to your place this time? Save you the trip. ( mssg » dave | sent ) I am, too. I’m not sure where I’d be if I didn’t make myself leave the house and stumble across you. You know what? How about I make that drive tonight? I’d get there before it’s too late and I can text you when I arrive. I’d just really like to see you.
( mssg » dave | sent ) Oh God. You aren’t kidding, are you? Did you try the gorilla glue and vice grip idea?! That stuff said right on the bottle that it’d fix anything! The guy at Home Depot promised me that if I used a vice grip with it, we’d be good as new. ( mssg » dave | sent ) Okay. I told him I broke a door but what was I supposed to say?
( mssg » dave | sent ) Uh.. About that. Honestly? The answer was yes. However! If the attempt was so bad that you have to ask me if that’s what I am doing? I’m going to go with no, of course not!
[text » » blaine ] Don’t worry, you can keep me as long as you want, preferably you keep me for awhile 😛 We should watch that movie though. [text » » blaine ] I do know that. I know that really well, and honestly, I’m doing everything in my power to do the same for you.
( mssg » dave | sent ) I’m glad we agree because I plan on it. We should watch that movie! I’m voting it in for our next movie night! ( mssg » dave | sent ) You are doing the same for me. In leaps and bounds. You’re one of the kindest people I know, Dave. I’m just lucky you popped into my life again when you did.
Being like this with Blaine, it was something he was comfortable with. In fact, he had never actually felt more comfortable than when he and Blaine were curled up on a couch together, just like this. Dave barely paid attention to the Tv, instead choosing to take in the moment and enjoy Blaine’s body against his. When Blaine didn’t answer immediately he felt his stomach dropping. Had he said something that was wrong to say? Did he make Blaine uncomfortable? He had been trying hard with that aspect. He only brought up the past when the situation needed it. Then he heard the remote hit the group, the thing that made his heart drop even more. Dave tried to find something in Blaine’s eyes, something that would explain if he was upset or not by the comment. Then he heard it, the thank you. Dave relaxed, nodding. “You’re more than welcome.”
Dave immediately started feeling all the tension that had been quickly building up inside of him quickly release. This was the best way of seeing Blaine happy. He leaned into the embrace a large smile crossing his lips. “You’re the amazing one, Blaine Anderson. I owe my amazingness to you,” he paused, fully leaning into the kiss. He smiled stupidly as he turned the corner kiss into a full kiss. After a few moments, he took a deep breath and pulled back a bit. He looked around the room, trying to find courage, before looking back to Blaine. He slowly let out his breath, trying to find the right words. “You know, I never thought that I would be dating you. When I first met you, honestly, I couldn’t stand your happy go lucky attitude, and how happily out you were, and that you were dating Kurt. But then I met you at Scandals, and I think all of that changed that moment. I love spending time with you, being able to see you and do this, or just enjoy simple moments, like I dunno, getting a coffee at the Lima Bean together. But I was wondering,” he paused, forcing himself to calm down. “I was wondering if maybe you wanted to move in together? I found an apartment closer to Dalton, but still near my school, and I figured it’d be easier to see you more often, but last night all I could think about was how much I would love to be able to see you all the time, and be able to roll over and have you be the first thing I saw in the morning. So I was wondering if you would move in with me.”
Blaine hummed low as the small kisses he gave the edges of Dave’s mouth were turned into a full one that lingered and stole his breath when their lips fit together. In a jerking motion–long fingers came up to curl around his boyfriend’s biceps so he had something to hold onto and stay upright when they pulled away from one another. He’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t feel a rush of contentment relax the tenseness he felt inside that seemed ever-present. Being with Dave normally melted it away but he knew it was usually there–waiting to come back so the ghost of it was hard to forget. This time? He couldn’t remember what it felt like–much less be waiting for it to seep back in. Not when he was looking at Dave’s lips knowing his were the one to make them glisten. Or–definitely–not when he was considering going back in for seconds.
Dave seemed to need to find his words. The way he acted made Blaine’s head tilt out of curiosity. He was about to offer him a penny for his thoughts when Dave spoke up. What he said made Blaine blush down into his lap. The feeling was mutual. Mostly. Where Dave couldn’t stand him at first sight–Blaine felt sorry for him. Time changes people. Lesson learned by it happening repeatedly until he wondered who was changing faster. Him or the people around him. Good and bad changes. Ones mended and tore apart fences until the map he knew like the back of his hand a year ago was completely different. And all roads led him to somewhere he never planned. It took him months to come to the idea that nothing in the outside world mattered when they were like the way Dave was explaining he found such joy in. Months of trying to forget and trying to let go. Months of failing and cancelled dates. Of piss poor excuses that he knew Dave saw through and knew the real reason why Blaine didn’t have the energy to get out of bed. Let alone try to attempt something CLOSE to resembling a date. Dave stuck by him patiently waiting–and guiding him–to how they are now. Most people would have given up. Not Dave. And Dave thought he was the amazing one? Psh! “Wondering what,” he asked during Dave’s pause. His question was answered by one worded to sweetly that he felt tears building until the shocking finale erased the wonder if he heard Dave right when it was repeated. Yeah, he most certainly did. Blaine couldn’t stop smiling and taking both of Dave’s hands into his to give the man something to hang onto. Poor Dave looked like he was so nervous he might crawl out of his skin. “Dave–I? Move in together? You want to live with me? I mean–you found a place closer to here? How long were you looking? Are you sure?”
[text » » blaine ] 😉 yes I did 😉 [text » » blaine ] I don’t actually plan on changing anytime soon, I just felt that quote was appropriate for this conversation. [text » » blaine ] Challenge accepted, Mister Anderson. You’re amazing 😛
( mssg » dave | sent ) Can I keep you? I’m going to. I had plenty of reasons before but that quote was a big enough one by itself. ( mssg » dave | sent ) Thank you, Dave. I’m just trying to treat like you deserve to be treated. You’re very important to me. I hope you know that.
Relationships, while they were a dream, never seemed to last for him. While it seemed he always left on good terms with people he dated, it just seemed like they never lasted, or if they lasted for awhile, it never felt right. For some reason, he had expected the same from Blaine. He didn’t think their relationship would last that long, not at first. Not with their past connection or even past romantic connections, yet there he was, still dating Blaine and feeling more comfortable that he had ever been around a guy. “Yeah, they might be necessary. I mean, I could be okay with sticking my head under the tap and drinking but that might be awkward, not to mention, messy,” he teased.
Dave gladly took the glass and let himself be led to the living room. Blaine’s hands had always felt so nice on his, in his opinion. He could stay holding hands with Blaine for a long time. “Nah, don’t worry, I shook them off my trail when I got on the highway. I don’t think they’ll be finding me anytime soon, so I can spend as much time as we think we can handle,” he promised. Dave sipped on the water, enjoying the cool sensation down his throat. Looking down, he took the empty spot next to Blaine. “Let’s just turn something on? Like the tv? I kind of just want to you know, be close,” he shrugged. Dave paused for a moment. “I’d brave everything, hope you know that.”
“Honestly? That’s right where I want to be.” As soon as Dave settled in–Blaine scooted closer making a pitstop to grab the remote before he reached the perfect spot. Dave was incredibly comfortable to snuggle with and that’s exactly what Blaine did. After his loafers were kicked off, Blaine molded his body alongside Dave’s–bare feet tucked under a pillow at the end of the sofa. A press of a button turned the television on. Some random show was playing. It’d do because he didn’t plan on paying attention to it anyway. Funny how such a small pause could get his attention. Blaine looked at Dave quizzically as the remote wobbled in his hand. A small thud later–it was on the floor. –You’d brave anything?– “You would? For..me,” he asked in a quiet whisper. Hazel eyes softened as they searched Dave’s. “I–. Thank you.” Dave would get it. Wouldn’t he? That he didn’t mean to react so stupefied by such a small comment.
But it wasn’t very small to him. He needed to hear that. Too much doubt. Even though Dave only did everything in his power to make Blaine feel comfort, understanding and even cared for from moment one on? The road to shaking a self doubt that grew so deep in such a short amount of time was a long one. Blaine liked to think he was on the last stretch. Getting there. But he still had ‘his days’ that he tried to keep to himself because Dave didn’t need to hear about them all when he was trying so hard to be so.. “Amazing. You’re amazing, Dave Karofsky. Completely amazing,” he smiled letting his hand cup Dave’s cheek so he could graze the edge of his thumb across the bridge of Dave’s nose. Nudging him closer with a press of his fingertips, Blaine lifted up and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I’d brave anything for you, too. You know that don’t you?”
[text » » blaine] Okay, i’m terrible, absolute worst, completely terrible. I’m bad, and that’s good. I will never be good, and that’s not bad. There’s no one I’d rather be than me. [text » » blaine] yes, i did just quote Wreck it Ralph, fyi. [text » » blaine] Too bad, i’m bringing my A game too, I will catch you, especially when you least expect it. You’re perfect to me.
( mssg » dave | sent ) Did you just? ( mssg » dave | sent ) Yes you did! For that reason alone? You should never change. I happen to like you just the way you are. ( mssg » dave | sent ) Your A Game too? I’m going to take that as a challenge, Mister Karofsky. ( mssg » dave | sent ) You’re sweet. Thanks for that.
[text » » blaine] Nah, what gave you that idea? I’m not terrible, of course not. [text » » blaine] You do know that all this is going to do is make me watch a little closer to see when my perfect boyfriend slips up. Consider me onto you. But see, this is why I really like you. All of this.
( mssg » dave | sent ) Admit it. You’re a little terrible. A smidgen of terrible. You know? The good kind. Just terrible enough to be excellent at it. 🙂 ( mssg » dave | sent ) I better make sure I’m on my A Game from here on out then. Can’t have you catching me slipping up too much. ( mssg » dave | sent ) Perfect? Thank you but I’m far from that. I’d like to be. As long as I keep you smiling? It feels like I might get there someday??
[ text | blaine ] Well Blaine, didn’t know you were in that kind of mood [ 😉 ] [ text | blaine ] I knew what you meant. I’m glad too. And i’m glad for the awkward texts where you prove that even the most perfects boyfriend has their off moments.
( mssg » dave | sent ) You’re terrible! ( mssg » dave | sent ) Oh. Believe me. I have plenty of ‘off moments’. I’ve just managed to sneak them past you with minimal notice so far. You’d be amazed at how good I’ve gotten at covering most of them up. Or so I’d like to think. I could denial and you’re just humoring me by pretending not to notice them when they do happen. ( mssg » dave | sent ) You know? Like right now. Oh god. Shutting up. Ha!
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