Title: The More I See You
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PG-13 (though it'll probably go up to NC-17 toward the end)
Word Count:
547/13462 (so far)
Dave/Kurt {Kurtofsky}
Spoilers: Everything up through the end of season 2.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Tis Ryan Murphy's brain child and I take ownership of nothing there. :)
Kurt gives Dave a makeover and basically makes him his perfect man in the process.
A/N: So I'm thinking there'll be two more chapters after this, more or less. Also I'm so sorry this took so long! I tried writing this chapter about five times and couldn't decide on how to go about it until it hit me when I was in bed last night. So yeah, there's that. Anyway, enjoy!

"So did I ever ask what you're doing here, then?" Kurt asked as they lay in his bed later that night. "In New York, I mean?"

"Oh, uh. I transferred here, actually. Just this semester."

"You did?" said Kurt, surprise evident in his voice. "Why haven't I seen you in any of my classes?"

"I wanted to come here, to NYU and everything, but I didn't want you to think I was stalking you or anything, so I... I tried to make sure I wouldn't be in any of your classes. And I figured that'd be good. I was doing better and was in New York and I thought that was that and all that really mattered was that I was here. And then I saw you."

"You did? When?"

"Yeah. Last week, you were at the coffee cart paying for whatever it was you had and I couldn't stop staring. You were there, standing not twenty feet in front of me and you looked amazing, just like you always do. And then you grabbed your coffee and walked right past me and… all I could do was watch you go." Dave took in a deep breath, exhaling slowly. "I don't know, it's just like... the more I see you, the harder it is to let you go, it gets harder thinking that you're not mine anymore, that I'm not yours. I thought it might be easier to live with the pain of knowing that you were miles away, if we had some distance, but it just... it wasn't. If anything, it just made me feel worse, made me hate myself a little more each time I thought about what a huge mistake I made."

Kurt stared at Dave, feeling his eyes sting from unshed tears as Dave sighed.

"I'm so sorry, Kurt, I just - I made a mistake. I did, I know that. And I know it probably shouldn't matter, maybe it won't even make a difference at all, but... I love you. I love you so much and I'm really sorry about everything-"

"I know you are," Kurt interrupted softly with a nod. "I know. And I love you, too, of course I do, but – but at the same time I think... maybe, if we're going to do this again, you and me… that maybe we need to start over. We can't just pick up where we left off. We need to start new. I mean... we're different people now. We're not the same, not really. Don't you think?"

Dave thought about it for a moment, giving Kurt a hint of a smile, and nodded once. "Yeah. Starting over, that... that sounds good. Whatever you want."

Kurt sighed blissfully, wrapping his arms around Dave's middle and embracing him tightly.

Holding Dave like this, just being there in his arms and breathing him in, the scent of him, the feel of his body in Kurt's, was incredible. Indescribable.

Kurt closed his eyes tightly, letting the tears finally spill onto his cheeks as he tucked his face into Dave's shoulder.

It wasn't until he felt the dampness on his shirt that he realized Dave was crying as well.

Things weren't the same, they probably never would be, but one thing was for sure.

They were home.