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Dave’s fingers tapped against the steering wheel, a cheerful tune running through his head. The car was a bit weird, not like his usual car, but considering his own car was in the shop, it had been easier to just rent a car with Blaine. He grinned stupidly as he thought about the fact that he was about to go on an adventure with his boyfriend. Sure, it was only a short trip, and it wasn’t like this was the first time they had drove a long distance together, but this was their first road trip. Dave stuck his hand out the window, giving Blaine a wave when he noticed Blaine waving at him. How he had ended up dating Blaine, who turned out to be one of the greatest guys he met, he still wasn’t actually sure. Dave reached behind himself, fiddling with his backpack and moving around the cooler. “You have to have a cooler, David, what if you two got hungry and there wasn’t anything to eat for miles?” his dad had reason as he had started to pack the two of them a lunch. At that time, Dave had just rolled his eyes, but now he was hoping Blaine actually enjoyed it. 

He watched as Blaine came out of the house, and tried not to be too amused by the multiple bags. Sliding out of the car, he reached forward to Blaine, a huge smile across his face. “Hey there,” he beamed, leaning in to hug his boyfriend. As he pulled back, Dave shook his head. “Nah, you could never have enough stuff, right? Besides, I can’t really say anything. I have my own bag and a suit carrier, and a backpack, plus my dad insisted on me bringing food for us,” he hummed, reaching for Blaine’s things. He had realized, when packing his bag, he couldn’t put his laptop in the bag,  which meant he had to have a separate bag. “Thank you for coming with me Blaine, I really appreciate it,” Dave said suddenly, giving Blaine a grateful smile.

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Dave greeted him with a smile that went on for days and a pair of arms waiting.  Blaine was now well past thinking it was so strange to hug Dave back.  All thanks to the man hugging him patiently giving him time and helping him to start working on his troubled mind.  They both knew what it felt like to bottom out.  Dave was there to listen and understood. He was apart from the close inner circle of friends that made Blaine feel too guilty of possibly making think they had to chose ‘sides’ –there weren’t any sides, he knew that now but not then– to hear him out.  At three o’clock in the morning when Blaine felt like he was losing it? Dave always picked up the phone to talk him down and refused accept an apology for the phone ringing at an ungodly hour.  In Dave’s opinion?  None were ever needed..  When he started therapy?  Dave drove him to the doctor that he recommended.  There were more things, small and big that Dave did for him and never asked anything back but Blaine’s company.

What was Dave to him?  A boyfriend. An unexpected turn that took him off a dark road right before he drove off the steepest cliff he’d ever sped towards.  Dave was someone who was there and Blaine was grateful.  Instead of holding back–Blaine stepped into the hug and it was warm and soft lasted only for a minute. More than enough time for him to lift up onto his toes to press a kiss to Dave’s cheek because his arms were too full to hug him back properly. Blaine laughed and shrugged out of his bags to hand them over.  “Uh–Sure,” he grinned happily, “Or you are too sweet to ask me what the heck.”  The thank you made Blaine blink, mouth open in surprise.  “You’re welcome. Hey!  I’m excited about this!  We’re going to have fun and–?  Thanks to your dad?  We’re already ahead.”  Reaching over–Blaine gripped Dave’s elbow and gave it a squeeze.  “Thank you for inviting me, Dave. Let’s get out of this town.  Last one in the car pumps gas first. Race ya?”  Yea!  That happened.  So said the view of Blaine’s back as he suddenly jerked into a jog towards the passenger side.