Kurt took his hand with a shaky grasp and headed out of the shop. He walked slowly back home silently. When he arrived back he walked down into his room, pulling Dave down with him.
He lay down on the large bed, placing his head on a pillow, his tearing eyes wetting the head rest. His breath was labored and he felt like crap. How had one encounter with his old bully upset him this bad? He reached a hand for Dave.
“Will you lie here with me? Just until I feel better?”
He had never before felt such a strong urge to be there for someone. He couldn’t hold his hand tight enough, he couldn’t say words that seemed sincere enough…
When the request came, he couldn’t comply quick enough. He lay down and hugged Kurt close, wiping away the tears. “Sorry I couldn’t protect you… I tried. I wouldn’t have actually hit him… I promise you.”
He pressed a kiss to the bridge of his nose and sighed. “It’ll be okay.”