Warbler Infections

Chapter 7: "For the grace of gavel"

Wes's POV

It was the evening of Kurt's audition. David and I were heading back to our dorm after cleaning up the practice room. Normally we would be in the middle of a heated argument about a song selection or a choreography decision, but there was nothing except the clicks of our dress shoes on the polished floor. At least it was before I had a mini heart attack in the middle of the abandoned hall.

    "My gavel! I left it in the choir room! Oh god what if someone takes it, or it gets dirty, or.." My extensive blabbering was cut off by David

"Wes calm down, I saw that you left it and before we starting heading back I picked it up. It's in my bag so you can stop worrying and take deep breaths." How he noticed I forgot the gavel was beyond me. The other guys wouldn't have given it a second thought but David considered how sacred it was to me.

I know it seems like a silly piece of wood but it was one of the only gifts my parents had ever given me. My dad is a lawyer who never had time for family dinners and birthdays. He was a tough man to please who criticized everything I did from my grades to extracurricular activities. So having the gavel was like knowing he almost loved me.

"You remembered?" I couldn't help but think that David was my knight in shining armor. "Of course Wes, you told me how important it is to you. And you carry it around everywhere you go so when I didn't see it in your bag, I picked it up for you." He seemed so chill about it.

     "T-thank you. That was v-very sweet." Why wasn't I able to speak like a functioning human being? This was David I'm talking to, my best friend and roommate. And now I was stuttering and tripping over my words. He was just being considerate, right?

I couldn't help but notice his concerned eyes and slightly sad smile. I wasn't blind, of course I knew David was attractive but I never let myself think that about him. But he has always been there for me. Defending me in Warbler meetings, walking with me to class, he was my first friend here and I didn't realize how much I relied on him. He kept me grounded when I went into one of my crazy panic modes. I needed him.

The rest of the walk to the dorm was still quiet, but my mind was drowning in thoughts. Do you like him like that and, aren't you straight, which was instantly followed with, you've never even liked a girl. I knew I couldn't let myself fall for him, despite the fact that I desperately wanted to. I was pretty accepting, I mean I'm surrounded by gay guys all day, but my parents may just be the most homophobic people on the planet.

They didn't like the prospect of twin men holding hands let alone their own son kissing a boy. There was no way he was going to be able to change their minds either. His parents had set him up on plenty of dates with girls, mostly the daughters of their friends. None of them remotely interested him however. It wasn't that they were snobby or unattractive, he just didn't want o be in a relationship with any of them, now he knew why.

As I looked up again for the first time in a while I saw that we already reached our room. "Uh Wes, you have the key." My brain was much to full to process what he said. "Yeah?" David chuckled back so his answer must have been wrong.

    "I said you have the key, so can you unlock the door?" Oh that makes way more sense."Right, sorry I blanked out for a sec, sure I'll open it." The key clicked and I let him in first. I couldn't wait to get some rest and clear my head. I couldn't be feeling these things to him.

Twenty minutes later had David sleeping like a log as he always did. That made one of us. I stared at the ceiling knowing I wouldn't be resting anytime soon. Why couldn't I get him out of my head? Memories of our conversations, his laughter, and today in the hallway all flooded back. I rolled over to be greeted with my photo wall, all photos with the Warblers, and him.

      My parents were going to kill me if they ever found out that I felt this way. I lay on my other side to catch a glimpse of David sleeping. He was so peaceful and content when he slept. A single tear crept down my cheek and before I knew it, my eyes were shut for the worst nights sleep of my life. One thought pounded through my head.

You're in love with David and he doesn't feel the same way.

Hey guys I know this chapter is pretty short and kind of a downer but I needed to introduce Wevid. I would have posted earlier but I've had writers block about this chapter all week. But I'm glad I got it done. Question for today: What is your favorite ship on the show? It can be canon or not. I love Klaine and Faberry the most. Don't forget to vote and comment. Have a great morning, afternoon, or evening. You are incredible!

Your fellow gleek,
-Lindsay💕