Well done!

I loved that Kurt got Dave to buy a pink shirt - Dave would do just about anything for that boy LOL.

Lol I loved that they went shopping and how everything turned about.

Just as I thought there are no Kurofsky stories left worth to read...

This one was a treat ;)

Amazing story, it'd be worth continuing. I loved it, it was very sweet and simple and I would stick with it if you where to continue, if you can't tell by now, I would love for you to continue.

You really kept both David and Kurt's charecters while elaborating on their feelings, this is not an easy task in fanfiction. So I aplaud you and your talent, and beg for more!

Yours Forever,

J. Xander

This was amazing. I loved it so much I don't even have the words to describe. I would love to read more. Llike there phone conversations and the date and if Kurt comes back to the school and what happens if they begin to date. Ugh I really want more. Just great job though really. :)

This was cute. Thanks.

...why can't you write Glee?

Seriously, this is adorable. Dave needs fluff!

Camunki :D

Gaaah! I loved this soooo much. So funny. :D

this was so nice to read. the two of them enjoying each others company. and the ending 3

Ahhh I love it! Thats was such a cute happy story.

This story made me so happy, I am honestly having trouble finding the words! I seriously just want to cry, that's how happy it made me! Although I'm curious now how there date is going to go?

Very cute story! And I agree with Kurt about Blaine. :)

I love it! there needs to be more Kurt/Karofsky!

Nice story. I am so bored by the whole pc trend that I'm about ready to trade in for a Mac!

You know, years ago on Murphy Brown, they did an episode on political correctness. My favourite part was during a panel discussion, someone addressed a lady in the audience as "the tall woman with glasses". Her response was "I'm not tall, I'm vertically enhanced. I'm not a woman with glasses, but optically challenged. I'm not a secretary, but an administrative. At least I was until I was not fired, but vocationally displaced." That was a sure sign that the trend had officially gone too far.

I'm a gay man. A fag, a sissy... whatever. I'm out and proud and don't really care if others accept me as long as I can accept myself. As my mother said all her life: You can call me anything you like as long as it's not late for dinner.

Hope to see more stories like this one.