For Maxxie

[reformingfury]

It's strange to be on the receiving end of flirtation after what he's done to Maxxie, but right now, Dave will take it. Even if he really does think he needs to pay the dancer back from the crap he pulled when he lost his memories. It might not have been his fault that the island made him forget the past three years, but it is his fault that, at any point in his life, Dave decided to stop being a decent person for the sake of popularity and normalcy.

He's just glad that Maxxie doesn't actually think that he deserves punishment beyond what he chooses to put on himself. Maybe. Dave isn't exactly a master at figuring out someone's intentions every time.

"So, what do you think retribution tastes like? Breakfast foods, pasta or stir fry?" he asks the other boy as he goes through what is available in the pantry. His cooking knowledge is still pretty limited, but at least he's improving with lessons. Before it was a pick between making a sandwich, frying eggs and praying they don't burn or microwave dinners.

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[just_dance_it]

Maxxie makes himself comfortable, hopping up to sit on a bit of counter top so he could watch Dave work and maybe help him, if need be.

"Mmm, breakfast," he decides, leaning back on his hands. "You should totally make pancakes. Does that sound good?"

[reformingfury]

"Hell yeah! How about blueberry ones?" He grins back at Maxxie over his shoulder. It's a safe variation, what with the growing all over here. But then again, Dave does have a mean appetite.

"Want any sides? Eggs? Hash browns?"

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"Mmm, I'm good," Maxxie decides. He swings his feet a little, kicking at the air with a bit of excess energy.

"You go to town. Remember I'm not helping though."

[reformingfury]

"Alright, more for me then," he teases as he finds the wheat flour and some fresh berries. Doing a mental check again so he doesn't wreck the food, Dave grabs the other ingredients, forgoing the extras he teased about for now.

He furrows his brow as he deals with the dry ingredients, remembering the subject of his punishment. "So seriously; if there's anything beyond this I can do, man, fucking name it."

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"I told you. I don't know." Maxxie grins lazily as he watches Dave focus on his work.

"What's appropriate? You didn't seem to like spanking so I'm kind of at a loss. What do you do good?"

[reformingfury]

Dave pauses in his whisking and turns to Maxxie.

"Seriously, it's punishment. I ain't gotta like it, so if you're gonna be that fixated on smacking my ass, I can suffer through it." He bites his lip and sincerely hopes that Maxxie wouldn't. It's a big jump to go to for him, not to mention a little weird at this point in their friendship, he thinks.

"But like... I dunno. If you need heavy lifting or something. Or someone to do your homework. Name it."

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Maxxie's smile goes soft as he shakes his head.

"I'm just kidding you, dude," he says sincerely. "I don't want to spank you or put you to work. I haven't got any homework or heavy lifting."

He turns his head to stare at the kitchen, rolling his shoulders in a shrug. "It sucked, but you're sorry. I don't really believe in punishment anyway."

[reformingfury]

"...Oh." Well, now he feels like an idiot.

"Still. I wanna do something nice to make up for it. I mean, more than pancakes, since I'm eating them too."

[just_dance_it]

"You think something up then," he says.

"I'm easy." He can't help but grin at that, but quickly moves on. "I'd be happy with anything. If you mean it, that's good enough for me."

[reformingfury]

He smiles and continues his cooking. Dave picks up the bowl so he can face Maxxie while he deals with the eggs and other wet ingredients.

"I do mean it. But I guess I feel like I need to do more. And I still have no clue what I can do. So, I'll meet you half way?"

He sets the bowl aside.

"One little request. You name it, whenever you want it, ok?"

[just_dance_it]

He stares at Dave for a long moment, his lips still curved in a smile, like he's forgotten it's there.

"You might not like what I come up with," he warns. "You sure about this?"

[reformingfury]

He hesitates for a moment, but he doesn't actually think that Maxxie would do anything really malicious. So he nods.

"Totally."

[just_dance_it]

"Alright." He won't do anything mean, not purposefully, not consciously, but there's plenty he could think of that might make Dave uncomfortable. The problem is that there's little that makes Maxxie truly uncomfortable, so he doesn't have a good measure of things.

He leans forward a little and offers out his hand. "Deal."

[reformingfury]

Dave grins and takes his hand.

"Deal."

[just_dance_it]

Maxxie lets go and leans back again with a wave of his hand.

"Now get back to making my pancakes," he commands in the snootiest voice he can manage. It carries no weight when paired with his smile.

[reformingfury]

Dave snorts and sifts the flour mix over the eggs.

"Yes sir, right away, sir!"

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Maxxie lets him get back to work for a few seconds before his smile fades into something thoughtful. He chews his bottom lip and knocks his heel lightly against a cabinet.

"Dave, can I ask you a question? Sort of personal, or something."

[reformingfury]

"Is this you favor?" he asks without looking up from his work. He's rinsing off some blueberries and heating a pan on the stove now.

"Either way, go for it."

[just_dance_it]

"Nah," he says. "So you don't have to answer. But, um.. why'd you kiss Kurt? I mean, aside from the obvious." Maxxie's not blind. He's wanted to kiss Kurt pretty much from the second he saw him, and did kiss him, once. But in the context of Dave and Kurt, that's not the same thing.

"I'm guessing you singled him out 'cause.. 'cause some of us can't hide how we are."

[reformingfury]

Dave laughs, thought not really much out of humor. "You want the full list or the short version?" He hovers his hand over the pan to see how hot it is and, deciding it needs to heat up more, turns back to face Maxxie.

"That was part of it, yeah. It kinda killed me, knowing that I'd get a whole world of shit from the team if I came out, but Kurt could be... well, Kurt. I mean, I know I wasn't the only one giving him shit, but he still was proud about it. I wasn't, not by a long shot."

He looks down, fighting a blush that's about equal parts bashfulness and shame at this point.

"But that's probably a contributor to why I've been attracted to him for a while. Aside from the obvious reasons."

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Chewing softly on his lower lip, Maxxie listens and thinks. It's not exactly something he can get his mind around, for some reason.

"I never asked Deck why," he says. "It's so weird to me. I get seeing someone, thinking they're fit and wanting to shag them, without talking to them or anything. But if you really liked him, if you, like, admired him... wouldn't you find someone else to hassle? Wouldn't it just hurt more to hurt him than to hurt anybody else?"

Assuming it even hurt Dave to come at people he didn't know. Maxxie imagines it must.

[reformingfury]

He shrugs.

"Proof of how fucked up I am. I really liked him, but at the same time, I hated him, you know? Plus, back then, the attraction was much more... physically driven than anything."

[just_dance_it]

"You're not fucked up." It's an automatic response, because if Maxxie stopped and thought about it for two seconds, he would see that yeah, that is fucked up. But he doesn't like seeing people rag on themselves, not if he can help it. He won't give false hope or completely ignore facts, but he thinks he knows Dave enough to say he's not completely fucked up and mean it.

"You just need to work on how you pick up guys," he says, coming up with an easy smirk.

[reformingfury]

"Yeah, I am. But at least I got my head out of my ass, now. Again." Dave smiles at him in thanks for saying otherwise.

He turns back to the stove and, finding the pan at the right temperature, starts to make the first pancake.

"Noted and trying. I actually asked this one guy back home for tips." He scrunches his nose at the memory. "He told me to stop waxing my eyebrow and to stay in the closet."

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Maxxie frowns deeply, somehow offended on Dave's behalf. Or offended that someone could give such crap advice.

"Right," he says. "So... he's a wanker and you should ignore anything he said."