CHAPTER ONE

Author's Note: Hi! So...I know I have two other stories that I should be working on, but to be completely honest, I kind of hit a writer's slump for both stories, and my weird little muse decided to drop a different plot bunny on my lap, which I hope to finish by February. Finishing this would, hopefully, help me get back into the swing of things for Therapy and The Last Seeker.

I fell in love with the idea of a pregnant Kurt living with a Sebastian he barely knows and them having to go through the hardships of being a young pseudo-couple who needs to learn to live with each other for the sake of their unborn child. Hopefully you'll fall in love with it too because I am hoping to turn this into some sort of a series that would follow Sebastian and Kurt's relationship in the future.

Now, being the drama queen that I am in real life, expect a lot of drama and angst in this story. Also, for the purists out there, please don't kill me if my Kurt and Sebastian would seem a little OOC. This is how I pictured Sebastian to be after he had decided to turn over a new leaf; how I pictured Hunter after he had realized how truly wrong he was after the Dalton fiasco, and of course how Kurt is when he's pregnant. Everyone needs a little redemption along the way.

Lastly, this is not exactly Blaine-friendly at the start. I love Blaine with all my heart, but nice Blaine (at least at the start of the story) is just not going to work for this story. To the Blainers out there, please keep in mind that I am one of you and I do not have the heart to make him truly evil. I just love me some Kurtbastian. :)

Disclaimer: Glee is Ryan Murphy's property. I do not own nor am I making money out of Glee and its characters. I only wish I own Kurt and Sebastian, because if I did, I'd make them do nasty, dirty things to each other all night long. :D

Warnings: Mentions of the F-word, cursing, some mentions of sex (nothing too graphic yet), mentions of pregnancy.

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"I'm pregnant," the barely audible voice on the other end of the line said the moment Sebastian answered his phone. He felt his knees go weak which caused him to sit on the couch with a plop. The caller didn't need any introduction. He knew exactly who the caller was.

"I – what?" he replied. It seemed to be the only thing he was capable of saying at that exact moment.

"You heard me, Sebastian. Do I really have to repeat myself?" the voice on the other line huffed. He sounded like his old bitchy self, like what he was telling Sebastian wasn't affecting him at all, but Sebastian could hear faint traces of panic in his tone. Panic because he was scared Sebastian will blame him for this…accident, or worse, brush him off like Sebastian usually does after each of their hook ups.

Sebastian ran a hand through his hair. "How could that have happened? We were always careful!" he cried out. He was glad his roommate was already out this early on a Saturday. There was this need in him to lash out, but he felt completely drained and exhausted all of a sudden.

There was silence on the other end of the line that was so long that Sebastian thought he had hung up. He hoped the other man hung up. He wasn't ready for this conversation, but with his current luck, he knew that wasn't going to be the case.

Sure enough, the seemingly disembodied voice on the other line spoke again, but it was so faint and full of fear, Sebastian almost apologized.

"R-remember that day when you…th-the first time you, um, slammed me against the door of your bedroom? Um, y-you didn't use a…" the voice trailed off.

Sebastian was immediately deluged with memories of that day. It was probably one of the hottest fucks he had ever had in his life. Hotter than the time he got to fuck the Chris Pine dead-ringer he met when he was still prowling gay bars all over New York every weekend. Primal instinct took over the moment his soon-to-be-a-dad bedmate stepped into his apartment and he just couldn't help but drag him into his room and proceeded to fuck him hard. They were both so into the moment, so drunk on lust and kisses and sweat and skin that he forgot his – their – number one rule when they had sex. They used one (or three) right after, so that fact got buried under memory after memory of hot, sweaty, amazing sex.

"I forgot to use a condom…shit!" he shouted into the empty living room.

Oh god, he had gotten Kurt-fucking-Hummel pregnant.

Sebastian wanted to throw his phone against the wall. He knew now that this accident was his fault for letting his dick get the better of him. This was where his horniness and constant need for sex brought him and he didn't know what to do.

"Don't blame yourself, Sebastian. I didn't exactly remind you to put one on either," he heard Kurt say in a small voice, like he was so scared of Sebastian. It was so unlike Kurt that he almost asked who this boy he was talking to was. If he didn't know that voice so well, if he wasn't so familiar with the way that voice sounded when he wailed out his name as he came harder than what was – in Sebastian's opinion – humanly possible, he'd think that the man on the other end of the line was not Kurt. Sebastian felt out of sorts and annoyed at how completely out of character Kurt was acting.

He was amazed at how well this boy seemed to know him now. He was practically able to read his mind, much to Sebastian's chagrin. After roughly six months as each other's fuck buddy, he shouldn't have been surprised, especially since Kurt was so perceptive. He never considered them to be anything more than constant sex partners. He needed the constant sex to…well, not so much a 'to' than just because he's Sebastian Smythe. Kurt, though, he needed it to let off steam after Blaine cheated on him again and they called off their engagement. Nowadays though…nowadays they just enjoyed having sex with each other.

Sebastian didn't realize how deep in thought he had gotten until Kurt uttered a soft 'Sebastian' to get his attention. He sat up straight from where he noticed he had ended up slouching on the couch and cleared his throat.

"Y-yeah, I'm still here. Um…" he started to say, but he realized he didn't know what to say.

He heard Kurt sigh on the other line. "Look, you don't have to do anything. You don't owe me anything either, even though sleeping together was something we both agreed on. I-I just figured you had a right know." Kurt became silent on the other line, which caused Sebastian to grip his phone a little harder than normal. When Kurt sighed audibly, Sebastian held his breath. "I'm not asking you for anything, Sebastian. I won't even ask for child support or whatever. No one else would have to know either. I c-can –" there was a sound that sounded so much like a choked sob which caused Sebastian to frown, but he waited for Kurt to continue. Finally, Kurt cleared his throat and his voice rang clearly and a little more strongly on the other line, minus a few cracks in his voice here and there from what obviously was a brave attempt to sound composed and put together. Somehow Sebastian knew it was all a façade.

"I can raise this baby on my own, Sebastian. I'll even disappear from your radar if you need me to. I promise, you will never hear from me again after today."

Sebastian felt his blood go cold at Kurt's words. He had thought about having kids in the future, but he figured he'd have more time to sort all that out when he was older and had a stable job or something and not when he was still a freshman in college, in his boxers, with a barely-awake brain because he just woke up half an hour ago due to a late night study session with his roommate.

"Look, Sebastian, I have to go. I still need to call NYADA to see if I can withdraw next semester, and then I have to face my dad's wrath after. I'm sorry if I bothered you," Kurt said with a sigh. Sebastian knew he mistook his silence as agreement to Kurt's decision to never see each other again, but he couldn't speak up. He didn't know what to say.

"Goodbye Sebastian."

Sebastian dropped his phone on the couch when the line went dead and the frown on his face deepened. He didn't know how long he was seated there just staring at it with a bewildered look on his face. He probably would've stayed that way longer if the front door to the townhouse apartment hadn't opened at that minute.

Sebastian looked up and watched his best friend, Hunter Clarington, step into the living room with coffee and breakfast in hand. He kept silently staring as Hunter returned his gaze.

"Dude, who broke you?" Hunter asked as he moved towards Sebastian. The other ex-Warbler placed the bags of food he was carrying on the coffee table and watched Sebastian. He was dead sure Hunter thought he had finally lost it. "Seriously Seb, you're freaking me out with all your staring. You are not allowed to jump me. That's what you have Kurt for."

Kurt's name seemed to snap Sebastian back to the here and now and his eyes widened as he continued to look at Hunter. "Kurt," he whispered. His eyes got comically wider, like things were starting to click into place in his brain, and he started fumbling for and with his phone when he finally had it back in his hands.

Hunter stopped his frantic movements with a firm hand on his shoulder and he stopped. He looked back at his best friend and a crease formed on his forehead as he frowned again. "What's wrong?" Hunter asked, his calm bleeding into Sebastian, which Sebastian was immensely grateful for. His mind seemed to clear at Hunter's one simple action and his thought process stopped running at 200 miles per minute.

"Kurt's pregnant," he replied to Hunter's question calmly. He suddenly felt numb, like that one sentence sucked all the emotion and life out of him.

He felt the weight on his shoulder lift as Hunter leaned away from him to study his face. "Kurt's a carrier?" his best friend asked quietly, to which he responded with a slow nod. He didn't know if he looked as scared as he thought he should feel, but he felt like he needed to continue.

"Kurt's pregnant and he said he's willing to raise the kid on his own. I don't ever have to worry about child support and seeing them ever again."

Hunter gave him one look and he felt a sudden slap on the backside of his head.

"Hey! What the fuck was that for?" Sebastian cried out indignantly while rubbing his abused head gingerly.

"To knock you back into reality so that you can call Kurt and ask him to meet you somewhere so you two fuckers can fix this shit, because clearly you don't want to not see your kid, but the shock of knowing you're even going to have a kid seemed to have broken your sex-addled brain." Hunter grabbed the phone from Sebastian's hand, unlocked it, and scrolled through the contacts until he found the name he was looking for. He hit call and handed the phone back to Sebastian.

"I'll be in the kitchen if you need to talk. Take a sip of coffee before your boy-toy answers. You're still half awake seeing as you haven't realized that you're still wearing your boxers in front of me at ass o'clock in the morning on a Saturday when you're usually butt-naked," Hunter called out as he sauntered out of the living room to give Sebastian a modicum of privacy while still staying within earshot to make sure that his stubborn best friend actually did as he was told.

Sebastian snorted as he placed his phone against his ear. "You sound like my father."

"Excuse me?"

The hoarse voice in his ear made him squeak inelegantly, but he quickly composed himself when he heard Hunter shout 'talk' from the kitchen. He flashed his middle finger in Hunter's general direction out of reflex even though he knew the other boy won't see the gesture.

He cleared his throat and stood to make his way towards the bay windows and peeked through the curtains, not really seeing anything, but needing to do something so he can focus on what he needed to say.

"Um, hey, Kurt...can we talk first? Like face to face before you make any rash decisions?"

The shrill voice that met Sebastian's ear was enough for him to pull away from the phone and for Hunter to actually walk back into the living room with worry etched on his face. Sebastian pressed the phone against his ear again while shooing Hunter away to regain some semblance of privacy.

"Rash decisions? Do you honestly think that I just made the decision to exclude you from this baby's life in a snap of a finger? Don't you realize how many sleepless nights I've spent since I found out trying to come up with the best way to break this news to you? Of how disappointed my dad will be when he finds out that he's going to have a grandchild, but not a son-in-law?"

The line seemed to make something snap inside Sebastian and he growled over the phone. "Well if you having a child out of wedlock is going to disappoint him then maybe he doesn't deserve to be called that kid's grandfather!"

It was only a split second after the last word left his mouth did he realize how out of line that statement was and how seething it must have made Kurt. He loved his father just as much as Sebastian adored his, and he knew how a statement like that would have made him feel.

"Fuck you, Smythe," Kurt hissed.

"Kurt! Wait! Don't hang up! Please, please don't hang up."

Kurt must've been shocked into submission because they both knew that Sebastian rarely utters the word please to anyone but his parents. He doesn't even say the word during sex, even if he loves hearing his bedmate beg. Sebastian sighed in relief when he heard the barely there hum on the other line.

"Please meet me for coffee? We need to talk," Sebastian pleaded. He waited for Kurt's reply; he was afraid to hear Kurt's reply. He still barely knew what he needed to do, but he knew he'd be able to figure it all out in time. He was, after all, a Smythe.

Kurt was silent on the other line far too long to make Sebastian comfortable and he was starting to fidget. He walked back towards the couch and sat down. He was nervous, which he hasn't felt since before Paris. It was new, but it also felt like settling back into old skin. Skin that he had avoided wearing for a long time after he vowed never to be weak again.

A heavy sigh left Kurt's lips before he heard the whispered yes that made the muscles on his shoulders unclench. He relaxed against the backrest of the couch and closed his eyes.

"Great. Great. Um, meet me at the café just off of Cathedral at around one?" he asked. After hearing Kurt's assent, they bade each other good bye and Sebastian hung up. He placed his phone on the coffee table slowly and grabbed his coffee and the bag of food that Hunter left on the coffee table. He made his way to their kitchen and watched as his best friend finished loading the dishwasher and faced him while wiping his hands on a clean dish towel. Sebastian waited as Hunter watched him in return for a few heartbeats and motioned for him to sit by the counter.

"Come on Sebastian. It's time for breakfast."

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