Kurt slipped into the booth. He drummed his fingers on the tabletop anxiously. Blaine was late. Again. He had waited outside for 15 minutes, in the cold, before finally entering the restaurant. "Need anything?" The waitress stood over him, impatiently waiting.
"Just water. I'm waiting for someone." The waitress pursed her lips and walked away. Kurt tapped his foot. Blaine was never this late, but maybe he got held up at home.
Twenty minutes later, Kurt was still waiting in his booth, alone. "I think you got stood up, hon," the waitress said. Kurt glared up at her and she scuttled off to the kitchen. Sighing, Kurt rose and collected his things. He'd just stop by Blaine's house.
"He's not here. I'll let him know you came by." Blaine's father slammed the door in Kurt's face abruptly.
"Like hell you will," Kurt mumbled under his breath. He turned up his collar, protecting his neck from the bitter winds. He turned and headed back to his car. If Blaine wasn't at home, where was he? They hadn't had any extra glee rehearsals, so he wasn't there. It was a Saturday, so he definitely wasn't at school. He turned on the heat before taking out his cell phone to text Blaine.
Where r u?
Kurt waited for Blaine to text back. After a few minutes, he pulled out of Blaine's driveway and set his course for Dalton. Maybe Blaine was sitting in on a rehearsal there. As he walked through the corridors of his former school, Kurt felt slightly nostalgic and out of place. Few students were around on a Saturday afternoon, but the few that walked the halls were dressed in their full uniform. Kurt headed for the practice room. He pulled on the door, but found it locked. Kurt sighed in frustration and jiggled the door. "It's not going to open, Porcelain." Kurt turned around to find his least favorite ferret-faced Warbler.
"I'm not in the mood, Sebastian." Kurt turned his attention back to the door. If Blaine wasn't here, where was he?
"Looking for Blaine?" Kurt turned around again. He stood up straighter, noting the definitive height difference between Sebastian and himself. "He's not here."
Kurt folded his arms across his chest. "Clearly."
Sebastian smirked. "Lost track of your boy toy, haven't you, Kurt?" Kurt turned and started walking away from the smug boy. "Oh, did I hurt your feelings?"
Kurt whirled around. "Shut up! You have no idea what you're talking about!" Kurt's eyes pricked with tears and he angrily turned away from Sebastian.
"Oh, but I do." Kurt ignored the jab and continued walking away. "I know where Blaine is." Kurt stopped and turned around. "Well, that sparked your interest."
Kurt walked up to Sebastian, their bodies only inches apart. "Where is he?"
Sebastian smirked. "With Warbler Jeff. They're having a private session." Kurt flinched at the insinuation and Sebastian took a step toward him.
"You're lying," Kurt stammered. "Blaine would never cheat." Sebastian took another step and Kurt had no choice to step back.
"Or am I? You see, Kurt, I think the reason you're so concerned about Blaine's whereabouts has to do with your own insecurities. You know Blaine is too good for you, and you're worried he's going to figure that out and leave you." Sebastian moved closer to Kurt again.
"You're wrong," Kurt protested. He moved back to find himself pressed against the wall.
"No, I think I'm right; you are so scared he's going to leave you alone." Sebastian leaned into Kurt.
"Leave me alone." Kurt tried to move away, but he was pinned to the wall by Sebastian's body. Sebastian pressed against Kurt, his hands finding Kurt's hips and grasping firmly.
"I'm right, Kurt, and I know it," Sebastian purred, his lips directly next to Kurt's ear. "You know I'm right too." Kurt squirmed. "Oh, come on, Kurt; if Blaine's not above cheating, who is?" Sebastian's words sent shivers down Kurt's petrified body.
"I-I," Kurt stammered. His words were cut off as Sebastian's lips pressed firmly against his own, swallowing him in. Kurt resisted at first, but slowly and unsurely found he was falling into the kiss. Sebastian pulled away all too quickly, his signature smirk back on his satisfied face.
"That was surprisingly not bad, Porcelain." Kurt found himself shaking in his boots. "See you around, Kurt." Sebastian turned and sauntered away.
Kurt slid down the wall slowly, fingers pressed to lips. He felt himself quivering, wanting to rid himself of the taste if Sebastian, the feel of his lips. When Blaine kissed him, Kurt could feel the love and belonging in every fiber of his being. With Sebastian, there was no loving feeling at all, only passion.
"Kurt! Hey Kurt!" Kurt turned and saw him; Blaine was jogging down the hallway accompanied by Warbler Jeff. "What are you doing here? I thought we were meeting at Breadsticks!"
Kurt rose, his gaze steady on Blaine's. "We were. We were supposed to meet at noon. Blaine checked his phone.
"Ouch. Sorry, Kurt, I guess our rehearsal ran a little over. You remember Jeff, right?" Kurt nodded stiffly at the Warbler.
"Hi Jeff." Jeff nodded toward Kurt, before turning to Blaine.
"It was nice working with you again, Blaine. We miss you." Blaine blushed and smiled toward the Warbler. "See you next week, then?" Blaine nodded and Jeff took off down the hallway. Kurt started walking back in the direction he had come from, heading for his car.
"Hey." Blaine grabbed Kurt's arm. "You aren't mad, are you? I'm really sorry our rehearsal ran late and I missed our lunch. Are you still hungry? We could go now." Kurt shook his head quickly.
"I think I'm just going to head home."
Blaine nodded and smiled. "Okay. Text me later." He placed a light kiss on Kurt's lips. "See you tomorrow at rehearsal." Blaine headed in the opposite direction from Kurt, after Jeff. Kurt started for his car slowly, the memory of Sebastian's kiss still burning in his mind.