Skank!Kurt & Nerd!Sebastian
The bleachers was always a good place to hide, —except for when it wasn't because the skanks were there skipping class and smoking, filling the air with the acrid smell of their cigarettes— so when one of the jocks of the hockey team had emptied a slushie on him after pushing him against one of the lockers, Sebastian ran there.
"Bad day already this early in the morning, handsome?"
Sebastian smiled when he saw the pink haired boy walking towards him and leaning up for a kiss and throwing his arms around his neck when he was close enough, not caring about the melting, sticky ice that was covering his boyfriend.