A/N: So I'm adding to my WIP's that I don't even regularly update, sorry. Before you read, know that this is an angst fic with character death! I aim to make you cry! (cancer!AU)

"Oh hi Kurt, fancy meeting you here!"

Kurt sighed and looked up to see Sebastian grinning up at him, holding a coffee cup in his hand.

"Well, it's official. I'm going to go home right now to find a new coffee shop that I can come to."

Before Kurt could move, Sebastian plopped into the seat across from him.

"Where are you heading to so fast, killer? Stay a while! Tell me all about your big plans for college, I'm sure you managed to find tons of colleges that teach their students about Puerto Rican gay pride floats!"

Kurt squeezed his eyes shut because all of a sudden the room felt too hot and constricting. Flashes went through his mind: a rejection letter from NYADA, a life-shattering conversation with his doctor, his first chemotherapy session, his separation with Blaine to protect him. Hot tears threatened to spill out of his eyes and he sat there for a moment breathing deeply, willing himself to be strong.

It didn't matter that he didn't get into college, because his doctors didn't think he would last longer than a year anyways.

Once he was sure he could breathe again, he opened his eyes and found Sebastian sitting across from him, his expression suddenly uncertain and cautious. Kurt was sure that after the Karofsky incident, Sebastian was much more aware of his actions than before. Sebastian opened his mouth to no doubt apologize but Kurt was quickly waving him off.

"Actually Sebastian, this has been great, but I really have to go now."

Kurt managed to get up and walk two steps before his body suddenly felt much frailer, and he stumbled: right into Sebastian's arms. Kurt looked up to find Sebastian's face inches from his, his eyes filled with concern.

"Kurt? Is…is everything okay?"

Kurt's body crumpled before he could stop himself. His form began to shake from sobs and it was all Sebastian could do to hold him upright in his arms, shushing him and brushing his hair back as he cried.

"So, cancer?"

Sebastian was standing in front of Kurt's bed, in a bare, clean white room. He had just finished pacing around the hospital room for several minutes while Kurt waited patiently and silently for him, until he had stopped in place and turned to ask him.

Kurt nodded slowly.

"I…I have a brain tumor. They say it's already at stage 4, so...guess you won't have to deal with me for much longer, huh?" Kurt attempted a weak smile, but Sebastian looked at him sharply.

"Hey, don't say things like that! I never had to 'deal with you', Kurt. You're an amazing person."

Kurt scoffed lightly at this, to which Sebastian responded with a sigh.

"Honestly, Kurt. From the moment we met in the Lima Bean, you've intrigued me. I never wanted to date Blaine! Once I met you, I just wanted to mess with you guys, that's all! Kurt, you can't go around with that attitude, you're too good for that."

Kurt looked up timidly and was shocked at the amount of fervor that Sebastian's gaze towards him held. While talking, Sebastian had moved closer to the bed.

"Sebastian, I get it. You were a dick to a guy, and now that he's dying it's time to make amends before it's on your conscious for the rest of your life. Well, you brought me to the hospital, and you said what you needed to, so thanks. You can go now."

Sebastian gave a frustrated huff before sitting down and scooting his chair close to Kurt.

"Look, Kurt. I was a jerk; probably still am. But this isn't about me trying to make myself feel better or anything. You're a phenomenal person. You're intelligent, witty, funny, and I'll bet you're so much more, if I had been smart enough to get to know you better. I'm so sorry this is happening to you."

Sebastian held Kurt's gaze with eyes filled with passion, and Kurt felt his insides squirm from the fact that this was Sebastian Smythe sitting in front of him, telling him that he cared.

Sebastian mentally panicked as he realized his eyes were beginning to get damp. The fact that Kurt Hummel was tragically ill was starting to sink in. Shit.

Kurt became startled when he noticed Sebastian's eyes beginning to get wet.

"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's alright." Kurt soothed Sebastian as tears threatened to spill from the other boy's eyes.

Sebastian shook his head and hastily rubbed his face, scrubbing tears from his eyes before they could surface.

"Kurt, it's not alright. You're so…you're such a bright person. This should not be happening. This can't be happening."

Kurt rubbed Sebastian's hand for a few moments as they both calmed down a little. When Sebastian looked up again, they locked gazes and Kurt became instantly aware that he was currently touching Sebastian. He moved to pull his hand away but Sebastian flipped his own hand around to grab it and hold it in place. Kurt's breathe caught in his chest as Sebastian stared at him with an unreadable expression that held just a bit of uncertainty.

They stared at each other for a few more seconds. The room was practically sparkling with nervous energy. Their eyes were conveying to each other different possibilities, things they could be, things that could have been different.

Sebastian made a split second decision then, a decision that sealed both of their fates.

He leaned in.