A/N: This also features Jeffbastian Bromance because I love it and there isn't enough of it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or anything else you might recognize.

Sebastian hated this town. Actually he loathed the entire state. He couldn't understand why Nick and Jeff would want to get married in Westerville of all places. So they grew up here, what's the big deal? Just because you grew up somewhere doesn't mean you have to like it there. Especially not if that place was Westerville.

Sebastian sighed deeply as he got up from his bed to go meet Jeff. The guy whose fault it was that he was even here. Just because Jeff had somehow managed to worm his way into Sebastian's life in high school he was now his best man. And if he were to get married in any other place he'd be happy about that. Truthfully he was still happy about it, Jeff was his best friend and he probably would've painfully murdered him had he chosen anybody else as his best man. He just wished all of this didn't involve coming back to Ohio.

As Sebastian was just in the elevator he heard somebody call out, "Hold the door! Hold the door, please!" He reached out his hand to stop the doors from closing but when he saw who was entering the elevator he wished he hadn't. It's not like being in this fucking town again was bad enough, no! Of course he had to run into Dave fucking Karofsky of all people!

"Aren't you supposed to be in San Francisco?" Sebastian said aggressively.

"Aren't you supposed to be in New York?" Dave snapped back.

Sebastian breathed deeply, this was ridiculous. It had been four years, he should be able to spend one minute in an elevator with the guy. "Ok, let's be adults about this. What's in the past is in the past. We're almost in the lobby and then we'll never have to see each other again, so I think we should be able to not yell at each other for another ten seconds."

They were reaching the lobby the same moment Dave answered, "I would've thought you're here for Nick and Jeff's wedding."

"Fuck!" Sebastian cursed. "They invited you to the wedding?"

"Why else would I be back here? I hate this place."

This was not going the way Sebastian had planned. How could Jeff not have told him that they had invited Dave. He knew what had happened between them.

Sebastian cleared his throat, trying to get his thoughts in order. "Anyway I need to get going," he said and left Dave standing in the hotel lobby.

"How could you not have told me?" Sebastian demanded as soon as he saw Jeff.

"Told you what?" Jeff asked confused.

"That you invited Dave to the wedding! How could you have done that?" Sebastian was actually angry about this. Jeff was supposed to be his best friend, he should know better than to do something like this.

"I'm sorry, Bas. For not telling you. I'm not sorry for inviting him. He's a friend. And while you avoided him the last four years, Nick and I have kept in contact with him. I should've told you, I'm aware of that. I just didn't know how." Jeff didn't like it when Sebastian was mad at him. He was pretty much the only one Sebastian rarely got a mad at, so when it happened he had really done something wrong.

Sebastian sighed in defeat. "Next time just tell me, alright? I'd like to be prepared before I run into him."

"You should talk to him, Bas. It's been four years, you've both grown up. He just graduated college, you're going into your senior year after the summer. Don't you think it's time for a fresh start?" Jeff just really wanted his best friend to be happy and the last time he had seen him truly happy had been with Dave. It's not that Sebastian was unhappy or unsatisfied with his life but he wasn't completely content either. And Jeff would do anything he could to fix that.

"We'll see what happens tomorrow, ok? I'm bound to see him at the wedding," Sebastian compromised. Jeff smiled at him and they went on to talk about lighter topics.

That evening Sebastian was lying in his bed thinking about that one night four years ago. Prom. It should've been one of the most memorable nights of his high school career. And it had been, just not in a way he had expected.

After Dave's suicide attempt he had convinced him to finish his senior year at Dalton and the two of them had become quick friends. He had introduced him to the rest of the Warblers and he had fitted in so well. And then Prom had happened. They had decided to go together as friends. By the end of the night they had both been unbelievably drunk. So drunk that they had ended up in bed together. The next morning had been nothing if not awkward. Sebastian had stumbled back to his own dorm room and the next day Dave had graduated and went to San Francisco. They had never talked again after that night.

The wedding was beautiful. Nick and Jeff only had eyes for each other (like always) and every guest was genuinely happy for the couple. Sebastian had given his speech and so had Nick's best man.

A few drinks and several hours later it was over. Sebastian made his way outside to get a cab, he was just about ready to collapse into bed. He hadn't talked to Dave, the opportunity hadn't really arisen, so he was surprised when he suddenly appeared next to him. "Do you mind if we share a cab? I mean we live in the same hotel," Dave asked.

"No, it's fine. Makes more sense," Sebastian admitted.

The ride back to the hotel was filled with awkward silence until they were back in the elevator. As soon as the doors closed Sebastian was suddenly all over Dave. Dave was shocked for about a millisecond before he reciprocated. The kiss was heated, nothing but a battle for dominance. They stumbled out of the elevator and Sebastian led Dave to his room without letting go.

The next morning Sebastian awoke to the feeling of a warm body tangled around his. "Why is it that we always have sex when we drink too much?" he groaned.

"I didn't have that much to drink," Dave admitted.

Sebastian sighed, "Yeah, me neither."

"So, where do we go from here?" Dave asked. "I don't actually wanna go back to not talking to you."

"Neither do I." Sebastian paused for a moment before adding, "I've missed you."

"I've missed you, too. And I think we should give this a try. I've always liked you as more than a friend."

Sebastian sat up straight at that. "Seriously? You liked me back in high school?" he asked incredulous.

"Of course. I may have been drunk but I wouldn't have given up my virginity for anybody," Dave said sincerely.

"God, I was a jerk in high school. Had I not left you without a word we could've already talked about this back then and I could've had you these last four years." Sebastian could've kicked himself. Hard.

"So, does this mean you want to give this a try?" Dave asked, just to make sure.

"Most definitely, bear cub," Sebastian said with a smile.

"It's been a while since somebody called me that."

"Well, then I guess it's time that I re-establish that name," Sebastian said as he leaned in to kiss Dave again.

Maybe Ohio wasn't all bad after all. Maybe.

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