"To what do I owe this fine morning for your company, meerkat?" Kurt found himself asking Sunday morning while looking up at the tall boy standing in front him, sipping his new favorite drink, black coffee, in Lima Bean. He'd been sitting on a loveseat in the corner instead of his usual table, working on a french paper due the next day.

"I can't just drive 2 hours to see you without a reason? I've missed seeing your lady face since you and the hobbit broke up."

Kurt immediately tensed at the mention of his ex, who shattered his heart just 7 days ago. He'd been having a hard enough time taking his mind off the short boy, and he didn't need Sebastian here to make it even harder. His eyes flashed with emotions as he watches his boyfriend-at-the-time try to explain how he had never meant to sleep with Chandler, but it just happened, in his head. His eyes are nothing but pure ice as he spits out his reply with a tone tone that matches the coldness in his eyes. "No you can't, considering the fact that we can't stand to be in each other's presence. What the hell do you want?"

Sebastian notices the pain and anger in Kurt's eyes and smirks at the blue eyed boy sitting in front of him. Since when does Hummel curse? "If you must know, you're going to do a favor for me."

With one eyebrow raised, Kurt questions the boy in front of him, "Oh really? I'm pretty sure when a person does another person a favor, they agree to it and aren't just told about it." Who does he think he is, just coming in here and demanding a favor?

"Well, I mean I guess I could do that but who can resist this?" he retorts while holding his hands out and twirling, all while checking himself out.

"Have you forgotten that you tried to steal my boyfriend, almost blind said boyfriend with a slushie that was meant for me, blackmail my stepbrother, and push someone towards suicide? If anyone here is doing a favor, it should be you. You've done nothing but cause trouble the last few months."

Now it was Sebastian's turn to get defensive. His face hardens as the words of the boy in front of him sink in, but his eyes show nothing but pain. He had apologized for his actions weeks ago, but everyone around him still held it against him. He knew what he had done was wrong...hell, he even visited Karofsky in the hospital after his attempt. Still, everyone acted like he was out murding families, when all he did was potentially blind a boy, photoshop some pictures, and say a few harsh words to someone in a bar. "Fuck you. I apologized for that and you accepted my apology. You think I don't know what I did was wrong? I think of Karofsky every damn day but there's nothing I can do to take my words back. Why can't you people just let it go?" Shit, did he really just give Hummel a tiny glimpse into his mind?

Kurt's face softens as he analyzes Sebastian's. He recognizes the guilt he sees in the taller boy's eyes because he's seen it in his eyes. If he'd just answer his phone when Dave called him, he might have been able to talk him out of it. Every time he closes his eyes he sees Dave in the hospital bed when he went to see him after his attempt. He remembers trying not stare at the bruise on his neck, or the distant look in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he says softly as he looks at Sebastian. "I didn't mean-"

"Damn it, don't say you didn't mean it. I may be a jackass but I'm not stupid."

"I wasn't going to say I didn't mean it. I was going to say I didn't mean to say it. And for the record, you're not the jerk in this conversation, I am. I know the guilt you're feeling because I'm feeling it too," he says with a sigh. He knows how hard it is to get to sleep at night, how hard it is to get up in the morning because of the overwhelming sense of self-hate. When he looks back up at the standing boy, he smirks softy. "So do you want to get us some coffee so we can discuss this favor?"

The shock is clear on Sebastian's face, but his cocky-attitude-armor is back on as fast as it came off. "Like I said, who can resist this body?" He chuckles as the other boy scoffs. "So what is it you want, princess? Grande non-fat mocha?" Kurt looks at him questioningly with a tiny smirk but as soon he opens his mouth to say something, the taller boy cuts him off. "Shut it, Hummel. When I met the hobbit here once, he ordered your drink on accident. Don't flatter yourself." And before Kurt can even say anything else, he's making his way to order 2 coffees.

While Sebastian's gone, Kurt finds himself thinking of the last time he'd seen his ex. He didn't have any classes with him, and he'd been skipping glee club...

Kurt was sitting on his bed when his phone went off to the familiar tune of "Teenage Dream" that he hears everytime his fabulous boyfriend, Blaine calls. Without hesitation he picks it up, but as soon as he hears Blaine frantic voice, his mind wonders to all of the worst possible scenarios until he hears his boyfriend saying they need to talk. He tells him that's home alone so he can come over right now and Blaine agrees. As soon as he hears a car pull up, he opens the door and waits for the short boy. He watches as Blaine runs into the Hudmel house and collapses on the couch in tears. He rushes over to hold his distraught boyfriend, but pauses when he flinches away from him. Suddenly Blaine is pacing his living room and starts whispering "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry" and is looking at Kurt with some of the saddest eyes he's ever seen. "I slept with Chandler," is all Kurt hears before everything sounds muffled. He hears something that sounds like "it was a mistake" and "it meant nothing" before he looks Blaine straight in the eyes and says "You need to leave." He watches Blaine leave, locks the door, and runs to his room. He finally lets the tears fall down his face as he opens his nightstand drawer and pulls out a tiny bag from the back. He turns the bag upside down and a razor falls out. He runs to the bathroom and locks the door incase his dad and Carole or Finn come home. Before he realizes it, he's standing over the sink with blood dripping from his wrist.

"KURT!"

Kurt looks to source of the voice yelling his name and realizes Sebastian is staring at him like he's crazy. "You alright, princess? You look like you're about to cry."

Kurt lifts his fingers to his eyes and realizes what the green-eyed boy said is true. He grabs a napkin and dabs his eyes before explaining, "Sorry, got lost in a memory." For a second, Kurt swears he sees a flash of concern on the other boy's face but it's gone before he can be sure.

"About?"

"Blaine," Kurt answers with a tone that implies there is no more room for discussion on this topic. "Now what is this favor you seem to think I'll be doing for you? Humor me." he asks as he is being handed a grande non-fat mocha.

"It's a funny story actually," he starts as Kurt puts his face in his hands. "So you see, I was talking with my dad about moving back to France, but then he said there was no way I was going alone. So I said I'd take my bestfriend with me and he didn't believe that I *had* a bestfriend and he's a huge fan of your dad, so I said the first thing that came to my mind when thinking of pleasing my dad and I kinda maybe sorta said you were my bestfriend," he finishes with a nervous pleading look in his eyes.

"Wow, you're quite the rambler aren't you? And you've gotta be kidding me. Did he even believe that I was your bestfriend? He's never even seen me with you before! And how can you just expect me to pick up and move to France with you?! My life is here. I can't even afford to live in France. And have you forgotten we can't stand each other?"

"Calm down and put the claws away, kitten. And yes, he did doubt me, which is why you would also need to come meet my family this weekend. It would only need to be for a few months until I convince him that I'm responsible enough to live on my own, so consider it a long vacation. And you can't tell me you don't want to go to France. It's like the capital of fashion or whatever. And we'd be paying for everything of course, stupid. No I haven't forgotten that either. We'll barely have to see each other. I'll be out most of the time and you can go shopping as much as you want."

Kurt just looks at him as if he's grown another head before saying "no" and getting up and throwing his now empty coffee cup away. When he gets back to the loveseat, he's greeted by a terrified and slightly hesitant looking Sebastian.

"You don't understand! I really need you to say yes. Please."

"Then explain. What don't I get?" Kurt asks with an annoyed tone. When he sees how hesitant Sebastian looks, he softens his voice. "Look, whatever you're so hesitant to tell me, you can tell me. You'd be surprised with how well I can keep a secret."

"Fine. But not here. How bout I tell you on the 2 hour drive to my house?"

"You've gotta be kidding me. How'd you get here?"

"Jeff dropped me off," he explains with a sheepish grin.
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This my first fanfic ever, so please be easy on me. And I know this chapter doesn't go into all of the dark stuff very much, but as the story goes on, it'll get darker.