Title: Hangover
Author: hamxcheese
Word Count: 590
Rating: T
Hello everyone! This is a story that I wrote up a year ago. I hope you enjoy this.
Kurt Hummel hated drinking. He could vividly remember the times that he drank alcohol. There was that horrible event during sophomore year when he drank for the very first time. There was that celebration after Rachel Berry's first night. There was that one time during Brittany and Santana's wedding when he downed glasses of champagne after Blaine suggested that they get married right then and there. Well, that was it. So that didn't really explain why he had such a massive hangover right now. At least, he couldn't remember yet.
His knees were made of jelly as he stumbled to the bathroom, bending over the toilet bowl for what it seemed like the nth time that morning. He felt like his throat was sore from throwing up so much but he was sure that he this will pass soon. This should pass soon right? He looked at the time on his watch only to find out that his favorite watch wasn't strapped on his hand. That was weird. He washed his face, brushing his teeth for good measure. He let out a soft sigh, trying to piece things from last night but to no avail. It was tequila. He drank too much tequila.
The door opened, causing Kurt to wake up almost immediately. Who was that person? Where was he? Why did he drink too much last night?
"So babe, I got some bagels, coffee and Advil."
Babe? Who would call him babe?
"I didn't know the stores would be open in Vegas this early."
He was in Las Vegas and he was with someone that called him babe. What the hell was going on?
Kurt turned around as he widened his eyes at the sight of strawberry blond hair and striking green eyes. Sebastian Smythe. Wait, did he have a Vegas wedding with Sebastian Smythe?
"I didn't get cream cheese because they ran out. So I went with marmala-"
"Why are we in Vegas? God, you got me drunk and you whisked me over to the west coast and you forced me to marry you! Did we consummate our relationship? Oh god, tell me we didn't have sex! Holy shit! Fuck! Stop smirking! Why the hell are you smirking?"
Sebastian set the paper bag on the bedside table, sitting on the bed and patting the space beside him.
"Sorry to break it to you hun. But we've been 'consummating' our relationship for the past five years. Not last night though. You kinda went wild with the idea of not babysitting Spencer and you drank five shots and well," Sebastian said with a shrug.
Kurt flushed as his eyes settled down on the two rings that suddenly felt so heavy on his fingers before looking up at his… husband- his brain supplied.
"Oh god… I'm sorry. I just have this massive-"
"Boner for me?"
"God, I'm married to an idiot."
"But I'm your idiot."
Sebastian pressed a kiss on his forehead as he brought out the medicine. "Eat up so you can drink this. We still have your itinerary to go through. After all, it's not every day you celebrate your 5th anniversary."
"So you're not mad that I have a hangover and I forgot that we were married?"
"Please, during our honeymoon, you still thought you were a virgin."
"Sebastian Smythe!"
A kiss. "Yes, Kurt Hummel-Smythe?"
Kurt paused, his mind all blurry. Because if there was one thing that made his brain even more stupid than alcohol, it was Sebastian Smythe's kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you too, babe."
Thanks for reading! :)
And yes, this is still part of the Spencer/Checkmate!verse. Let us know if you like this and I'll prolly pick back up on where I left off in Checkmate! Thanks again!