Dave blinked at his boyfriend as the other man shook a DVD box and set it down on the coffee table, "You want to watch Beauty and the Beast? You've been spending too much time around Blaine, Seb."

"I most certainly have not," he scoffed, "The girls from Crawford asked some of the Warblers to help them put it on as a play for the St. Bart's kids."

"Who are you playing," he grinned, "the candle stick?

"Hardy har har. Don't knock it," he said, throwing a decorative pillow in his general direction, "it's got great music. Besides it reminds me of us."

Dave frowned slightly at the comment but Sebastian took no notice, "Go make us some popcorn."

Minutes later Sebastian was harmonizing along with the movie, his legs dangling from the couch's armrest and his head resting on Dave's lap. Dave wasn't really into Disney movies all that much, but tried to get into it, finally giving up and focusing on running his fingers through Sebastian's slightly gelled hair.

"I'm not that hairy," he muttered, "you know I'm not."

Sebastian looked up at him, "What?"

"And I mean you can't think I'm that unattractive or else…"

"Yogi, what the hell?"

"You said it reminds you of us," he said nodding at the screen.

Sebastian sat up, pausing the movie and shifting to sit on Dave's lap, face to face, "God, Yogi do you think me that much of an asshole?"

Dave shook his head and tried to reach for the remote, but Sebastian placed a hand on his cheek and made sure he was looking him square in the eye, "Il était une fois un jeune prince puissant et beau, mais arrogant et désagréable."

Sebastian sighed and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, "There once was a young prince, powerful and beautiful, but arrogant and rude. A sorceress saw the meanness of his heart and made certain that no one would love him for his beauty until the meanness of his heart was subdued. The only one who could see through his anger was an innocent young one named Belle, not because she was any more beautiful than her sisters, but because she was noble and pure of heart. The prince turned Beast could not bear the heartbreak of hurting her or making her cry, she brought out the best in him, and made him truly beautiful for once."

Dave blinked and smiled shyly, blushing under Sebastian's gaze, "That was…unexpected…"

"You spend a few years in France you gain respect for their folklore," Sebastian shrugged.

Dave brushed his thumb over Sebastian's cheek pulling him in for another soft kiss, "So you're…"

He smirked, "Drop dead gorgeous and hard to deal with?"

They laughed, breathless in their proximity to each other, "You know what the fairytales leave out?"

"What's that Seb?"

He straddled Dave with a wolfish grin, "How incredibly burly, broad shouldered, and sexy you French ingénues can be."