The day had been like a dream. Everything felt fresh, bright and new. Every conversation was one he hadn't heard before, the TV and news was all-new to him. Even Boulder looked different, plowed heaps of snow from the blizzard piled everywhere.
Seb packed up his things, mentally saying goodbye to the room he had spent so much time in the last few months. He even took pictures of it, chuckling to himself at the images of a basic hotel room. No one else who saw them would really understand. It was satisfying to check out, handing over the keycard.
Stowing his suitcase and suit bag in his car, he was glad it was Friday and he could wear his jeans to work. Most offices had a casual Friday policy.
He went into the cafe, and felt amazed when Stacey gave him a big smile of recognition. "Sebastian Smythe! Why the hell didn't you tell me you play the harmonica?"
"Stacey the Barista! Why didn't you tell me your boyfriend is a bearded hipster doofus who runs a music store?" Seb joked back, peering at the display case and marveling at all the different bakery choices in there today. "Um... a no fat, no foam latte, as big as you can make it, and a Stacey special for me."
She winked at him as she got working on his order. "So, are you going to play with Brian's band again?"
Seb shook his head, still feeling a bit odd thinking about the future. "Um, well, we didn't make any plans, but they were great. I'd love to play with them again. Not this weekend though."
Passing over the two drinks, she watched as Seb added a sprinkle of cinnamon to Kurt's drink. "Hmmmm...plans with Mr. Latte?"
Failing completely at stopping a silly grin from escaping at her remark, Seb tipped her handsomely. "Um...no comment."
Her chuckle echoed around the cafe as he left.
In the office, everyone greeted him warmly, often stepping up to chat. The associates all bugged him about his performance the night before, good-hearted teasing. He finally had to beg off, saying he had to bring Kurt his latte before it cooled off. That sent off another round of teasing, and Seb just shook his head as he walked away.
Knocking softly on Kurt's door, he entered and saw Kurt was on the phone. He set down the latte, and turned to go, not wanting to interrupt his work.
He was yanked back, Kurt's hand grabbing his, and gave a little yelp as Kurt pushed him against the wall.
Kurt said goodbye to the person on the phone, and hung up, glaring at Seb playfully. "You think you can just drop off a latte and then run off like that? I have to pay you back for the drink."
"Oh...OK..." Seb said carefully. He felt a little out of his depth. He hadn't really done much with guys beside flirt with them enough to fuck them. This whole dating/relationship dynamic was new to him.
Standing close to Seb, Kurt looked down at his mouth. "I don't have any cash on me. Can I pay you in kisses instead?"
Nodding, Seb almost groaned as Kurt put his hands on his hips and leaned in, brushing his lips lightly back and forth over Seb's, until he was arching forward for a harder kiss.
Kurt backed off with a chuckle. "There you go, thanks for the latte." He plopped down on his office chair, and looked ready to get back to work. Only the teasing glint in his eyes gave away what he had just been doing.
Shrugging, Seb went to his own office. It was only fair, Kurt teasing him back after Seb teased him at the condo. If they got to tomorrow night with their sanity intact, it would be a miracle.
As he got to work, he sipped Stacey's creation du jour and plotted how many kisses he'd get from Kurt if he brought him lunch.
"Kurt..." Seb panted, shifting away. Sitting on the same side of the booth in the diner had maybe been a mistake. "Stop it or I'll move to the other side."
"What?" He tried to look innocent and failed completely. Smirking a little, so a dimple appeared on his cheek, Kurt had never looked more gorgeous.
Seb moved Kurt's hand away from his leg with a huff. "I never pictured you would be so...handsy."
Kurt chuckled, sipping his Diet Coke. "What did you think I'd be like, before you got to know me?"
Looking at his date, Seb laughed at the thought of telling Kurt about seeing him bent over Wyatt's desk and falling in love at first sight with his ass. But he hadn't met him yesterday that way. They had met at the meeting.
"I guess I had the impression that you were kind of cool and unavailable, not interested in guys like me." Seb said diplomatically.
Laughing, Kurt nudged against him. "You mean I am some kind of Ice Princess or something. A prude, who doesn't want my hair or clothes messed up by something as banal as sex."
"Um...well...yeah..." Seb said cautiously. This was real life. There were no do-overs the next day if he fucked this up.
Kurt leaned in, biting his ear lobe and making Seb squirm at the sensation. "I don't show my raunchy side to someone unless I feel comfortable with them. Maybe I'm even worse because of that, being so buttoned down normally. When I let my libido free, he runs a little wild."
"Now I'm picturing it like the Tasmanian Devil, a little destructive tornado of lust wrecking havoc wherever it goes." Seb smirked.
Kurt gave him a steamy look. "The only thing I want to see wrecked is you. I want to see you sweaty and panting, dizzy from coming so hard, moaning my name like a prayer."
Fuck, fuck, fuck... Seb closed his eyes, trying to breathe again. Why were they waiting for tomorrow night again? There was some reason, wasn't there?
Shaking his head, Seb thought about the plan for the night. After dinner, they were supposed to go back to Kurt's to watch a movie and cuddle. He threw that plan out the window. They would be fucking ten steps into the condo at this rate.
Kurt pouted, flipping through a binder full of sheets in page protectors, looking bored. "This is so dumb, Sebastian. Let's just go back to my place."
"Later..." Seb smirked at seeing Kurt's moody side, which was still damn cute. "It's still early."
Up on the bar's little stage, a couple women he knew from Willow's church were singing a pretty good duet of 'Islands in the Stream'. Looking around the room, Seb still loved that everything looked different than the other times he'd been in this karaoke bar on February 2nd. Different people, sitting in different places, singing different songs. It was wonderful. He still recognized almost everyone, and it was fun seeing them sing. He applauded heartedly after each song, getting a puzzled shake of the head from Kurt.
Sitting up straighter suddenly, Kurt grabbed Seb's arm. "Do you still have your harmonica with you?" His expression was looking excited and happy.
Seb reached into his coat pocket and sure enough, his harmonica was still there, where he had put it after the gig last night. He was so used to having to buy one every day, it felt odd that it hadn't disappeared overnight. He showed it to Kurt.
"Great! I think we should do this song." Kurt pointed to a listing of an Eurythmics song from the 80s.
Seb's eyebrows rose. "You can sing that high?" The singer, Annie Lennox, had an incredible range.
"I'm a contratenor, with a range similar to her's." Kurt shrugged, and it reminded Seb that he had initially moved to New York to go to a prestigious music school as a singer. Suddenly he was just as eager to do the song with Kurt, just to hear him sing.
Seb nodded. "Let's do it. But we could probably use a couple back up singers with me."
Right then, his church lady friends were walking back to their table. "Great singing, Madge and Lilith! Say, could you join Kurt and I when we go up?"
He worked out the details with them, and Kurt just gave him a bemused smile.
Kurt looked very comfortable on stage, smiling out at the audience, swaying his hips to the beat in a pair of jeans that made his ass look even more amazing than the pin-striped pants had. Seb was a little hypnotized by the movement, unabashedly staring.
No-one on earth could feel like this.
I'm thrown and overblown with bliss.
There must be an angel
Playing with my heart.
With a chuckle, Lilith nudged him when it was time for their back up vocals in the chorus, chanting 'Must be talking to an angel' with the women as Kurt did some incredible vocal gymnastics, showing his full vocal range, the crowd hooting appreciatively.
After the second chorus, Kurt smiled over his shoulder, watching as Seb pulled out his harmonica and played his solo. Seb did his best, knowing he was nowhere as good as Stevie Wonder in the original recording. The crowd cheered when he finished, and were on their feet, loudly clapping, when the song finished.
Flushed with the rush of a good performance, they worked their way back to their table, and had many people saying how great they were. The church ladies loved the attention too, and Seb sent them strawberry margaritas as a thank you. Catching Kurt's eye, he ordered him one too. Thinking about their first kiss. The first time he'd touched those lips. He'd definitely steal a kiss when Kurt had some of this drink, just to taste the intoxicating blend of strawberries, tequila and Kurt again.
Excusing himself to go to the washroom, Seb thought this had been a great way to celebrate the end of the time loop. What had changed, to set him free? It was all such a mystery. He wasn't going to waste a second, just treasure every new day, every new second. Spending the weekend with Kurt was going to be incredible.
As he exited and worked his way back through the tables, he heard a familiar voice. He smiled as he turned towards it, seeing Gareth and Sugar sitting at a table with a few other people, all dressed similarly to him. Lots of hemp clothing and bad choices in facial hair. One of the guys even had some beads worked into his beard.
"Hey Gareth, Sugar!" Seb smiled in greeting, happy to see them outside of the hazy basement.
They both gave him a confused look, and then Gareth's changed to one of recognition.
Seb pointed to his face. "Horse-man, remember?"
Laughing, Gareth sprang up to give him a hug. "Yeah, man! You're real. That's so cool."
"Horse-man? Really?" Kurt drawled, catching the comment as he passed by, heading towards the washroom himself. He smirked at Seb, and sent a speculative glance down at his groin.
Rolling his eyes at his surprisingly pervy date, Seb gave an exasperated huff. "The nickname has nothing to do with that, Kurt."
With a chuckle, Kurt continued on his way, swinging his hips because he knew Seb was watching. Such a tease.
"Um, Gareth, do you have any edibles on you? Nothing too strong, just something to mellow out with?" Seb asked, an idea coming to mind.
Reaching into his pockets, Gareth happily pulled out a bag from Mary Jane's Dispensary. He rooted inside and pulled out some wrapped candies. "Here, these ones are really mild. Don't drive or anything after eating them. The effects can last a while."
Taking a couple, Seb put them in his pocket. "Thanks, man. We'll have to talk more sometime. Kurt and I are leaving soon."
Gareth leaned in close, talking softly. "Good idea. Sugar will probably be up singing soon. Avoid that at all costs."
Nodding, Seb flashed him a grin, and was soon leaving with Kurt.
Seb carried his suitcase into Kurt's condo, following as he turned on the lights, and set the case down in the bedroom. Being here, like this, somehow made it more real suddenly. He was going to sleeping beside Kurt for two more nights, waking up with him two more times. Spending all day Saturday together.
And then what? He would just drive back to his apartment in Denver and go to work at the Denver firm Monday like nothing had happened? It felt a bit like Gilligan's Island. They left for a three-hour boat tour, and ended up stranded for years. He was supposed to be in Boulder for a couple days, and ended up stuck for months. When he got in the car and drove on the highway, would he actually be able to get all the way to Denver, without hitting something that would make him turn around?
And what would happen with Kurt? He seemed attracted to Seb, maybe even infatuated, but could it be more? Did he just feel interested enough for a weekend of uninhibited sex, and would be happy that Seb was usually in Denver? Would he want to continue things beyond this weekend, or would they have awkward run ins in the future? Could he ever grow to care as much as Seb did?
Kurt put a hand on his shoulder, giving him a concerned look. "Did you change your mind about staying here, Sebastian? Is this too much, too fast, being here for the weekend?" He must have noticed Seb's quiet demeanor as he was thinking.
Pulling Kurt into a tight hug, Seb sighed. "No, there is no where else I want to be than with you. But I am worried about going too fast because we have amazing chemistry and like each other." He released Kurt, looking into his eyes as he took his hand, his thumb stroking over the back of it. "I think what we have could grow into something special if we give it some time. I don't want to screw things up..."
"By screwing me?" Kurt quipped, nodding in agreement. He sighed. "OK, we will take it slow. Just cuddle and watch movies tonight, have a lazy morning, go out to do something fun in the afternoon..."
"And I want to take you out for a fancy, romantic dinner. Dress up to the nines and really do it right." Seb had never done that with anyone before, and really wanted to with Kurt.
Kurt faked a haughty look. "Oh please, dressed to the nines is me everyday. If I put a bit extra into it, I'm a twelve at least."
Smirking, Seb leaned in until their foreheads were touching. "I can't wait to see you like that." He pressed a light kiss on those tempting lips, backing off before he got lost in it. "So, what movie should we watch?"
Kurt chuckled, pulling Seb into the living room. "A friend lent me a box of DVDs that I haven't had a chance to go through yet. Why don't you look through it and put in whatever you want to see?" He waved towards a file box on the floor near the TV. He turned to go into the kitchen, opening the fridge to pull some things out.
Lifting the box onto the coffee table, Seb took off the lid to peer inside. He recognized most of the titles: About Time, Looper, Source Code, The Butterfly Effect, Groundhog Day, The Edge of Tomorrow. There were also several seasons of the TV show 'My Name is Earl'. He hadn't seen The Edge of Tomorrow, so he put the disc into the player.
Kurt was back soon with bottles of water and a platter with a variety of cheese, meat, crackers, nuts, olives, and dried cranberries.
"Mmmm... that looks great. I hope you are OK with a Tom Cruise movie." Seb said as he settled back on to the sofa. He reached into his pocket, pulling out the candy from Gareth.
"His movies are usually pretty good." Kurt said, taking a sip of water. "Can I have one of those?"
Nodding, Seb watched as Kurt took a red one. "They are from the dispensary," he warned, waiting for Kurt's reaction to that.
Kurt's eyes flicked up to Seb's. "So, how strong are they?"
"He said they are mild, but he's a full time stoner. Definitely only have one if you are trying it." Seb unwrapped one, and popped it in his mouth. He grinned when Kurt did the same, and they cuddled together as the movie started.
"Have you seen this movie before?" Kurt asked, sipping from a water bottle.
Seb shook his head. "Nope."
"Good, me neither."
Seb had never done this before, never cuddled with a date to watch a movie in a theatre or at home. He would follow Kurt's lead for how to act. So far, they were quiet and just holding hands.
The movie was set in the near future, and Earth was at war with invading aliens. Tom Cruise played a swarmy PR man, who pisses off a general and gets assigned to fight in the front lines. He has no experience, no idea how to even use his equipment, and within a few minutes of battle, dies covered in the blood of an alien he blew up.
But he wakes up, repeating the day, still no more experienced, and dying again and again. Caught in a time loop.
Seb felt frozen, his heart thumping, watching a movie so much like his own life lately, just thankful that his loop was reset by falling asleep, not being violently killed again and again.
He looked over at Kurt, wondering if he was enjoying the movie. Was he into sci fi stuff like this? Maybe if he didn't like it, they could put another movie on.
"Oh my God, they killed Kenny!" Kurt called out suddenly with a chuckle, as Tom Cruise died yet again on screen.
Seb did a quick glance at Kurt, and smirked back. "You bastards!"
After that, the snarky comments were coming fast from both of them, and Seb could hardly breathe from laughing at times. Was this just because the candy was having an effect, or was Kurt always like this, watching movies at home? Either way, he was loving it.
"Sheesh, there are more deaths in this than in Game of Thrones!"
"Sean Bean should have been cast instead of Cruise."
"Not one of these aliens have said 'Take Me to your leader.' I'm feeling a bit disappointed at that."
Cruise gave one of the aliens a funny look, and Kurt quipped, "Excuse me, but has anyone every told you that you are out of this world?"
Seb laughed. "Is that a probe in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
"It looks like one of your tentacles is loose...wanna screw?"
"Karma Sutra: when fate fucks you in all sorts of creative ways."
"Deja Poo...the feeling you've seen all this crap before."
The movie was ending, with the toothy Tom Cruise saving the world.
"What do you get when you breed Tom Cruise with a groundhog? Six more weeks of bad acting." Kurt joked, eating the last piece of cheese.
Seb chuckled, stealing the last olive. "What's the difference between Tom Cruise's acting and a mosquito? The mosquito only sucks in the summer."
As the credits ran, Kurt turned everything off, and cuddled along Seb's side again.
"So, did you like the movie? It wasn't too violent for you or anything?" Seb asked. He would have thought Kurt's taste in movies was romantic comedies and period dramas, not action films.
Kurt scoffed. "Hardly. My dad and I alternated movie choices, so I grew to appreciate action stuff and he loves musicals."
"The more I get to know you, the more you surprise me." Seb said, looking down at the man tucked against his side. He couldn't resist dipping his head down for a light kiss.
With a pleased hum, Kurt pressed into the kiss, and it grew deeper. He shifted, lying back on the sofa and pulling Seb down over him.
The kisses grew more heated, pressing into each other, savoring the contact. Seb couldn't get enough, kissing down Kurt's neck, breathing in his delicious scent. Everything about this man was so appealing.
Kurt was rumpled and looking well-kissed, his eyes dark, his hips rocking against Seb's. Lost in it all, and simply beautiful. He made a keening noise when Seb moved away, sitting up on the sofa and trying to cool down.
"Why did you stop?" Kurt asked softly, stroking a hand along Seb's arm.
Seb sighed. "I used to have casual sex often, and it was just fun. It didn't mean anything." He took Kurt's hand. "I don't want it to be like that with you. I want us to get to know each other better first. I think what we have could really grow into something special. And when we do have sex, we'll be sharing...um..." He scrambled for the right words.
Kurt nodded, and got up, wobbling a little. He giggled. "I think that candy affected me more than I thought." He pulled Seb up to stand beside him. "Come on. Let's go to bed. I'll promise not to attack you the second we get under the covers."
-Disclaimer: I own nothing.
-A/N:
Weekend at Kurtie's: Just because I'm a very silly person, I couldn't resist calling this fic this. It's a variation on the title of the cheesy 1989 comedy, 'Weekend at Bernie's' with the plot "Two losers try to pretend that their murdered employer is really alive, leading the hitman to attempt to track him down to finish him off." This fic is not an AU of that movie. They will be spending time at the Frozen Dead Guy Festival, but they aren't going to be having any wacky adventures involving any corpses. I just used the title & did some horrible photo-editing of the movie poster.
-Eurythmics: Annie Lennox is a contra-alto, with a range of G2-C6. Chris is a contra-tenor, and his range is A2-B flat 5.
-Movies: These are all time loop / time travel movies, that all deal with the topic in their own way. Some are more sci-fi, some more action, some more romantic comedy in their style. Descriptions are from imdb dot com.
-Edge of tomorrow. 2014. Tom Cruise / Emily Blunt. A soldier fighting aliens gets to relive the same day over and over again, the day restarting every time he dies.
-Source Code. 2011. Jake Gyllenhaal / Michelle Monaghan. A soldier wakes up in someone else's body and discovers he's part of an experimental government program to find the bomber of a commuter train. A mission he has only 8 minutes to complete. (Sent back in time again and again in his mission)
-Groundhog Day. 1993. Bill Murray / Andie MacDowell. A weatherman finds himself inexplicably living the same day over and over again.
-About Time. 2013. Domhnall Gleeson / Rachel McAdams. At the age of 21, Tim discovers he can travel in time and change what happens and has happened in his own life. His decision to make his world a better place by getting a girlfriend turns out not to be as easy as you might think.
-Butterfly Effect. 2004. Ashton Kutcher / Amy Smart. Evan Treborn suffers blackouts during significant events of his life. As he grows up, he finds a way to remember these lost memories and a supernatural way to alter his life by reading his journal. (travel back in time to 'redo' parts of his life)
-Looper. 2012. Joseph Gordon-Levitt / Bruce Willis / Emily Blunt. In 2074, when the mob wants to get rid of someone, the target is sent into the past, where a hired gun awaits - someone like Joe - who one day learns the mob wants to 'close the loop' by sending back Joe's future self for assassination.
-My Name is Earl. 2005-2009. Jason Lee / Ethan Suplee. Earl is a low-life who buys a winning lottery ticket, only to get hit by a car, losing the ticket in the process. He then realizes in the hospital that his bad luck is the result of karma in which fate punishes him for all the rotten things he's ever done in his life; therefore, he then decides to dedicate his life to making amends to all the people he has hurt in his life.