Okay so this is something I originally worked on about a year ago for the Kurt Hummel Big Bang and of course for many personal reasons never finished, despite coming close. Recently my beta read over it and loved it so so much that she convinced me to keep writing bc apparently the world needs to see it. So that's what I'm going to do.
I already have around ten chapters written, so you can expect pretty frequent updates (at least for a while ;)).

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and please let me know what your thoughts are. Much love.

Kurt didn't know if he believed in fate, or destiny, or soul mates. A part of him liked to think that maybe it wasn't all random, and that two souls were meant to be for forever and always. After all, no one could resist a story of true love, right?

Sebastian thanked every god damn star in the sky that they hadn't begun this crazy fated journey back when they both lived in Ohio. He was certain with every fibre of his being that Kurt would have absolutely despised him, and Sebastian would despise him right back, being the ignorant, cocky jerk he was.

He didn't know just how close they had actually come though. There were, in fact, twelve times they could have met, but didn't. And four of those were just in the Lima Bean.

When they were six, they both visited the same park nearly every day for the entire summer. Sebastian 'king of the monkey bars' Smythe stood proud at the top of the hill, ordering about the younger, smaller, lesser children to fetch him ice creams and pebbles and branches to fake sword fight with. That wasn't really six year old Kurt's scene, so he kept to himself near the sandboxes and swings in the hidden corner of the park until the day when they eventually conquered that too, and Kurt decided it was just better to play at home.

When they were eight years old, they sat directly across from each other in the emergency room. Kurt with a sprained wrist from his first ever journey without stabilizers on his bicycle, Sebastian with a bruised eye as a result of running into a door frame and knocking himself unconscious after being chased around their house by his older and much more intimidating (at the time) brother.

They were even seen in adjacent rooms.

Three years later the two were stuck in the same traffic jam on the highway out of Lima, their cars were next to each other for forty minutes and neither of them so much at glanced at the other, Sebastian too preoccupied with his Gameboy, Kurt doodling anything and everything he could see in his sketchpad, everything except the car to the left.

For a brief time, they even lived on the same street, three doors apart. Sebastian's family relocated to Paris for two years after his mother had received a job offer just a week after Kurt's family moved into their bigger house, one where everyone got their own space. Whilst Kurt was inside unpacking the last few boxes, the Smythe's truck was pulling up. At the same time they left to take their last steps out of their old home, the contents of the box Kurt had been carrying fell through, taking him a good ten minutes to gather up all the mess, Sebastian taking one last look back, stepping into the truck and out of sight.

By the time he came back out to help with the first bit of furniture, the Smythe's car was pulling already around the corner.

In his junior year, Kurt took a trip to Dalton Academy where he befriended Blaine Anderson, confident, attractive, dreamy Warbler. He transferred for a semester but had to pull out when his parents couldn't afford to pay for the tuition fees and give Kurt his best chance for a New York coloured future at the same time. His contact with the Dalton world drifted slowly away, as did his friendship and potential first relationship with Blaine. It had taken him longer than he thought to adjust to the idea of a uniform, to not being afraid every time he turned a corner, he'd never felt more relaxed. But just when he was really beginning to settle in, it was all taken away from him. He had to remind himself every morning that it was for the greater good. Kurt thought it would never stop hurting.

Sebastian joined the Warblers that fall.

The next time had such potential to be that moment where everything changes, but it didn't stick. Sebastian accidentally called Kurt's phone number whilst trying to ring another friend. He answered after the third ring, his brow furrowed at the unknown number, a note of confusion and anticipation in his tone as he said "hello?" The first words he ever heard Kurt say were "sorry, not this guy. But I hope you find him, g'bye."

He'd typed the last digit of the number wrong because his hand slipped.

They did compete against each other at regionals the year that the New Directions placed first at Nationals, but Kurt still felt too awkward watching Blaine and the Warblers perform without him, so he ducked outside for their set.

The last time was a few years later when they were both in the same diner just off Broadway. Kurt was working, Sebastian was out with friends. It was a Friday night, close to Thanksgiving, and Kurt was miserable that he couldn't go home because he couldn't afford it. Thankfully he had Rachel to work the shift with him, saying she had to stick around in the city for an extra few days anyway due to a mess up with her credits. He knew it was an excuse, but he appreciated the sentiment. Neither of them would be alone or miserable and they actually ended up having a pretty great party with just the two of them playing board games and taking shots.

Sebastian was one table out of Kurt's section, ordering a burger a fries with a diet coke from Rachel instead.

Of course, neither of them know this, and it's unlikely that they ever will. But if they did, Kurt would probably tell Sebastian that it was the universes way of making sure they were finally ready to take that step without fucking it up, and Sebastian would laugh at Kurt for still being a dumb hopeless romantic and tell him that he doesn't believe in destiny, and Kurt would pout and complain at him for spoiling the magic of their story until Sebastian kissed that look off his face. And Kurt would protest at first, but would get so lost by the pull of Sebastian's scent and the taste of his lips that he'd forget what he'd been sulking about in the first place.