When Sebastian and Kurt begin growing apart, it starts slowly by gradually. They don't even really know it's happened until everything is over and done with – and it's not like they don't love each other anymore. In fact, they loved each other so much that they wouldn't even mention their slowly dwindling relationship together.
Kurt had moved his sewing supplies into the guest-room, claiming that their room was a bit too loud to focus on his designs. Sebastian didn't even mention when Kurt began to sleep there – he just wrote it off as his husband being too tired from his work to crawl his way into their bed.
Sebastian had become very close to his secretary at his law office. At 30 years old, the young 19 year old boy was just what he needed to feed his ego, and occasionally, his sex drive. Sebastian had been complaining one day about how Kurt was slowly pulling away from him, and the boy, Jake was his name, had said that Sebastian deserved someone better – someone that would be there for Sebastian and love him unconditionally constantly.
Even though Sebastian was out with Jake during the day, he would still come home to have supper with Kurt, his husband he would remind himself, and smile his way through dinner because it was the only time everything felt normal again. The only time that he was absolutely positive about his love for his husband.
But then night would come, and Kurt would steal away into the guest room, claiming that he needed to catch up on his designs again. Whereas Sebastian would go into their room and text Jake like he was in high school again. This had become their routine.
Until it wasn't.
Sebastian had started taking 'business trips' with Jake. Claiming he had important cases in different states, when in reality he was whisking Jake away to Paris. And if Kurt had noticed the large amounts of money missing from their joint accounts, he didn't say anything, but the look of betrayal he gave Sebastian over the dinner table was enough to say everything his mouth could not. But neither dared to say anything, in fear of losing what little they had left.
Kurt had stopped eating.
Sebastian had noticed, it was hard not to. Their lack of contact was wearing Kurt down, his sunken eyes and cheeks showing the evidence. It was almost as if their lack of dinners together meant that Kurt wasn't eating except for those days. Not to mention that even though Kurt had moved back into the main bedroom (claiming a back ache in the guestroom), he was sleeping a lot more. Sebastian would pretend not to hear when he was woken up in the middle of the night to Kurt's muffled sobs filling the room until he couldn't pretend any longer and would leave the bedroom, opting to sleep on the couch.
One night he came home late from work (or rather another date with Jake) to see Kurt looking at the credit card bills, he gave Sebastian a fleeting glance and muttered, "Florence was our place."
Kurt stared at Sebastian with tear filled eyes before throwing away the bill and grabbing a bag from the counter and heading for the front door. Sebastian frowned, "Babe, where are you going?"
"Do not call me that." Kurt hissed, his voice filled with malice. "I am staying at Rachel's for a little bit, she wanted to catch up."
Sebastian stared at his husband in shock, feeling a small waver in his voice as he said "Okay, I love you."
Kurt's face softened slightly as he whispered back, "I love you too."
Sebastian didn't know what he was thinking. He just wanted Kurt to notice for once. To scream – cry – something – anything.
He had brought Jake to their apartment for the weekend.
Sebastian didn't know how long Kurt would be gone, for all he knew Kurt could be back in a day and he would have no prior warning. He didn't even want Jake to know what was happening. He was just – done.
So that's when Kurt walked into their bedroom to drop off his bag after a well-deserved weekend of relaxing with Rachel, he didn't even speak. Sebastian was currently draped over top of his secretary; one had grasping both their cocks in his hand towards their completion. But the stony glare from his husband made him slide off the bed and into his pants as came face to face with his husband, watching from the corner of his eye as Jake scrambled into his pants and out of the house wearing one of his shirts.
He had expected Kurt to cry or scream, but instead he was met with a small smile and a quiet, "I need you to leave."
That's when everything came crashing down on his shoulders, and the reality of the situation. That small smile Kurt was giving him was a reminder of better times, where he would serenade Kurt in his underwear after the man would wake up in the morning, basked in the morning sunshine.
Sebastian had started to cry.
When Sebastian finally gained the courage to go back to the place he had called his home with Kurt for so many years, he wasn't expecting the scene he had come back to.
Apparently somebody had informed Kurt that he had been coming back that day, so he was seated at the table with some papers situated at the seat across from him. Sebastian sat down and stared at his husband, sorrow in his eyes.
"Kurt," Sebastian choked out. "I'm-."
"Was he any good?" Kurt asked.
"I – what?" Sebastian replied in surprise.
"I said, was he a good enough fuck." Kurt said, his eye beginning to fill up with tears finally after what seemed to be months of holding it in. "Does he fill you up just right like I do? Does he know how to make you scream like I do?"
"Kurt-"
"Do you love him?" Kurt whispered, "Do you love him like you loved me?"
"I still love you, Kurt."
"Yeah," Kurt questioned him. "Well you have an odd way of showing it."
"Please Kurt, I swear he meant nothing." Sebastian began to cry, "We weren't the same anymore, I thought – I thought I was losing you."
Kurt slammed his fist down onto the table, "You've always had me! Always!"
"You weren't even sleeping in the bedroom anymore!" Sebastian yelled back.
"What do you want from me Sebastian?" Kurt shouted.
"I just want you to be happy."
Kurt sighed, "Then sign the papers."
"But Kurt-."
"You either sign the papers, or I go to the courts and end it that way."
Sebastian mussed his haired up between his hands in frustration before reaching down for the pen and hesitantly signing the divorce papers. He chuckles a bit, "You've had these drawn up for a month now?"
"You've been fucking your secretary longer than that." Kurt bit out.
"For what it's worth, I still love you." Sebastian muttered.
Kurt rolled his eyes and gathered up the papers, "I hope it was worth it."
