AN: So I have to be quick, I'm on my way out, but I thought I'd post since it was done :) Sorry for the delay, got a brainwave on my original work and couldn't let it go :) Here it is, the long awaited explination, enjoy!

In an effort to forestall his inquisitive tablemate, Sebastian got the most complicated drink on the menu and asked for a scone they had just run out of. While the pastry baked and the barista worked on his coffee, he watched Kurt. The pale boy was fidgety and restless, crossing his mile long legs, then uncrossing them; wringing his hands then stopping; pulling out his phone to check it, then drooping when nothing showed up. It was sadly the most entertained he'd been in two weeks.

When his order was up, he grabbed it with a smile at the harried girl behind the counter and made his way over to the table.

"Okay, fortification check, Kurt with questions check. And we're good to go lovely." Sebastian grinned at Kurt as he took his seat across from him.

"Thank you." Sebastian's brown creased.

"For?"

"The flowers, allowing me to ask about them. And leaving me alone for the past three weeks. I know it probably wasn't in your plan or whatever to wait around for me to-"

"What plan?" Sebastian asked, beginning to get a very bad feeling about all of this. God why can't he find a guy and be genuinely interested in them without them thinking it's some kind of game? Does he run game, yes. Does that mean he can't stop, absolutely not.

"Whatever plan you had."

"Okay, so let's start with your questions as I sense this conversation is tied up in those." Sebastian replied, trying to sit back and let things run their course; a hard thing to do when you're emotionally invested in the outcome.

"Right, so what was the point of all of this then? " Kurt asked with a sweeping hand gesture.

"The point?" Sebastian replied with a quirked eyebrow.

"Yes, the point of breaking up me and Blaine, the point of the flowers, the point of Scandles, the point of all of this! Why did you do this to me!" He practically screamed eyes wide and watery with tears. Well fuck. He hadn't meant to screw this up so much, but he had a sneaking suspicion this wasn't all his fault. He got up and moved around to the chair next to Kurt and pulled him against his side. Running his hand up and down the pale boy's back, he tried to keep how uncomfortable he was out of his body language.

"Hey, hey, calm down okay?" Sebastian soothed.

"Explain, please just tell me what-"

"Not until you calm down gorgeous. I want you to actually hear what I have to say." He countered smoothly. Kurt nodded slowly as he started to settle. Sebastian let him sit up properly and grinned when he took out a compact mirror from his satchel and used it to examine his appearance. He only just kept the comment about checking his makeup inside. If he had his way he'd have another opportunity to use it. Kurt just looked so good flustered and his kitten glare was so cute.

"Sorry, I don't know why I freaked out on you like that." Kurt said as he slid his mirror back into his bag. When he looked up his face was flushed a little with embarrassment. Sebastian took a moment to appreciate the way his blush accentuated his lovely cheekbones before responding.

"Well I do, you were overwhelmed and you're still dealing with the end of your relationship so it's bound to all be mixed up."

"Yes, it's always hard I think to lose your first relationship." Kurt agreed with a sad look in his eyes.

"Wait, first relationship? How is that possible?" Sebastian was kind of an asshole, but he wasn't blind. There were other gay guys at Dalton and Kurt had been there for a whole semester and no one had approached him? That seemed a little fishy to him. There was no way a walking wet dream like Kurt could saunter down the hallowed halls of Dalton Academy and not get a second look. It just wasn't possible.

"Um, well aside from Blaine I'm the only one out at my school." Kurt replied slowly, as though not sure if Sebastian was playing dumb or not.

"But Dalton, where you went to school for a whole three months, has a wealth of gay boys and you're telling me that none of them asked you out?" He cocked an eyebrow at him and Kurt flushed.

"No, no one asked me out until Blaine did." Ah, that explained so much.

"Well I can guess why." Sebastian grinned.

"Why?" Kurt asked cautiously, obviously picking up on Sebastian's victorious mood.

"Blaine probably went around acting like your boyfriend, all the while friend-zoning you, which probably discouraged anyone else from trying to make a play for you."

"What are you talking about? No one asked me out because I'm just-" He trailed off and Sebastian suddenly had to hear what he thought of himself. It seemed that Kurt Hummel was confidence personified, but he knew from personal experience that looks could be deceiving.

"What, you're just what Kurt?" He asked softly, eyes intense on Kurt's face.

"I'm just not what other guys want, Sebastian." Kurt sighed out, obviously resigned to his misconception. Well, it was time for a reality check then.

"Princess, the only reason why a guy could possibly pass you up is if they thought you were taken." Sebastian decided to be blunt and see what Kurt countered with.

"Not true. When Blaine and I went out to this place in Westerville for dinner, the waiter kept smiling at him and flirting, completely ignoring my presence. When Blaine addressed me as his boyfriend, the other guy just kept right on and finally slipped his number onto the check!" He replied hotly.

"Okay, but that's one guy Kurt. You can't honestly think you're not hot." Sebastian countered reasonably.

"Why else would no one flirt with me like that?" Kurt asked miserably.

"Because they're intimidated by you." A new voice spoke up and Sebastian was caught between punching and kissing the newcomer. When he saw it was Trent from the Warblers, he decided he's kiss him later.

"What?" Kurt asked dumbly as Trent took a seat and smiled at them.

"Yeah, I was totally nervous around you for the whole semester. I knew Blaine was just your friend, but it was so hard to talk to you Kurt. You were like, so perfect even in the blazer." He winked and Kurt flushed down to his neck.

"See, you're gorgeousness is just too much for Ohio boys." Sebastian grinned over at him, happy to finally have an ally in this conversation.

"So you didn't talk to me because you were nervous?" Kurt asked in a small voice. Sebastian really wanted to figure out who was responsible for all this self-doubt and take them out with his father's 45.

"Yeah. I mean, I'm not usually so closed off, but one look at you and my stomach was fluttery and my palms went sweaty and all I could think about was telling you how beautiful you were but then you're attention was always on Blaine and well, I just gave up." He shrugged and Kurt flinched visibly.

"God I'm an idiot." He muttered to himself.

"Oh no, Kurt! That's not it at all! I just figured you wouldn't want me. I mean, why would you when Mr. Perfect was your friend?" Trent amended, but Kurt still looked distraught.

"But I've missed out on so much with all of you, not just the gay guys, but every Warbler probably thought I couldn't have cared about anything but Blaine." Trent looked uncomfortable and that seemed to be all the motivation Kurt needed to beat himself up about it. God he is such a martyr.

"Trent, great to see you man, but leave." Sebastian ordered, not taking his eyes off of Kurt's haunted ones.

"Yeah, okay. But Kurt?" The pale boy looked up, his face still a mask of miserable. "If I weren't with someone, I'd totally have come over here to get your number." He winked and Kurt seemed to lose a little of his anguish.

"Thanks Trent."

"Anytime."

So now that that particular interlude was over, it was time for Sebastian to pull focus. If what Trent said was true then he had a whole glee club full of allies to help him help Kurt. They hadn't stopped talking about the dreamy pair since he'd showed up. It was obvious that some of them at least had some affection for Kurt, even if it was just because of his relationship with Blaine. He'd feel them out tonight, but right now, he had to focus.

"Kurt." God those eyes. "What would you say to a second chance with the Warblers?"

"Wh-what? I mean how? I'm not at Dalton anymore." Kurt replied sadly.

"No, you're not. But you happen to have an in with your very own Warbler and I can guarantee at least a few of the guys would love to see you again."

"But-I-yes, I'd like another chance. However, weren't we talking about something else." Kurt responded with a raised eyebrow. It was getting kind of stupid how perfect he was.

"Yes, we were. So let's recap shall we? You're gorgeous and I wanted you the second I saw you. I sent you flowers and flirted to show my interest. I did it while you were with Blaine because he was treating you like his property and I think you deserve better. And by better I mean me. I didn't want to hurt you, but by the eyes you were making at me, I wasn't sure how invested in the relationship you were and I had a sneaking suspicion that Blaine wasn't as into it as you were. So, now, I want to help get you out of Lima-land and into a more Daltonian way of life." Damn he was good. His dad, should the defense attorney ever hear of this, would be proud.

"Oh my God, you-you really thought I was flirting with you?" Kurt screeched. Of course, that was what he took from all that; the only thing he could blame himself for. God he really needed to get a handle on Kurt's self-esteem issues.

"Not really, just-Kurt you're naturally flirty and sexy and it's hard not to read into that. Even when your snark is highest you still manage to be somewhat sensual about it. Honestly, that was an excuse I used to justify my actions in my head." He shrugged at Kurt thunderstruck look. No point in not being honest.

"Okay, okay, I think-I need to think about all this. Is it okay if we-reconvene?" Kurt asked. He was obviously overwhelmed and Sebastian suddenly felt bad about springing so much on him in such a short time.

"Sure. But will you text me, even if you don't want to talk, just so I know you're okay?" He tried to sound nonchalant about it, but he knew he failed.

"You really care about me?" Kurt asked his face slack with disbelief.

"Would I have really put that much effort into any of this if I didn't?" Sebastian shrugged.

"Well, I suppose that depends entirely on what type of person you are." Kurt replied thoughtfully.

"Okay, point for you, but seriously, I don't pursue those not worth pursuit and I don't do effort unless I feel like it will yield something I want."

"And what do you want out of this?" Kurt asked skeptically. Sebastian had a split second to decide how to play this. He could go for close to the vest, or he could let Kurt call his bluff. He knew which he would rather, but it seemed like nothing really ever worked out the way he'd wanted it to with Kurt Hummel.

"Well, I could be my charming self and say you, but after this conversation I feel the need to be more honest. I want you to be happy Kurt, and I think I can make that happen. Just-just think about it okay?"

"Y-yeah, of course I'll think about it." Kurt responded shakily. He got up and picked up his bag, getting ready to leave, when Sebastian laid a hand on his arm. Kurt froze and they locked eyes.

"Text me?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper. It felt for a moment that he was asking something else, or something more. Staring into Kurt's eyes he couldn't help but think of all the things he wanted to ask him, but couldn't.

"Yes." Kurt responded just as breathily. Sebastian would forever wonder if he saw the questions and answered them all the same. Part of him will always hope that he had.