AN: These will be short, but I hope to do quite a few chapters in lieu of length. Also JAStheSPAZZrocks: when you said 'show', did you have any in particular?

Kurt is just putting the final touches to his hair when he hears the door open, and the girls' squeals.

'Hobbit!' he hears Santana laugh, then her soft 'oof!' as Blaine's body ran into her. 'And Meerkat, how are you?'

'Fantastic,' he hears Sebastian reply, voice squashed by someone's hair. 'Quinn, you looked gorgeous up there. No one could've known.' Kurt frowns. Quinn had always been Sebastian's least favourite New Directions member.

'Well, I'm doing my best to move forward,' Quinn's caramel voice replies. 'There's a lot I can't help in this world, so I'm doing all I can.'

'Preach, girl,' Mercedes laughs from the bed. Kurt smiles, walking out of the bathroom. Sebastian looks up, eyes widening.

'You look…amazing,' he sighs, kissing him on the lips. The girls all squeal, except for Santana, who mutters her trademark 'wanky', followed by the sound of skin on skin and a meek 'Sorry, Blaine'.

'You're not so bad yourself,' Kurt replies and the girls squeal again.

'WE CAN HEAR YOU AND WE DON'T CARE ABOUT ONE TREE HILL,' a voice yells out from next door.

'SHUT IT, PUCKERMAN!' Sebastian yells back. Three seconds silence, and then there's a knock at the door, which Rachel opens.

'Hey, buddy!' the boys enter, clapping Sebastian on the back. Kurt rolls his eyes. 'Didn't know you were in town.'

'Why would I not be in town?' Sebastian frowns. 'It's Nationals.' Sam nods.

'That is correct,' he says, smirking. Sebastian snorts.

'Billy Maddison?'

'Billy Maddison.' Kurt looks between the two of them.

'Ooo-kay then,' he claps. 'Well, boys, we have a date, so we must be off!' the girls and Blaine wave goodbye as the two of them walk off.

'We're on a date?' Sebastian mock gasps as the door closes. Kurt slaps him softly.

'You are such a dork.'

X

The streets are bustling as Sebastian hails a taxi and gives the directions in a soft voice before pulling Kurt in with him, planting a small kiss on his nose.

'So…where are we going to dinner?' Kurt asks, giggling. Sebastian shakes his head.

'It's a surprise,' he replies. 'You'll find out soon enough.' Kurt rolls his eyes.

'Always with the surprises.'

They pull up in front of a high rise building, glowing in the sunset. Sebastian pays the taxi driver, opens the door and guides Kurt to the elevator, hand in the small of his back. They climb the building, until the elevator doors open. Kurt's eyes widen.

'Oh…wow.'

Sebastian smiles.

'Hummel-Smythe,' he nods to the receptionist, who smiles and leads the pair to a window table, overlooking the city. Kurt sits down, staring out of the window.

'Seb…' he sighs. 'This is amazing.' A pause. 'I missed you.' Sebastian picks up Kurt's hand, stroking the top of his thumb.

'I missed you too, babe,' Sebastian smiles sadly. 'But it's almost the end of the year. You'll get into NYADA, and we'll buy a nice apartment on the Lower East Side above a book store and down the road from a little coffee shop.' Kurt nods softly.

'What if I don't get in?' he asks. 'What if I don't make it?' Sebastian frowns.

'Why wouldn't you get in?' he asks. 'From all accounts, you nailed it.' Kurt shrugs.

'I know,' he says. 'I did nail it. But even with that, there's every chance I didn't make it. I don't have many co-curriculars-apart from Krupke and the abysmal Presidential campaign-and I was dumb enough to not put any backup colleges in.' Sebastian rolls his eyes.

'Kurt, you'll make it,' he assures. 'And on the seriously fucked up occasion that you don't, you can still come and live with me and audition for next year. Didn't Carmen Tibideaux have to audition three times?'

'Four,' Kurt corrects, beginning to smile. 'And you're right. I was practically a fire hazard that day.' Sebastian laughs.

'Babe, have you seen the amount of hairspray you use?' he asks jokingly. 'You're always a fire hazard.'

Kurt slaps him.