The next two weeks went by really slow for Kurt. The other Aladdin, who normally performs in the show, had to work his and Blaine's shift so he was always cranky and hard to work with, or at least that's just what Kurt had heard about the guy.
"So, Peter Pan, right?" A familiar man approached Kurt after work, backstage.
"Sebastian? What are you doing here?" Kurt really did not want to deal with this kid right now; how could he be here?
"I thought we could start where we left off. I'm the other Aladdin here, by the way." He said with a wink, but Kurt tried to ignore him, packing up his stuff. "So what do you say, Kurt. Want to head back to my place, have some drinks, and you can visit my 'Neverland,' on your 'Magic Carpet.'" Sebastian quickly walked closer and closer to Kurt. Kurt was leaned up against a wall and Sebastian was just inches away, leaning in closer and closer. He started rubbing and grinding on Kurt and before Kurt could do anything, his phone rang. Kurt shoved Sebastian away as hard as he could, pushing him into the wall across the room.
Kurt dug his phone out of his backpack and it was Blaine calling. "Blaine, hello?"
"Hi, Kurt. Could you do me a small little favor?" Blaine sounded much better, but still melancholy.
"Sure, what do you need me to do?" Kurt grabbed the rest of his things and saw Sebastian get up off the floor and shake off the hard blow he just took from Kurt.
"I'm coming home today, in about an hour, could you pick me up from the airport? Same spot from before? I just don't have the money to get a cab and the busses here are really confusing."
"Sure Blaine, I'll be there. Look, I've got to go…take care of someone, I'll see you in a bit, bye bye." And Kurt hung up the phone. He put his phone away and walked up to Sebastian.
"Look buddy, I broke up with you because you were and still clearly are way too pushy, I don't want to have sex with you! I didn't then, now, nor will I ever want to. Even when we were together, you were slutting around with other men!"
Sebastian grabbed Kurt's hips again, "But it's you that I want."
Kurt slapped Sebastian's hands away, "Don't you DARE touch me again; we haven't talked in what, a year? And you're all over me, trying to hook up, or something? How dare you! I will get you fired from this place, mark my words! You don't deserve to work here if you're trying to hook up with cast members back stage. I don't even want to know what you're doing to the kids out there. You can't just walk up to me and-"
And Sebastian cut Kurt's rant off by kissing him deeply, digging his hands into Kurt's hips and sides, running his hands along his body. Kurt tried his hardest to fight him off again, but Sebastian was too strong; he pushed Kurt against the wall again and he had nowhere to run. He started toying with the zipper of Kurt's jeans, trying to unzip them. Kurt finally gained his strength up and shoved him away as hard as he could again. "You pig, you disgusting, slutty man-whore, pig. Get the hell away from me." Kurt slapped Sebastian across his face as hard as he could and once Sebastian looked back at Kurt again, Kurt punched him square in the nose, kicked him in his 'man territory', and grabbed his bag, running out of that room as fast as he could.
Kurt drove to the airport in tears, but they all faded away once he saw Blaine, struggling with his suitcases. He wiped his tears away and hopped out of the car to help Blaine. Kurt carried his bags to the trunk for him and closed the trunk door. "Hi, Blaine." Kurt said out of breath, leaning against the car.
"Hi Kurt, thanks for picking me up. I missed you a lot." Blaine's puppy dog eyes were officially Kurt's newest weakness.
"Oh, come here." Kurt walked over to Blaine with open arms and gave him a tight warm hug that Blaine loved and needed badly. "How are you, are you doing all right?" and Kurt pulled out of the hug. They jumped into Kurt's car and started to drive off towards Blaine's apartment.
"I guess. My dad and I didn't rip each other's heads off which is good. My mom's funeral was beautiful. They played a song from 'Wicked' and I had to walk out because it was too much. I got to clear my head a little and figured it was time to come home."
"Wicked? I love that musical, it's one of my favorites! Aw, you must have heard 'For Good', didn't you? I'm sorry Blaine, but the lyrics of that song couldn't be truer."
They stopped at a red light and Kurt looked into Blaine's eyes singing:
"Because I knew you, I have been changed…for good" And the red light turned green and they kept on driving.
"You have such a beautiful voice, Kurt. Sorry I didn't tell you when you sang 'Your Mother and Mine' to me a while ago."
"Oh, well, thank you. I've always been made fun of because I have a higher range than most guys, so I usually don't sing much, or at all."
"Please sing more often. You're voice is so stunning." And they arrived at Blaine's apartment.
"Oh, thanks. Maybe, if you insist!" Kurt said dramatically as he got out of the car and opened the trunk door and he and Blaine started carrying Blaine's stuff up to his apartment.
"Whoo! I'm tired." And Kurt plopped himself of Blaine's couch.
"Want anything to drink, my strong Hercules?" Blaine said from the kitchen with a laugh, the first time he laughed in a long time.
"Water is fine, thank you." Kurt giggled. A minute later, Blaine came back with water and some tea for himself because it always made him feel better.
"You know, going back to work is probably going to help a lot right now. The other Aladdin must hate me for making him work double shifts." Blaine said as he joined Kurt on the couch and they both started sipping their drinks.
"Well, you're not the only one he hates." Kurt said looking down at his hands, holding the cup of water, and noticed a huge bruise forming on his right hand.
"What are you talking about?" and then Blaine saw Kurt's hand. He set down his tea and took Kurt's right hand and inspected it carefully, holding his hand delicately. "What happened to you?"
Blaine's hands were warm from holding his hot tea. Kurt really liked Blaine's hands, especially when they were warm. "Well the other Aladdin, stay away from him, whatever you do." Kurt flinched when Blaine touched a sensitive spot on his hand.
"Oh geez, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Kurt, please tell me what happened and why I should stay away from this guy."
"Well it isn't a happy story, believe me. I hadn't met the other Aladdin until today, but I heard from Brittany and Mercedes that he was a huge jerk and didn't like that he had to work two shifts everyday because of your absence. He was always complaining and being annoying and cranky is what they told me. I was backstage, ready to head out of there, maybe walk around Downtown Disney a little, and then head home." Kurt realized Blaine was still holding his hand softly and gently. "He came up to me when I was leaving from backstage. His name is Sebastian Smythe, we dated for a month or two well over a year ago and I broke up with him because he cheated on me multiple times in those few short months and only wanted me as his personal sex toy. He looked at me with that smirky, meer cat face and said he wanted me to go to with him, to his house, and hook up, just like when we were dating. I never did anything like that with him, but that's all he wanted. So anyway he-"
Blaine accidentally squeezed Kurt's hand tight and Kurt yelped in pain. "I'm sorry Kurt, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." And Blaine gently brought Kurt's hand to his lips and kissed it softly a couple times. Kurt was not complaining. "Continue, please." Blaine pleaded with wide, concerned eyes.
"Then he walked toward me, backed me up against a wall and leaned his whole body against me, grinding on me, I didn't know what he was going to do, but that's when you called me. I pushed him off of me and answered your call. Then after I hung up, I started yelling at him and he-he" Kurt was starting to get emotional again and he couldn't cry, not in front of Blaine. He needed to be strong for Blaine when he was the emotional one who just lost his mom.
"Kurt it's ok, you don't have to finish." Blaine hugged Kurt tightly and rubbed his back, letting him cry into his shoulder. 'Well this is quite the opposite of how I thought today was going to be.' Blaine thought to himself, 'I thought I would be crying and Kurt comforting me. But I've got to help Kurt; he's done a lot for me in a short amount of time.'
"No, I've got to get this off of my chest." They pulled apart and Blaine immediately took Kurt's wounded hand and stroking it with his thumbs and kissing it lightly. "I was scolding him for what he had just did and he-he kissed me." Kurt sniffled, "Not just a normal kiss, but heated and only something you should do if you're in a deep relationship and married. He was trying to feel me up, he grabbed my lower hips really hard, unzipped my jeans and I shoved him off of me again and threw him against the wall again. I yelled at him again, slapped his as hard as I could, punched his nose, and kicked him where no man should be kicked. Then I ran out and cried all the way to the airport and-and…yeah, that's the story." Kurt finally met Blaine's eyes.
"Kurt, I'm so sorry this happened to you. You do not deserve to be treated like that."
"I just feel so…used and…worthless…again." And that just about broke Blaine's heart.
"Kurt, you are neither of those things. You have helped me through my mom so far, packed for me, drove me to the airport and back, comforted me and sang to me. You are such a great friend that has already helped me through a lot in such a short amount of time. Thank you for everything you've done for me. And don't worry about Sebastian, I'll beat him for you when I go back to work."
"But Blaine, he'll-he'll-" Kurt stumbled over his words.
"Don't worry about me, I need to teach him a lesson. And if I can't, Santana and Mercedes can."
"And probably Puckerman too. I just want him fired and away from me, for good."
Blaine started singing to Kurt, "Because I knew you, I have been changed…for good"
"Thank you Blaine, I should be taking care of you right now not the other way around." Kurt started to wipe away his tears and Blaine helped.
Blaine kissed Kurt's hand once more, "That's what friends are for or shall I say 'You've got a friend in me.'"