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Chapter 7
The weekend arrived and Sebastian woke up early, showered and took great care in dressing himself. He then spent a little longer than usual styling his hair before heading down to the breakfast hall to fix two cups of coffee; one for himself and one for Kurt. Drinks of coffee in hand, Sebastian made his way back upstairs and knocked on Kurt's door. Butterflies flapped around in his stomach as he waited for Kurt to open the door.
"Morning, sweetheart," Sebastian grinned presenting the cup of coffee to the younger boy.
"Morning, thanks," Kurt replied accepting the coffee cup.
"Can I come in?" Sebastian asked.
"Ok," Kurt stood back to let him through before shutting the door behind them.
"I thought perhaps we could hang out together today," Sebastian said. "Get out of Dalton for the day, no collar necessary," he added pointedly. "We could go shopping. Maybe grab some lunch somewhere, my treat," he winked. "Or we could go to the movies, or head down to the park and feed the ducks and oh my god, did I really just suggest that?"
"Actually, I already have plans," Kurt replied.
"Oh," Sebastian dropped his gaze to the carpet, trying to hide his disappointment. "Right, um, ok. That's… that's fine. I know it isn't my business but… what plans?"
"I'm heading to the Mall to meet up with my girlfriends," Kurt told him.
"Sounds nice," Sebastian said quietly hoping that Kurt would invite him along. He didn't. "Enjoy your day. Maybe we could hang out later, or tomorrow?"
"I'm not coming back to Dalton tonight," Kurt said as he moved about his room packing a bag. "I'm having a sleepover with the girls. I won't be back till Sunday evening. But have a good weekend."
"Right, sure," Sebastian replied. "I have plenty of other things to do," he said awkwardly before leaving Kurt's dorm room.
Feeling incredibly foolish, Sebastian made his way to Nick's room. He walked straight in without knocking, finding Jeff on his knees giving Nick a blow-job.
"Sorry," Sebastian apologised with a slight blush.
"No worries," Nick replied as he tucked himself away and helped Jeff to his feet. "Although, I am starting to wonder if perhaps you enjoy seeing us together," he teased. "You never knock."
"Sorry," Sebastian repeated. "I was hoping the two of you could cheer me up."
"Let me guess… something to do with Kurt," Nick said.
"I invited him to spend the day with me," Sebastian replied. "But he already has plans."
"So spend the day with us," Jeff smiled.
"Are you sure I wouldn't be imposing?" Sebastian asked.
"Of course not," Nick assured him. "You're our favourite person in the entire school."
"There's no-one else we'd rather spend our time with," Jeff agreed.
"I am pretty fantastic," Sebastian nodded.
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Being at the mall with his girlfriends felt wonderful. Walking from shop to shop to examine different clothing items and accessories really helped to put Kurt's mind at ease and forget about the insanity of Dalton Academy's sleazy tradition.
"So what are the boys like?" Tina asked with a great deal of interest. "Any hotties?"
"I haven't really been paying attention," Kurt answered.
"Oh come on Hummel," Santana said. "You're in an all boy's school, you should totally be checking out the man candy. And trust your Auntie Tana when she tells you that at least half of those boys are capital G gay and the other half will totally be up for sexual experimentation. So stop being boring like Grandma Berry and get your virginity taken care of."
"No thank you," Kurt replied.
"Seriously, Kurt, are you ok there?" Mercedes ask threading her arm through his.
"It's… different," Kurt settled for saying.
"Are you making friends?" Quinn asked him.
"I guess so," Kurt shrugged. "But I'm more interested in concentrating on my studies than socialising. But I have joined The Warblers."
"What?" Rachel exclaimed. "Kurt, how could you betray me like this? You can't be my competition."
"Shut up, Streisand," Santana snapped while the others groaned and rolled their eyes.
"I'm sorry," Kurt apologised. "I know its awkward but I need a creative outlet. I need to perform."
"You don't have to apologise, Kurt, we completely understand," Mercedes assured him.
"Yeah, Rachel's just being selfish again," Brittany added.
"Hey, come look at these," Tina called excitedly leading the way to a jewellery display.
Grabbing Kurt's arm, Santana led him away from the others.
"Ok, you can be honest now, how are things really going at Hogwarts?" Santana asked.
"It's fine," Kurt told her and the Cheerio just cocked her head to the side clearly unconvinced.
"You can't lie for shit, Hummel, your innocent face gives you away," Santana informed him.
"Fine," Kurt huffed. "Dalton isn't exactly what I imagined it to be. But my dad and Carole paid a lot of money to send me there so I'm just going to have to make it work."
"Are the rumours true?" Santana asked and Kurt felt incredibly nervous.
"Rumours, what rumours?" Kurt replied trying to feign ignorance and sincerely hoping that Santana had no idea about the claiming system that went on in the walls of Dalton Academy.
"That all the senior boys use younger students as sex toys," Santana said bluntly and Kurt was sure he was blushing.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Kurt lied.
The Latina eyed him suspiciously and Kurt did everything he could not to waver under her gaze and give anything away.
"Well, everything about you still screams virgin," Santana decided. "I guess all that perverted sex stuff must be rumours after all. There's no way you and your gay face would last more than a day without getting fucked if the rumours were true. Shame," Santana commented. "A good fuck might have really cheered you up. Come on, loser, time for more shopping," she said moving to join the other girls, sashaying her hips as she did so.
Kurt breathed a sigh of relief and made a mental note to be very careful around Santana in future. If she ever discovered that the Dalton rumours were in fact true he would be absolutely mortified. If Kurt Hummel had his way, then nobody outside of Dalton would ever know about his being 'claimed' by Sebastian Smythe.
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Later on, as Kurt and the girls stopped for lunch, Kurt spied Thad and Blaine strolling about the mall hand-in-hand. Thad was talking animatedly and carrying all the bags in his free hand while Blaine looked rather bored. Turning his head, Blaine caught Kurt looking at him so Kurt quickly dropped his gaze.
"Who is that?" Rachel asked having noticed the two boys also.
"That's Blaine and Thad," Kurt revealed. "They go to Dalton. They're also on The Warblers."
"Invite them to join us," Rachel encouraged. "It would be a perfect opportunity for us to spy on them."
"Rachel, I'm on their team now," Kurt reminded her. "I'm not going to help you spy and sabotage."
"Very well, I'll do it myself," Rachel decided standing up and waving at the pair enthusiastically. "Blaine, Thad, join us," she commanded and Thad seemed to look to Blaine for an opinion and the younger teen gave a subtle nod before they made their way to join Kurt and the girls at their table. "Well, Kurt, do remember your manners and introduce us," Rachel said with a wide grin.
"Blaine, Thad," Kurt said. "Meet Rachel, Tina, Brittany, Santana, Quinn and Mercedes," he introduced each girl in turn.
"Nice to meet you all," Blaine said politely.
"Pleasure," Thad added though his greeting seemed more forced than friendly.
"So I understand that you two are members of your school Glee Club?" Rachel asked.
"That is correct," Thad answered puffing his chest out proudly. "I myself am on The Warbler Council and my Blaine here is our star performer."
"Really?" Rachel asked looking Blaine over. "I've been singing since before I could talk. How about you?"
"Um, I'm not too sure. I guess my brother and I started performing together to family and friends since I was four," Blaine answered.
"Four," Rachel scoffed. "Well, I guess that means you have a lot of catching up to do before you could even hope to measure up to my talent."
"I would thank you not to talk to my Blaine like that," Thad interjected.
"Just so you know, I'm Rachel Berry," Rachel declared. "And I'm the star of the New Directions and I will defeat you when we face each other. In fact, I could win a sing-off right now. Unless your Blaine is too scared or simply isn't prepared."
"No, no sing-off," Santana cut in. "Just sit down and eat your vegan subway. You two can go now," she told Thad and Blaine. "You're boring us and I'm sick of looking at you."
"Sebastian will be hearing of this unsatisfactory behaviour, Kurt," Thad warned before taking Blaine's hand again and leading him away. "Come along, Blaine, I'll treat you to a lunch more fitting for someone as wonderful as you."
"What the hell did that little snob mean?" Santana asked.
"Yeah, and who the hell is Sebastian?" Mercedes wanted to know.
"Are you sure things are ok at Dalton, Kurt?" Tina asked with concern.
"Do you need to come back to McKinley?" Brittany asked. "Because we'll protect you."
"I can't come back to McKinley, Britt," Kurt told the blonde. "I wish I could but… it just isn't safe for me there anymore. But I'm fine at Dalton, I'm safe there," he insisted. "Honestly, you don't need to worry."
"But… who is Sebastian?" Quinn queried.
"Oh, he's no-one really," Kurt answered keeping his eyes averted and trying to quickly improvise a believable lie. "He's just… he's the Head-Boy," he invented. "Trivial complaints and arguments between students get reported to him before teachers are brought in to take more serious action if need be. It isn't a problem. You don't need to worry about anything."
He chanced a glance at Santana and instinctively knew she wasn't buying his story. Luckily, it seemed the other girls did and Santana made no further comment on it.
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Or at least, Santana made no further comment on the 'who is Sebastian' debacle until later that night. Rachel and Tina were preparing snacks in the kitchen while the other girls were arguing over which movies they should watch. Kurt was in the bathroom working through his skincare routine and Santana invited herself in.
"Do you mind?" Kurt huffed at her, annoyed that she had freely wandered in to the bathroom while he was occupying it.
"No, not really," she replied standing behind him with her hands on her hips, staring carefully at him by means of the mirror. "Who's Sebastian?"
"I already explained who Sebastian was," Kurt commented as he carefully rubbed moisturiser into his skin.
"Your little bullshit story might have convinced them, but I'm not buying it," Santana replied. "Were you lying to me earlier as well? Are the Dalton rumours true? Has this Sebastian guy claimed you?"
"Honestly, Santana," Kurt sighed turning round to face her directly. "Do you really believe I would allow someone to 'claim' me?"
Her mouth parted as though to make a response but it never formed. Santana looked him over, suddenly not looking quite as confident as before.
"Ok, whatever may or may not be happening at that school," Santana said. "And whoever the hell this Sebastian guy is… just promise me that if you need help you'll let me know and then Auntie Tana will waltz right in to Dalton Academy and cause a hell of a lot of trouble just to make sure you're ok."
"I'm fine, Santana, I promise," Kurt told her. "There is no secret sex thing happening at Dalton and Sebastian is just a guy on The Warblers, that's all. You don't need to worry about me."
"Whatever, I wasn't worried," Santana denied. She looked back at him over her shoulder, still looking unconvinced by the lies Kurt had issued her with but she didn't pry further. "Hurry up," she told him before leaving.
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On Sunday evening, Sebastian found himself loitering around the entrance halls of Dalton Academy, waiting for Kurt to return. He paced up and down, his mind suggesting that maybe Kurt had been too freaked out to return and that he might not ever see him again. It was a little pathetic really. Sebastian barely knew anything about the other boy yet the idea of not seeing him again just made him ache. He wanted Kurt. He wanted to know him, to protect him and his dick certainly wanted to be buried deep inside the ivory skinned boy's ass.
Finally, finally, Kurt returned and Sebastian had to fight very hard not to run down to meet him. Instead, he stood still where he was with what he hoped to be a kind smile on his face waiting to greet the other boy.
"Welcome back," Sebastian smiled. "Good weekend?"
"Definitely better than any day I've spent here," Kurt commented and Sebastian tried not to take the statement personally.
"Do you have your collar?" Sebastian asked seeing that Kurt's neck was bare (not that he'd really expected Kurt to return wearing it).
"I left it in my room," Kurt answered. "There was no way I was taking that with me. If one of the girls found it I would have died. It's bad enough that Thad got them asking awkward questions."
"Yes, Thad mentioned that he and Blaine ran in to you," Sebastian nodded. "Apparently your friends were rather rude to Blaine and Thad thinks I should punish you."
"Well you're not going to," Kurt retorted and Sebastian bristled a little bit, Kurt's tone and attitude making him feel… worthless.
"I'll take you to your room," Sebastian said quietly.
"That won't be necessary," Kurt replied.
"I'm taking you to your room," Sebastian insisted in a stronger tone. "No arguments."
"I can fine my own way," Kurt pointed out.
"I'm sure you can," Sebastian agreed. "But you're not wearing your collar," he said as he placed his hand to the back of Kurt's neck. "If you walk alone through this school without your collar anyone can do anything to you."
"It might not be as bad as you think," Kurt argued as they made their way to Kurt's dorm room. "Maybe people would just leave me alone and let me go about my day. Just because you had an abusive senior doesn't mean everybody would want to take advantage of me. Maybe nobody's interested. Or maybe you were just badly behaved and deserved the punishments your senior gave you. Ow," he whimpered as Sebastian's grip on his neck tightened.
"Listen up, Kurt Hummel," Sebastian replied and it was evident that he was furious. "You don't know shit about what happened between me and Hunter so I would advise you to keep your insensitive bitchy little comments to yourself. Understood?"
Kurt made no reply.
"Move," Sebastian ordered quietly and he guided Kurt upwards and into his dorm room. "Get unpacked," Sebastian said once they were in Kurt's room. "And if you have any homework due for tomorrow make sure its done." He then turned and left and made his way two doors down to Nick's room.
As usual, he forgot to knock and stormed inside to find Nick and Jeff simply cuddled up in bed together sharing gentle little kisses.
"Sebastian?" Nick asked in concern.
"Kurt he… he really hit a nerve," Sebastian said vaguely. "I just… I need to calm down so that I don't do anything stupid."
"Sebastian, if you think Kurt needs to be punished then you should punish him," Nick said.
"No," Sebastian objected. "He really pissed me off, Nick. If I tried to punish him I'd go too far. I don't want to hurt him and I'm not even sure I can punish him. I don't seem to be very good at being in control. I struggle just to get him to wear that damn collar for fuck sake. I just… I just need to calm down."
"I know that you like him," Nick said tentatively. "But he's been difficult since day one. A punishment might do him some good."
"Well I can't do it," Sebastian cried out in irritation kicking at Nick's desk chair. "Fuck, maybe I should just un-collar him."
"You can't," Jeff spoke up. "If you un-claim Kurt another senior would claim him in a heartbeat. And it could be one of the nastier ones. Don't give up on him. I like Kurt, I don't want him to be hurt or abused."
"And I don't want that either, Jeff, but I don't know what to do here," Sebastian groaned in frustration. "I'm trying my best but nothing seems to be working. I guess Hunter was right," he muttered bitterly. "All I'm good for is to be someone's submissive little sex toy."
"Don't, don't talk like that," Jeff winced. "Hunter is wrong. You can be a great senior, Sebastian. But you need to be firm with, Kurt."
"I can't do it, Jeff," Sebastian complained as he slammed his fists against the wardrobe before sinking down onto the bed.
"Yes you can," Jeff insisted kneeling at Sebastian's feet and resting his hands on the older boy's thighs while Nick sat close by. "You're angry right now, but you've come to us rather than try and punish Kurt in this state. That's completely the right thing to do, Sebastian. Now you just need to calm down and then return to Kurt and make it clear that you're the one in control and that he needs to listen to you and respect you."
"How am I supposed to do that?" Sebastian asked.
"I know you don't want to," Jeff replied. "But I think Nick's right. Maybe you do need to punish Kurt. It doesn't have to be anything extreme or painful or humiliating like Hunter ever did to you. But it needs to be effective. And when Kurt behaves well you should reward him too."
"I just… I just want to keep him safe," Sebastian sighed. "And I want him to like me. If I try and punish him he'll just become more antagonistic towards me."
"Just do what you think is right, Sebastian," Nick advised. "Even if that means un-claiming him."
"Don't un-claim him," Jeff begged.
"I think I'll just give it a few more minutes and then I'll try talking to him," Sebastian said. "He probably won't listen but I'll try."
"Just trust your instincts," Jeff suggested. "And don't try to imitate Hunter," he warned. "Trust yourself and then hopefully Kurt will trust you too. But whatever you do, don't let your anger get the better of you."
Sebastian nodded and pulled Jeff in for a hug.
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Feeling confident that he had calmed down enough, Sebastian left the company of Nick and Jeff and made his way to Kurt's dorm room. He raised his fist and rapped his knuckles on the door waiting for Kurt to answer and permit him entry.
"What now?" Kurt groaned stepping aside so Sebastian could enter.
"Now, we need to discuss your punishment," Sebastian told him in a serious tone.
"You can't punish me, I haven't done anything," Kurt objected. "And I am not having you… spank me or… or violate me in anyway."
"Why do you think I need to punish you, Kurt?" Sebastian asked doing his best to stay calm and sound confident even though he felt clueless and out of his depth.
"Because you're a pervert," Kurt retorted with a smirk on his face.
"Wrong answer," Sebastian replied taking a firm hold of Kurt's shoulders and turning him so that they were both facing the full-length mirror that hung on the door of Kurt's wardrobe. "Tell me why I need to punish you, Kurt."
"You don't, I haven't done anything," Kurt protested. He tried to shove Sebastian's hands off of his shoulders but the older boy refused to let go.
"I'll ask you again," Sebastian said in a carefully calm tone. "Why do I need to punish you, Kurt?"
"Just leave me alone," Kurt huffed.
"Why do I need to punish you, Kurt?" Sebastian asked and Kurt practically growled in frustration as he tried to break Sebastian's grip. "Why do I need to punish you, Kurt?" he repeated.
Kurt remained silent, his expression sour and stony as he crossed his arms over his chest, not looking at their reflections in the mirror.
"Why do I need to punish you, Kurt?" Sebastian asked reaching one hand round to tilt Kurt's head up by his chin to get him to look at their mirrored image. "Why do I need to punish you?" he asked again.
"Because I didn't have that stupid collar," Kurt grumbled.
"That stupid collar keeps you safe," Sebastian reminded him. "And what else?"
Kurt mumbled something incoherent (and probably offensive) under his breath.
"What else do I need to punish you for, Kurt?" Sebastian asked patiently.
"I mentioned that Hunter jerk," Kurt relented. "And I… I crossed a line," he acknowledged. "It was too harsh. Sorry ok," he apologised.
"Thank you for apologising to me, Kurt," Sebastian said quietly, recalling how Jeff had advised him to praise and reward as well as punish and discipline. "Now, what do you think your punishment should be?"
"What?" Kurt asked spinning around to stare at Sebastian in confusion.
"What should your punishment be?" Sebastian asked.
"I thought you were supposed to decide that," Kurt replied.
"Tonight you'll be deciding," Sebastian told him.
"I don't know," Kurt shrugged. "Maybe you shouldn't bring me a cup of coffee in the morning," Kurt suggested. "Being deprived of your company first thing in the morning would be so devastating," he commented sarcastically.
"Fine," Sebastian agreed. "I won't bring you coffee in the morning."
"Fine," Kurt replied uncaringly.
"And as second part of your punishment we'll extend that a little bit," Sebastian said. "I won't bring you coffee in the morning tomorrow and you will not sit at my table for breakfast. Understood?"
"How about I don't sit with you at meal times for the rest of the week?" Kurt asked challengingly.
"Very well," Sebastian replied. "For the rest of the week I will not bring you coffee in the morning and you will not sit with me at breakfast, lunch or dinner."
"Fine," Kurt agreed seeming completely unfazed. "I feel suitably punished already," he said mockingly.
Sebastian couldn't help but feel a little bit annoyed and embarrassed but he didn't want to show it. So he said his goodnights and left Kurt alone.
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The following morning, Sebastian bypassed Kurt's dorm room and instead headed to Nick's room and handed him a steaming cup of tea.
"Have things improved with Kurt?" Nick asked as they walked down to the breakfast hall together, meeting Jeff along the way.
"I'm not sure," Sebastian answered. "I'd rather not talk about it."
"It'll be ok, Seb," Jeff assured him.
The trio entered the hall together and queued up for their breakfast, Sebastian opting for two warm croissants. They sat down at their usual table, Blaine, Thad and Trent soon joining them.
As he sipped at his coffee and nibbled at his breakfast, Sebastian kept looking to the big double doors waiting for Kurt to arrive. He'd nearly finished eating when Kurt finally appeared. He watched the younger boy queue up for food and noticed that he wasn't wearing his collar. He tensed in his seat, dearly hoping that other seniors wouldn't notice.
"Why isn't Kurt wearing his collar?" Trent asked Sebastian, taking great care not to be overheard by anyone else.
"Probably an act of rebellion," Sebastian sighed.
"Isn't he going to sit with us?" Trent frowned watching Kurt sit at another table.
"No," Sebastian answered. "Last night I assigned him with the punishment of not sitting with me at meal times for the week."
"Why for a week?" Trent asked.
"That was his idea," Sebastian responded keeping his eyes trained on Kurt. "Fuck," Sebastian swore as he watched Jackson slip in to the seat next to Kurt.
"Oh no," Trent remarked.
Jackson appeared to be touching Kurt up under the table and it was obvious Kurt didn't welcome the advances. It was also clear that Jackson was fully aware of Kurt being collar-free.
"Why couldn't he just wear the damn collar?" Sebastian complained standing out of his seat, preparing to intervene and warn Jackson off.
However, Kurt had already pulled away from Jackson and broken in to a full-on sprint out of the hall.
"You should go after him," Trent said. "Even if its just to take him something to eat. He didn't get a chance to touch his food."
"Here," Blaine offered up his untouched bagel and a banana.
"Thanks," Sebastian nodded to Blaine before hurrying out of the hall.
He made his way to Kurt's room and stepped inside without knocking. He found a tearful Kurt frantically putting his collar on.
"Hey, hey, ssh, it's ok," Sebastian soothed placing the bagel and banana on the desk and tentatively placing an arm about Kurt's shoulders. "Did Jackson hurt you?"
"He ripped my uniform pants," Kurt choked out and Sebastian glanced down to see that the zip had indeed been broken. "And he… he t-touched me. He gripped me really hard. It hurt."
"I'm sorry," Sebastian said, deciding that would be a more appropriate response than an offer to kiss it better. "I wish that hadn't happened, Kurt. And if you'd been wearing your collar it wouldn't have."
"I'm wearing it now," Kurt rushed to say. "I'll always wear it when I'm supposed to, I promise."
"Ok, ok, that's good, just calm down," Sebastian comforted.
"I hate this school," Kurt sobbed as he furiously forced his tears away, his head bent low, trying to hide from Sebastian.
"Just let me take care of you," Sebastian said gently rubbing Kurt's shoulder lightly before turning away and getting out a fresh set of uniform trousers from the wardrobe. "Put these on," he instructed. "I promise I won't look," he said turning his back.
"Um, I'm ready," Kurt told him once he was changed.
"Here," Sebastian said offering the bagel and banana to him. "You need to eat."
"Thank you," Kurt said accepting the bagel and taking a small bite.
"The foods actually from Blaine," Sebastian pointed out.
"Oh," Kurt was surprised. "But I thought he didn't like me."
"He just doesn't know you," Sebastian corrected. "If the two of you actually talked I know you'd become fast friends. Well, as soon as you both put the claws away that is. Blaine's quite good at sewing by the way."
"Oh?" Kurt replied obviously confused over the statement.
"He could probably fix the zip on your pants for you," Sebastian elaborated. "It'll save you having to buy a new pair."
"Oh, ok, um, I guess I'll ask him," Kurt replied.
"Are you alright to head to class on your own or would you like me to wait?" Sebastian asked.
"I… well, I suppose as you're already here we may as well head down together," Kurt said.
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The morning's events with Jackson had clearly shaken Kurt up somewhat. He stayed much closer to Sebastian and seemed to touch his collar a lot as if to reassure himself that it was still there. Lunch time arrived and after they'd queued for their food, Kurt bit down on his lip looking hesitant. At a guess, Sebastian imagined that Kurt didn't wish to sit apart again but the younger teen clearly didn't want to admit to it.
"You have the collar now," Sebastian reminded him. "You're safe, I promise you. But you still need to serve out your punishment," he said firmly. He had to look away. Kurt's face took on a wounded puppy expression and Sebastian knew if he made eye-contact he'd give in. "You will sit apart from me for lunch and dinner," Sebastian stated. "Then later tonight we will review the situation."
He turned and walked away, forcing himself not to look back because he was sure if he did he would give in and let Kurt sit with him.
"Trent," he asked the kind-faced boy. "Do me a favour, sit with Kurt?"
"Of course," Trent assured. "I'll make sure he's ok."
Sitting down with his lunch tray, Sebastian let out a heavy sigh.
"You're doing the right thing," Jeff told him.
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