Kiss Me In The Dark Tonight
The Skanks are pretty well known around Scandals, despite it being a gay club. But when Kurts idea to visit Scandals turns something more, things get a little steamy for the Skank.
Authors Note: This is the last chapter, you guys! I've ended it where I have otherwise, it would have ended up as a whole load of smut which I wasn't sure was appropriate so I cut it off where I have because it seems slightly romantic and I wanted to. Also, the last line is a qoute from an episode but the original one was 'So this is what being turned on feels like' which Emma says after Schue goes all War General on Sues ass.
Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own Glee. I will never obtain such a thing and any plots or characters that one may recognise from the original author is not my own. Also, the title is taken from Lana Del Rays 'Lolita'
Kiss Me In the Dark Tonight
Chapter Seven: It's Now Or Never
Kurt, wide-eyed and pasty-face, stared down at Sebastian with shock written across his face.
"Kurt?" Sebastian whispered, voice shaky at best as he cupped Kurts face in his hands. "Say something,"
"Y-you love me?" Kurt stammered, voice thick and rusty as if it had been dragged over hot sand. Eyes dark but full of an emotion that Kurt wouldn't describe, Sebastian flicked his eyes to Kurts lips and back to his eyes, nodding as he did so. "Why?" Sebastian made to open his mouth, most likely in protestation, but Kurt firmly cut across him.
"How can -how can someone like you love someone like me?" Kurt said, more to himself than anyone else. "I mean, I'm whiny, I'm bossy, I have a 'gay-face' and I'll never amount to anything no matter what I do because I'm such a failure at life that I couldn't even take it-" Sebastian felt his breath hitch. Kurt had attempted suicide? Sebastian shuddered; to never a have lived without meeting Kurt...
"I don't deserve it, I'm useless, I'm too fat, I'm too feminie, I'm too out-there, I'm too bitchy, I'm just too fucking much. Why can't I just be who I want to be? Know one really knows the true me, how can anyone really love me, Seb?" Kurt pleaded, throwing himself forward so he was on Sebastians chest, looking up at him with shining eyes that glittered with tears. "Why would anyone love such a failure? How can you love me?"
"You-You stop right there Kurt Hummel," Sebastian demanded, shivering as the cold air caressed his bare body. He encircled Kurts thin wrists in his large hands, tugging him closer to him. "You- you are not any of them. You're perfect and beautiful and lovely and couragous and wonderful and a wonderful person that I've been made better just because I know you," Here, Kurt let out a wet giggle at the Wicked reference. "And I will show you, everyday if I have to, just how much you mean to mean,"
Staring at Sebastian, Kurt could only feel the heavy spread of happiness deep in his gut; this was Sebastian, Sebastian who Kurt had been pining for, Sebastian who had made Kurt feel alive for the first time in years, Sebastian who loved him and wanted to show him just how much.
"Just answer me this," Sebastian said lowly, voice hesitant even as he looked steadily into Kurts dark eyes. "Why?"
Kurt didn't have to say 'What?' to know what Sebastian was referring too.
Taking a shivering breath, Kurt allowed Sebastian to manhandle him into the white button down that Sebastian had stretched over for, grateful for the added warmth even if it was only slight.
"I was fourteen," Kurt confessed quietly, relaxing into Sebastians quivering chest as he was wrapped tightly to him, resolutely not starin g at Sebastian; if he did, he knew he would burst into tears. "Even as such a young age, it was totally obviously I was gay - I mean, I'm totally obvious now. I had been eating lunch with Noah, a friend of mine before he turned against me. The lady serving up Lunch gave me my plate and I sat down, joking with Noah, as you do. I had nearly finished my mash potatoes when I finally realized something was wrong. I was dizzy and my stomach was turning inside and I could hear Noah as he asked me whether I was alright, whether I needed to go to the Nurse. I said No,"
Sebastian let out a moan of despair. "Oh baby.." He trailed off, sensing Kurts need to finish before he completely broke down.
"It turned out that the dinner lady had put Ipecac under the insistences of the Guidance Counsuller. They both got off scott-free because the judge had said that It served the little faggot right. Because I was gay, I deserved to die. I had been told I was lucky not to have ingested more than what I had. What I had ingested was almost fatal, anymore-,"
"You would have died," Sebastian finished, voice quiet as he let the story sink in. "But that's not all of it, is it?"
Kurt shook his head, violently wiping away the tears that had collected in his eyes.
"No. When I got home, my room in the basement had been utterly trashed, things ripped and thrown about. My most prized possessions ransacked because someone didn't like the fact that I was gay. What was worse was the words sprayed on the wall-" He choked on a sob. "Th-they said; Kill Yourself Before God Does It For You. A tied noose had been hammered into the rafters before it,"
"Th-those!" Sebastian hissed, seemingly not being able to find the right words to display his sheer anger at the ignorance people showed. Kurt relaxed slightly, allowing his muscles to relax those of Sebastians.
"I know," Kurt soothed wetly, voice thick with tears. "Dad was furious, but he couldn't do much. He was still upset of the death of mom when I was six and than his sister when I was thirteen. He was distraught, having lost them in such a short amount of time. He closed himself off-"
"And you had to survive by yourself," Sebastian cut in angrily.
"Don't worry he's much better now,"
"That isn't the point!"
"No, but it makes me feel a bit better. Can I carry on?" He waited for Sebastian to nod. "I was still knocked off my feet from before, I just-shut down. I couldn't function, couldn't think straight-anything. So I took a bottle of paracetamol and downed them all. One by one, I swallowed them as I sat in my bathroom, thoughts no clearer than before. I almost succedded,"
"Who found you?"
"My dad,"
"I'm sorry," Sebastian whispered to Kurt, wrapping his arms tighter around the small boy. Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"Whatever for?"
Sebastian windmilled an arm furiously, trying to get his point across. "For-For everything shit that has happened in your life, that has made you this person. But you know, theres a saying; what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger? Its been proven to be true because of this strong, couragous man sat in front of me, on my lap. You survived, and you've been living life to the full. You didn't let it drag you down," Sebastian gave a sad smile, his longing portrayed in his eyes. His hands came up to cup Kurts cheeks, making Kurt gaze straight into his eyes. "And for that, I admire you,"
Kurt stared at Sebastian silently for a moment, hands coming up to cover Sebastians, which was still cupping his face.
"I love you," Kurt breathed, voice unstable and still reedy with tears as he smiled slightly at Sebastian.
Sebastian froze for a second, eyes wide before his face split into a smile and he lurched forward, wrapping his arms around Kurts waist and pushing him backwards as he forced his lips to Kurt in a chaste kiss. Pulling back, Sebastian hovered over the younger boy before grinning down at him, handsome face lighting up.
"I love you, too," He whispered, voice hushed almost as if he couldn't believe it.
Kurt smiled, leaning into Sebastians hands as chapped lips touched his chastely.
So this is what being in love feels like.
