While it was a deficit when living with Rachel "I sing every morning before seven" Berry, Kurt had always been a light sleeper, which meant he could set quieter alarms and not wake other people. So when his phone went off in the morning, it didn't surprise him that Sebastian didn't move. He was a little surprised by the arm tight around his waist, but given that the bed was three feet off the ground and he was barely two inches from the edge, it was probably for safety reasons.
Gently, he lifted Sebastian's arm and crawled out of the bed. Sebastian whined a little before snuffling into his pillow in a way that could only be described as adorable. He stole across the room, slipping into his jeans from the previous day. A discerning eye might notice, but they were nondescript. Besides, most college students wore the same outfit two days in a row at least once.
However, Kurt Hummel was not most college students. In addition, the robin egg blue shirt was memorable. Remembering that he never reclaimed his shirt and vest from the Splash expedition, he started rooting around in various spots of Sebastian's room for it. After fifteen minutes of fruitless searching, he poked Sebastian until he awoke.
"Whuzzat?"
"Where did you put my clothes from before Splash?"
"Um…" He looked entirely confused. "Laundry? I was going to wash them for you."
Kurt was touched, until he saw the state of Sebastian's laundry basket. Both pieces were crumpled in the middle of the pile, completely wrinkled and unwearable for the day.
"Sebastian, I'm stealing a shirt from you," Kurt told him. He wasn't sure if Sebastian actually heard him because he just rolled over to face the curtains. Luckily one of the white dress shirts in the dresser fit in the torso, so he just had to roll up the sleeves. Feeling bare, he dug around a little more before turning up a familiar red and navy striped tie. Laughing to himself, he wrapped it around his neck and tied it loosely. Now that it wasn't part of a required uniform, he could appreciate the fashion potential it held.
Sebastian was still dead to the world, so Kurt scribbled out a short note and set it on top of his phone before he let himself out. The girl at the front desk gave him a tired smile when he returned his visitor's pass and he stepped onto the street, turning to the coffee shop he and Rachel like to stop at before classes.
Rachel wasn't there yet, so Kurt ordered his mocha and a chai tea latte for her, fiddling with his phone while he waited. Idly scrolling through contacts, he realized that in the mess following the club, he'd forgotten to text Puck.
To: Puck
1) Dalton Draco thinks you make a good fake ID. 2) He thinks Draco and Harry hooked up too. 3) I get why I'm Hermione. Thanks.
He had just sent it when Rachel strolled in, determined look on her face. Completely bypassing the counter, she sat down across from Kurt. "So what happened?"
"Caroline's sucked, the MTA broke down, and it was either get on the train after midnight or stay the night. I picked the choice better for my sanity," he summarized.
"He didn't drive you crazy?"
"No, he was sweet. I accidentally fell asleep in a desk chair and he got me into bed with him. Not like that!" he exclaimed, noticing the pleased look on Rachel's face. "Get your mind out of the gutter. I was unconscious by the time I was actually in the bed."
"Take all the fun out of it." She sat back to pout and noticed her latte for the first time. "So when are you going out again?" she asked, taking a sip.
"Whenever he comes up with a new best date ever."
"Wait." She set the cup down carefully. "You two are still using the whole 'who can build a better date' pretense?"
"It's not pretense. Neither of us has won yet."
"I thought you two were actually dating."
Kurt nearly choked on his mocha. "What?"
"Everyone I've talked to about this is pretty sure you two are dating."
"What do you mean everyone? Who's everyone?"
She waved a hand. "Not many people. New Directions, Brody, my dads."
"Your— What evidence do you have of this?"
"You talk about him all the time," Rachel began, listing off on her fingers. "You scrapped a bunch of different plans looking for the perfect date. You were so upset after the incident at the club. Every time he texts you, you smile. Both of you have started flirting with each other in statuses on Facebook. You look like you want to wrap yourself in that shirt and never come out, and judging by the rolled up sleeves and Dalton tie, I'm betting it's Sebastian's and smells like him." She smiled. "Should I go on?"
"No," Kurt snapped. "Look, just because I'm having fun with Sebastian and like hanging out with him and going on dates with him and think he's hot and enjoyed cuddling with him last night and am pretty sure he gave me a good night kiss last night and okay, maybe I was upset after Splash, but that's because he shouldn't have gone off that little twink when he was on a date with me and—" He stopped, watching in horror as Rachel's smile grew wider. "Holy shit."
"Yes?"
"I've been dating Sebastian Smythe."
"Yes you have."
"Not just challenge dating, actual dating."
"That's right."
"When did that happen?"
"My guess is sometime between the auction and the club." She picked up her drink and stood. "I'm going to get some extra studying in. You figure out what you're going to do."
She left a dumbstruck Kurt sitting in a Starbucks booth. He almost had his fingers working again and was taking a long drink of coffee when his phone buzzed. Absently, he opened the text, and nearly spit out his drink when he read it.
From: Puck
Dude, rach told me everything. Harry and draco may have hooked up, hermione and harry were best friends, but draco and hermione? Thats some epic shit
