Hunter slumped against the door as soon as he shut it behind him. He thoroughly relished the look on Sebastian's face when he pulled the stunt, and while he had done a good job of looking confident and composed, the reality was more on the line of I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing.

In fact, he wasn't even entirely sure he knew what he wanted. Last night was...unexpected, but it acted as an answer to a question he didn't even know he was asking in the first place. It triggered something in him. All the time he spent with Sebastian had ultimately led to this. He had feelings for Sebastian, and not just the sexual kind, but he felt more secure with the sexual aspect of things than the emotional aspect.

He knew he was playing a dangerous game. What did he expect to get out of all this? A night of mind-blowing sex? But what the hell did he know about sex. Sure, he was confident about every other aspect of his life. He was physically fit, he knew he was above average when it came to both his looks and his academic abilities. He could sing in front of a large group of people and dance to impress. He wasn't afraid of anyone and wasn't planning on taking up on that particular habit anytime soon, but apparently there was one thing he wasn't so confident about.

As much as he didn't want to admit it, he was a virgin. Actually, he had taken pride in the fact that he wasn't sleeping around with all willing participants, like how many of his friends were doing. He was old-fashioned. He got that from his parents. But right now, he was baiting Sebastian for sex, and he wasn't confident that he'd be ready even if Sebastian decided to take up on the offer.

Kissing and touching Sebastian had felt amazing. It gave him a high that he never imagined possible, and his body craved it. But that was it. He wasn't sure if he wanted to venture into the realm beyond the heated kisses and fumbling hands. But what other options did he have? He knew Sebastian wasn't emotionally available. Both Sebastian and Kurt had told him on a number of occasions that Sebastian didn't believe in commitment.

So the only thing his brain had come up with was to win Sebastian over in the way that spoke to the model. It was a risky business, but he reminded himself that he was a teenager and thus allowed to be completely stupid and irresponsible. Kurt would undoubtedly bitch him out if he found out, and that was going to suck massively.

While Hunter was struggling with his newfound teenage angst and confusion mixed with hormones yapping away in his system, Sebastian was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of water to ease the discomfort in his throat. He wasn't ready to handle the sudden 180 Hunter pulled on him. It was as if the incident on his bed had turned Hunter into some sexual deviant, and if that was a good thing or a bad thing, that was up for debate.

He wasn't lying when he told Hunter that he had been through much more. Men had thrown themselves at him, sometimes with tempting promises of the most mind-blowing sex he'll ever experience in his lifetime and sometimes clad in less than what Hunter was wearing, but he had reacted to them in the trademark Sebastian Smythe way. He didn't just give into these temptations. He based his decisions more or less on whim. If he was feeling tired or lazy, he'd walk away without so much as a second thought. If he was up for a night of fun, he'd give it a go and leave.

But Hunter. Hunter fucking Clarington was an exception.

He didn't know what the hell he was supposed to do. He had never been so tempted to just take someone. At the same time, this was also the first time he feared the consequences of such actions. What if he did sleep with the kid. What the hell then? He didn't feel comfortable with making Hunter just another one of his one-night stands.

What did Hunter even want with him? He almost felt guilty about the situation, because he couldn't help but think that he had planted this thing in the brat's head that grew and grew and eventually spiraled out of control into becoming this strange, out of nowhere infatuation.

Oh wait, he had been the one to make the move last night. What the fuck was he thinking? This whole no sex bet was really screwing his mind, and he was starting to really regret being talked into his bet. He suddenly felt this need to punch Nick right in the throat. He pulled his phone out and dialed for his soon to be hospitalized friend.

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"You didn't."

Was the first thing out of Nick's mouth as soon as the two sat at the table of a local coffee shop.

"What?"

"You're doing that thing with your fingers."

Sebastian looked down at his hands and immediately stopped the rapid tapping he'd been subjecting his knee to.

"And I know for a fact that you do that when something's confusing you or something's not going your way. But you're never nervous about anything, which means this is something that-

"I'm sorry, I think I just fell asleep," Sebastian drawled sarcastically. "What's your point?"

"Something happened between you and Hunter."

Sebastian stilled at the statement and gave his friend a hard stare. Nick, however, didn't seem at all fazed by it. Sebastian knew his friend well enough to know that the other would sniff out any bullshit he threw his way. He could lie and act as if he had no idea what Nick was talking about, but that would only make Nick more suspicious.

"What the fuck did you do?"

"OK, first off, why do you assume that I've done something wrong?"

"Because of your squeaky clean track record?"

"Ha ha. I didn't do anything."

"But you're admitting that there is something going on. I knew it! I told you this was going to happen!"

"What the hell are you on about?"

"You and the kid. Damn, I so saw this coming. So what's the deal? You guys official now? You haven't, you know, done anything illegal, right?" Nick rushed, leaning forward. Sebastian simply crossed his arms in front of him, not one bit impressed.

"Let me just stop you right there, because I don't have the time or the energy for this shit. I don't know what you're on, but there is no me and the kid, and there won't be one."

"So what's going on?" Nick asked, suddenly serious. Judging from Sebastian's expression, something was really troubling him, and that didn't happen very often. The model exhaled slowly, contemplating telling his friend everything in hopes to finding a direction towards some semblance of a solution to the entire situation. He knew he could confide in Nick. He was a trustworthy friend, and while he was famous for his playful, happy-go-lucky attitude, he was also one of the rare individuals Sebastian felt that could truly listen to him and help him out.

"...We sort of fooled around."

"By fooling around, do you mean...?"

"No, nothing that would potentially put me in jail."

"So what's the problem?"

"I'm sorry, are you seriously asking me that right now?"

"I don't get what the big deal is! You like him, the kid obviously likes you. You two just managed to keep your hands off of each other until he turns 18 and voila, everyone's happy."

"Do you not know me?"

"Still not seeing what the problem is."

"First of all, we both know that I don't do relationships."

"Until you meet the right person."

"If you're actually implying that the kid is somehow the right person for me, I will resort to physical violence without a moment of hesitation. Two, he doesn't know what the fuck he's asking for."

"Still not getting it."

"Jesus, Jeff must've really fucked you stupid. Hunter's just a kid. He shouldn't be trying his luck with someone like me."

"Someone like you?"

"Yes, me. I don't believe in commitments. I don't give a fuck about anyone but myself. I'm too old for him, we don't even live in the same state, and he's just confused, and-"

"Wow. I don't think I've ever seen you this stupid in the last however many years we've known each other."

"What?"

"You do give a fuck. You care about the kid."

"I really don't"

"We wouldn't be having this conversation if you didn't. And while we're on the subject, what the hell happened while both of you were outside? You go out for a phone call and come back busted up everywhere, Hunter looked like he accidentally ran over a box of kittens, so what the hell, man?"

Sebastian pursed his lips, wondering how much damage telling him the story was going to do to his case. But Nick was giving him the look that told him he better open his goddamn mouth this very instance. Now, Sebastian was never intimidated by anyone, especially someone like Nick, but he was tired of trying to figure everything out on his own.

"I saw Hunter jump in front of a car to save some girl and...and I just ran up and threw myself in the way. Pulled him away just in time but landed badly. That's why my shirt ended up all torn and shit."

"You jumped in front of a car for him."

"Yes."

"You jumped in front of a car for him."

"How many times are you going to repeat that?"

"You jumped in front of a car for him."

"Was that not clear enough?"

"And you're still wondering what this kid means to you?"

"What?"

"You literally risked your life for him and you're telling me that you don't have feelings for him?"

"Jesus, how's your new vagina doing?"

"Ha. Still doesn't change the fact that you like him."

"I don't like him."

"You love him?"

"I'm going to pour this coffee over your head. Slowly. And I'm going to buy another cup, extra hot, and pour that over your head as well, but because I'm such a great friend, I'm going to give you the opportunity to retract that last statement."

"Just admit you like Hunter. It's not that big of a deal, man. You're gay, he's a guy and he's hot. He seems like a good kid. Maybe he'll apply for NYU or something."

"Am I the only one seeing the problem here?"

"No, you're the only one being a fuckin' idiot. You like him, he likes you, since when the fuck did you care so much about shit other than what you wanted?"

Sebastian stilled at the question and began tapping his fingers against his knee again.

"Holy shit," Nick breathed, his eyes widening at the sudden epiphany. "You really care about him. You actually care about him enough to give up being a selfish bastard."

Sebastian looked away, unsure of what to say. There was perhaps too much truth in Nick's words. It dug much deeper than he would have been comfortable with.

"We're done with this conversation," Sebastian muttered and got off his seat. He turned on his heels and walked out of the coffee shop without sparing his friend another glance. Nick, on the other hand, took a sip of his coffee with a grin on his face.

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When Sebastian entered his living room again, his eyes immediately flew to Hunter sleeping on the couch, with an arm hanging off the furniture and the remote on the floor. The TV was on, tuned to some mindless daytime TV that Sebastian didn't find too agreeable with his taste. He sighed and picked up the remote and turned the TV off and stalled. He knew he should be heading back to his room, but instead, he found himself just watching how Hunter began mumbling incoherently before closing his mouth again.

Sebastian took a step forward, then another one. He sat on the furniture, next to Hunter's legs and just continued to watch. He felt an unfamiliar sensation in his heart as a faint smile appeared on Hunter's face. Apparently the kid was having a good dream, and Sebastian didn't know why that put a smile on his own face.

He sighed and leaned back against the couch. The kid still wasn't wearing a shirt, and he began to wonder if Hunter was seriously considering never covering his upper body throughout the duration of his remaining stay. This was so unfair.

Sebastian suppressed a high-pitched yelp when he suddenly felt a strong hand latched onto his arm. He looked down and glared at the teen who was watching him with a lazy grin on his face.

"Put on a goddamn shirt before you sleep on my couch," Sebastian growled, trying to pull his arm out of the grasp but failing miserably. Instead, he found himself flying forward and landing on Hunter.

"Am I distracting you?" Hunter drawled, his voice still ridden with residual sleep.

"Didn't we go through this already?" Sebastian attempted to push himself off the other body, but Hunter wrapped a pair of strong arms around the model's waist.

"Still not answering my question."

"Look, brat. Whatever game you're playing, it's not working and never going to. You think a little kid like you is going to win me at the very game I practically invented?"

"Scared?"

"Try annoyed," Sebastian bit back with a scowl, and to his utter dismay, Hunter's smirk only broadened. The teen latched his lips onto the other's neck and nipped at the soft skin before pulling back with a satisfied grin. Sebastian stared in shock at the bold move and watched as Hunter shifted beneath him and walked off, the pair of sweatpants hanging dangerously low.

The model scowled at the retreating figure and looked down at the clear evidence of his body strongly agreeing to Hunter's behavior. He was going to need a cold shower at 2 in the goddamn afternoon because of some little kid. It was a strong blow to his ego, and it only egged him on to not even give the kid the illusion that there was even an microscopic chance that he'd give in.

Three hours later, Sebastian entered the kitchen to find Hunter, still half naked and still flaunting his ridiculously sculpted body. The teen was humming a small tune and swaying his hips to his own voice, and Sebastian had to suppress a groan at the sight of it all. He knew Hunter was in his school's glee club, but he did not expect Hunter to be such a sensual dancer.

Sebastian was just about to leave for his own room when Hunter spotted him and called out for him.

"Kurt says he's arriving tomorrow morning."

"Fuckin' finally," Sebastian muttered under his breath, ignoring the confused look Hunter was throwing his way. Kurt arriving meant that the kid was finally going to be off his hands, which meant that he was finally going to be able to breath and walk around in his own goddamn house without having to fight off temptations left and right. And he was actually going to win the damn bet and have the final laugh.

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A/N: Oh, Sebastian. You're really not going to be let off the hook so easily.