A/N: Hey, sorry this has taken so long...WRITERS BLOCK! Grrrrrrrr. Also if you don't read my other story "Helping Out AFriend?" (*cough* you should *cough*) looks like a cold? Anyway I have a new beta Hell5Heaven! He's awesome! Anyway hope this chapter is okay!
...Two weeks later...
"Ugh!" Kurt grumbled from his room.
"Everything okay?" Carole called from the kitchen.
"Fine, just this stupid neck-brace!" he called back.
Burt walked into his room to help him with his sweater.
"It's okay kiddo. You can take it off in two days!" he smiled.
"Great!" Kurt replied in fake enthusiasm. "It'll make physical therapy so much more enjoyable." he spat, as he climbs into his wheelchair.
"That's the spirit." his dad laughed remembering the last week when they had to have the fancy electric thing put in on the stairs for Kurt's wheelchair. "Now hurry down stairs or Finn will leave without you."
"Sebastian's picking me up this morning." Kurt told him with a huge smile on his face.
"Look Kurt, I've known him for about two and half weeks and I've barely talked to him." Burt said angrily.
"So what, do you wanna talk to him this morning?" Kurt asked confused.
"No, I want him to come to dinner tonight." Burt announced.
"Dad," Kurt whined, "when you invited Blaine to dinner you scared the hell out of him." Kurt scolded.
"Maybe that's because I found him in bed with my son not three weeks before that." Burt argued.
"Ugh," Kurt surrendered. "Fine." he grabbed his bag and left the room.
"Sebastian, I know Dalton has the week off but you don't have to drive all the way down here to drive me to school." Kurt complained while on their way to school.
"Well you can't drive, and didn't you say your step-brother thinks the speed limit is 123?" Sebastian questioned.
"Yeah, but it's still pretty far; oh, by the way...you busy tonight?" Kurt asked.
"No, why?" Sebastian asked curiously.
"My dad wants you to come over for dinner." Kurt told him.
"Why?" he asked.
"Probably to threaten you." Kurt said nonchalantly.
"Um, you don't mind this because?" Sebastian asked.
"It's normal." Kurt answered.
"Okay, any kind of certain attire?" Sebastian asked teasingly.
They pulled into the school parking lot.
"Anything but those pants." Kurt said trying to get out.
"Wait, why?" Sebastian asked, as he ran around and helped him into his chair.
"Because all I wanna do right now is jump you." Kurt said closing the door and rolling into the school, leaving Sebastian standing there staring after him.
When Kurt entered the school he noticed more eyes on him than usual, which was expected. He rolled to his locker where he found none other than Blaine Anderson.
"What do you want?" Kurt asked furiously, he was not in the mood to have this conversation yet; it was the third time Blaine had tried since he'd returned.
"Kurt, look I know you're angry that Sebastian and I got into a fight…" Blaine sighed.
"No Blaine, of course I'm not that happy about it, although I'm more concerned with the fact that you were trying to get in his pants." Kurt said in his bitch voice.
"Kurt, I'm sorry; I must have drunk too much, really!" Blaine said with the most innocent look on his face.
"You know what Blaine, no. I was drunk, I was drunk. That's always your excuse. Listen; I put the Rachel thing behind us; then when you tried to force yourself on me in the back of a car...I forgave you. Not anymore; grow up Blaine. If you're seriously that bad with alcohol then here's a tip; don't drink!" Kurt turned and wheeled down the hallway.
While wheeling down the hall, Rachel walked up to him.
"Hey Kurt, how are you doing, I feel like we haven't talked lately." she frowned.
"Sorry sweetie, there's just been a lot going on." he smiled up at her.
"I can't believe this happened; first Quinn now you." she gave him a pitiful look.
"Actually first it was Artie; he was in a car crash remember?" he reminded. "Also don't act like I'm someone else now, I'm still Kurt Hummel; the gayest bitch of them all." he said with a broad smile on his face.
They talked mindlessly all the way to early glee rehearsal. When they walked in Sam jumped up to come talk to Kurt.
"Hey bro." he greeted.
"What's up Sam?" Kurt asked.
"Oh, not much just talking to the guys about a gaming night. That's actually why I wanted to talk to you." he said awkwardly.
"Sam, you know that I never participate in 'Guys Night'; never have, never will. Although I might invite the girls over." Kurt smiled at the idea.
"Actually, I was hoping you could ask Sebastian to join us." Sam told him awkwardly.
"Why?" Kurt asked confused, and a little scared.
"Because, we know that you really like him. We want to get to know him better, and don't worry; Blaine has not been invited." Sam told him as he moved a chair so that Kurt could put his wheelchair in between him and Puck.
"So Princess can Preppy come?" Puck asked casually.
"I guess." Kurt sighed. "Only if he wants to though."
"Sweet!" Puck exclaimed.
"Preppy's coming to Guys Night!" Sam cheered.
The dapper boy sulking in the corner went ignored as he eavesdropped.
"So, is Seb picking you up?" Finn asked as he wheeled Kurt out of school that afternoon.
"Seb?" Kurt questioned.
"I thought you wanted me to be supportive?" Finn asked.
"Yeah, supportive not creepy." Kurt told him.
"Hey, Sebastian and I are getting along; we kinda bro bonded while you were in the hospital." Finn said sadly.
"Well, back to your question...yes. He is picking me up," Kurt spotted him on the other side of the parking lot, "see?" he pointed.
"Cool, I'll see you at home dude." Finn rushed off to his car before Kurt could yell at him for calling him dude.
"Hey!" Sebastian greeted him.
"Hello, how was your free day?" Kurt asked as Sebastian helped him bridal style out of his wheelchair, and into the front seat.
"It was great at first; then I dropped you off." he smirked.
"What's this? Sebastian Smyth being cute?" Kurt said sarcastically.
"Shut up." Sebastian started the car. "So what time is dinner?" he asked.
"In about four hours." Kurt told him easily.
"So four hours to go and have fun before your father shoots me." Sebastian laughed.
"Wait, how did you know about his shotgun collection?" Kurt asked curiously.
"I was kidding Kurt."
"I wasn't" Kurt gulped.
"Seriously? You think your father will shoot me?" Sebastian asked jokingly.
"Well, he will threaten you –and if you get yourself into trouble with him...he will come after you; legal or not!" Kurt told him.
"So your father's crazy?" Sebastian asked.
"Pretty much. He's also very loving and accepting, don't worry." Kurt smiled as the road to Sebastian's house.
At Sebastian's house Kurt was raving his closet. He couldn't seem to find an acceptable outfit.
"What's wrong with this?" Sebastian asked holding up a light blue button up.
"The shirt isn't the problem Sebastian; the pants are." Kurt said as if it was obvious.
"All my pants are amazing." Sebastian said offended.
"No, they are all pants that look like you're going clubbing." Kurt told him.
"Look, do you really think your father will care Kurt?"" he asked with a chuckle.
Kurt's face turned very serious all of a sudden. "He will use whatever he can get as ammunition against you - Everything matters." he turned back to the closet. "Here." he pulled out a pair of normal jeans.
"Oh Kurt, no.. please no!" Sebastian begged.
"What's wrong with these?" Kurt asked confused.
"They're so...plain!" Sebastian said in a pitiful voice.
"Oh my god Smyth, get over yourself." he said pushing Sebastian towards his private bathroom, (which was very difficult in a wheelchair), with the shirt and jeans.
About two minutes later he walked out and spun around in a circle just to pick on Kurt.
"So?" Sebastian asked.
"Good enough. Come on we have to go now if we want to be there by 6:45." he smiled.
At the Hummel-Hudson house everyone sat down for dinner, everyone included Kurt and Burt. Carole and Finn were off seeing family, they had invited the two boys but Burt had to leave in the morning for Washington, and Kurt didn't want to go without Burt.
"So Sebastian," Burt cut the awkward silence, "you go to Dalton?" Burt asked.
"Yep, I'm in the Warblers and majoring in..." Kurt cut him off.
"Don't give more information than needed; he's like one of those interrogators at the borderlines of other countries." Kurt said.
"Not true Kurt," Burt countered, "I put your car back together after I take it apart." he laughed, along with the boys. "So what are you majoring in?" Burt asked.
"Oh, architecture." Sebastian answered.
"Really? That's interesting." Burt said curiously.
"My grandmother was an architect." Sebastian said fondly.
"What's your family like?" Burt asked.
"My sister Danielle cares more about me than anyone else in the world - even herself. My mother is just coming to terms with my sexuality; she's not unsupportive or unaccepting, she just didn't expect it." Sebastian told him, "And I have a little sister Stacy, I see her more than Danielle because Danielle lives in New York. Stacy is so precious, and very strong-headed." Sebastian said proudly.
"That's great." Burt said happily, as Kurt smiled across the table liking how dinner was going so far.
"So you into any sports?" he asked.
"Yeah, Lacrosse and Softball." Sebastian told him.
"Oh I used to play Lacrosse in Junior High." Burt said happily, and that's when Kurt zoned out.
After dinner Kurt, Sebastian, and Burt were all watching The Big Bang Theory.
"I'll be right back." Kurt says getting up to use the washroom.
After Kurt left the room Burt turned to Sebastian.
"I really like you, and so does Kurt." Burt said.
"Thanks, Mr. Hummel." Sebastian said.
"But, I swear if you every hurt him, physically, emotionally, or sexually; I will kill you. If you ever force him to do something he doesn't want to do; I will kill you. If you ever put him in a harmful position; I will kill you. I will kill you with my favorite shotgun -my Airsoft Black Pistol Grip Spring Shotgun and I will shoot you where it hurts too; understood?" Burt asked.
"Completely Mr. Hummel." Sebastian gulped, he knew that threat was coming; he just wasn't expecting any details.
"And, don't call me Burt - not yet anyway. Mr. Hummel is just fine."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed that! Please review they keep me writing!