a/n First off thank you to everyone who has reviewed! Nothing makes me happier :) I really hope you like this chapter, im really nervous about it...

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Karofsky wasn't at school on Monday nor was he there on the days following. Despite Karofsky's non appearances, both Sebastian and Blaine were still discussing talking to the other boy despite Kurt's insistence that it was a bad idea.

"We just want to talk to him, Kurt." Blaine said. "Surely you can see he needs direction right now…"

"Well…" Kurt frowned, beginning to feel slightly guilty.

"Yeah," Sebastian snorted. "That and a good punch in the face."

"Seriously?" Kurt huffed. "Your hero complex is really annoying."

"I do not have a hero complex," Sebastian said glaring at Kurt. "Just a sense of decency."

"Wow, I didn't even think that you and the word decency could go in the same sentence…" Kurt said snidely and the brief flash of hurt in Sebastian's eyes made Kurt wonder if he'd gone too far.

But it passed as soon as it appeared and Sebastian was abruptly smirking.

"Just like you and the word fashionable right?"

"Oh please," Kurt rolled his eyes. "That was weak, even for you."

Blaine coughed.

"Can we please talk about something else?"

"You just want to talk about Josh," Kurt accused and Sebastian rolled his eyes at Blaine's eager expression.

"Well now that you mention it…."

Eventually, a week after Karofsky's first day of absence Kurt found out from Finn that Karofsky had transferred to another school out of state

"So Karofsky transferred," Finn announced when the two of them were clearing the dinner table, Monday night and Kurt dropped the forks he was holding in surprise.

"Really?"

"Yeah, to some school ages away," Finn said. "Like he didn't even tell anyone, he just left."

"Oh…" Kurt said weakly, to be honest he hadn't expected Karofsky to run away, he had been dreading the confrontation that he thought to be inevitable and now there was a good chance he would never see Karofsky again.

"The guy's a jerk what with all that crap he put you through." Finn said vehemently. "I'm glad he's gone."

"Me too," Kurt said truthfully because despite the twinge of guilt he felt, Kurt was ultimately relieved that he wouldn't have to deal with the other boy.

"He transferred?" Sebastian's asked, the phone line making his voice sound crackly.

"Yeah," Kurt said, phone pressed to his ear as he moved around his room, searching for his pyjamas. "No one knows what school but apparently it's not in Ohio."

"What a coward." Sebastian muttered and Kurt hummed in agreement.

"I guess so," he said. "But I can't say that I'm not glad he did."

"I guess now he won't bother you then," Sebastian said and Kurt swore he could detect some relief.

"Upset that you can't swoop in and save me?" Kurt teased.

"Oh shut up," Sebastian said with no real bite to his words. "You up for coffee tomorrow afternoon?"

"Sure but I have to do my English homework." Kurt groaned internally, thinking of the long essay he had to write.

"Fine, Blaine already said yes, he's on a date with Josh tonight but Josh has basketball tomorrow so Blaine's free."

"Usual time?" Kurt asked.

"Yep," There were a few moments of silence. "See you there."

There was a faint click and then silence.

"How rude," Kurt muttered, shaking his head.

Kurt walked into the Lima Bean with his laptop case in hand and his English books tucked under one arm. He searched the bustling coffee shop for a glance of either Blaine or Sebastian and finally he spotted Sebastian sitting at a table by the back in a secluded corner. Walking over, Kurt could see that he was gazing intently at a book, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration and what's more, he was wearing glasses.

Even when Kurt stood directly in front of him Sebastian didn't look up, he was reading intently the book that Kurt could now see was The Odyssey.

"Isn't that Greek?" Kurt asked and Sebastian looked up, startled.

"Erm this?" Sebastian asked, looking uncharacteristically uncomfortable. "Yeah, it's by Homer..."

"He has this obsession with old books and you should see his room, it's full of them." Blaine's words from the second time they met came back to Kurt and it made Kurt look upon Sebastian from an outsider's perspective.

With his book in hand, the glasses he wore and the fact that he was without his customary air of arrogance he looked much more like a thoughtful intellectual than Kurt thought was physically possible. Of course that was until he opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry," Sebastian said, smirking. "Am I using references that are far beyond your intellectual capacity?"

"No!" Kurt flushed. "I'm not dumb…"

Sebastian laughed but not unkindly as he removed his glasses. "Never said you were."

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Pretty sure you just did," he countered. "But it's okay, I always suspected that the cheap product you put in your hair affected your memory…"

"Oh shut up," Sebastian grinned. "You love the hair."

"Sure," Kurt said. "If by love you mean I am strongly indifferent then yes."

"Strongly indifferent," Sebastian mused. "I can live with that."

They grinned at each other and Kurt noticed that Sebastian didn't have any coffee.

"I'm going to get some coffee," he said and added with exasperation; "Do you want me to get you some?"

"Yes please, black with two sugars,"

"Black to match your heart right?" Kurt laughed.

"Hey," Sebastian protested. "I said please didn't i?"

"Whatever…" Kurt shook his head and made his way over to the counter.

He stood in line, shifting from one foot to the other in impatience. The amount of people getting coffee today was ridiculous and he waited for seven minutes before getting the chance to order. The barista was a pretty blonde who kept shooting covert glances at Sebastian and Kurt resisted the urge to tell the barista where Sebastian's preference lay but instead he settled for glaring at her and telling her to hurry up. Afterwards, as he took the two cups of scorching coffee over to Sebastian he felt a little guilty, not quite remembering what had triggered the irritation. It reminded of the way he used to feel about Rachel back when glee club has first started and he liked Finn. But that was jealousy…this was…. whatever it was.

"Took you long enough," Sebastian said, accepting the cup of coffee from him once Kurt sat down.

Kurt raised an eyebrow and Sebastian grinned.

"Thank you," he added.

"Where's Blaine?" Kurt looked around them and then behind him towards the door.

"Hmm, I thought someone was missing…"

Kurt snorted.

"For someone who-"

"Beep beep beep!" A loud screeching interrupted him. Sebastian took out his phone and smirked.

"Blaine Anderson, where are you?" He said into his phone. "Oh…."

Kurt shot a questioning look towards Sebastian who held up a finger.

"Yeah that's fine," Sebastian said. "I'll tell him."

And with that he hung up.

"So?" Kurt asked. "Is he coming?"

"Nah," Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Josh's basketball was cancelled so he surprised Blaine at lunch with a 'romantic' picnic."

Kurt shook his head at Sebastian's obvious repulsion at the word "romantic."

"That's really sweet," he said, ignoring Sebastian's scoff. "Although I thought they went out yesterday…?"

"Yeah, they did." Sebastian said, taking a big sip of his coffee. "You should see them at school, it's sickening…"

"Oh come on Sebastian!" Kurt said. "You have to admit they're pretty cute…"

"They work well together," Sebastian admitted, smiling almost unnoticeably. "

"There." Kurt said triumphantly. "You're not completely heartless then."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Sebastian quirked a smile.

Kurt grinned widely.

"How's Dalton?" he asked. "Other than the Blaine and Josh show."

"Boring," Sebastian said. "The workload is massive and there's nothing to distract me from it."

"Surely there are numerous uh distractions for you at Dalton," Kurt hedged uncomfortably.

"Actually, surprisingly not…" Sebastian said much to Kurt's surprise and he sounded about as uncomfortable as Kurt did. "Dalton boys are boring."

"Oh," Kurt raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway," Sebastian shifted in his seat. "How's the whole Karofsky thing going? Do you know where he transferred?"

"No, the only reason I know transferred is because Finn found out from the guys in his football team. Apparently he just left without telling anyone except for Azimio and even then, he didn't tell him where he was transferring to."

"The bastard sounds pretty paranoid," Sebastian noted.

"Well he probably thinks I told everyone," Kurt said shrugging. "Which is ironic seeing as I only ever told you and Blaine."

"You didn't tell your friends?" Sebastian asked incredulously. "You probably should."

"No," Kurt disagreed. "I told you guys because I know you won't tell anyone and because you guys don't go to McKinley. If I tell New Directions, chances are the whole school will know and honestly, they won't understand, I think it's best for not only for Karofsky but also for me."

"For you?" Sebastian grimaced. "How is not telling your friends about something bad that happened to you?"

"I'm dealing with okay?" Kurt said. "I'm fine honestly."

"Okay, okay…" Sebastian said and frowned at Kurt, looking more like Blaine than himself.

"For someone so promiscuous you sure are being pretty intense about this…." Kurt said. He really wanted to roll his eyes at how overprotective Sebastian was being, especially seeing as he was someone who went around seducing people on a daily basis.

Sebastian's frown deepened. "I would never do anything like that, especially to you. I know you think I'm a slut and everything but I would never force myself on someone…"

By the time he finished, Sebastian sounded angry and Kurt instantly felt bad.

"I know that and I don't think you're a slut," Kurt said surprised. "I'm sorry if I gave that impression…"

Sebastian's eyes shifted uncomfortably. "That's okay."

There were a few moments of awkward silence.

"So, you said you had an English essay?" Sebastian asked, with his usual confidence and Kurt breathed a silent sigh of relief. Despite how much they argued, things had never got as tense as they had been a minute ago.

"Yeah, on The Glass Menagerie," Kurt said. "Have you heard of it?"

Sebastian snorted. "Of course I've heard of it, I've read it like five times."

"Oh," Kurt grinned sheepishly. "Well I've only read it once…"

"Figures," Sebastian made a faint noise of disapproval. "Do you want my help?"

"Really? Shouldn't you be doing your work?" Kurt asked.

"Nope," Sebastian smirked. "I've already finished."

"Shut up," Kurt glared at him.

"Do you want my help or not?" Sebastian asked.

Yes," Kurt sighed. "I do…"

"Then say please," Sebastian tapped his fingers against the table.

You're impossible, Kurt muttered. "Please Sebastian."

"Since you asked nicely," Sebastian grinned at him. "What's the essay question?"

"Comparing the play to Tennessee Williams' own life," Kurt told him as he took out his own copy of the play and his notepad.

"Well that's easy then," Sebastian flashed another smile and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"For you maybe."

"Well lucky I'm here then," Sebastian put his coffee down and reached for his glasses. "What have you done so far?"

"Not much, I've read the play and I've outlined the key points," Kurt kept his eyes his page, trying hard not to be distracted by the sight of Sebastian wearing glasses. "Here."

Kurt handed Sebastian the notes he had already done. Sebastian scanned the page.

"These are good," The surprise in his voice was insulting. "What do you know about Williams' early life?"

"Not much," Kurt admitted and Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"You've got to be kidding me," Sebastian said. "When is it due?"

"In three days…" Kurt rubbed the back of his neck.

Three days…" Sebastian sounded incredulous.

"I've been busy!" Kurt exclaimed. "I don't need you lecturing me on my study habits, Sebastian."

"Did I say anything?"

"Impossible," Kurt muttered. "Can we get started?"

"Sure," Sebastian sat up straighter. "Make sure you're taking notes."

"Okay…" Kurt took out a pen.

"Now," Sebastian began, his eyes lighting up. "Tennessee Williams was born in 1911 and like in the play he lived with his Mother and Sister."

"How do you know all this?" Kurt interrupted curiously.

"Shut up and write it down."

"…So what you're saying is that there's tons of little references in the play to his sexuality?" Kurt asked, half an hour later.

"Exactly," he never says it but you can tell," Sebastian explained. "Like how he's always at the movies, which was where all the gay men hung out."

"I didn't notice that," Kurt said, puzzled. "Maybe I should read it again…"

"Maybe," Sebastian agreed warmly.

Kurt looked down at his page of notes and then back at Sebastian. Sebastian had just spent the last half an hour explaining in insane detail the similarities between the play and Williams' actual life and Kurt was having trouble believing that this Sebastian was the same Sebastian who was a self-proclaimed player. He'd never seen Sebastian more animated and it was crazy how much he knew about the play, he seemed to have memorized all the minute details and everything he said made perfect sense.

"What?" Sebastian asked.

"How…" Kurt huffed in amazement. "How do you know all of this?"

Sebastian grinned in triumphant. "I'm just amazing."

"Oh shut up!" Kurt tried hard not to smile. "Tell me, have you studied this before?"

"Yes I have," Sebastian admitted. "I read last year in Paris."

"Paris? Why would they study this in Paris?" Kurt asked.

"We didn't do it in school," Sebastian said. "They do all French texts there."

"So you just, what? Studied it by yourself?" Kurt studied the other boy closely and he could see a faint blush beginning to appear.

"Yeah…" Sebastian averted his eyes and stood up abruptly.

"I'll go get us more coffee," he said quickly.

Kurt rolled his eyes but didn't say anything. Instead he mused over this side of Sebastian that he had never seen before. Sebastian had looked so embarrassed and Kurt couldn't understand why. Knowing that Sebastian actually interests other than hooking up made Kurt completely revaluate the other boy. The more he thought about it, the more Kurt realised how much he liked Sebastian and a strange warmth began to bloom in his chest. Sebastian was nice without being a suck up, he was funny, he was amazingly sarcastic as well as being the only person who was as good as Kurt at verbal sparring, he was smart, he apparently loved to read and not only that, he was also possibly the best looking boy Kurt had even seen. Wait what?

Oh no.

Kurt felt panic begin to settle in the pit of his stomach as a continuous stream of thoughts kept invading his mind.

He was falling for Sebastian.

The one who didn't do "relationships."

The one who didn't go for guys like him.

"Kurt?"

Sebastian had come back and was sitting down in front of Kurt, holding a cup of coffee. Kurt felt his stomach twist at the sight of him. Any chance of it just being a reflex reaction to Sebastian being nice to him had disappeared, Sebastian was smiling quizzically at him and Kurt couldn't stop staring.

"What?" He asked finally, hoping that he sounded normal.

"I got you some coffee…" Sebastian grinned and Kurt swallowed hard.

He was so screwed.

And so it begins...

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P.s You haven't seen the last of Karofsky...