"I'm going to need more than just you talking to teach me, Santana." Sebastian said with his brow raised slightly at the Latina.

Santana and Sebastian were both stood in her apartment. Santana had decided to sit on the sofa while telling him blankly what to do, not that he was taking any notice of her words.

"Do you want diagrams, too?" Santana asked before grabbing her mobile, about to Google for step by step instructions on how to dance.

Sebastian rolled his eyes at her, he knew she wasn't going to make this easy for him.

"I just want to surprise my date, San." Sebastian said with a small smile.

For a moment Santana stood there in silence, it wasn't often Sebastian would call her 'San'.

"How do you know your date will appreciate you dancing with another woman?" Santana asked with a slight smirk.

Sebastian let out a quick chuckle. "Something tells me that my date won't be mad about me dancing with you."

"You owe me." Santana said before slowly getting up from where she sat and walking over to Sebastian.

Sebastian smirked proudly at Santana for a few moments before slowly taking her left hand in his and placing his right hand on her waist.

"To say you don't know how to dance, you seem to know the basics." Santana said slowly, clearly not believing that he didn't know how to dance.

Sebastian just nodded and waited for Santana to place her right hand on his shoulder before starting to slowly move, attempting to dance elegantly with her. What was harder for him, was to concentrate and not seem like he knew what he was doing – after all he was trying to get her to help him just so that she would speak to him.

"Are you going to tell me who your date is then?" Santana asked breaking the silence as she curiously looked up at Sebastian.

"Maybe later." Sebastian said with a smirk, to which Santana rolled her eyes at.

"You can't tell me you have a date and then expect me to help you without knowing if its a he or a she." Santana got out jokingly, though she really was curious.

Sebastian took a pause for a few minutes as he thought over what he should say. His date and learning to dance, was a lie. Well almost a lie. He did know how to dance and he did have a date. Just Santana didn't know she was that date.

"She is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Sebastian eventually got out.

For a moment Santana stared at him, not quite sure what to say to him after that. She was indeed now getting a little jealous of whoever his date was.

"You go by looks?" She asked curiously.

"No." Sebastian said with a chuckle, noticing Santana's reaction of jealously even though she was clearly trying to hide it from him. "Sometimes she even makes me want to tear my fucking hair out."

Santana laughed at him, trying to imagine him with a few bald patches in his hair. "She sounds fun."

"Listen Santana, I need to be honest with you." Sebastian said slowly, though he still kept on dancing around the room with Santana.

Santana watched him closely, waiting for him to carry on speaking before deciding whether or not to insult him.

"You are my date." He said slowly. "And you are who I was surprising."

Once again Santana was speechless for a moment. "You forgot the pizza." She said with an almost judgy eyed expression flashed his way.

"I thought about it. But then it would have been too obvious." Sebastian stated with a shrug.

"Why did you do this?" Santana asked curiously, now stopping their dance.

She wasn't sure how she should react to the news of her being his date. Should she be mad? Should she be annoyed? Should she find it cute? She didn't know.

"Because I wanted to talk to you." Sebastian said looking deep into her dark brown eyes. "I needed to see you."

"You see me in-" She began but got cut off.

"Thats not the same, Santana." Sebastian sighed for a moment.

"You could have called." Santana said slowly.

"I didn't want you to think I just wanted to get into your pants again." Sebastian sighed once again before leaning against the back of the sofa.

Santana tilted her head to the side slightly as she watched him. "Well, do you?"

"No." Sebastian was being completely honest with her. "I want more than that, Santana."

He wasn't sure how he felt about Santana, he was still confused over his feelings. He'd never felt the way that he did towards Santana towards anyone else. He'd never even had an attraction to a woman before he met Santana. He didn't just want sex with her, even though he'd clearly never complain about that, but he wanted to be close with her. He wanted to take her out on dates and give her everything that she deserved. He wanted her to be his and only his.

"What do you want?" Santana asked as her hands slowly found their way onto Sebastian's shoulders.

"I just want you." Without any warning Sebastian carefully pulled Santana closer to him by her waist. "I want you to be my girlfriend and I want to give you everything that you could ever want."

Santana wasn't expecting any of this. Out of everything, she had never expected Sebastian to want her to be his girlfriend. She thought that he only spent time with her because he was bored and because he wanted to experiment. She'd have never dreamed of realizing that he actually did want her.

"I feel like the luckiest guy whenever you smile at me and I feel like I'm dying on the days you don't." Sebastian was once again being completely honest with her.

"Sebastian." Santana said almost quietly as she flashed a small smile at him.

"I don't know what I feel towards you." Sebastian paused. "But I'd like to see where this goes, if you do?"

"Did you.. Just ask me out, Twink?" Santana said after a moment of silence.

"I guess I did, Satan." Sebastian got out with a chuckle.

"No pink, no hearts and nothing girly." Santana said seriously before gently biting her bottom lip.

"I know this mi-" Sebastian cut himself off, realizing what she just said. "Did you just agree to being my girlfriend?"

"Yes." Santana said with a smirk. "But I still hope you realize that this doesn't mean I let you off for forgetting the pizza."

Sebastian laughed at her before pulling her closer to him for a tight hug. "I'll make it up to you."

"Good." She whispered before placing a soft kiss on his lips, a kiss which was different than any other kiss they'd shared previously. It was softer and more gentle, a kiss which showed how they felt about each other – even if they didn't yet understand their feelings themselves yet.

Sebastian didn't go back to Dalton that night, instead he stayed with Santana cuddled up on the sofa watching movies and eating ice cream with her. Or better said Santana eating the ice cream and Sebastian getting whatever was left – not that he would have complained. They spend a good majority of the night just talking and enjoying each others company. Not because either of them felt that they had to now being an item, but because they wanted to and because they were actually happy.