Hi, wow, great response to the last chapter, thanks you guys.
Okay, I have a quick question that needs answering and it's you guys that read and review or have an opinion on this story that could do to help. I'll pose the Q at the end of this chapter though, just on the off chance you aren't all on the same page and some of you don't actually know what's coming up in this part.
Truth time. I didn't want to miss anything out of this scene so it's in three separate parts, which I will post over the next 3 days (fingers crossed as I'm not finished yet). They are split nicely though and this will probably happen with other scenes in the future too because I'm crap at glossing over things I like to see play out. ~Coughs~ Kurtbastian scenes.
BTW I occasionally post head-canon stuff regarding this fic on tumblr (sorry you guys that already know me there) and vent my frustrations there so if you've any questions etc, you can find me via my username porceleinprincess or using the tag Visions of Us
So yeah on that note, here's the next part, it follows on directly from the last.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"I'm really sorry, we don't serve alcohol but we do have a choice of syrups if you'd like to add one of those to your coffee?" Kurt's mouth drops open when he hears the blond barrista's polite reply, the same girl who always flirts with Blaine and writes Kirk on his coffee cup. He turns to see who the person is that's having such a positive effect on the girl, just in time to view the most perfect ass outside of a Calvin Kleine advertisement. Kurt blinks, unconsciously staring, as the Abercrombie guy from outside the bank leans over the customer/staff divide to pluck one of the drinks menu's from beneath the counter.
He watches the way the already snug designer jeans pull taut over the tall boy's backside, his polo shirt riding up just enough to reveal a few dark brown freckles on the strip of tanned skin above the waistband.
"We've got frappes and smoothies too, if you'd like something a bit different" the girl adds, throwing him a winning smile. Kurt rolls his eyes, then looks back to the boy to see his reaction.
"Hmm, you know what I'd like" he drawls out smoothly as he looks back over his shoulder, his eye catching Kurt's gaze before Kurt hastily looks away, suddenly fascinated in whatever the hell it is that Blaine's telling him, "I fancy something..." Kurt can't resist glancing up again when the boy hesitates, his heart thumping wildly in his chest, breath stuttering in his throat when their eyes make contact again, green on blue. Kurt reacts like a dear caught in the headlights, his gaze glued to the other boys as he starts speaking again. "I want something hot..., yeah hot and tasty" he says in that smooth confident tone of his. Kurt can feel himself reacting in a way he never has to a voice, can feel his pulse quicken in his throat and his mouth become dry, the butterflies that have lain dormant for so long starting to flutter in his belly. He glances over the boy, brows furrowing as he tries to ascertain if the boy's blatant stare and suggestive words constitute as flirting or not.
Kurt isn't even conscious of the way his gaze is perusing over the other boy until he sees a smirk tease at his mouth and notes his left eyebrow raising up in what can only be described as a cocky, smug manner as he looks back at Kurt.
"I think I'll have a cappuccino" the boy finishes frankly, bending over and leaning his elbows on the counter top again, brandishing a fifty dollar bill at the girl and his ass at Kurt as he waits. Okay, not at Kurtexactly but still, it's right there, in his line of vision.
Jerk. Kurt doesn't care at this point if the guy does have perfect hair, wonderfully bright eyes and the most delectable ass known to man...not that he'd know, he only had his dream guy to go off and his firm, squeezable backside had been equally as tempting. This guy doesn't have the dream boy's, 'Blaine's' he reminds himself, other qualities. He only had eyes for Kurt, this boy is clearly conceited and is the type who'll literally flirt with anyone and anything to get his kicks. There's simply no other reason, Kurt tells himself, for catching him staring.
He dismisses the other boy at that point and turns his attention back to Blaine, only to find him staring at the guy too, his mouth hanging open, surprise etched on his features.
Oh...oh okay then, that explains it. Obviously Mr Delectable wasn't looking at him at all, Kurt decides, he was staring right passed him at Blaine. That makes more sense. 'Well that's just tough', he thinks to himself, smiling smugly around his coffee cup as he lifts it to his mouth to take a sip. Blaine is his destiny, his soulmate, maybe, so this other guy can just suck it and go find someone else to practise his flirtations with.
Still, it doesn't stop the butterflies in his stomach turning frenzied when he hears that guy say thank you in that friendly, teasing drawl of his and it certainly doesn't stop him feeling something akin to a sledgehammer hitting him in the stomach when the boy starts making his way over in their direction.
Kurt swallows. He can feel his hand trembling and knows he's becoming flustered but there isn't a damn thing he can do about it. He glances up again to see the boys eyes twinkling with mirth as he walks towards them, a flirtatious smile twitching at his lips. Kurt can't help holding his breath when he sees the boy's gaze travel the length of his body as he approaches, his green eyes pausing briefly at the curve of Kurt's ass encased in form fitting, skinny jeans. Kurt knows he looks good. He's wearing his grey military style jacket and one of his Brad Pitt shirts, the lilac one. Team those with black, knee high boots and his favourite white jeans and there's no mistaking he has excellent taste in clothing but still, he can't help feeling more than just a little uncomfortable at the scrutiny, like he's being judged.
He senses, rather than sees Blaine shifting in his seat opposite and glances over to see his friend absolutely beaming up at the guy as he comes to stand between them, the epitome of suave, cool sophistication oozing from him.
"Hey Killer. I was just wondering if I'd bump into you and then I come in here for coffee and there you are...long time no see" he says, his eyes crinkling at the corners a little as he smiles all the way down at Blaine. Kurt looks up at him also but what he doesn't realise as he does it, is that his eyes turn doe like as the green ones glance his way, all big and round and innocent. The boy's gaze meets Kurt's and he smirks, something in that expression niggling at Kurt's conscience.
"See something you like?" the boy asks, arching his eyebrow as he lightly places his shopping bags at his feet. Kurt's mouth falls open a little and he's chagrined to find himself blushing. 'Not just cocky then, completely arrogant' he thinks to himself. Shame but he figures he should've known really, the good looking ones often are too good to be true. Except Blaine, he reminds himself, smiling at his friend before turning his gaze back to the boy, his perfectly styled eyebrows furrowing in the centre, lips pursed haughtily.
"I'm sure you wish that was the case but no, you're not my type" he replies tactfully, smiling sweetly, at the same time biting back the more bitchy comments that spring to mind and reminding himself that Blaine clearly knows the boy and it wouldn't do to get on his bad side just in case. You never know when friends of friends can come in handy when wooing ones soulmate.
The guy's smirk drops from his face and he seems to look almost disappointed for a moment, though Kurt is sure that's wishful thinking on his part, before an amused smile appears on his face. It's then that Kurt feels that niggling feeling of familiarity return.
"We've met before" Kurt says succinctly, though he still can't place where.
"No...no we haven't" the boy says with a mocking laugh and utmost certainty, shaking his head and rolling his eyes at Blaine as though to emphasise he hasn't a clue what Kurt is talking about. Kurt frowns, sure he isn't mistaken but starting to feel foolish and undermined nonetheless, something he hates because not being in control makes him feel vulnerable.
"We have I'm...I'm sure of it" Kurt replies, though he's beginning to sound anything but sure. The guy places his coffee cup on their table and folds his arms, leaning down towards Kurt, close enough that Kurt can smell the clean, citrus scent of his cologne. Attitude by Armani if Kurt isn't mistaken and he's sure he isn't considering he and Mercede's spend at least an hour, every month, sniffing the various new scents at the department store cosmetics counter.
"Nope, pretty sure we haven't. I never forget a face Lady and trust me, yours is pretty memorable" he states smugly.
"My apologies then" Kurt replies, smiling back thinly, swallowing hard at the insult but trying not to let it faze him so much that it spoils his afternoon. He's been called a fag, a queer, homo and other derogatory names, Lady seems pretty tame in comparison. Still, it hurts, especially when it comes from a boy who doesn't even know him but still feels it's his right to judge him.
"Really, that's not necessary" the boy says, flicking one last cursory glance over Kurt's face, frowning a little, before turning his attention to Blaine, completely dismissing him.
"Hey Tiger." Blaine blushes harder than Kurt's ever seen him, almost knocking over his coffee cup as he reaches for it with a trembling hand.
"Hey Sebastian" he mumbles back brightly.
Ahh Sebastian. So this is the boy that Blaine seemed so smitten with on that day so many months ago when Kurt had first met him. First impressions aside...tall and handsome with smiling eyes, a cute smile and an ass that...what? Kurt can't help it, he didn't know the guy would turn into such a jerk when he opened his mouth. Suffice to say, he's no longer, all that impressed.
Clearly this Sebastian thinks himself superior to everyone else and is the kind of boy that isn't just arrogant but feels he has the right to insult those around him...especially Kurt. Well that's fine, Kurt had no problem tuning Sebastian out of his conversation with Blaine, no problem at all.
"So, Blainers, how've you been? I heard you've been pining for me." Except Blaine is still blustering around, looking flustered, his hands just catching the coffee cup as it skitters towards the edge of the table and Sebastian seems intent on starting a conversation. Great. Kurt notices the fumble and he sees that Sebastian does too, the other boy chuckling lightly to himself as Blaine curses beneath his breath, licking some of the spilled coffee from the back of his hand.
"What? I don't...I mean I've...who said...?"
"Hey, don't sweat it" Sebastian cuts in, "I'm back for a little while" he adds with a wink. Kurt rolls his eyes and sighs beneath his breath when Blaine almost chokes on the piece of biscotti he's just bitten off. "So" Sebastian says, waving a finger from Blaine to Kurt, "are you not going to introduce me to your...boyfriend?" he asks quizzically, glancing down at Kurt before turning his gaze back to Blaine. "I gotta say Blainers, I thought you'd be into someone a little more..."
"Arrogant? Egotistical...Smarmy?" Kurt finishes sharply, reeling off the list of personality traits he already associates with the other boy. Sebastian looks surprised, pleasingly so if the way his lips curve upward is any indication. Then he laughs, his eyes lighting up and his perfect teeth showing behind the wide smile in such a genuine display of delight that Kurt has to try his best to suppress the sudden rush of euphoria he feels at Sebastian's reaction. The other boy finally stops laughing, hiding his amusement behind his coffee cup until he regains his composure.
"Wow, you're feisty, I was going to say sporty but I guess your suggestions fit too" Sebastian admits, sounding both patronising and impressed at the same time. "...you'll have to watch yourself with this one Blaine, he's got a bite." Blaine rolls his eyes and tuts at Sebastian, throwing Kurt a look of sympathy which he finds oddly irritating.
"I'm so sorry" Blaine says to Kurt, throwing Sebastian a glare, the other boy responding with a sharp laugh. "Sebastian, this is Kurt, remember I spoke about him? He's the boy that's going to be transferring to Dalton in the New Year." Kurt feels suddenly nervous as the taller boy moves beside him, glancing down.
"Fun, what's up with your old school, the girls beat you up for stealing their clothes?" Kurt licks his lips before tipping his head back and pouting, throwing Sebastian his tried and tested bitch glare. The boy swallows and clears his throat, looking uncomfortable for the first time since he arrived as he shifts next to Kurt.
"Wait, Kurt?" the boy asks curiously, his gaze sweeping once more over Kurt's body, this time lingering on his face for a second before flicking away. Kurt, a little shaken at this boys boldness but still poised, holds out his hand and smiles stiffly.
"Kurt Hummel." Green eyes narrow and drop to Kurt's outstretched hand before raising once more to meet Kurt's own, his tongue darting out to moisten his lips at the storm of emotion he sees in the blue/green depths staring back at him. Kurt still has his hand outstretched and a second later, he's almost surprised to see it being enveloped in the strong, assured and incredibly warm grip of the other boy.
"Sebastian Smythe."
"Pleasure." Kurt forces a smile and counts to three in his head before pulling his hand away, letting it drop beneath the table to his knee where he clenches it, intent on squeezing out the static feeling of electricity tingling beneath his skin.
So the question. Obviously Sebastian lives in Paris now and won't be returning for a while. Would it bother you guys if the next chapter kind of skims over the next few months of Kurt settling in at Dalton etc to get us where we need to be? I'm pretty sure I can write it so you don't feel you've really missed anything important but at the same time, it would get us into the swing of things for the main part of this story? If you could let me know your thoughts, either here or on tumblr that'd be great.
Thank you as always for taking the time to comment/review this story. It's really appreciated and motivates me like you wouldn't believe.
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