Chapter 14: Chapter 14
Chapter by KurtbastianAlwaysSummary: An Ex-tremely ordinary evening.
Notes: Sorry for the long long long wait on this chapter. As sweet patient Frankie can tell you I really struggled with it with numerous rewrites. She is a goddess and without her you have no idea what a mess this chapter would have been. I thank this lovely lady sincerely. saying that the final edit is mine so I alone am responsible if the punctuation is awful.. sorry. Warning for mentions of Blaine in this chapter, expect conflict and angst. Thank you for continuing to read No Tears in Paradise. I love you all. Remember reviews are love and to follow me on twitter at _kurtbastian_ or GlambeR5t where I obsess over Adam Lambert.
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Sebastian grinned down at Kurt as he tucked himself back into his shorts and zipped himself up. He offered Kurt his hand helping him to his feet, pulling him close for a kiss.
"Mmmm," Sebastian moaned. "You are amazing."
Kurt smiled proudly, brushing off his knees.
"I aim to please."
"You certainly succeeded," Sebastian smiled. "Now let's get out of this nasty bathroom. You're way too precious for this kind of lewd behavior."
Kurt giggled.
"You're right but I can't help myself with you."
"It's not your fault. I'm just too sexy," Sebastian teased.
Kurt shoved Sebastian playfully out of the bathroom into the restaurant. They giggled as they returned to their booth to finish their meal.
Their conversation stayed light and playful. It flowed easily as they ate and continued as they wandered down a crowded Patong street, oblivious to everyone but each other.
"You paid for dinner. Let me buy you ice cream," Sebastian offered as they approached an ice cream cart on a street corner.
"Only if they have Rocky Road."
"Kurt, don't be a princess. It's a street cart in Phuket, not Ben & Jerry's," Sebastian mocked as he ordered them both chocolate ice cream cones.
They walked hand in hand, navigating the crowded pavement, eating quickly before their desserts melted in the intense humidity.
"I need to Skype my dad when we get back to the hotel. I go home in a few days and I need to make arrangements." Kurt sighed. "Back to New York...back to work...back to a million questions. Can't we just stay here in this tropical bubble forever?"
Sebastian shook his head.
"Life has to go on, Kurt. I'll be back in New York the day after you. We'll face all the questions together."
"Will we?"
Sebastian frowned at Kurt's surprised expression.
"I thought...oh! Never mind." Sebastian pulled his hand from Kurt's grasp and walked on a few paces ahead.
Kurt scowled.
"Bas, wait! What's going on in that pretty head of yours?"
"Don't be so fucking condescending," Sebastian snapped. "You said we were something. You meant just a vacation 'something' obviously. I'm not good enough to be your 'something' at home it seems. Well just forget it!"
Kurt caught up to Sebastian, gripping his forearm.
"Sebastian? You're being silly. The shit at home is going to be all about Blaine, Blaine, Blaine. I didn't think you'd want to deal with that."
Sebastian sighed.
"I want to deal with everything about you Kurt don't you get that?"
"I'm starting to." Kurt smiled. "Are you my boyfriend, Bas?"
Sebastian blushed lightly, looking down at his feet.
"Ummm...I'd maybe like to be when you're ready for more than a rebound." He sounded unsure, squirming uncomfortably.
"Look at me, Bas." Kurt was grinning, openly enjoying this softer, shyer side of his friend.
As Sebastian looked up, his phone began to ring.
"Do you mind if I answer it?" he asked Kurt politely.
Kurt nodded.
"Go ahead."
Sebastian stepped away to take the call, covering his other ear to block out the street noise. Unable to hear the conversation, Kurt stood watching Sebastian. He watched as his smile faded and his face filled with concern. He watched him end the call and approach looking panicked.
"I need to get to Phuket International Hospital. Liam was bitten by a stray dog. He was trying to feed it. He has to have stitches and Rabies shots."
Kurt gasped.
"Oh fuck, Bas. I'm coming with you."
"No, Kurt, it is fine. He's going to be fine. Go back to the hotel, babe, and Skype with your dad. I won't be long and I'll call you soon."
Kurt reluctantly nodded. Sebastian kissed him softly before stepping off the side walk and dashing across the congested road. Kurt flinched as Bas was narrowly missed by a speeding motorcyclist.
"Be careful!" he yelled after him. Sebastian waved as he climbed into a departing Tuk Tuk. Kurt waved back.
The drive to hospital was brief. Sebastian ran inside finding his friends easily in the uncrowded waiting room. Tom half-smiled as he approached.
"Is Liam okay?" Sebastian tried unsuccessfully to sound calm. "Does he have his travel insurance info? What was he thinking feeding a stray dog?"
Tom raised an open palm.
"Woah, woah, woah! Smythe calm down! I think your new lover is making you soft. George is in there with Liam. He needs three or four stitches and a series of rabies shots and he will be fine. Where is Kurt?"
Sebastian sighed in relief sitting down opposite the others to wait. "He went back to the hotel to skype his dad." Sebastian's phone rang. "That's probably him now." Sebastian answered his phone without checking the caller ID.
"Hey Babe. Did you miss me?" he quipped.
The voice on the other end that definitely wasn't Kurt's, sounded unsure.
"Ummm," Zach mumbled, "sure."
Sebastian cringed as he recognized his ex-boyfriend's voice.
"I thought you were someone else. I'm busy. What do you want?" he snapped rudely.
"We had a fight and you never came back Bastian. What the fuck is going on?" Zach inquired.
Sebastian stood, heading outside as he replied. "I did come home asshole, early. I was going to apologize and cook you a romantic dinner but instead I saw you fucking that bitch Brendan on the couch we picked out was like I meant nothing to you!" Sebastian ranted.
"Oh!"
"Yes, Fucking Oh!" Sebastian scoffed.
"I was going to talk to you about Bren actually. I think I'm in love with him Bastian. I'm breaking up with you," Zach spoke bluntly.
"In love with him? You're in love with him?" Sebastian couldn't believe what he was hearing. It wasn't like he still had feelings for Zach or wanted to be with him anymore but it still wasn't meant to go down like this. Zach wasn't supposed to be rejecting him. "You're breaking up with me? What the fuck? I left you weeks ago."
"We've been seeing each other for months now," Zach continued ignoring Sebastian. "I was kinda calling to ask you to come and remove your stuff from my apartment. He wants to move in."
Sebastian was furious. He yelled into the phone. "Fuck you whore! You cant be serious! My father is paying for that apartment, just like he paid for practically everything in it. Have your shit out before the weekend!"
Sebastian ended the call, screaming under this breathe in frustration as tears welled in his eyes. He breathed deeply trying to compose himself as his phone rang again. It was Zach calling back. In anger Sebastian threw his phone violently across the car park, leaving its smashed remains behind as he headed back inside. He stormed the hospital halls for a while trying to calm down before returning to his friends, just as they were about to leave.
"I need a drink!" Liam exclaimed holding up his bandaged arm. "Its only 9 p.m. Let's go party!"
"Sounds perfect." Bas agreed as they headed out to hail a tuk tuk to take them to Bangla Road.
"The doctor said you aren't allowed to drink," George reminded Liam. Slightly high on pain relief Liam rolled his eyes and grinned. "Just one won't hurt."
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After watching Sebastian's tuk tuk speed away to the hospital, Kurt wandered slowly back to the hotel, stopping along the way to browse the street-side stores and to get a drink.
He greeted the hotel concierge as he crossed the lobby to the elevator. As the elevator made its way to the ninth floor, Kurt took out his phone, calling Sebastian to check on Liam. The call went straight to voice mail. Kurt decided against leaving a message, assuming Bas would call him as soon as he was able to.
Kurt sighed as he reached their room and opened the door. The room was dark and quiet, but something felt off. Kurt couldn't quite place it. Everything looked the same but the vibe was different, almost threatening...and what was that smell?
Kurt proceeded down the short hall cautiously.
As he opened the bedroom door, the waft of lavender scented candles encased him, the pungent smell overwhelming his senses and slowing his ability to take in his surroundings. He coughed as he looked around, eventually registering that every conceivable surface of his and Sebastian's room was covered in hundreds of stems of red and yellow roses.
Kurt blinked, his eyes stinging from the scent.
"Stop...wait! Red and yellow roses!" Kurt began to fume. "There's only one person on this planet that would send me red and yellow roses."
Kurt stepped forward to blow out the scented candles, hearing footsteps behind him.
"Bas? You're back? How is Liam? I tried to ca..."
Kurt turned, immediately realizing that the footsteps didn't belong to Sebastian as he had hoped, but instead to Blaine, who had stepped from the bathroom with his guitar in hand.
Kurt glared.
"What the fuck are you doing in our room?" he demanded.
Blaine shrugged.
"The housemaid let me in. I know you still love me, Kurt, so I didn't think you'd mind. People are so poor here. It only cost me five dollars," he spoke judgmentally.
Kurt threw Blaine a disgusted glare.
Ignoring it and strumming his guitar, Blaine began to sing as three young Thai boys stepped out of the bathroom harmonizing.
"Loving you ain't easy,
nothing ever is.
But I will keep on fighting
for a love like this…"
"Stop! Get out! I don't want to hear it, Blaine! You destroyed us!" Kurt screamed, pointing towards the door.
The three boys flinched, stepping backward and going silent while Blaine continued to sing.
"You know I wouldn't have it
any other way.
Even when times get tough,
I don't want no easy love…"
"I said get out, Blaine, and I meant it! Please go before I call security and have you charged with stalking."
Blaine ushered the three boys out of the room then turned to Kurt.
"Stalking?" Blaine couldn't believe his ears. "I'm here to be with you, Kurt. I flew all this way and spent all this money for you. We can still get married and be together, Kurt. We are meant to be."
"No! Blaine, just no! We aren't meant to be. You were meant to be faithful."
"It was nothing, Kurt," Blaine protested. "None of them meant anything to me."
"Nothing?" Kurt was hysterically screaming. "Being intimate with someone isn't nothing. It's everything!"
"Is that why you fell into bed with skanky Sebastian only a few days after you walked out on our wedding?" Blaine yelled back. "Is Sebastian everything, Kurt?"
"Yes," Kurt shrieked back. "He is, Blaine. Sebastian is everything! He is honest, kind, sexy...and not that it's any of your business but we haven't fallen into bed. Sebastian wants to wait and so do I! He respects me!"
Blaine scoffed.
"You can't be serious! It wasn't that long ago he was trying to get me into bed."
"Unlike you, Sebastian has grown up. We aren't in high school anymore, Blaine. I'm surprised you didn't sleep with him back then, though, or do you only like men you have to pay for?"
Blaine flinched, looking down.
"Maybe I should go. We can talk when you calm down. You're being very hurtful right now."
Kurt saw red.
"GEEEEET OOOOOUT!"
Blaine took his guitar and scurried purposely out of the room past Kurt and past the boys, who were waiting to be paid. He turned to speak, hesitating. Kurt picked up one of the rose filled vases, strode to the door, and hurled it at Blaine.
"Goooooo!" Kurt snarled through gritted teeth as the vase shattered in the hallway at Blaine's feet. He slammed the hotel room door shut, sank to the floor, curling up on himself exhausted.
The three boys stood over him, staring. The shortest one spoke timidly.
"Sorry, Mr. Kurt. We need to be paid."
Kurt pulled out his wallet in disbelief. Only Blaine Anderson could pull a stunt like this and leave Kurt to pay the bill. He reached up, paying the boys generously.
"Take some flowers too. I don't want them." He sounded broken and dejected.
The boys took some flowers and scurried from the room, closing the door behind them and leaving Kurt all alone.
Kurt sat there for hours, the room shrouded in darkness, too numb to move or cry.
Eventually, he mustered the strength to drag himself from the floor. He called housekeeping and had the remaining flowers and candles cleared away. As they left, he glanced at the clock. It was 11 p.m. and there was still no sign of Sebastian. He tried phoning him. Getting his voicemail again, he curled up in bed, worried and emotionally exhausted. He fell quickly into a fitful sleep before realizing he had forgotten to skype his dad after all.
Two hours after leaving the hospital, Sebastian was way beyond drunk as he swayed against...umm, Olaf or Oleg. He couldn't remember the Norwegian twink's name and feeling hurt and rejected, he really didn't care. Men always treated Sebastian like he was disposable. Zach had replaced him so easily and he was probably only a rebound for Kurt. In this moment, in his drunken stupor, Sebastian desperately needed to feel wanted. It didn't matter who wanted him. Anyone would do. This guy was tall, blond and pretty and had his big hands tightly gripping Sebastian's ass as they danced closely.
"Big hands usually means a big cock, too," Sebastian thought to himself as he licked Olev's neck.
"What the fuck?" Tom only just noticing, suddenly pulled Sebastian away by his shirt. Sebastian growled in protest.
"Seriously, dude, no!" Tom spoke firmly to Sebastian.
He apologized to Olev.
"I'm sorry. He's taken."
Olev nodded nonchalantly and walked away with a shrug.
"Bas?" Tom attempted to get Sebastian's attention as he stumbled on the spot.
"What?" Sebastian snapped, laughing inappropriately.
"You're smashed. What's wrong?"
"I'm fine." Sebastian slurred his words.
"Bullshit! What were you doing with that generic pretty boy when you have a great boyfriend?"
"Boyfriend?" Sebastian laughed ironically, leaning against Tom for balance. Tom nodded seriously. "You have a boyfriend, Bas."
"Fuck!" Sebastian face-palmed. "I don't think he wants me."
"I'm pretty sure he does so just be grateful I spotted you when I did." Tom looked at his friend sympathetically. "Nothing happened, right?"
Sebastian shook his head furiously.
"No, nothing."
"Let's get you back to your man then." Tom gestured for Craig to help him.
Sebastian could barely stand; getting him to walk was nearly impossible. It took four of them to get him safely into the back of a tuk tuk. They all accompanied him to the hotel. He fell asleep two minutes into the drive.
"I've never seen him so off his face." Tom sounded concerned as Sebastian's head flopped onto his shoulder. "He seems upset. Does anyone know what happened?"
"Maybe Kurt went back to his ex," Liam speculated.
Tom shook his head.
"Where is Kurt?" George asked.
"He's at the hotel. He wouldn't have gone back to that slime ball though. It's so obvious how much he likes Bas."
"You're right," Toby agreed.
Sebastian's friends woke him when they arrived at the hotel. He vomited harshly on the sidewalk as he exited the tuk tuk.
"Ewww, Bas! For fuck's sake!" Tom reprimanded him as he barely got out of the way in time.
Sebastian just groaned, almost falling as the young concierge came forward to assist them.
"He's very sick," he observed, passing Tom a waste paper basket.
Tom nodded thankfully.
"Do you need a doctor?" the concierge offered.
Tom shook his head.
"He's ok. He just had too much to drink."
"Ahh, party party." The young man grinned.
"Yeah," Tom agreed. "We need to get him to bed."
Sebastian stepped forward but stumbled again.
"Use this. It's night. No one will see." The concierge offered the men a luggage trolley. "He can't walk."
They thanked the helpful concierge and put Sebastian on the trolley, taking him in the elevator to his room.
Toby lost 'Rock, Paper, Scissors', and faced the arduous task of searching Bas's pockets for his key card.
"If you want my D, you only have to ask," Sebastian slurred .
"Hmmm," Toby hummed. "Not a good time to be a wiseass, Smythe."
He found the card and unlocked the door.
Kurt woke as he heard the door open.
"Bas? Is that you?" he called out,mostly asleep.
The men wheeled Sebastian into the bedroom. Kurt gasped in surprise before bursting into hysterical laughter at the sight before him.
"What in the world?" he managed to ask between breaths.
Sebastian lifted his head, at the sound of Kurt's voice.
"Hey, honey! I'm home!" he exclaimed, smirking.
Notes: The song Blaine and the boys sang to Kurt was by my fav band R5. It's entitled Easy Love. I recommend following officialR5 on twitter. Their bass guitarist is Riker Lynch Rikerr5 who played Jeff (the warbler) in Glee. An awesome band made up of his siblings and bestie