Chapter Fourteen
"I could always just walk inside on my own and try to hide how lousy I'm actually feeling…" Kurt said as they drove up the driveway to his house.
"You could, but then, do you really want to tempt fate right now? The way I see it, you've maxed out your luck metre enough as it is there. Think about it, what if you'd been so bad that you'd had to have been rushed to emergency and kept at the hospital." Sebastian was his usual wordy self, though he was keeping his smugness in check as he drawled on.
Kurt ignored most of what Sebastian had said and replied, "You don't even believe in luck, Sebastian."
"Save that spunk for when we head inside, babe," Sebastian cooed before leaning over the stick shift and pecking Kurt on the lips.
"Fine, let's get this over with." Kurt waited for his boyfriend to come around and the open the door for him. He reached out to Sebastian, who took hold of his hand and helped him out of the vehicle. His mom was going to kill him, or at least be very disappointed with his careless actions. As for Burt, although their reconciliation had just begun, he knew that seeing his son stumble weakly inside with Sebastian in tow wouldn't go over very well.
"Should I carry you bridal style through the door or can you manage to walk on your own two feet?" Sebastian questioned as Kurt took a few shaky forward steps.
Kurt snorted, "Just keep close and your arms around me and I should manage, thanks."
Since there was no easier way, Kurt just decided to own up and face whatever consequences came his way. They could hardly ground him though, not with his exams and modelling duties. And it wasn't as if Kurt was coming home wasted after spending the night out partying either. He had been trying to do the responsible thing by being so focused on his studying, and getting so exhausted had been an honest mistake.
Kurt found the door unlocked, which was a sure sign that his parents were waiting for him. Maybe he should have phoned to say he would be late, but he hadn't wanted to explain his predicament in case they were to ask what had him so detained.
He opened it and shuffled inside; Sebastian was still holding onto him, a fact he was grateful for when he saw his dad sitting in the living room. Burt Hummel took one look at Kurt, eyed Sebastian up and down and then brought his attention back to his swaying son.
"You better start talking Kurt, and tell me why you look like you're about to fall over," Burt demanded, his shoulders instantly tensing as he stood up in surprise.
Kurt clung onto Sebastian's shoulder and took a deep breath. He needed to say something, but he suddenly found it hard for him to breathe.
Sebastian seemed to realize what was going on and decided to answer for his boyfriend. "Your son ended up pushing himself to the breaking point and came down with a high fever. He came close to passing out, he was that anemic, so I wouldn't let him get up and go anywhere until he had recovered enough."
"What are you doing," Kurt hissed under his breath to Sebastian, who had basically gone and lied about what had happened without stopping to check with Kurt first. What in the world should he do now? Correct Sebastian and expose the truth? Or go along with the ruse to save himself some possible unwanted grief? Talk about being caught between a rock and a hard place.
"Saving your sorry ass, but don't worry; I've got this," Sebastian whispered back, returning his attention to Burt again. He didn't so much as flinch under Burt's judgemental stare, and just smiled charmingly back at him. "He's assured me that he'll pay proper attention to his health from now on, and I believe his sincerity."
Kurt wanted to stamp on Sebastian's foot to get him to shut up!
"That sounds like something he would do, Kurt's inherited the Hummel stubborn gene all right," Burt said; he was clearly still on guard, but that was understandable.
'Oh, not him too,' Kurt groaned to himself. What next? Would his mom appear and join in on picking on him? "I know I messed up… and I really will be more careful from now on… but if it's okay with you Dad, I'd really like to go line down on my bed and try to get some much needed sleep." He just hoped he looked pathetic enough for his dad to skip the father lecture for now.
"All right, you can head on up, Kurt. We all make mistakes, I'm just glad you're okay," Burt relented.
"Thanks," Kurt breathed with relief.
Burt glanced over at Sebastian, who was standing silently beside Kurt now. "This your boyfriend?"
Oh that was right, this was the first time Burt had seen Sebastian aside from the quick meeting (if it could even be called that) when Kurt had moved back home. He quickly nodded and guided Sebastian by the waist to come stand in front of him so the could properly introduce to two men to one another.
"This is Sebastian Smythe," Kurt began.
Sebastian wasted no time in taking over and extending his hand to Burt, who shook it without hesitance. (So far so good then.)
"Burt Hummel, thanks for looking after my son. We can take it from here," Burt replied.
"I'd rather stick around a bit longer, so I can help Kurt to his room." Grinning even more now, Sebastian slipped his arm around Kurt's waist. The look he gave Kurt, was that of pure adoration, although Kurt still detected a hint of smugness underneath it.
The two men stared at one another; Burt's eyes were narrowed in what Kurt thought looked like wary distrust. Sebastian toned down his charisma, but not so much that he showed any sort of discomfort. "I'll leave as soon as Kurt falls asleep," Sebastian added in assurance.
His dad probably didn't realize that Sebastian was showing him a surprising amount of respect. That was probably for Kurt's sake though and not Burt's, whom Sebastian had heard little about since Kurt had so few details to share.
Burt crossed his arms over his chest, drumming his fingers against them as he seemed to consider his options. "You can stay until 11:30 or until Kurt falls asleep, whichever comes first." He went over to his son and placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "I just hate seeing you so beaten up over things."
"Thanks, Dad," Kurt replied, tugging on Sebastian's hand so they could head up to his bedroom before the awkward tension in the room could excelerate anymore.
"How could he have seen you this beaten up before if he's been never around?" Sebastian whispered to Kurt on his way.
"Don't even." Kurt glanced over his shoulder and saw his dad head into the kitchen; no doubt to talk to his mom about what had just happened. Kurt was amazed that she hadn't barged in herself; he bet she had been listening just out of view.
Even with Sebastian's aid, it took the pair a while to make it up the stairs; and they nearly tipped over a couple of times. Finally they cleared the door to Kurt's bedroom and Sebastian closed it behind them once they were both inside.
Always the gentleman, Sebastian helped Kurt change into a pair of pyjamas (despite his heavy criticisms about how they didn't go together at all) and then into bed. Kurt was felt to drained to do anything but let his boyfriend take care of him. The nap he'd taken at the hospital had given him just enough energy to make it to this point without crashing.
But there was one more thing he wanted to discuss with Sebastian before that could happen though.
"Warn me next time you decide to go off script like that, Sebastian," Kurt muttered.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, but still continued to tuck Kurt in. "I didn't hear you setting the record straight."
"I had little choice. Sorry if I didn't want to out you as a liar." Kurt made sure to keep his voice down just in case his mom was listening at the door. He couldn't see her going that far, but he didn't want to risk it.
"Go ahead and tell them the truth if you like, but if I were you, I wouldn't bother. It's not like they need to know every detail about your life, Kurt." Sebastian, who had just finished putting away Kurt's things, came to sit down on the free side of the bed.
Kurt let out a loud yawn; his eyelids felt heavy with impending sleep. "I guess that's the reason you offered to pay my hospital bill. Thank you for that, by the way."
"Thanks for letting me," Sebastian cooed, leaning over to kiss him on the forehead.
"I am going to pay you back for it, just so we're clear-with money-at least for the hospital bill portion." Kurt smiled flirtatiously at Sebastian, wishing he had more energy to show him a bit of gratitude right now. "I'll pay you back for how well you're looking after me tonight by more pleasurable means as soon as the show's over though."
Sebastian chuckled; his shoulders bobbing up and down as he laughed. "I'm looking forward to it babe, but right now you should to get some sleep. You have your two exams, and the rehearsal to rest up for."
"Don't be such a worry wart Sebastian; I'm confident I will ace everything without fail."
"Says the guy who went to the emergency room after stressing himself out too much."
"Sure, hit a man when he's down why don't you…" Kurt said with woeful eyes.
Sebastian just smirked at his boyfriend's victim act and stood up from the bed. "As much as I want to stay and continue our playful banter; you need to shut up and get some shuteye, Kurt."
"Fine." Kurt yawned again; it wouldn't be long now. "You'll still stay until I fall asleep though right?
"I said I would, forgive me if I won't join you on the bed though; you're a pretty grabby bedmate."
Sebastian went over to shut off the bedroom lights; Kurt's eyes were still on him as he pulled out and sat down on his computer chair. He was close enough to his boyfriend that Kurt would know he was there, but far enough away that he wouldn't stubbornly try to keep awake to continue talking to him. Sebastian quietly watched as Kurt's eyes slowly began to close; it was a relief to see him looking so peaceful. He stayed long enough to make sure Kurt was actually asleep and not just pretending to be. When Sebastian's movements didn't stir him, he was confident that Kurt was out for the count.
'Time for me to go then,' Sebastian thought. He stole one final glance at Kurt before leaving; the sheer beauty he saw on his boyfriend's sleeping face was so bright even in the darkness of the room. 'Sweet dreams, babe.'
He walked down the hallway and then the stairs with his hands in his pockets; today had sure been one hell of an ordeal.
'And it's not even over yet,' Sebastian thought to himself when he discovered that Burt was in the living room and apparently waiting up for him. "Kurt's sound asleep and should be back to his old determined self after a good night's rest."
Just to stir things up, Sebastian headed straight for the door, acting as if he would be allowed to leave without any further comment. To his surprise (and secret delight) Burt, in a flash of movement that was impressive for a man his age, managed to block the door in the nick of time. "Was there something else?" This was one of the times where having to play nice was actually fun for him, and Burt's stone faced expression was priceless.
"Do you love him?" Burt asked point blank.
The frankness of Burt's question amused him, but didn't catch him off guard enough not to answer. "I do; he's amazing." Sebastian knew his reply was a little on the weak side; he didn't feel like listing the many ways and reasons why he loved Kurt so much.
Sebastian waited for Burt to ask any follow up questions, holding back the words he so badly wanted to express himself in turn. "Not to be rude…" It was nearly impossible to keep the snark from his voice as he said this. "... but it's been a long day for me and I'm exhausted, so if there's anything else you wish to say to me… then just say it."
"I don't really know my son, Sebastian, and these past few days have made that fact super clear to me. I've barely begun to wrap my head around the idea that Kurt is gay and then you show up at the door," Burt began. His attempts to speak honestly with Sebastian were so awkward he almost pitied him.
"Kurt planned to introduce me at a later date of course, once the three of you had time to get used to the idea. But that's life for you, and here we are." Sebastian was more tired than he wanted admit; he was not on his linguistic game tonight.
The rising tension between them was given an unexpected boost when Margaret Hummel stepped into the living room. Sebastian instantly put himself on high alert, watching her intently underneath his mask of indifference as she came to stand beside her husband. 'How to go about this,' Sebastian pondered. He knew exactly what he wanted to say, which was 'Oh, look who finally decided to grace us with her presence. Kurt's fine, in case you were wondering, and you're quite welcome.' But since he didn't want to send his boyfriend back to the ER, he chose a less confrontational approach.
"Good evening, Mrs. Hummel; I was just leaving. Kurt is resting peacefully," Sebastian told her with just a hint of politeness.
Margaret held her ground, her jaw tightening before she finally replied, "Thank you for looking after him for us."
"I did it for him," Sebastian curtly replied, holding back from adding, 'and not for you.' The last thing Kurt needed right now was to wake up to angered parents and learn how his boyfriend had offended them the night prior. "Kurt should eat a hearty breakfast before he heads off to school tomorrow, to get his full strength back." He knew he had to leave before he started sounding overly cocky (which he swore he wasn't trying to do, it just came naturally sometimes).
Sebastian was tempted to just leave without saying another word, but Burt-and now Margaret as well-were still blocking his path to the door. "Well, this is where I leave you," he said, placing his hands into his pockets and casually waiting for them to step aside. He kinda hoped they wouldn't so he could ask them if they were planning to have him spend the night.
Alas, nothing of that sort happened, which was for the better honestly, since Sebastian was too worn out to really enjoy such a scenario. Barely a minute passed before Margaret moved away from the door and Burt followed her lead soon after.
Sebastian smiled charmingly at them both, and walked up to the door and opened it on his own. Without a care in the world (not a visible one anyway), the young designer casually strolled over to his convertible. 'Not the best first official meeting I've had, but it wasn't the worst either,' Sebastian thought to himself as he went.
Winning over Kurt's parents (not to mention gaining the desire to try) wasn't top priority at the moment though. Sebastian had a much bigger fish to fry, and until the day of the show whatever else came his way would just have to wait.
_
Proper rest and regular meals for the next two days ended up doing wonders for Kurt, who managed to take the first of his two exams without any issues. While he knew his test results wouldn't be in the high brackets, he was quite confident he'd come out decently enough and get a passing grade. That only left his second exam, which was schedule for today, and Kurt was managing to keep his stress levels in check.
He'd started the day off with a generous and well balanced breakfast, which his mother had lovingly made and practically ordered him to finish every bite of before he'd be allowed to leave the table. Full of both food and determination, Kurt bravely marched into class and spent the wait until his fated final as best he could.
When his lunch break came around, Kurt took a seat by himself outside and, after taking a bite of his sandwich, dialled up his boyfriend.
"Hey you, I'm calling you back per your request. How are you faring today so far?" Kurt asked, grinning to himself even before he'd heard Sebastian's voice.
"Not too bad, though I am finding it hard to focus on my other classes with the show so near," Sebastian replied back in his delicious throaty voice that Kurt found so irresistible.
It was hard for Kurt not to giggle with affection. "Oh, you'll manage; you always do. I bet you'll get top marks in all of them and rub it in your fellow students' faces-in your own subtle way." Kurt often wondered if Sebastian had more enemies or admirers at his school, or if it was an even mix of both.
"How about you, Kurt? Do you think history will repeat itself with your exam today?" Sebastian didn't bother to pause long enough for Kurt to reply. "It better, because you'll need to be at top form for the rehearsal at SAIC."
Kurt rolled his eyes; trust Sebastian Smythe to want perfection in all things, even for a simple rehearsal. It wasn't even going to be a dress rehearsals either; Kurt was just going to walk the runway, while the people in charge of the event checked for lighting and such.
"You're eating your lunch right now I hope. Unique put a lot of effort into making it for you, so I'd hate to see it go to waste." Sebastian sounded like he was a parent scolding his child, which Kurt had a feeling he was doing on purpose.
Kurt munched loudly on his sandwich, hoping Sebastian could hear it (he was tempted to suggest they video chat just to prove it). "You're lucky I'm stopping long enough to talk to you, it's that delicious." He meant it too; it made him wish Unique could prepare all of his future meals.
He decided to get back at Sebastian by teasing him. "What would you do if someone were to outdo you in one of your classes?"
"Oh, I think I'd take it well enough… wait…" Kurt imagined he was smirking now. "What do you think I would do?"
"Honestly?" There were so many ways Kurt could go with his answer. "I keep picturing some diabolical act of revenge that may or may not involve some sort of blackmail where they're left naked somewhere…" Sebastian didn't bother to give any reply remark, so Kurt went on. "Either that or you'd make some kind of backhanded comment where you'd graciously congratulate their achievement, while secretly plotting their future demise."
"You think you're pretty cute don't you," Sebastian remarked.
"I have heard you call me that before, amongst other things." It felt so great to be able to enjoy playful banter with Sebastian. He'd really missed it, even though he did enjoy getting see Sebastian's more softer side.
"You may be cute but you can still get it wrong Kurt. If I ever were to get second place on an final or anything like that, I wouldn't seek revenge against my rival. I would first look at myself and try to see where I had gone wrong, then I'd aim to fix any of the problems I unearthed and only after I had gone through every possible cause, would I consider how I'd deal with the victor. I wouldn't even think to get even unless some kind of foul play such as in favouritism-sexual or otherwise-or sabotage was involved. Now if that were the case-though I seriously doubt that would actually happen-then I might play a hand in exposing their dishonesty."
Kurt finished off the last of his sandwich as he listened to Sebastian ramble.
"I've always been far more interested in seeing to my own pleasure than bringing anyone down, unless it meant they would go down on me I guess," Sebastian said in closing.
Kurt chuckled; he should have known. "That's very mature of you." At least as far as Sebastian went.
"I'm not saying I'm totally innocent, but my misdoings have rarely gone past the odd cruely said word, and even that's basically behind me now."
"Unless someone provokes you," Kurt said matter-of-factly.
"Unless someone provokes me," Sebastian repeated with audible pleasure in his voice. "You know me so well… when did that happen?"
"Please, I feel like I've barely scratched the surface when it comes to understanding how your mind operates."
Kurt had just unzipped the bag of almonds Unique had packed for him when he caught sight of a familiar figure off in the distance. He jumped to his feet, only for him to wish he hadn't, swooning back from the headrush it cause. "Hey! Blaine, over here!" he called out, waving his hands to catch the other student's attention.
"People are gonna think you have a crush on him if you're not careful," Sebastian teased.
Kurt had pretty much decided he wasn't going to worry about what anyone else on campus thought about his growing friendship with Blaine. "Let them."
Blaine eventually noticed Kurt and changed directions to head over to him. "Hello Kurt, was there something you needed from me?"
The fact that Blaine didn't give Kurt his usual friendly grin concerned him a bit. For some reason, ever since the whole episode with the hospital had happened, Kurt felt like Blaine was keeping his distance from Kurt. He'd tried not to think much of it the first time he'd noticed; in case Blaine was just busy with his own exams.
"Aren't you forgetting someone?" Sebastian's voice cracked through Kurt's cell.
Kurt brought his phone back up to his ear."Sorry. I'll um, I'll call you back when my exam's over with okay," he quickly mumbled back.
"How kind of you; do give Blaine my best regards."
Kurt said goodbye to Sebastian and quickly put his phone away. "I haven't had a chance to thank for what you did the other day."
"It wasn't anything big; I'm just happy you're okay." Blaine's hands were tightly clenched around the strap of his bookbag.
"Well thanks all the same, for everything you did for me." Kurt wondered if Blaine had heard the rumours going around school about them and was backing off because of that.
The two men chatted for a moment, going over the exams they'd both had that day and what was still ahead. During their discussion, Kurt caught little signs that Blaine was nervous about something; he kept getting flustered and fiddling with his hands. Kurt was reluctant to ask him about it though, in case his nerves weren't related to him in any way. He knew virtually nothing about Blaine outside of his school life, so there was too little information to go on for him to come up with a real explanation. And he honestly didn't feel the need to ask Blaine anything; he was still willing to talk to him after all.
By the time lunch was over and Kurt and Blaine had to go their separate ways, Kurt was quite convinced he had been worrying over nothing. He happily let the matter drop, and turned his thoughts back to the things in his life he still had to fret over. Things might be looking up for him, but Kurt knew better than to let his guard down.
For now, all he wanted was to pass his last exam, get through the rehearsal without falling on his ass and making a fool of himself, and spend the rest of the time until the the show with Sebastian as much as possible.
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"You've reached Sebastian Smythe, state your name and business," Sebastian announced, using the same spiel he always did whenever he got a call from an unknown number.
At first there was no answer, but Sebastian could hear whoever was on the other end take a deep breath. "This is Blaine… Blaine Anderson… um… I was hoping I could talk to you for a moment-if you're free to."
Now wasn't this a surprising turn of events; Sebastian wondered how Blaine had gotten his number. Had he asked Sugar or Kurt for it, or had he copied it from Kurt's phone when he'd called him at the hospital. He didn't care enough to ask him though, so he simply replied, "I'm amazed you'd want to face me at all."
"I didn't want to, but then, what happened between us did happen, and I… I figured I should touch base with you. Since there was no chance for us to talk about it when we met at the hospital."
Sebastian found it amusing that Blaine couldn't even bring himself to say exactly what 'it' was. But that was closeted guys for you, some of them just couldn't own up to the truth no matter the evidence. "I haven't told Kurt or anyone else, if that's what you're afraid of Blaine. Outing isn't my style."
Blaine sighed. "Thank you, I didn't think you were going to spread the news around or anything. But as you're obviously aware, yes I am gay, and I'm not out to anyone yet, not even my family…" he paused for a brief moment. "That night we met at the gay bar… I was testing myself, to see if I really was gay like I suspected. I wasn't completely sure, so I went there just to see what could happen. I was totally out of my element, but seeing everyone so comfortable with themselves and their sexuality really hit home for me."
"I could tell you were a newbie, and possibly in the closet still-or had just come out-when I first saw you at the club. I figured I could help ease you into the community; buy you a drink, and maybe share a dance if you were brave enough. When I propositioned you after our dance was over, I was more doing it for shock value than anything else. The last thing I expected was for you to say yes, and then bolt as soon as I got you off in the bathroom."
"I'd apologize for bailing like that, but I feel like that moment passed a long time ago. I just wanted to you know that there's nothing going on between Kurt and me," Blaine said nervously.
"I know," Sebastian automatically replied, he would have shrugged if Blaine could see him. "I don't have any idea what you might have going on Blaine, but I trust Kurt completely. So it's not like I'm going to forbid you two from seeing each other, and I couldn't if I even wanted to-which I don't. Kurt is free to befriend and hang out with whomever he likes. By all means, keep offering to help him study and talk to him at class, it's no concern of mine." He ran a hand through his hair; who knew he could be so nice to the very person who had caused two of his friends (Sugar and Puck, not Kurt) so much grief.
For a second Sebastian thought Blaine was going to apologize again, but his hunch was proven wrong. "I'm not going to go so far as to ask you to keep my being gay a secret," Blaine said, though his hopeful voice made it pretty clear that he did want that from Sebastian.
"It's not like it's any of my buisness, and I doubt anyone will ask me if I blew you in a gay bar bathroom before or not, Blaine. But it is an amusing coincidence when you stop and think about it; how you just happened to be both my boyfriend's classmate, and the childhood friend of Sugar and Puck…" The wheels in Sebastian's brain suddenly began to turn and he was hit with a giddish realization. "Hold up, if you're gay… then you never had the hots for Sugar did you?" Sebastian suppressed a laugh; he just found the irony so damn amusing. 'Could he have possibly…'
"I'd rather not get into that," Blaine said hurriedly, interrupting Sebastian's train of thought. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm not going to try to steal Kurt away from you or anything."
Sebastian did laugh this time. "Oh, I'm not worried about that happening. Even if you do have a crush on him, like I said; I trust Kurt. As long as you know that as well, then there's no issue I feel the need to address here-at least as far as you and Kurt are concerned."
"I don't plan to stay in the closet forever," Blaine told him.
He'd heard that before, and Sebastian had felt little sympathy for any of those individuals, and it was the same for Blaine now. "Keep telling yourself that all you like, if you think it will work. Meanwhile, I'll keep my judgmental comments to myself, because I doubt you'd want to hear them." Which was a shame, and Sebastian was tempted to lecture him anyway, but if Kurt got wind of it he could get into some serious trouble there.
Sebastian leaned back in his chair; a part of him still wanted to go against his word to Blaine and reveal his sexual orientation to his friends and boyfriend. Their reactions to the news (especially Kurt, whom Sebastian suspected had a crush on Blaine at some point) would have been so fucking priceless. But however entertaining it could be, Sebastian wouldn't lower himself to blabbing Blaine's dirty little secret.
Was his newfound sense of empathy due to Kurt's influence? If so then he was doing some good, even if playing nice felt boring at times. "I'll have to cut our conversation short Blaine; I have a ton of work to do, as you do as well I'm sure." Sebastian grinned to himself, laying on the charm when he added, "Feel free to call me sometime if you want reminisce about old times again."
Blaine's goodbye was so rushed he barely finished before ending the call. Sebastian just chuckled to himself; he may be above outing, but finding amusement in other people's silly little problems was another matter. But hey, he was keeping it all to himself so what was the harm?
_
After Kurt had told Sebastian for the third time that he was more than able to go to SAIC on his own, he finally managed to convince his boyfriend not to come fetch him. Kurt had found his way easily enough (thanks to the GPS on his phone) and immediately began searching for any signs of his boyfriend, who was supposed to be waiting at their destinated meeting area.
The only trouble Kurt had was tearing his attention away from the crowds of people roaming around the school. Everyone looked so unique and fashionable, it was super distracting to see people from every walk of life all congregating together in what appeared to be perfect harmony. What surprised Kurt the most though was how he didn't feel the least bit out of place as he walked among them. Nor did anyone give his presence there any sort of negative vibe; a few people noticed him but those who did just smiled politely or nodded in acknowledgement-and in one instance gave him a flirtatious wink.
Kurt had bounced back from his little health scare and felt pleasantly renewed; his exams were over and the show was tomorrow. He thought he would have felt way more nervous, but for the moment his stress levels were at an all time low.
That could all change in an instant, and whether it did or not would weigh heavily on what state Sebastian and his fellow teammates were in. Just then, Kurt caught sight of someone casually leaning against one of the green stone lions by the fine arts building. The instant pull he felt confirmed the man's identity long before Kurt was close enough to make out any of his attractive facial features.
Kurt's heart began to race and he let out a dreamy sigh. Sebastian was surprisingly not in a full three piece suit this time. He was wearing a deep blue dress shirt and over the top of that was a shawl collar ribbed knit gilet. Which basically was a vest with an attached collar, and Kurt only knew its official name because his boyfriend had told him. The stone coloured snug fit trousers he'd pieced with them looked so good on him it was bordering ridiculous.
The bowtie he was wearing was a surprise (Sebastian was more of a necktie guy, according to him), but it worked splendidly with the rest of the ensemble. His beautiful green eyes were currently hidden behind a pair of stylish designer sunglasses.
Sebastian appeared to have no trouble ignoring those around him, not even when someone stopped to wave at him. But when his shaded eyes fell upon Kurt, he swiftly changed his tune; he took off his sunglasses, fully unleashing his undeniable charm upon his boyfriend. He stood out like a beacon, shining so brightly that Kurt registered nothing else but him. Utterly captivated, Kurt walked towards him, somehow resisting the urge to run like the lovesick fool that he was right into his arms.
"I told you I could make it on my own two feet," Kurt smugly announced once he was a few feet away.
Before Kurt could react, Sebastian stepped forward and leaned in close, kissing Kurt full on the mouth. He grinned mischievously at his boyfriend once it was over, and straightened himself back up, but not before he rested his hand gently against the small of Kurt's back. "I knew you could of course, I had just wanted an excuse to spend more time with you. We've seen so little of one another I'm going into serious Kurt Hummel withdrawals."
It took Kurt a moment to bring his pounding heart back under control. "I missed you too, but next time try to give me some warning while we're out in public at least." Not that Kurt cared if anyone had noticed their public display of affection, he just wished he could have acted as suave as Sebastian.
Sebastian kissed him again, but this time it was more of a peck. "I'll try, but I'll make no promises. I've been dying to show you around campus for a while, it makes me wish we had time to right now."
"You can always give me a tour later on this week once the shows over. I have to say I love what I've seen of it so far though. The campus grounds are beautiful, and the diversity among of the student body is refreshing as well. Is everyone who goes here as colourful as I've been seeing or are they only a small percentage?" Kurt kept himself close as Sebastian started them off in the right direction.
"It's hard to calculate the exact numbers; SAIC is pretty normal for a performing arts school, though I can see why it feels so different to you. Not everyone dresses as fancily as me though, just the students in the fashion design program mainly, though there are always exceptions to the rule."
Kurt just listened and Sebastian began to explain what an average day of school was like for him, happy to hear about a part of his life that Kurt wasn't a part of. But no matter how appealing SAIC appeared, Kurt knew he couldn't just apply for it without extensively researching, and checking out any other options as far as potential colleges went.
The couple's enjoyable journey was over before Kurt would have liked, and when he noticed the women heading their way, he instantly tensed up. In his nervousness, he absentmindedly grasped for Sebastian's arm and clung to him tightly. He didn't know why he was acting so on edge, and he tried his best to hide it.
"Relax, she's just an upper classmate of mine who's one of the students in charge of running the show," Sebastian whispered soothingly to Kurt. "Hey there Judith, are you as ready for the rehearsal as I am?"
"Of course I am, this is me you're talking about, Hotshot, but enough about that," Judith turned her head to look at Kurt, who had gone dead quiet despite Sebastian's coaxing. "Who is this with you?"
Sebastian winked at Kurt before answering her question. "This is my boyfriend Kurt, who also happens to be my model for the show."
"Hi," Kurt said, smiling at her.
"It's nice to meet you, so why I haven't seen you before," Judith said.
"Oh, that's because I don't go to SAIC," Kurt replied.
"Yet," added Sebastian with a smirk.
Judith said a couple more quick words to Kurt and Sebastian before she was called away to look after some technical problem. The conversation had showed Kurt that while he had made great strides in being a more sociable person, his window of friends was quite small. While he had no intentions to become a sudden social butterfly, he could try a bit harder to be more approachable. Crowds were another potential issue, and Kurt just hoped he'd do okay walking down the runway in a building full of people tomorrow.
The space that held the venue for the show already was quite intimidating, even when it wasn't fully set up yet.
Once again Sebastian's name was called out and this time it was by Unique, and Kurt felt more at ease now that he saw someone else he recognized. He grinned happily as she came over and claimed a hug, and began fussing over him and asking if he felt up to the rehearsal or not.
"I'm fine, and totally able to do anything needed of me today," Kurt assured her.
Sugar arrived next and took her concern for Kurt to an even higher level when she started bombarding him with endless questions. Kurt was beginning to feel a bit coddled by her antics, and when she went so far as to bring her hand to his forehead to check his temperature he let out a heavy sigh. He wondered if Sebastian had put them up to this, because it felt like something he would do.
"How many times do I have to say I'm feeling okay for any of you to believe me?" Kurt grumbling in annoyance, hoping his energetic response would help convince them.
"A few more and you should be good," Puck said as he joined the group.
By the time Kurt was finally given a break, the room had filled with even more people, and things seemed to be well underway. Sebastian ushered Kurt over to where the models were forming a line and whispered a quick encouragement before he stepped back. The fact that this wasn't even a dress rehearsal (no one wanted to reveal their creations before the event) didn't register for Kurt. For him this wasn't just a chance to check the lighting and hit his mark when it came to the runway walk, this was a test run to get himself in the right mind frame.
At Sebastian's request, Kurt had put on a pair of practice high heeled boots, that were thankfully black and not shocking purple. Their added height set Kurt above most of his fellow models, though not by much. Being surrounded by so many beautifully symmetrical faces and slim perfect bodies was quite the eye opener. As soon as he started getting modelling jobs through TreeTop designs such scenes would soon become commonplace he gathered. So he felt quite fortunate to get a preview where the stakes weren't so high. Of course, Kurt still had a job to do regardless of if he was being paid for it or not. He was representing Sebastian, and it was up to him to display the vision his boyfriend had worked towards so tirelessly.
Kurt waited for his moment in the spotlight and took a deep breath in preparation. Thinking kingly thoughts, he closed his eyes and waited for the exact moment to open them, just as he took his first step out onto the runway. In his mind, Kurt was fully decked out in the showpiece, the audience brimming with people that he needed to captivate. With fluid grace, Kurt strutted down the long runway, counting his steps to the beat of the pulsing music playing all around him. He was the most important person in the world, and he used his body (which was poised to perfection) to send his message across.
It was finally hitting him that the goal he and his friends had been gearing towards was tomorrow. In less than twenty-four hours, all of their life work, Sebastian's reputation as a designer and the very thing that had brought them together would be put to the ultimate test.
For one split second, Kurt almost lost his focus when he caught Sugar, Unique and Puck gaping at him down in the audience, but he saved himself just in time. His mouth upturned into a superior grin just as he turned around to go in the other direction. He would have to work on his ankle movements to get the right combination needed for the change to be seamless.
By the time his stint across the runway was over, Kurt had come up with a dozen ways to perfect his performance. He just hoped it would be enough to secure first place for Sebastian, though he did remind himself that he was just the canvas for his boyfriend's work of art to be displayed on.
Sebastian was waiting for him just off stage and Kurt almost broke down crying at the sight of him; there was so much love in his eyes, so much adoration and awe. It still amazed Kurt that someone so incredible could hold him in such high esteem.
"You almost lost it out there," Sebastian said, acting as if his eyes weren't shimmering with awe.
The added height of his boots made it so Kurt was actually taller than his boyfriend; and he kind of liked that.
"I know," Kurt replied, as he accepted Sebastian's congratulatory hug. "How was I aside from my near slip up? I'm dying to know and you're the only one who I trust to give me your honest answer."
"You mean I'm the only one who has the audacity to give my honest opinion, despite how the recipient may react?"
"That too."
Sebastian cupped the sides of Kurt's face and kissed him full on the mouth; the outside world faded away, all that mattered was the intoxicating sensation of Sebastian's lips against his. It felt like ages since they had really kissed. Whatever the actual answer was, it felt as if Kurt hadn't been this close to his boyfriend in eons. The electric tingling shot down his body, setting his heart blazing; he grabbed possessively at Sebastian, clasping his neck and shoulder as they continued to lock lips.
Someone around them cheered at the hot display, but neither boy reacted to it, they were too wrapped up in each other (almost literally).
Everything came back into focus when Sebastian eventually pulled back, leaving Kurt a giddy and dumbstruck mess of a person-for the second time that day. Kurt blushed bright red, sputtered off as he fluttered his eyes at his smirking boyfriend. "I wasn't that good, Sebastian."
"Sorry; couldn't help myself." Sebastian took a deep breath and let it out slowly; his eyes were lit with excitement. "I fucking saw it, Kurt, I saw you dressed in the suit and owning it like a crown royal boss! I wasn't the only one either; the handful of people in the audience were utterly captivated by you, babe. Everyone stopped what they were doing to watch you."
"That's what nearly broke my concentration; I saw their expressions and could barely believe it… I'm still amazed that I held it together and didn't break character," Kurt admitted.
"I almost choked when I noticed your split second lapse, but I seriously doubt anyone else caught it."
"I'm going to do a hundred times better tomorrow," Kurt said without a hint of doubt, which showed just how full circle he had come since he had first met Sebastian. He never would have dreamed that he could have so much faith in himself in such a short span of time. This is what it felt like to do something he felt so passionate about; no wonder Sebastian put so much effort into his designs.
"So what happens now?" Kurt asked as Sebastian started to lead him by the hand off of the backstage area.
"Unique and Sugar want to throw us all a pre-show day party at the Atelier, and I dunno about you, but I'm sure in the mood to celebrate!"
Kurt laughed; he could go for a party right about now too. The couple made their way back to the audience where their three friends were giddily waiting for them. Kurt was soon blushing red from the praise they showered on him. It filled him with more hope than he'd ever thought possible; he really really wanted them to win tomorrow! He'd never wanted something so badly, and it was both exhilarating and terrifying.
But Kurt wasn't about to spend the wait until the show worrying; not if he had anything to say about it. So what if he had no idea whether they would be celebrating their first place win tomorrow or not, Kurt wasn't about to let that or anything else stop him from his goal.
He would do Paradis Bise proud tomorrow, he was sure of it.
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As much as he enjoyed the festivities that the ladies of Paradis Bise had put together, Sebastian had made it very clear (via various innuendos, eye cues and even the tone of his voice) that he wished to be alone with his boyfriend. And since he didn't go so far to ask them to leave, Kurt was none the wiser when Unique, Puck and Sugar had made their exit a few minutes ago.
Though in all honesty, Kurt probably knew what his boyfriend was up to, which was fine by Sebastian. After Kurt said his goodbye to the ladies at the door, he casually made his way back to Sebastian, who was innocently reclining by the bar.
Kurt grinned at him with playful adoration as he returned to Sebastian's side, and snuggled up nice and close. "That was fun," he said, sliding his arm to drape across the Sebastian's back and hugging his side.
"It was," Sebastian simply replied; Kurt had his coy act going on, and it was already working wonderfully to get him in the mood. He leaned in close, smiling as he nestled his face against the side of Kurt's neck before kissing him there.
Kurt brought his free hand to clasp the other side of Sebastian's waist and let out a little moan of pleasure. He seemed more than content to let Sebastian start things off for them with a pace that was almost lazy-but in the best possible way. "I was afraid you'd send me on my way once the party was over, since it's the eve of the show and all," he admitted.
"I had considered it, but then I figured sex is a sure-fire way to make sure we'll be at the peak of our games tomorrow."
"Is that what this is then? Or will be, once we move onto your place," Kurt said, smirking.
"Why waste any of our precious time going there when we can have our way with one another right here?" countered Sebastian, who used Kurt's surprise to claim his lips with a passionate kiss to help get him on board with the idea.
The moment the kiss was over Sebastian had the pleasure to watch Kurt's wide eyes flutter with stunned delight. His cheeks darkened, but his bashful response only lasted for a couple of seconds before he redeemed himself by kissing his boyfriend back.
"What if we make a mess of things?" Kurt asked when he bothered to pull his mouth off of Sebastian's.
"This is me you're talking about Kurt, and I'm always prepared. Not only do I have protection and lube on hand here, but a short trip to the bathroom will bring us warm towels and there's a steam cleaner in the closet too."
Kurt frowned at Sebastian in annoyance, putting the beginnings of their makeout session on hold before it had gotten a chance to really hit it off. He was obviously picturing the many men Kurt thought Sebastian had brought here to hook up with to warrant such supplies. If it had been anyone else and if Sebastian weren't so bent on reigniting their usual chemistry so they could continue where they'd started off, he would have gone on one of his superior rants.
"I didn't start keeping condoms and lube here until you and I had been dating for two weeks, Kurt. If there were any here before hand, then either Puck or possibly Sugar would be the one to blame," Sebastian said.
"So you've never had sex with anyone here?" The doubt in Kurt's voice was easy to pick up on, and Sebastian really couldn't blame him for it.
Sebastian shrugged, unable to deny himself his usual response, though he kept it short. "I've had guys here before, but I've never had full on sex with any of them. For one thing, I didn't feel even remotely connected with any of them to put in the effort. And I didn't trust them to be careful with all the stuff around here either. But you're different Kurt, for obvious reasons, but also because you not only understand my love of designing, you share it as well, on some level anyway. That alone is enough to tip the scale and make sure we were properly provisioned in case we got swept up in the moment and didn't want to wait till we got to my place to fuck each other's brains out."
Kurt snorted, "I'll take that as a compliment I suppose."
"You'd be an idiot not to." Sebastian kissed him again, and was relieved that his boyfriend instantly responded to it.
The couple kept the kisses coming, heavily making out and enjoying every minute of it. Kurt grabbed onto the sides of Sebastian's collar and that's when things got deeper and more urgent. Kurt had managed to maneuver their bodies so he was sitting on one of the stools with Sebastian leaning over him. The new position suited Sebastian very well, or nearly so and to make it perfect, he lodged himself in between Kurt's opened legs. Sebastian put his hands on Kurt's hips and hiked his boyfriend up a bit so they could get as close as possible.
Sebastian lips began to take a detour from Kurt's mouth and travelled down to the side of his neck again. The first three buttons were already undone, but that still wasn't enough exposed skin for Sebastian's liking. 'Time to lose some layers,' he thought, making quick work of the remaining buttons on Kurt's shirt.
Kurt helped Sebastian slide out of his shawl collar gilet and it was tossed onto the bar counter beside them. Both of their dress shirts soon joined it, and that was enough for Sebastian, who wasted no time in giving his boyfriend a row of hickies on his now exposed collar bone.
"It's been way too long since we've gotten to do this," Kurt muttered under his breath, shuddering with pleasure from his boyfriend's touch. "And it sure beats the times when we've had to stop before it could even reach this point."
"Just wait until the show's over, and that will all change for the better, babe." Sebastian ran his hands down Kurt's chest and around to his back and up his undershirt. The subtle hint was enough for Kurt to lean back so he could pull the garment off of himself, leaving his upper frame deliciously exposed.
Fuck! Kurt's naked body was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen! The smoothness of his skin, his tight muscles, his thick arms and trim waist, every inch of him was a human masterpiece. He couldn't wait until he had enough time to truly savour their intimate moments together. But for the time being, Sebastian just wanted to have some good old fashioned hot and heavy sex.
Kurt had almost his full weight against Sebastian now; he was barely sitting on the edge of his stool, and his legs were wrapped around his boyfriend's torso. Their faces were close together, the desire in their eyes as clear and day and at the same high intensity.
"I wanna fuck you," Sebastian groaned as their groins rubbed together. "I've forgotten what it feels like to be inside you and I hate that."
"I thought you didn't have a preference?" Kurt teased, smirking at him.
"I don't; it depends on my moods, but is it my fault that your ass is so deliciously tight that I wanna fuck you all the time?" Sebastian flirted back. "If I didn't love how good it feels when you fuck me, I could be in serious risk at going back on my word and become an actual top at this rate."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Which wouldn't be a bad thing, but I like it when we switch things up, it keeps it interesting."
"So I can top this time though?"
"Oh, god yes, please do!" Kurt shouted back with such enthusiasm Sebastian burst out laughing, but in a giddy 'man-I-love-my-boyfriend' kind of way.
Now that they knew who was going to fuck whom (for this first round anyway) Sebastian knew he'd better get his stash of condoms and lube before it became too hard to tear himself away from Kurt for even a second. He whispered into Kurt's ear that he'd be right back and left him on the stool so he could dart over to his hiding spot in one of the Atelier's many closets. He quickly opened the innocent looking tub from behind a box of sewing tools. Everything inside was as Sebastian had left it and he made a quick stop at the bathroom next. Technically speaking the towels he took from there and ran over some hot water weren't meant for post sex cleanup. But they would work just fine, and Sebastian would never allow a single trace of his and Kurt's amorous activities tonight to be left. Not because of any possible embarrassment, but because sloppy just wasn't his style, especially when it came to sex.
Kurt was right where he had left him and struck a provocative pose as soon as Sebastian was back. His handsome face slightly upturned, his blue eyes transfixed upon Sebastian; and best of all, he had his superior model expression (or bitch face, as Sebastian playfully referred to it his his head) on. He had his legs crossed over one another, and he was leaning forward enough so his chin could comfortably rest on the back of his hand.
As Sebastian neared him, he noticed that the top button of Kurt's pants was undone and the fly zipped down halfway. "Already getting bored of waiting for me?"
"I considered taking them off completely, to save you the trouble, but you came back before I could," Kurt replied matter-of-factly.
"It must be my lucky day then." Sebastian placed the roll of condons and tube of lube on the stool beside Kurt and knelt down in front of him. He kissed Kurt's stomach lightly as he finished unzipping the fly of his pants, and fought to slide them down his boyfriend's hips. They finally came off with a bit more coaxing and Kurt playfully held out each of his legs to help. Once the job was done Sebastian tossed them onto the bar counter; the floor wasn't dirty but it felt too much of a crime of fashion to discard them so carelessly. He decided it would be wise for him to lose his pants while he was on a roll (and still had the patience to do it).
Any lingering thoughts about tomorrow and what was at stake were dropped along with his pants. All that mattered was Kurt, and how he made Sebastian feel so lucky to be alive. With only their boxer-briefs remaining, Sebastian straightened himself back up and resumed the enjoyable position they were in before. Kurt welcomed him with open arms (and legs) and kissed him deeply. Heart pounding, Sebastian was so stricken with lust that he lifted Kurt right off of the stool.
"Easy there!" Kurt laughed in his surprise, but he managed to hold on with his thighs enough to keep from falling backwards.
Sebastian reeled back a bit to regain his balance and all it took was a quick glance at each other to go back to making out. As much as Sebastian would have liked to think he could remain upright like this forever, his back would surely give out pretty soon. So he shuffled them both over to the chaise lounge (but not before clumsily grabbing the condoms and lube) and planted himself on it. Kurt hurriedly rearranged himself so he was straddling Sebastian's waist once he settled back down; he was the very embodiment of confidence. It sent shivers down Sebastian's spine and goosebumps across his skin; he never would have pictured himself being with someone who could overpower him by so much.
Kurt wasn't really trying to be in the one in charge though, he even seemed to be urging Sebastian to rise to his level.
Kurt ran his hands through Sebastian's hair and began to arch himself upwards.
"Fuck I've missed this!" Sebastian blurted.
"Sebastian," Kurt whined as he pushed his body up and down, rocking in rhythm along with his boyfriend.
"I better finger you before we end up coming in our enthusiasm here, babe." Kurt stopped moving; he was breathing loudly but Sebastian was in a similar state as well. It felt as if he and Kurt had gone months without getting any action, even though some part of his brain knew it had probably only been a few days.
He pulled down at the waistband of Kurt's boxer-briefs, and asked for his boyfriend to move off of him so they could be removed. Sebastian stood up for a moment to take off his last layer as well and kissed Kurt to keep him nice and turned on during the short interlude.
Naked at long last, there was finally nothing left in the couple's way, and nothing for them to do but enjoy themselves, and boy did Sebastian intend to. He picked up the tube of lube that he'd hastily tossed on to the chaise lounge and applied a generous amount to three of his fingers on his right hand.
"I wanna take you from behind," Sebastian said, guiding Kurt over to the arm of the chaise lounge.
Kurt's eyes lit up with excitement at the idea and he bite in his bottom lip in anticipation. "Knock yourself out..." he stuck his ass out, putting it on full display in front of Sebastian, making it that much easier for him to take him. "Fuck me for all you're worth." The grin Kurt produced was exactly the sort that Sebastian usually gave to him. His voice was dripping with seduction, and he was using his deadly lower register that drove Sebastian wild. But that wasn't even his biggest weapon, because he went on to finish with,"I'm nice and ready for you, Hotshot."
Sebastian grinned back at him; this had to be first time Kurt had called him anything aside from his first name. They'd never talked about pet names and whether to use any or not; he'd started calling Kurt babe on a whim and his boyfriend had never commented about it.
It didn't even matter that the name Kurt had used him was the one his show competitors at SAIC used. Kurt could have called him the most offensive thing on the planet (whatever that could be) and Sebastian's knees still would have turned to jelly.
"Here I come," Sebastian announced, smugly grinning to himself. He placed his left hand on Kurt's tail bone and bent over to kiss the small of his back and he waited for the lube to warm up enough in his fingers.
He normally enjoyed the art of foreplay with Kurt, but not tonight, so he stepped and and began to finger Kurt. Even though he couldn't wait to move onto the next part, he couldn't afford to become careless in his haste. The last thing he wanted was to have Kurt end up with a noticeable limp on the catwalk tomorrow, and he used that worrisome scenario to keep his impatient libido in check.
Kurt started to rock himself backwards onto Sebastian's fingers as he slowly thrust in and out of him. His quickening pace was a good sign that it wouldn't be long before they could move onto the main event.
"Somebody wants it bad, huh?" Kurt asked with audible amusement that went perfectly with the wry smile on his face.
"Guilty as charged, I'm feeling super starved for sex right now. I'd settle for us only doing it once, but I hoping we'll have enough energy-and time-for a second round."
"I say we focus on our first orgasm for now and see what we're left with on both accounts afterwards," Kurt advised.
In the end, one time was all they managed, but neither of them seemed to mind at all.
Kurt was busy putting his tussled hair back into stylish order when Sebastian stepped into the bathroom. He winked at Kurt as he claimed the sink to run hot water over the hand towels they'd used.
It hadn't taken them very long to clean up the studio, though that was mainly because there hadn't been much to clean up after.
Sebastian let out a tired breath after he put the towels away; he was practically pouting and looking too adorable for words. "That's it for tonight I guess." The way he was acting, one would think he hadn't had any sex at all.
"That's what happens when we've been burning the candle at both ends." Kurt head was still in a bit of a daze from the intensity of his orgasm. He suspected that Sebastian had gone all out once he realized that they weren't going to make it to a second round.
"If it's all right with you, I'd like to stay here for a bit longer to recharge. Or else I'm not sure I'll make it to my front door, let alone all the way up to my bedroom," Kurt said, following his boyfriend out of the bathroom.
Sebastian shrugged, and mosied himself over to the chaise lounge to sit down. He patted the spot beside him and Kurt happily joined him there.
"Just try not to fall asleep," Kurt warned with a yawn.
"I'm not that tired, but we could always talk to keep ourselves fully awake."
There was one topic Kurt was quite interested in, but he didn't think it was the right time to ask him yet. When visiting SAIC Kurt had noticed how the other competitors for the show looked to be all upperclassmen, so he was curious to find out how Sebastian fit into the group. It had suddenly dawned on him that even after all this time, he knew next to nothing about the contest itself. He had no idea what the rules were or what the prizes were or how many there were. If it weren't the night before the big event then he would have asked Sebastian right now, but because it was T-minus to show time, he was hesitant.
He doubted the details would be anything big; he just didn't want any extra pressure thrust upon him at the last minute. So he had decided that he would save his queries until the show was over and the results were given. For all Kurt knew, Sebastian would voluntarily tell him about it with little or no prompting.
Sebastian put his arm around Kurt's waist. "So what did you think of SAIC?"
"I liked it, from what I saw of it anyway. I will definitely take you up on that guided tour as soon as it's possible."
"Do you think you could see yourself applying there for next year?"
Kurt pursed his lips together as he pondered the idea. The thought had entered his mind before of course, even before Sebastian had asked him about it during a past conversation. "Possibly, but I still need to properly research what programs and classes are available to see if any of them are a good fit for me." He highly doubted there was a modelling major, as much as he wished it was that easy. "I do wonder how us going to the same school would go though."
"Are you insinuating that we would get sick of seeing one another so much?" Sebastian asked, smirking to show he wasn't being remotely serious. "I'll be in a different program and grade, and it's a pretty big campus, so it would be easy enough to avoid one another."
Kurt just rolled his eyes. "I hope it would come to that."
Sebastian gave Kurt's waist a loving squeeze before he slumped back down on the chaise lounge, pulling his boyfriend along so he was now resting on top of him.
"You're gonna do great wherever you end up Kurt, whether it's in a new college, or as a highly-sought model, or whatever else might come your way," Sebastian informed him with the utmost confidence.
"Do you ever wonder what it would have been like if we'd gone to the same high school, Sebastian?" Kurt asked, changing the subject as they snuggled together on the lounge.
"I doubt we would have gotten along, I was a real jackass back then, if you can believe it." Sebastian smirked and shook his head; he apparently found the memory quite amusing. "I mean, I was still charming and all, but I didn't bother to filter my words."
"Would you have bothered to hit on me at all?" Kurt had been as far in the closet as possible during his high school days, but Sebastian probably would have been able to tell he was gay still.
"I would have had fun trying to get you all riled up and wanting me, until your clueless in the closet boy act got on my nerves too much to bother anymore."
There was still a lot about Sebastian's high school days that Kurt didn't know about, mainly by choice since much of it included all the guys he'd had sex with. Now he found himself rather curious as to what the slightly younger (and ruder) version of his now loving boyfriend was like.
"I was still in the closet when we first met though," Kurt pointed out.
"I could tell you didn't want to be anymore."
Kurt smiled at Sebastian and sighed, "Yes I did." He could have elaborated, but he didn't really feel like it.
Sebastian seemed to sense this as well. "We should probably get going." He stood up and helped Kurt to his feet. "Before you mom calls you demanding where you are at this late hour."
That was all the coaxing Kurt needed to head for home, because knowing Margaret, she would do something exactly like that. After they spent the drive flirting with one another, Kurt took his time saying his goodbyes, and they shared a couple of kisses in Sebastian's convertible before he eventually forced himself out of the vehicle.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Kurt said once he was standing in front of his door; Sebastian had insisted on walking him there, and he'd felt no need to deny them the small pleasure.
Just as Sebastian leaned in to give one final kiss, Kurt moved himself back and playfully shook his head. "Oh no, you'll get no more kisses from me until tomorrow, in fact… I'm tempted to say that we shouldn't kiss again until the show is over."
"Try all you want but you won't make it," Sebastian casually replied, and he waved at Kurt before heading back to his car.
Kurt watched him go for a moment and grinned. 'I'll send him a cute text once I'm settled down for the night.'
The second Kurt stepped inside the house he discovered that his mom was in the living room and she instantly stood and frowned at him. 'Uh-oh.' He knew that look all right; she had been waiting up for him then, which he thought was pretty ridiculous. Kurt didn't have a curfew, and he wasn't so late that he felt the need to call home.
Margaret narrowed her eyes as she looked at her son. "Where were you?" she asked; she was using her judgemental mom voice that Kurt had always hated.
Past experiences kept Kurt from telling her that he'd just come back from having hot sex with Sebastian. He'd learned his lesson by now and wasn't about to share such personal details with his mother.
Kurt closed the door behind him, cast her a cool glance and as he passed her, he curtly answered, "Out."