Disclaimer: My efforts are in vain, Glee still don't belong to me.
I know you probably still resent me but will you still follow me just a little? I promise you it'll get better within one or two chapters and that day, I feel that you'll love me. Just trust me a little longer.
Just so you know, I released this chapter in French July 12th. So, before the tragic event. An other chapter is currently written and will probably take it into consideration.
In previous chapters
Dave and Sebastian finally befriended after attempted suicide of Dave's.
We met Dave's aunt with whom he spent the end of his high school years, Sebastian's sister who lives in France and their father who certainly didn't receive the mug of the World's Best Dad for Father's Day.
They are now both at university in Chicago but they no longer see each other since Dave dated Logan who asked them to cut ties before leaving his boyfriend just a week later.
So they spent the holiday season each on their side.
Dave took the opportunity to meet Colin, Blaine's new boyfriend and spend an evening with Jenny he had met arriving in Chicago but with who he didn't spend so much time while he was with Logan.
For his part, Sebastian met Lisa, the daughter of a colleague of his father who moved in with him for the end of the year. And they met Tyler who kissed Sebastian to enter into the New Year.
They both thought to reconnect with each other several times but they didn't dare.
Dave felt lost.
For almost three months, he had strayed from Sebastian and he regretted it. He missed him whenever he had some good news to announce, he missed him every time he felt blue, he missed him every time he watched a stupid reality TV show and that he had no one with who laugh about it, he missed him every time he went to a game. He had missed him more than anything when Logan had left and he had no one to turn to, to overcome the pain of breaking up. Of course, there was Blaine that he had had on the phone. But Blaine was in New York with Colin, and he would have needed someone to land at his place with a tub of ice cream from Paciugo and watch a romantic comedy with him, telling him just how Logan was stupid to have let him go and that he too would find the boy with who live it all until the end of his days.
Kurt also had been there, from New York too, and he had advised him to go back to Sebastian. But he didn't dare. How could he go back to the one he had driven out of his life just because the man who had required it of him was gone? How could he be forgiven for being so selfish? For three months, he walked almost like a robot. He was going to classes, returned at night in his tiny dorm room to find his homophobic roommate and spent his weekends to cry alone in his room when his roommate was returning to his family or his girlfriend.
That first Saturday of March, he decided to go out. There was no more ice cream in the freezer. He put on old jeans, a shirt and a hoodie and went out. He could have just gone buy a jar of ice cream to the nearest grocery store but instead, without knowing what prompted him to do that, he took the subway to the Paciugo of Lincoln Square which was however not the most accessible by metro from Loyola.
It began to rain shortly before he entered the subway station, but he didn't change his mind either. When he reached the shop window, he stopped short. Here he was. In line, more attractive than ever, Sebastian laughed with a girl. The rain continued to fall on him, soaking his hoodie, but he remained stuck, not knowing what to do. He stood there motionless watching Sebastian behind the glass, watching him laugh, watching him move.
He wanted to move, run away; let Sebastian continue his life without him. But it was as if his whole body refused to obey him, he just couldn't move despite the icy rain that ran through his clothes. He could see Sebastian through the window, moving inexorably towards the counter while other customers came and went before him, wondering what he was doing, standing in the rain like that.
He still hadn't moved when the two friends left the shop. Their eyes met and Sebastian froze in front of him, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Pooky?" he murmured without believing too much what he was seeing.
He hadn't seen the one he considered his best friend for nearly three months. And say that he had missed him was well below the truth. Sebastian was almost a shadow of himself since the day Dave had told him that to save his relationship with Logan he had to no longer see him.
And when he was just starting to move on, to forget, now Dave reappeared. They remained motionless, without speaking, looking into each other eyes for several seconds. The rain continued to beat against their sad faces.
Lisa instantly knew what was happening, after all these discussions in the evening with drink with Sebastian. She gently took the ice cream boxes of the hands of her friend by blowing a little "I got this." And disappeared in the direction of the loft they shared for a little over two months.
"You should get to your girlfriend." Dave said a little bitter.
"It's not my girlfriend, I'm gay, you remember. You, Logan's probably waiting for you." Sebastian replied, trying to hide somehow his irritation.
"We broke up." Dave breathed, looking down.
"I miss you." They whispered together.
"I'm sorry. Everything is my fault. I made the worst decision of my life and I know I hurt you. I know you'll never forgive me for what I did. For nothing besides, he left a week later. Even without you being there, he couldn't get his stupid jealousy out of his head. And I know I have no chance that you'd accept to be friends again but I've missed you, I miss you, I don't know how I can keep going without you near me. I don't know how I did before ..." lost in his monologue, his eyes on the ground, Dave hadn't seen Sebastian coming towards him and he was surprised when a hand slipped under her chin to make him raise his head and meet the eyes of the other student.
"I forgive you. You're soaked, you'll catch cold. Come on."
Sebastian slipped his hand into Dave's and gently drew him after him, taking the direction of his apartment. Dave didn't protest and followed him obediently. Once there, they had no need to get the key to get in, Lisa had already opened and she was still standing near the door as if she was waiting for them.
"Hello, you must be David." she said offering her hand to Dave who shook it weakly. "Nice to meet you, my name is Lisa. Sebastian lends me his couch until I have a room in college."
"Hello Lisa." Dave replied in a small voice.
"I called Tyler." Lisa said, pointing to her cell phone as if it was a proof. "I'm going to sleep at his place tonight, that way the couch is free for you."
"No, but you can stay." Dave protested.
"Don't break my neck, for once I have a good reason to stay at Tyler's for one night." Lisa said playfully before leaving the apartment.
Sebastian whispered a thank you when she walked past him, his hand still clinging to Dave's, as if he refused to let him go now that he had got him back. Without saying a word, he dragged his friend to his room and went into the dressing room. He took a green T-shirt decorated with an Eiffel Tower.
"It missed you too." Sebastian whispered before taking also black shorts on the same shelf.
He then took Dave to the bathroom, put the clothes on the edge of the sink, took a towel which he placed on the pile of clothes.
"I let you change you. You can take a shower. You should in fact, to warm you. You know the way to come out."
Dave nodded and Sebastian went out, closing the door behind him. He sat on his bed, facing the door of the bathroom, hesitating between smiling because Dave was back in his life and cry because he didn't look fine at all. He rubbed his face in his hands, waiting for Dave to come out of the bathroom. He heard the water running in the next room. Felling that time was going slowly, even if only a few minutes had passed, he killed time by changing too, putting on sweatpants and a tank top and took up exactly the same place, facing the door through which Dave would come out.
He felt his heart sink in his chest when he saw his friend out, finally noticing in the light of the room, how Dave looked tired and downcast. He got up and threw himself to the other boy to hug him.
"Why didn't you come sooner? You know you can always talk to me."
Dave burst into tears.
"I couldn't. I went away from you to save a relationship that I couldn't save. I've put you aside, I know I hurt you and I couldn't come back to you. What would you have thought about me? That I leave you down without hesitation and that I come back to see you as soon as I have problems."
"Hey, shhhh. I care too much about you to think that. I've always wanted you to be happy; the only thing that kept me from tumbling down all this time is that I thought you were happy with him. If I had known ..."
"I believed in it, I believed in it so much. I saw myself staying a long time with him. His jealousy has ruined everything. I don't understand why he did this to us."
Sebastian had a hand in back Dave's and the other absently stroking the hair on his neck.
"He's an idiot. He doesn't know the diamond he let slip through his fingers. He didn't deserve you."
"But then what? Who deserves me? I'll end up alone in an apartment surrounded by cats."
"No, of course not. You didn't find each other yet but I'm sure somewhere there's a man who will see the awesome guy hiding in there." Sebastian said moving one of his hands on Dave's chest where his heart beat. "He'll have no choice but to love him and want to stay with him very long to protect and love him. You'll find him, you'll see. And you'll be happy together until the end of your days."
"How can you be so kind to me when I hurt you so much?"
"I have no choice, I love you." Sebastian blurted out without realizing the words he had used. "You didn't hurt me as much by leaving with him that I now feel to know that you needed me for so long and you didn't dare to come to me."
Sebastian began to sing softly to the hollow of Dave's ear.
Fais-moi une place
Au fond d' ton cœur
Pour que j' t'embrasse
Lorsque tu pleures
Je deviendrai
Tout fou, tout clown, gentil
Pour qu' tu souries
J' veux q' t'aies jamais mal
Q' t'aies jamais froid
Et tout m'est égal
Tout, à part toi
Je t'aime
Fais-moi une place
Dans ton av'nir
Pour que j'ressasse
Moins mes souvenirs
Je s'rais jamais
Eteint hautain lointain
Pour qu'tu sois bien
J' veux pas q' tu t'ennuies
J' veux pas q' t'aies peur
J' voudrais q' tu oublies
L' goût du malheur
Je t'aime
"It's nice but you know I didn't understand a word of what you just sang?"
"I know, it doesn't matter. What matters is that you're here and you're okay."
"I'm so sorry Scar, so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I wasn't thinking, I should never have put you aside like that."
"It's forgotten, you're here now Pooky. Are you hungry? You want something to eat? To drink?"
"No, not really." Dave muttered against Sebastian's shoulder.
The property owner led his friend to his bed, he cleared the duvet, already mess up, off the top with his foot and laid the other boy as he would've done if he was a child. He settled next to him and pulled the covers over them.
"I'm scared Scar. Scared of falling asleep and waking up realizing that I dreamed, that you're not real, that you're not next to me. Scared to realize that I really ruined everything between us, that I chose this moron rather than the best friend I've ever had and that it's really not possible to fix it."
"Hey, there's nothing to fix because it was never broken. "Sebastian turned to Dave and put a hand on his chest against his heart. "I'm here, and I swear I'm not going anywhere. I'll still be here when you wake up."
"You promise?"
"I promise."
Dave turned to the side and they found themselves face to face. He took Sebastian's hand and began to make small circle on the inside of his wrist with his thumb.
"Do you remember? I did that when you were coming to sleep at Sarah's. You were falling asleep alone on the couch but I always ended up finding you in the middle of the night soaked in sweat, restless and shouting in your sleep. At first, I woke you to get you out of your nightmare and I don't really know why I started doing that, but it calmed you and you went back to sleep. Then I didn't wake you anymore, I was just taking your wrist like that and you ended up calm down anyway."
"I remember yes." Sebastian replied, slipping his free hand on Dave's neck to stroke his nape. "I always wondered how Sarah could continue to let me sleep at yours while every time she found us in the same bed."
"She likes you. You were always polite; you helped as much as you could and you didn't wander naked in the living room." Dave said in a whisper. "And besides, she saw that the famous box of condoms in the bathroom was never opened when you were there." he added, laughing.
"Oh, that's clever."
"With you, she'd have reasons to worry about it."
"I think that it was mostly for you she had them."
"Ah, what is certain is that it was not for her personal use she had them." Dave said with a smile.
"I prefer see you like this." Sebastian murmured with a big smile.
Without having really premeditated, Sebastian moved closer and gently pressed his lips against Dave's. Closing his eyes and savoring the moment that only lasted a few seconds, just a pressure of his lips. Then he drew back, almost panicked.
"I ... sorry, I'm sorry. I don't know what ... Oh, damn but what do I have in my mind?"
His rambling was cut by Dave's lips that settled in their turn on his own, he let out a little surprised sigh but quickly let himself respond to the kiss. Their lips parted almost at the same time, allowing their breaths to mingle. Quickly, Sebastian felt Dave's tongue caressing his lips, moving forward timidly as to request access to his mouth. He let out a small sigh, using his hand on the neck of Dave to bring him closer and opening slightly more his mouth to let Dave's tongue enter.
He felt like a shock through his body when their tongues brushed for the first time. Their two tongues twitched against each other gently, taming each other slowly. Suddenly, while they were against each other, Sebastian got the feeling of being too far away; he slid one of his legs between Dave's and the other above, entangling their bodies.
They finally had to separate their lips reluctantly to catch their breath. But very quickly, Sebastian approached again, catching Dave's bottom lip and greedily sucking. He realized how all this had turned him on when Dave flicked involuntary his hips and he felt his friend's erection rubbing against his hip.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't ..." Dave apologized, embarrassed.
In response, Sebastian gave a little jerk, dragging his own erection against Dave's thigh. He'd never have believed without having experience it that this simple gesture could provide him more pleasure than his experienced hand when masturbating alone in his room. He gave another move, a little stronger which brought greater friction to their tensed cocks.
He gently tilt Dave on his back, settling between his legs, hands on either side of his face to hold himself and pressed their cocks together between their bodies. A groan escaped Dave's lips. They began to move together, their hips swaying in a slow pace. Sebastian pressed his lips on Dave's neck sucking and nibbling the delicate skin under his tongue. Small moans escaping from the lips of the boy beneath him, acting directly on his own arousal.
"Oh, Scar ... you ... you ... you should stop ... I ... I ... Oh ... Oh!"
Sebastian redoubled his efforts at these words, pressing even harder against Dave, he shifted his lips just enough to approach his lover's ear, nibbling gently.
"Yes Pooky, come for me. Let go." he whispered in his ear.
Dave's hands that caressed his back chastely went down to rest on his buttocks, pulling him closer even, their hips slightly speeding up. And while a long moan reached Sebastian's ears, he felt the body beneath him shaking. It took him no more to let go too with a sigh and come in his pants as a teenager.
And after all, it was what he was. The day before his nineteenth birthday, he had just erased his only failed sexual experience coming for the first time in his life in the arms of another man. Better yet, a man he loved with all his heart, even if he had never admitted it before.
Dave was almost in the same state. He wondered how he could've believed that Logan could be the one for him. They had had sex together far more intimately than what he had just share with Sebastian and yet, he felt a lot closer to the man who was catching his breath his head resting against his shoulder as it had been the case with Logan. The words escaped his lips without thinking about it.
"Me too, I love you."
"What you mean, you too?" Sebastian asked slightly raising to not be on Dave but next to him, curled up against him, one hand on his chest.
"Earlier, you said that you had no choice but to forgive me because you love me. And me too, I love you. I love you so much it hurts to think I made us loose all this time."
"Oh, I said that?" Sebastian asked rummaging his memory and suddenly remembering the moment the words had escaped him. "Oh, oh yes, I said it." he said with a smile, thinking he had said it even more than once, if they considered the song.
"You said it yes. You want to withdraw it now, maybe."
"No, not at all."
They remained silent for a few minutes in a comfortable silence filled only with their breaths that gradually recovered slowly. Sebastian finally broke the silence in a low voice as not to break the spell of the moment.
"So that's what they call 'making love'? I understand better why they make such a big deal of it."
"I think they would say no because there was no penetration, but I think they know nothing about it." Dave replied, laughing, laying his hand on his chest next to Sebastian's. "I love you, I don't care if they call it like that or not, I made love with you."
Sebastian said nothing, feeling unable to once again say these words out loud. He just put his hand on Dave's and squeezed it gently, like a silent proof of what he felt.
They fell asleep like that, too happy to be in each other's arms for one of them to think to get up to clean up the mess in their pants. They'd probably regret when they wake up, but at this point, they didn't want to part at all, even for just a few seconds.
When he woke up a little later in the afternoon, Sebastian turned in bed, but he was alone. He sighed, letting his fingers run over the cold sheets beside him, clutched the pillow that had been used by Dave against him and plunged his face into it, breathing in the scent of the other boy who he had missed so much and who had left as fast as he had come back. He stifled a sob, thinking that quickly, the smell would have disappeared from the pillow and he'd be alone again, as he had been the last four months.
Even more alone now that he had realized, had finally admitted to himself that he had fallen desperately in love with Dave. He rolled slightly and winced in discomfort, suddenly remembering that he was still wearing the same pants. He got up and went to take a shower, somehow holding back the tears that threatened to spill.
He dried himself quickly, put a clean boxer, just in case Lisa would change her mind and would return. He was going to go back to bed and curl up around his pillow but a noise in the other room caught his attention. He walked to the door and opened it, freezing at the sight that met him. Dave, still wearing the shirt he had lent him, but having exchanged Sebastian 's short by his boxer that must have had dried in the meantime and cooking god knows what on the stove in the kitchen.
"Hey, my Sleeping Beauty, you managed to get some rest?" asked Dave, who had heard the door open, without turning from his task.
"You're not gone?" Sebastian asked in a neutral tone.
"Uh ... No, you wanted me to leave?"
Sebastian ran through the few feet that separated them and hugged Dave sticking against his back, his chin resting on the shoulder of his boyfriend. That's what they were now, right? They hadn't talked about it, but what other word would've been appropriate?
"No, certainly not. I thought you left without saying anything, I was scared."
"You think I'd have left when I have only just told you that I love you?"
"I don't know, I think I don't realize it yet."
"I was just finally hungry, and you slept so well, I didn't want to wake you. I took a shower and I came to make a cheese omelet. You want some? I made enough for two."
Sebastian nodded, rubbing his cheek against Dave at the same time.
"You can get two plates?"
"No, I'd have to let you go to do that." wailed Sebastian.
"You can let go, I won't fly away, I promise."
"You promise?"
"I promise." Dave said with a big smile.
Sebastian pulled away reluctantly from his ... boyfriend (?) time to and came back get two plates to stick against Dave, a plate in each hand, arms slide around him. Dave put down the pan and took the plates from hands Sebastian's put them on the countertop. He took the stove and poured half of the omelet on each plate. Then he turned in Sebastian's arms, put his hands on her cheeks and smiled.
"Do you know how long I haven't kissed my boyfriend?"
"Ah shit, you have a boyfriend?" Sebastian asked, feigning boredom.
"Given what we did a few hours ago, this was a little the name that I intended to give you. Well ... if you're okay with it of course." Dave replied, looking a little uncertain.
"No, I don't know how long you haven't kissed your boyfriend." Sebastian said, drawing a wide smile on his lips.
"I really don't know either, but it seems to me that it was too long ago."
"We should change it now then." Sebastian said, his lips brushing against those of his boyfriend.
Okay, there may had something a little scary to use this term because the last time it happened to them, one as the other, it had rather badly ended, but then at that moment, they weren't thinking about it at all when their lips sealed in a tender kiss.
"We should go eat, it'll get cold." Dave said while trying to retrieve from his boyfriend's arm.
Sebastian suddenly remembered something and tightened his grip, looking a little worried.
"Um ... yes ... can you ... can you turn around ... I'm going to dress a little more and uh ... you don't turn over until I've closed the bedroom door."
"What? Why? Are you cold?" Dave asked, frowning.
"No, that's not it but uh ... please."
"Hey, what's the problem? If I'm your boyfriend, one day or another I'll see you less dressed than that. Well, I hope."
Sebastian was biting his lower lip without loosening his grip around the body of the future teacher. He didn't know how to respond to this argument, he wished it was not true, however, Dave was right, one day, he would be naked and Sebastian couldn't help thinking that this would be the time that would take away from him his brand new joy of being able to call the other man his boyfriend.
He knew too well the process, people loved him, or it seemed, until they discovered his flaws, his imperfections. There was only Chloe who seemed to accept him against the odds. And the biggest of his imperfections in his eyes, he could still hide it under a shirt. But it wouldn't last, he knew, he knew too well.
Dave looked him in the eyes with a reassuring smile; he gently ran his hands behind his back to loosen the hands of Sebastian and stepped back slowly without letting go the hands of the law student. He took the time to let his eyes down along the torso of the man in front of him. He redoubled his concentration not to show his shock when his eyes fell on what probably explained Sebastian's sudden discomfort.
A long scar straight, starting from the waistband of his boxers and up on one side of his stomach to the root of his ribs. Well healed but still pink, proving that it was not so old.
Dave slowly swallowed to pull himself together and blew out some words gently approaching the face of his boyfriend.
"You're handsome. I really don't see why you should go get dressed. Come on; come eat before it gets cold."
He took the two plates and two forks and went to the living room.
"You can bring glasses and water Scar?" Dave asked, realizing how the nickname he had given to Sebastian was appropriate.
Sebastian froze, a little surprised that his boyfriend had used the nickname like before as if nothing had changed when he had discovered the scar he hated for reminding him what he had been through. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, took a bottle of water in the fridge and two glasses and joined Dave who was sit as usual on the floor before the couch, the plates placed on the coffee table. He sat on the couch, his feet on either side of Dave who was leaning back against the cushions.
They lit the TV on a random channel and ate in silence, just happy to be together. When he finished his plate, Dave put it down on the coffee table. He hesitated a few seconds, then got up to sit next to Sebastian and took his hand.
"Can I ask you a question?" he asked, almost in a whisper.
"You mean other than this one?" Sebastian replied, playing the game they had established shortly after they met even though he knew he wasn't going to like the question that was going to be asked.
"Come here." Dave said, drawing Sebastian with him, lying half on the couch, his boyfriend lying on him, his back leaning against his chest
He wrapped his arms around the waist of his young lover, brushed against the scar with fingertips, tracing its contours, following the line up.
"What happened to you?" he asked finally right against Sebastian's ear.
"It's a long story."
"Nothing forces you to tell me if you don't want to, but I have plenty of time if you wanna talk about it."
They sat in silence for a few minutes, just listening to the show that was on TV and that interested neither the one nor the other. Sebastian obviously debating whether he would tell the story of this mark on his belly and Dave not wanting to push Sebastian to talk if he didn't feel ready. Finally, Sebastian grabbed the remote lying on the coffee table and turned off the TV. He put his hands on his boyfriend's and began to speak.
"I was fifteen. I had had a bad day. I had come late for class because I hadn't heard my alarm clock, my teacher in first period didn't like me so much so he had took the opportunity to go after me for the entire course, I had had a bad grade on an assignment, I had cut my finger tip with my knife in the cafeteria ... Only small unimportant things but concentrated in one day. After class, a friend came to my place so we study together. His name was Julien, well, he's still called Julien. We were in the same class at school."
Dave listened patiently.
"It had been a while we felt well that there was something between us that wasn't 'normal'. That evening, I don't really know how it happened, we kissed. On the couch, in front of our opened textbooks."
"That was your first kiss?" Dave asked softly.
"Yes."
"Sounds like better than my first forced kiss with Kurt." Dave joked to loosen the atmosphere a little.
"Yeah, it was good, it was really good. It was soft and warm and tender. It was just ... not the good day. We lived with Chloe and her mother Marie. Chloe wasn't there, it was a Thursday, her parents had driven her to her dance lessons. When they returned, they came in on us kissing each other. Marie said nothing, I just saw her smile and I thought maybe it wasn't going to be so bad eventually. But my father, my father, he was put into a rage. He yelled horrors to Julien. He said he was disgusting and he had no right to touch his son. Julien, he ... he didn't know him; he tried to defend himself, saying he hadn't forced me. But it changed nothing. He kicked him out but he wasn't calmed, so, he turned against me. Marie, I could see her trying to stop him, to calm him down, but she could do nothing. I ended up going to hide in my room. I cried. I don't really know how long. And it hurt everywhere."
"He ... he had hit you?"
Sebastian shook his head from side to side in response and resumed his story.
"I went into the bathroom to look for painkillers in the pharmacy. I found an almost full box. I took one pill. But it still didn't fade. I picked another one. And then another and another. I didn't really realize that I had emptied the box way too fast."
"You ... you wanted to die?" Dave couldn't help but ask, a little hurt at the idea.
"Maybe. I don't know. I just wanted it to stop, no more feel pain like that. Then it's a black hole, I only know what Marie told me later. They went to pick Chloe at dance class. She always came to see me after the dance class to tell me about her course. She came into my room and she ... she ..."
Sebastian began to cry and Dave pressed him a little harder against him, whispering sweet nothings in his ear and Sebastian managed to continue through his tears.
"She found me lying on my bed, asleep. She tried to wake me up but couldn't. She saw the medicine box and she understood. She screamed, cried, they called the paramedics; I was taken to the hospital. I had a gastric lavage. If I had wanted to die, I hadn't chosen the right drugs. It didn't kill me. But I had taken enough that it had screwed up my kidneys. I had to be on dialysis to remove from my blood all the toxins that my kidneys didn't filter any more. I had to go to the hospital almost every day. They started talking about transplantation; I was put on the list for a donor. And then the doctors began to talk about a live donation. My father took the tests but he was incompatible. My mother ... we don't know where she is, so she wasn't likely to do something about it. Marie volunteered to submit to the tests too even though there was little chance that we were compatible as we aren't blood related. This woman is amazing; she has been almost like my mother for years."
"I'm sure your mother would have done it as well if she had been there."
"But she was not. Chloe, she was thirteen. But she wanted to do something if she could. She has been really scared that day when she realized what had happened in my room and she was still afraid. She really didn't like the hospital, but she always insisted on being there every time I had to go. She held my hand while the machines were doing their job and we talked about everything and nothing. She wanted to get tested too. You don't know her, but when she wants, she can be very persuasive. She was underage so there needed the consent of her parents. She eventually managed to convince them, she took the tests and she was compatible. Marie, I'm sure she would've preferred not. At least she wouldn't have had to make the decision. My father, he didn't care, he said that if she wanted her daughter to risk her life for his disgusting son, it was her problem and he would sign what she wanted. That way he didn't have to make the decision."
Dave gently tightened his hand on Sebastian's as a sign of support, still listening patiently, tears starting to roll down his cheeks.
"Chloe has managed to convince her; she said it was not worth it to let her take the tests if it was not to let her do something if it was possible. Marie signed the papers. I didn't really have a choice anyway, as I was underage too, it was my father who decided and it wouldn't have been good for his image to let his son in this state. And then it would prevent him to take me to the hospital so often, he bought his peace."
Sebastian took Dave's hand in his, made him clench his fist, leaving a free finger and guided it to draw a line on his body, barely higher than his scar on the other side.
"They opened her from here to there, they took one of her kidneys, then they opened me like that ..." he said by making trace his scar. "... And they put it there. "He finished laying their hands flat on top of each other on his belly in the middle of his scar.
Dave placed a light kiss on his temple. They sat in silence for a moment, silently weeping, pressed against each other.
"You probably shouldn't stay. You see, I'm just a loser, I let down my little sister, and she had to save my life twice. I made her so much harm. She never shows but I know she's all the time scared that it happens again."
Dave tightened his grip a little.
"And it really may happen again?"
"I don't know, can we really be sure? I think not. I don't want her to live that again. I thought about nothing that day, I just wanted it to stop, feel no more pain. But now ... I know it always eventually get better, you just have to be patient."
"So we'll be two to be patients. You won't get rid of me that easily. You just had a bad time; it can happen to everyone, I am well placed to know. Your own father had insulted you for something you are and you can't change. I know it, believe me, I tried. Anyone would have fallen apart. But you survived, you kept living. You're worth we fight for you."
"How can you be so kind?"
"Someone very wise told me not so long ago 'I have no choice, I love you.'"
Sebastian gently squeezed his hand on the arm of Dave.
"It's my turn to sing you a nice song that says how I feel, okay?"
"You don't even know what it said."Sebastian joked.
"Never mind." Dave retorted before starting to sing close to the ear of the boy in his arms.
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You feel like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
Pardon the way that I stare
There's nothing else to compare
The sight of you makes me weak
There are no words left to speak
So if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that it's real
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
I love you baby, and if it's quite alright
I need you baby to warm the lonely nights
I love you baby, trust in me when I say
Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray
Oh pretty baby, now that I've found you stay
Let me love you baby, let me love you
"I would love to meet them. You think I could go with you to Paris this summer for example? Or maybe it's too early."
"We could go to Paris, but you wouldn't meet them." Sebastian said with a laugh. "They spend every summer in the south of France."
He slowly turned over into the embrace of his boyfriend to look at him in the eyes through the rest of his tears.
"We should do this. They'll love you, I'm sure." he added with a smile.
"I hope so." Dave said, biting his lip.
Sebastian sat up slightly to kiss him tenderly and leaned back comfortably in his arms, his head resting against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. He shivered slightly, Dave reached out to take the folded plaid on the other side of the couch and spread it out on them.
"Are you okay? Are you comfortable?" Dave whispered.
"Yes, you are very comfy. Are you okay, you? I'm not too heavy?"
"No, you're perfect."
"Maybe not perfect, but yes, I'm pretty awesome." Sebastian joked.
"And very modest with it."
They stayed for a moment like this, lulled by the beating of their hearts and their breaths. They finally fall asleep. An urge woke Dave a little later. He watched the boy asleep on his chest, seeming peaceful. Turning his head slightly, he saw the DVD player which indicated 12:20am and the date 03/02/2014. He decided to try to wake Sebastian, because he had to go to the bathroom really quickly before his bladder exploded.
He gently stroked Sebastian's back whispering.
"Hey, Scar. I need you to wake up. Just a little effort my Sleeping Beauty."
Sebastian fidgeted slightly, mumbling.
"No, I still want to sleep. I was dreaming that I was in the arms of the most beautiful man on earth."
"Sorry, you'll have to content yourself with me." Dave said with a laugh.
"It was not a dream then." Sebastian whispered, lifting his head to look at Dave, well, try to watch him with his eyes still full of sleep.
"Happy birthday."
"That's why you woke me up?" Sebastian pouted.
"You're cute. But in fact, I need to get up. I love having you in my arms but now I really, really need to go to the bathroom."
"Oh, oh yes, sorry." Sebastian apologized letting Dave stand. "Come back soon, I miss you."
"I promise."
"You promise?"
"Yes, I promise."
Sebastian curled up in the plaid and waited patiently for the return of his boyfriend. A smile played on his lips, looking back at the day he had just spent.
"What are you thinking about?" asked Dave who had just returned.
"I thought I could almost get used to being woken up in the middle of the night if it's to wake up in your arms."
"Don't get used too much then." Dave said, smiling at the pout of Sebastian. "You're too cute when you sleep, the next time, I'll let you sleep just to watch you."
"You're too emotional for your own good. You come?" Sebastian said, opening his arms, spreading at the same time the plaid. He shivered, feeling the fresh air on his almost naked body.
"Having tried both, even though your couch is comfortable enough ... Your bed is much more. You can come with me if you want; it'll give me the opportunity to wake up a third time with you."
Sebastian stood up to follow Dave in the room with a small pout.
"It's not fair; I woke up with you only once."
"You want me to stay awake until you wake up so that we are equal?"
"No, but promise you'll stay with me if you wake up first."
Dave turned to Sebastian, gently pulled him against him and placed a tender kiss on his lips.
"I promise." A new kiss. "Happy Birthday."
Dave leaned again on his boyfriend to kiss him again, holding him tightly against him, taking the time to explore every inch of the other man's mouth gently.
"And this one was just because I wanted to and I can now." Dave said, departing slightly.
"Beddy-byes." Sebastian muttered, sliding his head in the neck of his boyfriend.
Dave smiled and they returned to bed, curled up against each other. They were close to get caught by sleep again when Sebastian spoke once more, so low that Dave almost missed what he said.
"I can't spend the day with you tomorrow, everyone come to party at noon."
Dave didn't react, already fallen asleep. Anyway, he wouldn't have protested, he wouldn't be the one who would stop his new boyfriend to celebrate his birthday with his friends. They had only been together for a few hours and he wasn't expected that day, so there would be nothing annoying to be kindly sent home. Although he'd lie if he said that he wouldn't miss Sebastian at all during the day.
The day they had spent was quite tiring for both students and their early uncomfortable night on the couch didn't help. They were woken up suddenly by the doorbell.
"Huh, what? What is it?" Sebastian muttered as he straightened all of a sudden, swinging at the same time quite violently Dave's arm that was around him.
"Ouch. Oh, I don't know, we're at your place."
"Oh, sorry, sorry. "Sebastian said, turning to Dave. "I hurt you?"
"No, it's okay. You should go open the door. I think someone's waiting."
"What time is it?"
"Eleven forty-three." Dave replied, raising his arms at his eyes.
"Oh my god, already? How did we sleep that late?"
"It doesn't seem so difficult to me."
"Oh, really?" Sebastian said playfully, straddling Dave, their morning erections accidentally rubbing.
The doorbell rang again.
"Go away, no one's home." Sebastian said, turning his head toward the door.
"I don't think they'll believe it since they're probably there because you invited them for your birthday."
Sebastian made an adorable pout.
"I know, I'm going to tell them that I'm too sick and I cancel."
"No way ... Well, optionally you can go and tell them you're not ready, that they leave you say ... half an hour. So that I have time to ... take a shower and leave before they come back."
Sebastian arched an eyebrow but said nothing. He got up, collected his tank top on the floor and pants that hung in the bathroom, put them on quickly and left the room. He just came back in time to see Dave get into the bathroom and prevent him from closing the door behind him.
"I managed to negotiate, we have an hour. I told them that I badly wanted my boyfriend, now there right away. Besides Lisa, who asked if she could stay with a weird look, they all left without further ado. But on the other side, they said that you had no interest in having fled when they return. "
"Someone already told you that you're totally crazy?"
"It has already been mentioned once or twice. You gonna kiss me nevertheless?"
"I don't know, I must hasten to take a shower." Dave replied cheekily turning decisively away from Sebastian and removing his shirt. He ran his thumbs under the waistband of his boxers and looked at the other man over his shoulder.
"Come or leave but shut the door please."
Then he turned around, deliberately ignoring Sebastian and finally took off his boxers. The other was like frozen, unsure about how to react. Dave stepped into the shower and turned the water on.
"You coming or you changed your mind? Or you have another boyfriend and he's the one you wanted so badly that you sent your friends away."
"Oh no, haven't way, I haven't changed my mind." Sebastian muttered as he undressed hastily, almost falling by hampering in his pants.
Dave turned to face him, with a smile through the pane that began to fog. They took a few seconds to stare hungrily at each other ... especially drawn to these body parts of each other that they had never had the opportunity to see. And no doubt they both loved what they were seeing.
Sebastian joined Dave in the shower which was quite large but was nonetheless very suitable for the brushings between their bodies. Dave ran a hand over Sebastian's neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Their bodies clung instinctively their cocks rubbing one against the other, pulling a moan of pleasure to Dave. He let his hands run over the body of his lover, making them slowly slide down his spine, awarded by the thrill of the man before him. He grabbed his ass and pressed a little more against him, trapping their cocks between them. Sebastian's fingers tightened on the shoulders of his lover.
They began a slow motion, their leaking cocks sometimes meeting with the rhythm of their swaying hips. Dave moaning against the skin of Sebastian, the latter sucking the skin of the shoulder of the other man between his lips. Dave ran his hands up along the body of the law student. He pulled back slightly, drawing a sigh of frustration from Sebastian that he choked in a kiss. One of his hands slipped between them to come and wrap around the dick of the youngest.
Sebastian mimicked Dave's action wrapping his cock with his slender fingers. The two boys made their hands go back and forth, giving them rhythm. Using their free hand to caress, grab the other, their lips tasting the skin of the other. Dave came first in a harsh groan and continued to stroke Sebastian in spite of his quivers. It took no more to the future lawyer to come too.
They hugged each other tenderly, holding one another the time to recover their minds.
"I love you." Dave whispered in the ear of Sebastian.
Sebastian briefly tightened his grip, hoping that it would be enough for his boyfriend without having to say the words. They finished taking their shower, soaping each other with a smile. Then they got dressed and waited for the arrival or rather the comeback of Sebastian's guests.
The songs used in this chapter are 'Fais moi une place' by Julien Clerc and 'Can't take my eyes off of you' by ... well according to Wikipedia, it was first by Frankie Valli, it has been covered so many times that I wouldn't know by myself.
*Translation of the song
Make a place for me
At the bottom of your heart
So that I kiss you
When you cry
I'll become
All crazy, all clown, kind
To make you to smile
I want you to never hurt
To never be cold
And I don't care about anything
Anything, except you
I love you
Make a place for me
In your future
So I rehash
Less my memories
I'll never be
Off, haughty, distant
To make you feel good
I don't want you to get bored
I don't want you to be scared
I want you to forget
The taste of unhappiness
I love you
I don't know the reality of the kidney transplant closely since I'm not a doctor and I don't know either someone that it happened to. I tried to inform myself but I don't pretend that the story of Sebastian is medically correct. Same for the description of the scar, I may have misplaced it or made it too large. I did with the information that I have found. And for what is the transplantation from a living donor, again, I don't have the legal knowledge to be sure that what I related there is really possible because Chloe was underage at the time, I don't know what the law says exactly. I invoke the poetic license for that; let's say it was possible that she gives her kidney to her brother. It is not necessarily in real life.
As you may have deduced, Sebastian's apartment is in the neighborhood of Lincoln Square. To be more precise, on West Giddings Street. It is for those who are interested to go for a ride on Google map (as I have done to decide where he lives) to see what it looks like. And later to situate it in relation to other places I have also chosen more or less this way. We're a perfectionist or you're not.
And uh ... oops, I lied a little. The day you're supposed to love me, it looks like it's now finally.