Kurt made it back home to find the place empty and Sebastian nowhere in sight. He sighed and looked at the clock, it was fifteen minutes past ten and he was wondering where Sebastian could be at this hour. Shaking the thoughts of Sebastian's whereabouts, Kurt walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and opened it, downing half the bottle in one sitting before placing the cap back on. He looked around the kitchen and leaned against the counter, and gazed up at the ceiling. He exhaled deeply and truly did hope that the talk he planned on having with Sebastian would run over smoothly and that they could solve things or at least get past this. Kurt set his bottle on the counter and brought his hand to his face and groaned as he ran his hand down it. How was he going to do this? With Sebastian's constant rage and Kurt's temper always getting the better of him, he was sure tonight would only end in disaster. Though, he supposed he could try to control himself from lashing out and try to keep Sebastian calm enough so they could talk rationally.

The sound of the door opening brought Kurt out of his thoughts and he stood up straight and walked out to go and greet Sebastian. He watched as Sebastian walk into the house with a grocery bag in his hand and locked the door behind him. Sebastian turned around to see Kurt standing there and looked at him, his face expressionless as he walked by the man and made his way to the kitchen. Kurt stood where he was and made his way to the living room and sat down. Sebastian placed what he bought from the grocery store, which happened to be cans of beer and placed them in the fridge, grabbing one for right now, he walked out of the kitchen and made his way to the bedroom, before he was stopped by Kurt, who called his name.

Sebastian stopped walking and turned to look at Kurt, not really in the mood for much of anything right now. "What is it, Kurt?" He questioned tiredly.

Kurt stood to his feet and placed his hands in his pockets. "Can we talk?"

He eyed his boyfriend for a moment before coming and sitting in one of the arm chairs while Kurt sat back down on the couch. Sebastian took a drink of his beer and then licked his lips. "What is it?"

"About earlier, I want to say that I'm sorry about it. I shouldn't have blown up at you the way I did." Although Kurt felt like Sebastian should be the one who should be apologizing right now since he started the entire thing, he decided that it would be better if he started off with an apology.

"Okay." Sebastian said shrugging his shoulders. He began to stand up. "Are we done here?"

Kurt bit down on his tongue to keep from saying something crude and exhaled slowly through his nose, his nostrils flaring slightly. "No," He said softly amazed at the control he was using. "We're not."

Sitting back down once again the younger of the two sighed and motioned for Kurt to continue. "What else is there?"

"I want to talk about what's going on between us; what's been going on with you lately."

Sebastian furrowed his brows slightly. "What do you mean, what's been going on with me? I'm perfectly fine." He scoffed and shook his head. "Look, if we're going to sit here and talk about our feelings and shit, I think I'll pass." He said standing up.

Kurt stood up and took Sebastian's hand in his. "Sebastian I want to talk about your constant jealousy and anger towards me." Kurt spoke calmly.

"My jealousy and anger towards you?" He parroted.

"Yes."

He scoffed and shook his head. "My anger and jealousy are completely fine and under control."

Kurt shook his head. "No, apparently they're not under control."

Sebastian looked at Kurt for a long moment before rolling his eyes and turning to walk away. "I don't feel like having this conversation with you right now, Kurt." He grumbled walking to the kitchen to throw his now empty can of beer in the trash.

Kurt followed him and blocked his way from leaving the kitchen. "Sebastian, we're going to have this conversation."

Sebastian groaned and stretched an arm out to the side. "What do you want me to say? I'm sorry? Kurt, you and I both know that I get jealous and yes, I get angry. That's not nor has it ever been anything new between us." He said dropping his arm to his side and then shrugging his shoulders. "So what is this really about?" He questioned with a raised brow.

"This is about how you think you can control me when you clearly don't Sebastian." Kurt said firmly.

Sebastian arched a brow and crossed his arms, leaning against the counter. "Is that so?"

"Yes, and quite frankly, it's starting to get on my nerves. I'm tired of having to always abide by your rule. Sebastian, you can't control my life and what I do or who I do it with. That's my decision. Not yours."

"You're decision? You're decisions always end up with you trying, threatening or succeeding in leaving me." Sebastian shot back.

Kurt stared at him with wide eyes. "Are you serious? That's what that's all about? Sebastian you know I promised that I wouldn't leave you."

"But you left me anyway!" He shouted.

"Because you cheated on me! What the hell was I supposed to do? Stay here, look you in the face every day and be constantly reminded that you slept with another man?"

"Even before then, you promised you'd never leave." Sebastian said angrily. "So yeah, after you actually left me, I became more possessive and jealous and angry and shit but I have a good reason." He ground out. "I don't want you leaving me ever again, so I do what I can to keep you here."

Kurt sighed deeply and placed a hand on his hip while the other ran down his face. "Sebastian…"

"What else do you expect me to do Kurt?" Sebastian asked, his voice sounding more hurt than Kurt liked. "You know I don't want to lose you and you know that you leaving is what hurts the most, so why is it so bad for me to want to keep you around?"

"Because, Sebastian, you're going about it the wrong way." He sighed. "You think that by restricting me from seeing my friends is going to help? They're the only people who understand what I'm going through." He said, thinking about his conversation with Rachel. "You want me to give up my life just so I can devote it you." He said gesturing to Sebastian. "It doesn't work that way, I won't let it work out that way."

Sebastian stared at Kurt and his expression one of anger and he looked away, his jaw tightened. He folded his arms over his chest and tried to keep himself calm. How was he supposed to get across to Kurt that all he wanted was for Kurt to just stay with him and that although he may have a large input as to what Kurt does with his life, doesn't necessarily make him controlling. He just doesn't want Kurt with the people who continually try to steal the man he loves away from him. He looked back at Kurt, his expression never changing and he let out a noise of frustration.

"Nobody is asking you to give up your life, Kurt!" Sebastian ground out. "All I'm asking is that you at least consider me when you make your decisions!"

Kurt gawked at his boyfriend and then looked away as to keep his self from blowing up. Sebastian knew that's all Kurt wanted to do right now. He knew his boyfriend far better than he knew himself. "Sebastian, all I ever do is put you first." He spat angrily. "You are always the first person I think of when making any kind of decision. Don't you even try to say that I don't put you into consideration, because that is all I ever fucking do." He seethed.

Sebastian took a step closer to Kurt, standing a few feet away from him, his eyes narrowed with flames of anger flashing through green eyes. "Did you put me into consideration when you walked out on me? How about when you pick fights with me just so you can quell your own anger? Or what about the time you nearly left me for good when all of this," Sebastian gestured between the two of them wildly. "Fucking started?!" he shouted.

Kurt shot Sebastian his best bitch glare and jabbed a finger into Sebastian's chest. "Oh, like you're a fucking saint!" He seethed. "You threw my past into my face more than once, knowing how I felt about it. You started all of this between us! Don't you fucking say that I don't consider you. It's you who doesn't consider me." He said dangerously. Sebastian stared at him, knowing what was next. It was inevitable. "You cheated on me. Regardless of how many times you fucking apologize it would never make up for that fact that I trusted you and you broke that trust!" He shouted in anger, tears forming in his eyes. "I fucking trusted you and now I'm not so sure you'll ever get my trust back." He fumed.

Sebastian felt as though he had been stabbed in the heart. He knew that he fucked up royally with Kurt and that he may never get back into his good graces so quickly. But completely losing his trust? That hurt more than Kurt walking out on him. Well, it came damn close. As Sebastian stared at Kurt he watched as the man, bit his lower lip to keep from outright crying his eyes out, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Take it back. Say that you trust me still because, dammit Kurt, that hurts."

"Good," He said forced out through clenched teeth. "Let it hurt, because it is nothing compared to the damage you did on me." Kurt inhaled sharply through his nose when Sebastian pushed him against the nearest wall and gasped when fingers curled around his throat and squeezed. "Seb—"

"Take it back." He whispered, his eyes closed, his expression pained.

Kurt stared at him with wide eyes and brought his hands slowly up to hold onto Sebastian's wrist. "I won't take it back." Sebastian squeezed harder and Kurt gasped, his fingers clawing at Sebastian's wrist, trying to get him to release his hold on his neck. "Bas…let…l-let go."

Sebastian opened his eyes to look at Kurt, his eyes darkening with anger and hurt. "Not until you take it back." He spoke calmly, the tone sending shivers through Kurt's body.

Kurt gasped sharply, his face turning red as he struggled to breathe and release Sebastian's grip. "No," he wheezed.

Sebastian glared at Kurt and drew his fist back. Kurt closed his eyes and braced himself for the punch that was coming but instead jerked when the punch landed next to his head, creating a hole in the wall. Sebastian released Kurt and watched as he dropped to the floor, one hand catching him to keep upright the other flying to his neck as he took in gulps of air to return to his lungs. Sebastian frowned and knelt down in front of Kurt and gripped his hair, pulling his head back so that Kurt was looking at him. Kurt gasped in pain and glared darkly at Sebastian, currently despising him.

"Tell me you still love me."

Tears fell down Kurt's face. "Go to hell, Sebastian." He spat angrily.

Sebastian actually looked hurt at the comment Kurt gave. "I still love you."

"I don't care what you still feel for me, Sebastian. I don't trust you."

"Kurt—"

Kurt shoved Sebastian away from him when he moved in closer and moved away a little, giving them space. "No, you hurt me more than Blaine ever could have."

And if that wasn't a blow to kill, Sebastian didn't know what was. That hurt more than Kurt walking out on him. Sebastian knelt there frozen, his entire face expressing pain and hurt.

"I tried to forgive you." Kurt said with a broken laugh. "God knows I've tried." He sniffed, holding back from positively sobbing. "I just can't. What you did hurt me more than anything I've ever experienced in my life. You wondered why I had trust issues when we got together all those years ago. I told you and you promised—" Kurt let out a broken sob, a hand coming up to cover his mouth. He swallowed down the lump in his throat, tears freely falling down his face. "You promised you would never hurt me the way he did."

Sebastian slowly moved towards Kurt when the other had his eyes closed trying to control himself. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Kurt and held him. Jumping at Sebastian's touch, Kurt pushed Sebastian away from him and shook his head.

"Don't." He hissed. "Don't touch me."

'Hush baby speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry that you pushed me into the coffee table last night, so I can push you off me.'

Sebastian stared at him with wide eyes and frowned. "I never meant to hurt you and you know that. I told you what happened. It wasn't my fault."

Kurt shot him a dirty look. "Like you didn't shake off the drugs. I know you; you can sober up pretty fucking quickly."

"You don't know what happened!" He shouted grabbing at his hair in frustration.

"But you do!" Kurt screamed back. "You knew he'd been coming onto you! I doubt what he gave you was even that strong! You're using it as a fucking excuse to get away with what you did!"

Sebastian's hands dropped to his sides and he narrowed his eyes on his boyfriend noticing the now darkening bruise on Kurt's neck. "Are you accusing me of willingly cheating on you?" He spoke calmly. "Are you fucking serious?!" He shouted, his hands balling up in anger. "After all the shit I've done for you? You accuse me of actually wanting to cheat on you?!" Sebastian voice grew louder with each word, actually causing Kurt to flinch slightly. "Fuck you, Kurt!" Sebastian stood to his feet and stormed out of the kitchen heading to the front door and walking out slamming the door shut behind him, shaking the frames that hung on the wall.

Sebastian walked briskly away from the house they lived in positively furious. He couldn't believe that Kurt would accuse him of doing such a thing to him, willingly! He would never have sex with another man while he was with Kurt. That might have been something he would've done back in high school. His high school years were all about him getting laid, staying out late and having a fucking great time, not caring who it was with. Ever since he's been with Kurt the thought of being with another guy has never crossed his mind once. He was so fucking pissed that if he didn't leave he would've done something he would have truly regretted. He's fought Kurt before but right now he was feeling quite murderous. He didn't trust himself right now. Not one bit.

Sebastian clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging into the palms of his hands. He hated the fact that Kurt actually thought that he would cheat on him. Has he done nothing but prove his love to Kurt over and over again? What the hell was he doing wrong in order to make Kurt even think that he wanted to sleep with another man when he had the man he clearly loved at home with him every fucking day? What the hell possessed him to even say something like that? For Kurt to compare him to fucking Blaine Anderson and have the nerve to say he hurt him more than Blaine had, had just cut far too deep. He gave a shout, scaring a few people who walked past him. He needed to hit something, he needed to release his anger or he was going to fucking explode.

Breathe, Sebastian. Just Breathe. He thought as he stood at a crosswalk. He closed his eyes and took deep breathes, breathing through his nose and out through his mouth slowly. He did this for a few moments and exhaled deeply, clenching and unclenching his hands. He walked across the street when the sign changed and walked to the nearest bar. Yes, this is a moment where it called to get himself drunk. He gave a dry laugh thinking about how whenever there was something wrong between he and Kurt, he would rather drown his sorrows in alcohol. God, he was going to die of alcohol poisoning one of these days.

A couple of blocks later, Sebastian found himself standing in front of a bar. He looked at it and contemplated going in or not. The door opened and two men walked out, one of them slurring his words and hanging over the other man who glanced at Sebastian with an apologetic look on his face. Sebastian turned his head and watched them for a second before looking back at the bar. He really didn't need to drink his problems away. This was one thing he needed to remember. Tonight, he was going to remember it.

Sebastian turned on his heel and began to walk back to his apartment. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and frowned, replaying the argument over again in his head. The conversation started off with Sebastian and his jealousy, and then it ends with Kurt accusing him that he cheated on him willingly. How had things escalated so quickly? He wondered what the hell even goes on inside of Kurt's head. He was like a fucking walking enigma. After all these years of being with Kurt, the man never ceased to surprise him. He groaned loudly in annoyance. Sebastian stopped and leaned against the nearest building. He tilted his head back and stared up at the sky and let out a sigh, watching his breath mingle with the air around him.

What was he going to do when he got back home? How was he supposed to face Kurt and not want to fight him? This was the first time Sebastian has ever not wanted to fight Kurt. Other times he would be willing and ready to fight Kurt, though this time he did not trust himself to be around Kurt right now. He was scared he would do something worse than placing a few bruises and cuts here or there. He actually feared he would place Kurt into the hospital. He felt around in his pockets in search for his keys to his car and swore under breath. He felt his wallet and pulled it out seeing that he did have money and his debit card in there. He would just have to stay at a hotel tonight, possibly tomorrow also. It was a good thing he was off tomorrow, because he didn't want to go home and face Kurt. Not now. He couldn't do it.

Sebastian stood at the curb and signaled for a taxi. As much as a part of him hated to be away from Kurt, he needed to time to cool off and collect himself in order to face his boyfriend again.

The next morning Kurt woke up to an empty bed. He laid there and stared at the pillow Sebastian used to sleep on and closed his eyes feeling tears burn his eyes. He had said hateful things to his boyfriend last night. Things he actually regretted saying to the man. Even though he regretted saying them, what he had said last night was exactly how he felt and thought. Those words had been something he's kept to himself ever since the incident and last night he had let everything out. God, he couldn't even take it back if he wanted to. A part of him was actually glad that he had told Sebastian how he truly felt, albeit he said it in the worst way possible, he felt as though a weight that was on his shoulders have been lifted.

Releasing a breath he didn't realize he had been holding, Kurt opened his eyes and stared at the empty side of the bed. Sebastian hadn't come home last night. He hadn't called to even give an inkling as to where he was and Kurt was worried that he had gotten himself drunk beyond belief somewhere and doing god knows what. He had tried calling Sebastian's cell phone several times having it go straight to voicemail each time. He had given up around one in the morning and finally retreated to bed.

Kurt brought a hand up to his neck and gingerly ran his fingers along the darkened bruise that stood out proudly against his skin. He sighed deeply. It had been a while since Sebastian had choked him. It had shocked him that he went for his neck, he had been expecting Sebastian to throw a blow rather than choke him. He had also thought Sebastian was going to hit him while he had him against the wall, but instead slams his fist in the wall. Speaking of which, he should get that fixed or at least cover it up. Kurt groaned and rolled onto his back to stare up at the ceiling.

When had things in his life gotten so complicated? If someone had told Kurt that he would be dating Sebastian Smythe of all people and be in an intoxicating, abusive relationship with the guy, back when he was in high school he would have laughed until his sides hurt. Now the joke wasn't funny and he was actually living this. This was actually happening to him and he didn't even know how he should handle it. It's been years since he's been with Sebastian and with every argument and with every battle that they have it feels as if it's happening for the first time and that he's living in some bizarre dream he can't wake up from. None of this feels as though this should be happening to him. He often felt like he was living the life of someone else.

But this was his life. This was the life he led. Did he regret it? No. he loved Sebastian despite everything that has ever happened between them. He may not trust Sebastian any longer, but he continued to love him to death. There was just something about the man that made him so intoxicating; it was something Kurt couldn't get enough of.

Kurt threw an arm over his eyes and groaned loudly. What was his life coming to?

His thoughts were interrupted by the chime of his phone. He moved his arm from over his eyes and looked over to the night stand, his heart beating fast in his chest in hopes that the message coming in would be from Sebastian. Kurt reached over and snatched his phone off the night stand and looked at it, feeling a pang of disappointment that the message was from Rachel. He unlocked his phone and first checked if he had any missed calls or messages from Sebastian and sighed sadly when he realized that he didn't. He opened Rachel's message and read it.

Hey, Kurt I was wondering how last night went? Did you two talk and work things out? :) I'm free today this afternoon around 2 if you want to meet up and talk about it. If not then text me back briefing the events of last night. Love you!–Rachel

Kurt sighed deeply and checked the time. It was now going on ten in the morning. Did he want to talk about the events of last night? Well, it had been her idea to talk to Sebastian anyway; he could use advice as to what to do now. It was actually good to have her to talk to. He sent her a message back saying that he would meet with her at the coffee shop near where he lived. He sent her the directions and told her he'd meet her there by two. That ended that conversation seeing as to how Rachel had to go and rehearse for a play.

Kurt opened his contacts and clicked on Sebastian's name and wondered if he should call the man or not. Holding a breath for a moment, he clicked his name and placed his phone to his ear. One ring. Two rings. Three rings.

"This is Sebastian Smythe, sorry I'm unavailable to take your call. Leave your name and number and I'll get back to you as soon as I possibly can. Thanks."

Kurt sighed deeply and hung up the phone. The phone hadn't even finished ringing all the way through. Sebastian really didn't want to talk to him. He sighed deeply. He didn't blame him really. He wouldn't want to talk to himself either after the events of last night.

He should get up and do something other than lie in bed all day until it was time to see Rachel. Maybe by distracting himself, Kurt could keep his mind off of Sebastian and the horrible events of last night until he needed to talk to Rachel.

By the time Kurt met up with Rachel the two had grabbed coffee and began to make their way to Central Park. He listened to her as she went on about Zeke and how he surprised her last night with a finished portrait of her and how he told her that he would make sure that that very painting would be the main one at his upcoming exhibit. She gushed how incredibly adorable it was for him to do something like that for her and how they ended up making love and how absolutely wonderful it was. Kurt looked at her with a grin on his face, happy for her beyond belief. He loved seeing the happiness in her eyes whenever she spoke about Zeke and their relationship. It was truly remarkable. They were so in love with one another, Kurt was wondering when the man would drop down on one knee and propose to girl. They belonged together.

The two of them came up to a bench and took a seat. Kurt adjusted the scarf around his neck slightly, making sure it covered up the bruise that shone darkly against his skin. No matter how much concealer and cover up he used, the bruise was dark. Rachel smiled and looked at Kurt with hopeful eyes and placed a hand on his knee. He looked at her and took a drink of his coffee.

"So, tell me, how did last night go with Sebastian?" Rachel's smile faltered when she saw the look in Kurt's eyes at the mention of Sebastian. "Everything went okay…right?" She inquired softly.

Kurt closed his eyes and tried to force back the tears that threatened to come up. "No," He took a deep shaky breath and shook his head. "They didn't go okay. Things went horribly." He looked down in his lap where he held his cup a little too tight.

Rachel frowned and pulled Kurt in her arms for a brief hug. "Tell me what happened." She said gently pulling back slightly to look into Kurt's wet eyes.

Kurt told her everything that happened last night. He had to stop a few times due to the sobs that overcame him when he went into detail of the horrible things he had said. He had showed her the bruise on his neck and the wince that she did didn't go unnoticed and he continued to tell her how terrible he felt for everything he had said. Though he regretted the way he said those words, there was so much truth in them. That he didn't regret saying what he did Sebastian, he just wished that it had come out better than that. He told her how he hated the look of pain that was on Sebastian's face, how instead of brawling with Kurt, he walked out and hadn't returned any of the calls or messages that he had sent him last night and this morning. That he was worried about Sebastian. Kurt set his now cold coffee beside him on the bench and pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes and gave a broken cry.

"What if I've lost him forever, Rachel? What if he's dead somewhere and those were the last words that I had said to him?" He moved his hands and looked at her a more torn look on his face. "I didn't even tell him that I loved him." He whispered brokenly.

Rachel felt her heart break little by little as she listened and watched Kurt. He was so hurt. She gathered Kurt into her arms and rubbed soothing circles on his back. "I'm sure that he's fine Kurt. Don't you dare think like that." Kurt shook in her arms as another wave of sobs came over him.

Kurt clutched her and tried to get himself under control. He sniffed and let out a shaky breath. "I can't lose him Rachel." He said brokenly pulling back to look at her. She held up a few napkins and he was thankful she had grabbed a few before leaving the coffee shop. He took them appreciatively and cleaned his face before blowing his nose and standing up to throw the used napkins in a nearby trash. He sat back down and rubbed his hands on his thighs and then balled his hands up, trying to will himself not to cry again. He took a few deep breaths and looked at Rachel who sat there patiently giving him time to recover.

"I think it might be time for you and Sebastian to take a bit of a break, Kurt." She said carefully.

Kurt looked at her confused. "A break?" She nodded her head and Kurt shook his head. "Rachel I can't, I—"

"Kurt, I think that this would be good for you two." She watched as his brows creased. She sighed softly and placed a hand over top his comfortingly. "Giving each space would do you two well. Being under the same roof with each other with all of this madness—don't look at me like that—it's suffocating you Kurt. You can't sit here and tell me that when you look at him, you don't see every mistake he's made in the past two months." Kurt looked away and bit down on his lower lip. "It's just a suggestion, Kurt. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. I just," She sighed and shook her head sadly. "I just don't want to see you like this." She finished softly.

Kurt looked at her and ran a hand down his face. "I just don't think I could do it again. Being separated from Sebastian the first time was hard enough."

"You could make it a mutual thing, Kurt. I'm sure as stubborn as he is; Sebastian might come through and agree with you."

Kurt gave a sardonic chuckle. "You don't know Sebastian." He said shaking his head.

Rachel gave a small smile. "But you do. He'll listen to you."

Kurt looked at her and sighed softly shrugging his shoulders. "I suppose." He rolled his neck from side to side and picked up his forgotten now cold coffee. "Let's get out of here and do some well-deserved shopping." He said quickly changing the subject, standing to his feet and tossing the half full cup into the trash.

Rachel looked at him with a small worried expression on her face but nodded her head, standing up also and tossing her empty cup away. "Let's go." She said placing a smile on her face. She truly hoped that Kurt and Sebastian were going to be okay.

Kurt had gone home that day thinking about the conversation he had with Rachel in the park. Could he be separated from Sebastian willingly, was he willing to give them the deserved space they needed in order to ease the ever growing tension between them? Kurt shoved the thoughts away and focused on cleaning up the house from last night's argument and sat at the kitchen table with his laptop and began looking online for a replacement coffee table.

By the time Kurt turned in for bed it was well past midnight and Sebastian had yet to come home. He had tried phoning him few times throughout the day but had no luck. Kurt had went to bed with a heavy feeling in his chest, praying to a god that he doesn't believe in that Sebastian was out there somewhere okay and that he would return home safely. The next evening proved to Kurt that maybe there was a god out there because Sebastian came home and was safe. Kurt breathed out a breath of relief and approached the man with a hesitant smile on his face that Sebastian had not returned. Instead he walked past Kurt mumbling a, hey, before walking to the bathroom and locking it. Kurt took a deep breath and told himself that things were going to get better. That they were going to be fine. They always were. This was just another argument that'll blow over soon.

Even when Kurt reassured himself countless times, things between him and Sebastian did not get better. They were occasionally snapping at one another, the tension between the two of them grew instead of dwindling, their actions were cold and it felt like they were growing distant from one another. They've been fighting both physically and verbally more than ever and it was starting to get to Kurt. Weeks, this has been going on and Kurt was starting to lose his mind.

Sebastian wasn't any better either. He began sleeping in the guest room rather than share a bed with Kurt. When the ivory skinned man called his boyfriend out on it, Sebastian snapped and said, Why should I share a bed with someone who doesn't trust me?, .That had hit Kurt hard and he countered telling Sebastian he hoped sleeping alone could satisfy him. With that being said, it's been three weeks since they've had sex and Kurt was feeling more on edge than anything in the world. When he hung out with his friends, he snapped at them. When he went into work to hand in a few of his article pieces, he was short and slightly cold. He hated this feeling more than anything; always feeling on edge and just how everything was one wrong word away from him exploding.

It was a Thursday night and Kurt was sitting on the couch with his laptop in his lap while having the TV on, playing a rerun episode of Supernatural. He chuckled at something Dean had said and began typing a message to one of his co-workers. His head snapped up when the channel changed to Family Guy. Kurt turned to glare at Sebastian who was sitting in the armchair with a soda in his hand and crossed legs.

"I was watching that." Kurt irritably said.

"Yeah, I want to watch something else." Sebastian said offhandedly.

Kurt bit his tongue to hold back the harshest of comments. "You know I had the TV first. You can't just come in here and change the channel."

Sebastian scoffed and rolled his eyes. "You were on your stupid computer and besides, you've seen the episode before, not like you're missing anything new." He said with a sneer.

Kurt groaned and set his computer on their new coffee table and stood to his feet. "Sebastian, give me the remote." He held his hand out.

Sebastian looked at Kurt's hand and then back up at his face. "No."

Kurt let out a frustrated yell and went to snatch the remote from Sebastian only to have the man jump up and move away from Kurt, a smug look in his eyes. "I want to watch television too, Kurty." He taunted.

Kurt glared and ground his teeth slightly in anger. "You fucker, there's a TV in our fucking bedroom!"

Sebastian quirked a brow and shrugged a shoulder. "I wanted to watch TV out here."

"You wanted to fuck with me!"

He gave a dry laugh. "Newsflash, sweetheart, the world doesn't fucking revolve around Kurt Hummel." Kurt's hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. "Oh, you want to hit me?" Sebastian questioned giving another dry laugh. "I fucking dare you; it won't be the first time this week."

Sebastian taunts were starting to get to Kurt and he balled his fists up then pointed a finger at Sebastian. "I. Have. Had. It." He ground out angrily. "I've fucking had it!" He shouted.

"Oh yeah? Is there something thy highness wants?"

"Space!" Kurt held his hands up to his head and gripped his hair tugging at it. "I need fucking space! I need to be alone and away from you!" He shouted pointing at Sebastian, narrowing his eyes on him.

Sebastian's smug look quickly faded and he dropped the remote in his shock. He gave a short uncomfortable laugh. "You're kidding."

Kurt placed his hands on his hips and gave his best bitch glare. "Did I fucking stutter?"

Sebastian scoffed and took a step closer to his boyfriend. "Are you breaking up with me?" He said dangerously.

Kurt chewed his bottom lip with irritation and looked away, his jaw clenching and tapped his foot irritably. "I didn't say that." He said staring fiercely at the man in front of him.

Sebastian took another step forward. "But you fucking implied it."

Kurt stared at him with a scowl on his face. "I said I need space."

"Yeah, away from me." He snarled.

"I can't do this anymore Sebastian, you and me, need time apart." He said side stepping Sebastian and walking to the bedroom.

What the actual fuck? Sebastian thought as he followed Kurt to the bedroom and watched as he grabbed a suitcase from under the bed. "Oh so you're leaving again?" He growled walking over to Kurt and grabbing his arm.

Kurt wrenched out of his grip. "Not me, you."

"You're kicking me out?" Sebastian questioned astounded.

"I'm not going to go." Kurt said stubbornly crossing his arms across his chest.

Sebastian ran a hand down his face and sniffed nodding his head, giving a wry smile. "Okay, then, if that's how you want to play." Sebastian looked at the nightstand that held their alarm clock, a frame containing a picture of Kurt and Sebastian, a glass half full of water, a book and Kurt's reading glasses and with one sweep, the items flew to the floor.

Kurt's eyes widened and he gestured to the mess that Sebastian made. "What the hell was that?!" He shouted.

"What?" He raised a brow. "Have I done something wrong?" He asked with false innocence, placing a hand to his chest.

"What the fuck, Sebastian, what's wrong with you?"

Sebastian crossed the room and jabbed a finger in his chest. "You're my fucking problem! For fucking weeks, you've been a pain in my ass!"

Kurt looked at him with wide eyes, his expression surprised. "Are you fucking kidding me? I've been a pain in your ass?" Kurt laughed hysterically and fixed a mean glare on Sebastian. "You're the one who walks around this damn house acting as though I murdered your pride along with a goddamned puppy! You're the one who decided to sleep in the guest room. You're the one who has been avoiding me like the fucking plague. And whenever I tried to talk to you, you were the one who blew me off! I tried to make things work but you just don't seem to want the same!"

"Why try to work something out with someone who doesn't trust you?" He spat angrily. Kurt stood there in shock, his mouth hanging open slightly completely speechless. Sebastian released a frustrated noise and then scoffed once more. "If this is what you fucking want," Sebastian marched to the closet and grabbed his things hastily, shoving them into the suitcase. "Wish granted." He said lowly, inches away from Kurt's face.

Kurt stared at Sebastian as the man moved around the room collecting his things. This was actually happening. Sebastian was leaving him. He looked at Sebastian with wide eyes. This was what he wanted right, he wanted space from Sebastian? Kurt watched Sebastian as the man walked out of the room and soon returned a few things from the bathroom. Kurt shook his head and felt his eyes burn with tears. He didn't want to break up with Sebastian; he just needed a little room to breathe. When Kurt reached out and wrapped his fingers around Sebastian's wrist to stop him from packing.

"Bas—"

Sebastian jerked his hand away and looked at Kurt; his eyes wet with unshed angry tears and pointed a finger at Kurt. "Don't." He hissed. "Don't you fucking touch me!" He yelled zipping the suitcase up and slamming it down. He pulled the handle up and dragged it out of the room in a rush.

'Try to touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me, run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy'

Kurt's breath hitched as watched Sebastian walk into the living room and grab his wallet from off of the coffee table. Kurt rushed up to him and placed a hand on his arm; Sebastian flinched from the touch and made distance between them.

"Sebastian, are we breaking up?" Kurt asked in a small voice.

Sebastian stared hard at Kurt and then picked up his keys and held them in his hand. "It's what you want isn't it?" Please say it isn't.

Kurt stared at Sebastian, unable to say anything. He just stared at them man in front of him for what felt like hours, not saying a thing.

"Wow. I won't be bothering you with my presence any longer." Sebastian spoke dryly, his throat constricting with the threat of sobbing right there.

Sebastian walked out of the house without a second glance back at Kurt and slammed the door behind him, leaving Kurt standing in the middle of the living room. Kurt stared at the door and listened to the silence that was now in the house. His lower lip trembled and his vision blurred. Sebastian was gone. He was gone for good. Kurt inhaled deeply and grabbed at his shirt above his heart and gave a heartbreaking sob.

Sebastian unlocked his car and tossed the suitcase inside and slammed the trunk closed. He opened the driver's door and got in slamming that door behind him as well. He sat there in the car and let everything that had just happened sink in. He and Kurt were broken up with one another. The thought sent a wave of both nausea and pain through his body. He hit the dashboard and the steering wheel several times in his anger and agony. Kurt hadn't even stopped him when he asked if this was what he had wanted. Sebastian screamed in frustration and hit the steering wheel again, a string of swears leaving his mouth.

As Sebastian drove to the nearest hotel, tears falling down his face and a pain so deep in his chest and Kurt sat in the living room with his knees up to his chest and back pressed against the couch, crying harder than he's ever had in his life, they both knew that tonight was definitely number one on the list of, worst things that could happen in their life. And the sad part was, they were still so deep in love with one another, but too coward to even say it, even if it meant the slimmest chance of saving their relationship.

A/N: So...don't kill me. But I had to! I wasn't going to have them break up. Originally I was going to have them talk things out rationally and have them walk away giving each other a week or so to clear their heads, but this seemed so much more interesting and fun to play with. I just couldn't not have this play as some big dramatic factor in their lives. So yeah. This was what you were all waiting for. I really do apologize for not updating like weekly or something like that. It's a WIP. Trust me, I am working on trying to get things under control.
Anyway! Tell me what you liked or well, disliked about this chapter!
Peace & Love,
~MizzRawr :3