"Where the hell have you been all week?" Jeff smirked at Sebastian when he and Nick caught him between classes.

"All week? It's Wednesday, Jeff."

"So not the point," Nick rolled his eyes.

"I've been with Kurt," Sebastian gestured toward the stairs. "If I'm going to get hounded, let's do it in my room. Alex won't skip Advanced Calculus unless there's a fire threatening to burn down all of Dalton."

They took the stairs two at a time, and they walked to Sebastian's room in silence.

Sebastian shut the door and turned to his friends. "Okay, what?"

"Have you been staying at his house? Alex said you'd be out all week," Jeff sat down at his desk.

"No, we've been at a motel about halfway between Lima and Westerville. His parents are in D.C. all week, and Sam and Finn have been fighting over who gets the house. So Kurt and I took ourselves out of the equation, and neither one of us has to make the full drive to each other."

"Clever. Strange that Kurt would agree. But clever," Nick nodded.

Why did everybody keep bringing that up with him? Rachel and Finn suggested that he and Kurt had moved too fast. Puck had brought it up the night of fight club. Sam had looked at Sebastian strangely after he'd found out he'd slept with Kurt. Blaine said they couldn't possibly be sleeping together, and now these two.

"What is the big deal? You two are like the fifth and sixth people to bring that up about Kurt."

Nick shrugged, "Blaine kind of said that Kurt was weirded out by sex, and whenever we would joke or flirt around him, he'd get red and flustered. So we stopped. We figured it made him uncomfortable." Nick sprawled out on Alex's bed.

But what was more likely is that Kurt figured out that the flirting around him would set Blaine off, and that's why he wasn't comfortable around Nick and Jeff.

But maybe he was just reading too much into it. Blaine could have just been warning them off.

"And Blaine's flirting was always tame with Kurt in comparison to how he normally flirted, so we just assumed he was doing that to make Kurt more comfortable. I mean, Blaine went after Jeremiah with guns blazing, singing about sex toys and getting the man alone," Nick continued.

"Blaine was going to have Kurt help him practice Baby, It's Cold Outside, and that's as risqué as it got for the two of them, as far as I know," Jeff added. "Blaine was just different with Kurt, and we assumed that was because he really liked him. They went really slow when they got together."

"Okay, I get your point about it," Sebastian kicked off his shoes, prepared to skip the remainder of the class period. "Compared with what you saw in him, he's different with me. But you're not the only people to say this. I've been questioned by a bunch of his friends, and they keep telling me that I'm pressuring him."

Was he? He hadn't gotten the impression from Kurt that he felt pressured to sleep with Sebastian, but he had made it clear from the beginning that he wanted Kurt.

His Firebird sure seemed to love having sex with him.

And Kurt had been the one to rent the room, not Sebastian.

And they'd already slept together before this whole motel business anyway. Kurt had said he'd enjoyed it, and he'd certainly sounded like it. The moans that had echoed throughout the Hummel-Hudson house had certainly been an indication that he'd very much enjoyed sex with Sebastian.

All of that seemed like signs that Kurt had been more than ready. But why was he more than ready? If it was so out of character for him to sleep with Sebastian so early in their relationship, then why had he been willing to do it just weeks into it?

Had Kurt been afraid to say that he wasn't ready? Because Sebastian would have waited as long as Kurt needed, but he'd gotten plenty of signals that Kurt was the one not willing to wait, as long as he hadn't read the signs wrong.

Had Kurt just rented the room for them because he assumed it's what Sebastian wanted?

Fuck.

Relationships made him have to think too much.

"Okay, Kurt will kill me for this, but can I ask you guys something?"

Nick nodded, and Jeff answered in the affirmative.

"Did Blaine ever make it seem like he and Kurt were having sex while they were still going here? I mean, did he talk about it with any of you?"

"Not really. They never really acted like a couple. They held hands, but we never saw them kiss. But I don't know about what went on behind closed doors."

"Nothing did apparently, while they were at Dalton. Okay, you can't tell Kurt I told you this. But I have to figure out something to de-brainwash him."

"What?"

"He thinks he's not sexy. Let me rephrase that. Blaine brainwashed him into believing he's not sexy," Sebastian lay down on the bed and slung his arm above his head.

"What?" Jeff looked shocked.

"Blaine did some shitty things even before cheating, and some of them have stuck with him. He's convinced he's not sexy. Nothing I do or say gets through to him. I've told him over and over, and I've shown him multiple times," Sebastian glanced at them. "And I do mean multiple times," he repeated.

"Gotcha," Nick smirked. "I can't see you not showing him multiple times."

"You just can't help it, can you?" Jeff crossed his arms and glared. "Every time he mentions sex, you just have to comment about it. Do you want me to cut you off? Is that why you tempt fate like you do?"

Nick paled, and Sebastian laughed at him.

"I didn't mean that like it sounded, Jeffy."

"You never do, but these off-hand remarks about Seb's abilities need to stop."

"Okay, married people. Give it a rest. I need help here, and I don't do asking for help. So stop fighting and tell me what to do," Sebastian glared over at them.

"Have you talked to him about it? Maybe he doesn't think you're rushing him at all."

"He didn't seem to. He was the one who rented the room, not me. He texted me the directions and a little puzzle to work out which room I'd find him in. It was all his idea, and believe me, he got rewarded for his stroke of brilliance. But he made a comment last night again, about only being sexy because I made him feel that way. It bothers me, partly because I'm also to blame for him feeling so unsexy."

"Okay, tell us what happened. We're not going to tell Kurt we know, so your balls are safe," Nick suggested.

"Okay, do you two remember doing some song last year about being sexy for a competition?"

"Yes, Blaine's brilliant choice of Animal. Why?"

"Well, afterwards, he apparently told Kurt that his sexy faces during the song looked like he was having gas pains. Ironic, since it came from someone who looks like he's taking a dump when he sings," Sebastian sneered up at the ceiling.

Nick snorted and Jeff laughed at the description.

"Okay listen. Then after that, he tried to tell Kurt about sex, while admitting that the only things he knew came from the internet."

"Oh my god, inappropriate Blaine struck again huh?" Nick bent his head over, shaking it.

"Then, when Kurt didn't want to hear what Blaine had to say about it, Blaine went to Kurt's dad and asked him to tell Kurt about sex."

"What the hell?" Jeff's mouth dropped open.

"It gets worse," Sebastian continued. "All of that happened after Blaine friend-zoned him and made out with his friend Rachel."

"We heard about that," Nick blanched. "Kurt wasn't happy for a while after that party, but I have to give him credit. He didn't criticize Blaine to us. We found out about it when Blaine told us he was going to date her."

"I swear, Nick. I would have disemboweled you if you'd done that," Jeff shook his head.

"Note to self. Never leave Jeff for a girl. Homosexuality, check!" Nick smirked as he made a check-mark gesture in the air.

"So you'll leave me for a guy then?" Jeff smirked.

Sebastian laughed, "Oh god Nick. When will you learn that you just cannot win?"

Nick stared at Jeff, "Really? We're going to go there right now?"

"I'm just kidding Nicky," Jeff winked. "I know you'll only leave me for Seb."

Sebastian snorted, and Nick flushed with embarrassment.

"Jeff, I'm not obsessed with Seb!"

"Did I use the word obsessed?" Jeff crossed his arms. "That's your brain inserting the word obsessed."

"Guys! Focus," Sebastian shouted. "You can fight and have make-up sex later. Help me."

"Okay, sorry Seb. Go on," Jeff turned back to him.

"You really can't tell Kurt I said this. I'm desperate here. I want to deprogram him, but I don't know how. Kurt said that the first time Blaine was interested in sex, he was drunk and had spent all night dancing with me at Scandal's."

He left out the post-Scandal's incident in the car and Blaine's selfishness in bed. There were some things they just didn't need to know, and he wouldn't talk about it at all if he didn't need help.

And Kurt would really kill him if he discussed it with Puck and Sam.

"He's got it in his head that nobody wants him. The guys he used to crush on were straight. Then the first gay guy he found friend-zoned him. Then after they did get together, Kurt got the message that the only way he'd be desirable was if his boyfriend was drunk. How the fuck do I fight that?"

"Sex?" Nick shrugged.

"I've tried that," Sebastian glared. "He knows I want him. Well, he says he knows I want him. But sometimes I wonder if he thinks I only want him for sex." Sebastian grabbed a pillow, covered his face, and groaned loudly.

He threw the pillow and turned to Nick and Jeff, who were staring at him with raised eyebrows.

"What?" Sebastian glared.

"We've just never seen you so worked up over a guy," Jeff smiled. "It's kind of awesome, actually."

"News flash, Jeff. I never have been," Sebastian shot back. "And shut up."

"Okay, we need to convince him he's sexy. Wait, that you think he's sexy? Or that he's sexy regardless?" Nick continued as if Jeff and Sebastian's exchange hadn't even happened.

"Ideally, sexy regardless. I don't know how to get that across to him."

"Threesome?" Nick suggested with a smirk.

"Funny," Sebastian glared. "Like that will help my reputation with him."

"I know he'd never go for that, I was just kidding."

Sebastian shot up off the bed, "No threesome. But you did give me an idea."

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Sebastian left for the motel right after class, but he wasn't expecting Kurt until closer to seven, since he was meeting Dave at the Lima Bean for coffee. He took a quick shower, dressing in shorts and no shirt since he'd end up stripping once Kurt arrived. The closer he was to naked to begin with, the better.

Sebastian's phone buzzed with an incoming call, and he saw that it was his sister.

"Allison?"

"Hey sweetie, how are you?" Allison sounded upset.

"What's wrong? Who do I need to hurt?" Sebastian replied tersely.

Allison laughed wryly, "Nobody. I'm okay. But I need to tell you something."

"Okay, go ahead."

"I'm coming home," Allison did not sound happy about the announcement either.

"No," Sebastian sat up, "you have to stay there Allison. You know how he is. Keep Serena away from him."

"I can't. I lost my job, and I haven't been able to find another one. You know I can't ask for help from him just to stay here, and I can't afford to live in California and feed Serena too."

"Sis, why didn't you say something?" Sebastian squeezed his eyes shut.

"Baby boy, what could you do? You're eighteen."

"I don't know what I could have done. I get it though. Serena comes first. How is my girl?"

"She misses you. She asked about skyping with you the other day. She called it kyping," Allison laughed.

"Oh god, I miss you two so much," Sebastian sighed. "When are you coming home?"

"This weekend actually. Mom sent us enough money for the flight and to ship our stuff. I don't know if she told Dad or just sent me her own money."

"Well, he'll find out soon enough. I'm surprised sometimes that I'm still at Dalton."

"I should have stayed," Allison's voice was full of regret. "You needed me."

"Serena needs you more, Allie. I'm fine. I'll come see you this weekend. I have somebody I want you to meet."

"You're not fine, Seb. I can tell you're not fine. Wait, there's somebody important enough to bring home?" she replied excitedly.

"Okay, maybe I'm not fine, but I will be. And yes there is. His name is Kurt." Sebastian smiled when he heard Serena in the background.

"Can't wait to meet him. I have to go. Serena's sick, and she just started crying again. Love you."

"Give her a kiss for me. Love you too." Sebastian replied before ending the call.

Sebastian put his phone down on the table.

Allison was coming home. It was hard to believe, because when she'd left, she'd told their father that he'd never see her again, and now she had no choice but to come back with her tail between her legs.

And he'd never let her live it down, Sebastian grimaced.

Their father would constantly throw it up in her face, like he did Serena, like he always threw Timothy up in Sebastian's face.

Sebastian had been really surprised at his father's reaction to Kurt. He hadn't demanded that Sebastian stop dating him, and he'd been polite. He wasn't sure that nothing had gone on between Kurt and Sebastian's father. Kurt had seemed upset, but he'd said that it had gone alright.

But Kurt's eyes had looked almost unconvinced, and Sebastian wasn't sure he wanted to press the issue and find out what his father had said. It was nice not being complained at for once.

Even if he wasn't sure why. It forced him to be much more observant and on alert when his father called, but he had years of practice at doing that.

A knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts.

It was probably Kurt. He'd misplaced his key card for the room in his car the night before, and Sebastian had kept his since he was supposed to be the first to arrive today.

Sebastian opened the door, to find Blaine, probably thanks to Rachel Berry.

He sighed in resignation, "What are you doing here?"

"To talk to you," Blaine replied.

"Why?" Sebastian leaned against the door, not planning to let him inside the room.

"We need to talk about Kurt."

"No, we don't. So you can just hold in your over-emoting tantrum face until you get back to your Glee Club and let it out there where it can truly be appreciated for the ridiculousness that it is."

"Quit being a jerk, Sebastian. I really just want to talk," Blaine replied. "Come on, I wouldn't track you down here if it wasn't important."

"Ten minutes. Then you are out of here," Sebastian stood back and let him in.

This was a bad idea, Sebastian could feel it in his bones.

"How did you even know where to find us?" Sebastian glared.

"Rachel. She texted me the day she followed Kurt here. Apparently before she talked to you. She's now decided that you are perfect for Kurt, so she's all about you being together, and the rest of us are confused."

"What do you want?" Sebastian sat down on the bed. "Who Kurt dates cannot be something that you people get this obsessed about. That's just not normal."

"What's going on? I think I deserve to know the truth about it, after everything you did to come between us before," Blaine fidgeted where he stood and looked around the room.

"Ironic huh? I came after you, and you were strong and faithful. But that's because I wasn't after Kurt, wasn't it? David was such a good target because he was after Kurt and not you. Sorry, in all your angst about the break-up, did you forget the reason for it? You know, the cheating thing?"

"This isn't about me, this is about you and Kurt right now," Blaine replied, but he looked away.

"Look, I get it. You love attention," Sebastian regulated his voice, in order to stay calm.

"This isn't about me," Blaine interrupted. "This is about what you're doing to Kurt. You're lying to him. We both know that you've always wanted me. The skyping, the texts, the flirting, the defiance about Kurt finding out. You don't just go from wanting me to wanting him overnight," Blaine sounded angry.

"You're jealous now?" Sebastian chuckled. "You are something else. When I was after you, I was a waste of your time. But now that I see through you, you're so fucking focused on me, it's sad."

"You need to leave Kurt alone. Both of us know you don't want him the way you wanted me. So don't pretend you do, because you'll just embarrass yourself," Blaine replied.

"Embarrass myself? You know, you're not even worth the effort of punching. You going to make a pass at me now? Why else show up here now? I'm sure you know that he's with Bear Cub right now. So go on. Now that we're alone, and now that you've decided I'm worth your time, go on. Make your pass."

Sebastian stood up, holding both hands out to the side in mock surrender, and Blaine flushed.

"I'm not here to fuck you," Blaine replied, pink with embarrassment.

"Yes, you are. That's what you want right? Now that Kurt is the one I want, you can't possibly let that happen right? Why stick with Dave when you've already screwed up his life? Just know this. Kurt has always seen through you. He put up with your shit because he loved you. But he knew exactly what you were doing. You're the reason he stopped acting like himself. You're the reason he pushed people away from him and let you have his spot in his group of friends. You're the reason he almost lost Sam and Puck, because you are a selfish prick who can't stand when people find something else shiny to play with."

"You don't know anything about me and Kurt," Blaine shot back. "He loved me. He said he'd never say goodbye to me, and now he's acting like I don't fucking exist. Like I didn't mean anything to him! Like I was never his whole world!" Blaine shouted.

"That's where you messed up. You weren't supposed to be his whole fucking world. You weren't supposed to want to take people away from him. You fucked with his friends, and in Dave's case, literally, just because they didn't want you. What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I don't fucking know okay!" Blaine sat down hard on the bed, crying. "I don't know why I fuck up. I'm just so fucking sick of it, I know that. I'm tired of being so fucking jealous all the time that I can hardly stand to look at myself. I watch people fawn over him, and I hate it. I just fucking hate it."

"Jesus Christ, Blaine," Sebastian whispered.

"At first I thought it was because I didn't want them trying to take him away from me. But even when I had him, and I knew he'd never cheat, I still fucking did it. He's never done anything like that to me. I'm never satisfied until he's upset about something. I flirt on purpose. I know I do. And I had every intention of sleeping with Dave. I fucking told him I'd make him forget all about Kurt. Just so he'd fuck me, and I don't even fucking want him."

"Blaine, you need to talk to somebody. You have issues that need to be worked out, and you're not going to be able to get that from me. Or from Kurt. He's not your keeper anymore. He doesn't deserve any of the shit you did to him."

"You were supposed to want me," Blaine glared at him, obviously ignoring Sebastian's comments in favor of the Blaine angst hour again. "You were supposed to always want me."

"You need to leave, Blaine. Before you say or do something you'll regret."

"Why, Seb. Why him?"

Blaine looked defeated, tears streaming down his face, and Sebastian had no fucking clue what to say to him. The truth would make him angrier, but a lie would make the entire situation worse.

"You don't get it. This isn't about you. I'm not with him because I can't have you, and you need to accept that the entire fucking world does not revolve around you. Kurt shouldn't have to go through his life trying to change himself so that your life is easier, so that you don't act like a selfish asshole. So that you can have what you want. And it's about damn time someone else stepped up and got that message through to you. And you can bet that I'm not going to let you get near Kurt again."

Sebastian strolled over to the door and held it open for Blaine. "Now leave. I'm not listening to your bullshit anymore, and you need to be gone before Kurt gets here. He doesn't need to hear this from you. He fucking loved you, and all you did was turn him into some game. A competition to show how much better you were than him."

"Fuck you, Sebastian."

"No thank you. You've already played that hand in your little game. And through all this, you're not even really fucking sorry you cheated on him. You're just mad that he didn't put up with it this time. After all, how much did he let you get away with before, right? This was just the next step, and you probably figured you could blame your way out of it. Because it was Kurt's fault for not stopping you, right? Maybe it was Kurt's fault you got drunk and got handsy with Dave. He's such a bad boyfriend for standing in the way of you getting the world to bow down at your feet."

Blaine glared at him, but he hesitated at the doorway before leaving. "This isn't over."

"Of course it isn't, because you haven't won yet. I do understand how this game is played now, you know. The problem is that for you, the game isn't over. For me, the game doesn't fucking exist."