A/N: Are they finally learning how to have a conversation? Because it's about damn time.

"You can't just let him keep stringing you along like this, Kurt." Mercedes pops a few pieces of popcorn into her mouth and chews before she continues. "I know you really like him, and I'm not saying he's a bad guy, but you deserve someone who isn't afraid to show the world that they want you. You're worth that."

"I just don't want to pressure him into anything," Kurt says with a sigh.

He knows that, in a way, she's right. He does deserve somebody that's proud to be with him. Is that what the problem is? Is Sebastian embarrassed of him? Ashamed? It hadn't really crossed his mind before, but now that he thinks about it, it kind of makes sense. Sebastian has no problem doing things with him, but he doesn't want to be his boyfriend, doesn't want to hold his hand or cuddle or do anything beyond what friends would do unless it's sexual. And of course Kurt likes the sexual stuff – he's a teenage boy, of course he does – but he wants more than that. And maybe it's not that Sebastian isn't ready for all of those things, maybe he just doesn't want them with Kurt. Does he just not want to hurt Kurt's feelings?

"I'm not saying to pressure him into anything," she says, "just tell him that you're not going to wait around forever for him to make up his mind."

"That's pressuring him," Kurt argues.

"No, it's not. It's still his decision either way. But he needs to decide if he wants you or not. It's not fair to you."

"I guess so," he agrees reluctantly, picking at a loose thread on the blanket draped across them.

"Kurt," she drawls warningly, giving him a look, seemingly unconvinced.

"No, I know, you're right," he agrees. "I'll talk to him."

"Good. And you know I've got you if you need me. I'm always here for you babe," she says with a warm smile.

"I know. Thanks," he says, smiling back.

Sebastian has Kurt pressed into the bed, straddling him, mouth hot and wet against his neck. Kurt gasps as Sebastian nips at that spot right there, feeling himself hardening in his pants.

It feels so good. He could let himself get lost in the feeling of Sebastian's hands and mouth on him – and, often, he does. They haven't gone very far together, they've kept it strictly to making out – haven't even taken each other's shirts off – but it feels so good and so right and it almost makes Kurt forget that they aren't actually, technically, together.

Almost.

"Seb, stop," Kurt gasps, pushing gently on Sebastian's shoulder.

Sebastian lifts his head and gazes down at Kurt, eyes dark with lust and lips swollen from kissing and fuck he looks good. "Need to cool down?" the other boy asks with a devilish smirk.

"No, I just," Kurt starts, shifting underneath Sebastian so he can sit up, and Sebastian rolls off to let him, "we need to talk."

The smirk fades slightly from Sebastian's face. "Talk about what?" he asks cautiously.

"Us."

Sebastian stares at him for a moment, and Kurt can practically see him thinking about how to respond to that, and then his shoulders sag. "You're right."

Well, that's not the reaction he was expecting.

"I am?"

"Yeah," Sebastian agrees.

"Okay." He hadn't expected it to be this easy, Sebastian doesn't talk about things, he'd expected some resistance to the idea of having a conversation about this but Sebastian is just agreeing and... somehow, that's worse. Because if Sebastian agrees they need to talk about it, then there must be something really wrong, right?

"So... why do you think we need to talk?" Kurt asks carefully.

Sebastian is looking down at the comforter on the bed, away from Kurt, as he speaks. "I know this isn't fair to you."

Kurt swallows, takes in a steadying breath before he speaks. "You're right. It's not."

Sebastian looks up at him in surprise. "What?"

"You're right," Kurt repeats, "it's not fair to me."

"I'm sorry," Sebastian says, maintaining eye contact.

"So, do you..." Kurt starts, but trails off. It's a hard question to ask. He doesn't want to know the answer, but he needs to know. So, he tries again. "Do you just not want me?"

Sebastian's eyebrows shoot up at that. "What?"

"If you don't, it's fine, I don't want to force you into anything, but... I need to know."

"You really think I don't... Kurt. I feel like I've made it abundantly clear that I want you."

"That's not what I mean. I mean," he takes in another breath, "romantically."

There's silence for another few moments as they stare at each other, and then Kurt speaks again. "Because if you don't, then... then I can't keep doing this, Seb. I can't. I need more than this."

"Okay."

"Okay what?" he asks hesitantly, because this is it, no matter what Sebastian says, there's no coming back from it now.

"I know I haven't been fair to you. I know you want more than... well, than whatever it is we've been doing. And... I do, too."

He'd been preparing himself for the worst. Been prepared for Sebastian to tell him that he didn't want him that way, wanted to end things, he didn't expect... this.

"Oh."

"I, uh... I'm still... I don't know if I'll be any good at this, Kurt. But I want to try. For you. With you."

"If you're not ready... Sebastian, we don't have to– I don't want to do anything if you're not comfortable, I just–"

"No, it's okay, I want to. You deserve that, and I... want to."

"Are you sure?" Kurt asks, praying that the answer is yes because at this point he doesn't think he can handle it if Sebastian changes his mind.

"Yeah," Sebastian says, nodding his head.

"Okay," Kurt says, and he couldn't have stopped the smile that spreads across his face even if he'd wanted to, because Sebastian does want him, wants all of him, want him in all the ways that Kurt wants him back.

"Okay," Sebastian agrees, and he's smiling right back at Kurt.

"So, just to be clear, you mean..." Kurt starts to ask, because he needs to know that they're on the same page here.

"I would like you to be my boyfriend, Kurt," Sebastian says, a little awkwardly, but he's smiling.

"I would like that too," Kurt says, still beaming, and then he leans forward to kiss Sebastian again.

Kurt settles into his seat beside Sebastian at the movie theatre, then turns to look at his boyfriend – his boyfriend – and smiles. "It's our first official date."

Sebastian rolls his eyes. "We've been on lots of dates."

"But they weren't official dates."

"I'm pretty sure they were," Sebastian argues, "we called them dates."

"But we weren't official, so they weren't official."

"I'm pretty sure that's not how it works, Kurt," Sebastian says, reaching into the bag of popcorn and popping a couple pieces into his mouth before offering the bag to Kurt.

"I'm pretty sure that's exactly how it works. We're officially dating now, so this is officially our first date," Kurt replies with a smirk, taking a few pieces of popcorn for himself.

"You're officially the weirdest person I know," Sebastian says, rolling his eyes fondly.

"You're officially the least fun person I know," Kurt counters.

"Oh I'll show you fun," his boyfriend – boyfriend! – says with a smirk, and then Sebastian's hand is on his thigh, fingers pressing into his inseam, and he leans over to whisper seductively into Kurt's ear, "just wait until we go back to my place."

Kurt shivers, feels his dick twitch in his pants with arousal, and swats Sebastian's hand away.

"You're an asshole."

"Does that turn you on?"

"Sebastian," Kurt scolds, because while it kind of does, this is definitely not the time for it.

"That's okay," Sebastian says with a knowing smirk, "I think I've got my answer anyway." His eyes flicker down to the bulge in Kurt's pants, and Kurt blushes furiously.

"You are obscene," Kurt says, keeping his voice low and shifting a little in his chair.

"You're surprised?" Sebastian asks, raising his eyebrows.

Kurt rolls his eyes. "No, I suppose I'm not. Hand me some more popcorn."

Sebastian offers the bag to Kurt, who pops a couple more pieces into his mouth as the lights dim.

The movie starts to play, and the two boys shift a little, getting settled and comfortable. Sebastian rests his arm on the armrest between them, and Kurt stares at his hand there for a moment before deciding that Sebastian is his boyfriend, he can hold his hand if he wants. So he does; Kurt rests his arm beside Sebastian's and slots their fingers together. He feels Sebastian's arm stiffen – so slightly that if he hadn't been expecting it he might not have noticed – but he doesn't pull away. He turns to Kurt, and though it's dark Kurt can see a small smile on his face illuminated by the screen before he turns to look back ahead.

It's... awkward. Kurt doesn't really have another way to describe it. Sebastian doesn't pull his hand away, but he also doesn't... well, he doesn't really participate in holding Kurt's hand. And until now Kurt hadn't really thought there was a way to participate in hand holding, but there definitely is, and Sebastian is definitely not doing it. He doesn't stroke his thumb along Kurt's hand, or squeeze back when Kurt squeezes his hand, or even move his hand or arm for the entire movie, just lets Kurt's hand rest in his, awkward and stiff and it's weird.

When the movie ends, Sebastian does pull his hand away, and as they walk out of the theatre and back to Kurt's car together, Kurt doesn't bother trying to grab Sebastian's hand again.