Another chapter because I love cheerio Kurt... and they keep getting longer... lol The restaurant they go to is fictional and half based off of a place in my own hometown, that I never actually went inside while living there lol. There is a restaurant in Lima that's pretty close to what I meant, but the place mentioned isn't actually supposed to be it and I changed the surrounding businesses. Also, Kurt's outfit was stolen from the scene where he introduces Burt and Carole in season 1, and he wears the vest again in s3e16.

[Sebastian]

Anyone watching Sebastian as he struts out of his dorm on a Friday night, dressed in slacks and a green silk button down shirt that was slightly too tight, would assume he was heading to one of the gay bars in Columbus. They might be jealous of the fact that he looked all but sure he'd be getting laid, by the smirk on his face and his cocky stride down the hall.

They'd be wrong.

Actually, Sebastian is terrified. He'd spent all of his teen years fucking around and hanging out in bars, but had never actually been on a date before. Not a real one, with no fake IDs or condoms stuffed in his pocket.

No. For once... Sebastian was headed to dinner. With a guy that he's fairly sure is out of his league, and that he hopes to see again. He's more nervous than he possibly could have imagined, especially since he's at least 90% sure tonight won't end in sex.

That didn't stop him from slipping a condom and a single packet of lube in his wallet... Just because he's pretty sure it's not happening, doesn't mean he shouldn't be prepared.

In fact, Sebastian had prepared for tonight so much that he was slightly horrified at himself. Not only had he researched and made reservations at the one nice restaurant in Lima, he'd begged and pleaded with his dad until he'd been allowed to borrow his car. It's not that Sebastian's car isn't nice, it is... but if he's trying to impress Kurt, he doesn't think he's going to do it driving a Volvo sedan.

As he walks up to his dad's car he grins. It's an Audi A5. After he slides into the two door coupe, he looks around inside to make sure there's nothing embarrassing before he starts the car up. Checking his hair in the rear-view mirror, Sebastian pulls out of the parking lot of Dalton and starts the long drive to Lima, hoping he doesn't sweat through his undershirt before he even gets there.

Pulling up in front of Kurt's house, Seb wonders if it's too late to just bail. There's a very good chance that if he actually goes through with this, he's going to embarrass the hell out of himself. And for what? A chance to date some bitchy cheerleader?

Before he can psyche himself out too much, Sebastian looks up and sees that only one of the windows upstairs are lit. The curtains are pulled shut, but he knows that window is probably Kurt's... and he's up there getting ready. Okay... so this could end horribly. But I mean... come on, it's not like I don't know how to charm my way into a guy's pants. It can't be that different to charm myself into a boyfriend. I got a date, right? And he's really hot... I got this.

Checking his hair in the mirror one more time, Seb gets out of the car and walks down the sidewalk to knock on the door. When the door opens the sight that greets him isn't one he expected... at all. Instead of the slightly effeminate boy he's attempting to date or one of his jersey wearing protectors, two of which live with him, he's faced with an older man wearing a flannel shirt and a baseball cap.

He seems slightly familiar looking but he can't quite place why. Regardless, he'd been shocked silent by the normal -if blue collar- looking man. This was hardly the picture Sebastian would have in his head if he'd paused to think about what Kurt's dad would look like. He's still trying to think of something to say when he hears footsteps to his left. Turning, he finds Kurt walking down the stairs wearing a black turtleneck with a dark gray vest with weird... suspender things on it and the tightest gray pants he's ever seen.

Finally able to summon up a smirk, Sebastian says, "Hey, babe. You look amazing."

Kurt grins at Seb as he reaches the bottom of the staircase. "Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself." Turning to the man that opened the door, he says, "Dad, this is Sebastian Smythe. Sebastian, this is my father, Burt Hummel."

As Seb takes in the man's slight frown, it finally hits him where he recognizes him from. Of course. Because it's not like anything could be normal about this boy. Jesus.

After a slightly too long pause, Sebastian manages to force out, "Hello, sir. Nice to meet you. Congratulations on your recent win." When Burt turns to him with his eyebrows raised, Sebastian explains. "My dad is the state's attorney, Vincent Smythe. He expects me to keep track of who I might run into at political functions."

Burt nods. "Thanks. I don't think I've met him yet, but I'll keep an eye out for him." Before he can say anything else, Kurt cuts him off.

"Okay, we're leaving. No interrogations, you know it's pointless. Bye, Dad."

Frowning slightly, Burt says, "See ya, kiddo. Just don't forget your curfew. And good luck."

Kurt scoffs and sails past Sebastian, grabbing his hand as he passes. Once they're outside, he looks to the smaller boy. "Good luck? Something I should know?"

Kurt rolls his eyes. "He knows that after I chased them out of the house, the guys all took their girlfriends out to Breadstix just so that they can 'run into us'. He finds the whole over protective thing funny. It's the main reason you escaped so easily. He knows they'll be more thorough than he would."

Sebastian stops walking toward his car. "Wait, Breadstix? I didn't know you wanted to go there. I made reservations somewhere else." At Kurt's stunned look, he pulls out his phone. "It's not a problem, I can cancel. I should have asked-"

Kurt cuts him off, "No! No, it's fine! I don't even like Breadstix, it's just the only real date place in town, so everyone always ends up there. I just assumed..."

Sebastian pauses, trying to think of something else to say or do. "So... you don't want me to cancel the reservations?"

Kurt waves his hands. "No, really! It's fine, I'm just used to dating here in Lima, where Breadstix is the only option for most of us. So, where are we going?"

When they pull up to the bistro, Kurt's eyes bug out and Sebastian asks, "What? Do you not like this place? I read some reviews online and it looked good enough. It said it was a five star restaurant, although how a town like this got a place this nice, I'll never know."

Kurt turns to him, eyes still wide. "I uh... I don't know. I've never been here. I mean... sure, we all know about this place, but no one ever actually eats here. It's really expensive and high school students just don't have that kind of cash laying around. Although, I guess someone with a car like this wouldn't have that problem, huh?"

Once again lost for words, Sebastian doesn't know what to say. Kurt hadn't said anything about his car when he'd gotten in, just gave him a small grin. Instead of thinking about it too closely, he smirks at him and gets out of the car.

"I think I can swing one dinner, Kurt. I'm surprised you've never been here before though. Your dad is a congressman, surely he can afford it?"

Kurt scoffs. "My dad is a mechanic. He hasn't had a chance to do anything with congress yet."

Seb meets Kurt at the front of the car and leads him toward the restaurant with a hand on the small of his back. When they step inside they can see part of the dining room through the open arch to the left. It's not until Sebastian looks back to the host's podium that he notices the glare aimed his way by the man standing behind it.

Confused, Seb looks behind him to see if there's someone else nearby. Once he assures himself that he's not being paranoid, Sebastian does his best to jog his memory about the young man shooting daggers at him but comes up blank. Figuring maybe the guy was just having a bad day, Seb steps closer to Kurt and leads him forward by the small of his back again.

The small move makes the man turn his anger onto Kurt. Sebastian frowns but decides to ignore the rude employee. He didn't want to make a scene in front of Kurt, but the manager would definitely be getting a call tomorrow about who he chooses to be the first face someone sees when they come in.

"Hi, I have a reservation for 7 o'clock. It's under Smythe."

The man sneers and looks down to his computer. For a few seconds he types and clicks a bit more than it should take to confirm him, and then he looks up with a nasty grin. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir. There seems to be nothing under that name."

Sebastian falters but tries to smile and charm his way through the misunderstanding. "I'm sorry, there must be a mistake. I made these reservations over a week ago."

Glaring, the man says, "No, sir. There's no record of you. Maybe you held it under a different name?"

Still confused, Seb says, "Well, my name is Sebastian Smythe and I wouldn't have put it under Kurt's so I'm not really sure what you mean."

Losing all sense of propriety, the host leans forward to hiss at him, "Maybe you saved it under Ian Sinclair?" Suddenly realizing exactly what the young man's problem was, Sebastian's eyes widen. Before he can say anything, the man snaps out, "At least, that's what you told me it was before you got me on my knees in the bathroom at-"

Sebastian cuts him off. "Nope. That's definitely not possible. Using fake names is only necessary when dealing with trashy people who would cause a scene in a nice restaurant, especially one he works in, not with someone worth taking to dinner." Checking his name tag quickly to find out his name was 'Blake' Sebastian leads Kurt right back outside. "I'll make sure to call your manager tomorrow to tell him what a nice time I had tonight. It was just such an elegant experience, I think he should hear all about it."

As Sebastian closes the door behind him and heads back toward his car, he regrets even getting out of bed this morning. Refusing to even turn to face Kurt, he asks, "So, now what? I didn't really have a back up plan."

Kurt snorts. "Well, we could always go with my first assumption and head to Breadstix. The food sucks and I'm sure most of my friends are there waiting to ambush us, but I promise none of them will be half as much of an asshole as that guy was. And you've already met the only guys that have ever gotten me on my knees, so..."

Sebastian sighs and finally turns back to Kurt, grimacing at him. "I'm so sorry about that. I didn't recognize him or I wouldn't have even opened the door. The fact that I didn't means either I was really drunk or he gave really bad head."

Kurt giggles. "It's fine. I really didn't expect for you to go to this much trouble so it's not a big deal. And I can handle my friends. Lets just go."

Seb just gives him a tentative smile and gets back into the car. When he turns the key only to hear a faint click and no sign whatsoever to the car actually starting, Sebastian has to resist the urge to just slam his face into the steering wheel. Why? Jesus christ. Why did I leave my dorm? Why did I think I could date? Is this karma for all the 'Blake' guys out there?

Flinging his head back on the headrest, Sebastian closes his eyes and tries to pretend that this isn't happening. When he lets out a heavy sigh, he glances over just in time to see Kurt climbing back out of the car. Should have seen that coming. I'd have left as soon as that asshole in there started running his mouth. I should be grateful he put up with this shit as long as he did.

He jumps slightly when Kurt yells, "Pop the hood."

Confused, Sebastian takes a few seconds but eventually pulls the lever and gets out of the car. "What are you doing?"

Kurt cocks an eyebrow at him, looking a little too much like his father if you ask Sebastian, and replies, "I'm checking to see what's wrong. Obviously."

Blinking at him, Sebastian looks from the car to Kurt a few times before asking, "Wait, seriously? You fix cars?"

Kurt shakes his head. "I told you my dad was a mechanic. I've been working in his shop since middle school." He only takes a quick glance inside before he says, "Yeah. That's what I figured. When was the last time this car went in for maintenance?"

Sebastian shrugs. "No idea. Why, what's wrong with it? Do I need to have it towed?"

Kurt smirks at him. "Nope. This should only take a minute. Stay right here, I'll be right back."

After looking down at the car with the hood propped up, Sebastian has to hope Kurt knows what he's doing because he has no fucking clue. He's never been much of a car guy.

Within five minutes Kurt walks back over carrying a plastic bag from a corner pharmacy down the street. He pulls out a bottle of water, baking soda, and a tooth brush before opening a pack of rubber gloves. As he rolls his sleeves up, he explains. "It's the battery. There's corrosion clogging up the terminals. This will just be a quick fix, you need to take it in for a thorough check up and cleaning. It looks like it hasn't had any work done on it in at least a year. A car this nice should be taken car of." He ends with a glare at Sebastian.

"Okay, okay! I get it. It's my dad's car, I'll make sure I yell at him about it."

Kurt smirks but shakes his head, not saying anything as he puts the gloves on and moves toward the car.

Barely ten minutes later, Sebastian starts his car and looks over at Kurt with a mild case of exasperation.

"I seriously have no idea what I'm getting into with you, do I?"

Instead of taking the comment as a compliment, Kurt shifts slightly before looking at Sebastian with a carefully blank face.

"Look. I know that I'm a hard person to date. I've only had one serious relationship and it was with a guy that I'd known for years. He knew what he was getting into with me and he didn't need to be vetted by all of my friends and family because he was already friends with my step brother. Noah was obviously a mistake, but again, we were already friends. I'm a handful. I'm bitchy and pushy, and I like that about me. I won't change. Dating me also comes with a lot of pressure, disguised as loving friends and family. I'm probably not the best person for you to try out dating with. I'll understand if you want to just drop me off back at home."

Sebastian blurts out, "Are you crazy?!" Seeing the flash of hurt in his eyes, Seb really does bang his head on the steering wheel this time before turning to look at him. "Hell no, I'm not dropping you back off. This night has been the Murphy's Law of first dates and you've done nothing but shrug off or fix everything. For fuck's sake, we ran into one of my randoms and not only did you not freak out, you fixed my car! You can throw whatever family and friends you want to at me, I'm not going anywhere. I'm starting to think you're the only person that could survive a date with me."

Kurt giggles and then sits back, pressing against the headrest. "Okay, so what do you want to do? We could still go to Breadstix, where all my friends are waiting to grill you or we could hit a drive through or something."

Thinking for a second, Sebastian says, "Well, I'd rather hit a drive through than face off against the inquisition... but what if I had another idea?" Kurt just cocks an eyebrow. "You're new to this whole, 'son of a politician' thing, but I've got a bit more experience and what I really want to do right now is go back into the restaurant I spent hours checking up on and take you to a nice dinner in a place you've never been."

Kurt smiles at him. "This is a nice car, I'd really hate to ruin the upholstery. But what about that guy?"

Sebastian smirks and turns the car back off, getting out again. When Kurt joins him in front of it, he says, "That's what I was trying to say before. You're new to having an important dad. I'm not. So what we're going to do is walk back in there and ask to speak to a manager. Then we're going to explain who we are and that the host was extremely rude to us and that we'd like to know what happened to my reservation that we both watched him cancel. It should even be time coded for when it was canceled. You up for it?"

Kurt cocks an eyebrow. "After the way that asshole acted? Hells yes. Glaring at me like I stole his man just because you didn't pick me up in a seedy bar. Lets go get a jealous drama queen fired."

Sebastian puts his hand back on the small of Kurt's back and leads him back toward the bistro. Dating might not be so bad if it's with someone almost as snarky and vindictive as I am.

The scene at the restaurant was entirely my husband's fault. It was his idea. I was just going to have them lose the reservation and then I made the mistake of asking his advice, so... that happened.