"Rise and shine, dear brother."

Kurt grunted at the voice, not really awake yet. Why was there a woman's voice in his bed?

He turned his face from where it was hidden in the pillow, to look who dared waking him up.

"Good morning." Santana smiled and rolled onto the side, propping her head in her hand, looking down at her brother.

"Santana…. Why are you in my bed? And why exactly are you waking me this early." Kurt asked and stretched his hand to the other side, to grab his phone from the bedside table.

"Are you looking for this.?" Santana asked and dangled the phone in her other hand.

Kurt scrunched his eyes, why did Santana have his phone? Santana having his phone was never good news.

"Santana." He said and made a move to take the phone, but Santana was quicker and rolled her body out of the bed before he could snatch it from her.

"I'm waking you up because you and i need to talk." She finally answered.

Kurt sat up a little. "About what exactly?" He asked and made a grabby hand toward the device still in Santana's hand.

"I tell you over breakfast." She said and then turned towards the bedroom door, only turning right in front of it and added. "And don't worry, brother dear, i have only been snooping a little." Then she threw the phone, so it landed on the bed and walked out.

Crazy woman, Kurt thought and took the device.

Immediately going to his messages, to see if Santana had been sending off some weird text. But it all looked like it had the night before and he smiled when he saw his conversation with Sebastian from last night, but quickly remembered about this sunday and how he had to talk with Isabelle.

So he got up, put on some sweatpants and a shirt, before walking out in the kitchen.

Santana poured him a cup of coffee then sat in the chair in front of Kurt, looking like she tried to figure something out.

"Santana, could you just tell me instead of looking like your planning my fate?" Kurt asked and took a sip of his coffee, he really wasn't a fan a being waken up.

"Sure thing." Santana offered him a smile.

"Number one, it had come to my knowledge that neither of the dates so far have been pleasing enough for you." Kurt was about to interrupt her, but she held up a hand, so he let her speak.

"Number two, the date with Elliott today is your last, which means this will be the last time going to Sweet Tastings this week. This being if there aren't any other reasons for you to go there." She paused, raising an eyebrow and took a sip of coffee, before she continued.

"Number three, I dumped Noah, we didn't really work, turned out he wanted something more serious, and we both know that that isn't me. Number four, Isabel called earlier with informations about your trip to Europe."

Kurt looked wide eyed at her, deciding to ignore the first three things. "Isabella called? Why didn't you wake me?"

"Because you looked so cute the way your were curled around your pillow cuddling to it and because i can take a message." She said and stood up, taking their laptop.

"She emailed you the details about your flight." She clicked on a few things, waiting for the tickets to load.

"Looks like you will be flying out, on sunday around afternoon."

Kurt took the laptop and turned it his way, true enough he would be going sunday around 2pm, which meant he had to cancel with Sebastian.

"Something wrong?" Santana asked and saw how Kurt sat looking at the screen, biting his lip. "You don't have other plans, this sunday, do you?"

"What..?" Kurt snathced his head to look at her, did she know something?

"You don't seem excited about this internship all of a sudden, so i'm just wondering if there is something holding you up here.." Santana said and walked over to the sink.

"I...I am excited, i think it just hit me right now, that i will actually fly to Copenhagen in 5 days."

Santana smiled at her brother, she was happy for him, he deserved this opportunity.

Later Kurt managed to get hold of Isabel himself and got a few more details on the flight and the hotel where he would be living. She assured him that the company would be paying for it all, so he didn't need to think of that.

Then he got caught up in looking through the latest fashion updates from Scandinavia and before he knew it it was time to get ready for this last date.

As he tried figuring out what to wear he thought back on the last week.

Starting with last Thursday, where he had meet Sam and Sebastian.

Then friday had come and the date with Noah, which didn't go well, but he had gotten to talk to Sebastia some more and learned that he wa the owner of Sweet Tastings.

Saturday the date with Blaine had happened, and he had talked on the phone later that day with Sebastian, falling a little bit in love with the way the green eyes man laughed.

Sunday had been, well very different, because let's face it Chandler was something. Luckily he had talked more and learned more about Sebastian. He smiled when he thought about how he had left with a warm kiss against his cheek.

It was also around then that he had seen himself falling even more for the man when he said goodway with calling him Mon rayon de soleil.

Sebastian's accent did things to him,he could feel his pulse quicken up from time to time and got this tickling in his body when the man talked.

Yesterday Adam had been a sweet surprise, the man was really nice and he sounded sincere when he had told Kurt that he should text him and tell him how it went with Sebastian.

Sebastian... It was funny, because even though he had been presented with five fine men, it all came down to that green eyed man. He looked down at his hands, tracing his fingers and remembered how Sebastian's fingers fitted perfectly around his when they had gotten on a walk yesterday.

Then later that day, Sebastian had asked him out and he was sure that his stomach had almost bursted with small butterflies, bit unfortunately they had died right after when he had come to think about that he had to leave and cancel the date.

He had thought about how to tell Sebastian that he had to cancel, he didn't wanted to do it over the phone, so he had to catch the man at the restaurant, because he didn't knew where he lived.

He looked up in the mirror, nodding to himself. He looked good, tight red pants and a black dress shirt, with a red collar.

This sixth date couldn't go fast enough, because he really wanted to get time to talk with Sebastian.

He knew he wouldn't get the opportunity to talk with him the next three days, because Isabel would need him at work, to help him getting ready for the trip and he knew her policy about no phones when they would be in the zone.

As he made his way towards the restaurant he looked up the information Santana had emailed him about Elliott, sure there wasn't anything about the man that sounded bad. In fact if the things Santana had wrote about how Elliott liked to dress up or how he came to NY to start a band was true, then maybe this could be fun.

He walked inside the restaurant, first letting his eyes drift over the bar, but when Sebastian wasn't there he immediately let his eyes drift over to his table.

And he stopped.

There was a very good looking man sitting there, his hair was styled and he had incredible facial figures and his outfit. Wauv.

The styled man looked up at Kurt.

"You're Kurt, right?" He asked and stood up, offering Kurt his hand.

Kurt smiled. "Yeah i'm Kurt.. Elliott?"

Elliott offered him a smile back and a small wink.

"Elliott , Starchild, you can pick the one you like." He said and sat down.

It didn't take long for Kurt to comment on Elliott outfit, which made the styled man to smile wide.

"You really like it?"

"Yes, it's very theatrical." Kurt said and Elliott stood up and dod a little swirl to show of the outfit.

"Fit's the persona." Kurt said and to his relive Eliott laughed. It was nice that Elliott seemed to get his humor.

They ordered their food, Kurt asked when Sebastian would be in today, which the waiter answered she didn't really know but that he would be here at some point. Luckily it didn't seem to bother Eliott that Kurt mentioned Sebastian's name, because he just scooted forward in his chair and leaned over the table looking at Kurt, when the waiter walked away again.

"So, job? And age?" He asked.

"Sanatan didn't tell you?" Kurt asked and Elliott shook his head.

"Okay, then. Well i'm 24 and i work at Vogue, as an intern."

"Vogue, wow. That really impressive. Do you get to touch the fabrics?"

Kurt laughed, Eliott seem really nice. "Yes, i actually i made a line of men blazers not long ago, which have earned me three months internship in Scandinavia."

"Then you must be quite talented." Elliott answered, then added "Call me if you need someone to model for you someday." He winked.

"I will, i will." Kurt agreed.

There food were served and the two of them continued to talk about vogue and their shared love for fashion and dressing up.

After sometime Elliott excused himself to go to the toilet and Kurt took out his phone, seeing he had a text from Sebastian.

From Sebastian

Still on the date?

I won't be in, before around ten today.

But i really hope your will still be there.

Kurt smiled and typed out

Yes i'm still here.

The date is actually going surprisingly good.

Then he quickly typed another one.

But i would rather it would be you sitting here with me

Was that too much?...The reply came seconds after.

Sebastian

I'm glad to hear it's going well.

You only deserve the best.

Sebastian

I would also rather it would be me sitting there.

And it will be, this sunday ;)

Shit! He had to bring up sunday, how should he reply to that?

Before he could decide, Elliott came back.

"So, who's the lucky guy?"

Kurt looked up "What?"

Elliott gestured to the phone in Kurt's hand "I figured it was a guy, since you were sending heart eyes at your phone. But if you're just having a close relationship with the phone itself, then i'm not judging."

Kurt let a small laugh escape him and took the phone back in his pocket, deciding that he had to wait and talk with Sebastian when he get there.

"As much as i love my phone, we're not that close." He settled with.

"So it was a guy." Elliot winked.

"Yep." Kurt agreed and the both laughed.

"Any recommendations on dessert?" Elliott asked, when their plates were removed.

"The name of the place, nearly scream for you to order something sweet."

"You're right. Actually there is only one things i haven't tasted here." Kurt said and pointed at a number in the dessert menu.

"Macarons with five different flavours and ice." Elliott read out.

"Yeah.. So should we order that and maybe another?" Kurt asked, just when the door to the restaurant went up.

"Yep, let's do that." Elliott said, then he sat back in his chair.

"That man who just walked in, it's a shame you didn't get to see him." He added.

"Ohh." Kurt said, just as someone tapped him on his shoulder, before he turned to see who it was he caught Elliott lifting an eyebrow at him and a smirk playing a his lips.

It was a waiter who stood beside him "Sebastian, just came in, he asked if you had time to see him.?"

"Of course." Kurt agreed and heard a laugh come from his table, so he looked over seeing Elliott sitting grinning at him.

"Sebastian?" Elliott asked, sounded curious.

"Yeh.. Ehm.. Sebastian his ehm.." Kurt started.

Eliott winked at him. "Don't't explain, go talk with the guy. I will sit here and wait for our dessert to come."

"I'm gonna hurry." Kurt said and began walking towards the bar area.

One of the waiters pointed him in the direction of a dark green door behind the bar and told him Sebastian was in there.

Kurt knocked on the door, but don't get an answer right away so he turned the door handle and got in.

He had espected to see a office, but instead it was small hallway, with two doors.

On the first one to the left where the words.

Smythe

So he knocked on that, but there wasn't no one answering there either.

So again he turned the door handle and it opened.

He closed the door carefully behind him and looked around.

This was definitely not an office.

This was an apartment.

He was standing in a livingroom and a very fine decorated one if he should say so, he took a couple of steps forward.

"Sebastian?" He tried, but no answer so he called again, turning around when he heard someone walking in from one of the other rooms.

And holy hell!

Sebastian was in the middle of puting a shirt over his, very very naked chest. And Kurt felt his mouth water and throat goes dry.

"Hi." Sebastian said and walked over to Kurt.

Kurt was still trying to sort the images of what he had just seen, but it was a mix of nakedness, barechest, niipls and stong arms, so he just looked up at Sebastian blinking.

"Are you alright?" Sebastian asked and stood in front of him, looking a little concerned.

Kurt swallowed.

"Uh.. Yeah.."

Sebastian grinned. "Well good to know." Then he crossed his arms, tilting his head.

Kurt stared at the way Sebastian was smirking at him, until his brain kicked in with that he should probably say hello.

"Hi." He squaked. Wow, great job.

"We already said that." Sebastian said and walked even closer.

Kurt let his eyes drift down Sebastian chest, the image still floating around his head.

"You live here?" He finally asked.

And Sebastian smiled at him.

"Yes, this is casa del Smythe." Sebastian said and gestured around, before he settled his hands around Kurt's waist.

Kurt's hand apparently knew what to do, because before his brain could catch up, they had settled themselve on top of Sebastians arms.

"It's really good to see you." Sebastian said, his eyes glittering.

Kurt felt his heart began to race, it was really great to see Sebastian too.

"I missed you" Was what he said instead and then immediately cringed, because that sounded a little needy.

"Really?" Sebastian asked and smiled.

And Kurt forgot all about sounding needy and added. "Yes, really."

"Mon rayon de soleil, i missed you too." Sebastian said and leaned down to leave a kiss on Kurt's cheek and instead of removing his head, he let his nose nussle along Kurt's cheek and closed his eyes, his nose cuddling Kurt's.

Kurt was sure his knees would have collapsed, if Sebastian wasn't holding him.

There was a knock on the front door and Sebastian had to turn his head before calling that the door was open.

One of the waiters stepped in.

"Kurt? Ehmm.. Your date asked to pick you up, he said he had to get going soon."

Kurt blinked a couple of times, before it occurred to him, that the waiter was actually talking to him and that the person the waiter was talking about had to be Eliott.

"Oh, well.." Kurt said and turned towards the door, where the waiter held the door open.

Just when he was about to step out, he turned to Sebastian.

"I have to talk to you, it's something really importent. So can we see each other later?"

Sebastian smiled and walked over taking Kurt's hand.

"Of course. I will be back here, so just come in when you have time." Then he kissed Kurt's hand and gave it a squezze.

When Kurt got back to his table, Elliott had taken on his coat and was standing looking at him.

"So i guess, this Sebastian, is the phone guy, from earlier?" He asked.

Kurt blushed. "Yes."

"Cool. I eh,.. I got this call when you were out there and i kind of want to ask if you want to come with me?"

"With you?" Kurt asked, because he didn't know what Elliott was talking about.

"Yeah. Remember i told you about auditioning for this role to the new musical, they just called and i got second call back." Elliott explained.

"And what does that have to do with me?" Kurt asked, curious of why Elliott wanted him with him.

"Well, i only lived here for a month, so i still need a guide to tell me which way to take and i hoped that you wanted to be that guy."

"Really? You want me to go with you to your call back? Kurt asked

"Yes. We hit if off and you seem like an extremely nice person, so I figured why don't ask you and the bonus is that the callback is taken place in one of the biggest theaters on Broadway." Elliott added.

"Broadway. Wow… "

"So are you in?" Elliott asked, taking Kurt's jacket from his chair.

Kurt took out his phone, he could text Sebastian that he would come back later and then talk with him there, maybe spend the night…. No, no dirty thoughts, just because you saw his chest and his arms flexed when he took on that shirt… No nope..

"I'll go." Kurt said.

So they walked up to the bar to tell them that they wanted to pay the check.

Kurt laid down his phone on the bar surface, to look inside his jacket's pockets, but with but luck.

"Shit, i forgot my wallet"

"I got it covered. You can just pay for a drink sometime when we go out to dance or something." Elliott said and handed over his card to the waiter.

"Thanks Elliott." Kurt said and then the two walked off.

It was around midnight, when Sebastian walked into the restaurant, the place closed an hour ago and he hadn't seen anything of Kurt.

The place was empty, as he walked around he stopped in front of a table - Kurt"s table - and traced the chair lines with his fingers.

Why hadn't Kurt called him?

A tune, made him look up. What was that? Where did he regonize that song from?

As he aproched the bar the music got louder

He looked behind the desk, to see a phone lying there.

There was a label on it "A customer forgot this"

But before the night is through

I wanna do bad things with you

He removed the label just as the music faded and managed to caught a look of the caller ID just before the screen went black

Santana- Sister Bitch

Wasn't that the name of the woman adding him on facebook yesterday?