A/N: Second chapter! Thanks to the 11 people who have already reviewed. I guess Smytheberry is becoming increasingly popular. I just love Grant Gustin. I have been asked if this is mainly a Smytheberry fic and it is. It might be awhile before anything really happens and she may date a few people… but overall, that is the main goal pairing of this story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the songs in my fics. I just own the plot line. And Grant Gustin. :']

"God Rachel," Sebastian started, "Will you please stop calling me Sebbers?"

"But Seeeeeeeeebberrrrs," Rachel whined as he opened the door to his own dorm, sitting her back down on the couch that they were all hanging out on earlier that day. He flicked her forehead and she just looked up at him.

He wasn't going to lie; despite her constantly calling him Sebbers, she was being a really entertaining drunk. Had he known she wasn't going to hold her liquor that well he probably would have monitored her drinking just a little bit. He opened up the little miniature fridge he had plugged up in the back of the room and grabbed a bottle of water, then tossing it to the brunette.

And he hit her in the head with it. Yeah… he probably shouldn't have thrown it at her, but he was just under the assumption she would at least try to catch the bottle that was coming toward her head, but she did nothing. He watched as the thunk made itself present, then falling down next to her. Before he could even say sorry she was bawling like a baby.

"I can't believe you would hit me with a water bottle," she cried out to him, "Everyone just wants to hurt me. I don't know what I did wrong. All I've been trying to do is be myself and everyone hates me."

Sebastian wasn't sure how to react to this situation. He wasn't much of a caring or a compassionate person as it was, plus he didn't typically have to deal with crying women. He crossed the room and sat next to her, patting her shoulder. "I didn't mean to Rachel, really, I didn't. And not everyone hates you. I may hate you but people like Blaine and Kurt definitely love you."

"Oh wow. That's so consoling. Two homosexual guys love you, that's all you need. Screw happiness and all that jazz, as long as you have your gay bee-eff-effs then life is good!" she snapped, slapping his hand away from her shoulder.

For fuck's sake. This girl. He didn't even know that she had meant that kind of hate, "Well, Rachel. I hate to break it to you but there are just some people who are going to use and abuse you, regardless of how you really feel. You have to either learn to pick those people out or let them not weigh a lot in your life. That Finn guy was a douche bag, Rachel and you didn't deserve to be broken up for over something so dumb. But get over it Rachel. You're like what… seventeen years old? There is plenty of life ahead of you."

She just kind of stared at him as he spoke, nodding her head slowly as she reached for the bottle of water, unscrewing the cap and putting the drink to her lips. It was cool and calming and before either or or Sebastian had noticed, she had finished the whole thing. She had since then stopped crying and the two of them were just kind of sitting there staring at each other in silence. What happened next had kind of caught him off guard, but he just let it happen but he was kind of afraid of the rage that Rachel could potentially throw on him if he stopped her. The small girl crawled forward into his lap, him having his legs crossed, and snuggled her face into his neck.

"Down boy." He thought to himself as he just kind of sat there, not exactly sure if he should say something or not.

Rachel yawned and he felt her eyes flutter shut on the skin of his neck, "I'm tireeeed. Nightnight Sebbers."

"Rach—" and before he could protest that she should probably get off and go to the bed or let him get off the couch, she was breathing in little spurts that he recognized as the sound of her sleeping from him having to wake her from Blaine's car earlier that day.

So he just decided to sit there. He knew he would regret just letting her sleep on him later on, whether it be Blaine or Rachel screaming and hitting him. He shifted himself a little bit backward into the corner of the arm and the seat of the couch, resting his head on the back and shutting his own eyes.

"Sebbers~" he heard chime out, something poking his chest repeatedly.

He sighed as he opened his eyes. He figured that they hadn't been asleep long because she was still calling him Sebbers… or it was morning and she had consumed too much alcohol and she was still drunk. He opened one eye, peeking at her and then sideways at the window, glad to see it was still dark, "Yes, Rachel?"

"You're a good guy when you want to be, you know?" She told him and he grumbled.

"Rachel… couldn't you at least wait until it is a decent hour to try and have some sort of a sentimental conversation with me?"

She blinked, her eyes welling up with tears. "Not again!" he thought to himself as she started to cry, her tears dotting his periwinkle shirt, "I'm sorry. I just didn't want to forget to tell you."

He brought his hand up, pinching the bridge of his nose as he fully opened his eyes. His hand made it's way to the top of her head and he ran his fingers through her hair, trying to get her to stop crying. "I'm sorry Rachel, I wasn't mad. Just please stop crying." This girl cried way too much for her own good when she was drunk.

"Would it be alright if I kissed you?" she asked him after a few minutes of him trying to console her.

"Rachel, I'm gay," he tried to persuade her in order to not bring up the fact that he was in fact bisexual but he didn't want to kiss this girl while she was still heavily intoxicated.

"And I had a gold fish when I was twelve."

"… What the hell are you talking about, Rachel?" he asked her, his green eyes showing his confusion in the randomness of the girl.

"I thought we were talking about things that didn't matter," she said flatly as she shifted in his lap so that she was straddling him, "Just one kiss?"

This was ridiculous. He was focusing intently on his dick, trying to keep himself from being aroused by Rachel's actions. If she acted like this when she wasn't drunk, he would probably be more open to just having his way… but he didn't want to have to explain himself to both Blaine and Rachel later on, especially because he could just tell from the person Rachel played off as that she wasn't the kind of person who just viewed sex as sex. Sebastian didn't care about feelings. He grabbed her sides, picked her up, and sat her down next to him, "No."

"But Sebbeeeeeers," she pleaded and he shook his head, "Pleeeeease?"

"No, for the last time," he said, annoyed with the brunette girl, "Will you just go to sleep?"

She stood up, hanging her head dejectedly, as she crossed the room for the bed, pulling back the covers and climbing in, letting her head rest on the pillow. He could hear her inhale through her nose heavily. He really hoped that she wasn't crying all over his pillowcase, "Your pillow smells really nice."

"Thanks?"

"Are you going to come to bed, too?" she asked him, patting the empty mattress next her.

"Only if you promise to keep your hands to yourself," he told her, turning around to face the young woman in his bed.

"Air pinky-promise," she mumbled, holding her pinky up in the air. He crossed the room next, taking the opposite side of Rachel, lying down as far away from her as he could without rolling off the bed. He figured just by stereotypes and what typically happens in these types of situations, Blaine would come storming into his dorm room from wherever he crashed and he would see Rachel and Sebastian in bed together and he would be all, "HOW COULD YOUUU!"

Sebastian watched as she turned onto her side and looked at him, "I just thought I'd let you know that I am a sub-conscious snuggler when I sleep. So I do apologize if I'm all over you when you wake up… Hey. I just got a great idea!"

He swallowed dryly. This was so obnoxious, so the tone with his yes as a response was aggravated. He just wanted to get some sleep, for crying out loud.

"Will you sing me a song… It'll make me go to sleep faster."

"What do you want me to sing?"

"… Just pick a song, Sebbers. I want to sleep."

"Fine."

He really just wanted her to shut up. He had a song in mind when she first asked, and he really kind of hoped that she wouldn't remember it in the morning. He had found it kind of embarrassing that he knew all the words to the particular song, but he had liked it when he was younger.

"Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side
Rainbow's are visions
They're only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told and some chose to
Believe it
But I know they're wrong wait and see." he started, looking into her brown eyes as he continued.

"Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me

Who said that every wish
Would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star
Somebody thought of that
And someone believed it
And look what it's done so far
What's so amazing
That keeps us star gazing
What so we think we might see.

" As he got further into the song, he saw her eyes start to droop, but it almost looked like she was trying her hardest to stay awake so that she could hear the whole song.

"Someday we'll find it
That Rainbow Connection
The lovers the dreamers and me

"Have you been half asleep
And have you heard voices
I've heard them calling my name
Are these the sweet sounds that called
The young sailors
I think they're one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
There's something that I'm supposed to be." Her eyes were barely open as he came even closer to the end of the song, and he smiled sheepishly. She was looking so innocent and adorable right at that moment.

"Someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me." Sebastian finished, and as he sang the last note, her eyes fully shut and she was asleep once again. He yawned once, before his eyes closed as well.

At some point he had woken up when Rachel had rolled right into him and wrapped her arms around him in some sort of snuggle-like-hug. There wasn't much he could do, so he just let her nuzzle into him and tried to go back to sleep.

It took awhile. He was trying to figure out how exactly he would be explaining it to Blaine that he hadn't done anything to Rachel. He shrugged his shoulders at his own thoughts and closed his eyes, letting himself go back to sleep.

"WHAT IN THE HECK?" Was Sebastian's morning call that day. It wasn't from Blaine though, but from the brunette who was all limbs and tangled around him and the comforter. He grinned meekly, waiting for a second before attempting to explain.

"I swear… you or we didn't do anything," he said, holding his hands up in defense of himself much like he had done yesterday, "You were just ridiculously drunk and creeped on by a guy that goes to school here so I took you back here. You did ask to kiss me though, but of course I had to deny. I know how hard it is to resist my sex—what the fuck?"

She had smacked him and pounced from the bed to the ground. He rubbed his face and sighed. He really didn't know why she had to hit him. He sighed and put his pillow over his head, trying to go back to sleep. It was way too early to be up on a Saturday after partying on a Friday.

He heard the television flick on and the Rachel sit down on the couch through the material, and had just about fallen asleep when someone stormed into his dorm, "SEBASTIAN WHERE IS RA—oh, there you are."

Sebastian really wanted to know why all of these people decided to yell so early in the morning.

"Are you alright, Rach?" the other male asked, inspecting her body from what he could see after he came to the couch, "No one hurt you or anything?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Blaine. One of those girls from that other school and I stayed next door in some room that had been left empty," Rachel explained, lying to Blaine.

Sebastian wondered why she had lied to Blaine, "You going to be ready to go home?"

"Yeah. Sebastian, I'm going to leave my number on the coffee table. We need to talk about… performances later. I actually want your opinion on something. You had better call or the next time we meet won't be pretty," Rachel threatened. Once again, Sebastian had to be curious as to why Rachel was acting so oddly.

"Hnngh." Was his only response as the two left and he went back to sleep.

At about one-thirty that afternoon, Rachel's phone started to ring. Rachel just expected it was Sebastian, anyway. Blaine hadn't brought up anything from the party and Rachel wasn't exactly sure what had happened when she was with Sebastian.

"Hey, Sebastian," she answered, really hoping it wasn't a wrong number.

"That's what we're doing"

He was such an ass.

A/N: Find out what they talk about in the next chapter… bumbumbum. Hope you enjoyed. Song was The Rainbow Connection by Kermit the Frog :] Be sure to review, I love to see your input!