Monday Night at Smythe Residence…

Kurt thanked Sebastian's aunt politely for leading him to Sebastian's room.

"Call me if you need me, alright?" she warned as she left Kurt alone in front of the closed bedroom door.

Kurt didn't know how much she knew and didn't know about what happened. He sighed, this was partially his fault. If he had known how bottled up Sebastian could get and how Dave really felt about him, he would have never…

"What's done is done." Kurt whispered to himself before knocking loudly. "Sebastian?" he knocked again. "Sebastian, open up. We need to talk."

"Go away, Kurt."

Kurt flinched; he could hear the bitterness and misery in Sebastian's tone. 'Crap, David was telling the truth.' "I'm not going anywhere Sebastian, so you might as well open this door so we can talk."

No answer, just sniffing.

"Look, David told me what happ-"

Kurt mentally reprimanded himself as soon as the words left his mouth, 'Shouldn't have said that.' He could already feel Sebastian ready to cut him off.

"Oh, Dave told you what happened? He told you what I said? Why doesn't that surprise me?"

Kurt slapped his forehead. 'Damnit!' That wasn't the best thing to say to a heart broken guy. Kurt hesitated for awhile. "Look-I…I'm sorry about what happened. It was a stupid thing to do. How was I suppose to know that he-"

The door opened wide suddenly, revealing a somewhat put together Sebastian. Sebastian was still in his Dalton Uniform, but there were the tell all signs that he wasn't in the best shape possible: red and puffy eyes, a flushed face, and his shirt was slightly askew.

Kurt had a hard time believing Sebastian could ever "break". But now…

"Sebastian, I-"

The younger boy held up his hand, ceasing Kurt. "Before you say anything. Anything at all, I want you and the rest of the Lost Directions members to know-" He interrupted Kurt again when he noticed Kurt looking aghast. "Don't look at me like that; I know you're going to tell them everything anyway."

Kurt sighed and nodded for him to continue.

"This isn't your fault, alright? I know that. It's not your fault, it's not Blaine's fault, Klaine has no association in this what so ever, and neither does Brittana, or Dave. This was my fault. I accept full responsibility of it."

"Really?"

Sebastian gulped down a sob, "Yes."

Last Tuesday at Dalton…

"You did what?" Jeff asked scathingly. He pulled Sebastian closer and away from the Senior Warblers as they discussed further shows for the summer. "How could you?"

Sebastian rubbed his face, he was didn't feel too guilty about what he had to Dave. "It's the truth, I was just warning him about what could potentially happen if he kept up with his relationship with Lucas."

Jeff sighed and carded his hair, clearly agitated with Sebastian's antics. "You can't just tell Dave that his feelings for Lucas are insincere because of his attraction to Ryan Gosling."

Sebastian shrugged, "It's the truth though. Who wants a relationship based on physical attraction only? And not even your boyfriend's physical attraction, but the attraction of an actor your boyfriend looks like?"

Jeff blinked, "Jesus Christ." He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, "You know what? I actually agree with you."

"Shocking." Sebastian deadpanned, he was ready to walk away but Jeff pulled him back immediately.

"However, two things here: 'who wants a relationship based on physical attraction only?'" he looked at Sebastian in disbelief, "You realize that the only type of relationship you have ever had, right?"

"Look who's calling the kettle black." Sebastian laughed.

Jeff paused, "I didn't say it was bad thing, just pointing out that its weird coming from you of all people, and it makes the second part of what I'm about to say sound even weirder." He cleared his throat for a dramatic effect. "Secondly: just because you have feelings for Dave, doesn't give you carte blanche to sabotage his relationship."

Sebastian had on his best poker face. So good, Jeff was wondering if he really did make a mistake in thinking that Sebastian had feelings for Dave.

"The only feelings I have for Dave are strictly platonic. I just believe that his crush for Gosling shouldn't blind him to the relationship he has going with Lucas."

Jeff looked at him and quirked his head to the side, "Say that again, only without flinching when you say relationship."

Sebastian sighed and started to walk away, but Jeff chased after him and pulled him back. "C'mon. Admit it; you have some non-platonic feelings for David. Otherwise you would have boned that guy from the club as soon as he said hi to you."

Sebastian face twisted with disgust and anger, "Why are you making me sound like a slut?"

"Because you are."

"Thanks." He was off again, but Jeff laughed and threw his arm around his shoulder.

"Wow, you're getting emotional about that? We both know that we're sluts. I thought you had no shame about it?"

Sebastian's frowned, why was he getting all worked up about being called a slut? He did usually own up to that title. "We're gonna be late to glee meet."

The warblers were auditioning spots for their Summer Lovin' Concert they were holding at the state fair in July. So Jeff didn't really care to listen to the Warbler freshman sing Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon, instead he moved closer to Sebastian (who was sitting directly across from Dave, Marshall, and Liam).

"You're waiting for someone to put you together. You're waiting for someone to push you away."

Jeff let out a smug chuckle when he noticed that Sebastian's eyes were directly focused on Dave, and not on the singer.

"There's always another wound to discover. There's always something more you wish he' say."

"You love him." Jeff whispered teasingly into Sebastian's ear.

Sebastian scoffed, "I can do and have done so much better than him. And we, along with Dave, know that."

"But you'll just sit tight and watch it unwind. It's only what you're asking for. And you'll be just fine with all of your time; it's only what you're waiting for."

"I just want to make sure that he's not going to be disappointed or worse, scream out 'Ryan' when they have sex for the first time."

Jeff patted him-almost mockingly-on the knee. "I almost believed that, till you flinched again." He ignored Sebastian's rolling his eyes, "You like him and the idea of sex with his boy-toy isn't sitting well with you."

"If, and that is a strong if, I did love Dave like you say, wouldn't I have tried to get into his pants already?"

"He's everything you want, he's everything you need. He's everything inside of you that you wish you could be. He says all the right things at exactly the right time, but he means nothing to you and you don't know why."

Jeff rubbed his chin, looking across to see Dave looking a bit agitated as Marshall and Liam spoke to him. "No. That wouldn't make any sense."

"Really now?"

"And do you want to know why?"

Sebastian scooted away from him further, but Jeff smiled wryly. "Oh, yeah, scoot further. that will make the truth hurt less."

"I am everything you want. I am everything you need. I am everything inside of you that you wish you could be."

Jeff came in closer, "The reason why I don't believe you at all is because you and I only have sex to get ourselves off, to prove something. What you have for David, it's deeper than sex. And that's scaring you shitless, isn't it?" Jeff smirked when he realized his friend's face becoming pinched.

"I say all the right things at exactly the right time, but I mean nothing to you and I don't know why. And I don't know why."

Sebastian's brain reeled over possible answers and comebacks as the rest of the Warblers stood up and applauded the young freshman.

The middle judge looked at Sebastian, wondering what his take on the freshman's performance was. Sebastian broke out of his thoughts, and looked to see Jeff had moved away from him. "That was good, Neil."

He heard a few members murmur some stuff and received a few raised eyebrows by others. He turned around to see the senior judges look at him awkwardly. The middle judge frowned as he announced Marshall was the next to sing, Simple Math by Manchester Orchestra.

Sebastian fisted his hands into his pockets, not even feeling Jeff pull up next to him again and whisper, "You realize you just complimented a freshman singing a Vertical Horizon song, right?"

"So?" Sebastian hated him, and hated the knowing smile that Jeff had plastered on his face right now.

Jeff's eyes widened, glowing mirth. "Oh, Sebby."

"Hunter eyes. I'm lost and hardly noticed, slight goodbye. I want to rip your lips off in my mouth."

Dave bit the inside of cheeks hard, still upset that Sebastian would accuse his liking of Lucas as a farce. So, he had (still has) a thing for Ryan Gosling, it didn't mean that was the only reason why he was dating Lucas.

Liam punched him lightly on the arm, "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I seriously think Sebastian has a point. Sort of."

"What?" Dave snapped, feeling deceived by just about everyone now.

"And even in my greatest moment doubt. The line between deceit and right now. "

Liam shrugged, "I said sort of, mate. Don't try and bite my head off."

"Sorry. I'm-how the hell did he expect me to react? He was the one that introduced me to him and made me get his number? Why would he set me up with Lucas then? Just for fun?"

"Simple math, it's how our bodies even got here. Sinful math, the ebb and flow to multiply. What if I was wrong and no one cared to mention? What if it was true and all we thought was right was wrong? Simple math, the truth cannot be fractioned, either way…"

Liam didn't want to admit what Aziz had told him and Marshall about Sebastian originally being the one to delete and hide Lucas's number. "You did say that getting Lucas's number was part of a lesson, maybe Sebastian never meant for you two to actually date?"

Dave crossed his arms, looking like he was begrudgingly considering that idea now. "I don't want to break up with Lucas." Dave stated firmly. He liked Lucas.

But he couldn't help but feel his feelings for Lucas and relationship with him was now tainted.

Dave slouched further down in his seat, "I hate him."

"What if you were crazy, would we have to listen then? What if we've been trying to get to where we've always been? What if I was wrong and started trying to fix it? What if you believed me? Everything is brilliant. Oh Oh!"

"Who? Lucas or Sebastian?"

"Sebastian. Everything was going well with Luc, now he's got me double guessing everything."

Liam chuckled, "In all honesty David, I think he was trying to be good mate. Albeit, he went at it the wrong way."

"Geez, you think?"

"What if I've trying to get to where I've always been? What if we've been trying to get to where we've always been? Simple math, believe me, all is brilliant. What if we've been trying to kill the noise and silence?"

Liam took a deep breath and sighed, he knew how conniving Sebastian, but he did feel like Sebastian was trying to look out for Dave (somewhat). "You don't have to break up with him. No one's asking you two to break up."

"Yeah, I know. I just wish he didn't put so much freaking doubts and questions in my head."

"If you're doubting yourself, then…he may have a-"

Dave cut him off with a sharp "I know."

"What if I was wrong and you had never questioned it? What if it was true, that all we thought was right was wrong? Simple math, the truth cannot be fractioned. I imply I've to get it back then. Oh Oh!"

Wednesday morning…

Sebastian dropped his hand to the side, finally giving up on trying to get Dave to notice him from across the hall. He watched Dave give him a quick glance and then walk up the stairs to his next class, Marshall alongside him giving Sebastian a questionable look.

"Aww, is your lover boy still upset?" Jeff teased as he patted Sebastian's head almost condescendingly. "Guess he can't understand good advice when it's given to him, right?"

Sebastian's could feel his ears turn red; he slapped Jeff's hand away, and told him to shut up. But Jeff only chuckled and followed Sebastian as the two went off to study hall. He gently laid his arm across Sebastian's shoulder, "C'mon, cheer up. He'll come around. He's just sulking."

"He's too sensitive still. He takes everything too much to heart." Sebastian seemed to be talking to himself more than to Jeff.

Jeff grinned as the two sat next to Thad, Trent, and Luke. "I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone. I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you."

Sebastian frowned, "Walt Whitman? What are we, the Dead Poets Society?"

Thad raised his eyebrows at that, "Considering this is an all boys school in the middle of nowhere with cut throat traditions and preppy blazers, probably?"

Jeff bit back a smile and shrugged, "It seemed more fitting than When We Two Parted or anything by Pablo Neruda."

Sebastian looked at the group, "I'm not in love with Dave. I'm trying to make him feel better about himself. He's needs to learn how to get out of the suffocating closet."

"You mean the one you told him to go back in?" Trent questioned darkly as he finally looked up from his book.

Jeff looked between Sebastian and Trent, not even bothering to want to diffuse to the tension.

Sebastian smiled coolly, "I'm trying to help him be okay in his own skin, to speak up for himself. I'm like Mr. Keating."

The boys looked at each other in faux-amusement and disbelief that Sebastian would compare himself to the character of Mr. Keating of all people.

"Care to explain O Captain, My Captain?"

Sebastian sighed tiredly, thinking that the comparison was obvious. "I'm trying to give him a voice, give him courage so that he doesn't end up like Neil."

Sebastian couldn't understand why Jeff and the rest snickered at that, "Neil died because of the pressure his father and mother were putting on him."

"And Dave almost died because of the pressure he felt by society. He doesn't have his voice yet, he still can't see the reality ahe-" he snapped his fingers, "That's it, lesson six! That's it!" He picked up his bag and then quickly set it down again. "I've got to get my laptop, watch my stuff!' he barked as he ran out the room.

Jeff let out a sour laugh, "If anything Dave is pretty much a carbon copy of Todd."

Luke smiled down at the desk, "I think we all know who Neil is in this scenario. On the count of three? One…two…three."

"Sebastian." They all stated unanimously.

That evening…

"Luc?" Dave felt his heart and stomach squeeze as his boyfriend stood outside his door, looking extremely good looking in skinny jeans and a navy blue button down. Dave had to force himself to look at Lucas's eyes, instead of his legs. "What are you doing here?"

Luc as smiled, "I was visiting my great aunt and discovered that if I drove twenty minutes north that I would be in a little town called Lima, Ohio and so I thought I could pop in and say hi. Along with bring some dessert." He brought up a blue plastic bag laden with foil packaging inside. "My aunt wouldn't let me leave without her pumpkin cakes. I couldn't say no. You don't mind me dropping by, do you?"

Dave was quick to shake his head and say "No." he moved aside to let Lucas in. It felt so surreal for him to see Lucas in his house. "Do you want to stay for dinner?" He led them to the kitchen and offered him a drink.

"Uh, no that's okay. I don't want to over stay my welcome."

God, he was so polite and sweet and hot and …why the hell did Sebastian say those things?

"No, it's okay. My dad is working late tonight-so I could always use some company for dinner." He added that part quickly once he realized the whole 'dad working late' sounded like a come on. He pointed to the pots and pans on the stove top. "Plenty of food to go around."

Lucas grinned and walked over to the stove, "Forgot, you told me you could cook. What's on the menu tonight?"

Dave blushed as spoon fed Lucas his homemade chili, he felt a chill run up spine as he watched Lucas's tongue dart out and wipe his lower lip. He had to be attracted to Lucas. He set the spoon down on the counter; he had to know the answer.

"Can I try something out?" he asked shyly, stepping closer to the older boy, "Please?"

Lucas could sense his palpable fear; he looked worried for a moment. "Sure. Are you okay?"

Dave didn't answer him, "I just want to try something out, can you close your eyes?"

Lucas did.

Dave cupped his face and pulled him gently towards him, starting the kiss out softly at first but then went deeper. He brushed the sides of Lucas's face with his thumbs and could feel Lucas's hands slide down to his waist and pulling him closer by the loops of his pants.

After a few minutes they pulled away. Lucas rested his forehead against Dave's, but didn't move his hands (neither did Dave). "What brought that on? Don't get me wrong, I liked it, a lot. I thought you wanted to take it slow though?"

Dave licked his lips, (he shivered again as he realized he could taste Lucas on his lips)"I did-I," he let out a low whistle, "I still do. I just wanted to test something out."

They were still close enough that Dave could feel Lucas's chest move as he laughed, "Oh yeah? Did I pass?" he moved his hands to cup Dave's neck, his thumb resting right on Dave's pulse (earning him another shiver).

"Yeah, yeah you passed." Dave smiled honestly; relieved that he could feel something in the kiss that was all Lucas. He got pulled into another kiss and began to enjoy Lucas's tongue coaxing his. He let his hands wonder down and settle on Lucas's hips. He lazily brushed his fingers underneath Lucas's shirt. "Woah." He didn't realize he had said that out loud till he heard Lucas laugh at him. "Sorry, I-" He was brazen and lust filled enough from the kiss to not recognize his embarrassment as he pulled the other boy's shirt up, admiring his abs and his inguinal crease. He let his fingers fan over muscles, loving the way they were contracting.

"See something you like?" Lucas asked his voices throaty and lust filled.

He liked Lucas. And not because he looked like Ryan Gosling.

(But because he something saw in David that needed to be seen.)

Yep, He definitely liked Lucas…

Thursday Morning…

"Good freaking damn dude, what the hell did you do, let Edward Cullen have a go at you?" Marshall exclaimed as they walked to the first class of the day.

Dave hadn't been in school for more than ten minutes before someone noticed the trail of palm size hickies he had on his neck. He tried his best to cover it with his collar, but that obviously didn't work. He wacked away Marshall's hand when he noticed the other boy was ready to touch his neck. "Shh. Do you want the whole school to hear you?"

Marshall bit his lip from laughing, "Do you want the whole school to know that you and Edward were going at it without Bella? Jesus Christ, does it hurt?"

Dave winced as he touched one of them (it went down all the way to his clavicle and there might be one or two on his stomach) "If you have to pick a vampire, couldn't you at least go with Angel or Spike, someone who isn't a disco ball?"

"Dave!" Marshall's eyes were bugging out as he pushed Dave's head to the side to get a better look at the hickies, "Woah, seriously bro, does it hurt?"

Dave shrugged, "Not really. I did more or less damage to him. Guess we got a little too eager last night."

"I thought you wanted to take it slow?"
"I do, I just wanted to make sure that Sebastian wasn't right. And he's not."

Marshall pursed his lips, that sentence didn't seem to end too well to him. "Why do I feel like there's a big but somewhere in that sentence?"

Dave sighed, "There's not."
"A fancier but even, maybe like a 'however'?"

Dave cheeks became red, "Maybe?"

Marshall smiled to himself, "Damn I'm good." He poked Dave, "So what happened?"

"Nothing," Dave sat down on the bench outside their class, "it's just in a few months I'll be leaving and he'll be here, still going to Ohio State. I like him and everything, I just don't…I don't know what I want."

"You know where you're going?"

"Yeah, and it's nowhere near Ohio. We got to talking about everything and we both agreed that we would keep it casual-exclusive still, but casual."

Marshall playfully smirked and wiggled his eyebrows, "Were you talking to him while he drank your blood?" He quickly scooted further from Dave and narrowly missed a punch to the arm.

"I'm kidding. Have you told our lovely Sebastian that you like Lucas or are you still not speaking to him?"

Dave sighed; it wasn't that he was intentionally giving Sebastian the silent treatment. He just needed some space away from him in order to sort his thoughts (and not kill Sebastian). "He sent me a text message this morning." He pulled out his cell phone, "Lesson six is today."

"What's lesson six?"

Dave held the phone up to Marshall, "Lesson Six: Having Reality. What does that mean?"

"No freaking clue." Dave said gratingly.

Marshall sucked in his cheeks, obviously Dave was still pissed. And he knew from experience that Sebastian never once (sincerely) apologized to anyone.

"Okay, I'm afraid to ask, but are you going to need backup or something when you see him?"

Dave bit his lip, "Yeah."

By two in the afternoon Sebastian and Dave changed out of their uniform and ditched the rest of their classes.

Sebastian bit his lower lip as he stole quick glances at Dave, who was resting his forehead against the passenger window. He looked happy and tired at the same time, and good: he had on the dark jeans that Sebastian had bought him, a red plaid button down under a gray cardigan. That did nothing to hide the offending hickies going down his neck.

'Screw you Lucas.' Sebastian thought bitterly, pushing down the idea that Dave was probably wishing he was with Lucas instead of Sebastian right now. "Have you ever been to Gromer's Park?"

Dave didn't answer him.

"Dave!" Sebastian called out louder.

That seemed to snap Dave out of whatever daydream he was in. "What is it, Sebastian?"

Sebastian ignored the forlorn tone in Dave's voice and repeated the question. "Well have you?"

"Never heard of it."

"What about Rainbow Playdates?"

Dave looked at him finally with confusion in his eyes. Cleary the answer was obvious.

Sebatians smiled at him, "It's a playgroup for kids, mostly babies and toddlers, who have gay parents. They meet up almost every day at Gromer's Park." Sebastian explained to an even more confused looking Dave.

"And why are we headed there?"

Sebastian smirked, "To show you that being gay doesn't mean the end of your life or that you have to change your personality to fit a certain mold. You can be who you are now and have a great husband and kids. Your choice."

Dave rubbed his face wearily as Sebastian parked the car and got out, "C'mon, Dave!"

His choice…

'Yeah right.' He got out the car and slowly followed Sebastian to the playground part of the park and instantly recognized the play group. There were a group of five sets of parents with their kids, who were running around like crazy around the playground, some laughing, running, playing, or playing with chalk on the side walk.

Dave couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of him. He felt a small nudge from Sebastian, "Go!" Sebastian ordered.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Go and talk to the parents, play with the kids. I called the leader of group and told him we would be coming." He gently shoved Dave again, "Go."

"And what are you going to do?"

Sebastian looked around the playground, "Play, what else?" He looked over at a small group of kids playing on the monkey bars. "Make room for the big boys kids!" he yelled out.

Dave rolled his eyes and almost jumped a foot when he turned around and saw someone was standing behind him. "Freaking crap!" he exhaled.

The guy, Dave's height, dark skinned, and bald, smiled apologetically, "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." He stuck out his hand, "I'm Christian Alzer. You must be David."

"Uh, yeah-yes. Nice to meet you."

"Same here. Welcome to Rainbow Playdates." Christian greeted him warmly.

"Thanks. Um…do you know why I'm here? Sebastian didn't really tell me anything."

Christian smiled, "He just told me that you wanted to know what living the gay lifestyle meant."

Dave could feel his whole face turn red, why the hell did Sebastian have to make him sound so foolish?

"Shit! That fuc-" Dave bit his tongue, "Sorry. I-I, there's no way to fix what he said, is there?"
Christian laughed, "No, not really. But I got his point though. You'll be surprised by how many people think that the LGBT community is so monochromatic. That there is only one side and role to each letter. We're really a diverse community."

Dave sighed, "Yeah, I know what you mean." Dave briefly explained his situation.

Christian let out a low whistle, "That's a lot to go through. Are you okay?"

Dave was touched by the concern, "Yeah, better I guess."

"It takes a long time to realize that you will never be what you expected to be."

Before Dave could respond, a dark haired guy holding a little girl came running up to Christian, "Hey babe. Can you hold Lily for a second? I think I forgot her lotion in the car." The guy handed off the girl, their daughter obviously, to Christian.

"Wait before you go, I want you to meet Dave Karofsky. Dave, this is my husband Oliver."

Dave couldn't help but feel a bit happy, for the longest time whenever the word 'gay' was brought up to him, the same characteristics would pop into his head: skinny/thin, really muscular, trendy, into fashion/musicals, a bit feminine. All in all, someone like Kurt.

So when he met guys like Christian and Oliver (dark haired, bearded, average looking and somewhat out of shape) he couldn't help but be glad that that idea was just a stereotype and not a requirement.

"Nice to meet you dude." Oliver smiled, his eyes shifted over to their daughter as she began to scratch her arms. "Crap, I really need to get that lotion." He kissed his daughter cheek and then his husband's. "Be right back."

"You can have it all, you know that, right?" Christian questioned him as he noticed Dave stare in awe at him..

Dave smiled shyly. "Starting to now." He pointed to Lily, "Can I?"

Christian smiled, "Yeah! Go ahead." He gently passed off Lily to him. Automatically Lily rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her hand around his cardigan.

"Wow," Christian laughed, "She really likes you. I've never seen her this comfortable with strangers."

Dave kissed the top of the little girl's head, "Yeah? Guess I have a gift." He shrugged.

"Guess you do. Can you see yourself and Sebastian having a family one day?"

Dave spluttered with his answer. "Sebastian and me? No, he's not even my boyfriend, he's just a friend. Besides I don't think he's into bears at all."

Oliver groaned, "Crap, you hit a nerve."

Dave looked between the two men and saw the agitation clearly on Christian's face. "What?"

Christian glared at him, "Do yourself a favor Dave, don't let yourself be bounded by stereotypes and labels, even labels from inside the gay community. It's bad enough when the rest of society is already putting us down and labeling us, we don't need to do that to ourselves." He gently took back Lily so that Oliver could treat her rashes. "And I doubt Sebastian is just a 'friend'."

"What do you mean?"

Oliver smiled at him and pointed at Sebastian, who was now being tackled to the ground by a handful of toddlers.

"You will not take me alive!" Sebastian shouted, clearly having fun with the group of kids as they tried to pin him to the ground and tickle him.

Dave laughed at his antics.

He never knew Sebastian had a soft spot for kids.

Oliver coughed, shaking Dave out of his thoughts. "I don't think Sebastian sees you as just a friend. Mind you, we just met. But the way he was looking at you, he had on the same love struck look we all had at one point." He pinched Christian's cheeks playfully. "You should have seen his pining face. Totally adorable, took forever for him to admit that he liked me though." He kissed Christian on the cheek again and smiled at his husband's petulant pout.

"I was not pining, I was thinking."

"Oh yeah? Of what?"

"Of how you could have ever gone out with that creep from the gym." Christian replied, sticking out his tongue playfully.

"Jerk." Oliver kissed him again, this time on the lips.

"Yeah, but you still love me."

Dave laughed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Damn it." He smiled, "You two are actually making want to get married now."

"You can, you know. When you meet the right guy." Christian gave up on trying to hold Lily, who was frantically kicking to get back to Dave.

Dave took the little girl back, who settled her head down on his shoulder again and wrapped her fingers around his cardigan. "Yeah, I know now."

By the time the playgroup was over, Dave had met a few more of the couples and their kids (John Paul and Craig, Huria and Raven, Chris and Syed, and a few others). And he had taken what Oliver and Christian had said about Sebastian and the way he had been staring at him (pining for him).

He couldn't believe that.

He could never believe that.

Because Sebastian didn't like guys like Dave. He liked guys like Blaine.

(Who freaking doesn't like guys like Blaine?)

He let their opinions about the two fade as Sebastian and him sat down to dinner at his place. During which Dave didn't notice Sebastian's quick glances at him, shy smiles, or sour looks when he mentioned that he would be on a date with Lucas tomorrow and would have to meet with a few college recruits on Saturday.

"We can meet on Sunday, maybe a late movie at your place?" Dave suggested, making sure to emphasize the late part. He didn't want to cancel on his movie date with Kurt; it was starting to become a tradition now.

Sebastian sucked in his cheeks, "Sure, a late movie sounds good. I, I uh, can't meet up with you earlier anyway."

Dave chuckled, "A hot date?" he almost spat out his food when he saw the look of disgust on Sebastian's face.

"GOD NO!" Sebastian said outraged, granted that Dave didn't know that his 'date' was with Kurt. Still, the idea that he would be going out on 'date' with Kurt made him want to vomit.

Dave laughed, "Sorry. My mistake." He failed to calm himself down and offered another apology at the dark look that Sebastian still had on his face. "Sorry." He finally pulled himself together, "How about I come over around seven?"

Sebastian shook his head, "Six. I need an excuse to bail early."

Dave chuckled and took a sip of his drink, "You must be really looking forward to Sunday a lot." Dave joked.

Sebastian arched his brow and smirked, "Yeah, I can't wait."

Dave laughed again, not noticing how domestic the whole setting was until Sebastian offered to wash the dishes while Dave put away the food for his father.

"You can, you know. When you meet the right guy."

Dave had no idea what brought back that piece of advice into his head.

Sunday…

Sebastian stood by his car and looked at his phone again, hoping that Kurt would call or text him and cancel their plans.

"Sebastian?"

Sebastian flinched and cursed out loud.

Kurt smiled at him, obviously expecting the outburst. "Hello to you too."

"You're late."

"Sorry about that." Kurt didn't seem sorry at all. "I thought Blaine was coming but his brother dropped by again unexpectedly."

Sebastian bit back a retort, he wanted to be nice. Knowing that Dave and Kurt were friends, he didn't want Dave to have to choose between him and Kurt.

(Because deep down, he knew if given the option, Dave would pick Kurt over him, every time.)

"No problem." Sebastian gritted out, feigning politeness. "What movie do you want to see?" he asked as the two walked towards the theatre.

"The trailer for that spy movie looked good. How about that?"

Sebastian gave out a silent 'thank you' that Kurt picked a non-rom com. Unfortunately it was the same movie that he wanted to watch with Dave.

"What about that sci-fi film? I heard it was really good?" Sebastian suggested.

Kurt held the door open for him, (why the hell was he being so nice to him?) "I think they ran out of tickets for that one."

Sebastian was about to suggest another flick when he noticed a guy standing in front of them. He was tall and buff looking, with dark hair. Without realizing, he called out the guy. "Dave?"

Suddenly, the guy turned around.

It was Dave.

Sebastian could feel all the air leave his lungs as the color drained from Dave's face.

He heard Kurt say something ("I thought Dave would like to join us."), but to Sebastian it just sounded like white noise.

Because at that moment everything clicked.

Dave didn't know he was coming.

Because Dave wasn't expecting Sebastian to come with Kurt.

Because Dave spent his Sunday's with Kurt.

So Dave did have an option after all.

And he chose Kurt.

Of course.

Part II will be up, hopefully soon.

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Warbler Neil's song is Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon, Marshall's song is Simple Math by Manchester Orchestra, "Neil, Todd, and Mr. Keating" are all characters from the 1989 movie Dead Poets Society, the poem Jeff quoted by Walt Whitman is called To a Stranger and When We Two Parted is a poem by Lord Byron.

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