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X_x

"Breakfast guys," Kurt called throughout the house, as if he had never left. Finn was the first one, seeming to come out of nowhere, followed by Sam, who skittered into kitchen and sat next to Finn. Burt came in dragging his feet with a tired smile at the sight of his son.

"Morning, Kiddo," he yawned giving Kurt a hug.

"Morning, Dad. I made turkey bacon," Kurt said, "Where's Carol?"

"She had to work late at the hospital," Burt said sitting at the head of the table.

"Oh," Kurt said serving up the breakfast of bacon eggs and toast with coffee. Sam drank orange juice.

"You're not having coffee, Kurt?" Finn asked curiously.

"I'm having coffee with a friend later on," Kurt answered sitting down and eating.

"Oh," Finn nodded.

Kurt nodded and had to hide the cringe and crawling feeling he felt in his spine when he thought back to what happened in the cab.

"Is it someone from New Directions?" Sam asked.

"N-nope. Nick and Jeff," Kurt said biting his bacon.

"The warblers?" Finn questioned.

"Nick and Jeff are actually decent people, so yeah them," Kurt said.

"Well you have fun, Bud," Burt said ruffling Kurt's hair.

"Thanks Dad," Kurt smiled. He felt a bit guilty for lying to his Dad, but he'll eventually tell him.

"Well, I gotta get to school," Sam said washing his dish and grabbing his bookbag.

"I forgot you guys aren't released until Wednesday," Kurt said as Sam left, "Have a nice day at school."

X_x

"Eager to see me, Meerkat? Here a bit early don't you think?" Kurt smirked.

"You're early too," Sebastian pointed out.

"Well I'm here to beat the after school rush. Though it seems as though you've been way earlier than me," Kurt said taking his seat across from Sebastian and sipping form his coffee.

"Touché," Sebastian said.

"Yes, now deleted the file," Kurt glared.

"Why?" Sebastian asked, "I kind of like it. Got me off a few times last night."

"You really have no filter do you, Smythe?" Kurt asked.

"Oh you know me so well," Sebastian smiled sarcastically.

"I know right," Kurt smirked.

"I bet I could make you scream louder," Sebastian smirked.

"In your dreams, Smythe," Kurt said.

"Or in yours… or maybe in your bed," Sebastian said reaching under the tabled inconspicuously and rubbing up Kurt's leg, making the paler boy's breathe hitch.

"Only if you delete that sound file," Kurt shot back.

"Right, you think that you can bat those eyes and subliminally message me dirty thoughts and get me to do what you want?" Sebastian said.

"Is it working?" Kurt questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Before Sebastian could answer, a familiar voice came forth and beat him to it.

"Sebastian?" two voices in perfect harmony asked, "Kurt?"

Both boys in question looked up. Kurt's eyes lit up. Sebastian smirked.

"Nicky! Jeffers!" Kurt squeaked as he shot out of his seat and hugged the two warblers. It took the strength of both of them to hold Kurt up from the tackle, knowing if they ended up on the floor, there would most likely be a thirty minute lecture as to why you do not drop Kurt Elizabeth Hummel on the ground in his new DKNY ensemble.

"Kurtsie!" they both cheered, making Kurt pout.

"I told you not to call me that," Kurt pouted taking a gulp out of his coffee.

"We're sorry," Nick and Jeff chimed with not so repentant, but more mischievous, smirks.

"I bet you are," Kurt dead panned sarcastically.

"SO," Jeff said broadly as he and Nick sat across from Sebastian and Kurt in the back booth seat.

"It's not every day that you see you two," Nick continued.

"Speaking to one another," Jeff followed up.

"Willingly, as it seems..."

"Not arguing…"

"Enjoying each other's company…"

"Smiling…"

"In the back of a cozy coffee shop…"

"In close proximity," Nick and Jeff ended.

"Is that a party trick?" Sebastian asked.

"Is what a party trick?" Nick and Jeff chimed, genuinely confused as their heads tilted toward one another. Nick seemed to noticed and opted to rest his head on Jeff's shoulder.

Kurt raised an eyebrow and gave a quick glance to Sebastian. Two (well in this case four) could play at this game.

"Nick, Jeff's shoulder a frequented spot is it?" Kurt asked with a Cheshire smirk and finger tips dancing over the rim of his cup.

Nick seemed to jump and blush at the comment, trying to subtly sit up.

"Oh ho no, Nicky boy, we already see it. I knew you and Jeff were getting down and dirty in the warbler hall before practice. Still do, eh?" Sebastian smirked.

"I…" Nick faltered.

"We…" Jeff piped in.

"Is that a new scarf, Kurt?" Nick asked.

"We all know it is, now what's up with you two?" Kurt smirked, not missing a beat.

Nick's phone chimed and he quickly took it as an exit, as did Jeff as he looked over. Their expressions were synchronized as their expressions darkened and they turned their attention back at the smirking boys.

"Hey, Kurt," Nick said cautiously.

Kurt detected the mood change and his smirk dropped. His body language changed from "how-ya-like-me-now?" to "o-m-g-what-just-happened?" in a record breaking half of a second.

"How ARE you doing?" Jeff asked equally cautious as they both turned to Kurt, and Nick tucked his phone away without looking away.

"I'm just fine uptil just now. Why're you guys looking at me like that?" Kurt questioned.

Sebastian hadn't said a word yet because he was still calculating the situation, but then it hit him. He leaned over and whispered in Kurt's ear.

"You-know-who of the shire must've texted them, or someone probably reminded them of the break up," Sebastian whispered.

Kurt had no time to revel in how good it felt to have Sebastian that close or to lie to himself in telling himself that he felt that tingle because he hasn't had sex in months. He was just a bit irritated.

Nick and Jeff flinched when they both got the bitch glare.

"I'm perfectly fine. You know what? I'm super. Yep, life's been smooth sailing, and has not been effected in any way that could possibly deter me from realizing my dream. Now here I am, having coffee with a friend. That clear enough for ya?" Kurt said with a cat like prowl.

Nick and Jeff gulped and held their hands up in defense and to show they meant no harm.

"Sorry, Just had to do it," Kurt sighed.

"Oh hey, Kurt, don't we still have to catch the movie?" Sebastian asked.

"Fuck you're right," Kurt gasped. He turned to Nick and Jeff. "It was nice seeing you guys again. I'm sorry for the bitchiness, but we have a movie to catch."

"And remember back to my place for a little chat," Sebastian said as they got up and waved to Nick and Jeff.

Once outside, they began snickering, whilst trying to seem like they were going through their plans. That was short lived when Kurt spotted a familiar red car pulling up to the parking lot.

"Shit, it's Blaine," Kurt cursed.

"So?" Sebastian said.

"SO, I just got into town, and he doesn't know. I'd like to keep it that way to avoid drama," Kurt said ducking down behind his truck. He unlocked it and quickly got in, but still ducked down. Sebastian casually got into the passenger's seat.

"The hell are you doing? Go to your car!" Kurt hissed in a whisper.

"Okay, one: I highly doubt that he can hear you from right there, and two, he went in," Sebastian said, "And three: I walked here."

Kurt sat up in the seat and stared into the window of the Lima Bean and was relieved when he saw Blaine spot Nick and Jeff and engaged in conversation with them.

"Hey, Princess, I think we should get going," Sebastian said.

"Why?" Kurt asked.

"Well for one, Blaine has a look of total shock on his face and Nick and Jeff just pointed in our direction, and I'm no lip reader, but I think they said our names," Sebastian said.

He didn't have time to finish that sentence before Kurt was peeling out of the lot, totally disregarding any and all traffic laws. Sebastian quickly put his seat belt on and stared at Kurt as he started driving.

"Where are we going?" Sebastian asked.

"Hell if I know," Kurt said beginning to drive around. After thirty minutes, they end up sitting on a park bench together.

"So…" Kurt sighed, "When did you say you were going to delete it?"

"I don't think we quite reached that stage in our negotiation," Sebastian smirked as he zipped up his jacket.

"Oh, but I think we did. I vividly remember you saying that you were going to delete the file before Nick and Jeff showed up," Kurt said.

"Nope, doesn't ring a bell," Sebastian said as he took out his phone and started playing the recording.

"Sebastian!" Kurt shrieked as he reached for the phone. Sebastian took both of Kurt's wrists in his hand and held them as the file played.

"Calm down, no one's here," Sebastian smirked.

"I still don't want… dear God is that what I sound like while I'm… ya know…" Kurt said now astonished with the sounds, "It sounds so whiny."

"Not really," Sebastian shrugged, "If I close my eyes and pretend it's someone else, it's kinda hot."

"Again, do you have a filter?" Kurt squeaked.

"No, but now you know what to get me when you go Black Friday shopping," Sebastian said winking, "But then again, who would wanna filter when comes out of my glorious mouth… or goes in."

"You horny bastard. I thought you turned over a new leaf?" Kurt said.

"I did, but let's face it: I'm 19 and a hot gay guy. I'm basically a fuck machine," Sebastian said.

"F-fuck," Kurt's voice form the phone whined out and panted, indicating Kurt's orgasm and the end.

"I hate you," Kurt glared.

"I hate you more," Sebastian chuckled as he tucked his phone away.

"Seriously, what do I gotta do for you to delete that?" Kurt asked with wide eyes and a pouty lip. It took everything in Sebastian not to tackle Kiss Kurt, but he suppressed that thought and smirked with an evil glint.

"The only way I'm getting rid of this is if I can make the real thing happen instead of your silly little dream," Sebastian smirked.

'Looks like I'm gonna be holding on to this wanking material for a looo-' Sebastian thought

"Done," Kurt said, interrupting Sebastian's thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what?" Sebastian said.

"You wanna fuck, let's fuck," Kurt said standing up.

"What?" Sebastian uttered, still flabbergasted at the words that was coming out of the porcelain beauty's pretty little mouth.

Kurt rolled his eyes with a sigh as he bent down and came to Sebastian's ear.

"Sebastian Smythe, I want that file deleted, so I'm giving you what you want. Fuck… ME," Kurt said slowly in his ear.

"Right now?" Sebastian asked incredulously, but smirking at the thought of fucking Kurt in a park in the open.

"No dumbass," Kurt said digging in his pockets and pulling out a sharpie. He grabbed Sebastian's hand and scribbled across the palm. When he let go, Sebastian saw seven digits on his hand.

"You're gonna have to text me. I have to get home soon to help prep dinner," Kurt said.

Sebastian smirked and nodded, showing he comprehended the statement.

They got into Kurt's car and began the drive home. Sebastian was the first to be dropped off. He walked through the front door. The smell of dinner being cooked for tomorrow was in the air. His Dad sat in the living room, and he assumed that his mother was in the kitchen.

"Hey, back already?" Mr. Smythe questioned as he channel surfed and stayed on the news.

"Yep," Sebastian said, "I'll, uh… be in my room," he said.

"Okay, son," Mr. Smythe said, "Just go say hi to your mother first."

Sebastian walked into the kitchen and gave his mother a hug and they exchanged greetings. He eventually said he was going to his room, and his mother dismissed him, and he went to his room.

He stripped down to his boxers and threw on a pair of sweats. He found himself sprawled out on his bed and taking his phone out. He dialed the seven numbers and added it to his contacts.

Gayface…

On the other side of town, Kurt was helping Carole and Sam with cooking whilst shooing Finn from out of the kitchen in failed attempts to steal food.

"But I'm huuuuuuuuungry," Finn whined.

"I ordered pizza, it should be here soon," Kurt said.

"But…" Finn's whining was disrupted by the doorbell. He sprinted to the door, nearly running over Burt, and gladly accepted the two pizzas. Burt secured himself to the couch as Finn plopped down next to him and they began to eat the pie, not even noticing that Kurt order veggie lovers.

"I swear they're like freakin' cavemen," Kurt chuckled as he stirred the macaroni in the pot.

"Sam, I'm surprised you're not devouring the poor box with them," Carole said playfully hitting his shoulder with the dishrag.

"No, ma'am, I said I was going to help, and by God I will," Sam said putting a batch of biscuits in the oven.

"Sam, we've been over this, you can call me Carole. Ma'am makes me feel like I'm 60, and I think Kurt and I can handle it while you go eat," Carole said.

"Are you sure?" He asked washing out the dishes in the sink.

"Yes," Carole said.

"Okay, after these dishes," Sam said.

"No, go eat now. Big boys gotta grow," Kurt said hip bumping Sam from out of his station and taking over.

Sam nodded and zipped to the living room.

"You look funny in a frilly pink apron," they heard Finn laugh.

"Shut up. This is manly," Sam defended.

"But the frills and bows just make it somewhat comical, and it's almost too small for you," Finn said.

"Oh yeah… well… you're nose is weird," was Sam's oh so clever comeback.

"Cavemen," Kurt and Carole deadpanned in unison.

X_x

"Oh my aching feet," Kurt whined as he face planted to his bed. His room was exactly how they left it, minus something he took with him to New York.

Kurt rolled over and picked up his phone. He had a missed call from Finn earlier. A text from Finn earlier. It was him apologizing for eating the cookie dough and saying he bought more. Finally was a message from an unknown number.

Sup gayface :p

Kurt rolled his eyes. The text was sent over an hour ago. He saved the number under Meerkat and text back.

From Gayface:

You still awake? I heard Meerkats do their best hunting at night :)

From MeerKat:

Yeah hunting for that ass ;)

From Gayface:

Not even censored in texts. Wow

From Meerkat:

Nope.

From Gayface:

Whatever. Anyways, we can either do this Friday, or you're just going to hunt my fabulous ass down in New York.

From Meerkat:

I'm sorry, but you're the one wanting to fuck so I can get rid of this oh so satisfying *wink*wink* file that I am currently wanking to.

From Gayface:

That is gross, M'kay.

From Meerkat:

Say what you will, but I know I'm freaking hot.

From Gayface:

Whatever. Anyways, how's Friday sound?

From Meerkat:

My parents will be out shopping starting from midnight.

From Gayface:

Good, I'll be there sometime after. Hope you're as good as you say you are Smythe, because I'll make you cum so hard you'll swear you were in heaven.

From Meerkat:

Ooooh sexting I like ;)

From Gayface:

That's not what I meant and you know it!

From Meerkat:

Oh sure. Mkay Kurt.

From Gayface:

WHATEVER! I'm going to bed. Good night craigslist.

From Meerkat:

Sweet dreams Betty White

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