"Sam, you know you don't have to drive me, it's four in the morning," Kurt said as he slipped his coat on.

"I know, but your Dad wanted me to come with you since he's worried about your safety, and trying to wake Finn up without food is like trying to move a mountain. Therefore I volunteered to do it," Sam explained as he took the keys to Finn's car and grabbed Kurt's suitcase.

"Okay, Mr. Macho Man, I can atleast carry my own bag," Kurt chuckled.

"I know, but I'm just being polite," Sam said opening the door for Kurt.

They got in the car and drove off.

"Are you coming back for Christmas?" Sam asked as Kurt played with the radio.

"I dunno yet," Kurt answered.

"Hmm... oh, and someone told me that you were hanging with that Sebastian Smythe guy. Is that right?" Sam asked.

"Who told you that?" Kurt immediately said.

"Well those two Warblers to Blaine, and Blaine told me when we were texting each other about student counsil," Sam said.

Kurt sighed. "Yes, I was hanging out with craigslist, but it's not what you think," Kurt said, "We were discussing a negotiation. He had something on me, and I wanted him to delete it, so we were coming to an agreement."

"Oh," Sam said nodding his head, "Just so you know, I have no problem who you hang out with, but I was a little confused when they said that guy," Sam said, "You're like a little borther to me, I don't want you to get hurt."

"Sam, I'm older than you," Kurt said.

"But you're smaller," Sam smirked.

"Fair enough," Kurt chuckled at Sam's charming attitude.

Soon enough, they made it to the airport.

"This is my stop. Thanks, Sam," Kurt said as he went to get out of the car. Sam got the luggage out from the trunk and wheeled it to Kurt. He hugged the smaller boy and pecked his forehead.

"What up with the affection?" Kurt asked.

"That's what I do with Stacy and Stevie when they leave," Sam said.

"Oh, that's sweet of you. Get home safely," Kurt said grabbing the handle to his case and wheeling it.

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"Yes, Dad," Sebastian said boredly as his Dad droned on a check list, as if Sebastian was five.

"What about you're ticket. Is it secure?" Mr. Smythe asked.

"Yes, Dad," Sebastian repeated, losing interest as he looked around the near empty airport with tired and bored eyes.

Ever since Thursday, Sebastian hasn't been able to sleep.. It's not four in the morning on a Saturday, and he's still denying the real reason. He's denying the memories and the ghosts of touches tat has been keeping him up late at night.

"Good, call me whne you get home. Good night, Sebastian," Mr. Smythe said.

"Good MORNING, Dad," Sebastian said, using everything in him not to growl at his annoying old man. The line went dead an Sebastian sighed in relief as he sat with his coffee and waited. The flight is in twenty minutes. He looked to the entry way and was about to look away if it weren't for the eyecatchingly smooth ivory skin that he knew all to well now.

'We meet again,' his mind said with no bite or sarcasm.

He was going to get up and greet him when He saw a kid form the New Directions, Sam, get out and approach Kurt. He pulled him into a hug and kissed his forehead.

Sebastian gasped, and the grip he had on his coffee got tighter. He found anger and something else brewing deep inside of him. It wasn't jealousy, but it was something very close to it. His eyes glared at the other boy as he said his goodbye to Kurt and drove off.

Kurt smiled as he came in and went through the process. It went fairly wuickly since the security really didn't seem to care. Kurt advanced, until he saw Sebastian. A look of concern washed over his face as he approached the other brunette.

"Um... Sebastian... doesn't that hurt?" Kurt asked.

'Yes, it does hurt to see that!' his mind yelled. Sebastian had to mentally slap himself and pull the reigns back in his control.

When he became aware, however, he noticed a searing burning feeling coming from his hand his coffee was in. He looked and saw that he crushed the cup and the piping hot coffee was spilt all over his hand.

"FUCK MY LIFE," he growled as he dumped the cup in trash and made a bee line to the bathroom, leaving Kurt behind confused.

"Fuck," he swore as cold water ran over his hand that carried a red tint, "You cant let yourself think of him like that. You don't do relationships! All they do is crash and burn."

"No they don't," Sebastian heard an angelic voice say form behind him. He gasped and looked in the mirror to see Kurt leaning agaisnt the stall. "You're wrong, as always, Smythe. Not all relationships crash and burn."

"Oh yeah? Look at what happened with you and Blaine," Sebastian spat. When he noticed the flinch and dampening mood, he sighed as cursed.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. That one was out of li-"

"It's okay," Kurt said, "That is a good example of a failed relationship, but not all of them fail."

"Oh really, name one," Sebastian challenged.

"Mom and Dad. When they got married and that priest said til death do you part, and they agreed they meant it. If D-death hadn't parted them, they would still be together today," Kurt said softly.

Sebasitan turned around to meet with the real Kurt standing with thier luggage bhind him and not reflexion Kurt.

"Sorry," Sebastian said softly as he dared to lay a hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"it's not your fault, and there's nothing to be sorry of. She's at peace and Dad married someone beautiful and now I have a brother and Sam," Kurt said.

"Sam is related to you?" Sebastian asked.

Kurt smiled softly remembering Sam's words. "Like an older brother."

"... Aren't you older?" Sebastian asked.

"I know," Kurt said, "How's your hand feel?"

"It stings, but it's whatever." Sebastian said. Kurt turned and opened the front part of his luggage. He pulled out a little squirt bottle and squirted the mint green contents in his hand.

"Gimme your hand," Kurt said.

"Why?" Sebastian questioned.

"Don't be a baby. Give it," Kurt lightly teased.

'Only if I can be your baby...' Mental Sebastian was chalking up slaps pretty fast.

Sebastian gave his hand and Kurt rubeed the creamy green fluid over Sebastian's hand. He felt his hand tingle from both the cream and the skin contact he was getting from Kurt.

"It's tingling," Sebastian said.

"Yeah. Feels great, huh?" Kurt asked.

"This must make amazing lube," Sebastian said now that he thought on it.

Kurt's breath hitched as he turned away and put the bottle away. This action did not go unnoticed or unanalyze but Sebastian.

"Oh, my God, you've tried it before haven't you?!" Sebastian smirked and accused.

"Our flight is about to board," Kurt said.

"You dirty little..." Sebastian began.

"I'm leaving," Kurt yelled as he took his suitcase and shuffled out of the bathroom and to the coffee counter. He ordered himself and Sebastian coffee.

"Fancy meeting you here," Sebastian smirked.

"Here, to make up for the last one," Kurt said handing over the drink.

"Thanks," Sebastian said taking a sip.

they went into the waiting area and sat in a comfortable for Kurt and suffocating for Sebastian silence.

"So who were you thinking of?" Kurt said.

"What? When I was fucking you? I don't do that. I atleast have the decency to try and think about who I'm fucking," Sebastian said.

"Okay, for one: nothing about you is decent, craigslist," Kurt said.

"My fucking is," Sebastian said in a as-a-matter-of-a-fact tone.

There was a pause and Sebastian knew Kurt saw his point.

"Two:" Sebastian smirked when Kurt didn't deny it, "I was talking about in the bathroom. Do you have a crush on someone.

"Yes you-" Sebastian's mouth went without his permission "don't know them!" he quickly added.

"Oh. Is he here in Lima?" Kurt asked.

"He's in New York," Sebastian said.

"Okay... I'm gonna help you get him," Kurt said.

Sebastian once again choked because of Kurt.

"Why?" Sebastian asked when he caught his breath, "What's the catch?"

"Nothing, I just like playing match maker," Kurt smiled as he drank his coffee.

"I don't do relationships," Sebastian said.

"Listen to me, Smythe," Kurt said sternly as he truned and yanked Sebastian by his tie so he'd look at him, "Form here on in, yeah you do. I don't give a rat's ass if you don't, because you're gonna learn today. You're gonna get that boy, because obviously he's got your mind so preoccupied that you burn yourself without even realizing. You're gonna get him, and it's gonna work out. Do I make myself clear?" Kurt said in a dangerous tone as he threw on his bitchiest of glares.

Sebastian gulped and had to try and repress the sexual excitement he's getting from seeing Kurt like this.

'God he's hot,' Sebastian's mind whined.

"Fine," he said in his normal voice.

"Good," Kurt said letting go.

This was going to be a long holiday season for Sebastian Paul Smythe.

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(a:n)

hey everyone. Here's your update. I actually enjoyed writing this one. so far the hardest was the chapter 3 because I was worried that it wasn't hot enough, but I'm glad to see so many people lie the story thus far.

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