"Bas, I know you're there. Just pick up the phone. I just wanna talk. Forget the kiss; I just want to speak to you," Kurt said leaving the umpteenth voicemail. He sighed as he flopped down to his couch.
It was merely Christmas, which mean Kurt hasn't seen Sebastian in nearly a month. He tries calling him and texting, but none of it works. He doesn't know which apartment lives in, so he couldn't visit, so there was nothing Kurt could do.
He was waiting for his Dad to get back from the corner store so they could go for a night on the town. At least he got to see his father this Christmas.
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"Bas, I know you're there. Just pick up the phone. I just wanna talk. Forget the kiss; I just wanna speak to you," Sebastian heard Kurt say over the voicemail. He deleted it and sat on his bed. He's been avoiding Kurt like the plague for the past few weeks. He told Wes the situation, and Wes says that he supports Sebastian's decision either which way.
Sebastian let out a frustrated growl before his phone started to chime. He looked down and saw the picture of a certain brunette asleep with graffiti across his face.
"Yeah?" Sebastian asked.
"THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM, SMYTHE?! WHAT'RE THESE TEXTS FROM YOU DOING IN JEFF'S PHONE?!" Nick all but screeched.
"I text most of my friends," Sebastian said flatly.
"AND FLIRT WITH THEM?!" Nick accused.
"Oh crap I forgot about that. Disregard those texts, he was helping with something," Sebastian said.
"With what?! Getting off?!"
"No," Sebastian sighed.
"Then what, Smythe? What could my boyfriend possibly be helping with sexting?" Nick asked.
Sebastian sighed as he prepared himself for the explanation he owed Nick.
"You have to swear not to tell a soul," Sebastian ordered.
"Maybe, not tell," Nick growled.
"Good enough. I was with Kurt at dinner and Jeff texted me and Kurt asked who I was texting. I told him it was a guy I liked to avoid telling him that I liked him, so Kurt got all excited, and I told Jeff to just play along. He did and then I stopped because we ran into Wes, and he took over the roll, but he sent a text, pretending to be my nonexistent crush, that he was interested in someone else to urge me to ask Kurt out, but that ended horribly because when I took Kurt home, he wanted me to come inside and hang out, but I knew I was going to do something stupid, so I denied, and he got mad and asked why, and I told him that i might do something stupid, and he asked me what could I have possibly done, so I kissed him and haven't spoken to him since. that was almost a month ago," Sebastian said in one breath, glad he had such powerful lungs.
There was a silence.
"Okay... Wow, um... didn't, uh... didn't see that coming," NIck said.
"Me neither, so no I do not like your boyfriend," Sebastian said, "I can't handle that amount of blonde."
"Okay... but you DO like Kurt," Nick said in a as-a-matter-of-a-fact tone.
"Yes," Sebastian said with a tone that people have when they see a dead puppy.
"Why didn't you tell me when I asked?" Nick asked.
"I guess I hadn't come to terms with it. I mean, come on, Nick, Kurt and I have been fighting since the day we met over a guy that ended up cheating on him. How do you cheat on KURT? So when i figured I liked him after the time we slept together, how do you think I was going to take it because I'm still having trouble coming to terms with t, but I will acknowledge that it's there," Sebastian said.
There was another pause.
"You slept with Kurt?" Nick dead panned.
"Yes, but it was supposed to be a one time thing. Get in, get out, that's all, but no, I had to develop feelings. What's wrong with me?!" Sebastian ranted.
"You like him," Nick said, "And there's nothing wrong with it, but I will be wary of Blaine. He does suspect that you two have been fooling around."
"I know, he texted me," Sebastian said.
"Now, just so you know, I'm not taking anyone's side seeing as I don't wanna get in the middle of all of this, just do what you know is best."
"Thank you," Sebastian sighed, getting ready to hang up.
"Oh, and Seb?" Nick said sweetly.
"Yeah?" Sebastian yawned.
"If you ever text or think of Jeff in that way again, I'll see to it that you can't so much as whack off ever again," Nick said, voice going three octaves lower as he threatened Sebastian. Sebastian would be lying if he said that he didn't feel a little wave of fear hit him as he hung up the phone.
Sebastian sat there in silence, collecting himself, but was disrupted when his parents called. He answered and they wished each other a Merry Christmas, and they apologized for not being able to come out to their only son this winter. Sebastian told them not to worry about it and assured them there's always New Years and Easter before hanging up. When he did hang up, he stared at the clock and calendar on his phone.
"5...4...3...2...1..." He counted down. It was now Christmas. He gulped when he went through his contacts and found who he was looking for.
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"Merry Christmas, kiddo," Burt said as he hugged his son in a bear hug. Kurt merely giggled, being used to his father's massive hugs.
"Merry Christmas, Dad, now get some rest," Kurt said. He looked to Rachel, who was knocked out on her bed. Burt mumbled something and went to Kurt's bed, where he fell asleep almost immediately. Kurt smiled as he tucked his Dad in and began cleaning. He didn't get to far before his phone vibrated in his back pocket. He sighed, ready for the onslaught of Christmas texts from his friends, but was shocked when he saw whose name was flashing across the new text message dashboard. He nearly dropped his phone as he tried to open the text.
From Sebastian:
Merry Christmas Kurt.
Kurt looked around before stepping out onto his fire escape, not wanting to open his door and make a bunch of noise. He hit the callback number and waited.
"Hello?" the voice on the other side came.
Kurt opened his mouth, but no words came out. Where should he begin, but then he remembered what he said in all of his voicemails. He only wanted to talk.
"Hello?" Sebastian asked once more.
"M-Merry Christmas, Sebastian, Kurt blurted.
"Merry Christmas, Kurt," Sebastian said. His tone was soft and cautious.
"How're you?" Kurt asked, poorly masking the concern in his voice.
"I'm fine. What about you?" Sebastian asked.
"Great," Kurt said. There was a car honking and a man yelling to the other cars to drive.
"Kurt, where are you?" Sebastian questioned.
"On my fire escape," Kurt said.
"Why?" Sebastian asked.
"Because I didn't want my Dad to wake up," Kurt said.
There was a pause.
"Wait right there," Sebastian asked.
"Wait, what? Bas, w-"
The line went dead. Kurt sighed.
He watched his phone and watched his screen saver pass by. He didn't know how long he was sitting ehre until he felt a hnad on his shoulder. He jumped up, ready to defend himself, but halted when he saw Sebastian standing there.
"Hey," he smiled softly. Kurt couldn't help but hug Sebastian, nearly knocking the wind out of the taller boy. Sebastian hugged back before Kurt tore himself away from Sebastian to close the window.
"Wanna take a walk?" Sebastian asked.
"How're we gonna get down?" Kurt asked.
"Get on my back," Sebastian said. kneeling down. Kurt did as told as Sebastian went to the ladder and began to slowly slide down.
"This is dangerous. You're insane," Kurt coward.
"Yes, but do you care?" Sebastian asked.
The got no response as he felt Kurt hold on tighter when they dropped five feet into a foot of snow. Kurt got off of Sebastian as stood next to him. studied him. Sebastian hadn't changed at all over the near month, other than the slightly tired expression he's carrying.
"Are you alright? You seem tired," Kurt said.
"Hmm? Oh that's because I hadn't had coffee for a few days," Sebastian shrugged.
'Liar,' Kurt thought. He knew the clear-cut difference of not having coffee for a few days and little to none sleep.
"Wait, where are your parents?" Kurt questioned.
"They couldn't make it out here this season," Sebastian shrugged.
"YOU'RE SPENDING CHRISTMAS ALONE?!" Kurt squeaked.
"It's no big deal. I'll get to see them Easter," Sebastian said.
They began walking in a silence that wasn't awkward or comfortable, it was just silence. Kurt processed the information over and over but still felt sad that Sebastian was going to be alone today.
"It's Christmas
And we walk alone
Two strangers with no one to miss us..." Kurt began to sing.
Sebastian gave a skeptical hum before recognizing the song.
"On our own
Out in the cold
Trudging onward
Braving a harsh winter storm..." Sebastian followed.
Kurt smiled.
"You and I met passing by
And now, our spirits feel warm," Kurt chimed.
"I don't have anyone at home
To talk to
And you don't have anything
To do," Sebastian built.
"So I'll spend my Christmas with you," they harmonized.
"It's Christmas
And we are in love," Sebastian sang.
Kurt shot him a skeptical look and Sebastian thought he saw hope, but chalked it up to his imagination.
"With the way
That the soft snowflakes
Kiss us," Sebastian added.
He thought he saw Kurt's hope die and get replaced with disappointment.
"From far above
Out in th cold," Kurt chimed on with a smile that seemed to be covering something.
"Trudging onward
Braving a harsh winter storm," Sebastian said.
"You and I
Met passing by
And now
Our spirits feel warm," Sebastian went on.
"I believe that Jesus
Is truly the only way
And I celebrate
Christmas because it's
His birthday," the harmonized as Sebastian playfully twirled Kurt.
"I don't have anyone at home
To talk to
And you don't have anything
To do
So I'll spend my Christmas
With you," Sebastian concluded as they faced each other.
They shared shy smiles before Sebastian looked away, leaving Kurt to feel a bit hurt at the abrupt gesture.
They continued walking until they reached a coffee shop. It was fairly empty and looked warm. They walked in and ordered. Sebastian paid and they sat down.
Kurt let out a soft chuckle and subtly shook his head, a motion that didn't go unnoticed by Sebastian.
"What?" Sebastian asked.
"Nothing, just a thought," Kurt said.
"You wanted to talk, right, let's start with your thought," Sebastian countered.
"I was going to ask something," Kurt started.
"Which was..." Sebastian urged.
"A question," Kurt answered.
"About..." Sebastian urged.
"My thought.
"..."
"..."
"Kurt, I will smack you, do not put it past me," Sebastian said.
"Fine," Kurt chuckled but it died down, "I was going to ask you to spend Christmas with my Dad and Rachel and Brody, but y-" Kurt began.
"Sure," Sebastian said as he sipped his coffee.
"I- what?" Kurt asked.
"What time do you want me to come by?" Sebastian asked.
Kurt mumbled and tripped over his words until he finally answered that he'd like Sebastian over around noon. Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle.
"And what is so funny? I said what I said, now you fess up," Kurt said with a smirk.
"I just find it super cute when you get caught off guard and start rambling," Sebastian said with every bit of confidence in him. He watched as Kurt blushed and avoid eye contact. Sebastian kicked his inner self as he sighed softly.
"Sorry, Kurt, if this is making you feel uncomfortable," Sebastian said. Kurt's attention shot up as he stared at Sebastian.
"You apologized...? To me...? The great Sebastian Smythe apologized?" Kurt gasped in faux shock before smirking.
"Hey, I can be compassionate, dammit. I did apologize to Karofsky," Sebastian pointed out and settled down as he remembered the day he heard that Dave tried to kill himself.
"You're right," Kurt agreed with a soft expression.
There was a moment of silence before Sebastian's phone began to chime. He checked the name on the screen and immediately hit ignore.
"Aren't you going to answer?" Kurt wondered.
"I don't think I should," Sebastian answered.
"Personal?" Kurt questioned.
"It was a text from Blaine," Sebastian said.
"Oh God no," Kurt whined.
"He's under the impression that I'm trying to get into your pants," Sebastian chuckled.
"Well, he's in the ball park with that one, but I don't know your intentions," Kurt said looking out the booth window.
"How about for now, my intentions are to walk you home," Sebastian said softly.
Kurt looked at him and smiled.
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"Hey man, you're Sebastian right?" an attractive man said as he opened Kurt' door, but not even that could peak Sebastian's libido.
"Yeah, you're Brody, aren't you?" Sebastian said as they exchanged a handshake.
"Sure am. Kurt, you're friend is here," Brody called as he pulled Sebastian into the apartment and re-locked the door.
"Oh hey," Kurt chirped from the couch as he came from near the stove and over to Sebastian. They exchanged a quick hug before Kurt ushered him past a glaring Rachel and to his father's skeptical eye.
"Dad, this is Sebastian, Sebastian this is my Dad," Kurt said as he took a step back. Burt stood from the couch and shook Sebastian's hand.
"I've heard a lot about you over the past year," Burt informed.
"Ah right, I can only assume that most of it was probably not so great," Sebastian said.
"Not really, but everyone deserves a second chance," Burt shrugged.
The whistle from the television caught his, Sebastian, and Brody's attention.
"Nooooooooo," they groaned simultaneously as the other team scored.
Burt looked at Sebastian the at the television, then back to Sebastian.
"You watch basketball?" Burt asked as he plopped back down to the couch.
"Only when it's not football season," Sebastian answered. Burt nodded his approval.
"M'kay, kid. So far so good," Burt said as they turned their attention back to the game.
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The day went on with Sebastian, Burt, and Brody yelling at the television until Brody informed everyone that he was taking Rachel to his parents house. The three men sat on the couch. Kurt had a magazine in his hand, not even going to make an attempt at trying to figure out what's going on.
"Hey, this just occurred to me. Sebastian, where are your parents?" Burt asked.
"My grandmother back in France got sick, so they're taking care of her. they said it was last-minute, so they'll just see me at Easter," Sebastian explained, "I called this morning, they said my grandmother is doing better."
"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I hope she feels better soon," Burt said.
"Thank you, Mr. Hummel," Sebastian smiled and nodded.
Sebastian and Burt turned back to the television, but Sebastian felt something constrict lightly around his hand, when he looked down, he noticed Kurt gave him a light squeeze. He side glanced at Kurt and they exchanged a warm expression of sympathy and gratitude before turning back to their respective forms of entertainment.
Soon enough, Burt passed out on Kurt's bed, and Kurt was feeling a bit drowsy.
"You're sleepy," Sebastian teased lightly.
"Am not," Kurt whined tiredly as he yawned.
"You are too. I'll take my leave. I'll call you tomorrow," Sebastian said, "Get some rest."
Kurt stood and walked with Sebastian to the door.
"Wait, I want a good night kiss," Kurt jabbered sleepily.
"Kurt, you don't know what you're saying. Go to bed," Sebastian said.
"Oh c'mon. One right here," Kurt said lazily putting his index finger on his cheek.
Sebastian sighed before leaving a feather light kiss on Kurt's cheek.
"Good night, Kurt. Merry Christmas," Sebastian said.
"Merry Christmas, Bas," Kurt yawned as he closed the door and locked it.
That night, a certain brown-haired green-eyed boy haunted Kurt's dream, but for once, he wasn't a poltergeist.
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(a:n)
hey everyone. i know i'm late, but stuff happens, but i'm here. hope you enjoy. review and all that jazz.
love always
~happy fxxking birthday sweeti
