"Sebastian, honey, we have something to tell you," Mrs. Smythe's voice said cautiously.
It was two days after Christmas nad everything seemed to be leveled and calm. He and Kurt were texting each other. Kurt was just now dropping his Dad off at the airport, and his parents were back from Paris.
"Yes, Ma?" Sebastian said as he ansered a text he got from Kurt, "Oh, but how's Grandma?"
There was a heart striking silence.
"That's kind of the reason why we;re calling," Mr. Smythe's voice came thorugh, "Sebastian, she's been sick for a while, and she never told anyone."
Sebastian halted. He knew where this was going.
"She's dead, isn't she?" Sebastian asked, feeling tears well up in his eyes.
"There was nothing the doctors could do," he heard his mother softly sob.
"When's the funeral?" Sebastian asked, biting his bottom lip, willing himself not to let a single tear spill.
"January 5th," his dad stated.
"Okay. I'm gonna hang up now," Sebastian said.
"Okay, champ," Mr. Smythe said.
"We love you, honey," Mrs. Smythe said.
"Love you guys too," Sebastian said before hanging up and plopping down to his bed. Without thinking, he dailed Kurt's number.
"Hey," Kurt said in a chipper tone.
"Hey, can you come over?" Sebastian asked. Kurt was curious when he heard the rasp in Sebastian's voice.
"Sure, but Bas, are you okay?" Kurt asked, clearly concerned.
"Just please come over. I'll text you my address," Sebastian said.
"Okay," Kurt said.
The line went dead and Sebastian lied back on his bed, thinking about all the good times he's had with his grandma. From learning piano to helping her bake. He hadn't known how much time ellapsed until he heard a knock at his door.
"Bas, it's me," Kurt called from the other side.
Sebastian got up and opened the door. Kurt stood holding two cups of coffee.
"Bas, are you okay?" Kurt asked as he stepped into the apartment and set the coffee down on the table. Sebastian closed the door and walked over to the couch. Kurt joined him, showing every bit of concern on his face.
"You'll get worry lines," Sebastian said in a damp tone.
"Screw that. What's wrong?" Kurt asked as he put a hand on Sebastian's shoulder.
"Remember when I said my Grandma was sick?" Sebastian said softly.
"Yeah...oh," Kurt said filling in the blanks, "Oh no." Kurt hugged Sebastian tightly and rubbed his back.
"The funeral in on the fifth. She was sick and didn't tell anyone until it was too late," Sebastian said, letting out a small sob, but cutting it short and he clung to Kurt.
"Let it out. It's okay to cry, Bas," Kurt said. Sebastian took his word for it and letting out multiple sobs and hiccups as Kurt whispered soothing words in his ear. It reminded Sebastian of all the times when he'd play out side, scrape something and go running to his grandmother. It was twenty mintues before Sebastian calmed down and pullled away.
"It hurts, Kurt," Sebastian said softly.
"I know, and I'm here to help. When my mother died, it was rough, and I'm here to help you get through this," Kurt said softly.
Sebastian hadn't known Kurt's mother was deceased. It kind of made sense since she wasn't at Kurt's apartment on Christmas.
"Thanks," Sebastian said.
"Anything for a friend," Kurt said gently.
"We're friends?" Sebastian asked, making sure he heard that right.
"I sure hope so. I don't camp out with random people and allow them to cuddle me on a sidewalk on a itchy wool blanket," Kurt said. He was satisfied when he heard Sebastian lightly chuckle and smile.
"Good point," Sebastian said.
"What do you have planned for the rest of the day? Any boyfriends coming by? Some sort of adventure?" Kurt asked, "Maybe clubbing?"
"No. None of that," Sebastian said.
"Why?" Kurt said almost immediately.
"Why what?" Sebastian asked.
"I ask you if you have a random screw, and now you're celebate? What's going on?" Kurt asked.
"Kurt, aren't you supposed to be smart?" Sebastian questioned.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Kurt asked.
"Nothing," Sebastian sighed, "Sorry if I offended you."
"We're going out. I know a place. Get dressed and let's go," Kurt said.
"What about you?" Sebastian asked.
"What about me?" Kurt countered.
"Don't you have to do your thing with the clothes and the primping," Sebastian said.
"Please, I look fabulous no matter what. That is a fact," Kurt said crossing his arms and cocking his hip.
'You really do,' Loving Sebastian said.
'Okay, unless you're going to bone him again, no more thoughts like that,' Horny Sebastian said firmly.
'You can't make me,' Loving Sebastian shot back.
Sebastian let out a growl before he wetn to his room and came back out wearing a orange turtle neck and black form-fitting jeans.
"The hell is that?" Kurt asked pointing to Sebastian.
"What? You don't like what I'm wearing?" Sebastian questioned.
"We're going clubbing not solving mysteries with a three hippies and a talking dog," Kurt said flatly as he tgged Sebastian back into his room and tore the offending article of clothing off of Sebastian. He looked for a while and took in Sebastian's toned abs and biceps and began looking through his wardrobe to see what will accent Sebastian's features.
"First up, who the hell wears orange?" Kurt said rifiling through shirts and inspecting possible choicces.
"I'm not picky, thank you," Sebastian said.
"Well do you NOT wanna get laid tonight?" Kurt asked.
"Not really," Sebastian said with no enthusiasm.
"Sure ya do," Kurt said tossing a shirt into a pile he's been making, "Here try this on."
Sebastian took the shirt and slipped it on. It was a silver grey shirt with long sleeves and a random green design in the front. When Sebastian slipped it on, it hugged him and showed a teasing amout of his abs, but not all of it.
"What about those shirts?" Sebastian asked pointing to the pile on his floor.
"Hm? Oh I'm burning those," Kurt said casually.
"What? Why?" Sebastian asked, not putting the notion passed Kurt.
"You're Sebastian Smythe, not Steve from frickin' Blue's Clues," Kurt said flatly.
"But I make them look good. Remember that night at Scandals?" Sebastian whined.
"Yes, I do. I remember you not getting laid.
"That's because they saw how hard you were grinding your ass on me," Sebastian said.
"Only because you were trying so hard to get to Blaine, that I think you may have thought I was intaglible," Kurt quipped.
"Touche," Sebastian said fixing his hair.
"Besides, they did nothign for your form. You need to tease them. take what I'm wearing for example," Kurt said putting his hand on his hips.
He was wearing black skin tight jeans, a blue shirt that hung off one shoulder and stopped at his elbows, black boots that almost reached his knee, and a black choker. The outfit made his skin glow and eyes look more greenish grey.
He smirked when he saw that Sebastian was captivated by his outfit and couldn't look away. He sauntered over to Sebastian and glided into his lap.
"Makes you wonder what's underneathe, huh?" He giggled seductively in Sebastian's ear.
"Y-yes," Sebastian said.
"Well, that's the point. Make them want more, but not giving them any till they work for it," Kurt said cheerily as he hopped off of Sebastian.
"You're such a tease, ya know that?" Sebastian whined as they got up and made their way out.
"And besides," Sebastian said opening the car door for Kurt and giving his ass a nice smack as he entered. He smirked when Kurt gapsed. "I already know what's underneath."
X_x
"I think that guy likes you," Kurt said over the music as he nodded his head to a man down the bar. He obviously played some sort of sport, and had a sexy edge to him.
"We'll see," Sebastian said side glanicng at the man.
"Sooner than you think. He's coming this way," Kurt said as he sipped his coke.
"Hey, sexy," the man said with a smooth voice as he sat next to Sebastian.
"I'm gonna go dance," Kurt said sauntering over to the dance floor.
"Do you dance?" the man asked as he took one os Sebastian's hands.
"Nope," Sebastian said flatly.
"Oh, well wanna learn?" the man tried again.
"I would if I could, but I can't, so I shan't. My teachers say I'm a terrible student," Sebastian said taking another shot.
"Well fine then," the man huffed as he walked away muttering something about Sebastian being a tease. Sebastian scoffed at the thought that Kurt was right, but he'd never let the shorter man know that.
As he thought of Kurt, he looked to the dance floor only to see Kurt danicng pretty close to one guy who was looking at Kurt like a piece of meat. His hands were on Kurt's hips as he ground his hips into Kurt's ass. Kurt looked uncomfortable, but continued to dance all the same.
Sebastian could feel something boil in him as he saw the man plant a few kisses on Kurt's neck. Kurt jumped away and glared at the man, who only ended up grabbing Kurt's wrist.
"Let me go," Kurt glared.
"I thought we were having a good time," the man shot back.
"Let me go," Kurt growled dangerously.
Before the man could say anything, Kurt was tugged away by a pair of strong and protective arms.
"He's with me," Sebastian said.
"And who the hell are you?" the man said, pufifng out his chest a little, but still not as big as Sebastian.
"His boyfriend," Sebastian said as he curled his arms around Kurt's waist a bit tihgter.
"Prove it," the man said crossing his arms.
Sebastian rolled his eyes before puling Kurt to look at him. He dove in and kissed Kurt. He moaned as his tongue rubbed Kurt's lip and he was granted immediate access as Kurt threw his arms around Sebastian's shoulders. Their tongues danced to the beat of the music, grinding against each other. Sadly, the need for air arose. When Sebastian and Kurt broke apart, the man was gone, and they attracted a few lookers.
"Hey, Bas?" Kurt said.
"Yeah, Kurt?" Sebastian asked.
"Think we should get out of here?" Kurt asked.
"Sure do," Sebastian said taking Kurt's hand and dragging him out of the club.
X_x
"Dear Lord, you're heavy," Kurt said as he held onto the arm that was slung across his shoulders as he held Sebastian's half drunk and dizzy body into his apartment.
"Am not," Sebastian said.
"Fat ass," Kurt teased as he kicked the door closed and locked it and dragged Sebastian to his couch.
"Told you it was easier to just stay in. Look, it's barely past midnight and we already turned in," Sebastian said.
"You know, boys who talk smack don't get coffee," Kurt said.
"But," Sebastian whined as he poked out his bottom lip.
"Don't give me that look. Sit," Kurt said pointing at the couch.
"I'm not a dog," Sebastian pouted. Kurt glared as he kept pointing at the couch. Sebastian broke and sat on the couch.
"Thank you,by the way. If you hadn't stepped in, that guy would've probably made me his bitch in the bathroom," Kurt said then chuckled nervously as he brought back the coffee.
"It's nothing. Anything fora friend, right?" Sebastian said as he gulped down the scorching brown liquid.
"Right," Kurt said sittting beside him and taking his phone out. He had an incoming call from Rachel. He didn't feel like speaking to anyone right now, but he knew if he didnt answer the call now, than he would have to hard thrice as much in the morning.
"Hey you," Kurt said cheerily. Sebastian gave him a skeptical look until he mouthed Rahcel's name. Sebastian notably shuddered, making Kurt laugh silently.
"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, where the hell are you?" Rachel chirped angrily.
"Something came up, and I'm spending the night with Sebastian. He just broke up with his boyfriend," Kurt said.
"Sebastian had a boyfriend?" Rachel deadpanned sarcastically.
"Hey, it's possible, even for him. He's the male version of Santana, and Santana and Birt were insperable," Kurt pointed out, "Besides, why would you want me around when you have a hunk like Brody strutting about."
"Thanks Kurt," he hears Brody call in the background, making him laugh a little.
"We'll talk about this in the morning," Rachel swore before hanging up.
"Looks like I'm staying here tonight," Kurt said. He smiled at Sebastian only to find him staring back.
"What?" Kurt questioned.
"Elizabeth?" Sebastian chuckled.
"It was my mother's name," Kurt said softly, but Sebastian caught it. His chuckling died and he looked at Kurt, unable to look away with sad eyes.
"Sorry for laughing," Sebastian said.
"It's okay. Happens a lot," Kurt said.
"I'm still sorry," Sebastian said, "You miss her?"
"Of course. I miss everything about her, but I know she's at rest now and not sick, so it was for the best. She's not suffering anymore," Kurt said picking at random matter on the couch.
"She'll always be watching over you," Sebastian said softly as he pulled Kurt into a hug.
"Yeah, same goes to you," Kurt said.
Sebastian flinched but settled. His grandmother was gone. He was having trouble accepting that she was gone forever, never to return.
"Were you serious when you said you'd be there for me, every step of the way?" Sebastian asked.
"Of course, Bas. I know how dark and scary this is, and I don't want you to go at this all by yourself," Kurt said softly.
"But I've been nothing but a douche to you for the past year. Why would you help?" Sebastian said.
"Like I said, I don't want you to go at this alone, and besides, you've been nice to me as of recent. You buy me coffee for no reason, you've stopped calling me 'gayface', you camped out with me just to see a tree light up, and you saved me from not only that more-than-likely-rapist, but also the wrath of Rachel Berry, and Dad likes you," Kurt listed.
"When you put it like that-" Sebastian began.
"And you bought me cheesecake. If that's not nice, I must be a bigger bitch than I thought I was," Kurt said.
"When you say it like that, I sound like your boyfriend," Sebastian stated.
Kurt stopped and thougth back on everything he listed. He looked at Sebastian and chose his next words carefully.
"Bas?" Kurt asked.
"That is me," Sebastian smirked.
"Do you-" Kurt began. Sebastian's phone blasted a ringtone, telling him it was a text from Wes, but on the screen, it said Secret Crush. He picked up the phone and read the text.
From Secret Crush:
Hey you would not believe what position I just tried, and it
felt amazing. Guess it. C'mon you know you want to :3
"Wow," Sebastian deadpanned.
"The nerve of that bastard. You ask him out, he shoots you down like a World War II plane and now he's gloating about his sex life?" Kurt said incredulously. Before Sebastian could say anything, Kurt took his phone and hit the call button.
"Kurt what're you doing?"
No answer.
"Kurt, stop!" Sebastian said as he lunged for the phone, but Kurt stood.
"Hello?" a voice that was out of breath asked.
"You got some nerve, you son of a bitch. He asked you out not last month. You shot him down, and now you're texting him about your sex life. How do you sleep at night?" Kurt ranted.
"Kurt?" the voice asked.
"How do you know my name?" Kurt questioned.
"Wes, come back to bed before I get the paddle," Kurt heard an all too familiar voice said.
"Wes?!" Kurt screeched. Sebastian blanched. He could feel and and all colour leave his body.
"Yes, headmaster," Wes shouted in the background.
"I'll call ya back," Kurt said turning to Sebastian, who got up and began to make a mad dash for his bedroom. Kurt chased him and takcled him just before he got to the door.
"Why was Wes on the other line?" Kurt questioned as he straddled Sebastian and held his arms down.
'God, he looks so hot,' Sebastian thought.
"I dunno," Sebastian lied.
"Don't you lie to me," Kurt warned as he clenched Sebastian's wrists tighter.
"You look cute from this angle," Sebastian smiled.
"Don't change the subject. Tell me, or I walk," Kurt growled, glaring lie an angry cat.
There was a silence. Kurt rolled his eyes and got up. He went to the living room and searched for his jacket.
"Kurt," Sebastian pleaded.
"Unless the next words are an explaination, there is nothing ot be said here, Smythe," Kurt glared as he tugged on his jacket and opened the fornt door. He got half way through by the time Sebastian grabbed his open wrist, tugged him in, kicked the door closed, locked it with his free hand, and brought that hand to circle around Kurt's hips. Kurt was still confused by the time Sebastian carried him back tot he couch and se thim down.
"Okay, what do you want to know?" Sebastian asked.
"Why was Wes on the other line?" Kurt questioend.
"He wasn't my secret crush. He was just playing the part," Sebastian said.
"Playing the part? Sebastian, was there ever a secret crush?" Kurt questioend.
"No," Sebastian said lokkign away and releasing Kurt.
"Then why'd you say there was?" Kurt questioned.
"Because of reasons. Reasons I'm suprise you haven't figured out yet," Sebastian said flopping down to his couch and lying face down.
Kurt knew exactly what Sebastian was talking about. He recalled every kiss and friendly gesture he and Sebastian committed. He felt his chest become tight and breathing become a bit shallow.
"Bas," Kurt said kneeling in fornt of the couch and putting a hand on Sebastian's shoulder, "I know what you mean."
"Then why're you still here?" Sebastian questioned.
"I dunno," Kurt sighed.
"Do you want this to happen?" Sebastian asked.
"I don't know," Kurt sighed once more.
"Why?" Sebastian said sitting up.
"Because I don't wanna get hurt again, okay?" Kurt snapped, on the verge of tears as he remember how bad it felt when Blaine told him he cheated.
Sebastian sat up and looked at the shorter boy as his leg bouned up and down, holding in tears and worrying his bottom lip between his sharp teeth.
"I'm not him. I'm not that stupid. I won't cheat," Sebastian said.
"Well how am I suppose to know that. No offense, but you're not exactly the Virgin Mary, Bas," Kurt said.
"Kurt, wanna know why I haven't slept with anyone since I slept with you? It's because that's what you do to me. You make me want to stop and committ. You know, I've never had or wanted a boyfriend before? Not until one month ago. I thought that maybe that the sex was just that amazing, and it was a side effect, but it wasn't. The feeling never went away. So here I am, telling you all of this in hopes we could at least be friends after today," Sebastian said taking one of Kurt's hands and holding it gently.
"Bas," Kurt said softly as he hugged the taller boy, "you're drunk still. You're not going to remember this."
"I am not, and I will too," Sebastian said, "Trust me, you'll know if I'm drunk."
They chuckled and stayed in that position. They hadn't noticed when Sebastian lied down witth Kurt on him.
"It's one in the morning," Kurt peeped.
"Are you sleepy yet?" Sebastian asked, "You can take my bed. I'll stya on the couch."
"What if I want a cuddle buddy?" Kurt asked as he picked with the collar of Sebastian's shirt.
"Then I'll be happy to oblige," Sebastian said.
There was a short silence.
"Bas?" Kurt peeped.
"Yeah?" Sebastian said.
"I want a cuddle buddy," Kurt said.
"Fine, but I'm gonna take a shower first. I still feel a bit sticky," Sebastian said.
"Can I join you?" Kurt asked shyly as he sat up, making him straddle the taller man. He sounded like a five year old asking for a cookie.
"Only if you want to," Sebastian said sitting up and gliding from under Kurt.
They wordlessly skittered to the bathroom and began to strip. Sebastian turned on the shower. Whe the steam rose, they stepped in and began to wash themselves. When they were finish, Sebastian lead them to the bedroom and gave Kurt a piar of boxers and a large shirt, nearly reaching his knees, but his legs were long. Sebastian just wore a pair of boxers, not really up to putting anything else on seeing as he was tired. It was a long day for him, and all he wants is to go to bed and pretend everything is normal. Kurt being with him was a giant bonus.
"G'night, Kurt," Sebastian yawned as he slipped into bed next to him.
Kurt wiggled over to him and held onto is shoulders and he cuddled with Sebastian. Sebastian's eyes opened and surveyed the situation. He moved to circle one hand around Kurt's waist and to flip Kurt so that his back was to Sebastian's front. His heart gave a weak flutter when he felt Kurt settle in and relax.
"Good night, Bas," Kurt said.
Sebastian kissed the top of Kurt's head.
"Night, Kurt," Sebastian said before nuzzling into Kurt's hair.
Kurt could feel himself blush, but he couldn't help but smile and drift off to sleep.
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