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Make My Heart Start Beating

20

Bending over the engine of the car I hum along to the music in the background, unsurprisingly I know all the words but I'm not quite ready to sing just yet, but soon.

Last night was difficult, dad did not take knowing that man was in effect Sebastian SMYTHE, son of the States Attorney, the boy he'd heard so many bad stories about.

It took some tag teaming from me, David and Finn to get him to grudgingly agree to allow THAT boy under his roof and I got a mini lecture about how I matter.

Carole's more worried I'm going to get my heart broken, but then David muttered, "Better broken than fast asleep and numb." That comment shut everyone up and I assume he's referring to my sleepwalking way of dealing with the loss of Blaine and NYADA.

I have a few tentative theories about why I reacted the way I did then and I think if Sebastian breaks my heart, though really I'm more expecting when he breaks it, I'll sleepwalk for a while but not for as long. This time I'll have other things to snap me out of it, I won't have loaded all my dreams and future happiness into purely being with one boy, or man in this case, and one college and one career until there's nothing else left in my life.

My phone alarm beeping at me gets my attention and I straighten up with another wince, still feeling it, fishing my phone out of my overalls I can see it's set with 'Have dessert with Sebastian :)'. I don't remember programming that, and how am I supposed to have dessert with him when I don't even know where he lives or what his phone number is?

"Tiger," and he's here.

The man has the most impeccable timing and a big smirk as he strides towards me holding up a pear. Which only reminds me of yesterday and the dessert of a pear that turned into something else.

"Sebastian," I smile happy to see him but still so very confused on what he is to me or I am to him.

He has none of those worries and simply leans in to kiss me softly, "Ready for that dessert?"

Flushing at him I ask, "Is there anything you can't turn into an innuendo?"

"I haven't found it yet," his finger hooks one of the loops on my overalls and then he tugs me to the office.

The guys all grin at me, having already made fun of the hickey on my neck this morning, no one says anything now and then I'm in the office with Sebastian who shuts the door and then steers me over to my desk chair.

I get the nice comfy, padded, chair, he perches on the edge of the desk and fishes out an apple. We eat in silence and it's surprisingly comfortable and not awkward.

"So Tiger, how did your daddy take the news that you're dating the anti-Christ?" Sebastian looks like he's making a joke but I take it seriously.

"He wasn't happy, but we pointed out how much David's changed, and he's agreed to not interfere, he's just worried about me and getting hurt, I didn't handle things very well when I was eighteen and he doesn't want me to go through that again," I tell him and carry on eating my pear, and it's the same pear from yesterday he must have taken it from the house, like he added that alert to my phone.

"It's good to see Dave so much happier," Sebastian nods and takes a new bite of apple. "Pity he can't tell his younger self it gets better and to keep an eye out for Kyle, isn't it?"

Sniggering at his words I grin, "I can't picture the homophobic closeted jock David used to be taking the news that he was going to marry another man very well, he'd be more likely to punch the messenger and throw a slushy at them."

Frowning at me Sebastian tilts his head, "Oh," I say, "You didn't know David then did you? He was a really big bully through my Junior year in high school I used to come home covered in bruises from all the locker slams, at least he always missed when he threw slushies at me, it wasn't until he threatened to kill me that I was able to get him expelled," I sigh, "Of course that got overturned so I had to flee to Dalton and the protection of Zero Tolerance, Blaine helped dad and Carole get the lower school fees for me and they had to give up their honeymoon for me," I smile softly, "I'm so lucky with my parents."

For once Sebastian's staring in shock and his composure has gone completely, "He did what? You had to do what? Are we talking about the same Dave? He's a teddy bear... He didn't fight back when I was mean to him or when those kids bullied him until he..." Sebastian stops and pulls himself together.

Smirking at him I plonk my feet up on the desk next to him and flutter my eyes at him, "I guess you know as much about me as I know about you. You know what? We should go on an actual date where we talk, I could learn more about you, I mean I already know all about the impeccable timing, liking Indiana Jones, Master pear thief," I wave the half eaten remains of my pear and he grins at that, "And you seem to be a cell phone calendar reprogrammer."

"You got all that from our last date? I'm impressed Tiger, but if we talked what secrets of my soul could you pull out of me?" His free hand caresses my leg, "Could I risk it? Should I risk it?"

"Hmm, well that's up to you, but I think it would take a very long time to learn all your secrets Mr Smythe, to explore the depths of your very being, and you'd get to explore my depths too," It isn't until I've said it I realise how he could twist it and twist he does with a breathy suggestive laugh.

"Well if you're going to propose that and are putting it on the bargaining table, or should I say kitchen table, how could I refuse?" He asks and I'm flushing brightly and wishing I was more relaxed about these kinds of things as he laughs at me again.

There's a knock on the door, "Sorry boss but um it's Mr Paris again."

"It's open," I call out and the homophobic customer charges in to stop short at the sight of me lounging in the office eating a pear with a handsome man sitting on my desk paying court to me. "Mr Paris, how can I help you today?"

Blinking he says, "My car's making a funny noise."

Finishing up my pear I throw the tiny bottom part in the trash and grab a wet wipe to clean my sticky fingers, standing up I turn to Sebastian, "I'm really sorry but I have work to do, thank you for the dessert, the pear was lovely, almost as good as one I'd have picked out to buy."

"You're welcome Tiger," he snags me and pulls me in for a hug, but this is Sebastian and I get a soft kiss too, "Hmm pear, nice," hands squeeze my ass and I jump, "See you later Tiger, I can't wait for our next date, and this time we'll talk, no snuggling on the sofa watching great movies."

"I grant you Indiana Jones is good, but there are some amazing musicals out there Sebastian," he pulls a face at me and it's my turn to laugh, "Or we could go to a nice restaurant and eat good food, walk in the park holding hands, whisper sweet nothings at each other..." He stops me with a kiss.

"Romantic," he taunts me.

"Always, and I love flowers," I hint.

"I'll keep that in mind," and then he slips away.

"Right Mr Paris, let's see to your car shall we," I go out into the garage to find the problem, a stone was caught in one of his tyres. "There all fixed I'll even do this one free of charge for you."

"That young man..." Mr Paris looks embarrassed, "I don't agree with your lifestyle choice but you've always been such a nice and sweet young man, never causing your father any problems," he hesitates, "But that young man you're dating? He looks like trouble, if you were a girl I'm sure your father would be locking you up and getting his shotgun out to fend him off."

"Um, thank you for defending my virtue?" I'm a bit baffled, "But I'm aware of Sebastian's past and I promise to be careful."

"Right," the man's face goes red, "Only young people today hurry into things these days you might want to withhold certain, um, things from him to make sure that it's you he's after, not a passing moment of passion."

And then we both realise what he's just said, hurriedly parting ways he leaves and I go back to working on the car from earlier.

"Hey boss," Miguel calls out, "Did Mr Pain in the Ass really show you concern? And warn you off your new paramour?"

"Yes he did Miguel," I shake my head, "Next he'll be organising a gay pride parade," people can be so strange.

"Yeah well you might want to listen, that young man of yours," the mechanic pauses, "I know men like him, it does not always end well for the lady they're chasing, if he plays you, me and the other guys, well, we can explain it to him, in detail, that you're not that kind of man."

"Err, thank you Miguel, but I can tell him that myself, with words and not fists," I nip that one in the bud and pretend the kitchen table incident never happened.

A/N: Sorry for any and all mistakes, I've tried to catch those I could, but I'm only human.

Also sorry for not replying to all the amazing reviews you've sent me, I promise to start catching up :)