A/N: Um spoilers I guess for season 2, well references to things that happened in season 2 so. I don't own the characters; they belong to FOX/Glee.
"Honestly. I don't know what I ever saw in him." Kurt was sprawled on his back, his head resting in Santana's lap, hanging out in Kurt's room two days after he and Blaine had broken up.
"Well I can't answer that question because first of all, I don't like boys, and second of all, I never saw the attraction anyway."
"You think Sebastian is attractive." Kurt pointed out.
"That's because Sebastian is a man."
"He's not that much older than us."
"Better than the Lima losers that we have to choose from."
Kurt sighed and flipped to the next page of his magazine. "I can't believe he dumped me. You know that if it was him who had been picked to be kissed then he would have been all over it and expected me to understand and stand by him."
"Mmhmm."
"I mean, Blaine was just talking to me like a month ago about how attractive he found Sebastian. It's not fair that because I'm the younger and less experienced one of us two that I should be babied; like I can't make smart decisions."
"I thought you didn't care."
"I don't care. I'm so over Blaine. Who needs Blaine when I have…" Kurt trailed off.
"You don't have Sebastian." Santana pointed out. "He's getting paid to kiss you. And then he gets deported."
Kurt was silent, and Santana knew that he understood where she was coming from, and perhaps for the first time, realizing that Sebastian wasn't truly into him.
"Whatever. I still don't need Blaine." Kurt finally spoke, although his voice had lost the snark.
Santana tried not to care about Kurt. But as members of the handful of openly gay (ok so Santana liked both boys and girls, but she was still a little gay) students at school, they tended to stick together. And besides, Kurt put up with her bullshit on the regular; he deserved to have someone there for him.
"I've got an idea." Santana's voice broke the silence. "Time to prove to the world, or at least the more liberal side of Ohio, that you might be pretty but you can handle yourself." Santana all but dumped Kurt off of her lap as she stood up.
"Um, what?" Kurt tilted his head so that he was looking at Santana, albeit upside down, but at her all the same.
"You're right. Fuck Blaine. I'm sure there are at least 5 more guys around here who'd love to get a piece of that pasty white ass."
"Hey now! I have fair skin!"
"Whatever. We're going to Scandals. We're going to get drunk. And we're going to forget all about Blaine." Santana clapped her hands together before walking around the bed and tugging on Kurt's legs until he relented and got up himself. "Time to show these Lima losers exactly what they've been losing out on."
The club was crowded. It was dark and hot and Kurt somewhat regretted the amount of hairspray that was in his hair because being in there for 5 minutes and he could feel the humidity working it's way into loosening up his 'do.
Santana had bribed Puck to get them fakes (with what, Kurt didn't want to know, but he had his suspicions). Kurt wasn't sure if they would work, seeing as his fake ID looked nothing like him, but the bouncer barely checked it before letting them in.
"Come on Hummel. Let's get some drinks. Your personal life drama is too much for me to handle sober."
"Imagine how I feel."
"That's the spirit!"
Santana grabbed Kurt's hand as they made their way through the groups of people before they reached the bar. Kurt zoned out for a moment, trusting Santana to take care of the drinks as he scanned the club. Kurt had never been to Scandals before, but he had heard Blaine talk about it with his friends. Blaine. Kurt began to search the club to see if Blaine was here. Who's stupid idea had it been it to go to a place where the person he's trying to forget frequents? Fortunately before Kurt was able to panic, Santana returned, two drinks in hand.
"What is this?" Kurt asked as he took the drink from Santana.
"Does it matter?" Santana smirked before throwing her head back and taking a large gulp. "Come on Hummel. Live a little."
Kurt rolled his eyes before he took a tentative sip. His face contorted in a slight grimace as he swallowed. "No seriously. What is this."
"Holy balls Hummel, it's cranberry and vodka. It gets better the more you drink, I promise." Santana bumps Kurt's hip with her own before tossing back the rest of her drink and placing her empty cup on the bar. "Come on. Down that so we can dance." Santana looked at Kurt expectantly; Kurt sighed, braced himself, and in a few gulps, drank down the rest of his drink.
"I feel woozy."
"It'll pass. Let's go!" Santana grabbed Kurt by the elbow and pulled him out onto the dance floor as one song melded into another. Santana spun Kurt around and began grinding up against his back as she sang along to the song.
White knuckles and sweaty palms from hanging on too tight
Clenched shut jaw, I've got another headache again tonight
Eyes on fire, eyes on fire, and they burn from all the tears
I've been crying, I've been crying, I've been dying over you
Tie a knot in the rope, tryna hold, tryna hold,
But there's nothing to grab so I let go
Kurt, who had finally found his balance in the crowd, turned around to face Santana as they both yelled the lyrics at each other as the danced, not caring about anyone else around them.
I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us (blow me one last kiss)
You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit
My head is spinning so (blow me one last kiss)
Kurt dropped his body, bouncing close to the floor before he body rolled slowly up, swinging his hips to the beat. He was blissfully unaware of anything going on as the song pulsated through the speakers.
Just when it can't get worse, I've had a shit day (NO!)
Have you had a shit day? (NO!), we've had a shit day (NO!)
I think that life's too short for this, I want back my ignorance and bliss
I think I've had enough of this, blow me one last kiss.
As Kurt turned around, he caught sight of Blaine dancing a few feet away from him, surrounded by a bunch of other boys who were laughing and smiling and joking with Blaine. Kurt was hit with a wave of jealousy. It had been TWO DAYS. And Blaine had broken up with Kurt because he thought Kurt was being unfaithful. And now Blaine had already moved on? In a burst of confidence (mostly fueled by alcohol) Kurt shimmied his way over to where Blaine was and grabbed a blond boy who was dancing near Blaine and began to grind on him, grabbing the other boy's hands and putting them onto his hips. Kurt watched as Blaine stopped dancing, a look of shock mixed with anger on his face.
I won't miss all of the fighting that we always did,
Take it in, I mean what I say when I say there is nothing left
No more sick, whiskey dick, no more battles for me
You'll be calling a trick, 'cause you'll no longer sleep
I'll dress nice, I'll look good, I'll go dancing alone
I will laugh, I'll get drunk, I'll take somebody home
The blond boy that Kurt had been dancing with was suddenly sandwiched between Kurt and another boy who had come up behind him. Kurt pulled himself away and began to move his body gracefully to the beat, making sure that his ass was on display in the way that he knew drove Blaine crazy. Kurt let himself be surrounded by the boys that Blaine was dancing with, touching them lightly and pulling them close to him, dancing and flirting with them as Blaine stood there.
Blow me one last kiss
Blow me one last kiss
I will do what I please, anything that I want
I will breathe, I will breathe, I won't worry at all
You will pay for your sins, you'll be sorry my dear
All the lies, all the why's, will all be crystal clear
Suddenly Kurt was pulled up against one of the boys and he could feel the other boy's hard on pressed up against his ass, and a familiar pair of hands grabbing onto his hips. Kurt turned his head to see who was behind him and was only slightly surprised to see Sebastian behind him, his eyes glazed as he leered at Kurt.
I think I've finally had enough, I think I maybe think too much
I think this might be it for us (blow me one last kiss)
You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit
My head is spinning so (blow me one last kiss)
Just when it can't get worse, I've had a shit day (No!)
Have you had a shit day? (No!), we've had a shit day (No!)
I think that life's too short for this, I want back my ignorance and bliss
I think I've had enough of this, blow me one last kiss.
Kurt let himself relax against Sebastian and stopped caring about whether Blaine was watching or not. He felt Sebastian's hands running up and down his body, and while he didn't like how handsy Sebastian was getting, he wasn't going to let Blaine see that. Kurt was so busy pretending not to care where Sebastian's hands were going that he missed Blaine storming out of the club.
Blow me one last kiss
Blow me one last kiss
Just when it can't get worse, I've had a shit day (No!)
Have you had a shit day? (No!), we've had a shit day (No!)
I think that life's too short for this, Want back my ignorance and bliss
I think I've had enough of this, blow me one last kiss.
As the song came to an end Sebastian spun Kurt around so that he was facing him and grabbed Kurt roughly by the back of the head, smashing their lips together. Kurt was so surprised that he didn't react. Sebastian took advantage of Kurt's relaxed mouth to shove his tongue into Kurt's mouth. The strong taste of cigarettes and alcohol on Sebastian's breath made Kurt snap out of it. Kurt pulled himself out of Sebastian's embrace, putting his hands up to stop Sebastian from doing anything again. Before Sebastian could say anything or try to do anything again, Kurt turned quickly and ran out of the club as fast as he could. He sent off a text to Santana telling her that he had left and that he was taking a cab home.
The cab ride home Kurt tried not to cry. He had really messed up. Blaine was right. He did need someone to protect him. Kurt had thought that he had gotten over the locker room incident, but being aggressively kissed by Sebastian had brought back all the terror from last year. In both cases he pinned to someone else's body in a stronghold and kissed against his will. Granted, with Sebastian it was more due to alcohol than lack of attraction, but still, Kurt felt very uncomfortable about the whole situation. He wished he could just go over to Blaine's house and curl up with him while they watch musicals and Blaine would tell him everything was going to be ok. But he couldn't. Because Blaine tried to warn him and Kurt told Blaine that he didn't need him.
When Kurt finally got home, he changed out of his clothes, and did an abbreviated version of his skincare regime before he crawled into his bed. At least the live broadcast was tomorrow night and then Sebastian would be gone, and Kurt could start to pick up the pieces of his life again. But for right now, Kurt was due for a nice long cry.
Song is "Blow Me (One Last Kiss)" by Pink.