Title: Causing A Scene

Rating: M (a fairly mild M though)

Warnings: Lot's of drinking alcohol with a fairly casual attitude towards it.

Word Count: 1,300 for this part. (they do get longer, I promise)

Summary: One night Kurt Hummel walks through the door at Scandal's. And that's the moment everything changes for Sebastian.

A/N: Thank you, so so so much to everyone who read, alerted and reviewed the last chapter. I appreciate it so much. Also, I have a tumblr! I've only just started really using it, but, you can follow me if you like, my user is yourpinkdiary :) (can't properly link to it, but it's yourpinkdiary . tumblr . com without any spaces)


Three whole days passed before Sebastian really let himself think of Kurt Hummel again. At least, in a manner that was voluntary and welcome, and not as flashes of blue eyes and long legs at the wrong moments. It was mid-afternoon, a beautiful start of summer's day and he was at the Lima Bean. A place he'd deliberately stopped coming to a few weeks back. But he was here again...

... Because of the coffee. Obviously.

Why else would he be there?

The more he repeated that to himself the more he found himself inclined to believe it.

And then Kurt Hummel walked through the door. Not that Sebastian had been watching it the entire time he'd been sipping at his latte. No...

Kurt turned his head and spotted Sebastian instantly. Their eyes met and even from such a distance Sebastian was struck by how intense Kurt's gaze could be. Kurt looked confused for a moment, then scowled, before turning away and joining the queue to order.

Sebastian grinned, if there was something he knew he loved it was riling Kurt Hummel up. Whether it was before… where he would make him jealous by blatantly hitting on Blaine, or using blackmail to try and win a show choir competition, it was fun to see him get red and flustered, and his snarky side really came out. Kurt was quick-witted, and that was why, whenever Sebastian saw him, he couldn't help but say something to the boy. It was too hard to resist.

'Stalking me now are you Hummel?'

'There's a mattress in the storeroom out the back with your name on it, isn't there? That's why you're always here.'

'Hey, if you know I'm always here, why do you keep coming?'

Kurt shot him quite a stealthy glare. 'Find me a place nearby with better coffee and I'll never step foot in this place again.' he turned to the waiting barista, with a sudden flip in attitude and smiled politely at her. 'Grande, low fat mocha, thanks.'

'Anything else?'

'No-'

'Small long black.' Sebastian cut in. 'My good friend here,' he slapped Kurt on the back. 'Said he'd shout me a drink of my choosing.'

Kurt elbowed him hard in the ribs, and it took all his willpower to not wince in pain from it.

'Right, that as well.' Kurt said through gritted teeth and a forced smile.

He paid for the order, and they moved to the side of the counter where drinks were collected.

'You're an ass, you know that?'

'It's a hot ass though.'

'Right, whatever.'

Sebastian smirked, because Kurt hadn't actually disagreed. He did notice though, that Kurt had been fidgety from the moment he'd walked in. He looked a little on edge, and kept anxiously glancing around the place, specifically at the door. Sebastian couldn't work out what it was about, but chose to ignore the odd behaviour.

Their drinks were done and they collected them. Sebastian moved to sit down at a nearby table, but Kurt didn't follow.

'Join me?' he asked.

'I... uh... I can't.' another glance at the door. 'Promised I'd help Rachel shop for a brand new New York City wardrobe.'

'Right.'

'Yeah... so, I have to go, now.' Kurt's anxiety seemed to have increased in the last two minutes. He glanced out the front windows to the car park once again. 'Bye.' he muttered, before leaving.

Sebastian watched him duck his head and walk out quickly and sighed.

'I've been there.' the barista said, in what Sebastian supposed she'd meant to be a sympathetic tone.

'What?'

'That was rejection.'

'I did not just get rejected.' he protested.

'Working in a coffee shop, I see a lot, and you just got rejected big time.'

'I'm not even interested in him. So you're wrong.' he said.

As he stalked off to a table he heard her snort.

'Yeah, not interested my ass.'

Sebastian rolled his eyes, but refused to retort.

He'd been sitting at that table for five minutes before Blaine Anderson walked in through the door. Sebastian watched as the boy, tensed, looked around the shop, before visibly he visibly sighed in relief and grabbed the hand of the tall, tanned boy standing just behind him.

'Must be the new boyfriend'were Sebastian's first thoughts as he studied the boy. He had dark hair that was done in a casually messy manner (so people would believe it just effortlessly looked good, when in reality it probably took him hours), dark eyes and high cheek bones. From the way his shirt casually clung to his body it looked like he had a decent amount of muscle definition hiding just beneath it. Whoever the guy was, he was gorgeous.

So what was he doing with Blaine?

There was only one way to find out, so Sebastian waited until the couple had their drinks and took a table before he pounced. He casually slid into a seat next to mystery boy with a smooth smile.

'Hi, I don't believe we've met. I'm Sebastian Smythe.' he held out his hand.

The boy glanced to Blaine, who, much to Sebastian's pleasure gave an irritated sigh.

'Seriously, do you exclusively hit on people who are taken?'

Sebastian feigned an innocent look. 'I was merely introducing myself to this charming gentleman. Anyway, how am I supposed to know he's taken, I'm not a mind reader.'

'Maybe the fact that we're holding hands might have been an indicator.' the boy pointed out.

Sebastian pretended to only just notice the way they were delicately holding hands across the table.

'Oh!' He feigned surprised. 'Well then... forgive me for asking but uh, what happened to Ladyface Hummel?'

And here was what he'd been waiting for. An answer to the question that had plagued him more than it really should have.

'I don't see why it's your business.' Blaine said.

'I can't help but be curious. And a little disappointed you didn't call me the second you were free. The thought hurt's my ego a little bit.' he strangely, wasn't disappointed at all (the ego bit was true), but was hoping in some indirect way the flattery would get Blaine to spill.

'We drifted apart. It happens. If you really want to know the full story, talk to him yourself.'

'Funny,' Sebastian smirked. 'He said the same thing.'

He watched as Blaine's shoulders tensed up. 'You've seen him? Wait, so, you already knew before just now we weren't together anymore?'

'That's neither here nor there.' Sebastian waved a hand in dismissal. He turned to the tanned boy. 'I still didn't catch your name gorgeous.'

'Nate. Nathan.'

'Nate Nathan?' He raised his eyebrows.

'Nate as in short for Nathan.'

'Right. Whatever. But seriously Blaine, what happened to the heart eyes, 'we're going to grow old together',making everyone around you puke rainbows thing you had going on with Hummel?'

'People change.'

'You met this guy here and realised you could do better?'

'No! That's not, why does every just assume that...'

'Maybe because they've seen your new boy toy?'

'Um, I take offence to that.'

'Don't, it's only Sebastian.'

'That was a compliment you idiot.' Sebastian said at the same time Blaine responded.

'Um...'

'Well, I best be off. It was nice chatting. Lovely to meet you, Nate.' Sebastian took a card from his pocket and put it on the table. 'If you ever want to have real fun, give me a call.'

As he waked off he could her Nathan asking 'Is this... did he just give me a business card?'. Sebastian pulled out his phone as soon as he was in the parking lot heading to his car. He distinctly remembered getting Kurt's number off Blaine one day (and by that he meant, stealing Blaine's phone for a moment and getting the number himself) in case he ever felt like pranking the boy, or something...

To Kurt:
Anderson seriously downgraded.

It wasn't true at all. Unless Nathan was actually a complete asshole. But he had a sneaking suspicion Kurt needed a reason to smile.

Not that he cared.

He just hadn't done his good deed for the day yet. And… the universe needs to be kept in order after all.