Lost Time Chapter 2: Just Here, Waiting, a glee fanfic

Disclaimer: I own nothing but I wish I could own Chris Colfer cause he is so amazing =] ~~~~~~~

A/N: In this chapter, the Klaine talk from "Thanksgiving" and the Klaine plot from "Glee, Actually" never occurred so...yeah. =P I find it funny how I am a Klaine shipper but I'm taking out important Klaine moments ;P Gotta make room for Kurtbastian! Anyways...Enjoy! ~~~~

Chapter 2: Just Here...Waiting

Waiting is the worst part. Not being able to know right away if something had gone wrong, if someone had passed away already, or if someone will ever wake up again. It takes an emotional toll on even the strongest person. You start thinking the worst possible scenarios and pray that they aren't coming true. After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting. So Sebastian did just that...wait. Waiting for the surgery to end, waiting to see Kurt again. He had to force himself to breathe evenly to prevent hyperventilation and syncope. He couldn't stop rubbing his hands together ever since sitting down 10 minutes ago and will not stop till he knew that his boyfriend was okay. He had to be okay...

Sebastian was informed upon arrival by a nurse that the eighteen year old drunken driver had called 911. Kurt was still awake and responsive when the ambulance arrived but expressed pain in his left leg, where he had been struck. He had a couple of cuts to the face and arms due to the fall but nothing serious. Unfortunately, Kurt had hit his head on the curb which caused him to pass out from a concussion on the way to the hospital. Sebastian knew he was going to make it but it's hard not to think the worst. He wouldn't allow Kurt to be taken away from him so easily...not his first real love. He would kill that teenager if given the chance. That was a promise.

Since bumping into each other in November, Sebastian and Kurt have exchanged numbers and talked almost every day, whether it be through phone or Skype. He never noticed how easy it was to talk to Hummel but then again, he never really tried in the past. Besides the usual witty banter, Kurt would talk about work and his joy in getting into NYADA while Sebastian would talk about Warbler practice and school. Blaine was still a sore spot to talk about but Kurt held his own when he was brought up from time to time. So I guess you could say they were friends now. Some might even say good friends if a label was actually put on it.

Kurt had invited him to come back to New York for New Years to see the ball drop in Times Square for the first time. It also didn't hurt that he could spend Sebastian's birthday with him. It was now 11:58PM on the chilly December 31, 2012 night. Just two minutes away from the New Year...two minutes away from his eighteenth birthday. Besides being able to drive in New York, eighteen was nothing monumental. Being twenty-one was important since he would be considered an adult and it allowed him to be shit-faced with alcohol...legally.

So why was turning eighteen important for Sebastian? His eyes quickly scanned the vast crowd who were eagerly waiting for the ball to drop to signify a whole new year was ahead of them. His eyes eventually drifted back to the boy beside him. Kurt stood with his glasz eyes glued to the ball and a smile on his face while hugging himself to keep warm. The sight of it made a smile tug at his own lips. Sebastian didn't know when it happened but he knew. He liked Kurt Elizabeth Hummel...more than a friend should. He liked everything about Kurt: his sharp mind, his lean but muscular figure, the way his nose and eyes crinkled when he smiled or laughed, and his pale but smooth and flawless skin. What he liked most was his eyes with swirls of blue, green, and grey. He could literally just stare at them for days on end. Being new to feelings, Sebastian doubted they were even real but having Kurt to talk to only reaffirmed that he did have feelings for his ex-enemy.

He was cautious at first, taking time to sort out his feelings and debating for a week if he should tell Kurt. It was all so scary and new to him but that just made it all the more exhilarating for Sebastian. He knew that before anything could happen, he had to make sure Blaine wouldn't get in the way. Sebastian knew it was wrong of him to lie but when Blaine and him would meet up for coffee once in a while back in Ohio, he would say Kurt was truly happy in New York. He would slightly rub it in Blaine's face of the talks they were having whereas the lack thereof between Blaine and Kurt. He didn't completely lie if that counted for anything. Kurt was indeed happy in New York and he still didn't forgive Blaine for cheating.

This was it...the time has come to make his feelings known. Ringing in the new year with his first ever boyfriend.

Sebastian didn't know if Kurt would even return his feelings. Kurt was still scarred by the failure of his first real relationship. If he did, Sebastian would be over the moon at the fact that he would finally be in a real, loving relationship. If he didn't...well Sebastian really didn't want to think about that. It was now or never...no chance to turn back now. He was adamant on that.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" they shouted as they both turned to each other. Sebastian quickly placed his hand onto the back of Kurt's neck, guiding his lips onto his own. He stayed there, putting pressure onto the older boy's lips and patiently waited for Kurt to push him away and/or slap him. To Sebastian's utter disbelief, it never came and soon enough he felt Kurt kiss him back. They kissed lightly for another ten seconds before backing their heads away. "So...," Sebastian found himself stuttering, "Will- will you be my boy- boyfriend?"

Sebastian scanned Kurt's face to see any type of reaction that would depict the answer but it was completely blank. He started to freak out in his head. Oh crap! He's going to reject me. I am so embarrassed. Why am I such an idiot?! "It's no big deal or whatever...I mean if you say no, I'll finally come to realize that this was just some stupid crush anyways. How could I, Sebastian Smythe, like someone like you?," he found himself babbling out. "I'm not saying you're bad or anything! Shit..I'm-," he tried to quickly correct himself before he felt Kurt's lips on his once again, effectively cutting him off.

When Kurt pulled away moments later, he laid his forehead against Sebastian's. "You talk too much Criminal Chipmunk," Kurt breathed out with a smile, "My answer is yes, if you haven't figured that out by now." Sebastian could feel his knees turn to jelly so he applied most of his weight onto Kurt to keep his balance. "It's cold and you're crushing me, let's go back to my place," Kurt whined. Sebastian quirked an eyebrow at the implications to the last part of Kurt's sentence. He suddenly felt a light smack across his arm. "Take your mind out of the gutter, man-whore," Kurt snapped, "Do you want your birthday gift or not? It's back at the loft." Sebastian could only nod as Kurt took his hand into his and dragged him back towards the Bushwick apartment.

Rachel had decided to spend New Years with Brody so when they arrived at the loft, they had it to themselves. Kurt quickly grabbed the wrapped present from his bedroom and handed it over to Sebastian, "Happy 18th Birthday!...Don't hate it okay." Sebastian quickly unwrapped it and looked at it to see it was a 2013 calendar with a meerkat theme. He burst into laughter at the gift, realizing how fond he was with animal Kurt associated him with. "You don't have to be such a jerk about it," Kurt scolded while trying to take the gift back. "I thought it would be perfect for the new year ahead and it was cute. I'm poor okay." Kurt folded his arms across his chest with a pout when he failed to retrieve the gift.

"Hey, don't be like that," he said as he pulled Kurt towards him until he was flush against his chest, "I really love the gift." Sebastian dipped his head slightly to kiss Kurt's still pouting lips as his hands wrapped around his boyfriend's waist. "It's late, lets go to bed...boyfriend," Kurt finally mumbled against his lips. Having a boyfriend was one thing, but hearing someone call him that was another story. Sebastian found himself liking the label despite all the years of avoiding commitment...even if it meant not getting any action. He simply nodded but before he could slip onto the bed, he grabbed a nearby red pen and drew a heart around the "1" of January. Soon they fell asleep...sleeping next to each other with their arms and legs intertwined.

Soon, the lights of the operating room turned off, signaling that the surgery was over. He watched as several nurses helped roll out Kurt who laid asleep on the bed, heading towards his hospital room. Kurt had several bandages on his face and arms as well as a cast on his left leg. Soon the doctor came out and turned to talk to Sebastian. "Kurt sustained a concussion, several cuts to his face and arms but there wasn't any serious damage," the doctor explained while reading the papers on his clipboard, "Kurt's leg was fractured in the accident. We have him in a cast for that which will take roughly 6-8 weeks to heal. Everything else seems to be normal. I have prescribed some pain killers for his discharge in a couple of days. Kurt should wake up within the next hour."

Sebastian found himself waiting once again. At least this time, he could sit next to Kurt's bed, holding his hand until he woke up. This was just a snag in their upcoming life together. Soon enough, they will be back on track. He would do anything to make Kurt's healing process go smoothly without a hitch. Sebastian waited thirty-five excruciating minutes before the hand beneath his stirred. He looked up to see Kurt's eyes flutter open, relieved to see those beautiful eyes once again.

"Hey sweetie, how are you feeling?" he asked, giving Kurt hand a light squeeze. Sebastian watched as his boyfriend stare back at him and pull his hand away from Sebastian's.

"Who are you?"

DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNN! I hoped you enjoy reading this chapter even though a big part of it was a flashback. Please leave reviews so I know I am doing a good job despite my mediocre writing style. Once again, I will update when I am not too tired from work or being distracted my shiny things.