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Of meercats and moving forward
CHAPTER TWO
The first thing Sebastian Smythe noticed when he woke up was the thumping headache he had as he squinted his eyes in the morning sun shining through the window. The second was that this wasn't his room and the third was the warm body underneath him.
For a moment he blanched, not remembering who he had gone home with the night before, until he remembered finding David's jacket left on his chair and the events that followed it. He then figured his throbbing headache was probably a mixture of too much beer and cracking his head on the sidewalk.
He lifted his head, peering at the boy beneath him, only to discover a pair of hazel eyes peering back at him. He smiled at David and was relieved when the larger boy smiled back.
"You drooled on me pretty boy." Dave huffed, rubbing his eyes roughly.
"I highly doubt that." Sebastian replied rolling his eyes.
"Whatever you say." Came the muffled response as Dave rolled onto his stomach, Sebastian moving off of him, and smooshed his face into the pillow. "It's too early. Why am I awake so early ugh." Was all Sebastian could hear through the various mutterings.
Chuckling to himself, Sebastian flipped onto his back, arms behind his head, marvelling at his current situation. Not only had he shared a bed with a guy who hadn't slept with him, tried, or expected to, but he was sharing a bed with David Karofsky. The guy he'd been eyeing off for the last few weeks now.
He wasn't sure what first caught his interest with Dave. Originally he'd had his eyes on Blaine. But the diminutive boy was wrapped tightly around his effeminate partners well manicured fingers, and in Sebastian's opinion Blaine just wasn't worth the trouble. The boy with an obsession for bow ties was hot and rather talented but by this stage Sebastian just could not be bothered with the drama. Blaine and his boyfriend, as unworthy as he was, were clearly in love. Sebastian did have fun messing with Kurt but at the end of the day what they had was what he wanted now. He was tired of endless one night stands and being disgusted with himself in the morning. He wanted a stable relationship. He wanted love.
He'd first spotted Dave as he'd been dancing with Blaine. He'd seen the obnoxious boyfriend of Blaine chatting to a bulky guy in a hideous denim combo, complete with cap, at the bar. He'd been suprised to find the stranger quite attractive when he'd finally gotten a good luck at the boy, for on closer inspection Sebastian saw he could not be any older then himself. Sebastian figured he'd be a fun change to take home for the night, someone young, large and strong looking opposed to what he usual went for which was twinks, like little Blaine or older guys willing to pay for his drinks all night and whatever else he wanted just to get in his pants. Instead he got a fuck off.
This intrigued him. And so the next time he saw the boy he endeavoured to try again only to be met with silence and the larger boy storming off. These rejections may have wounded some lesser persons pride, but he was Sebastian Smythe, and therefore figured the problem was obviously not him. And so he'd decided to ask around about this boy, figure out what his problem was. He also had started to keep an eye out for the guy, waiting for him to return to Scandals and give him another chance to say yes to Sebastian.
The more he saw of the guy, the more Sebastian found himself thinking about him. He'd asked Blaine about him and found out that said boy was Dave Karofsy, ex-bully to Blaine's pre pubescent boy toy, who'd dissapeared after their Prom never to be heard from again.
He'd found himself dreaming about Dave at night and not always in innapropriate ways. Sometimes he dreamt of strong arms wrapped around him, of soft gentle kisses without the hunger of lust and sex behind it, just passion and love. He dreamt of strong calloused hands wrapped around his, of late night phone calls and whispered declarations of I love yous.
And so he'd persevered in his pursuit of the illusive David Karofsky. Only to be constantly rejected until he finally came to the conclusion that the problem may be him. Perhaps the boy he'd been dreaming about hadn't been dreaming of him. What would attractive, mysterious Dave Karofsky want with Sebastian the man whore who, up until laying eyes on Dave, never left the club without a guaranteed good time on his arm. What would the quiet, awkward boy want with a slut.
"Huh?" Sebastian rolled to his side, breaking from his thoughts as he heard Dave grumbling beside him. He smiled as the thought of Dave beside him crossed his mind. Something he'd started to come to terms with, may never happen.
"I said," Dave huffed, "if you want me driving you back to your little school, I need to stop for coffee first. The stuff we have here is shit." Dave evidently, was not a morning person.
Sebastian smirked, a chance to spend time with Dave over coffee, chatting and getting to know each other? Why would he say no to that? "Yeah that's fine. Would you mind if I showered first? I'd hate to know what i smell like right now." He finished with a chuckle.
Dave simply grinned at him. "Stale beer, cigarette smoke, old man body odour and vomit if I'm not mistaken." Sebastian leapt out of the bed, humiliated at the laugh ripped from Dave as he landed on the floor. Dave pushed himself up out of the bed , shuffling over to his closet, where he pruduced a pair of grey sweats and white polo. " Here, smallest clothes I've got, but they should fit you alright." At Sebastian's confused look Dave pressed on. "Unless you're ok with putting your dirty clothes back on? I don't know, just thought you'd prefer that, never mind."
Sebastian grabbed the items before Dave could put them back. "Umm, thanks." He smiled, hugging the clothes to his bare chest. Dave showed him to the bathroom before sluggishly moving through to another room. Sebastian watched him go smiling, till he closed the door behind him.
Freshly showered and smelling much better, Sebastian dressed himself, the shirt fitting fine and the pants only slightly baggy before he found the draw string and tightened them. Peering at himself in the mirror he smiled. Not only was he totally pulling of this look, but these were Dave's clothes. He had finally spent the night with him and it was more then he could have imagined. He had thought David's intentions in bringing him here were to have sex with him, shattering his illusions of the boy. He'd been ok with that though, hoping if he gave Dave what he wanted he may want Sebastian to actually stick around after for once. Or at least crush Sebastian's growing interest in him.
Instead he'd been cleaned up and looked after. Allowed to stay in Dave's bed after the boy had made it clear sex was not on the cards. Given clean clothes and access to a shower. They'd even talked a little. It was more then he had ever recieved before. The thought made him giddy.
Leaving the bathroom, he came face to bare back with David Karofsky clad only in a towel wrapped around his waist. Dave jumped, turning abruptly as Sebastian closed the door behind him. He looked up at Dave's face, finding the boy blushing profusely. In Sebastian's mind the boy had nothing to be embarrassed about. A large chest wrapped in muscle with a thin coating of hair. A soft, flat stomach that hid, he had felt, firm muscles underneath. Broad shoulders, with well defined arms all wrapped in a golden tan. Dave rushed into his room, slamming the door behind him, leaving Sebastian alone in the hallway thinking very undapper thoughts.
Sebastian had recently become a frequent visitor of the Lima Bean after his short lived Blaine stalking, yet he hadn't thought Blaine and his absurdley dressed boyfriend would be there that morning.
It had started off well enough, after the awkward car ride. Dave had driven in silence, face beet red the whole way. Pulling into the parking lot , Sebastian had jumped out of the passenger side, strutting over to Dave who had started heading into the venue. Dave had broken his silence, asking for Sebatian's drink preference before going to order them. Sebastian going to find them a table. It was then he'd spotted Blaine and his boyfriend, said boy giving him the look of death and grabbing his boyfriend's hand possesively. Blaine, oblivious as ever, smiled and waved him over. Sebastian smirked and headed over.
"Hey Blaine, Kurt. What brings you boys here this fine morning?" Kurt looked as though he wished Sebastian would catch fire, which only increased his smirk.
"Every saturday morning Blaine and I have coffee dates. Its tradition. We never miss them." Kurt explained, narrowing his eyes, cutting off Blaine's cheerful greeting.
"Coffee date huh? Sounds romantic." Sebastian had to laugh at the indignant look on Kurt's face.
"Our orders up Kurt. I'll be back in a sec ok?" Blaine left the two together, ignorant of the tension between the two.
"They are romantic, thank you. Not that you'd know anything about romance. I honestly don't know why you're still bothering with this scheme." Kurt huffed. "You don't have a scrap of a chance with Blaine. Blaine and I are in love. You can't break us." The force of Kurt's glare intensified.
Sebastian simply rolled his eyes. "Ease up there little Kurt. Untwist your panties." He laughed as Kurt doubled his efforts to kill him with the power of his mind. "Rest assured. I've set my sites on a real man. Someone who's highlight of the day is not over the phone skin care regimes."
"What. Another one night stand, man whore? Or does this poor shmuck actually believe you're a decent human being?" Kurt sneered. "You're deluded if you think anyone would be interested in you for anything but a quick fuck."
Sebastian stood abruptly. Kurt had a way to cut a person to the core with his words. What hurt the most was the accuracy in them. His worst fears dragged before him.
"Oh hey Kurt... Here, coffee." The gruff voice of David, already sipping his coffee, came from beside him, handing Sebastian his coffee. "I thought you'd be here. Saw Blaine in the line up. He still wishes my early demise I see." He finished with a chuckle. Sebastian felt his face burn, dread bubbling in his stomach at the look on Kurt's face.
"You can't be serious." Kurt scoffed, looking between the two. "David, you do realise who this is right?"
"What?" Dave looked confused, taking an empty seat at the table and chugging down the rest of his coffee.
"Him!" Kurt sneered, pointing angrily at Sebastian. "This peice of trash who's adament at obtaining what isn't his." At David's continued befuddled look, Kurt continued. "He's been after Blaine ever since we've met him. I don't know what you thinks going on David, but he's definitely not interested in you. He's just a slut."
"Right. Because no one would ever be interested in David Karofsky, would they Kurt? To fat and ugly to get myself a boyfriend as perfect as eyebrows over there." Dave too had risen from his seat, his face a mask of anger.
"Eyebrows ... what? No, I didn't mean it like that. But this thing here," he pointed towards Sebastian, " Is only after one thing David. And you're not even out yet. You need to accept yourself first before throwing yourself around. And not with this guy. Even you could do better than that." Kurt's face dropped as he finished. "Wait. No. That came out wrong. I just-"
"No it's fine Kurt." A look of defeat on his face. "I'll be out in the car when you're ready Seb." He finished before, shoulders hunched, he slumped out of the Lima Bean.
Sebastian's cool, calm demeanor had been dropped entirely. "Happy with yourself? Feel better now you've torn someone down? I might be a slut but you can be an all mighty asshole!" He tried and failed to keep his voice down.
"Don't you start preaching to me about rights and wrongs Smythe. I didn't mean it to come out that way ok. David's trying to become a decent person, he doesn't need you using him and dragging him back down."
"Who said I was using him? Ever think I might actually like him?" Sebastian was practically yelling by now.
"Oh really, you like David now?" He laughed, obnoxiously. " How does someone go from slobbering obsessively over my Blaine, to coffee dates with David Karofsky?" Kurt looked incredulous. "I don't buy it. You just happen to be here again, when you know Blaine and I frequent here. Just stay away from my boyfriend."
Blaine walked over with a curious look on his face. "What's all this about guys? You ok Kurt? Karofsky wasn't messing with you was he?"
Sebastian looked over at Blaine before turning to sneer at Kurt again. "Go fuck yourself gay face." And with a look of fury, Sebastian stormed out of the coffee shop.
Finding Dave barely controlling his tears in the drivers seat of his car made Sebastian's heart ache painfully in his chest. Sebastian knew the two had a terrible history, but from what he'd seen Kurt had put it behind him and the two had come to an understanding or the beginnings of a friendship. Kurt had a problem with him, he could easily understand why, but Dave had got hit in the cross fire and he hadn't deserved it. Kurt's words had hurt Dave a lot more then the sharp tongued boy realised.
Hopping into the car, he reached out,placing his hand on Dave's forearm. David quickly snatched his arm away. "Look Dave, I'm really sorry about all that. It's me he's angry with. You didn't deserve that shit."
"I do alright. Just, don't worry bout it 'k" Dave mumbled, before starting up the car.
"No seriously he sh-" Sebastian was abruptly cut off by Dave.
"Yes I do! I've done some fucked up shit towards him in the past. I deserve whatever he throws at me. And it's not like he was lying. I'm not exactly a fucking catch am I. A fat, closeted jock who's never gotten past second base with another dude cos I'm a fucking coward. Yeah, they're all lining up for this shit." Dave finished with a scowl, not bothering to hide the catch in his throat or misted eyes.
Sebastian frowned at Dave's lack of self esteem. It cut him, how badly this beautiful boy thought of himself. Fat and ugly were not things he'd associate with this boy. His body was a mass of solid muscle. His face, with its strong jaw and finely arched eyebrows, enchanting hazel green eyes and soft, kissable lips. He found himself more and more attracted to Dave the longer he looked at him. He wanted to hug the boy. Hold him until all his insecurities were wiped from his mind. An urge that had never struck him before regarding anyone else.
He tried to speak again, but swallowed his words by one look from Dave. "Where am I headed? I have no idea where your school is." And after Sebastian gave him directions, they resumed the drive in silence.
Sebastian felt crushed from all that had just happened. He knew the fault of what had transpired fell on him. And Dave's heart ache crushed him. He barely knew the guy but he'd honestly never felt more strongly for someone before. Although Sebastian had endeavoured to get himself a real relationship, he'd always imagined he'd be the one the guy would always be chasing. Always trying to impress him. Instead he'd fallen, quite hard, for a guy who, he was pretty sure, wasn't even interested in him.
Dave may have been caring and kind towards him but he hadn't shown the slightest bit of interest towards him in a romantic sense. The thought hurt Sebastian even more.
The trip was shorter then usual, Dave driving over the speed limit. Sebastian stalled getting out of the car though, not yet wanting to leave him. "You gonna be ok Dave?" He whispered, feeling pleased when he placed his hand on Dave's arm and it wasn't shaken off immediately.
"Yeah, I'm good. Don't worry 'bout it... Looks like a fancy place. Better get in there before you get busted out here." He mumbled gesturing with his head towards the school.
Sebastian smiled before grabbing Dave's phone off the dash and calling his phone with it, before adding his number into Dave's. "Expect a phone call... And drive safe David." This time Sebastian went in slowly before placing his lips over Dave's. His heart soared as he felt Dave hesitantly move his lips against Sebastian's. The kiss was sweet and tender. Sebastian relunctantly pulling away after a short time.
"Expect a phone call soon Dave." He repeated with a smile before gently touching his lips to David's again. It was nothing more then a peck of the lips before he was out of the car and stealthily making his way back to his dorm room.
The smile never left his face all night. And neither did the feel of David's lips moving against his.