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Of meercats and moving forward.

CHAPTER 6

Sebastian strutted his way up the Karofsky driveway at precisely 10am Saturday morning. He was feeling confident today. Their phone calls had been going well and he was positive Dave was into him. Now today, he planned on sealing the deal. By the end of today he was going to be able to call David Karofsky his.

...

The door was opened by a well to do looking, older man, who bared a striking resemblance to his son. "Can I help you?" Paul karofsky asked after Sebastian had just stood there staring.

"Hello, I'm Sebastian." He put on his most charming smile. "I'm just here to pick up Dave."

A look of shock and confusion crossed the older mans face. "Pick him u- ahh you two are going to that PFLAG club today, right?" He looked to Sebastian for confirmation.

"Ahhh, yeah. I'm not from around here so Dave offered to show me where to go." He shrugged.

"Sure, come on in. He should be down in a moment, overslept a little." Paul gave him a 'what can you do' look. Sebastian cursed inside. He'd missed a chance to jump in Dave's bed? Fuck it all!

He hadn't had a good look at the Karofsky house last time he'd been in it. The house was a large double story. Light and airy inside, with plenty of family photos adorning the walls. He smiled at all the little Davey's in their frames. He had to admit, as a kid, Dave had been adorable. Adorable was not a term he'd use to describe him now. Sexy, delicious and fuckable, yes.

He was escorted by Dave's dad into the spacious living room, that was cluttered with more photos. He sat himself on the sofa and stared awkwardly at his lap. He felt like he was about to get the first date interrogation from the guy. Which wouldn't have bothered him if this was actually a date. But alas, Sebastian Smythe hadn't gotten that far ahead in his plan yet. And besides, he was 100% positive Dave hadn't come out to his father yet.

"So how do you know my David? You go to school together?" The older man had a guarded look about him, an almost defensive look. Like father like son, Seb thought.

"Actually I went to school with Kurt and his boyfriend." Technically true, he went to the same school as them, just not at the same time.

"Oh..." Dave's father looked slightly crestfallen at that. "My son bullied you as well?" Paul looked heart broken and beaten down at this question, but also as though he'd defend his son to the end of the earth.

"What? No! No, nothing like that. I just met him through them. We're friends." He smacked on another charming smile, though inside the term 'friends' crushed him. He needed to fix that soon. He felt better though as he watched Paul's face light up when Seb shut down any ideas of bullying.

"Oh, well that's good to hear." He rubbed a hand tiredly down his face. "He's a good kid, my boy. Just had a rough time of it." He looked as though he had more to say before he was interrupted by a loud call from the boy himself.

"DAD. If someone comes here for me soon, can you just tell them to wait a sec? I'm almost done." There was a loud series of thumps to finish that sentence.

"If you're talking about Sebastian, he's been here for a few minutes already." Paul shouted back.

"Oh fuck." More thumps and shuffling noises could be heard from upstairs.

"LANGUAGE!" Paul Karofsky yelled with a shake of his head and a smile on his face. Sebastian chuckled at the interaction between the two of them. What he'd give for parents who gave a crap about him.

...

As Dave emerged into the living room a short time later, Sebastian couldn't tear his eyes away from him. It was an unseasonably warm day that day and Dave had decided to wear a fitted white tee that clung to his muscles, with an unbuttoned shirt over the top. His jeans hung low on his hips and Sebastian couldn't wait for Dave to turn around to see how snug they sat on his ass.

When Dave's cheeks reddened, Sebastian realised he'd been staring just a tad longer then acceptable and regrettably averted his eyes. He settled them on Dave's dad who was giving him a very suspicious look, causing him to clear his throat and jump up.

"So... We should probably get going, yes? I think they'll be expecting us soon." He put on a smile before facing the suspicious, thoughtful looking Paul Karofsky. "It was nice meeting you sir." He dared offer his hand for the man to shake, thankful when the older man took it.

"Nice to meet you too Sebstian." He suprised Seb by walking over and giving Dave a sturdy man hug. "You need anything, just give me a call okay son?" At Dave's nod he pulled away. "Alright, love you. You boys have fun." And he left the room after Dave muttered a quick 'love you' back, his cheeks flushed.

...

"So, you and your dad seem pretty close." He would never admit that he was jealous. If his parents didn't keep his bank account topped up with cash, he'd believe they'd completely forgotten about him. They sure as shit never tried to contact him, let alone hug him like he'd just witnessed.

"Hmmm." Dave looked over at him from the passenger seat. He looked lost in his own thoughts, staring out the window as they headed towards Mckinley high. Kurt hadn't been able to secure a location anywhere else. "Oh yeah. S'just me and him now so yeah, we're pretty close." He said with a tight smile.

"Well you're lucky dude." Sebastian's jaw tightened. "My parents couldn't wait to send me off to boarding school as soon as I came out."

"Wow. That must've been rough for you." Dave's sympathetic look softened Seb's anger slightly.

"At first it was. But now I couldn't give a fuck about it." That was a lie. It crushed him how easily they could just leave him. You'd think I'd start getting used to that, he thought. Dave gave him a sad look. "Seriously, it's fine. I'm over it. So..." Seb gave Dave a sideways glance before continuing. "Just you and your dad. Your parents split up?"

"Cancer. Mom died when I was thirteen." Sebastian's stomach dropped.

"Fuck man. I'm so sorry." Sebastian felt awful. He'd just been trying to strike up a conversation on the way to this thing. He hadn't meant to bring up old wounds.

"S'not your fault man. You didn't know." Dave patted his knee, the touch sending tingles up Sebastian's leg.

And on that note they pulled into the parking lot of William Mckinley high school.

...

"So... You'd think I'd know where the choir room was." Sebastian followed Dave along the hallways of Mckinley, completely lost. And apparently Dave was lost too. "But I don't." Dave finished with a laugh.

"Well it can't be that hard. Just follow the smell of failure." Sebastian smirked. Dave just shook his head and continued on his path.

Finally they heard voices coming from a room down one hall and, on opening the door, found themselves at the first PFLAG meeting of Mckinley high.

The sudden silence and stares coming from the mingled group would have left anyone feeling uneasy. But he was Sebastian Smythe, and therefore strutted his way through the door and grabbed himself a seat. Dave followed in behind him, waving at a few of the people grouped around the room.

...

Sebastian watched as Kurt took to the front of the room, cleared his throat and addressed the group now seated in a circle.

"So, today I thought we could all just introduce ourselves and perhaps share some stories with each other. If we're all comfortable with that of course." Kurt rushed on. Sebastian rolled his eyes at his stupid high pitched voice. "If you're not one hundred percent comfortable with discussing personal matters then that's fine of course. And also please remember that anything said in this meeting will not leave this room." Kurt finished with a flourish, seating himself with his legs crossed.

"So... I thought we could start with everyone stating their names, and perhaps what's brought them here." Sebastian watched as the pint sized lead vocalist of New Directions jumped up from her chair and addressed the room. He smirked seeing Kurt's eyes narrow. Then narrowed his own eyes as he watched the loud mouthed diva shoot a glare at Dave. Oh fuck no was that shit happening while he was here.

"So, I'm Rachel." Ah so that's the hobbit's name, Seb thought. "I'm here to support my best gay Kurt and his boyfriend." She shot Kurt a bright smile. " And of course, as I've been brought up by my two dad's, I can help anyone with any questions. Don't be afraid to approach me." She daintily sat herself back down, ignorant of the incredulous looks everyone was giving her.

Rachel shot the latino girl beside her a look. "Ugh, whatever. I'm Santana. And me and Britt are here cos we were promised free food." Sebastian approved of her 'bitch please' look.

"Ummm... I'm Finn. I'm here because Rachel made me." The dopey giant stood awkwardly and introduced himself. " Ahhhhh, also cos of Kurt." He waved awkwardly in the effiminate boys direction.

"I'm Brittany and I'm here cos I love lady kisses." The perky blonde smiled and waved excitedly before bouncing back into her seat.

"White boy I gotta ask. What in the hell is Karofsky doing here?" The Aretha Franklin wanna be stood up glaring at Dave. Sebastian's jaw tightened as he felt Dave shrink back at the glares sent his way again.

"I'm sorry." Sebastian sneered. "I thought we were introducing ourselves. But go ahead and continue your little bitch fest." He made a shooing motion.

"And who the hell are you?" She looked infuriated. Sebastian smirked.

"My name's Sebastian. I'm here because I love cock." He smiled arrogantly at the groups horrified faces. He felt Dave's silent laughter from beside him and immediatly felt better. That was the reaction he'd been hoping for.

"I think I could learn to like you." The latino girl, Santana, laughed hysterically, falling all over the ditzy blonde beside her.

At that the queen himself re claimed his throne by clearing his throat loudly and standing. "Yes, thank you for that Sebastian. Ummm, so David, is there anything you'd wish to add?" The hand on hip pose he struck caused Sebastian's composure to break and he began giggling. Sending Dave and Santana over the edge again. Kurt proceeded to huff and tap his pointy toed boot impatiently.

"Ahh." Sebastian watched as Dave tried and failed to squash his giggles. "I'm Dave and I'm here for the same reason he is." He announced pointing to Sebastian, before dropping his arm abruptly and clearing his throat.

Sebastian watched as Dave's face whitened. He could actually pin point the exact moment Dave's stomach hit the floor. He watched Kurt, his eyes wide, drop back into his chair ungracefully. The giant, Finn choke on his soda. Rachel, Mercedes and Blaine sit there, jaws dropped, staring. Santana close to tears, smile on her face though the shock still showed. And Brittany giggling, before bounding over to Dave and throwing herself at him.

"Another dolphin. A big dolphin." Her smile was warm and happy.

Santana was right behind her. She wrapped Dave in a tight hug, which he returned. "I'm so proud of you Davey." Seb watched as she grabbed his cheeks in her tiny hands and tip toed up to kiss his forehead. "You're so brave."

"Ahhh yeah. Um, I think I might go actually. If you don't mind Seb?" Dave looked at Seb with pleading eyes. "Please? I really need to leave now." Dave whispered to him.

"I can't stand to be surrounded by mediocrity any longer." Sebastian sighed dramatically. "David, I think I'm ready to leave." And before anyone could do so much as glare at his announcement, Seb grabbed Dave by the wrist and dragged him from the room.

"Thanks Seb." Sebastian could feel Dave shaking. He didn't blame him. He'd just come out to a room full of his peers. And Dave thought himself a coward?

"Are you okay Davey? Wanna talk about it?" What do you say to someone after that happens? He'd never been in this situation before.

"Nah... I just wanna go home I think." Dave shot him a shaky smile.

"Okay, yeah, I can do that." Well if he didn't want to talk, he wouldn't force him. When he was ready, Seb would be there for him to talk to.

...

Leaving the school building behind, Sebastian could hear the unmistakable high pitched whining of Kurt Hummel, calling for Dave. He had planned to continue walking, but Dave abruptly stopped, tearing his wrist from Seb's grasp.

Sebastian watched as Dave re entered the building, Kurt rushing over to him. He watched as the two embraced, and Dave proceeded to cry. He watched as Kurt stroked Dave's hair and whispered comforting words to him. He watched as Dave pulled away and started spewing words to Kurt. Words Sebastian couldn't here.

...

Sitting in his car, he knew he was being stupid. But he was furious and jealous, hurt and pissed. Dave couldn't talk to him but he'd spill his guts to the prissy twink? Was he not good enough to talk to? Did Dave not trust him? He'd tried so hard to change for Dave. To improve his behaviour, not just for Dave but for himself and his future. But apparently that didn't fucking matter. He was never going to be good enough. Is this why Dave kept turning him down? He was hot for Kurt? Well fuck that. Sebastian Smythe was not losing another round to the little princess.

He schooled his features as Dave came into view, seeing the larger boy wiping his face dry. He just wanted to be good enough for Dave. Good enough for anybody.

"Sorry about that." Dave said gruffly as he sat himself beside Seb. "He just needed to talk to me for a moment."

" It's fine." Sebastian ground out, jaw clenched. Before peeling out of the parking lot as fast as he could.

...

Pulling up to Dave's house, Sebastian was unsure of what to do. What should his next move be? He was so angry, but not at Dave... At himself.

"Well... Thanks for today Seb. Sorry I kinda ruined your first meeting." Dave looked so shy and cute. "I never rea - umph."

Sebastian couldn't help himself with Dave looking so bashful, while being so couragous. He launched himself at the boy, cutting him off mid sentence. Straddeling the larger boys hips and attackng his mouth viciously. He ground his hips down, smirking when he heard a grunt erupt from the back of Dave's throat.

"Enough Seb." Dave all but moaned out.

But spurred on by the delightful sounds coming from Dave's throat, Sebastian began palming Dave roughly through the boys jeans. He just wanted to forget all the hurt. This is how he forgot.

"I said enough. Stop it." Dave gently pushed him, giving himself a few inches to breathe.

"You know what? FUCK YOU KAROFSKY." He shoved his hands against Dave's chest roughly and threw himself back in the drivers seat. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY CAR!"

"Seb, come on, seriously ju-." Dave looked shocked and confused.

"No! Just get the fuck out! GET OUT!" He shoved the larger boy roughly.

"FINE!" Dave slammed the passenger door behind him and stomped his way through his front door.

...

He felt disgusted with himself. What the hell was he thinking doing that? He wasn't thinking, that was the problem. He had just done what he'd usually do when he felt threatened and hurt and lonely. He'd gone the, sex will make them want me, route. And he had jumped Dave. The boy he had fallen so hard for. The boy he had wanted to treat so well, and have him fall for Seb just like he'd fallen for Dave. The boy who now believe'd him to be a dirty man slut and would want nothing to do with him now.

And for the first time, sober, in a long time, Sebastian Smythe broke down and cried.