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Of meerkats and moving forward
Chapter 8
Sebastian was jerked awake the next morning with a blast of light to his aching eyes. He winced as he attempted to lay back down, his head pounding and mouth dry.
"Oh no, no. You are not going back to sleep." He flinched at the obtrusive voice that rang in his ears. Couldn't they see he was in pain?
"Leave my presence immediately." Seb grumbled, submerging his face into a pillow to block out the light.
"No! You're going to wake the fuck up and explain to me what last night was all about." Finally recognising the voice, Seb turned his face to find Jimmy standing above him, glaring.
"Did we have sex?" Seb's memory was slightly fuzzy. When Jimmy shook his head with a glare, Seb shrugged. "Your loss." And rolled over in an attempt to get comfortable and stop the pain explosions racking his brain.
"Wow." He heard the other boy scoff. "You really are an asshole." Seb silently agreed, there was no point in denying that. "Do you even remember what you did?"
Seb half heartedly lifted his shoulder in a shrug. "Not partic- OH FUCK!" He sat up with the speed of a ninja. Then groaned and dropped back down when his body protested at the violent movement.
"I did something bad didn't I J?" Seb turned to look at the small boy, who huffed and dropped onto the side of the bed. "That bad huh?" Sebastian rubbed the sleep from his eyes and yawned.
"Do you remember anything?" Seb screwed his face up in concentration. He could remember a few blurry snippets. The Klaine had been there and Dave. Dread filled him as he thought that name. What the fuck had he done?
"What'd I do Jimmy?" Seb mumbled.
"Well... Where the hell do I begin?" Seb watched in horror as the boy rubbed the back of his neck, before rapidly re telling the story of last night.
"So basically, you're telling me I fucked any shot I had with Dave last night?" Seb asked as the ghastly details of last night were finally relayed to him.
"No, what I'm saying is, you're gonna get your ass up outta bed and come with me to apologise to him. You may have screwed any chance you had with him, but he deserves an apology for that crap you pulled last night." Jimmy turned to him with a scowl. "I swear to fuck, remembering what you said makes me want to punch you in the face right now."
"Firstly, I hardly think he's gonna want to see me after last night. And secondly, if you must hit me don't aim for the face. I'm rather fond of the way it looks right now." He heard the other boy scoff before feeling a weight lift from the edge of the bed and stomping footsteps retreating from the room.
"Just get the fuck up now Seb. We have places to be." And with that Seb rolled over and snuggled back under the covers. He had a hangover to sleep off.
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He was rudely woken a second time when his warm blanket was ripped from his body, leaving him a shivering curled up mess. "You stupid prick, get up!" Jim all but screeched. "Here, I got you some water." Said water bottle collided with the side of Sebastian's head. He scowled when he heard what could only be a giggle escape from the other boys lips.
"You did that in purpose." Seb glared at the small boy, he only shrugged in return.
"Now get up, shower cos you stink and take these." He threw a pile of clothes at the boy. "Then we're off to visit D. And you better have a good apology in you or I swear-" Jim stopped himself with a huff and stalked from the room. Seb stared at the bottle in his hands, lost in thought. What was he gonna do now? He'd just lost the best thing that had ever happened to him and it was all his fault.
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The car ride had taken place in a cold and stony silence. Jimmy had kept his eyes on the road, except when glaring at Seb if he so much as coughed. Pulling up to the Karofsky house, Seb felt his stomach churn in the most unpleasant of ways.
"Alright, so we're here. Now go apologize." Jimmy stated, gesturing towards the house. "If you have no desire to apologize, I suggest you walk home now before you insult my best friend any further."
"No, I wanna apologize." Seb mumbled under his breathe.
"Good answer. Now, you go do that." Jimmy ordered.
Seb sighed before getting out of the car. He was nervous. he'd never had to apologize for anything like this before. But honestly, he had no idea why he had done what he'd done, and said what he'd said in the first place. The excuse of alcohol would only get him so far. He really needed to talk to Dave.
...
Before he knew it, he was at the front door knocking. He flinched as he heard approaching foot steps and the door knob turning. Being face to face with Dave, he had a second to frown at the dark bruise that was spread along his manly jaw before said boy promptly slammed the door in his face.
Ringing his hands nervously, Seb shrugged and knocked again. He'd come this far, no turning back now. What he wasn't expecting was the angry face of Paul Karofsky being revealed behind the door the second time it opened.
"Sebastian, I take it?... I don't know what happened last night. But I have a feeling that whatever happened had something to do with you. I want you off my property right now. David's not allowed visitors today." Before the older man could shut the door, Seb put a hand out to stop it.
"Please sir, . I really need to speak to Dave. I need to apologize." He put on his best kicked puppy face. By the look on Paul's face, he wasn't buying it.
"I don't know what happened last night, David won't tell me anything. What I do know is my son has been through enough without someone like you dragging him back down. I wa-" Paul's ranting was cut off by his son's gruff voice coming from behind him.
"Dad, could you just give us a moment? I promise this won't take long." Sebastian didn't like the sound of that.
Paul Karofsky looked from Sebastian, to his son, and back to Sebastian, narrowing his eyes before replying. "I'll give you two minutes, then you're to come back inside, and you-" he thrust a finger at Sebastian- "you, will leave." And with that, he stomped off with a huff.
"He didn't take my arrival home last night too well." Dave explained with a shrug.
"What happened to your face?" Seb leant forward as if to touch the other boys jaw, before Dave jerked his chin away quickly.
"I'm glad you came. I needed to talk to you." Dave squared his shoulders, as if readying himself for a fight.
"Davey I'm so-" Dave cut him off before Seb could finish, what was to be, a lame apology.
"I don't need you to apologize Sebastian. I just need you to listen." Dave rubbed the back of his neck, before looking Seb in the eye. "I don't think we should be friends anymore." Sebastian felt his stomach drop. "We're dragging each other down. Last night was too much. I've tried bettering myself, and last night I became the guy I used to hate. You became the guy I used to hate." Tears started to form behind Seb's eyes, but he refused to let them fall. Crying would solve nothing.
"Dave plea-" Dave wouldn't let him get a word in.
"I hope you find someone Seb. You don't deserve to be lonely anymore."
"Dave, WAIT!" But Dave had already shut the door behind him.
...
Seb slumped into the passenger side of the car. "Mr.K didn't look to happy to see you. How'd it go?" Jimmy asked, turning the ignition over.
"Swimmingly." Sebastian sneered.
"For fuck sake dude. I'm trying to help you, when all I really wanna do right now is punch you in the face and leave you on the side walk." Jimmy scowled. "So either stop with the attitude, or fuck off."
So with that, Sebastian stormed out of the car, but only made it a few steps outside, before collapsing on the sidewalk in a sobbing heap. Small, but strong hands dragged him back into the car. Sebastian could here Jimmy talking to someone, on the phone he assumed, but he couldn't make out a word of it over the horrible noises coming from his throat. And then Jimmy began to drive. Seb was to distraught to care about where they were heading.
...
"Excuse me, but what is that doing with you?" Seb shuddered as that high pitched, whiny voice peirced through his skull. "After what I saw last night, I don't want him in my house. Who knows what diseases riddle his body." Seb looked up with a sneer, that was matched by Kurt's glare. "I'm surprised you would even show your face around here after your little display last night Smythe."
"Couldn't deprave you of my devine looks for too long, fancy pants." Sebastian sneered, though his heart wasn't in it.
"Could we just come in for a moment please? We really need your help, I think." Jimmy pleaded. Sebastian scoffed, the last thing he felt like doing was asking the 'king of the fae' for help.
"You can come in." Kurt smiled at Jim. "But you need to check your attitude before stepping into my house. Also an apology for last night would be nice too." Sebastian threw him a disbelieving look.
"How the fuck do I owe you an apology?" Sebastian glared.
"Last time I checked, you ruined our night and you hurt my friend." Kurt fixed him with a death glare.
"Well I'm so sorry for ruining your little date night princess." Sebastian drawled. "But I don't owe you an apology for what happened with Dave. Last time you two saw each other, you were throwing insults in his face, so who the fuck are you to judge me okay?" Sebastian seethed, all traces of sarcasm gone. " I am sorry for what I did and said to him. But I am not going to apologize to you for it! I just want a fucking chance to apologize to him." Sebastian could feel the tears forming again, and tried in vain to stop them, with little success. "You got the chance, so why can't I?"
"Because Dave likes you Seb, and you crushed his heart." Jimmy patted him on the shoulder. "But that's why we're here S, to figure out a way to fix this mess." He rubbed his shoulder reassuringly.
...
"I still don't know why I need his help with this." Sebastian complained.
"Oh yes, because you did such a good job the last time you tried apologizing." Kurt replied, sarcasticly.
"Will you guys just quit it! I just thought you could use another brain to pick, S... Someone else who knows Dave, and who has experience with boys... In the romantic sense I mean." Jimmy shrugged. "I almost asked that Santana chick, but to be honest, she scares the shit out of me." He laughed.
"Yes, well... If I'm to help you today, I need details." Kurt sat himself on a recliner, crossing his legs primly. "What happened between you two, that sent you to your downward spiral of shame; aka last night. And how do you feel about him? Are we talking a friendship? A relationship? Or are you just in this for a one night stand? Because if it's the last option, I refuse to help you."
"You think I'd go through this much trouble for a one night stand?" Sebastian scoffed. "Look at me. I could have anyone I want. I don't need to try this hard for a quick fuck."
"So you like him then?" Kurt nodded.
"No, I di-" Sebastian sighed. "Can you help me or not?"
"Can you stop evading my questions? I need to know your reasons and intentions with Dave, before thinking of an appropriate apology strategy." Kurt smirked.
"Ugh, FINE! I like him okay. I mean, I made it pretty clear when I yelled it at him last night" Seb crossed his arms defensively and scowled.
"Okay." Kurt nodded. "Good, so we're looking for a love song then." He smiled
"LOVE SONG?" Seb and Jimmy squeaked at the same time.
"Whoa whoa whoa, who said anything about love?" Seb rushed out, in a voice that resembled more Kurt's then his own.
"Ummm, I don't know if Davey boy is into that kinda thing dude." Jimmy squirmed.
"Nonsense. I know a few things about Dave. One is that he's lonely, and just wants somebody to want him. And two is that he feels worthless, he needs a dramatic gesture to prove how special you think he is. Thus a love song, sung by you and dedicated to him." Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Your talent may be mediocre at best, but Dave won't know the difference. And if it's done right, you should at least be given a chance to apologize properly to him." He smirked.
...
Sebastian, having scoffed at the dig at his talent, turned to Jimmy with a questioning look. Jimmy looked back at him with a shrug.
"Excellent!" Kurt clapped, bouncing up from his chair. "Now to pick a song. I'm going to have to call Blaine, I need backup." And with that, he skipped away up the stairs.
Sebastian sighed, flopping back onto the couch. This had better work, or he was screwed.