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Chapter 15

Far too early in the morning for his liking, Sebastian was awoken by somebody knocking at his door. With a great deal of effort, he yanked one of the pillows out from under his head and launched it in the general direction of the door. The knocking persisted, so Sebastian caved in and forced himself to get out of bed. He expected to find Jesse or Blaine in his doorway to give him another lecture but instead he found Kurt carrying a tray of delicious looking food.

"Breakfast in bed?" Kurt asked sounding as though he'd been awake for hours.

"When it comes with you how could I refuse?" Sebastian asked gesturing for Kurt to enter. "So, tell me, what's the occasion?" He asked as he sat up in bed and dug in to his scrambled eggs. "Are you here to finally admit your love for me?"

"You wish," Kurt retorted swiftly as he went about opening the curtains and ordering Sebastian's dirty washing into a neat pile and straightening his work books on the desk. "Actually, I'm here to inform you that my dad knows about our relationship."

"So?" Sebastian asked with a careless shrug.

"So he's insistent that he wants to meet you," Kurt explained. "I'm driving back to Lima in an hour and I'm staying for the weekend. My dad has requested that you join me."

"No way," Sebastian answered instantly. A weekend in Lima was not at all what he had in mind. He was fully intending to bed Kurt and break up with him before the new school week. Meeting Kurt's family would certainly put a spanner in the works of his brilliant scheme.

"Please," Kurt begged softly. "My family are really important to me and so are you. Besides, you'll have to meet them eventually right. Why not get the awkward first meeting out of the way now?"

"Isn't it a bit soon for you to introduce me to your family?" Sebastian tried to reason. "How about you stay here this weekend, with me, and then I'll meet your family in a year or two."

"Sebastian, don't be like that," Kurt responded sounding annoyed. "My family want to meet you and I want you to meet them. Either way, I'm going to Lima for the weekend. So if you want to spend time with me then you have no other option but to join me."

He didn't want to go. He truly did not want to go to Lima and meet Kurt's family. Yet somehow, after finishing his breakfast, Sebastian found himself packing his suitcase to spend the weekend with Kurt.

"I'll make this work," Sebastian whispered to himself reassuringly. "I will bed Kurt and I will break his heart. I'm Sebastian Smythe, I can do this, there's no problem. No problem at all. This is just an extra challenge that will make my victory all the more satisfying."

Suitcase in hand, Sebastian locked his dorm room door and prepared to make his way out to the parking lot where he had agreed to meet Kurt. On his way he was confronted by Jesse and Blaine.

"You two gorgeous boys come to wish me luck?" Sebastian asked with a smirk which made Blaine frown and Jesse roll his eyes. "Oh wait, I forgot, the two of you have suddenly gone all prude and boring and seem to be against me having any kind of fun."

"Sebastian, grow up," Blaine sighed.

"You should really take your own advice there," Sebastian laughed petting Blaine's gelled head and mocking his height.

"Bas, please, don't do anything cruel or stupid," Jesse implored. "Be a gentleman for once. In fact just be a man and have the balls to admit how you truly feel."

"I honestly don't know what's happened to you two," Sebastian remarked. "You used to be so much fun and now I can hardly stand to be around you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an unfortunately gay-faced virgin waiting for me to give his frigid pert ass a sexual awakening. Oh and then I'm going to crush his little heart too. If you feel so bad about it then you are welcome to have my sloppy seconds and pick up the pieces."

With that said, Sebastian moved past the other two and continued on his way.

"Do you think he means it?" Blaine asked tentatively.

"I'm really not sure," Jesse admitted. "Whenever I feel like I know him like the back of my hand… he'll do something insane like this and I struggle to read him at all. But he does care about Kurt. I know it, I can see it. The idiot just won't admit it."

"Maybe it will all work out ok," Blaine suggested optimistically.

"Or maybe our beloved Sebastian will create a truly horrendous mess that you and I will have to clean up," Jesse said in a tone of resignation.

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"Well, Kurt Hummel," Sebastian greeted as he joined his 'boyfriend' by his car. "Here I am."

"I'm so delighted that you could make it," Kurt replied taking Sebastian's suitcase and loading it into the trunk of the car. "But would it have killed you to wear something fashionable? Those long-sleeved polo-shirts don't look flattering on anyone."

"I'll leave the sparkles and labels to you," Sebastian said slipping into the passenger seat. "Will I have to suffer with the company of your giggly little girlfriends this weekend?"

"They may stop by to visit," Kurt answered, "Is that going to be a problem?"

"Not really," Sebastian shrugged. "I'm just not fond of female company. I think it has something to do with the breasts, the vaginas, the periods and their overall inferiority."

"If my girls are around this weekend I advise you not to talk like that around them," Kurt said.

"I'm sure I can handle a few insignificant little girls," Sebastian laughed.

"Oh you truly are deluded," Kurt commented in a tone of amusement. "I fear you've been surrounded by Dalton boys a touch too long. Trust me, Sebastian; my girls would destroy you in a matter of seconds without even breaking a nail or ruining their hair."

"I'm really scared," Sebastian said sarcastically.

"You should be," Kurt told him. "In fact it might be kinder of me to let you out of the car now and just leave you on the roadside. You'll have a better chance of survival that way."

"Hey, you forced me in to this weekend visit; you're not ditching me on the roadside now. I'm in this all the way, baby," Sebastian smiled.

"I'm definitely having the girls over this weekend," Kurt said decisively. "I can't wait for them to make you cry like a squealing newborn infant. And don't call me 'baby'."

"Sorry Princess," Sebastian replied.

"Don't call me that either," Kurt complained. "I'm not a girl. And you should know that by now. My penis is bigger than yours remember?"

Sebastian just laughed in surprise that his pet virgin had made such a daring comment.

XXX

"Hey Burt, I think that's them," Finn called from where he had been staring out the living-room window for the last forty-five minutes.

"What does the punk boyfriend look like?" Burt asked scrambling over to join his step-son.

"He just looks like a normal guy," Finn shrugged.

"I don't like him," Burt decided watching like a hawk as Kurt and his boyfriend stepped out of the car and proceeded to walk up the driveway.

"Just be nice, Burt, give the boy a chance," Carole said forcing them away from the window and preparing to greet the two arrivals at the door.

"He isn't that bad, Mr. Hummel," Rachel said from where she was seated on the sofa, somehow having managed to gain control of the remote. "He intervened when Kurt was having some trouble with a group of untalented homophobes. The poor boy even took quite a beating just so that Kurt would be unscathed."

"Homophobes were giving my kid some trouble?" Burt asked sounding like he wanted to hit something. "Nobody gets away with pushing the Hummel's around."

"Burt, just calm down," Finn said. "Kurt's here, he doesn't wanna see you mad or upset."

A second later, Carole returned to the living-room with Kurt and Sebastian following behind her.

"Dad," Kurt called happily running into his father's arms and the two Hummel men shared a long tight hug. "Hey Finn," Kurt greeted sharing a quick hug with the taller boy.

"Hey little brother," Finn replied raising his hand as though to ruffle Kurt's hair but wisely deciding against it.

"Oh Kurt, I've missed you," Rachel sighed dramatically as she launched herself into his arms.

"I've missed you too," Kurt responded with a smile. "Now, allow me to introduce my boyfriend. Dad, Carole, Finn, this is Sebastian," he announced stepping back and taking Sebastian's hand. "You've already met Rachel of course."

"I wish I could forget," Sebastian commented and Kurt covered the tense moment with an awkward laugh.

"Well, um, I guess we'll just take our things up to my room," Kurt suggested and Sebastian nodded in agreement, eager to be away from the others.

"Wait right there," Burt ordered before they could take more than three steps. "You know the rules, Kurt. Sebastian can floor it in Finn's room and we've agreed to let Rachel spend the night with you in your room. Finn, take Sebastian upstairs and show him where he can put his things. Take Kurt's case up with you."

Finn led Sebastian away and Burt asked Kurt to join him in the kitchen.

"I don't like the kid," Burt said right away as he went about preparing a steaming mug of coffee.

"Please, dad, just give him a chance," Kurt begged. "Sebastian's just a little guarded and he takes a bit of getting used to. But I really care about him. Don't ruin this relationship for me before it's even begun, please. Just try to like him, for me."

"Are you his first boyfriend?" Burt asked.

"Well… I… not exactly," Kurt stammered. "It's complicated."

"Complicated," Burt repeated. "Meaning he's the type of guy who just sleeps around. That isn't the kind of relationship I want for you kiddo."

"It's not like that," Kurt replied. "I'm not just another conquest to him. He's serious about me, this is real."

"How serious?" Burt asked making a point of avoiding eye-contact with his son.

"I care about him and he cares about me," Kurt said.

"That's not what I'm asking here, Kurt," Burt replied uncomfortably.

"Oh," Kurt squeaked in embarrassment realising that his dad was asking how serious things were sexually. "We're not… I haven't… I mean I'm still. We're taking things slow."

"Slow, I like that," Burt nodded approvingly. "If you ask me, slow is exactly the right speed you kids need to go. Just take it nice and slow and maybe when you're thirty you'll be ready to do more than kiss."

"Can we stop talking about this?" Kurt asked.

"Absolutely," Burt answered finding the discussion just as awkward as his son did.

They returned to the living-room where Sebastian was trapped between Rachel and Finn on the sofa with both of them talking to him about different things. Sebastian looked a little overwhelmed and incredibly bored. Smiling to himself, Kurt stood and watched for a while, allowing his boyfriend to suffer a little longer before diving in to rescue him.

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"If I may, could I interject?" Kurt asked interrupting Sebastian's speech about why The Backstreet Boys were better than the Spice Girls. "You don't really seem too happy. Ever since we got here you've had a face like a wet weekend. Tell me what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Sebastian shrugged occupying himself with studying the patterned ceiling rather than looking at Kurt.

"Liar," Kurt accused. "Is it my dad? Was he too intimidating? He doesn't mean to be. He's just a little protective. Or is it Finn? Because he doesn't mean to be such a douche, it just happens naturally. I suspect it has something to do with all the drumming or football games. Or is Rachel bothering you? I know she's annoying but… well, I don't really have a defence for that."

"It isn't anybody," Sebastian said. "I just feel out of place here. I'm used to the pristine walls and boys of Dalton. Being in a real family environment feels somewhat peculiar."

"Really?" Kurt asked sounding surprised. "It can't be too different from when you go home to visit your family surely?"

Sebastian stiffened at the word 'family' and his eyes darkened before he excused himself to go to the bathroom.

"Knock, knock," Rachel called in a sing-song voice before stepping into Kurt's bedroom.

"Rachel, come in," Kurt invited and the Jewish girl bounded over to join him on the bed. "So, update me. Just what is going on at McKinley?"

"Mr. Schue's been rapping again," Rachel answered. "Coach Sylvester has a new orange tracksuit. Tina and Mike broke up, got back together, broke up again and then went to Asian's couple therapy and now they're crazy in love again. Also Quinn got a tattoo of a devil on her shoulder and Santana got an angel tattoo on her hip."

"What?" Kurt exclaimed in mild horror. "Santana getting a tattoo makes sense, but Quinn?"

"I know it was so weird," Rachel agreed. "Mr. Schue even made the Glee Club perform songs about it. Apparently Brittany was going to get a tattoo of a unicorn but she said she's scared of needles so she drew one on her arm with felt tip instead."

"Wow, I really do miss being at McKinley," Kurt admitted. "I mean Dalton is fabulous but my love of fashion doesn't really get to thrive there with the regulation uniform. And I'm so used to fighting for attention and standing out as an individual that it feels weird and stifling to blend in sometimes."

"You could never blend in," Rachel said, "you're far too special for that."

"Aww," Kurt replied pulling her in for a hug.

"So, where's Sebastian?" Rachel asked in a whisper.

"Bathroom," Kurt whispered back. "I just made a little mention about his family and he walked out. He's really sensitive about his family situation for some reason."

"Why?" Rachel asked.

"I honestly have no idea," Kurt shrugged. "And I don't think he's ready to provide me with any answers. It sort of feels like any time I get a little closer to him he retreats and goes back into his protective arrogant I-don't-care-about-anybody-and-I-feel-no-emotions body armour."

"Maybe his parents aren't fully accepting of his sexuality," Rachel suggested. "Or maybe they're tone-deaf with zero vocal ability and he's ashamed of their lack of talent. Or maybe they're secret agents and he isn't authorised to talk about them. Or maybe…"

"Or maybe," Sebastian interrupted as he returned to the room, "it's none of your business."

"Um… I guess I'll go and cheer Finn on," Rachel said meekly. "He's currently engaged in a Call of Duty tournament with Artie, Puck and Sam."

"That sounds riveting," Sebastian drawled sardonically. "Off you go," he said holding the door open for her.

"You didn't have to be rude," Kurt pointed out once Rachel had left.

"I can't help it, rudeness is a key element of my personality," Sebastian retaliated. "Look, this weekend visit thing was a terrible idea. I think I should just head back to Dalton."

"No, Seb, please, don't leave," Kurt asked him moving to embrace him. "Carole's already cooking dinner and trust me, her food is delicious. Just give it a bit longer. If you're still feeling miserable tomorrow then I'll drive you back to school, I promise. Just stay the night."

"Fine, on one condition," Sebastian compromised. "You don't ask me any deep meaningful questions about my family or my childhood."

"I won't ask you anything that you're uncomfortable with, I promise," Kurt told him pressing a kiss to his cheek.

XXX

Kurt hadn't been lying. Carole's cooking truly was delicious. Unfortunately the dining situation was far from appealing. Although Sebastian went to school with hundreds of teenage boys, not one of them ate with such a lack of grace. The way Finn was shovelling food down his mouth and barely chewing was more than a little off-putting. Then there was Rachel who continued to drone on about her ambition to be on Broadway and all of her musical theatre idols. And then of course there was Burt who seemed to stab at his food with his knife more deliberately than necessary while casting him an evil glare.

"I just adore Patti Lupone," Rachel gushed. "And Bernadette Peters, Idina Menzel and of course Barbara. Did you know that she…?"

"I really don't care just shut up," Sebastian interrupted honestly and rudely.

"Hey kid," Burt said, "you're in my house and I have certain rules. Be polite."

"Of course, sir," Sebastian replied clearing his throat. "Forgive me, Rachel, but I have no such interest in anything you have to say so please remain silent."

"Now you listen here," Burt began but Carole placed a hand on his arm and shook her head, signalling him to leave the matter be.

"So, Sebastian, what do your parents do?" Carole asked and Kurt tensed up even more than he already was from the way Sebastian had been behaving.

"You know what, I'm not hungry," Sebastian said setting his knife and fork down and pushing his plate away. "But thank you Carole it was lovely. I'm going for a walk," he informed them before stalking out of the house.

"I should go after him," Kurt said making to stand up.

"Sit down, Kurt," Burt ordered. "Finish your dinner."

"He doesn't know this area, he could get lost," Kurt reasoned.

"I've finished," Finn said, "I could head out after him," he offered.

"Go on, Finn," Carole nodded.

"I really don't like the kid, Kurt," Burt stated.

"Well I really don't care for your opinion," Kurt retorted, "and I'm not looking for your approval. I'm done," he announced getting up from the table and heading outside after Finn and Sebastian.

"I for one think Sebastian is deeply troubled emotionally," Rachel commented. "Perhaps when he's calmed down and returns I'll offer to hook him up with my therapist."

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When Kurt caught up to the other two it was to find them stood feet apart arguing. Well, Sebastian was calm and collected delivering insults in that way Kurt found both annoying and sexy. Finn had easily been wound up by whatever taunts Sebastian had made and was hollering for the entire street to hear.

"Finn, just go home, I'll deal with this," Kurt said.

"I was only trying to help," Finn complained. "You really deserve better than this loser, Kurt."

"Finn, go," Kurt commanded lightly shoving him away. "What did you say to him?" He asked of Sebastian.

"Nothing too insulting and certainly nothing untrue," Sebastian answered. "So, are you accompanying me for a walk or not?"

"Ok, but we'll have to get back before nine or my dad really won't be happy," Kurt said. "You didn't have to be so rude and difficult in there, you know? You could at least make an effort to get on with my family."

"What's the point?" Sebastian asked. "The second your dad laid eyes on me he decided he didn't like me. He is never going to approve of me dating his little boy."

"Not when you behave like that, no," Kurt agreed. "You could at least try to change his mind and make him like you."

"People either like me or they don't," Sebastian stated. "It's as simple as that. If they like me, they like me. If they don't, they don't. I really couldn't care less either way and I no longer wish to discuss it. Just hold my hand and walk with me, in silence."

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They returned to the Hummel-Hudson residence at five minutes to nine. Kurt stopped into the living-room to have a quick word with his dad and Carole but Sebastian stomped straight upstairs.

"Is he ok now?" Carole asked.

"Not really," Kurt answered. "I don't think he feels particularly welcome here," he said starting pointedly at his father. "He'll probably have me drive him home tomorrow."

"Maybe I should go up and talk to him," Carole suggested.

"No, I know him, he wouldn't appreciate it," Kurt told her. "He gets defensive easily."

Heading upstairs, Kurt found Sebastian sitting on the top step probably listening to the conversation that had transpired.

"Movie?" Kurt asked.

"Sure," Sebastian answered. "As long as it isn't a chick-flick."

XXX

Later that night, unable to find sleep due to Finn's rhinoceros-like snoring, Sebastian tip-toed out of Finn's room and crept down the hallway to Kurt's. Carefully, he pushed the bedroom door open and slipped inside. He snuck over to the bed Kurt was sharing with Rachel and lightly ran a hand through the boy's hair.

"Kurt," Sebastian whispered giving him a gentle shake.

With a groan Kurt opened his eyes. He looked to his side and once he was sure that Rachel was still sound asleep he moved off the bed, took Sebastian's hand and led him downstairs to the living-room.

"Warm milk?" Kurt offered.

"Please," Sebastian answered and he waited on the sofa while Kurt headed to the kitchen.

Kurt returned with two glasses of warm milk and they sat side by side on the sofa as they sipped their drinks.

"Do you want me to take you home tomorrow?" Kurt asked quietly.

"No, I'll stay," Sebastian told him.

"Good, I'm glad," Kurt replied resting his head on Sebastian's shoulder.

"Here, sit up," Sebastian instructed setting their empty glasses on the coffee table. "Kiss me."

Leaning in, Kurt accepted Sebastian's kisses. Pulling Kurt closer, Sebastian continued to kiss his boyfriend deeply, their tongues only parting when they needed to pause for breath. They carried on kissing and Sebastian even managed to work in some groping before they fell asleep in one another's arms on the sofa.

Burt Hummel was not at all impressed with the view when he came downstairs the following morning.

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