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Chapter 19 :

Sebastian didn't know how to react to this piece of information. It had been one thing to answer his phone that morning and have a stranger tell him that his husband had been in an accident, but to know the last thing Kurt had thought about before the crash, to see the fear and panic he must have felt in that moment reflected in his eyes right now, it was almost too much.

He was about to reach out and touch Kurt's cheek, pull him into a hug, kiss him - something when Kurt uncurled his fingers from Sebastian's jacket and once again, took his hand. "Can we walk?" he asked. "I can't breathe here."

Sebastian nodded, not trusting himself to speak at the moment. Kurt was still taking long, deep breaths next to him, his face paler than usual. After every couple of seconds he would blink in rapid succession as if trying to push away the images that kept springing to his mind. Sebastian wished he could say something to comfort him but his own heart felt bruised in his chest, aching with the knowledge of how Kurt must be replaying the pain of the accident over and over again in his head.

He kept rubbing his thumb along the patch of skin between Kurt's forefinger and thumb in long, reassuring swipes, trying to say everything that he couldn't express in words through the touch. Either because he had understood what Sebastian was trying to say or because the accident was haunting him again, Kurt tightened his grip on Sebastian's hand as they weaved their way through the crowds.

The restaurant they were due to meet Burt at wasn't far from where the cab had pulled up. It took them less than fifteen minutes to get there but before they walked through the door, Sebastian tugged Kurt's hand and pulled him aside. "What's wrong?" Kurt asked, frowning at him.

"Are you okay?" Sebastian asked.

"I'm -"

"Don't say you're fine."

"I'm better."

Sebastian let out a deep breath of his own. "Sure?" and when Kurt nodded reassuringly - "Okay."

"Okay?" Kurt said with a smile, squeezing his hand one last time before dropping it and reaching for the door again.

The place was crowded but Burt had managed to score a table and was scanning the menu with interest when they walked in. "Hey!" he greeted when he saw them. "I was beginning to wonder if you'd stood me up."

"Sorry," Kurt said, shrugging of his coat and taking the seat opposite Burt. "We got caught up in something." His voice was steady, expression carefully controlled but Sebastian saw right through his attempts to act like nothing had happened. He always saw right through Kurt.

"What've you two been up to?" Burt asked as they took their seats.

"Just getting some fresh air," Kurt said with a shrug. "We went to Central Park, had coffee – how was your day?"

Sebastian tried hard not to frown at the fact that Kurt had failed to mention the word date or the flashback but he let it go for the moment and leaned back in his chair as Burt started talking about his day.

Kurt didn't bring up the flashback all through dinner. Sebastian kept waiting for him to, but Kurt seemed to purposefully steer the conversation away from himself every time something came up. He laughed, he joked, he asked questions about Carole, Finn and his wife. His act was so perfect that if Sebastian hadn't known any better, he would never have guessed that anything had happened.

By the end of dinner, though, Kurt did seem genuinely more relaxed than before. He tried to get Burt to come back to the apartment but Burt refused, saying he already had a hotel room booked

The second his cab disappeared around a corner, Sebastian turned and fixed Kurt with a firm stare. "Is there a particular reason you forgot to mention your flashback to your dad?" he asked.

"I didn't tell him because there was no need to." Kurt said, buttoning up his coat as they started to walk in the direction of their apartment.

"No need? Kurt, this is huge."

"I didn't want to worry him. He doesn't need the stress."

"Kurt -"

"Look, it's not like I've got my memory back or anything," Kurt said with a frustrated huff. "There's no point telling him about how I ran out of a cab because I was scared we were going to crash again. It's stupid and I'm already over it, can we please talk about something else now?"

Sebastian continued to stare at Kurt. "This isn't something we can just ignore Kurt. It's not stupid, it's serious."

"Dad doesn't need -"

"I'm not talking about Burt." Sebastian cut him off. "Fine. Don't tell him. But you have to see Doctor Hendricks again. And," he pressed when Kurt opened his mouth to say something. "- I don't care what lies you tell Burt, but you have to be honest with me."

"I am being honest with you," Kurt said.

"I know," Sebastian said. "But I also know how you shut people out when you're dealing with things and I swear, if you try and do that with me I'll -" he didn't know how to end that sentence so he just said, "Just please. Don't cut me out, okay?"

Kurt pressed his lips together, looking slightly annoyed but he nodded. "Fine."

Sebastian held out his hand, grinning when Kurt took it without hesitation.

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Kurt was about to climb into bed when there was a knock on his bedroom door. "What is it Sebastian?" he called out.

The door opened and Sebastian leaned against the frame, arms crossed over his chest. His figure was outlined in the darkness by the light spilling in from the hallway and Kurt took a moment to appreciate for the first time just how tall he was.

"What do you want?" he asked, trying to keep his voice neutral.

"I realized something." Sebastian said, pushing off from the doorframe and walking over to where Kurt stood by the bed. "We never officially ended our date."

"Seriously?" Kurt couldn't help a small grin. "You wait until we're in our night suits to decide it's a good time?"

Sebastian shrugged. "Why not?"

He stepped closer, one hand coming down to rest lightly on Kurt's waist and Kurt tensed, his smile faltering. He knew if he wanted, he could pull away. All he would have to do is tell Sebastian to stop and he would. But he didn't say anything.

Instead, he held Sebastian's gaze and stayed right where he was. His stomach clenched just the slightest bit - not in the sickening way it had during the flashback - but in the way it used to whenever Blaine had kissed him. A warm, pleasant fluttering that made him want to shiver. His eyes closed mostly on instinct when Sebastian leaned in, his heart stuttering in anticipation –

"Look out!"

Kurt jerked away, Sebastian's grip around his waist the only thing that kept him from stumbling backwards.

He could hear Sebastian calling his name somewhere in the distance but his ears were once again filled with the sound of the woman's shrill scream, loud and piercing. There was nothing he could do except close his eyes against the sudden flash of images. They didn't make sense, they weren't even in sequence. All they did was fill him with a slow, painful dread and the familiar burning need to get to Sebastian.

There was something different this time though. A clawing feeling of guilt beneath everything else, a kind of regret.

"What is your problem Kurt?! Seriously, just TELL me already -"

"WE NEED SOME HELP HERE! SOMEBODY CALL AN AMUBLANCE!"

" - Oh great. Let's turn this on me. Because obviously I'm the one who's creating problems right?"

"Sir, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

"- What the fuck do you want from me, Kurt?"

"- Sometimes you make me regret marrying you!"

A door slams.

Glass shatters.

"Kurt, wait!"

A woman screams.

"Sebastian -"

"I'm here." The woman's screaming was fading. Sebastian's voice clearer, closer now. "I'm here, Kurt."

See you Soon

-Jeff