A/N: Written for the Kurtbastian Hiatus Project prompt first kiss. Fluffy, romance, AU.
"But…but I don't want you to go to France!" Kurt whimpered into his cupped hands that covered his face, repeating a sentiment he'd expressed over a hundred times in the last five minutes. "I don't want to lose my best friend!"
"You're not going to lose me," Sebastian insisted, trying to unravel the tightly curled ball that was Kurt Hummel and failing. Kurt wailed plaintively while Sebastian could do little to comfort him. Sebastian blew out a frustrated breath through clenched teeth, cursing in his head. He wasn't upset at his best friend. In fact, he had expected this reaction. He'd never admit it to Kurt, but he cried for an entire day when his parents told him they were returning to their estate in France, and not just for summer vacation. This time they were going to try living abroad, to be closer to his mom's family.
It seemed that visiting every vacation and holiday wasn't enough for his grandparents and cousins. Now they needed them around 24/7.
His parents claimed the two of them had been discussing the matter over for a while now, but it came out of the blue for Sebastian. They told him on his birthday, thinking that he would be overwhelmed with joy or something. Apparently they felt he wanted nothing more in the world than to leave his home, his school, everyone he'd known his entire life, and most especially, his best friend, Kurt.
Happy fucking birthday.
When Kurt's whimpers turned into choking sobs, Sebastian sighed again and wrapped an arm around his friend's shoulders.
"Hey," he said, squeezing him lightly, "this isn't good-bye forever."
"It…it isn't?" Kurt stuttered, scooting toward Sebastian's body so he could hold him closer.
"No way," Sebastian said. "Not by a long shot. And besides, I'll email you and text, and call you every day. I'm never saying good-bye to you."
Kurt nodded, comforted but still feeling like his entire world was coming completely apart.
"B-but…we had a whole bunch of firsts we were going to try and cross off our list before college, remember?"
Kurt sniffled and Sebastian handed him a tissue.
"I know," Sebastian said softly. He chewed the inside of his cheek and thought about the list they had made – things like learn to make a soufflé, play a full game of croquet, and paddle a kayak were on Kurt's side of the list, while participate in a mud run, build a tree fort, and sleep out under the stars without a tent were on Sebastian's side. A lot of those were pretty doable. They could even start today if their parents would let them. "Hey, we're not leaving till the end of this month, so that gives us two weeks to cross off as many as we can."
Kurt lifted his eyes, watery blue and red from crying, to meet Sebastian's.
"Do…do you think we can do it?" Kurt asked, dabbing at his eyes with the tissue.
"Sure," Sebastian said with a shrug. "I don't see why not."
Kurt nodded, the shadow of a smile growing on his lips.
"Sure," Kurt parroted, "why not? Where do you want to start? My dad's not home, so we can't use the oven."
"And the only tree we can really build a fort in is in my front yard," Sebastian said. "We can sleep outside, but we have to wait a couple of hours."
"I have the croquet set in the garage," Kurt offered, his eyes lighting up. "We can play that until nightfall."
Sebastian smiled, a thought crossing his mind.
"And, there's actually one more thing we can cross off."
"Really?" Kurt asked, his eyes wide with excitement at their plan. "Which one?"
"This one," Sebastian said. He moved quickly, afraid that if he gave himself another minute to think it over, he might chicken out. Or Kurt might catch on and move away. Sebastian gently cupped trembling hands around Kurt's face and pressed his lips against Kurt's. It wasn't much of a kiss. It might not even classify as a kiss to anyone who could have done it better, but for Sebastian, it was the biggest first he had been looking forward to crossing off.
When he pulled away, Kurt's eyes were wide with shock and his pale cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink. Sebastian bit his lip and looked down at his feet, trying to hide the heat in his own cheeks that was a little bit excitement and a whole lot of fear.
"Wh…where was that on the list?" Kurt asked through tingling lips, afraid to move them lest the sensation of that kiss evaporate away.
"Um…it was on mine," Sebastian confessed, chancing a glance back at Kurt and relaxing when he saw the smile on his face.
"Are kisses always going to be that nice?" Kurt asked as his cheeks began to burn brighter.
Sebastian shrugged.
"I guess we'll find out."
Kurt chuckled, imaging that - imaging a future of kisses as amazing as that one, when suddenly his face crumbled, his hands rising up to shield his face again. He shook his head, crying new tears.
"What is it?" Sebastian asked, petrified that somehow - even after the blushing, even after the smile - that Kurt didn't really want to be kissed, and now he would never forgive Sebastian for taking that away from him. "Did I…did I do something wrong?"
Kurt shook his head so hard his neck cracked.
"Then what is it?" Sebastian wrapped his arms around Kurt and held him tight.
"I…I don't want to find out with anyone else," he sobbed.
"And that's when you knew?" Kurt asks with surprise. He turns away from the wedding ring on his finger where it rests against Sebastian's matching ring to stare up into his husband's face.
"Yup," Sebastian replies with a smug grin, wrapping his arms tighter around Kurt's body. "That's when I knew."
"But…you must have kissed a hundred guys since then," Kurt says, hoping Sebastian will disagree. "I mean…that was our first kiss. We were only twelve."
Sebastian leans over and kisses Kurt full on the mouth, savoring the taste of the mojitos that Kurt had decided to indulge in since it was the first night of their honeymoon, and they had nothing else to do then just sit in a hammock on the beach and be with each other.
"What can I say?" Sebastian whispers against Kurt's cheek. "Even back then you were one hell of a kisser."