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Chapter Thirteen
They started playing games the moment they were both fully awake. First it was hangman, and after that, they tried to fly Kurt's airplane. It took up some of the time, but nothing could really keep their minds off of the situation. They were locked in a fake bathroom and Sue probably still expected them to kiss.
The temperature had risen some more and Kurt didn't know how much more of it they could handle. He laid himself down on his back.
"What about," Blaine said, "Heads Up."
"What?" Kurt asked.
"You know, the game. Where you write down random words and then we pick one randomly and put on our forehead and the other person has to give out hints while the other guesses."
Kurt nodded. "Alright. Let's do it."
They carefully ripped the paper they had into pieces and then Blaine brought out the pen that he'd been carrying in his cardigan. Kurt separated the pieces of paper evenly and let Blaine write down his first before he wrote down his own.
They mixed them all, and left them face down on the floor around them. Then, suddenly, the lights flickered.
"Oh," he said, "that can't be good."
"Are you ready for this?" Blaine asked.
When Kurt looked at him and away from the lights, he already had a piece of paper to his head and Kurt couldn't help but smile.
"This is a creamy past dish," Kurt said and then added before he could stop himself, "we said that if we ever had a celebrity child we would name it this."
Blaine looked thoughtful for a moment until he got it. "Fettuchini Alfredo," he said and laughed.
So, it began. Somehow, this game was easier than the others and definitely more entertaining. Everything reminded Kurt of them, as most of their time in the elevator had. He had almost fully forgotten about the conversation about Fetuchini Alfredo. It had been right after they left what was probably one of the best Italian restaurants that Kurt had ever eaten at.
The two of them had wandered around the city, trying to walk off the heaviness they felt after eating so much and Kurt had just blurted it out.
"Fettuchini Alfredo would make a really good name."
Blaine had been aghast at first. "A name?"
"Yeah, like…like a celebrity child. You know like Apple."
"I do like Alfredo."
"But Fettuchini could do well too," Kurt had insisted.
He remembered the two of them laughing like maniacs in the middle of the street.
"We could call her Little Feta," Blaine said and giggled.
The game continued and even more memories came up. It was surprisingly easy, but then, most of the time spent in the elevator had been easy. It was the two of them, so of course it was easy. It was far easier than their relationship had been towards the end. Somehow they had lost this, the easy camaraderie that had been present around them from the moment they met.
They laughed and joked, and Kurt couldn't help but take in the moment and cherish it, because this was exactly what he'd missed about being with Blaine outside of their romantic relationship, he found that he had missed their friendship just as much.
When it was his turn to hold the papers to his forehead, he was ready for more of the same.
It threw him when Blaine mentioned Karofksy.
"Dave eats this all the time."
What was Kurt supposed to do with that clue. It wasn't like he knew anything about David Karofksy. As Blaine kept mumbling something about it, Kurt sat up. The enjoyment he'd been having for the game was gone.
"It's so hot in here. I think I'm going to be sick," he said.
He could tell that Blaine knew what he'd done. He could see it in the way that he couldn't look at Kurt. Had they not been trapped together, Kurt knew that it would have been the moment that he walked away.
Blaine had a boyfriend. Nothing could go back to how it had been. Not their friendship and definitely not the romantic relationship that there was no way they could actually restart when Blaine was so obviously into Karofsky that he found the things Karofksy did strangely cute or interesting.
So of course, while Blaine was looking away, and Kurt felt like they were right back to where they had started, that was the moment that the panel on the wall slid up and the creepy Sue doll reappeared.
Blaine scrambled back away from her, pushing himself into a corner of the elevator while Kurt stayed in his spot closer to the other corner.
The Sue doll spoke, going on and on about their love and then some sort of aerosol gas aphrodisiac was released and Kurt knew that she wouldn't be letting them out unless they really went through with it. When he looked at Blaine, he knew that the unsure look he had on his face matched his own.
"You wanna get out of here," he said addressing Kurt, "it's just so hot."
"Yes."
"Not sexually hot," Blaine snapped, "it's actually hot. I wanna go home. I wanna get out of here."
Home. To Karofksy.
"Yes, listen to Blaine," the creepy puppet said.
Kurt couldn't make the decision, he couldn't be the one to actually get up and decide to kiss Blaine. It had to be Blaine.
"Why don't we just decide beforehand that this doesn't have to mean anything," Blaine said.
Kurt could tell that it was hard for him to say it, but he knew it was for the best, even though he couldn't promise that it wouldn't make him feel anything.
"We make a promise," he said, "right now, that it means nothing."
A kiss with Blaine would never not mean something, though. There was no way.
"Let's just do what we have to do," Blaine said.
Kurt let out a breath. Could he do it? Could he kiss Blaine and pretend that it would mean anything? It had been easy to do once, the last time they were broken up. He could still remember clearly how adamant he'd been about how little their make out in Blaine's car meant to him.
"So, we're in agreement," Kurt said.
Blaine got up. "Yeah," he said, "this doesn't mean anything. The only reason we're doing this is because it's the only way that Sue will let us out."
"Because Sue is forcing us."
"Forcing us," Blaine repeated as if to make sure that Kurt understood the reason.
He understood it well enough. Blaine didn't want the kiss, what he wanted was to get out of the elevator and go home, as he'd put it. Kurt wanted the same. He wanted to leave the elevator, see if they could still catch the end of invitationals and then head home and probably call Sebastian so he could cry.
"On the count of three."
They stepped closer towards the middle, and Kurt leaned forward while in the background the puppet counted down for them. Kurt couldn't make himself go for it, so while he was leaning in, it was Blaine that connected their lips and Kurt felt like everything was right again.
He couldn't think. Blaine's lips were on his again. They were kissing. They were really kissing and oh, god, but he'd forgotten how Blaine tasted or how familiar it all was. It seemed that Blaine had too, because he just kept pressing in, and his hand was on Kurt's neck and Kurt couldn't help but bring his own hand to Blaine's shoulder because he needed more contact with him. Even though he knew it had been enough, Kurt didn't think he could just pull back. Blaine was kissing him. Everything was right with the world and all it had required was being kissed.
Kurt couldn't remember when the doors opened, because as soon as they'd pulled away, all he cared about was looking at Blaine, who was staring at him too. Wrecked.
It took them too long to look away from each other to the open doors. A moment later, their discarded clothes were gathered and they were running and Kurt knew that they wouldn't be talking about it.
Sebastian didn't get to see Kurt until late that night.
"Hey," he said when Kurt answered his door.
He was in comfortable pajamas and his face looked a little more pink than usual.
"What happened to your face?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing, just deep cleansing," he said, "who knows what I may have come in contact with while I was in that fake elevator."
He followed Kurt up to his room, and he made himself not immediately question him. After all, he had only gotten a small glimpse into what was going on in the elevator and he didn't know exactly what had happened that had allowed for Kurt and Blaine to actually leave the elevator though he suspected that the two of them had had to kiss.
"Congrats on the win," he said instead.
"Thanks," Kurt said, "I'm still a little surprised it actually happened. I guess Rachel didn't really need me after all, considering she managed to pull it off."
Sebastian shook his head. "They needed you," he said, "don't sell yourself so short."
Once they were in Kurt's room, Kurt immediately climbed into his bed.
"Well, if this was what tonight was about, you should have warned me," Sebastian said.
"Shut it, I'm cold and tired," Kurt said.
Sebastian just smiled at him. "I'm sure you are."
He slipped his shoes off and then took off his sweater, dropping it over Kurt's chair.
"Well, don't mind if I do," Sebastian said as a prelude to getting into bed next to Kurt.
"You're impossible," Kurt said.
Sebastian made himself comfortable. "So," he said, "Sue kidnapped you and Blaine and put you in the suspiciously non functioning new elevator."
"What?" Kurt asked, "you knew?"
Sebastian had made a promise to himself on the drive over that he would be forthright about everything that had happened.
"I knew Sue obviously had something to do with it," Sebastian said, "and I tried really hard to find you guys and figure out what she was planning but it wasn't until this morning that I really found out for sure and I saw the two of you and you seemed amicable enough. I thought it might be for the better."
He couldn't tell if Kurt was angry or not. He mostly just looked weary.
"So," he said after a moment, "you know that we basically had to kiss to get out?"
Sebastian nodded. "How did that go?"
Kurt scoffed and sent a glare in his direction. "Heaven and hell. It just, god, it felt so good to kiss him, but he told me so many times beforehand how it wouldn't mean anything and I mean, I kept repeating it too but there's never been anyone other than Blaine that could make me feel so much just through a kiss. It just, it hurts so much more now."
For all that Sebastian knew he was adamant about getting Blaine and Kurt back together, he couldn't help but feel like Kurt just didn't know how to be with anyone other than Blaine.
"Kurt, I don't know why I never asked but, Blaine was your first boyfriend right?"
Kurt nodded.
"And you never dated anyone after the first break up?"
"I did," Kurt said, "but we were more like friends than anything. I wasn't over Blaine and I kept trying to give Adam a chance but it just didn't really work."
Sebastian hummed to himself. He shifted so he was on his side and choose his words carefully.
"What you're saying is that you've never kissed anyone like you kissed Blaine," Sebastian said.
Kurt crossed his arms over his chest. "What are you saying, Sebastian?" he asked.
Sebastian looked away from Kurt. He knew Kurt wasn't going to take his observation well. He was also so sensitive and on the defensive when it came to anyone really pushing him to move on that Sebastian just knew he would see it as Sebastian's way of pushing.
"I'm just saying," he said, "and I could be epically wrong, but you have no idea if anyone else could make you feel like Blaine does."
Sebastian braced himself for Kurt to hit him or yell at him, but instead Kurt remained silent and Sebastian didn't know what he was supposed to do with a silent Kurt.
"You're right," he said after a while, "I mean, I've only had sex with Blaine. I've only ever really kissed Blaine. And, then there's you and Elliott and the two of you sleep with so many different people and kiss so many different people and both of you seem to like it well enough."
Sebastian let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding and then he sat up on the bed properly so that the blankets pooled at his waist.
"It's enjoyable, sometimes more than enjoyable," Sebastian said, "but I'm also completely the opposite of you in the sense that I have never been in a relationship before and so I don't know what that's like. I have no idea how being in love changes things like kissing or sex, or hand holding."
Kurt laughed and Sebastian smiled back at him.
"Oh, god," Kurt breathed, "I can only imagine what we would have talked about if it had been the two of us in the elevator."
Sebastian let himself fall back into the bed and for a while the two of them just lay there staring at Kurt's ceiling. A part of Sebastian wanted to ask about what Kurt and Blaine had done in the elevator apart from the kiss, but somehow he just knew that it wasn't his business to ask.
"I want to know," Kurt said suddenly and now he was the one sitting up.
"Want to know what?"
"What it's like to kiss someone else," Kurt finished.
Sebastian's eyes found their way to Kurt's mouth. Kurt had nice lips. Plump and a little chapped. It would be easy to kiss Kurt, and Sebastian knew that he would enjoy it, but there was a line there and Sebastian was really good at seeing the lines that he couldn't cross. Just like he never dared to push Elliott into really sleeping with him, he couldn't kiss Kurt.
"Please," Kurt said, "there's no one else that I would dare ask."
Sebastian wanted to know what Kurt was thinking. After everything, after all the innuendos and the suggestive comments that Sebastian had thrown at him, half of them serious, Sebastian had never expected that it would come to this.
"I—" he began.
Kurt shifted, moving towards him and Sebastian knew his eyes had to be wide. Then, he felt a part of Kurt's weight and also his breath. Sebastian couldn't will his eyes to close, but they were stuck on trying to follow Kurt's lips until he gave up as Kurt's face drew nearer and instead they met Kurt's eyes.
His eyes were very blue in that moment, and he looked curious and a little nervous and Sebastian knew that he was curious too. He wanted to know what it would feel like to kiss Kurt Hummel. So, he lifted his hands to cradle Kurt's head, and holding onto Kurt's gaze, he lifted his head up a little, just enough for his lips to meet Kurt's and then he kissed him.
Author's Note: Alright, so when I started writing the stuff that covers The Hurt Locker Part 2, I had every intention of not having Kurt and Blaine kiss at all and having Sebastian rescue them essentially but I didn't like that idea very much...mostly because I LOVED the kiss they shared in the elevator and just all of that episode was awesome and I did very little to change it. However, I also wanted to have other developments.
Sebastian had to play a role somewhere...and the idea that Kurt would kiss Blaine and then mere hours later kiss Sebastian of his own volition...well, it just fit for me somehow...it develops things for both pairings and you all know how undecided I am on endgame...but yeah that's something that happened.
Hope you all liked it. I may post the next chapter tomorrow if I have time...