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Not seeing Sebastian, or Blaine, or any potential romantic interest really, was doing Kurt good. When it'd been more than a week and a half since he last saw or heard from Sebastian, he realised the other boy probably expected him to make a move: if Kurt called him, it'd mean he had decided whether to take the risk or not. It was either that, or that Sebastian was ignoring him, and the latter Kurt could not stand.
Two weeks went on, and, during that time, Kurt did anything but pondering the decision. He focused on his classes and started searching a fashion internship for the summer. Having the ropes of his life back had made him realise the things he had been missing, and a connection with the fashion world was one of those.
Another Friday night came along, and he found himself on the couch again, watching some reality TV-show with Rachel. Santana had a late shift at the diner, so when the girl went back home, she found the following scene: Kurt was laying on the larger couch, laptop on his belly and bowl of chicken wigs on his hand. Rachel laid on the floor, working out.
"For Christ's sake, you two are the most boring people I've ever known!" Santana screamed dramatically, after observing them for a couple of seconds. They hadn't even noticed the other girl had arrived.
Kurt pouted at her, then timidly offered her some food. Santana rolled her eyes at him. "And what the hell are you doing, Berry?"
"What does it look like?" Rachel replied somewhat exasperated, breathing with difficulty.
"She does that now every time the clock strikes half hour" Kurt explained distractedly, taking back his rejected wings and going back to eat 'em.
"You what?! Why?!" Santana stared at Rachel with disdain, "You know what? I don't even wanna know" she rushed to say, and grabbed the remote control to turn off the TV.
"Hey!" Rachel and Kurt protested in unison.
"This situation can't go on like this forever" Santana said, folding her arms and placing herself in front of the TV.
Rachel and Kurt exchanged confused looks. Santana sighed.
"Okay, you" she looked at Rachel, "you're gonna have a shower, then borrow a killing dress from my- Oh, wait, for a second there I took you for a normal girl – I'll pick up the dress for you" she made a face, and turned to look at Kurt, "and you're gonna throw that disgusting bowl away and put on something sexy – 'cause if you don't, I'm gonna pick it up for you too" she smirked maliciously.
Kurt sighed, annoyed. "What for?" he protested. "Why can't I watch TV wearing my PJs?"
Santana snorted. "We're going out, ladies" she stated brightly, then went straight to her room.
Rachel got up making faces. "Santana! I don't wanna go out! I'm freaking tired!" she lamented, but the other girl had already picked up something and threw it to Rachel's face.
"You're wearing that. Now, shower" she demanded, seriously, taking Rachel aback. The petit girl gulped and nodded, entering the bathroom.
"And you" Santana pointed a finger at Kurt. "Last warning: get up, throw that away and get dressed. Or I will go into your room and I'll put these hands" she showed Kurt her hands, waving her fingers "all over your clothes – and God knows what they might have touched tonight."
It worked, because Kurt got up quickly, alarmed. "Okay, okay, don't you dare!" the boy warned her.
/
"What does it always have to be a gay bar?" Rachel protested when they entered the chosen place. It was a really cheap and tacky gay bar. But it looked like people were really having fun – Kurt noticed. There were guys making out everywhere and girls slow dancing against each other suggestively on every corner. And they looked their age.
"Easy: two gays, one straight. You do the maths" Santana said, laying an arm around Rachel. "But look at the bright side, Berry: this will prepare you to deal with all those gay husbands we all know you'll end up marrying obliviously" she snorted. And Kurt couldn't help but giggled quietly too, remembering that fateful night Rachel and Blaine kissed.
Rachel shook Santana's arm and gave both of them a furious glare. Then went to the bar, raging.
"You're mean" Kurt chuckled.
"That'll knock some sense into her" Santana smirked, pleased.
Kurt rolled his eyes and went to the bar too, determined to order himself a beer. Once he got there, he remembered about the Irish beer he tried with Sebastian, and ordered that particular brand.
Two beers later, he was dancing on the dance floor with the two girls animatedly, having a blast, when he felt two strong hands grabbing his hips. Kurt turned around, outraged, to find an attractive blond male smiling at him. But Kurt shook the other guy's hands anyway.
"Not interested, sorry" Kurt smiled awkwardly at him, gaining two shocking looks from Santana and Rachel.
They guy apologised and left, and Rachel approached Kurt full of determination. "Kurt!" she protested, "Why did you send him away? He was so handsome" the girl screamed.
But Santana spoke before Kurt could react. "Well, because lady Hummel here is already getting some" she winked at him, and Kurt shot her the most furious glare he could pull off.
Rachel smiled excitedly. "Oh, you know too?" she asked Santana.
"Damn right I know" she smirked maliciously. Kurt face fell, and cut them abruptly.
"Okay girls, my life is not that interesting" he giggled awkwardly. "Santana, why don't we go find you some little-brained, hot blonde- you know, just like you like 'em?" he bit back, grabbing Santana's arm and trying to direct them towards the bar, but the girl wouldn't let him.
"I'm done with blondes" she stated with disdain. "I think I'm gonna try some arrogant, slutty, badass brunette – it's working well enough for you, isn't it Kurt?" Santana narrowed her eyes at him. Kurt glared at her again.
"What? Do you know him?" Rachel asked Santana, upset. "And I don't?" she asked Kurt. "How is that fair, Kurt? I'm your best friend!" she screamed, annoyingly.
Kurt opened up his mouth to protest but Santana was faster. "Oh, but you know him too, Rach" she said, faking enthusiasm. "Remember Sebastian, the criminal slut?" Santana asked Rachel, but her eyes were on Kurt.
Rachel's eyes went wide with shock. "No way" she said, after a few seconds, turning to the side to look at Kurt.
Kurt stared at his feet, frozen, then raised his eyes to meet the judging looks both girls were giving him. He gulped, feeling vulnerable, and turned around to leave the bar.
/
Kurt stared at his cell phone, fighting the urge to text Sebastian. He couldn't exactly say why, but something about people finally finding out about Sebastian and him when it'd been two weeks since they last met, seemed quite ridiculous. It almost seemed like a lie.
Granted, he hadn't made up his mind yet, or even tried to, but if people were to judge him, then they better had a reason, right? Then he felt someone sitting beside him, on the sidewalk, and judging by the size, it had to be Rachel.
"Hey" she said, grabbing Kurt's hand. "Are you okay, Kurt?" she asked, kindly, and Kurt turned around to hug her.
"Not really" he whispered, once they broke the hug. "I haven't even met Sebastian for two weeks" he said, sighing. "Santana doesn't really know what she's talking about."
"How did she find out, anyway?" Rachel asked him.
Kurt bit his lip. "I didn't exactly… hide it" he admitted, then covered his face with his hands. "Sebastian wanted to come visit me at the diner, to pick me up and… I didn't stop him" he mumbled the last part.
Rachel chuckled. "Oh, Kurt – what a terrible idea."
"Oh, I know" he giggled. "But he's so persuasive, Rach- Oh, dear Gaga. I told you I was screwed."
"Well, never in a million years I would've imagined this, but-" she smiled, amused.
"Trust me – me neither" Kurt breathed out, relaxing. They locked eyes for a few seconds and burst out laughing.
Rachel patted Kurt's back. "I need to ask, Kurt" she said, giving him an anxious look. "Did he change? Is he nicer now? Really, because I'm trying to imagine a plausible scenario where you could find Sebastian worth your time, and attention, but I also saw him the night of your play – I was there too, and he didn't look any different!" she ranted.
Kurt sighed, knowing he had this one coming. "I-" he started, trying to make up his mind "I'd say he did- change, but… Well, we really didn't get to know him back in high school" he protested.
But Rachel didn't look any less shocked. "What?" she asked rhetorically. "He almost blinded your boyfriend, Kurt!" she said frantically.
"Ex-boyfriend" Kurt bit back, somewhat annoyed. "Look, I don't expect you to understand it, Rachel. Maybe he changed – maybe he never was that bad – I don't know!" he stated, visibly anxious.
Rachel looked away, biting her lip. Kurt knew she was restraining herself from saying anything she might regret later. That's some progress, he thought amused.
"Okay" Rachel said finally. "I can't say I've never overlooked people's misbehaviour towards me" she said, bitterly.
"He treats me well, Rach" Kurt assured her. "We actually enjoy arguing and being harsh on each other, but it's not like that all the time" he said, unable to contain a smile.
Rachel regarded him with curiosity. "Mm" she made. "I hate that I love you kind of thing" she said quietly.
"Oh, shut up" Kurt punched her shoulder playfully. Rachel giggled and got up.
"Well, have fun then" she said, smiling timidly.
Kurt casted her a confused look. "I'm not meeting him tonight" he said, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Why not?" Rachel asked. "You clearly want to" she said cheekily.
"What?" Kurt asked dramatically. "Where did you get that?"
"Oh, come on!" Rachel sighed. "I haven't even met Sebastian for two weeks" she mimicked him, giggling. Kurt's jaw fell.
"You, young lady, you are so…" Kurt started, pointing an accusing finger at her, but put it down, sighing "… right" he conceded. They both laughed.
"Well?" she asked, when she saw that Kurt remained still. "Call him, then!" she insisted, impatient.
Kurt chuckled, finding Rachel's enthusiasm contagious. "Okay, jeez" he said, standing up.
Rachel kissed him on the cheek and whispered "Go, Fanny!" giggling.
Kurt rolled his eyes and waited until she was gone to take out his phone again. He looked for Sebastian's number and bit his lip. Okay, he encouraged himself.
"Sweet cheeks" Sebastian's seductive voice greeted him. Kurt gulped.
"Hey, meerkat" he managed to articulate, shaking his nervousness away.
"How are you doing, marble?" Sebastian asked.
"I'm good" Kurt said somewhat lively. Dared he admit it? He had missed talking to Sebastian. "Thank you for asking, kind sir" he added, livelier. Sebastian chuckled. "What about you?" he asked tentatively now.
"Sunshine and rainbows" Sebastian said, sarcastically.
"Good for you" Kurt said, rolling his eyes.
A few seconds passed. Kurt took a deep breath, gathering some courage.
"So… you wanna meet?" Kurt asked, finally.
"Hu. Am I your booty call, Hummel?" Sebastian joked.
"Yep" Kurt answered cockily, and heard Sebastian's chuckle.
"Mm" Sebastian made, amused. "What did you do to my nervous and sweet gayface?" the boy asked, faking to be concerned. Kurt's heart skipped a beat to the sound of my.
"Oh, he'll make an appearance once you're near me – fear not" Kurt admitted awkwardly. Sebastian breathed out, making that noise Kurt knew it was a smile. He smiled too.
"Good. I look forward to that" Sebastian said with a deep, rough tone. Kurt blushed.
"And that will be…?" Kurt asked, tentatively.
"I'm exiting a bar now" Sebastian said, and for the loss of noise Kurt could tell it was true. "Not far from my apartment, actually" he suggested.
"Oh" Kurt made, nervously. "Could we… grab a drink first? I kind of- feel like dancing…" he said honestly. Before Santana exposed him to Rachel, he truly was enjoying himself.
"Mm, and I feel like watching you dance" Sebastian said, his voice getting more and more suggestive. Oh, Kurt was affected already. Dammit.
"But you'll dance with me… right?" Kurt asked nervously. Something about dancing for Sebastian, instead of with him, seemed almost pornographic.
Sebastian chuckled briefly. "Sure thing, babe" he said. "How far are you from your diner?" he asked. "I'm three blocks away."
"Um-" Kurt started walking fast. He was about twenty minutes away. "Not far… if I hurry" he admitted.
"I'll meet you there" Sebastian said, hanging up.
/
Sebastian took Kurt to a huge disco. Most people were older than them, but the place was amazing. Not only people dressed quite fashionably, but they actually looked like models. Or important business men and women. It was the kind of place that made you feel important. The kind of place Kurt imagined Isabelle Wright would go to.
And Sebastian seemed to know his way around the place just fine. The boy fitted right in. He was constantly greeting people, and, most to Kurt's surprise, he introduced them to Kurt.
More than once, Kurt thought he caught a glimpse of a couple of fashion designers, and he was beyond excited. Even the alcohol was fancy: Sebastian ordered something he had never heard of, but it tasted awesome. Not the usual word Kurt would employ – he found it too simple – but he was starting to get tipsy. And awesome seemed quite the right word for everything he was feeling:
Sebastian's hands exercising a tight hold on his hips from behind, constantly caressing and rubbing them. Sebastian's mouth on his ear, constantly biting and licking his earlobe. Sebastian's breath all over his neck, constantly making him shiver.
Kurt even closed his eyes twice, unable to stop his head from leaning against Sebastian's shoulder and granting the boy full access to whatever he wanted to take from Kurt.
And Kurt hadn't lied when he said he wanted to dance. He was dancing indeed, and surprisingly, so was Sebastian. Not that Kurt hadn't seen Sebastian dance before, but he didn't use to enjoy it so much.
"God, I've missed this skin" Sebastian whispered on his ear, biting playfully Kurt's neck.
Kurt turned around to face him, grinning like a little kid. He put his arms around Sebastian's shoulders, resting his hands on the other boy's neck. "And I've missed this neck" he bit his own lip.
Kurt looked into Sebastian's eyes and studied them – well, he did his best, considering his tipsy state, but he thought he saw joy. Then he acted impulsively and pressed his lips against Sebastian's, and started kissing the boy like crazy.
Sebastian grabbed Kurt's back and took them to a dark corner, where he returned the kiss properly. With teeth, with want, with excitement. Kurt couldn't help but introduced his hands under Sebastian's shirt, to caress those abs. He was panting by now.
Sebastian's lips left Kurt's and the boy started placing kisses all over Kurt's neck, chin and face, and stopped when reaching Kurt's nose, where he took his time to bite it, kiss it and, mostly, to play with it.
"Bas?" Kurt whispered, scratching Sebastian's lower back.
"Tell me, babe" Sebastian said, stopping to lock eyes with Kurt. They stared at each other for a few seconds, both boys trying to breathe steadily again.
"I just- I think you should know that I-… well, that I'm-" Kurt gulped, nervously. "I think-"
Sebastian came closer and placed a kiss on Kurt's cheek. "Relax."
Kurt took a deep breath, then smiled nervously, looking away. "Look, I've wanted to call you sooner, but-" Kurt bit his lip, struggling "I'm tired of being confused, you know? And you must be exhausted" Kurt giggled, trying to joke. But Sebastian didn't find it funny; the boy kept attentively looking at him and had his hands on both sides of Kurt's hips. "Anyway… I didn't want to call you until I was somewhat sure, that I- could handle… this."
Sebastian looked surprised. "Are you?" he asked, incredulous.
Kurt locked eyes with him. "Well" he started, grasping the collar of Sebastian's shirt timidly and looking away. "I've realised I'm never gonna be sure of that and… that I've been waiting in vain" Kurt was surprised to hear himself. Alcohol had made him talk, even when he had no idea what he felt or wanted to say. And yet, somehow, he had managed to describe it perfectly. He smiled.
"So… maybe-" Kurt played with the collar "maybe I should stop waiting, and start learning" he stated, simultaneously reaching that conclusion. "Yeah, maybe it's time I learn… how to handle this" he brought his eyes again to meet Sebastian's and smiled cheekily, proud of his "decision".
Sebastian smiled back at him, cockily. Kurt might be losing it, but he thought Sebastian looked also proud of him. The boy brought Kurt closer with his hands.
"Meaning that… this is not the last I'm seeing of you, right?"
Kurt regarded him, surprised. "Why would it be so?"
"Well- you're acting so spontaneous and loose tonight... I thought maybe it was the thrill of the last time" Sebastian explained, shaking his head as if he had just said some nonsense.
Kurt meditated it. Yeah, he was feeling sort of freer tonight. But it might be about finally having people to talk about what he was going through. Talking to Rachel had been healing for him. She was her best friend. And she had encouraged him to take some risks.
"I feel looser" Kurt conceded, smiling. "You have that effect on me" he whispered on Sebastian's ear. Ups, those drinks are working.
"Kurt" Sebastian's reaction was to smirk and to trap him against the wall. "Don't tease" Sebastian warned him, grabbing Kurt's ass cheeks.
"I'm not!" Kurt protested, though his face showed anything but disgust. "I just meant that I like how you make me feel, Bas" he breathed out with difficulty, since Sebastian's body was now pressed against his.
Sebastian stared at him, raising an eyebrow as if he was studying Kurt. Sebastian's expression was full of want – fierce, merciless want. Kurt trembled.
"And I want much more than tonight" Kurt let slip. It was hard to hide from that implacable look.
For a moment, Kurt feared he had said too much. The alcohol and Sebastian's gaze seemed to have the effect of a powerful veritaserum on him. But then Sebastian's reaction put him at ease. The boy smiled, pleased, and attacked Kurt's lips.
They made out roughly against the wall, and Kurt didn't even remember they were in a public place. Once he had Sebastian, it was hard to even acknowledge any other living or non-living thing around him.
When their mouths could no longer stand the speed, they broke it, granting his lungs a break too.
"We have time, then" Sebastian smiled, caressing his cheek. "How about we order something and dance some more?" he suggested.
Kurt nodded, because his mouth was too dry to pronounce a single word.
/
Two drinks later, Kurt was starting to feel clumsy. He had almost fallen twice, and he kept tripping with his own feet. Sebastian couldn't stop laughing at him, although he was always there to grab him and avoid the fall.
"I'd say we've drunk enough, wouldn't you?" Sebastian asked him, while Kurt kept twirling around him, shaking his shoulders.
Kurt narrowed his eyes at him and showed Sebastian his ear. The noise was too loud. "What?"
Sebastian grabbed him by the waist and said loud enough: "Wanna catch some air?" he asked Kurt.
Kurt nodded and smiled, and turned to walk towards what he thought was the exit. Sebastian grabbed his wrist, chuckling. "This way."
They were not far from Central Perk, so they decided to buy a couple of hot dogs and sit on a bench once they got there.
"I'd like to see you perform again" Kurt told Sebastian, out of the blue. He was chewing distractedly, and didn't realise what he'd just said until he found Sebastian's eyes scrutinising his. "Don't give me that look, meerkat" Kurt coughed, almost choking. Sebastian patted his back, gently. "Thanks" Kurt said.
"Anytime" Sebastian replied, but his hand didn't leave Kurt's back once Kurt looked visibly better. He continue caressing the spot. "So… why is that?" Sebastian asked, somewhat intrigued.
Kurt bit his lip, considering it. "Well, to be completely honest… I'm afraid I paid you little attention when you performed at Regionals" Kurt admitted, smiling coyly. "Enough to bitterly witness that you were good, but not enough to actually remember you" Kurt explained, "you know?"
Sebastian 'mmh' him, smiling. "I resent that, gayface" he said, but he looked anything but resented. They both chuckled. "I do remember you" Sebastian told him, and Kurt couldn't help but narrowing his eyes at him.
"Really?" Kurt asked, incredulously.
"Hey, don't give me that look either!" Sebastian protested, coming closer. Suddenly his breath was so close to Kurt's cheek that the situation had instantly become intimate. "You actually looked at me during that 'Michael' number at Regionals, and went for the spotlight to show me how strong your hips game was" Sebastian smirked, grabbing both sides of Kurt's hips playfully. He left his hands there and Kurt showed no interest in shaking them off.
Kurt blushed instead, his mind wandering back towards that number and remembering what on Earth brought him to do such thing. "Oh" he made, shifting on his seat, "I guess I saw you looking at Blaine and- I remember you were even on your feet, clapping, and you looked so... cheery" Kurt described, "it annoyed me so much" he giggled.
"Then you started moving that gracious pelvis of yours" Sebastian's hand got dangerously close to said place, "and I couldn't help but thinking: 'Damn," Sebastian bit his lower lip, "that's hot'" he smirked.
"You thought I was hot?" Kurt asked, perplexed.
Sebastian sighed, amused. "Kurt, I believe maybe that was not your intention, but you asked for my attention" the boy explained, "you caught me eye-fucking Blaine, and reacted giving me your best game."
Kurt's eyes went wide.
"I guessed it was your way to say: 'hey, try to beat this'" Sebastian joked, "but it was a pretty erotic way to express it" his hand was now caressing Kurt's thigh, "and you can't blame me if later that night… that image kept popping out in my head… teasing me" Sebastian said with a deep, sultry voice.
Kurt's cheeks were burning. Then Kurt realised he was biting his lower lip so hard it could start bleeding any moment. Sebastian's free hand reached his lips, and used the thumb to liberate Kurt's lower lip from the pressure.
"Sebastian…" Kurt needed to ask, his mind entering a trance where all he could hear or feel was Sebastian's smooth voice. "Are you serious?" he asked timidly. Kurt could have sworn Sebastian found him repulsive during high school.
Sebastian nodded, giving Kurt an arrogant side smile, and moving his hand from Kurt's lips to grab Kurt's neck and whisper on his ear: "It was jerking material for quite a while, actually."
Kurt shivered perceptibly, and had to close his eyes to let that sink it.
"And here I was wondering when my shy gayface would come out to play" Sebastian said, his hand now underneath Kurt's shirt, calmly feeling the skin.
Kurt opened his eyes and met Sebastian's. Sebastian smiled cheekily and came forwards to kiss him aggressively. Kurt broke it, nervously. "Hey, we're on a public place" Kurt complained.
Sebastian chuckled against his neck. "You didn't seem to care about that earlier."
Kurt rolled his eyes, liberating himself from Sebastian. "That's because you cloud my judgement" Kurt admitted, containing a smile. He sat properly on the bench and looked up, resting his head on Sebastian's shoulder. Sebastian gave up and faced the sky too. "It's about to dawn" Kurt commented, after a minute or two.
"Mmh" Sebastian agreed, distractedly. Then he looked at Kurt. "I joined NYU Theatre Club at the beginning of this semester" he said casually.
Kurt lifted his head and squeezed Sebastian's knee. "That's great" he said, excitedly.
"Is it?" Sebastian asked him raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah" Kurt nodded, cheerily. "It's important to keep in touch with your inner artist" he said, and now it was him the one caressing Sebastian's thigh.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, but smiled at him. "You would say that" he joked.
"Of course I would" Kurt played along, resting his head again on Sebastian's shoulder. "So… will I get to see you?" he asked, tentatively.
"Not really" Sebastian replied, gaining a confused look from Kurt. Sebastian regarded him with curiosity. "I'm sorry to disappoint you, babe" Sebastian joked, "but you're a week late."
Kurt opened his mouth with disbelief. "That sucks" he bit his lip. "Why didn't you say anything?" Kurt protested.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes at him. "I don't know" he said hesitantly. "It never came up, I guess" he shrugged.
Kurt sighed, regarding the boy in front of him. Sebastian had no trouble in letting him know what his jerking material was, but God forbid Kurt knew some actual, real stuff about his life. "Well- let me know next time" Kurt asked him, sincerely. "How did it go?"
Sebastian didn't answer immediately – he looked too busy studying Kurt. Kurt gulped, taken aback by Sebastian's scrutinising eyes. "The play, I mean – did it go well?" Kurt asked tentatively, again.
Sebastian nodded, relaxing. "It could've been worse, I guess" he said somewhat insecurely.
Kurt smiled at him. "What was your role?"
Sebastian returned the smile. "I played Charley, in Death of a Salesman – you know the play?" he asked Kurt.
"Of course" Kurt answered, brightly. "One of my favourites, actually."
"Oh, thank God you didn't see us perform, then" the boy chuckled.
Kurt shook his head in disbelief, rolling his eyes. "I just find weird that Edna wouldn't brag about it" Kurt joked, but then it hit him. Who said Edna wasn't as oblivious as he was? "Because you did tell her, right?" Kurt asked Sebastian, seriously now.
Sebastian looked away. "Kurt, I didn't tell anyone really" he admitted, like it was no big deal.
Kurt felt exasperated at Sebastian's poor communication skills, but tried not to show it. "Sebastian… that's not fair" he said.
Sebastian locked eyes with him. "Kurt, it was a stupid, freshmen play" the boy rolled his eyes. "Don't be so dramatic, jeez."
"But it was your play" Kurt protested. "People who care about you wouldn't find it stupid at all – they'd actually like to see you" he explained, then he bit his tongue, to stop himself from being any more embarrassing. He knew by now that Sebastian didn't like being pushed.
Sebastian looked uncomfortable, and Kurt tried hard not to panic. "Anyway…" Kurt gulped, nervously. "I'm sure you made a great Charley" he smiled somewhat awkwardly. Sebastian sighed and gave him a knowing smile.
"Thanks, sweet cheeks" Sebastian whispered, grabbing Kurt by the shoulder and coming close to plant a kiss on Kurt's cheek.
"Anytime" Kurt mumbled, not expecting at all to be greeted by Sebastian's sweetness right that moment.