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P.s.3. Soo.. I don't really know what you'll think of this chapter.. Let me know if there's something you don't understand, because maybe I failed to make Andy-storyline and Kurt's reaction completely clear. I hope not, though :)
"Kurt, come out already!" Sebastian shouted from the bedroom.
Kurt contemplated himself in the mirror. He was wearing a cheerio uniform that made him look ridiculous. It didn't used to suit him that badly, though. His body had changed, that was all. But what it used to make him feel powerful, now it made him feel like he was about to engage on a porno.
"Sebastian, I look terrible" Kurt groaned from the bathroom. "It doesn't fit me anymore. I look like a pervert" he lamented.
Kurt heard Sebastian's chuckle and rolled his eyes.
"Kurt, if you don't come out now, I'll go in there" Sebastian threatened him.
Kurt snorted. What a threat. "Oh, and what are you going to do to me?" he giggled, amused.
The door slammed open then, making Kurt startle. Sebastian came in, bringing his cell phone to take a picture of Kurt. Kurt screamed and ran to hide on the shower, but Sebastian lowered down the phone and just observed him, mesmerised.
The boy wouldn't move, or say anything. He just stood there, observing Kurt.
"Bas?" Kurt asked, tentatively.
Sebastian raised his eyes then from Kurt's arms and locked them with Kurt's eyes. He cleared his throat. "Get your ass in my bedroom now" he stated, fiercely.
Kurt's eyes widened with surprise, but he did just as told. He knew better than to discuss Sebastian's fierceness by now.
Kurt sat down on the bed and bit the inside of his mouth, waiting for Sebastian to join him.
"Hummel?" Sebastian asked, standing under the doorframe.
Kurt raised an eyebrow at Sebastian. Hummel? "Smythe?" he asked, amused.
Sebastian casted him a murderous look. "Kurt, I take my acting very seriously" he murmured, then rolled his eyes and folded his arms.
Kurt couldn't help but chuckle. What the hell?
"What are you doing here, Hummel? I find this highly inappropriate" Sebastian stated, coldly, though he was devouring Kurt with his eyes.
Kurt felt weirdly aroused. What was he supposed to say now? He got up, alarmed. "Oh, I'm sorry, mister-" he babbled, uncertain. Sebastian's aggressiveness helped getting into character – for a brief moment, Kurt felt inappropriate indeed. Of course, he was wearing that ridiculous uniform, so that helped too.
"Mister Smythe for you" Sebastian cut him, with a serious expression. "Is this supposed to be funny? What are you even wearing?"
Kurt looked down at his own clothes, certainly embarrassed. He looked up at Sebastian again, and suddenly took in his Dalton uniform. It was weird. It was like seeing the old Sebastian, although his hair was longer.
"My old cheerio uniform" Kurt commented, more regained now. "You don't like it?" Words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. He came tentatively closer to Sebastian, feeling awkward. This is ridiculous.
Sebastian smirked cheekily. "I never said that" he said, hoarsely. He wetted his lips and Kurt caught the movement. He wetted his own too.
"You're sure? Because I can always take it off…" Kurt said, dying to take off that ridiculous "outfit".
Sebastian probably read right through him, because he shook his head, slowly, and clicked his tongue. "What's the rush?" he asked, suggestively. "You clearly wanted me to see it, Hummel" he smirked, cockily.
Kurt nodded and looked down, playing the shy student. "Oh, I don't know what took over me, sir."
"Mister Smythe" Sebastian corrected him. Kurt looked up and frowned. Was that really important? "What? I prefer it" Sebastian whispered, shrugging. They shared a furtive smile after that.
Sebastian approached him, quickly going back to character. He placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder and whispered on his ear: "I think you do, Hummel".
Sebastian sighed then, pretending to be concerned. "What am I gonna do with you, Hummel?" he rubbed his forehead. "I should report you for this. Sneaking into your teacher's bedroom… that is so wrong" he emphasised, biting his lip.
"And yet feels so right?" Kurt finished the line, giggling. Such a cliché.
Sebastian casted him a resented look, then his expression got suddenly cheeky. The boy grabbed a chair and placed it right in front of a wall mirror, not facing it, though. Sebastian sat down, his back turned on the mirror.
"Why are you here, Hummel? You probably had something in mind when you sneaked into my room, didn't you?" he asked, straightforwardly.
It was around 9 p.m., so the lightning was quite poor. Kurt reached to turn on a lamp, but Sebastian clicked his tongue.
"I- um…" Kurt rubbed his head, nervously. He wasn't particularly good at role games. "I came to see you, I guess?" he asked, tentative.
Sebastian nodded, encouraging him. "Why? What did you expect it would happen?" Sebastian asked casually, pretending to be oblivious.
Kurt rolled his eyes. Sebastian patted his own thigh and casted Kurt a lustful look, telling him to come and sit down on him.
Kurt approached him, slowly, and sat down on Sebastian's lap, awkwardly. He bit his lip, uncertain of how to proceed.
"You came here to seduce me, Hummel?" Sebastian asked, hands off Kurt. It was hard not to notice this, since his hands were usually all over Kurt. Of course, this wasn't "Sebastian"; this was "Mr. Smythe".
Kurt gave him an awkward smile and nodded, then looked down.
Sebastian sighed, exasperated. "Okay. I might let you" he said, making Kurt a gesture with his head that Kurt read as 'do something!'
Kurt turned to face him, reluctantly, and placed his hands on Sebastian's clavicles, caressing them.
Sebastian shook his hands off. "What do you think you're doing?" he said, wincing. "I said I might. You gotta earn the right to touch me first" he smirked, maliciously.
Kurt sighed, tiredly. "Oh, come on!" he stood up. "Bas, I appreciate the effort, but this is ridiculous, really" he shook his head.
Sebastian stood up too, but he looked irritated. "Kurt, I'm making it super easy, for Christ's sake" he said, impatiently. "And you're not even cooperating."
"Because I don't really see the point" Kurt told him, carefully. He wrinkled his nose.
Sebastian grabbed Kurt's waist then, tightly. "Listen to me. The point is to make you feel empowered. To consciously give your body what it wants" he lowered down his voice, making it rougher, "what it craves…" he emphasised. "I want you to sit on my lap and watch yourself in the mirror while you become aware of what you have in your hands, okay? You've got me there. You just need to take me. So get yourself what you want and make me give in" he demanded Kurt, fiercely.
Kurt felt a chill down his spine, Sebastian's words echoing on his head. He wanted to feel like that. Empowered. Aware. Hell, he was already feeling like that just because of Sebastian's convincing attitude.
He nodded, then followed Sebastian to the chair, and sat on his lap. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror and observed it, feeling like he was contemplating a stranger.
"What do you see?" Sebastian asked him, when Kurt wouldn't pull his eyes away from his reflection.
Kurt noticed then that Sebastian's hands were on his sides, rubbing him reassuringly. He couldn't help but smile.
"I see a lucky guy" Kurt whispered. "Because he's about to get himself a very, very attractive man" he smirked, feeling calmer.
Sebastian smirked back at him. "Really? And how is he gonna do that?"
"Well, I've got a couple of ideas… but since you're the teacher here, I was thinking you could… give me a few notes?" Kurt asked, smiling shyly.
"Oh, I don't know Hummel…" Sebastian made a face. "See, I may be the teacher here, but I certainly have no experience in dealing with cheeky, young men like you."
Kurt damned the other boy in his head. Reversed roles, huh?
Kurt smoothed Sebastian's tie, then grabbed it to bring the boy closer. "In my fantasies, I usually played the shy student, not the whore one" he murmured.
Sebastian chuckled. "You need to get out of your comfort zone, babe" he winked, then cleared his throat and his expression got oblivious once again.
"Fine" Kurt sighed. "You could've fooled me, though… I've seen the way you look at me" Kurt smiled shyly, playing with Sebastian's tie.
Sebastian folded his arms. "Oh, really? And what would that be?" he asked, sarcastically.
Kurt rubbed his bottom against Sebastian's lap very fast and very discreetly while he crossed his legs. And very intentionally. "Well, your eyes don't lie… Mr. Smythe" Kurt added, since Sebastian seemed to like hearing that. He wetted his lips and stared right at Sebastian's eyes. "I think you want to devour me" Kurt whispered, feeling weirdly encouraged by Sebastian's hand drawing circles on his thigh now. Somehow, his thigh was always a soft spot when it came to Sebastian.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow at Kurt, looking impressed.
Kurt brought his fingertips to Sebastian's eyes, and closed them gently. "Forget I'm younger than you" Kurt whispered on Sebastian's ear. He uncrossed his legs and grazed Sebastian's crotch again. Sebastian groaned almost imperceptibly, but Kurt caught it.
Kurt took a hold on Sebastian's blazer and smoothed it down, running his hand along Sebastian's torso. "When I see you every morning on this blazer… I can barely focus on anything else" Kurt whispered again.
Sebastian smirked, his eyes still closed. "You should repress those thoughts, Hummel… they won't do you any good" he faked his concern.
"I'm tired of repressing myself, Mr. Smythe" Kurt smoothed Sebastian's shirt now, under the blazer, and moved his seating position slightly again just to tickle Sebastian's crotch. "I just need to get it out of my system… so I can be a good student again. Don't you want me to be your good student again?" Kurt whispered on Sebastian's ear, while he caressed Sebastian's neck with his free hand.
Sebastian opened his eyes then, and they looked somewhat more affected.
"Won't you help me, Mr. Smythe?" Kurt asked again, and right now he couldn't really say if that was the acting talking. Almost unconsciously, his hips started rotating very, very slowly, and his butt was once again brushing against Sebastian's intimate parts. "I'll do anything you want me to – anything" Kurt murmured, feeling incredibly aroused himself.
They locked eyes then and just rubbed against each other, keeping the stare. Sebastian bit his lip, containing himself, and Kurt felt the other boy's erection now pressed hard against his butt. He smirked, feeling twistedly proud, and brought his lips to Sebastian's neck.
"Anything" Kurt murmured again, more affectedly, and nibbled on it.
Sebastian groaned. "Anything?" he breathed out, hoarsely. "Why? Why me?" Apparently the boy still had the energy to keep playing, which surprised Kurt, who was mentally celebrating his victory now.
Kurt frowned and looked at Sebastian, a little uncertain. Sebastian smirked and winked at him, grabbing Kurt's T-shirt and bringing him impossibly closer. He attacked his ear: "We're not breaking character until this is over" Sebastian said, breathing agitatedly. "You're fucking amazing at this – keep going" he bit Kurt's neck and greeted his skin with his tongue, very briefly. He let go of Kurt then.
Kurt regarded the boy in front of him at awe, his neck still tickling and craving for more. Fuck, he wanted Sebastian to be himself. The role game was fun but… Sebastian's natural being was way more fun.
"Why me?" Sebastian repeated, when he noticed Kurt wouldn't move.
"Oh" Kurt realised he had spaced out then, and quickly ordered his hips to resume its moving. "Well, um… because I want you" Kurt simply said, feeling a little rusty. He cleared his throat, awkwardly. "I- um… crap" he went blank. He looked around, trying to get in the mood for acting again.
Sebastian chuckled. "Did I affect you that much?" he murmured, jokingly.
Kurt gave him a small smile and tried hard to remember what his last thought had been before the interruption. His hips stopped again.
"Sorry" Kurt whispered, regretful. "Give me a minute" he told Sebastian, closing his eyes and rubbing his own temples, trying to concentrate.
Sebastian snorted and grabbed Kurt's hands to kiss 'em. "It's okay, babe. Let's give it a break" he placed a wet kiss on Kurt's neck too.
Kurt regarded Sebastian with curiosity, his skin once again warm and tickling in the spot Sebastian had just kissed. "You know? It was your fault, really" he teased.
Sebastian faked shock. "My fault?" he asked, outraged. "I killed my part – the whole prude, rigid guy thing. Hu." He snorted, pretending to be upset.
"Exactly" Kurt agreed. "Then you showed me your true colours and I lost all interest in that guy, which kind of made me wonder how you've possibly been able to be so patient with me" Kurt shook his head, incredulous.
Sebastian arched and eyebrow. "What do you mean?" he patted Kurt's thigh.
Kurt scratched his head. "Well… the whole reversed roles thing… I could see myself in you, and it was such a bore" he rolled his eyes, amused. "God, how can you put up with that? Am I that inaccessible?" Kurt asked, a little concerned now.
Sebastian wrapped his arms around Kurt's torso. "What are you talking about?" he said, surprised. "I was playing the two-faced, Kurt – you know? The 'I like to play hard but I'm actually the easiest'; that sort of thing" Sebastian explained. "You're nothing like that, marble" he cupped Kurt's cheeks and gave him a teasing bite on the nose.
Kurt felt somewhat better, but… "What about the nervousness and… the shyness, doesn't that unnerve you?" he asked, feeling paradoxically a little coy himself while asking so.
Sebastian smirked surprised, then narrowed his eyes at Kurt. "Maybe I don't generally like it, to be honest" the boy said, still rubbing Kurt's torso. "In your case, though… well, it's- it's you, and you really turn me on" he whispered, then nibbled Kurt's chin. "Everything you do really turns me on" Sebastian whispered just inches away from Kurt's ear, making Kurt shiver.
Kurt relaxed and stroked Sebastian's chest, which felt warm and welcoming under the blazer. "This blazer hides your amazing arms, you knew that?" he asked, cheekily.
Sebastian squeezed Kurt's sides and gave him a bright smile. "Help me take it off, then."
Kurt got rid of the jacket and started loosening the tie, which unintentionally brought Sebastian closer, but it felt great.
"You look fucking hot in your uniform, by the way – I just couldn't tell you earlier" Sebastian panted on Kurt's neck, his hands thrusting to get under the fabric, but the t-shirt fitted Kurt too tightly. He groaned, frustrated.
Kurt didn't give it a second thought and started lifting the t-shirt, but it was harder than he had guessed. "Um- I'm gonna need some help with this" he smiled awkwardly.
Kurt raised his hands and Sebastian pulled the t-shirt all the way up, with certain difficulty. It got a little stuck on Kurt's head, but after a couple of tries, it was off.
"God, I thought I'd choke" Kurt joked when it was finally on the floor, but then his chest was quickly attacked by Sebastian's mouth.
Kurt made the quick decision to change his sitting position to sit himself looking directly at Sebastian, wrapping his legs around Sebastian's torso tightly. "Mph, this chair is so uncomfortable – yet so exciting" Kurt lamented, Sebastian's lips everywhere around his chest, nibbling thoroughly on his skin. He groaned affectedly, and started unbuttoning Sebastian's shirt.
"Watch yourself" Sebastian demanded Kurt then, making him startle.
"What?" he narrowed his eyes at Sebastian, not following.
Sebastian chose that precise moment to slip his hand under Kurt's tight cheerio trouser, reaching with difficulty to massage Kurt's boner, over the fabric of his underwear. Kurt gasped. "The mirror" Sebastian stated with a low voice, then sucked Kurt's left nipple.
Kurt gasped again, and brought his eyes to meet his reflection on the mirror. Wow. He looked so… suggestive. Pornographic, almost. Dear Gaga, was that his sex-face?
No matter how hard Kurt tried to put on a straight face, Sebastian's lips on his nipple and his hand on Kurt's crotch was obviously getting under Kurt's skin, and his sex-face kept meeting him.
"I look wild" Kurt breathed out, unconsciously thrusting his crotch against Sebastian's hand, feeling harder every second. "God, don't stop" he mumbled.
"Finger me" Sebastian said, biting Kurt's nipple right then. Kurt moaned loudly and had to close his eyes, because he didn't even recognize himself on his reflection anymore. "Finger me" Sebastian repeated, this time cupping Kurt's chin with his free hand. "You're gonna top tonight" he stated, seriously.
Kurt studied Sebastian's expression fascinated. "You want me to?" he asked, feeling kind of dumb.
Sebastian nodded and attacked Kurt's neck then, aggressively. Kurt looked at himself in the mirror again, and saw a couple of hickeys on his chest. One of those had to be from last night; the other was fresh. He shook the thought away and run his hands all the way down Sebastian's back until he reached the belt. He brought them to the front then and undid the belt.
Kurt greeted Sebastian's erection briefly, barely caressing it, then took a hold on the waistband of Sebastian's underwear and moved his fingertips slowly until he was on Sebastian's backside again. Sebastian's hole was just a few inches away. Kurt rested his chin on Sebastian's shoulder, trying not to deprive the boy too much of his neck, but he needed some sort of visual with Sebastian's back.
Sebastian's hand left Kurt's crotch then, and Kurt actually appreciated it, because there was no way he could keep it on his pants much longer. Plus, he needed to concentrate on his "task".
First, he just brushed his fingertips over Sebastian's hole, over the fabric. Kurt was acting intuitively, doubling his care because this was Sebastian, but also, because this was the way he'd like to be stretched too.
He raised his hand and brought to his own lips then, and, making sure that Sebastian was still busy with his neck, Kurt timidly licked his fingers, feeling extremely self-aware because of the freaking mirror he had in front of him. He tried not to lose his focus and brought his hand back to Sebastian's back.
He slipped his hand under the fabric of the briefs and just stroked Sebastian's ass cheeks, softly. Then, he put the same pressure when caressing Sebastian's entrance, tentatively. He draw a circle around the hole with his index finger, then brushed it against the spot, without entering it yet.
Sebastian's breath got somewhat more unsteady, and his hands found also Kurt's ass, stroking it hardly over the clothes.
Kurt decided to introduce one finger then, to see Sebastian's tolerance, mostly. The boy seemed to take it well, arching his back a little against the chair.
"You okay?" Kurt whispered, anyway, caressing Sebastian's nape with his other hand.
Sebastian locked eyes with him then and nodded. He looked serious, but also willing and committed. Kurt captured his lips on a smooth, slow kiss, and started moving his finger inside Sebastian.
The boy gasped a little, parting his lips momentarily from Kurt's. It was brief though, because he was kissing Kurt again just a few seconds later.
Kurt didn't want to rush it, so he just kept kissing and caressing Sebastian for a while, until the boy felt unmistakably comfortable with the touch.
"Add another" Sebastian whispered against Kurt's lips, expectant.
Kurt gradually greeted Sebastian's skin with his other finger until it was completely inside. Sebastian panted again, and Kurt got a little worried.
"Bas, are you comfortable? We can st-"
"Keep going" Sebastian shushed him, his lips taking a hold on Kurt's chin. He devoured the skin he met along the way.
Kurt moaned, losing visual with Sebastian's back, but right now he really didn't need it. He started moving his fingers again, slowly, gently, not putting too much pressure.
"You're doing it great, Kurt" Sebastian whispered, reassuringly.
But Kurt knew he could do better. Acting on an impulse, he grabbed Sebastian's crotch and stroked it, then moved his fingers inside him on a particular direction, putting more pressure this time.
Sebastian gasped, maybe feeling a little sore, but Kurt hoped that the pleasure from his front parts would diminish the possible pain he might get from the back ones.
"Try- try a third one" Sebastian whispered, his nails grabbing Kurt's ass fiercely.
Kurt wanted to do just as told, but he knew that would be not entirely pleasant for Sebastian, at least not from the beginning.
He barely pressed his third finger along the butt crack, and felt Sebastian already wincing. "Your body's getting tense, Bas" Kurt told him, "let's wait a little" he suggested, tentatively.
"No" Sebastian shushed him again, "I'll relax eventually, I always do" he assured Kurt. "Try a third" he said, staring right at Kurt.
Kurt introduced his third finger and waited to see Sebastian's response before moving it. The boy bit his lip and Kurt stroked his erection, to make up for the soreness.
"Let's go to bed, Bas" Kurt cupped his cheek, and removed his hand from Sebastian's back. Sebastian nodded, compliant, and grabbed Kurt's forearm, letting Kurt guide him.
They laid down on bed and Kurt placed himself on top of Sebastian. He got rid of Sebastian shirt, then his shoes; all his movements very slow and calm. Then, when he was about to approach Sebastian again, the boy sat up and took a hold on Kurt's gymnastic trousers, putting them down. Kurt let him and threw them on the floor.
He hovered over Sebastian then, and watched the boy putting down his zipper and pulling down his trousers along with his briefs, getting completely naked.
Kurt gulped down, aroused by what he saw. Sebastian laid on his back and grabbed Kurt's hands, leaving them on Kurt's waistband. Kurt took the hint and threw his underwear away.
They stared at each other, fully naked and expectant. Kurt placed his arms on both sides of Sebastian's head, to hold his weight and not crash him. Sebastian smiled at him, playfully, like a kid who knows that he's about to be given a present.
Kurt kissed his lips with want, and soon enough he felt Sebastian's hands cupping his erection. Kurt moaned against his lips, but let Sebastian jerk him.
"We- can use some lube, if you want" Kurt told him, his hand wandering slowly to Sebastian's back.
Sebastian shook his head. "I don't have any, babe" he placed a wet peck on Kurt's cheek. "But you can get me there" he whispered, then grabbed Kurt's hand and introduced two fingers on his own hole, abruptly – he retrieved his hand then.
It took Kurt a little by surprise, but he started moving his fingers inside Sebastian. The bed granted him a better disposition, so he grabbed one of Sebastian's legs with his other hand and raised it a bit, his fingers now looking for Sebastian's prostate.
After a few tries, he heard Sebastian moan loudly and he knew he had hit it. Kurt added a third finger then and kept the pressure for a while until he felt Sebastian relax against himself.
"I think it'll be more comfortable for you if you lay face-down" Kurt whispered, removing his hand from Sebastian's back.
Sebastian nodded and grabbed a condom from the nightstand, handing it over to Kurt. Their hands met, and Sebastian closed his own around Kurt's. Kurt looked up at him but Sebastian moved forwards to kiss him impulsively, tightening his hold on Kurt's hand while doing so. Kurt received Sebastian's lips enthusiastically, and his mouth became quickly wet.
"I won't have much access to your lips for a while, so…" Sebastian smirked, cheekily, and broke the kiss.
Kurt gave him a small smile. "I'll make sure you do" he promised.
Sebastian laid down then, face down, and Kurt hurried to put the condom on. He observed Sebastian lying down on the mattress, presenting Kurt with his butt at full display, casting him an expectant look. Kurt ran a hand along Sebastian's back, caressing his tanned skin slowly.
He leaned down and kissed all the way down until he reached Sebastian's butt. Kurt stroked his ass-cheeks, and pushed all self-awareness away when greeting Sebastian's entrance with his mouth. He barely brushed his lips against the sensitive skin, but it was enough to make Sebastian arched his back affectedly. The boy moaned deeply.
That only encouraged Kurt more to do it again, and again, until he caught a glimpse of Sebastian's right hand trying desperately to take a hold on something, with no luck. Kurt grabbed it and held it tight, intertwining his fingers with Sebastian's, then brushed his tongue one last time against Sebastian's hole.
Kurt kissed his way back to Sebastian's neck and covered Sebastian with his own body, still not letting go of his hand. He met Sebastian's cheek and looked for his lips, kissing them reassuringly while he brushed Sebastian's entrance with his cock now.
With his free hand Kurt held Sebastian's waist and thrust inside him. Sebastian groaned and tensed up slightly, so Kurt kept kissing him. The first thrusts were probably not the easiest or most comfortable, and for a moment Kurt seriously considered to get off Sebastian. But soon enough they found a rhythm.
After a while, they both relaxed and started to enjoy it. Kurt forgot about Sebastian's lips and instead his mouth just covered any random inch of skin it met. Sebastian moaned deeper every time.
Both of them appeared to be ecstatic with their own sensations. Kurt had never topped before, and it was quite something else. He couldn't quite say what he liked more, but it made him feel kind of empowered. It made him feel a weird responsibility towards Sebastian he had never felt so far.
When it was over, Kurt tumbled down over Sebastian, and he tiredly wrapped his arms around him. Kurt was sure they both had enjoyed it, he knew that, but there was an inevitable part of him that felt insecure. Sebastian was an experienced boy, and sometimes it intimidated him.
Sebastian kissed Kurt's shoulder then, which was the only spot he had access from his position. It shook Kurt out of his inner monologue, and all doubt dissipated.
/
How often could a human body endure turning over a new leaf? Starting over? Kurt felt like he had endured too many "rebirths" for one summer. Frankly, both his nerves and his spirit could use a break.
First, it had been getting used to life without Sebastian. This had occurred even before Kurt knew that would be what he'd have to do. Before Kurt knew Sebastian would be leaving so soon for France, back on his first week working at Vogue, Kurt had pictured two wonderful weeks that would be filled with memories of Sebastian and him ahead of them. Then, Sebastian had left all of a sudden, and Kurt had found himself having to come up with a full, fake energised attitude to face work.
Now, just as he had found that new energy within himself, Sebastian had come back, and there were, once again, two weeks ahead of them that made Kurt daydream about their future together. Two weeks before school started again.
Coming up with a positive, regained attitude during the summer hadn't been exactly easy for Kurt. It had required a lot of energy from him. And having Sebastian back supposed a readjustment. Kurt really wanted Sebastian back in his life, and they had spent a wonderful weekend together that, if anything, had been really promising. But it wasn't until Kurt went back to work on Monday and entered, once again, his summer routine when Kurt realised that another misstep with Sebastian would be fatal for him. It would make him lose his new mojo and it would mean having to start over, all over again. Another "rebirth". And he wasn't up for that.
So of course Kurt was worried. He couldn't really focus all morning, wondering where Sebastian and he stood. Wondering whether he'd have to phone Sebastian over the weekend and just pretend the boy didn't exist during the week, just like they used to do before Sebastian left for France.
He was quite certain that he'd miss Sebastian before the weekend, actually missing him would be an understatement, and Kurt just didn't want to settle for so little. He did nothing about it, though. Mostly, because he felt blocked.
From Sebastian S. (3:34 p.m.): You owe me a private pass, don't think I'm one to forget about those things…
Kurt read the text when he came back from running an errand for Isabelle and his inner monologue shut off completely.
Suddenly, he didn't even remember what he had been worried about.
To Sebastian S. (3:57 p.m.): I miss you too ;)
/
So the rest of the week went by and Kurt barely had time to see Sebastian. He worked late every night, helping Isabelle out with an important presentation due Friday.
The text exchange kept coming, thankfully. And it didn't fail to brighten up Kurt's day.
To Sebastian S. (11:17 a.m.): Can I have you for myself tomorrow night? :)
Coming Thursday Kurt was more than eager to see Sebastian again, and didn't care to show it. What did he have to hide anymore? He was all in.
From Sebastian S. (11:23 a.m.): Big party tomorrow. NYU. Wanna be my +1?
Kurt got up abruptly and checked with Isabelle's receptionist to make sure she wasn't on a meeting. He needed major fashion advice. How should he dress for a NYU party? Scratch that. How should he dress to show off as Sebastian's +1? Maybe saying that he needed major girl advice was more accurate.
/
It was NYU' Homecoming festivity, and apparently it was a big deal. It wasn't just a regular dorm party, but an 'every NYU dorm' macroparty. Of course, no one needed a formal invitation to attend it, which made Sebastian's offer of being his +1 way cuter. Plus one. Just two silly, impossibly shorter words, and yet Kurt's chest hadn't stopped buzzing with excitement since he first read them.
And it seemed like he was gonna hear them a lot tonight. Every time Sebastian greeted some friend, the boy introduced Kurt as "Kurt Hummel, my plus one". At first, Kurt had found it funny even, but after a while he couldn't keep ignoring what it really meant: "I have no idea what you are to me."
Fair enough, Kurt didn't know that either, but after a while he just went for a self-introduction saying: "Kurt Hummel, NYADA" or, when he was feeling noticeably tipsier, "Kurt Hummel, Vogue's reporter." Some people looked impressed, other just shook their head ignoring him.
Kurt stopped drinking when he reached his third beer, though, which he called "his last regret", because he knew that if he went for a fourth, the third one would be the last he'd remember. Maybe it didn't make any sense, but oh, well, that was his third beer talking.
Sebastian's "friends" were actually really nice, Kurt kept noticing. He hadn't really had a chance to meet them properly in Sebastian's apartment party, since he had been too busy minding the host, but now that he actually had the chance, Kurt was glad that the boy had at least a bunch of nice acquaintances.
Because they weren't actually friends, that much Kurt could tell. There was one of them that might stand out a little more than the others, in terms of friendship, but after a few exchanges Kurt realised the boy didn't know much about Sebastian. The two of them just had an understanding. Kurt made a mental note to talk more to this particular guy. Then he wondered if that kind of reasoning would freak out Sebastian: the fact that Kurt was plotting to gain some friends for him, like a mom would do for his little children. Or maybe like a boyfriend would. Kurt shook the thought away.
"I'm sorry, but what did you say you knew Sebastian from again?" this boy asked Kurt. His name was John, and he had a very pretty girl hanging from his arm who just wouldn't let go of him easily. Kurt guessed it might be his girlfriend.
"Oh, I didn't" Kurt smiled politely. The guy was just making small conversation… wasn't him? Or was he asking Kurt if Sebastian and he were dating? "From high school" Kurt added, pondering how much he should let John know. "Not that we went to the same school – which we did, I mean… but not simultaneously" Kurt tried to explain, but it was actually kind of tricky. "We really met because of glee clubs competitions" he decided to go with that and smiled, looking for Sebastian to back him up, but the boy was gone all of a sudden.
"No way, Sebastian can sing?" the girl asked, with excited eyes.
Kurt nodded, animatedly. "Quite well, actually" he added.
"Yeah, babe" John told his girlfriend, "I told you when we went to Scandals, remember?"
The girl nodded and something probably clicked inside her because she hummed knowingly, like that had been memorable somehow. Or maybe she was too nosy not to remember stuff like that. Kurt couldn't quite tell just yet.
"Hm, I'm so jealous" Kurt pouted, "I wish I had seen that" he admitted, smiling coyly.
"I'm sure you'll have your chance some time; he's certainly not shy" John joked.
"Oh, I know" Kurt chuckled, knowingly.
"So how long have you two been together?" the girl blurted out. Nosy, that was what she was and Kurt had no doubt now.
He trembled, though. That was the hardest question ever. He scratched his nape and gave them a small smile, awkwardly. "Oh, we're not… I mean, we are, but it's- it's not like-" he babbled, incoherently. Thankfully, John casted him an understanding smile.
"Complicated, huh?" John offered nicely, and Kurt felt incredibly grateful.
Kurt smiled back and raised the cup to his lips, only to remember that it was empty. "I'm gonna get a refill" he said, seizing the chance to get out of the awkwardness. He shot them a smile and started walking aimlessly, not really remembering where the barrel was. Also, he wouldn't get a fourth beer.
Also, where the hell was Sebastian? Kurt felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden. The dorm where they currently were was too crowded. Inevitably, he bumped into a short, brunette boy.
"Sorry" Kurt mumbled, not paying too much attention, but then the boy turned around and his jaw fell to the floor. "Bl- Blaine?" Kurt babbled, nervously. He felt incredibly sober again.
Blaine looked certainly a little shocked himself too. "Kurt" he simply stated, regarding him with uncertainty.
"Hey" Kurt found himself saying, when the silence got too awkward. He thought of asking something like 'what are you doing here?', but what if then Blaine asked him the same? It would be awkward, wouldn't it? Although it was kind of awkward already. "How you've been? How was your summer?" Kurt asked, somewhat pitchy.
"Great- real great" Blaine said equally pitchy, nodding for emphasis. "What about you? How's Vogue?" he added, animated.
Kurt smiled back at him, feeling less anxious. "Vogue's great, real great" he said, then realised he had used the exact same words that Blaine had and they stared at each other with a funny expression, containing a chuckle. "That wasn't awkward" Kurt joked.
"Not at all, nope" Blaine played along, and they relaxed a little. "So…" he looked around, curiously. "Are you here with Sebastian?" he asked, bluntly.
Kurt startled, taken aback, but tried to hide it. "Oh" he made, surprised, then he nodded. "I don't know where he is right now, though" he looked around too, not sure if he was looking for Sebastian or for a way out of this conversation. Probably the latter, since Sebastian's presence wouldn't really help.
Blaine nodded, and to Kurt's surprise, he didn't look upset, just… normal? "I came with my cousin Fred, you remember him, right?" he pointed at a chubby, big guy who was actually dressed too elegant for the occasion. Yet he was participating on a drinking contest, drinking directly from a barrel to the sound of an eager crowd who encouraged him to drink faster.
Kurt winced. "What happened to him?" he said before he could take it back, but Blaine was thankfully giggling.
"College happened to him" Blaine joked, "he's actually a lot nicer now" he commented.
"Good for him" Kurt said, nodding.
"Yeah" Blaine smiled brightly. "We've hung out a lot this summer. "I kind of needed to have fun, you know?"
Kurt studied Blaine's expression. He didn't look drunk, but he was unusually cheery. Maybe hanging with his drunky cousin had been good for him. "Yeah. I'm glad you did" he said, sincerely.
Blaine smiled and patted Kurt's back. "You look great, Kurt" he said, maybe smiling too bright for Kurt's comfort, but he tried to smile politely in return. "Tell Sebastian I don't wish to punch him anymore, okay?" he joked, then patted Kurt's back again and dropped his arm, preparing himself to go. "Have fun."
Kurt contemplated him and did his best to hide his surprise. He waved off Blaine and turned around too, processing the weirdly nice encounter. The contrast with the last one they had shared was too big not to notice. Yet this was a good thing, right? That they could greet each other like that. It was. Kurt just wasn't that naïve though, and decided not to get his hopes up, out of caution.
He paced the whole floor and found no sign of Sebastian, so he leaned against a wall and sighed. Suddenly his cell phone buzzed. Kurt took it out and realised he had several missed calls from a few minutes ago, and now a text message, from Sebastian.
From Sebastian S. (11:49 p.m.): Go to room 43
Kurt read the text twice, a little confused if he should feel aroused or concerned now. Clearly the first one, right? But he wasn't drunk enough to feel comfortable with hooking up with Sebastian on a stranger's bedroom. He needed some air now, mostly, but he went and looked for the room anyway.
Kurt didn't have to knock on the door because he was presented with an unpleasant image on the halls. It was Sebastian's, and the boy was seizing another guy by the collar and crashing him to the wall, aggressively. Kurt felt like he was about to choke for a moment, his eyes playing cruel tricks on him and imagining already the two of them kissing. Then he realised he knew the other guy. It was Andy, and Sebastian was far from kissing him. He was about to beat him up.
"Stop it" Kurt cried out, running alarmed towards them.
Sebastian turned to face him then and Andy took the chance to shake Sebastian off him, but he didn't run away. Kurt was about to shout something like 'run for your life!' when Sebastian grabbed Andy by the collar again and brought him to meet Kurt.
"This little piece of shit has something to tell you" Sebastian stated, clearly angry, and shook Andy in the process.
"Fine, fine! Let go of me, Sebastian! I'm not going anywhere" Andy assured him, rolling his eyes, tiredly.
Sebastian released his hold and folded his arms. "Okay, I'm waiting" he said coldly.
Kurt looked between the two of them, confused and paralysed. The situation wasn't as violent or as bad as he had imagined when he first saw them from a distance, but it was equally tense.
"Kurt" Andy said, catching his attention. "Sebastian says you don't remember what happened between us on Callbacks" the boy commented, uncomfortably.
Kurt's eyes widened with shock and he casted Sebastian a murderous look. "Um- uh…" he scratched his neck, awkwardly. Was this really necessary?
Sebastian stroked his arm then, comforting him. "It's not you who has to feel uncomfortable, Kurt. You" he turned around and eye-murdered Andy, "why can't I hear you talking?" he said, fiercely.
Andy sighed, clearly overwhelmed and leaned against the wall. "Fine" he said reluctantly, but he looked really confused. "I- I didn't know you were that wasted, Kurt, okay? I'm sorry" he said, and Kurt thought he looked honest, but Sebastian's hold on Kurt got tighter. Kurt noticed Sebastian didn't look less pissed. "Don't look at me like that" Andy said to Sebastian, defending himself. "We just made out, it's not a big deal" he protested.
Sebastian released Kurt's arm and grabbed Andy by the shoulders again. "It is a big deal. I'm tired of seeing you getting boys drunk to get in their pants, you sick piece of shit" he said hoarsely and shook Andy again.
"Hey!" Kurt protested quickly and approached them, grabbing Sebastian's arms to release Andy, who was being severely crashed against the wall. "That's enough, Sebastian!" he told the boy off, feeling annoyed too.
Sebastian frowned and casted Kurt a shocked look. "Kurt, I'm not making this up!" Sebastian protested, then looked at Andy again. "This creep tried to take advantage of you! He says you two only stopped making out because an old crush of you appeared and you lost all interest" Sebastian explained.
Adam, Kurt thought and gulped down nervously, feeling a wave of relief for coming across Adam that night even if he didn't really remember it.
Andy looked angry too. "That's not fair" he said to Sebastian and pushed him, then turned to face Kurt. "Kurt, I would've never taken advantage of you, I swear to God!" he protested, looking desperate for all the attacks he was receiving.
Sebastian pushed him too. "What's wrong with you?" he said, irritated. "Let me tell you something, asshole – if you have to get them drunk, you're not respecting them. Get that into your thick head" he pushed Andy once more.
Andy looked about to cry right now, and Kurt just stood there paralysed again, really confused.
"I- I don't-" Andy babbled, biting his lip hardly and leaning against the wall again. "I just bought you a few shots, that's all" he murmured, but he was unable to lock eyes with Kurt. "Everybody drinks at parties and gets looser like that. I- I never thought I was-" he babbled, his voice weak now. "I never thought I was doing something wrong" he admitted.
Kurt felt really sorry for the blond boy. Even from the night Kurt first met him, he could notice Andy was not the smartest. But he would've never guessed he'd be actually dangerous. Wow. He had been oblivious, hadn't he? Ignorance usually provoked danger. And Sebastian was right. What Andy did was wrong, and someone had to open his eyes.
Sebastian scratched his nape, uncomfortably, when he saw Andy covering his eyes discreetly with one hand. He sighed.
"Let's catch some air" Sebastian said to Kurt and grabbed his arm again, gentler this time. He turned around one last time to face Andy. "You didn't do anything irreparable, okay?" he said, still fierce but somewhat regretful. "Not to Kurt, anyway…" he added, gulping down. "Just grow up and don't ever do that again, okay? You needed to learn that" he explained, and Andy finally raised his eyes to meet Sebastian's.
The boy nodded briefly and turned around to leave, walking right by them and looking like hell.
Sebastian sighed again and let go of Kurt's arm. "Look, I'm sorry if I-"
Kurt didn't even listen and hugged Sebastian impulsively.
"Thank you" Kurt murmured. "I- uh… I don't even know what to say. I feel like an idiot" he breathed out agitatedly, his body suddenly trembling.
"Kurt" Sebastian made, surprised, but didn't break the hug and stroked Kurt's back again. "What's wrong? Why are you trembling?"
"I-" Kurt had to gulp down, feeling nauseous. "I think I might be sick" he said, feeling kind of anxious.
Sebastian put an arm around him and directed him to the elevator. Kurt felt dizzy and remained silent.
They reached the roof and as soon as Kurt found a trash can, he started throwing up on it. He sat down on his knees and took of his jacket, needing to feel the fresh air directly on his nape. The urge to vomit stopped, thankfully.
Sebastian patted his back, reassuringly. "Was it the beer or was it…?" he asked, knowingly.
Kurt nodded. "It's not just Andy's fault, you know?" he said, still trembling slightly. "I, for once, was conscious when I accepted his first shots, and what he did is… I mean, people do that all the time" Kurt commented, nervously. "That doesn't make it any less wrong, but… I mean, if you hadn't warned him now, who knows what he might have done in a future" Kurt admitted, holding his belly. "That night at Callbacks, I might have... Oh, God" he breathed out.
Sebastian stroked his shoulders. "You're too innocent, and... well, alcohol is not" he simply said. "We all lose control sometimes, you know?" he added, kindly. Kurt nodded, although he felt really irresponsible for not taking better care of himself. "You should put on your jacket – your body is starting to tremble again."
"Oh" Kurt made, and looked for his jacket but Sebastian handed it over to him. They locked eyes and Kurt just didn't know what to say, nor was he sure what he was feeling right now. Admiration, probably. He took the jacket and put it on. "It's all fun and games until it's not" he remembered, all of a sudden.
Sebastian casted him a small, sad smile and nodded.
They got up and approached the railing, taking in the overwhelming views of the building.
"Bas, I…" Kurt started to say, but stopped briefly when he felt Sebastian's hand on the small of his back. "I'm really glad I met you right now" he heard himself say.