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Fic: Accidentally In Love, Part II
Song: Accidentally In Love
Summary: Sebastian and Kurt ends up working together in Kurt’s Aunt Merilde’s bookstore. Sparks fly---Not of the good kind….
Pairing: Kurt/Sebastian, past Kurt/Blaine
Rating: R (for language and stuff)
Word Count:13000++ (OHMYGOD. What is this monster---???)
A/N: Written for porcelain_fans ‘The Chris/Carson/Kurt Song Challenge—Round Two’
Oh god, this is most probably the longest thing I’ve ever wrote in one go that isn’t a series. Now it’s 5am and I really, really need to just crash and sleep.
Again, my fics are unbeta-ed, and I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Hope you guys enjoy it!!! =)
PART ONE
~START PART TWO~
If someone had told him just four months ago, that these few things would happen, he would have listened:
1. He would get his heart shattered to pieces when he broke up with Blaine.
2. He would be avoiding all his closest friends and hiding out in Westerville.
3. He would be spending nearly all of his time with Sebastian Smythe.
4. He would be getting along very well with Sebastian, and not talking to Blaine at all.
5. He would be eating a lot of breakfast, lunches and dinners with Sebastian Smythe.
He would have listened, and he would then proceed to laugh his head off at the absurdity of all these things. He would then cheerfully submit the person into a mental faculty, if he didn’t murder them first.
As it happened, nobody told him any of those things.
So Kurt just sighed, pondered at what his life had become, and proceeded on to chastise Sebastian to get his filthy feet off his Aunt Merilde’s coffee table even as he placed down two plates of homemade grilled chicken smothered in a honey mustard sauce and vegetables.
When they both sat side by side on the furry rug, eating their dinner and watching the Lord of The Rings trilogy (it’s Sebastian’s turn to choose the movie), sharing a large bowl of mashed potatoes placed between them, their spoons clanging together at odd intervals, Kurt felt something a lot like happiness.
And like all things associated with Sebastian recently in his life, Kurt wisely chose to not analyze it.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
It was a month and a half in, and Kurt had just received email from his aunt stating that she’ll be back in two weeks. He and Sebastian had most definitely become pseudo-friends by now, with Sebastian spending most of the day, and dinner with Kurt. Dinner was mostly homemade and taken at Aunt Merilde’s house, because Kurt refused to eat unhealthy, greasy food prepared outside.
They still insulted one another like enemies, but they’ve actually learned to agree. Surprisingly enough, Kurt found himself sharing similar interests with Sebastian, and also actually listened to the man and tried out new things as well.
So far, they’ve both found mutual love in anything written by Tolkein, Charles Dickens, Terry Pratchett and quite a few more authors. Sebastian managed to talk him into reading a few books of the crime/thriller genre, though Kurt still refused to read anything by Tolstoy. Sebastian remained adamant on his hate of vampire/werewolf stories, despite Kurt trying to lure him into the genre by recommending Anne Rice novels. However, he did started to read Pride and Prejudice, and Kurt counted that as a win. Both of them read and loved The Hunger Games trilogy.
They talked about random things. From vivid discussions about TV Shows, to inane chatter about what would be the perfect unassuming domestic pet that would most likely to kill their owner (the answer was kittens, not cats, kittens). Their conversations ranged from meaningful to completely useless, but Kurt found that it was fun to talk to someone this way. Sure, he still chatted with Mercedes, Rachel, Finn, Sam and the Glee group regularly, but it was different. With Sebastian, it’s like they’ve already seen the worst of one another, and gotten all the bad blood out, there was really no need to be anything but free and honest in expressing his own opinion. While Rachel would be offended at the simplest things, and Mercedes would yield to him if she felt guilty. Sebastian wasn’t like that, he wasn’t afraid to give as well as he got, and wouldn’t give in when Kurt’s being an idiot or when he disagreed. It’s kind of a weird, fiery and disjointed dynamic that worked really well for both of them.
Kurt found himself feeling less and less heartbroken, and more and more like his old self again.
Sometimes he would find something that reminded him of Blaine, or their relationship, and rather than the choked-up, suffocating feeling that welled in his chest, Kurt was able to just think about it with a certain detachment of someone reminiscing on a fond memory. The sharp pangs of heartache were more or less gone, and Kurt could even think about Blaine without the overwhelming grief and anger that he once felt. He was slowly, but definitely healing, and was smiling more and more. Even Burt had commented that he sounded happy and looked well when they spoke on Skype a few days ago, and Kurt had surprised him again by replying with: “Yeah, I am feeling well, much better since Blaine and I broke up.”
He never spoke about Blaine, and the apparent surprise and subsequent relief on Burt’s face was enough to tell him all he needed about how worried his dad had been for him.
Burt’s only response was a sort of crooked smile, eyes shining suspiciously bright, and said, voice gruff, “You’ll be fine, Kurt. You’ll be just fine.”
Kurt had just grinned back, sort of tearing up as well, but still bravely keeping it in, as enough tears had been shed on the matter already, he really didn’t wanted to cry anymore, and replied: “Yes, dad, I think I’ll be.”
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Of course, the day after Blaine walked into the shop and everything went to hell.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Kurt and Sebastian were bickering over the TV series, Merlin. Kurt was seated at the high stool at the counter, and Sebastian leaned on his elbows by his side. Both of them were munching on burgers, their fries all pooled together in a paper bag as both of them alternate between reaching inside to grab one. It wasn’t everyday that Kurt acquiesced to eating fast food, but Sebastian had been grinding on his nerves with a constant tirade of his craving for greasy fries and burgers.
Sebastian gulped down a mouthful of soda, “How can you not want Merlin with Gwaine?”
Kurt glared at him. “Merlin should be with Arthur. The whole series is expanded on their relationship.”
Sebastian reached out and plucked away the fries in his hand, “Arthur married Guinevere. Your ship is already destroyed and sunk. And you know that what they have is only epic bromance. Clearly, Merlin should be with Gwaine, unattached, and very willing to lay down his life for Merlin.”
Kurt scowled and snatched back one of the fries. “I don’t care. Merlin and Arthur, end of story. Besides, they are the most popular and obvious pairing of the series! Why do you always like those obscure pairings instead?”
“What? Gwaine and Merlin together is not an obscure pairing, it’s practically canon.”
Kurt waved a fry in front of his face, “Nope. Merlin and Arthur are canon. Not Gwaine and Merlin.”
“Christ, you insufferable—”
The bell chimed, and they look up, ready to welcome the customer, instead, Blaine walked in, looking around the shop before seeing them.
Kurt gasped when Blaine locked eyes with him. He could feel the way Sebastian stiffened by his side.
“Blaine?”
Blaine looked from him to Sebastian, a look of confusion clouding his face, and then back to him again. “Kurt. Sebastian. What’s going on here?”
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Kurt sighed as he sat down opposite Blaine, Sebastian came over and placed two cups of coffee on the table, holding his own in a cardboard tray. He hovered for a moment, frowning and looking uncertain.
“Thank you, Sebastian.” Kurt said, and Sebastian’s eyes snapped to his, after a moment, Sebastian nodded, action stiff and jerky.
“I’ll leave both of you then. I’ll be behind the bookstore if you need me.”
He gave both of them a final look, and walked away. Sebastian had been acting odd since Blaine came in. For once, he wasn’t flirting all over with Blaine, nor was he acting friendly, in fact, the man had been almost cold and distant. If Kurt didn’t know better, he would say that Sebastian was displeased at Blaine’s presence, and that he’s annoyed.
Which wasn’t possible, Sebastian liked Blaine, even tried to steal him from Kurt before.
Blaine’s eyes trailed after Sebastian’s figure, and Kurt suddenly felt irrationally irritated. But then Blaine looked back at him, a frown on his brows and a puzzling expression on his face.
“Why are you here, Blaine?” Kurt asked.
Blaine flushed. He took a sip of his coffee, crossing his fingers over the cup, eyes downcast on the table. Kurt knew that Blaine’s nervous, had seen these tiny gestures and memorized them so intimately when they were together. He looked away, suddenly remembering all the tics that Blaine had, and how even after separating for nearly two and a half months, he could still read and understand Blaine so well. He waited for the dull ache in his heart to come, as they were prone to whenever he thought too intimately about Blaine. His gaze fell upon the counter, half-eaten burgers wrapped up in their coloured paper, a few fries lying at the corner where Sebastian sat, and napkins strewn all around. It was a mess.
Surprisingly enough, the ache never came.
“I missed you.” Blaine murmured, and Kurt’s head snapped back.
“Blaine.” Apparently, Blaine still knew him well enough too, because he immediately picked up on Kurt’s stance and guarded tone.
“I know. I know I shouldn’t be saying this. But still, I missed you, Kurt. I missed talking to you and having you around. I missed our movie sessions and just literally goofing around with one another.”
Kurt bit his lip, he didn’t know what to say, and Blaine carried on. “I know we’ve broken up, and that I hurt you a lot because of what happened in the end. This isn’t me trying to take it all back, what I’ve said then, it’s still true. I know I’m a jerk, and that I shouldn’t even be asking you this, but just—I really, really missed you. And I want us to be friends, again.”
Kurt let out the breath he’s been holding in. He was surprised at how relieved he felt that Blaine wasn’t actually trying to ask him to get back together. He honestly didn’t know what response he would give if it were that question.
Blaine was still looking at him expectantly, with that earnest puppy dog expression that he was prone to have, and despite all their history, Kurt’s heart softened.
He looked at Blaine then, really looked at him. It was the first time since they broke up that Kurt’s seen him. Even towards the end, he hadn’t been looking at Blaine when there was nothing left to say and all that’s left was goodbye. He had hurt so much then, that he didn’t have the smallest shred of strength to look at Blaine.
He thought back to all the moments they had together, from the very beginning since they’ve met. He remembered all the good times, and the bad. He remembered all the laughter, together with all the anger and sorrow. He remembered how easy it used to be to just talk to one another and had fun.
Somewhere along the way, when he and Blaine were lovers, they had gotten the relationship but lost the connection, and everything just fell apart.
It was with a start that Kurt realized that he missed Blaine too. Not the times as lovers, but all the other times, the times that they hung out and chatted and bonded over fashion, musicals and dreams under the warm scent of coffee in the air. The times where they talked about guys, and Blaine was trying so hard to be a mentor to him even as both of them were blushing like mad and Kurt was stuttering out his opinions. The times that they cheered and supported one another.
Kurt had missed Blaine. His presence had been such a large part of his life for nearly two years now, and somehow, he had carved a shape and place for himself in Kurt’s heart.
Kurt felt dizzy with hope and happiness. He knew that it was silly, he was chatting with his ex, shouldn’t there be some kind of drama with shouting and tears involve? Instead, all he felt was a calm that he hadn’t experienced for quite some time in both his emotions and heart.
Blaine might have lost his place as a lover forever in Kurt’s heart—and Kurt knew that the space vacated had now been mended and fixed with time and memories, and that he truly had gotten over Blaine—but he still had a permanent place as a friend.
Kurt missed Blaine, as his good friend, he realized that now.
“Okay.” He said.
Blaine’s eyes lit up. He looked at Kurt disbelievingly. “Okay?”
Kurt nodded, and allowed a small smile. “Yes. You’re not the only one who has missed our friendship. I missed it too.”
“Kurt.” Blaine breathed, his eyes wide and awed. “I—I actually thought that you’re going to turn me away. I’ve hurt you, so badly, before, and yet—how can you forgive me? I don’t think I can forgive myself.”
Kurt reached out and patted his hand. “I don’t think it will be easy, but I think it’s worth a try. I’ve done and said things I’m not proud of either. But, I think I’ve finally gotten over us, and I forgive you, Blaine. I really, really do.”
“I don’t deserve it. You should be angry with me. I never told you how sorry I am—”
“It’s okay. I know now that it’s a right choice, us breaking up. We never did function well as a couple.”
Blaine sighed. “I wanted though, I wanted so badly.”
Kurt smiled, wistfully. “Me too. But it wasn’t meant to be. And Blaine, you might be a lousy boyfriend, but you’ve always been the perfect best friend I could ever ask for.”
Blaine looked like he was about to cry, and Kurt found it funny how life works sometimes. Blaine was still the same person, the same person who’d hurt him and broke his heart. He had lost a boyfriend, but he had gained back his best friend instead.
Somehow, it seemed like he had struck a bargain, losing someone who couldn’t love him as he deserved and yet gaining back someone who could stay by his side through thick and thin, a true friend.
He knew that it won’t be easy, and that their relationship as ex-boyfriends would most definitely affect their friendship at times, but Kurt reckoned, with enough time, that won’t be much of a problem for long as well.
And as Blaine pulled him up into a tight hug, Kurt hugged back, knowing that he had made the right decision and glad that he had got his best friend back.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
While one aspect of his life was going well, he found that another aspect got bad. He was glad for his rekindled friendship with Blaine, yet he couldn’t help but worry about Sebastian.
Ever since Blaine came to the shop, Sebastian had been acting really off. He was moody at times, downright overbearing at others, but most of all, Kurt kept catching Sebastian just staring at him, looking as if he was divining the Universe’s greatest mystery.
Then there was Sebastian’s sudden new found dislike for Kurt’s friendship with Blaine. Whenever Kurt’s phone chimed with a message from Blaine, Sebastian would scowl so hard that you would imagine that Kurt had just insulted every single one of the ancestors in his bloodline. And whenever Blaine called, Sebastian would just look at him, eyes dark and intent, before seemingly deflating and leaving Kurt alone with his conversation, choosing to seclude himself in corners of the store.
Other times though, he acted perfectly normal. They still bicker and banter and had long, mostly useless conversations. They still had breakfast, lunch and dinner together. Sebastian still loved to act like a smug, smirking jerk; and Kurt still sometimes acted like he was the most fabulous being on Earth and that everyone was inferior to him.
They got along well, but Kurt couldn’t help but feel that there’s some sort of barrier now between them. With every look and every unsaid sentence on Sebastian’s part, Kurt could almost sense the ball of unease and confusion welling up between them.
He didn’t know what Sebastian’s problem was, and asking him things like “Are you alright?” and “Did you want to say something?” or even “Why are you staring at me?” was just pointless, Sebastian evaded every single question smoothly.
Still, Kurt observed every twitch of Sebastian’s fingers and every clench of his jaw. Saw every unfathomable look on Sebastian’s face and the way the man frowned. Spending so much time together had made him some sort of Sebastian-decoder, and he knew without a doubt that Sebastian was just bottling it all up.
All he had to do was wait until the man cracked.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
It was after one of his calls with Blaine that Sebastian finally snapped.
He rose up from his seat by the table and stomped over the counter, slamming both hands down and leaned in.
“I don’t understand.” He growled.
Kurt blinked. “What?”
“I said, I don’t understand how you can forgive Blaine so easily. Didn’t he hurt you? You almost cried the last time I mentioned him, and now you’re acting so close with him again?” Sebastian said, his eyes dark and swirling with barely concealed anger.
Kurt looked down at his clenched fists, to the line of his jaw and the firm set of his mouth, and oh.
Oh. Sebastian was worried about him.
The instant relief and joy warmed him. He was so convinced that he had done something wrong, and Sebastian’s concern for him was both flattering and also eased his fears. He felt a bit giddy, like butterflies flittering around in his stomach.
“Sebastian.” He said, voice sounding much too breathless in his ears, “I didn’t know that you cared.”
He couldn’t lose the opportunity to tease the man. Sebastian straightened up and ran a hand through his hair, messing it up, and it was this loss of composure of the always cool and smirking Sebastian that made Kurt smile.
“Sebastian.”
“What?”
“Do you want to know what happened between me and Blaine? Because I think I’m okay now, I can tell you if you want to know.”
Sebastian nodded, and Kurt dragged him over to the table, sitting both of them down.
“You knew that Blaine and I were happy, last time.” Sebastian frowned, lips curling in distaste, but nodded all the same. “Well, actually, we weren’t actually that happy. We had silly fights, all the time, and one of us was always backing down and giving in, when we should have been discussing with one another, reaching a compromise that’s fair for both of us. Yet, we wanted so hard for it to work, that we both just kept silent and gave in. Then there was the entire thing about you, and then Karofsky, and a whole load of little things that were nothing, really. But we just sort of stopped communicating, you see, and all these little things just kept piling up, like secrets that we were keeping from one another.”
Kurt sighed then, Sebastian was still looking at him, silent. “We talked. There’s no doubting that we did that, a lot. But we didn’t communicate. Blaine would act how he thought was best for me, and I would be doing the same. We didn’t stop to ask each other what the other wanted, or even to tell each other what we wanted ourselves. Blaine knew, before I did, that there was something lacking, but I didn’t.”
Kurt paused. It was the first time he had ever told someone, and it was more difficult than he thought, even with his acceptance of the whole thing. He jolted when Sebastian took his hands, and cradled them between his palms. Kurt blushed, not only from the gesture, but also from how Sebastian’s gaze was fixed on him, unwavering and firm.
“I really loved him, you know. I really did.” Sebastian’s fingers stiffened, just for a moment, and he went back to smoothing out non-existent wrinkles on Kurt’s hands. Kurt wondered if he had imagined the whole thing. There seemed to be some significance to that action, though he had no idea what.
“And I think it’s because he knew that I really loved him, that he wanted to try. He tried so hard to fix us, tried so hard to make everything work, and in the end, he just couldn’t take it anymore. He was crying, you know, when he came to me that evening. I was shocked. I hadn’t ever seen him cry before. And he just took my hand and told me everything. Told me how he loved me but that wasn’t enough. Told me how he couldn’t love me as much as I loved him. How he tried so hard, but it all kept slipping away. How he felt that our relationship wasn’t enough and that we shouldn’t settle. How he really wanted me to be happy but he couldn’t be the one to give it to me. And how he thought that it would be better if we split up, because he couldn’t bear to chain me to him when he couldn’t give me everything.”
He was clutching Sebastian’s hand, tightly. “I was so hurt. I thought that I did something wrong. Or didn’t do something. And I was so angry, with him, with myself, with everything. But I think some part of me knew that he was right. We fought, which was mostly me screaming at him, and then we broke up.”
“Now though. Now I know that it was the right decision. We could have stayed together, but it wouldn’t have been fair to either of us, and it would have been settling, not getting what we wanted and deserved. It had been hard after that, for a while. And I know that he must have suffered too, even though it didn’t feel that way at first.”
Kurt squeezed Sebastian’s hands. “Don’t be angry with him, Sebastian. Everything is okay now. It all turned out to for the best, actually.”
Sebastian seemed oddly subdued. He just frowned and pursed his lips. Kurt wondered what he’s thinking about, the grip on his hand had gone tight, though not uncomfortably so, and it was more of a firm, possessive pressure.
“You forgive him for everything then? You readily take him back?” Sebastian asked, voice scratchy.
Kurt cocked his head. “Yes. Yes I do. I’ve forgiven him completely.”
Sebastian let go of his hand. “I see.” He was looking anywhere but at Kurt. “That’s good then, I’m happy for you.”
With a nod, he walked away. Kurt frowned, flexing his fingers. He could still feel the warmth of Sebastian’s hand.
He felt like he had missed something. Something important.
Kurt flexed his fingers again. They feel oddly empty.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Two days later, he chatted with Blaine about this guy that Blaine’s met which seemed to be quite keen on pursuing Blaine and was most definitely gay and out. Sebastian’s been acting normal every since their conversation, not displaying any of his previous displeasure at anything related to Blaine.
So, it surprised Kurt when Sebastian started scowling halfway through his conversation with Blaine and pressed at the calculator so hard that Kurt feared it might actually break.
“Is he handsome then?” Kurt asked, and could almost hear Blaine blushing all the way through the line.
“Yes. In a dark, rugged kind of way.”
Kurt threw his head back and laughed. “Oh, Blaine. You’re smitten. You should go out with him.”
Sebastian scrunched up a paper and tossed it aside, the force in it made the paper ball bounce off the table and rolled onto the floor. Kurt quirked an eyebrow at the man sitting in front of him, but Sebastian was determinedly not looking back at him, glaring at the receipts instead.
“Really? Are you….Are you okay with this?” Blaine asked, almost timidly.
“Go, Blaine. I’m fine. Really.” Kurt sighed; Blaine thought things over too much sometimes.
Across him, Sebastian’s face darkened, his fists were clenched. Kurt wondered what had pissed him off.
Deciding that it would be better if he ended the call, he quickly said goodbye to Blaine and hung up.
Sebastian was glaring at a point over his shoulder. “Was that Blaine?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“Is he going out with some guy now?” Sebastian gritted out.
“No, no yet. But he will be though. The guy seemed really great, so I suppose it’s okay.” Kurt said. He wondered what got Sebastian so furious. Was Sebastian jealous that Blaine’s going out again? Did he actually still have feelings for Blaine?
The thoughts caused his insides to twist uncomfortably, and a feeling of dread settled in his stomach. For the first time in nearly two months, Kurt felt the sudden urge to cry or punch something.
“What did he want when he came here last time?” Sebastian suddenly asked.
Kurt blinked. “He wanted to be friends.”
“What?” Sebastian said, “And you agreed?”
Kurt frowned, perplexed. “Yes. Well, it’s Blaine. Of course I agreed.”
Sebastian stood up, slamming his palms down on the table. “That bastard, that absolute bastard—!”
He moved, stomping toward the rack and took up his coat and bag. Sebastian’s face was grim and his eyes burnt with anger, his movements jittery and every line of his body was taut with tension.
Kurt stood up. “Sebastian! Where are you going?”
“Where do you think? To find Blaine, of course.”
He was out of the door before Kurt could think of stopping him.
Kurt slumped back down on the chair, like someone just punched him in the gut. His heart was palpitating wildly, and his chest was constricted almost painfully. He could feel a lump in his throat, and his vision was blurry.
He bowed his head even as he wrapped his arm around his stomach. He didn’t understand what just happened. He didn’t understand why he felt so awful. Did he eat something wrong this morning?
Kurt dropped his head onto the table. It felt like his heart was just ripped out of his chest and he was left bloody and gaping. This hurt as worse as it did when Blaine broke up with him.
Kurt snapped his head back up, eyes wide even as he laid a palm across his heart.
Memories and feelings rushed through him, tingling his every senses and prickling up the hairs on the back of his neck and arm.
Shit.
Shit.
Kurt understood now.
He liked Sebastian.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Sebastian didn’t come back. Kurt locked up the store dejectedly, and then proceeded to order the cheesiest and greasiest pepperoni pizza and gouged himself on it.
How he got into these hopeless situations he didn’t know, but it was just his rotten luck in romance rearing its ugly head yet again.
He had finished the whole pizza and was seriously considering throwing up when his phone rang.
It was Blaine.
He picked it up, half terrified to hear what Blaine wanted to tell him.
What greeted him was a litany of curses from Blaine’s mouth.
“Blaine?”
“Shit, Kurt. Why didn’t you tell me about you and Sebastian?”
Kurt’s bewildered, “What me and Sebastian?”
Blaine was quiet for a moment. “You guys aren’t--? But he, I mean, he came for you. He thought—I thought—”
“Blaine, you’re not making much sense at the moment. What happened with Sebastian? Did he, did he confess to you?”
Blaine made a choking noise. “Are you kidding me? Confess? He came to beat the shit out of me!”
“What?!”
Blaine was laughing, a strangled and almost hysterical quality to his voice. “Shit. You and Sebastian, you guys are idiots! God, just talk to him, will you, clear things up, so that he won’t feel the need to come and punch me the next time.”
“Blaine, I don’t understand, you’re not making any sense.” Kurt pleaded.
Blaine just chuckled. “Kurt, sometimes you can be most oblivious. Just talk to Sebastian, okay. Confront him about why he felt the urge to flatten me to the ground. You’ll understand.”
“No! Why don’t you just tell me?”
“Nope.” Kurt could almost visualize Blaine smirking. “Not my confession to make. Got to go then, bye!”
“Blaine!”
The call ended with a click.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Kurt tossed and turned the whole night, before finally falling asleep around five in the morning. He woke up disgruntled and weary, and remembered the events the night before.
Nothing made sense anymore. Sebastian’s attitude, Blaine’s cryptic words, it’s like he’s raveled in this web of events and he’s the only one who couldn’t see the whole picture.
He made his way over to the shop after a simple breakfast, and was surprised to see that it was already opened.
Quickening his pace, he pushed open the door to the store, and was reminded vividly of the first time he met Sebastian at the shop. Only, this time the roles were reversed, with Sebastian staring at him with a deer in the headlights kind of expression.
The next moment, Kurt was standing in front of Sebastian, gasping as he took in the purplish bruise covering Sebastian’s left cheek. His lip was torn at the corner, and Kurt could see a few scratches on Sebastian’s neck as well.
Sebastian looked sheepish, for once. Not his usual confident and snarky self.
Kurt took a deep breath. He really needed some answers.
“Sebastian. What the hell happened?”
Sebastian just shrugged, but he turned his cheek slightly, leaning into Kurt’s touch.
A smirk now painted Sebastian’s lips, but for once, Kurt didn’t want to punch him; he rather wanted to kiss him instead. But he didn’t think that would be such a good idea. So, he let his gaze and mind wander as he took in Sebastian’s features. They were standing pretty close now, and Kurt could clearly see how the corner of his left eye was also swollen.
He traced the bruise gently, and when he shifted, their eyes locked.
Sebastian was looking right back at him, still with the same indecipherable and intent look that he had on whenever he thought Kurt wasn’t looking at him.
But there was something else as well.
The corners of his eyes were soft, and his gaze was encompassing and tinged with something else. Something that looked a lot like affection.
Then it all clicked into place. Sebastian’s attitude, his interactions with Kurt for all these weeks, his dislike for Blaine, his questions, his chatter, his harmless prodding, and his constant attention on Kurt.
It all made sense now.
Kurt reached up with both hands, holding Sebastian’s face in place. Sebastian’s eyes widened, but he didn’t pull away.
“Tell me, Sebastian. Why did you fight Blaine?” His voice came out in a hushed whisper.
Sebastian gulped. It’s a wonder to see Sebastian nervous, Kurt found it endlessly endearing. “I thought. I thought he was hurting you. I thought you’re pining after him and yet he only wanted to be friends and that you’re going along with it because you love him. I was pissed.”
“And?” Kurt prodded.
Sebastian’s jaw clenched. “And well, I got into a fight, what’s more to say?”
Kurt shook his head, an amused huff escaping his lips. He should have known that Sebastian wouldn’t say it so easily. The man was stubborn like a mule when he wanted to, and possibly had no experience at all in these matters. Kurt also knew that for all of Sebastian’s bravado and cockiness when getting one-night-stands or flirting shamelessly, he hadn’t once acted that way around Kurt. Apparently, Sebastian was kind of insecure and not at all daring when it came to something that mattered for once.
It’s a good thing that Kurt’s the exact opposite then.
“Would it help, if I told you that I’m not in love with Blaine, and completely over him for some time now? Also, Blaine means nothing more than a good friend to me, there is nothing there left for us. We will never get back together, that’s already agreed upon. We are terrible as boyfriends.” Kurt grinned.
Sebastian blinked. Something like hope and wariness passed through his expression. “Really?”
Kurt nodded.
Sebastian looked at him, searching. “And that you’re completely single and not at all pining?”
Kurt smiled. “Yes. Well, there’s pining, but not on ex-boyfriends, I’m afraid.”
Sebastian frowned. “What?”
“You see, there’s this completely insufferable jerk who works with me. And I really kind of like him, but he just refuses to make a move and gets jealous over ex-boyfriends that doesn’t matter at all.”
Sebastian let out a shaky breath. A hand reached up to clutch at Kurt’s left wrist, stroking the skin there.
“Kurt.” Sebastian sighed. “I’ve been an idiot, haven’t I?”
Kurt leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against Sebastian’s. “I suspect that both of us have. It’s time we sort this out, don’t you think?”
Their breaths mingled together, and Kurt was so close that he could see the specks inside Sebastian’s eyes. Their noses prodded gently against one another, like a dance, and yet their lips remained untouched.
Kurt could feel the hesitation and fear in Sebastian, he felt the same way too. There were thoughts, thoughts and memories of his previous heartbreak, the trepidation and anxiety gripping his heart. But these were never good reasons to stop something that could potentially be wonderful.
Kurt knew that. “Please, Sebastian. Take a chance?”
Sebastian looked back at him, and a confident, familiar smirk was seen. “For you.” Sebastian said, and leaned in the last distance.
The first touch of their lips was a simple brush, almost like a greeting, and it was sweet and chaste, just a test. Then they were pressing more firmly against one another, lips rubbed together, and Kurt’s eyes fluttered close even as Sebastian wrapped one arm over Kurt’s waist and the other cradled the back of his head, tilting him just so that their lips dragged over one another in a tantalizingly sweet motion.
Kurt gasped, his breath hitched at the back of his throat, and wrapped his own arms around Sebastian, pulling him in even closer and pressing more firmly back even as his mouth moved insistently.
He smiled wickedly as he licked his tongue over Sebastian’s lips, drinking in the low groan even as Sebastian tightened his grip on Kurt’s hair and started giving back as good as he got, their kiss turning heated and devouring.
They parted for air, both of their lips bruised and tinged red. Kurt noted with great pleasure that Sebastian looked as debauched and overwhelmed as he felt. They held onto one another, their arms circling around waists and trapping both of them in a close and private perimeter.
Sebastian leaned his forehead against Kurt’s.
“I’ve never done this before. A relationship, I mean.”
“Do you want to?” Kurt asked.
Sebastian looked at him, and for half a second, Kurt was afraid of the answer.
Then Sebastian said: “It’s going to be messy, for sure. And I’m pretty sure I’m going to mess up at some point, and that we’re going to bicker like an old married couple and disagree over absolutely everything. The chances of us killing one another are still pretty high, and odds are your friends will hate me and my guts.”
Kurt held his breath.
Sebastian smirked, playful and oh-so-attractive. “But I want to. God, I want to, Kurt. With you.”
Kurt just pulled him in with a radiant smile and proceeded to thoroughly kiss away the infuriating smirk on Sebastian’s lips.
~THE END~
Summary: Sebastian and Kurt ends up working together in Kurt’s Aunt Merilde’s bookstore. Sparks fly---Not of the good kind….
Pairing: Kurt/Sebastian, past Kurt/Blaine
Rating: R (for language and stuff)
Word Count:13000++ (OHMYGOD. What is this monster---???)
A/N: Written for porcelain_fans ‘The Chris/Carson/Kurt Song Challenge—Round Two’
Oh god, this is most probably the longest thing I’ve ever wrote in one go that isn’t a series. Now it’s 5am and I really, really need to just crash and sleep.
Again, my fics are unbeta-ed, and I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Hope you guys enjoy it!!! =)
PART ONE
~START PART TWO~
If someone had told him just four months ago, that these few things would happen, he would have listened:
1. He would get his heart shattered to pieces when he broke up with Blaine.
2. He would be avoiding all his closest friends and hiding out in Westerville.
3. He would be spending nearly all of his time with Sebastian Smythe.
4. He would be getting along very well with Sebastian, and not talking to Blaine at all.
5. He would be eating a lot of breakfast, lunches and dinners with Sebastian Smythe.
He would have listened, and he would then proceed to laugh his head off at the absurdity of all these things. He would then cheerfully submit the person into a mental faculty, if he didn’t murder them first.
As it happened, nobody told him any of those things.
So Kurt just sighed, pondered at what his life had become, and proceeded on to chastise Sebastian to get his filthy feet off his Aunt Merilde’s coffee table even as he placed down two plates of homemade grilled chicken smothered in a honey mustard sauce and vegetables.
When they both sat side by side on the furry rug, eating their dinner and watching the Lord of The Rings trilogy (it’s Sebastian’s turn to choose the movie), sharing a large bowl of mashed potatoes placed between them, their spoons clanging together at odd intervals, Kurt felt something a lot like happiness.
And like all things associated with Sebastian recently in his life, Kurt wisely chose to not analyze it.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
It was a month and a half in, and Kurt had just received email from his aunt stating that she’ll be back in two weeks. He and Sebastian had most definitely become pseudo-friends by now, with Sebastian spending most of the day, and dinner with Kurt. Dinner was mostly homemade and taken at Aunt Merilde’s house, because Kurt refused to eat unhealthy, greasy food prepared outside.
They still insulted one another like enemies, but they’ve actually learned to agree. Surprisingly enough, Kurt found himself sharing similar interests with Sebastian, and also actually listened to the man and tried out new things as well.
So far, they’ve both found mutual love in anything written by Tolkein, Charles Dickens, Terry Pratchett and quite a few more authors. Sebastian managed to talk him into reading a few books of the crime/thriller genre, though Kurt still refused to read anything by Tolstoy. Sebastian remained adamant on his hate of vampire/werewolf stories, despite Kurt trying to lure him into the genre by recommending Anne Rice novels. However, he did started to read Pride and Prejudice, and Kurt counted that as a win. Both of them read and loved The Hunger Games trilogy.
They talked about random things. From vivid discussions about TV Shows, to inane chatter about what would be the perfect unassuming domestic pet that would most likely to kill their owner (the answer was kittens, not cats, kittens). Their conversations ranged from meaningful to completely useless, but Kurt found that it was fun to talk to someone this way. Sure, he still chatted with Mercedes, Rachel, Finn, Sam and the Glee group regularly, but it was different. With Sebastian, it’s like they’ve already seen the worst of one another, and gotten all the bad blood out, there was really no need to be anything but free and honest in expressing his own opinion. While Rachel would be offended at the simplest things, and Mercedes would yield to him if she felt guilty. Sebastian wasn’t like that, he wasn’t afraid to give as well as he got, and wouldn’t give in when Kurt’s being an idiot or when he disagreed. It’s kind of a weird, fiery and disjointed dynamic that worked really well for both of them.
Kurt found himself feeling less and less heartbroken, and more and more like his old self again.
Sometimes he would find something that reminded him of Blaine, or their relationship, and rather than the choked-up, suffocating feeling that welled in his chest, Kurt was able to just think about it with a certain detachment of someone reminiscing on a fond memory. The sharp pangs of heartache were more or less gone, and Kurt could even think about Blaine without the overwhelming grief and anger that he once felt. He was slowly, but definitely healing, and was smiling more and more. Even Burt had commented that he sounded happy and looked well when they spoke on Skype a few days ago, and Kurt had surprised him again by replying with: “Yeah, I am feeling well, much better since Blaine and I broke up.”
He never spoke about Blaine, and the apparent surprise and subsequent relief on Burt’s face was enough to tell him all he needed about how worried his dad had been for him.
Burt’s only response was a sort of crooked smile, eyes shining suspiciously bright, and said, voice gruff, “You’ll be fine, Kurt. You’ll be just fine.”
Kurt had just grinned back, sort of tearing up as well, but still bravely keeping it in, as enough tears had been shed on the matter already, he really didn’t wanted to cry anymore, and replied: “Yes, dad, I think I’ll be.”
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Of course, the day after Blaine walked into the shop and everything went to hell.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Kurt and Sebastian were bickering over the TV series, Merlin. Kurt was seated at the high stool at the counter, and Sebastian leaned on his elbows by his side. Both of them were munching on burgers, their fries all pooled together in a paper bag as both of them alternate between reaching inside to grab one. It wasn’t everyday that Kurt acquiesced to eating fast food, but Sebastian had been grinding on his nerves with a constant tirade of his craving for greasy fries and burgers.
Sebastian gulped down a mouthful of soda, “How can you not want Merlin with Gwaine?”
Kurt glared at him. “Merlin should be with Arthur. The whole series is expanded on their relationship.”
Sebastian reached out and plucked away the fries in his hand, “Arthur married Guinevere. Your ship is already destroyed and sunk. And you know that what they have is only epic bromance. Clearly, Merlin should be with Gwaine, unattached, and very willing to lay down his life for Merlin.”
Kurt scowled and snatched back one of the fries. “I don’t care. Merlin and Arthur, end of story. Besides, they are the most popular and obvious pairing of the series! Why do you always like those obscure pairings instead?”
“What? Gwaine and Merlin together is not an obscure pairing, it’s practically canon.”
Kurt waved a fry in front of his face, “Nope. Merlin and Arthur are canon. Not Gwaine and Merlin.”
“Christ, you insufferable—”
The bell chimed, and they look up, ready to welcome the customer, instead, Blaine walked in, looking around the shop before seeing them.
Kurt gasped when Blaine locked eyes with him. He could feel the way Sebastian stiffened by his side.
“Blaine?”
Blaine looked from him to Sebastian, a look of confusion clouding his face, and then back to him again. “Kurt. Sebastian. What’s going on here?”
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Kurt sighed as he sat down opposite Blaine, Sebastian came over and placed two cups of coffee on the table, holding his own in a cardboard tray. He hovered for a moment, frowning and looking uncertain.
“Thank you, Sebastian.” Kurt said, and Sebastian’s eyes snapped to his, after a moment, Sebastian nodded, action stiff and jerky.
“I’ll leave both of you then. I’ll be behind the bookstore if you need me.”
He gave both of them a final look, and walked away. Sebastian had been acting odd since Blaine came in. For once, he wasn’t flirting all over with Blaine, nor was he acting friendly, in fact, the man had been almost cold and distant. If Kurt didn’t know better, he would say that Sebastian was displeased at Blaine’s presence, and that he’s annoyed.
Which wasn’t possible, Sebastian liked Blaine, even tried to steal him from Kurt before.
Blaine’s eyes trailed after Sebastian’s figure, and Kurt suddenly felt irrationally irritated. But then Blaine looked back at him, a frown on his brows and a puzzling expression on his face.
“Why are you here, Blaine?” Kurt asked.
Blaine flushed. He took a sip of his coffee, crossing his fingers over the cup, eyes downcast on the table. Kurt knew that Blaine’s nervous, had seen these tiny gestures and memorized them so intimately when they were together. He looked away, suddenly remembering all the tics that Blaine had, and how even after separating for nearly two and a half months, he could still read and understand Blaine so well. He waited for the dull ache in his heart to come, as they were prone to whenever he thought too intimately about Blaine. His gaze fell upon the counter, half-eaten burgers wrapped up in their coloured paper, a few fries lying at the corner where Sebastian sat, and napkins strewn all around. It was a mess.
Surprisingly enough, the ache never came.
“I missed you.” Blaine murmured, and Kurt’s head snapped back.
“Blaine.” Apparently, Blaine still knew him well enough too, because he immediately picked up on Kurt’s stance and guarded tone.
“I know. I know I shouldn’t be saying this. But still, I missed you, Kurt. I missed talking to you and having you around. I missed our movie sessions and just literally goofing around with one another.”
Kurt bit his lip, he didn’t know what to say, and Blaine carried on. “I know we’ve broken up, and that I hurt you a lot because of what happened in the end. This isn’t me trying to take it all back, what I’ve said then, it’s still true. I know I’m a jerk, and that I shouldn’t even be asking you this, but just—I really, really missed you. And I want us to be friends, again.”
Kurt let out the breath he’s been holding in. He was surprised at how relieved he felt that Blaine wasn’t actually trying to ask him to get back together. He honestly didn’t know what response he would give if it were that question.
Blaine was still looking at him expectantly, with that earnest puppy dog expression that he was prone to have, and despite all their history, Kurt’s heart softened.
He looked at Blaine then, really looked at him. It was the first time since they broke up that Kurt’s seen him. Even towards the end, he hadn’t been looking at Blaine when there was nothing left to say and all that’s left was goodbye. He had hurt so much then, that he didn’t have the smallest shred of strength to look at Blaine.
He thought back to all the moments they had together, from the very beginning since they’ve met. He remembered all the good times, and the bad. He remembered all the laughter, together with all the anger and sorrow. He remembered how easy it used to be to just talk to one another and had fun.
Somewhere along the way, when he and Blaine were lovers, they had gotten the relationship but lost the connection, and everything just fell apart.
It was with a start that Kurt realized that he missed Blaine too. Not the times as lovers, but all the other times, the times that they hung out and chatted and bonded over fashion, musicals and dreams under the warm scent of coffee in the air. The times where they talked about guys, and Blaine was trying so hard to be a mentor to him even as both of them were blushing like mad and Kurt was stuttering out his opinions. The times that they cheered and supported one another.
Kurt had missed Blaine. His presence had been such a large part of his life for nearly two years now, and somehow, he had carved a shape and place for himself in Kurt’s heart.
Kurt felt dizzy with hope and happiness. He knew that it was silly, he was chatting with his ex, shouldn’t there be some kind of drama with shouting and tears involve? Instead, all he felt was a calm that he hadn’t experienced for quite some time in both his emotions and heart.
Blaine might have lost his place as a lover forever in Kurt’s heart—and Kurt knew that the space vacated had now been mended and fixed with time and memories, and that he truly had gotten over Blaine—but he still had a permanent place as a friend.
Kurt missed Blaine, as his good friend, he realized that now.
“Okay.” He said.
Blaine’s eyes lit up. He looked at Kurt disbelievingly. “Okay?”
Kurt nodded, and allowed a small smile. “Yes. You’re not the only one who has missed our friendship. I missed it too.”
“Kurt.” Blaine breathed, his eyes wide and awed. “I—I actually thought that you’re going to turn me away. I’ve hurt you, so badly, before, and yet—how can you forgive me? I don’t think I can forgive myself.”
Kurt reached out and patted his hand. “I don’t think it will be easy, but I think it’s worth a try. I’ve done and said things I’m not proud of either. But, I think I’ve finally gotten over us, and I forgive you, Blaine. I really, really do.”
“I don’t deserve it. You should be angry with me. I never told you how sorry I am—”
“It’s okay. I know now that it’s a right choice, us breaking up. We never did function well as a couple.”
Blaine sighed. “I wanted though, I wanted so badly.”
Kurt smiled, wistfully. “Me too. But it wasn’t meant to be. And Blaine, you might be a lousy boyfriend, but you’ve always been the perfect best friend I could ever ask for.”
Blaine looked like he was about to cry, and Kurt found it funny how life works sometimes. Blaine was still the same person, the same person who’d hurt him and broke his heart. He had lost a boyfriend, but he had gained back his best friend instead.
Somehow, it seemed like he had struck a bargain, losing someone who couldn’t love him as he deserved and yet gaining back someone who could stay by his side through thick and thin, a true friend.
He knew that it won’t be easy, and that their relationship as ex-boyfriends would most definitely affect their friendship at times, but Kurt reckoned, with enough time, that won’t be much of a problem for long as well.
And as Blaine pulled him up into a tight hug, Kurt hugged back, knowing that he had made the right decision and glad that he had got his best friend back.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
While one aspect of his life was going well, he found that another aspect got bad. He was glad for his rekindled friendship with Blaine, yet he couldn’t help but worry about Sebastian.
Ever since Blaine came to the shop, Sebastian had been acting really off. He was moody at times, downright overbearing at others, but most of all, Kurt kept catching Sebastian just staring at him, looking as if he was divining the Universe’s greatest mystery.
Then there was Sebastian’s sudden new found dislike for Kurt’s friendship with Blaine. Whenever Kurt’s phone chimed with a message from Blaine, Sebastian would scowl so hard that you would imagine that Kurt had just insulted every single one of the ancestors in his bloodline. And whenever Blaine called, Sebastian would just look at him, eyes dark and intent, before seemingly deflating and leaving Kurt alone with his conversation, choosing to seclude himself in corners of the store.
Other times though, he acted perfectly normal. They still bicker and banter and had long, mostly useless conversations. They still had breakfast, lunch and dinner together. Sebastian still loved to act like a smug, smirking jerk; and Kurt still sometimes acted like he was the most fabulous being on Earth and that everyone was inferior to him.
They got along well, but Kurt couldn’t help but feel that there’s some sort of barrier now between them. With every look and every unsaid sentence on Sebastian’s part, Kurt could almost sense the ball of unease and confusion welling up between them.
He didn’t know what Sebastian’s problem was, and asking him things like “Are you alright?” and “Did you want to say something?” or even “Why are you staring at me?” was just pointless, Sebastian evaded every single question smoothly.
Still, Kurt observed every twitch of Sebastian’s fingers and every clench of his jaw. Saw every unfathomable look on Sebastian’s face and the way the man frowned. Spending so much time together had made him some sort of Sebastian-decoder, and he knew without a doubt that Sebastian was just bottling it all up.
All he had to do was wait until the man cracked.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
It was after one of his calls with Blaine that Sebastian finally snapped.
He rose up from his seat by the table and stomped over the counter, slamming both hands down and leaned in.
“I don’t understand.” He growled.
Kurt blinked. “What?”
“I said, I don’t understand how you can forgive Blaine so easily. Didn’t he hurt you? You almost cried the last time I mentioned him, and now you’re acting so close with him again?” Sebastian said, his eyes dark and swirling with barely concealed anger.
Kurt looked down at his clenched fists, to the line of his jaw and the firm set of his mouth, and oh.
Oh. Sebastian was worried about him.
The instant relief and joy warmed him. He was so convinced that he had done something wrong, and Sebastian’s concern for him was both flattering and also eased his fears. He felt a bit giddy, like butterflies flittering around in his stomach.
“Sebastian.” He said, voice sounding much too breathless in his ears, “I didn’t know that you cared.”
He couldn’t lose the opportunity to tease the man. Sebastian straightened up and ran a hand through his hair, messing it up, and it was this loss of composure of the always cool and smirking Sebastian that made Kurt smile.
“Sebastian.”
“What?”
“Do you want to know what happened between me and Blaine? Because I think I’m okay now, I can tell you if you want to know.”
Sebastian nodded, and Kurt dragged him over to the table, sitting both of them down.
“You knew that Blaine and I were happy, last time.” Sebastian frowned, lips curling in distaste, but nodded all the same. “Well, actually, we weren’t actually that happy. We had silly fights, all the time, and one of us was always backing down and giving in, when we should have been discussing with one another, reaching a compromise that’s fair for both of us. Yet, we wanted so hard for it to work, that we both just kept silent and gave in. Then there was the entire thing about you, and then Karofsky, and a whole load of little things that were nothing, really. But we just sort of stopped communicating, you see, and all these little things just kept piling up, like secrets that we were keeping from one another.”
Kurt sighed then, Sebastian was still looking at him, silent. “We talked. There’s no doubting that we did that, a lot. But we didn’t communicate. Blaine would act how he thought was best for me, and I would be doing the same. We didn’t stop to ask each other what the other wanted, or even to tell each other what we wanted ourselves. Blaine knew, before I did, that there was something lacking, but I didn’t.”
Kurt paused. It was the first time he had ever told someone, and it was more difficult than he thought, even with his acceptance of the whole thing. He jolted when Sebastian took his hands, and cradled them between his palms. Kurt blushed, not only from the gesture, but also from how Sebastian’s gaze was fixed on him, unwavering and firm.
“I really loved him, you know. I really did.” Sebastian’s fingers stiffened, just for a moment, and he went back to smoothing out non-existent wrinkles on Kurt’s hands. Kurt wondered if he had imagined the whole thing. There seemed to be some significance to that action, though he had no idea what.
“And I think it’s because he knew that I really loved him, that he wanted to try. He tried so hard to fix us, tried so hard to make everything work, and in the end, he just couldn’t take it anymore. He was crying, you know, when he came to me that evening. I was shocked. I hadn’t ever seen him cry before. And he just took my hand and told me everything. Told me how he loved me but that wasn’t enough. Told me how he couldn’t love me as much as I loved him. How he tried so hard, but it all kept slipping away. How he felt that our relationship wasn’t enough and that we shouldn’t settle. How he really wanted me to be happy but he couldn’t be the one to give it to me. And how he thought that it would be better if we split up, because he couldn’t bear to chain me to him when he couldn’t give me everything.”
He was clutching Sebastian’s hand, tightly. “I was so hurt. I thought that I did something wrong. Or didn’t do something. And I was so angry, with him, with myself, with everything. But I think some part of me knew that he was right. We fought, which was mostly me screaming at him, and then we broke up.”
“Now though. Now I know that it was the right decision. We could have stayed together, but it wouldn’t have been fair to either of us, and it would have been settling, not getting what we wanted and deserved. It had been hard after that, for a while. And I know that he must have suffered too, even though it didn’t feel that way at first.”
Kurt squeezed Sebastian’s hands. “Don’t be angry with him, Sebastian. Everything is okay now. It all turned out to for the best, actually.”
Sebastian seemed oddly subdued. He just frowned and pursed his lips. Kurt wondered what he’s thinking about, the grip on his hand had gone tight, though not uncomfortably so, and it was more of a firm, possessive pressure.
“You forgive him for everything then? You readily take him back?” Sebastian asked, voice scratchy.
Kurt cocked his head. “Yes. Yes I do. I’ve forgiven him completely.”
Sebastian let go of his hand. “I see.” He was looking anywhere but at Kurt. “That’s good then, I’m happy for you.”
With a nod, he walked away. Kurt frowned, flexing his fingers. He could still feel the warmth of Sebastian’s hand.
He felt like he had missed something. Something important.
Kurt flexed his fingers again. They feel oddly empty.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Two days later, he chatted with Blaine about this guy that Blaine’s met which seemed to be quite keen on pursuing Blaine and was most definitely gay and out. Sebastian’s been acting normal every since their conversation, not displaying any of his previous displeasure at anything related to Blaine.
So, it surprised Kurt when Sebastian started scowling halfway through his conversation with Blaine and pressed at the calculator so hard that Kurt feared it might actually break.
“Is he handsome then?” Kurt asked, and could almost hear Blaine blushing all the way through the line.
“Yes. In a dark, rugged kind of way.”
Kurt threw his head back and laughed. “Oh, Blaine. You’re smitten. You should go out with him.”
Sebastian scrunched up a paper and tossed it aside, the force in it made the paper ball bounce off the table and rolled onto the floor. Kurt quirked an eyebrow at the man sitting in front of him, but Sebastian was determinedly not looking back at him, glaring at the receipts instead.
“Really? Are you….Are you okay with this?” Blaine asked, almost timidly.
“Go, Blaine. I’m fine. Really.” Kurt sighed; Blaine thought things over too much sometimes.
Across him, Sebastian’s face darkened, his fists were clenched. Kurt wondered what had pissed him off.
Deciding that it would be better if he ended the call, he quickly said goodbye to Blaine and hung up.
Sebastian was glaring at a point over his shoulder. “Was that Blaine?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“Is he going out with some guy now?” Sebastian gritted out.
“No, no yet. But he will be though. The guy seemed really great, so I suppose it’s okay.” Kurt said. He wondered what got Sebastian so furious. Was Sebastian jealous that Blaine’s going out again? Did he actually still have feelings for Blaine?
The thoughts caused his insides to twist uncomfortably, and a feeling of dread settled in his stomach. For the first time in nearly two months, Kurt felt the sudden urge to cry or punch something.
“What did he want when he came here last time?” Sebastian suddenly asked.
Kurt blinked. “He wanted to be friends.”
“What?” Sebastian said, “And you agreed?”
Kurt frowned, perplexed. “Yes. Well, it’s Blaine. Of course I agreed.”
Sebastian stood up, slamming his palms down on the table. “That bastard, that absolute bastard—!”
He moved, stomping toward the rack and took up his coat and bag. Sebastian’s face was grim and his eyes burnt with anger, his movements jittery and every line of his body was taut with tension.
Kurt stood up. “Sebastian! Where are you going?”
“Where do you think? To find Blaine, of course.”
He was out of the door before Kurt could think of stopping him.
Kurt slumped back down on the chair, like someone just punched him in the gut. His heart was palpitating wildly, and his chest was constricted almost painfully. He could feel a lump in his throat, and his vision was blurry.
He bowed his head even as he wrapped his arm around his stomach. He didn’t understand what just happened. He didn’t understand why he felt so awful. Did he eat something wrong this morning?
Kurt dropped his head onto the table. It felt like his heart was just ripped out of his chest and he was left bloody and gaping. This hurt as worse as it did when Blaine broke up with him.
Kurt snapped his head back up, eyes wide even as he laid a palm across his heart.
Memories and feelings rushed through him, tingling his every senses and prickling up the hairs on the back of his neck and arm.
Shit.
Shit.
Kurt understood now.
He liked Sebastian.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Sebastian didn’t come back. Kurt locked up the store dejectedly, and then proceeded to order the cheesiest and greasiest pepperoni pizza and gouged himself on it.
How he got into these hopeless situations he didn’t know, but it was just his rotten luck in romance rearing its ugly head yet again.
He had finished the whole pizza and was seriously considering throwing up when his phone rang.
It was Blaine.
He picked it up, half terrified to hear what Blaine wanted to tell him.
What greeted him was a litany of curses from Blaine’s mouth.
“Blaine?”
“Shit, Kurt. Why didn’t you tell me about you and Sebastian?”
Kurt’s bewildered, “What me and Sebastian?”
Blaine was quiet for a moment. “You guys aren’t--? But he, I mean, he came for you. He thought—I thought—”
“Blaine, you’re not making much sense at the moment. What happened with Sebastian? Did he, did he confess to you?”
Blaine made a choking noise. “Are you kidding me? Confess? He came to beat the shit out of me!”
“What?!”
Blaine was laughing, a strangled and almost hysterical quality to his voice. “Shit. You and Sebastian, you guys are idiots! God, just talk to him, will you, clear things up, so that he won’t feel the need to come and punch me the next time.”
“Blaine, I don’t understand, you’re not making any sense.” Kurt pleaded.
Blaine just chuckled. “Kurt, sometimes you can be most oblivious. Just talk to Sebastian, okay. Confront him about why he felt the urge to flatten me to the ground. You’ll understand.”
“No! Why don’t you just tell me?”
“Nope.” Kurt could almost visualize Blaine smirking. “Not my confession to make. Got to go then, bye!”
“Blaine!”
The call ended with a click.
*Accidentally_In_Love*
Kurt tossed and turned the whole night, before finally falling asleep around five in the morning. He woke up disgruntled and weary, and remembered the events the night before.
Nothing made sense anymore. Sebastian’s attitude, Blaine’s cryptic words, it’s like he’s raveled in this web of events and he’s the only one who couldn’t see the whole picture.
He made his way over to the shop after a simple breakfast, and was surprised to see that it was already opened.
Quickening his pace, he pushed open the door to the store, and was reminded vividly of the first time he met Sebastian at the shop. Only, this time the roles were reversed, with Sebastian staring at him with a deer in the headlights kind of expression.
The next moment, Kurt was standing in front of Sebastian, gasping as he took in the purplish bruise covering Sebastian’s left cheek. His lip was torn at the corner, and Kurt could see a few scratches on Sebastian’s neck as well.
Sebastian looked sheepish, for once. Not his usual confident and snarky self.
Kurt took a deep breath. He really needed some answers.
“Sebastian. What the hell happened?”
Sebastian just shrugged, but he turned his cheek slightly, leaning into Kurt’s touch.
A smirk now painted Sebastian’s lips, but for once, Kurt didn’t want to punch him; he rather wanted to kiss him instead. But he didn’t think that would be such a good idea. So, he let his gaze and mind wander as he took in Sebastian’s features. They were standing pretty close now, and Kurt could clearly see how the corner of his left eye was also swollen.
He traced the bruise gently, and when he shifted, their eyes locked.
Sebastian was looking right back at him, still with the same indecipherable and intent look that he had on whenever he thought Kurt wasn’t looking at him.
But there was something else as well.
The corners of his eyes were soft, and his gaze was encompassing and tinged with something else. Something that looked a lot like affection.
Then it all clicked into place. Sebastian’s attitude, his interactions with Kurt for all these weeks, his dislike for Blaine, his questions, his chatter, his harmless prodding, and his constant attention on Kurt.
It all made sense now.
Kurt reached up with both hands, holding Sebastian’s face in place. Sebastian’s eyes widened, but he didn’t pull away.
“Tell me, Sebastian. Why did you fight Blaine?” His voice came out in a hushed whisper.
Sebastian gulped. It’s a wonder to see Sebastian nervous, Kurt found it endlessly endearing. “I thought. I thought he was hurting you. I thought you’re pining after him and yet he only wanted to be friends and that you’re going along with it because you love him. I was pissed.”
“And?” Kurt prodded.
Sebastian’s jaw clenched. “And well, I got into a fight, what’s more to say?”
Kurt shook his head, an amused huff escaping his lips. He should have known that Sebastian wouldn’t say it so easily. The man was stubborn like a mule when he wanted to, and possibly had no experience at all in these matters. Kurt also knew that for all of Sebastian’s bravado and cockiness when getting one-night-stands or flirting shamelessly, he hadn’t once acted that way around Kurt. Apparently, Sebastian was kind of insecure and not at all daring when it came to something that mattered for once.
It’s a good thing that Kurt’s the exact opposite then.
“Would it help, if I told you that I’m not in love with Blaine, and completely over him for some time now? Also, Blaine means nothing more than a good friend to me, there is nothing there left for us. We will never get back together, that’s already agreed upon. We are terrible as boyfriends.” Kurt grinned.
Sebastian blinked. Something like hope and wariness passed through his expression. “Really?”
Kurt nodded.
Sebastian looked at him, searching. “And that you’re completely single and not at all pining?”
Kurt smiled. “Yes. Well, there’s pining, but not on ex-boyfriends, I’m afraid.”
Sebastian frowned. “What?”
“You see, there’s this completely insufferable jerk who works with me. And I really kind of like him, but he just refuses to make a move and gets jealous over ex-boyfriends that doesn’t matter at all.”
Sebastian let out a shaky breath. A hand reached up to clutch at Kurt’s left wrist, stroking the skin there.
“Kurt.” Sebastian sighed. “I’ve been an idiot, haven’t I?”
Kurt leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against Sebastian’s. “I suspect that both of us have. It’s time we sort this out, don’t you think?”
Their breaths mingled together, and Kurt was so close that he could see the specks inside Sebastian’s eyes. Their noses prodded gently against one another, like a dance, and yet their lips remained untouched.
Kurt could feel the hesitation and fear in Sebastian, he felt the same way too. There were thoughts, thoughts and memories of his previous heartbreak, the trepidation and anxiety gripping his heart. But these were never good reasons to stop something that could potentially be wonderful.
Kurt knew that. “Please, Sebastian. Take a chance?”
Sebastian looked back at him, and a confident, familiar smirk was seen. “For you.” Sebastian said, and leaned in the last distance.
The first touch of their lips was a simple brush, almost like a greeting, and it was sweet and chaste, just a test. Then they were pressing more firmly against one another, lips rubbed together, and Kurt’s eyes fluttered close even as Sebastian wrapped one arm over Kurt’s waist and the other cradled the back of his head, tilting him just so that their lips dragged over one another in a tantalizingly sweet motion.
Kurt gasped, his breath hitched at the back of his throat, and wrapped his own arms around Sebastian, pulling him in even closer and pressing more firmly back even as his mouth moved insistently.
He smiled wickedly as he licked his tongue over Sebastian’s lips, drinking in the low groan even as Sebastian tightened his grip on Kurt’s hair and started giving back as good as he got, their kiss turning heated and devouring.
They parted for air, both of their lips bruised and tinged red. Kurt noted with great pleasure that Sebastian looked as debauched and overwhelmed as he felt. They held onto one another, their arms circling around waists and trapping both of them in a close and private perimeter.
Sebastian leaned his forehead against Kurt’s.
“I’ve never done this before. A relationship, I mean.”
“Do you want to?” Kurt asked.
Sebastian looked at him, and for half a second, Kurt was afraid of the answer.
Then Sebastian said: “It’s going to be messy, for sure. And I’m pretty sure I’m going to mess up at some point, and that we’re going to bicker like an old married couple and disagree over absolutely everything. The chances of us killing one another are still pretty high, and odds are your friends will hate me and my guts.”
Kurt held his breath.
Sebastian smirked, playful and oh-so-attractive. “But I want to. God, I want to, Kurt. With you.”
Kurt just pulled him in with a radiant smile and proceeded to thoroughly kiss away the infuriating smirk on Sebastian’s lips.
~THE END~
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THIS IS BY FAR YOUR BEST KURTBASTIAN FIC EVER!!! (Still waiting on your update though)
The feelings!!
All the feelings!!!
AND THE END!!!
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*Crying while laughing hysterically*
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OMG!! i love this fic :D this was lovely and jdheidhnfi *Feelings, to much feelings* :D