Fic: Finding Love Through Coincidence 3/?
Title: Finding Love Through Coincidence 3/?
Pairing: Kurt/Sebastian
Rating: R
Summary: Written for this prompt. Basically wanting Dalton AU where Kurbastian happens. =)
Warnings: Some mentions of vague sexual acts. And Sebastian being a clueless idiot in the first half of the chapter. XD
A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day everybody! (Although it might already be over for some people….) Here’s some Kurbastian to add to the romance~ Anyway, hope you like this chapter, and also my fics are unbeta-ed. I apologize for any mistakes in advance. =)
~Starts~
Sebastian sits at the table, absent mindedly twirling the pen round and round in circles. The Physics teacher is droning on and on about kinematics of particles at the front of the classroom, but he’s already read through and understood the whole syllabus already, and Sebastian finds himself thinking about everything and nothing at the same time.
It’s been three days since the soccer competition, and his twisted ankle and wounds have pretty much healed up. The wound might leave a scar though, and Kurt’s already nagging him about proper care routine, researching and recommending the best scar-removal cream available.
Sebastian frowns. He’s thinking about Kurt again.
These days, he finds himself thinking about Kurt at all times. He doesn’t even think about any specific things, just numerous emotions and thoughts and feelings all jumbled up together and popping up in his brain in bits and pieces. Images of Kurt-smiling, laughing, giggling, frowning, displeased, judgmental-appearing in his thoughts almost completely randomly; memories, of them spending time together, of him catching a glimpse of the boy down the hallway, of Kurt chuckling as he flicked a pea at him-all stuck in his mind.
Almost as perplexing is his reaction. No matter if he’s merely thinking about Kurt, spending time with Kurt, seeing Kurt-he just feels happy. His heart is light, his mood brightens, he finds himself smiling without even realizing it, and he finds himself just enjoying everything so much. He just feels happy and content and he will then begin to look forward to the times that he could meet Kurt.
He’s never felt this way, ever. Nor has he ever had such a constant, unchanging and soothing presence around him before. And Kurt really regards him as a good friend, pretty much caring for Sebastian the whole three days, making sure that he’s alright, and even cooking soup and baking biscuits for him. Sebastian is really very touched by all of it, even though he didn’t really show it, just teases Kurt more in order to see the boy’s smile (in which he gains satisfaction from, even though he didn’t really understand why exactly he feels satisfied and accomplished in making Kurt smile).
Sebastian would have been perfectly happy to let things remain as they are, without pondering too much about why his mind so loves to bring up Kurt, if the ‘incident’ hasn’t happened.
Ever since the ‘incident’, Sebastian has been giving serious thought to Kurt being the sudden anomaly in his life, and Sebastian Smythe is nothing but thoroughly meticulous and technical in analyzing his own behavior.
But back to the fated ‘incident’ which brought about this change. Two days ago, Sebastian went to Scandals, feeling in the mood to release some sexual tension. He met a boy from another school, and the boy fitted everything that Sebastian looked for in his conquest-daring, blatantly slutty, eager, and of course, very easy on the eyes. Sebastian had the boy down on his knees sucking him off in a bathroom stall not fifteen minutes later, and it had honestly been one of the top ten blow jobs that he’s ever received.
Then, the ‘incident’ happened.
One moment, he’s pulling at the boy’s hair, thrusting hard into the willing and talented mouth. The next moment, an image of a smiling and blushing Kurt popped into mind, and before Sebastian even had the chance to be alarmed at the sudden thought of Kurt, he found himself coming intensely. And all through his orgasm, he was thinking about Kurt.
It was pretty shocking, to say the least, and Sebastian had left straight after, not even in the mood to stay when the boy begged him to, promising him a full night of wild, kinky sex.
Which brings him back to his dilemma. Since the ‘incident’, as he terms it himself, he feels agitated, like something is crawling underneath the surface of his skin, and he just can’t pinpoint what’s wrong. So, Sebastian’s been trying to figure out just exactly why the ‘incident’ occurred.
He thinks that he’s finally figured out the answer
.
And answer is: It’s because he’s grateful to Kurt.
In fact, Sebastian reckons that his conscience must be feeling so indebted to Kurt over the boy’s selfless concerns and care for him, that it has decided on its own that Sebastian needs to be reminded of Kurt, so that he won’t forget what Kurt’s done for him. That’s the reason why Kurt keeps popping up in his thoughts all the time. Because he feels such a high degree of gratitude, this feeling has manifested itself in the form of him being almost borderline obsessed with Kurt-thinking about him always, wanting to spend more time with him, wanting to touch him, feeling so glad and free around him, et cetera-all these emotions and behavior is just a manifestation of his own mind.
Sebastian nods to himself, tapping the pen on his tabletop.
This totally makes sense. This is exactly why he can’t seem to keep Kurt away from anything, exactly why he can’t keep control over his mind from thinking about Kurt, so much so that Kurt even pops up during sex.
Yes, yes, this must be it. Sebastian thinks to himself. And once this feeling of gratitude fades, he’s sure that he’ll return back to normal. Therefore, he really ought to repay Kurt for all the things that he has done for Sebastian. This way, he will feel less guilty about Kurt taking care of him, and regain some sort of emotional balance over himself, appeasing his conscience.
Sebastian exhales, thrilling at his own ingenuity.
Yes, things will definitely be back to normal.
~<3~
It’s been a week since he had his epiphany. And it’s also been a week of him constantly doing things for Kurt and with Kurt.
To total it up, he’s bought Kurt lunch four times, helped the counter-tenor in his studies (Biology and Chemistry), spent numerous hours accompanying him in the library studying, took Kurt out for coffee twice(with him insisting on paying, of course), brought Kurt a box of his favorite chocolate, and had also been a complete gentleman in helping Kurt out every day in carrying his stuff (like books, Pavarotti’s cage, his bags), whenever school ends and Kurt needs to return home. To top off all his good deeds, he also introduced three guys (very decent and good looking) to Kurt, knowing that these three had been interested in Kurt for quite some time now.
Sebastian thinks that he’s doing a pretty good job at being this pseudo-fairy-godmother-and-repaying-his-gratitude thing, except for one thing that is really not a small, insignificant detail at all.
It isn’t working.
In fact, it’s getting worse.
He’s still thinking about Kurt constantly, which really isn’t what troubles him most. What’s most troubling is the fact that he hasn’t had sex in five days now. No sex, not in any form or position or manner. And it’s driving him crazy.
One would say that his not getting sex is in fact not Kurt’s fault at all. Except that it really, really is.
It’s definitely isn’t a matter of arousal, because Sebastian can handle that just fine. The problem is that he no longer feels any form of sexual urge towards anyone else. It’s frustrating, because he definitely feels sexual tension, but as soon as he wants to release this particular tension with certain company, he finds himself deflating and losing interest faster than a balloon with holes in it. The only company he gets now is his own right hand. However, his losing interest in having any form of sexual relations with any other human being aside himself is not even the worst part.
The worst part is that he can’t get off without thinking about Kurt.
The first time it happens, it’s two days in without any sex. He’s gone out to hook up the night before, and he is definitely interested, but once the guy’s hand touches him, Sebastian finds himself wishing that they are slimmer, smoother, paler…And then he’s lost interest and pushing the guy off him. This happens with the next three conquests. And he’s thinking: not tall enough, not brunette enough, not slender enough, not pale enough, not blue-green eyes…
In the end, he goes home alone and frustrated. The next night, the same thing happens, and he’s back home, lying on the bed and feeling aroused and so unsatisfied. He’s tugging at himself desperately, and then his thoughts wander towards Kurt, and Sebastian’s coming. Of course, he figures that it’s just a fluke, so he tries it while fantasizing about some other guy. But no matter how hard he tries, it just isn’t working. He thinks about Kurt then, and reaches orgasm in less than five minutes.
Being unable to get off without thinking about Kurt becomes a fact when all the same things happened for the rest of the week. It’s not like he’s even fantasizing about doing things with Kurt. It’s just visualizing Kurt-his smooth, slender neck; his pale, almost porcelain skin; his gleaming blue eyes; those long, sexy legs and thighs, going on for miles; pink, lush lips-just the simple things about Kurt’s appearances and his presence, and Sebastian’s just gone, unable to control himself.
It’s really confusing the hell out of him. Word of him not hooking up with anyone for a week has already made its way into the rumor mill, and people are enquiring after him. The most irritating is when he bumps into Blaine, and Blaine just smirks and says: “Heard that you’re having a bit of a trouble in your usual nighttime activities, Sebastian. I guess the name ‘Sex on a Stick’ doesn’t really apply to you anymore now, does it?”
At least while he’s personal sex life is now really messed up, he at least is still able to act like nothing is wrong when he’s with Kurt.
He’s having his lunch with Kurt again today, and Sebastian just picks up his tray of food, and makes his way over the dining lounge to sit at a table by the window. He can feel all of the interested looks he’s getting from quite a few people, but he just keeps on his usual cool and bored expression while he pokes at the steak in front of him.
A handsome and very fit boy slides into the seat in front of him. Sebastian recognizes the guy as Valen Richard, one of the most sought after freshmen by gay and bisexual guys in their school. Valen’s smiling coyly at him, and Sebastian’s seen that expression enough times directed at him to know what it means.
“Sebastian Smythe. I’m Valen Richard, pleased to meet you.” Valen places a hand on his, tracing circles on his knuckles even as he flutters his eyelashes.
Sebastian smirks. “I know who you are.”
Valen smiles, confident. “You do? Well, I’m pleased. I didn’t know I’m this famous.”
Sebastian just hums nonchalantly in reply. Valen’s hand is now moving up his arm, gliding slowly, even as he leans in and says: “Then you would surely know what I want. And I want you, Sebastian. I could help you with that not-so-little-problem of yours.”
Valen’s voice is dripping with suggestiveness, and his hand is now boldly caressing Sebastian’s arm, his hazel eyes darkened with desire. Sebastian would have totally drag Valen into a secluded corner of the school and fuck him senseless, but that is before. Now, Sebastian just feels absolutely nothing but weary and a tiny amount of annoyance.
Sebastian moves his arm away. “Sorry, but I’m not interested.”
Valen’s eyes widened in surprise even as his face colors in embarrassment, Sebastian finds himself thinking that it’s nowhere near as adorable as Kurt when he blushes.
“You’re losing the chance of a lifetime here. Don’t think that I’ll ever give you a second chance.” Valen seethes, and when Sebastian just shrugs, he stands up and scolds, “You’re a jerk, you know that?” before storming off.
Even more curious looks are directed at him now, but Sebastian just sighs and glares pointedly, everyone who’s staring looking away guiltily.
Kurt arrives five minutes later, clutching his own tray as he slides into the seat that Valen just vacated. Sebastian thinks that the view looks better with Kurt sitting in front of him, and begins eating his steak, feeling his appetite returning.
“So, I have a date with Josh tonight.” Kurt says, his head bowed as he cuts his grilled chicken into small pieces.
Sebastian looks up so fast that he almost sprains his neck. His heart seems to have skipped a beat even as he finds himself feeling not that hungry again.
“What?” He asks blankly.
Kurt looks up at him, frowning. “I said that I had a date with Josh. You introduced me to him two days ago, remember?”
Sebastian waves his hand impatiently. “Of course I remember. I just didn’t know that you guys talked. You didn’t seem interested in him last time.”
Kurt blushes. “Well, I know. But I figured I’d give this a go and see. He asked me out this morning, waited by my locker for me to turn up, and I guess I just felt ‘why the hell not’, and agreed.”
Sebastian feels as though an invisible force is crushing down on his lungs. His chest feels constricted and he finds it almost difficult to take in the required amount of air.
It feels painful.
“Sebastian, are you alright?”
“Yes, yes. Why wouldn’t I be alright?” His voice sounds hollow even to his ears, and Kurt obviously noticed it.
“Well, you do seem shaken. Did something happen?”
Sebastian shakes his head. Mustering a smile, he says: “No, sweet cheeks, you’re being silly. I’m perfectly fine. I’m glad that you’re going on a date.”
Kurt smiles back, his eyes so bright and happy that Sebastian finds himself staring mesmerized. “Not a sweet cheek.” He says, before continuing on, “I’m very anxious, but excited. This is actually my first date. I’ve never gone out on a date before.”
“You’ve never?”
“Nope.” Kurt replies, going back to eating his food.
Sebastian is still staring at Kurt. He feels as if he’s in shock, every nerve in his body tingling with some form of repressed energy. His heart is feeling both compressed and fighting to burst out of his chest at the same time, and his mind is just blank. There are so many emotions running through him at the moment, but he can clearly feel disappointment, sadness, and even anger.
Which makes no sense at all. He should have been happy for Kurt. But he’s not. Sebastian frowns. He’s angry, but as he looks at Kurt, he realizes that he’s not angry at Kurt. Sebastian thinks about it, and realizes that he’s actually angry at Josh. Josh, who’s one of his good friends and his fellow team mate on the soccer team, and Sebastian’s so angry at him, that he wants to just punch the guy really hard in the face. Which, again, makes absolutely no sense at all.
The next is disappointment, which he feels towards himself. Then there’s sadness. He’s sad about something. And the only logical thing is that he’s sad about Kurt’s date with Josh. But why is he sad? Why’s he disappointed?
Sebastian finds himself unable to work out his feelings at all. He’s completely abandoned his steak, choosing instead to look at Kurt.
The sunlight from the window is glinting off the brooch in the shape of a treble clef that is pinned to Kurt’s blazer, the gleam catches Sebastian’s eyes, and he blinks.
Suddenly, it’s as if his perception is shifted. Not by much, just a little, but that’s enough, and Sebastian finds himself sitting up straighter, his eyes still staring fixedly upon Kurt, not wanting to look away for even a moment. He tilts his head, something is different, and his mind is struggling to keep up as it strings together all the stray thoughts and musings. Sebastian’s heart is a steady beat, and he can hear it thumping as clear as the sky outside.
When it hits him, it’s not with the force of a bullet train, nor is it with the force of a sledge hammer. It’s more like a small clicking noise of a lighter, and then everything’s completely illuminated. He can feel his whole perception and world changing, just with that small flicker of metaphorical light, and it’s amazing how big and overwhelming this feels when it’s just something so small that triggers it.
He’s likes Kurt. He, Sebastian Smythe, likes Kurt Hummel.
If he’s completely honest with himself, it may be more than just ‘like’. But Sebastian didn’t quite feel ready to take that step yet, even if it’s just to admit it to himself.
But still. He likes Kurt.
And then he’s aware that his heart has been thumping wildly for quite some time now, and Sebastian realizes that his heart is just waiting for his mind to catch up all along.
Then Sebastian thinks about the date that Kurt’s going to go with Josh. Kurt’s first date, ever.
The surge of possessiveness completely blindsides him, and Sebastian’s reeling from feeling such an intense emotion. But his whole mind, body and heart is now pushing and prodding and urging him on, his whole being just screaming at him to just make Kurt his, to stop Kurt from seeing other men, ever.
Sebastian Smythe always gets what he wants. But he’s only ever gotten things for whimsical reasons.
This time, it’s different. It’s different because the thing he wants is also the thing he needs, and the thing is not a thing, but a gorgeous, all too perfect person that he’s completely, seriously head-over-heels for. He’s never felt this way, and it’s so intense and bright, completely overwhelming and all-consuming.
Sebastian Smythe wants Kurt Hummel.
The thought jerks him from his thoughts, and he’s reaching forward and caressing Kurt’s cheek before he realizes it.
Kurt’s looking back at him, beautiful blue-green eyes wide with confusion and concern. “Sebastian? Are you okay?”
Sebastian smiles and nods. “I am.”
He pushes away Kurt’s finished tray of food, and clutches Kurt’s hands with both of his own, tugging them forward.
Kurt’s looking at him in surprise now. And Sebastian’s bringing up his left hand to brush a kiss across Kurt’s knuckles. His eyes are fixed on Kurt, and he can see and hear how the boy’s breath hitched.
Sebastian murmurs: “Cancel your date with Josh.”
“What?”
“I said, cancel your date with Josh. Don’t go, please.”
“Sebastian, what--? Why should I? It’s not like I’ve a valid reason not to go.” Kurt huffs.
Sebastian’s eyes narrow, feeling jealousy for the first time in his time. It isn’t pleasant at all. “I’m asking you not to go.”
Kurt raises a perfectly curved eyebrow, “Oh, really, I shouldn’t go because you said so. And pray tell, who are you to ask me?”
“Simple, you’re mine, Kurt. And I don’t want you to go on a date with Josh. You are mine.”
Kurt’s just stares at him, mouth open, completely flabbergasted. “Since when the hell did I ever belong to you?!”
Sebastian smirks, leaning down to brush another kiss across Kurt’s right knuckles this time. “Since five minutes ago when I realized that I like you.”
He raises his eyes up to meet with Kurt, and smiles devilishly. Kurt feels like a prey pinned down by the claws of its predator, even as his heart skips a beat.
Then Sebastian declares, like a king proclaiming his ownership:
“I like you, Kurt. I really, seriously like you. And I’m going to make you mine.”
~ENDS~
Pairing: Kurt/Sebastian
Rating: R
Summary: Written for this prompt. Basically wanting Dalton AU where Kurbastian happens. =)
Warnings: Some mentions of vague sexual acts. And Sebastian being a clueless idiot in the first half of the chapter. XD
A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day everybody! (Although it might already be over for some people….) Here’s some Kurbastian to add to the romance~ Anyway, hope you like this chapter, and also my fics are unbeta-ed. I apologize for any mistakes in advance. =)
~Starts~
Sebastian sits at the table, absent mindedly twirling the pen round and round in circles. The Physics teacher is droning on and on about kinematics of particles at the front of the classroom, but he’s already read through and understood the whole syllabus already, and Sebastian finds himself thinking about everything and nothing at the same time.
It’s been three days since the soccer competition, and his twisted ankle and wounds have pretty much healed up. The wound might leave a scar though, and Kurt’s already nagging him about proper care routine, researching and recommending the best scar-removal cream available.
Sebastian frowns. He’s thinking about Kurt again.
These days, he finds himself thinking about Kurt at all times. He doesn’t even think about any specific things, just numerous emotions and thoughts and feelings all jumbled up together and popping up in his brain in bits and pieces. Images of Kurt-smiling, laughing, giggling, frowning, displeased, judgmental-appearing in his thoughts almost completely randomly; memories, of them spending time together, of him catching a glimpse of the boy down the hallway, of Kurt chuckling as he flicked a pea at him-all stuck in his mind.
Almost as perplexing is his reaction. No matter if he’s merely thinking about Kurt, spending time with Kurt, seeing Kurt-he just feels happy. His heart is light, his mood brightens, he finds himself smiling without even realizing it, and he finds himself just enjoying everything so much. He just feels happy and content and he will then begin to look forward to the times that he could meet Kurt.
He’s never felt this way, ever. Nor has he ever had such a constant, unchanging and soothing presence around him before. And Kurt really regards him as a good friend, pretty much caring for Sebastian the whole three days, making sure that he’s alright, and even cooking soup and baking biscuits for him. Sebastian is really very touched by all of it, even though he didn’t really show it, just teases Kurt more in order to see the boy’s smile (in which he gains satisfaction from, even though he didn’t really understand why exactly he feels satisfied and accomplished in making Kurt smile).
Sebastian would have been perfectly happy to let things remain as they are, without pondering too much about why his mind so loves to bring up Kurt, if the ‘incident’ hasn’t happened.
Ever since the ‘incident’, Sebastian has been giving serious thought to Kurt being the sudden anomaly in his life, and Sebastian Smythe is nothing but thoroughly meticulous and technical in analyzing his own behavior.
But back to the fated ‘incident’ which brought about this change. Two days ago, Sebastian went to Scandals, feeling in the mood to release some sexual tension. He met a boy from another school, and the boy fitted everything that Sebastian looked for in his conquest-daring, blatantly slutty, eager, and of course, very easy on the eyes. Sebastian had the boy down on his knees sucking him off in a bathroom stall not fifteen minutes later, and it had honestly been one of the top ten blow jobs that he’s ever received.
Then, the ‘incident’ happened.
One moment, he’s pulling at the boy’s hair, thrusting hard into the willing and talented mouth. The next moment, an image of a smiling and blushing Kurt popped into mind, and before Sebastian even had the chance to be alarmed at the sudden thought of Kurt, he found himself coming intensely. And all through his orgasm, he was thinking about Kurt.
It was pretty shocking, to say the least, and Sebastian had left straight after, not even in the mood to stay when the boy begged him to, promising him a full night of wild, kinky sex.
Which brings him back to his dilemma. Since the ‘incident’, as he terms it himself, he feels agitated, like something is crawling underneath the surface of his skin, and he just can’t pinpoint what’s wrong. So, Sebastian’s been trying to figure out just exactly why the ‘incident’ occurred.
He thinks that he’s finally figured out the answer
.
And answer is: It’s because he’s grateful to Kurt.
In fact, Sebastian reckons that his conscience must be feeling so indebted to Kurt over the boy’s selfless concerns and care for him, that it has decided on its own that Sebastian needs to be reminded of Kurt, so that he won’t forget what Kurt’s done for him. That’s the reason why Kurt keeps popping up in his thoughts all the time. Because he feels such a high degree of gratitude, this feeling has manifested itself in the form of him being almost borderline obsessed with Kurt-thinking about him always, wanting to spend more time with him, wanting to touch him, feeling so glad and free around him, et cetera-all these emotions and behavior is just a manifestation of his own mind.
Sebastian nods to himself, tapping the pen on his tabletop.
This totally makes sense. This is exactly why he can’t seem to keep Kurt away from anything, exactly why he can’t keep control over his mind from thinking about Kurt, so much so that Kurt even pops up during sex.
Yes, yes, this must be it. Sebastian thinks to himself. And once this feeling of gratitude fades, he’s sure that he’ll return back to normal. Therefore, he really ought to repay Kurt for all the things that he has done for Sebastian. This way, he will feel less guilty about Kurt taking care of him, and regain some sort of emotional balance over himself, appeasing his conscience.
Sebastian exhales, thrilling at his own ingenuity.
Yes, things will definitely be back to normal.
~<3~
It’s been a week since he had his epiphany. And it’s also been a week of him constantly doing things for Kurt and with Kurt.
To total it up, he’s bought Kurt lunch four times, helped the counter-tenor in his studies (Biology and Chemistry), spent numerous hours accompanying him in the library studying, took Kurt out for coffee twice(with him insisting on paying, of course), brought Kurt a box of his favorite chocolate, and had also been a complete gentleman in helping Kurt out every day in carrying his stuff (like books, Pavarotti’s cage, his bags), whenever school ends and Kurt needs to return home. To top off all his good deeds, he also introduced three guys (very decent and good looking) to Kurt, knowing that these three had been interested in Kurt for quite some time now.
Sebastian thinks that he’s doing a pretty good job at being this pseudo-fairy-godmother-and-repaying-his-gratitude thing, except for one thing that is really not a small, insignificant detail at all.
It isn’t working.
In fact, it’s getting worse.
He’s still thinking about Kurt constantly, which really isn’t what troubles him most. What’s most troubling is the fact that he hasn’t had sex in five days now. No sex, not in any form or position or manner. And it’s driving him crazy.
One would say that his not getting sex is in fact not Kurt’s fault at all. Except that it really, really is.
It’s definitely isn’t a matter of arousal, because Sebastian can handle that just fine. The problem is that he no longer feels any form of sexual urge towards anyone else. It’s frustrating, because he definitely feels sexual tension, but as soon as he wants to release this particular tension with certain company, he finds himself deflating and losing interest faster than a balloon with holes in it. The only company he gets now is his own right hand. However, his losing interest in having any form of sexual relations with any other human being aside himself is not even the worst part.
The worst part is that he can’t get off without thinking about Kurt.
The first time it happens, it’s two days in without any sex. He’s gone out to hook up the night before, and he is definitely interested, but once the guy’s hand touches him, Sebastian finds himself wishing that they are slimmer, smoother, paler…And then he’s lost interest and pushing the guy off him. This happens with the next three conquests. And he’s thinking: not tall enough, not brunette enough, not slender enough, not pale enough, not blue-green eyes…
In the end, he goes home alone and frustrated. The next night, the same thing happens, and he’s back home, lying on the bed and feeling aroused and so unsatisfied. He’s tugging at himself desperately, and then his thoughts wander towards Kurt, and Sebastian’s coming. Of course, he figures that it’s just a fluke, so he tries it while fantasizing about some other guy. But no matter how hard he tries, it just isn’t working. He thinks about Kurt then, and reaches orgasm in less than five minutes.
Being unable to get off without thinking about Kurt becomes a fact when all the same things happened for the rest of the week. It’s not like he’s even fantasizing about doing things with Kurt. It’s just visualizing Kurt-his smooth, slender neck; his pale, almost porcelain skin; his gleaming blue eyes; those long, sexy legs and thighs, going on for miles; pink, lush lips-just the simple things about Kurt’s appearances and his presence, and Sebastian’s just gone, unable to control himself.
It’s really confusing the hell out of him. Word of him not hooking up with anyone for a week has already made its way into the rumor mill, and people are enquiring after him. The most irritating is when he bumps into Blaine, and Blaine just smirks and says: “Heard that you’re having a bit of a trouble in your usual nighttime activities, Sebastian. I guess the name ‘Sex on a Stick’ doesn’t really apply to you anymore now, does it?”
At least while he’s personal sex life is now really messed up, he at least is still able to act like nothing is wrong when he’s with Kurt.
He’s having his lunch with Kurt again today, and Sebastian just picks up his tray of food, and makes his way over the dining lounge to sit at a table by the window. He can feel all of the interested looks he’s getting from quite a few people, but he just keeps on his usual cool and bored expression while he pokes at the steak in front of him.
A handsome and very fit boy slides into the seat in front of him. Sebastian recognizes the guy as Valen Richard, one of the most sought after freshmen by gay and bisexual guys in their school. Valen’s smiling coyly at him, and Sebastian’s seen that expression enough times directed at him to know what it means.
“Sebastian Smythe. I’m Valen Richard, pleased to meet you.” Valen places a hand on his, tracing circles on his knuckles even as he flutters his eyelashes.
Sebastian smirks. “I know who you are.”
Valen smiles, confident. “You do? Well, I’m pleased. I didn’t know I’m this famous.”
Sebastian just hums nonchalantly in reply. Valen’s hand is now moving up his arm, gliding slowly, even as he leans in and says: “Then you would surely know what I want. And I want you, Sebastian. I could help you with that not-so-little-problem of yours.”
Valen’s voice is dripping with suggestiveness, and his hand is now boldly caressing Sebastian’s arm, his hazel eyes darkened with desire. Sebastian would have totally drag Valen into a secluded corner of the school and fuck him senseless, but that is before. Now, Sebastian just feels absolutely nothing but weary and a tiny amount of annoyance.
Sebastian moves his arm away. “Sorry, but I’m not interested.”
Valen’s eyes widened in surprise even as his face colors in embarrassment, Sebastian finds himself thinking that it’s nowhere near as adorable as Kurt when he blushes.
“You’re losing the chance of a lifetime here. Don’t think that I’ll ever give you a second chance.” Valen seethes, and when Sebastian just shrugs, he stands up and scolds, “You’re a jerk, you know that?” before storming off.
Even more curious looks are directed at him now, but Sebastian just sighs and glares pointedly, everyone who’s staring looking away guiltily.
Kurt arrives five minutes later, clutching his own tray as he slides into the seat that Valen just vacated. Sebastian thinks that the view looks better with Kurt sitting in front of him, and begins eating his steak, feeling his appetite returning.
“So, I have a date with Josh tonight.” Kurt says, his head bowed as he cuts his grilled chicken into small pieces.
Sebastian looks up so fast that he almost sprains his neck. His heart seems to have skipped a beat even as he finds himself feeling not that hungry again.
“What?” He asks blankly.
Kurt looks up at him, frowning. “I said that I had a date with Josh. You introduced me to him two days ago, remember?”
Sebastian waves his hand impatiently. “Of course I remember. I just didn’t know that you guys talked. You didn’t seem interested in him last time.”
Kurt blushes. “Well, I know. But I figured I’d give this a go and see. He asked me out this morning, waited by my locker for me to turn up, and I guess I just felt ‘why the hell not’, and agreed.”
Sebastian feels as though an invisible force is crushing down on his lungs. His chest feels constricted and he finds it almost difficult to take in the required amount of air.
It feels painful.
“Sebastian, are you alright?”
“Yes, yes. Why wouldn’t I be alright?” His voice sounds hollow even to his ears, and Kurt obviously noticed it.
“Well, you do seem shaken. Did something happen?”
Sebastian shakes his head. Mustering a smile, he says: “No, sweet cheeks, you’re being silly. I’m perfectly fine. I’m glad that you’re going on a date.”
Kurt smiles back, his eyes so bright and happy that Sebastian finds himself staring mesmerized. “Not a sweet cheek.” He says, before continuing on, “I’m very anxious, but excited. This is actually my first date. I’ve never gone out on a date before.”
“You’ve never?”
“Nope.” Kurt replies, going back to eating his food.
Sebastian is still staring at Kurt. He feels as if he’s in shock, every nerve in his body tingling with some form of repressed energy. His heart is feeling both compressed and fighting to burst out of his chest at the same time, and his mind is just blank. There are so many emotions running through him at the moment, but he can clearly feel disappointment, sadness, and even anger.
Which makes no sense at all. He should have been happy for Kurt. But he’s not. Sebastian frowns. He’s angry, but as he looks at Kurt, he realizes that he’s not angry at Kurt. Sebastian thinks about it, and realizes that he’s actually angry at Josh. Josh, who’s one of his good friends and his fellow team mate on the soccer team, and Sebastian’s so angry at him, that he wants to just punch the guy really hard in the face. Which, again, makes absolutely no sense at all.
The next is disappointment, which he feels towards himself. Then there’s sadness. He’s sad about something. And the only logical thing is that he’s sad about Kurt’s date with Josh. But why is he sad? Why’s he disappointed?
Sebastian finds himself unable to work out his feelings at all. He’s completely abandoned his steak, choosing instead to look at Kurt.
The sunlight from the window is glinting off the brooch in the shape of a treble clef that is pinned to Kurt’s blazer, the gleam catches Sebastian’s eyes, and he blinks.
Suddenly, it’s as if his perception is shifted. Not by much, just a little, but that’s enough, and Sebastian finds himself sitting up straighter, his eyes still staring fixedly upon Kurt, not wanting to look away for even a moment. He tilts his head, something is different, and his mind is struggling to keep up as it strings together all the stray thoughts and musings. Sebastian’s heart is a steady beat, and he can hear it thumping as clear as the sky outside.
When it hits him, it’s not with the force of a bullet train, nor is it with the force of a sledge hammer. It’s more like a small clicking noise of a lighter, and then everything’s completely illuminated. He can feel his whole perception and world changing, just with that small flicker of metaphorical light, and it’s amazing how big and overwhelming this feels when it’s just something so small that triggers it.
He’s likes Kurt. He, Sebastian Smythe, likes Kurt Hummel.
If he’s completely honest with himself, it may be more than just ‘like’. But Sebastian didn’t quite feel ready to take that step yet, even if it’s just to admit it to himself.
But still. He likes Kurt.
And then he’s aware that his heart has been thumping wildly for quite some time now, and Sebastian realizes that his heart is just waiting for his mind to catch up all along.
Then Sebastian thinks about the date that Kurt’s going to go with Josh. Kurt’s first date, ever.
The surge of possessiveness completely blindsides him, and Sebastian’s reeling from feeling such an intense emotion. But his whole mind, body and heart is now pushing and prodding and urging him on, his whole being just screaming at him to just make Kurt his, to stop Kurt from seeing other men, ever.
Sebastian Smythe always gets what he wants. But he’s only ever gotten things for whimsical reasons.
This time, it’s different. It’s different because the thing he wants is also the thing he needs, and the thing is not a thing, but a gorgeous, all too perfect person that he’s completely, seriously head-over-heels for. He’s never felt this way, and it’s so intense and bright, completely overwhelming and all-consuming.
Sebastian Smythe wants Kurt Hummel.
The thought jerks him from his thoughts, and he’s reaching forward and caressing Kurt’s cheek before he realizes it.
Kurt’s looking back at him, beautiful blue-green eyes wide with confusion and concern. “Sebastian? Are you okay?”
Sebastian smiles and nods. “I am.”
He pushes away Kurt’s finished tray of food, and clutches Kurt’s hands with both of his own, tugging them forward.
Kurt’s looking at him in surprise now. And Sebastian’s bringing up his left hand to brush a kiss across Kurt’s knuckles. His eyes are fixed on Kurt, and he can see and hear how the boy’s breath hitched.
Sebastian murmurs: “Cancel your date with Josh.”
“What?”
“I said, cancel your date with Josh. Don’t go, please.”
“Sebastian, what--? Why should I? It’s not like I’ve a valid reason not to go.” Kurt huffs.
Sebastian’s eyes narrow, feeling jealousy for the first time in his time. It isn’t pleasant at all. “I’m asking you not to go.”
Kurt raises a perfectly curved eyebrow, “Oh, really, I shouldn’t go because you said so. And pray tell, who are you to ask me?”
“Simple, you’re mine, Kurt. And I don’t want you to go on a date with Josh. You are mine.”
Kurt’s just stares at him, mouth open, completely flabbergasted. “Since when the hell did I ever belong to you?!”
Sebastian smirks, leaning down to brush another kiss across Kurt’s right knuckles this time. “Since five minutes ago when I realized that I like you.”
He raises his eyes up to meet with Kurt, and smiles devilishly. Kurt feels like a prey pinned down by the claws of its predator, even as his heart skips a beat.
Then Sebastian declares, like a king proclaiming his ownership:
“I like you, Kurt. I really, seriously like you. And I’m going to make you mine.”
~ENDS~