A/N: So I don't even know about the gap between chapters right now. But if you're still putting up with me, I must say that I love you to pieces!

On another note, I met two very amazing people this Friday. I don't know if you know one of them. His name is Christopher Paul Colfer. I don't know. Maybe you've heard of him. ;) He was the absolute sweetest even though I only got to talk to him for about ten seconds. The other you, in all seriousness, probably have never heard of. His name is Landon Austin. When I heard his name, I laughed because ya know LANDON. But anyways. He's the sweetest and my friends have decided that I'm going to marry him one day because I may have swooned a little when the first thing he sang was a cover of Sparks Fly (AKA my FAVORITE Taylor Swift song).

Okay, enough about my life. Hope you enjoy the chapter and I will TRY to be more consistent, but I am in the process of writing a novel and wrapping up two other fics, so I can't make any promises.

As always, reviews are always wished for and cherished with all of my heart! :)

xxx, Elizabeth

Chapter Thirteen

You, you use your heart as a weapon, and it hurts like Heaven.

It had been two days since Kurt had seen Sebastian, but he already missed him terribly. He'd been spending quite a bit of his time thinking about his future lately—that is when he wasn't thinking solely about the green-eyed boy that he hoped would play a large role in it.

It was funny how all of his plans could change so drastically in such a short amount of time. Any previous desires he had to be a performer on Broadway or to live a lavish life in New York had dissolved. He was starting to realize just how much he would miss his home and his family if he just up and left the state at the end of the school year.

He decided he wanted to be a designer now. Maybe he would major in clothing design and minor in interior design just in case he had a change of heart. He could go to Penn State to get his degree—they already accepted him on scholarship—and if he was successful, he would have his own stores around the country and would be able to manage them from home.

Sebastian told him that he wanted to be a lawyer—probably so he could fight for marriage equality across the country. The two boys had been talking over the phone constantly since they said goodbye on the previous weekend. They decided that if they were to stay in Ohio, they wanted to be able to have a proper wedding still—you know, far off in the future. Not now. They weren't crazy like Finn and Rachel.

Sebastian would become an amazing lawyer and make ridiculous amounts of money, and together the boys would inherit the house that Kurt had already fallen in love with. The house with the white picket fence and the green shutters and the little rose garden out front.

They would adopt—or possibly hire a surrogate. Their children would be perfect—exactly how Kurt had described them to Sebastian.

Kurt was currently sitting in Glee waiting for their dismissal. His eyes flickered to Dave who was constantly checking the time on his phone. The pair was planning a visit to Dalton to see their boyfriends as soon as Glee let out, and Kurt was growing anxious.

That is, until he heard a hum begin to form. It got louder with each millisecond, and he looked around at his friends to see if they noticed it as well—just to make sure he wasn't going insane. The hum was distinct. He could probably recognize it anywhere. A similar look of recognition passed over Blaine and Dave's faces. No one else had been around the Warblers quite long enough to know that noise, but, to the three boys, it was a warning of a performance.

Kurt then heard something he was not expecting at all. The strum of a guitar. And the melody caused him to groan because only Bas would choose this song.

The sound of whistling weaved in with the strum of the guitar, and suddenly everyone in the room knew what song was about to be performed. Kurt could he laughs of approval and swore he heard Santana breathe out "wanky".

Jeff entered the room first. He was the one whistling as it turned out. Nick followed behind him, strumming his guitar with a devious smile on his face. He winked at Kurt right as Sebastian entered, followed by Landon and the other Warblers.

Kurt thanked some higher power that Mr. Schuester had decided to go home early. It was bad enough to have all of his friends witness this. Having Mr. Schue there on top of it all would have been downright mortifying.

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby

Let me know

Boy, I'm gonna show you how to do it

And we start real slow

You just put your lips together

And you come real close

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby

Here we go

Sebastian winked at Kurt as he sang. The other Warblers hummed a backup and mimicked the bass line as Nick continued to expertly strum the guitar and Jeff picked up whistling.

Kurt felt a blush steadily growing brighter and he had to laugh at the irony of the situation. Only moments ago, he was picturing his future with Sebastian. And now the same boy that he had been picturing studying to become a lawyer was standing in the middle of his high school choir room in front of at least twenty people whilst singing a song about a blow job of all things.

I'm betting you like people

And I'm betting you love freak mode

And I'm betting you like girls that give love to girls

And stroke your little ego

I bet I'm guilty, your honor

That's just how we live in my genre

Who in the hell done paved the road wider?

There's only one flo, and one rida

I'm a damn shame

Order more champagne, pull a damn hamstring

Tryna put it on ya

Bet your lips spin back around the corner

Slow it down baby, take a little longer

Sebastian's smirk stayed in place as he rapped the entire verse effortlessly. The other New Directions—even Blaine—seemed shocked to hear him rap, but Kurt barely batted an eye. He noticed Jeff send him a knowing look, causing the petite brunette to giggle—not many people besides those two knew about Sebastian's obsession with Nicki Minaj.

He narrowed his eyes at Sebastian as he began to move toward him. The taller boy held out his hand and smiled—he knew that that smile got Kurt to melt every time he used it.

Begrudgingly, Kurt took Sebastian's hand and walked with him back to the center of the room, easily picking up the dance moves they had arranged for the song.

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby

Let me know

Boy, I'm gonna show you how to do it

And we start real slow

You just put your lips together

And you come real close

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby

Here we go

Kurt laughed at the looks the other New Directions were shooting his way as he danced, and Sebastian's eyes didn't leave Kurt for even a second. He looked rather—determined.

It's like everywhere I go

My whistle ready to blow

Shorty don't even know

He can get anybody low

Permission not approved

It's okay, it's under control

Show me soprano, 'cause boy you can handle

Baby we start snagging, you come in part clothes

Boy, I'm losing my wing, my Bugatti the same road

Show me your perfect pitch

You got it, my banjo

Talented with your lips, like you blew out candles

So amusing

Now you can whistle with the music

Hope you ain't got no issue

You can do it

Give me the perfect picture

Never lose it

Sebastian danced around Kurt as he sang, his eyes starting to darken at the particularly promiscuous parts of the song. Kurt just smiled good naturedly and continued to dance with the other Warblers.

Whistle baby, whistle baby

Whistle baby, whistle baby

As the song ended, Sebastian grinned at Kurt, who slapped him on the arm in response—hard."Ow! What was that for?"

"I cannot believe you just did that!" Kurt spun on his heel to face his friends. "Finn, Sam, Rachel, Mercedes, and anyone else planning on coming to my house ever again, I will kill if my dad ever gets words that this ever happened. Consider yourselves warned."

Finn scratched his head. "What's the big deal? Isn't the song just about a whistle?"

Puck laughed loudly and clapped Finn on the back. "Dude, it's about him wanting someone to blow his whistle."

Brittany furrowed her brow and twirled a finger around her blonde curls. "I don't get it. What can't he blow his own whistle?"

Sam and Puck howled with laughter, but Santana just smiled sweetly and patted Brittany's arm. "Not that kind of whistle, baby."

Kurt could feel his face growing redder by the second. This was possibly the most awkward moment of his life.

Sebastian's smirk was still settled on his face as he watched understanding—followed quickly by disgust—settle on Finn's face. "Ew! Oh, God! I sang that in front of my mom!"

The tall Warbler laughed softly and walked up behind Kurt, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy and placing his chin on the boy's shoulder. Kurt immediately melted into the touch, but stiffened after a second. "No! No cuddles for you! I'm mad at you!" Kurt complained but didn't make a move to get out of Sebastian's arms.

"No you're not."

"How do you know?" Kurt asked, turning his head to face the taller boy.

"Because if you were mad, you would've pulled away from me by now. And you wouldn't be allowing me to do this. Sebastian leaned down slightly and captured Kurt's lips in a passionate kiss. Kurt smiled against the other boy's lips and turned the rest of his body to face Sebastian. He quickly allowed Sebastian's tongue gain access into his mouth and brought his hand up to tangle in the taller boy's chestnut hair.

Catcalls were coming from all directions, but Kurt could barely hear them as he became lost in the kiss. When he pulled away, he looked up to see Sebastian smiling softly at him. "I love you."

Kurt let out a long-winded sigh. "I love you, too, Bas."

Sebastian tightened his hold on Kurt's waist and moved closer to whisper in his ear, "You still mad at me?"

Kurt rolled his eyes but pulled Sebastian tighter against his chest. "Not really. Just kinda annoyed with your song choice." He let his forehead lean against Sebastian's as he looked into the boy's gorgeous green eyes.

Jeff walked over to the pair with a smile on his face. "Hey, Kurt. Think of it this way. At least it wasn't as bad as when Blaine serenaded that guy at the Gap with a song about sex toys in front of his boss."

Blaine groaned. "I heard that Jeffrey!" He was just starting to think that people were forgetting about that whole debacle.

Jeff just grinned at the boy still sitting on one of the platforms. "Oh, you know I love you, Blainers!"

"Whatever, Jeff," Blaine called back, seemingly annoyed.

Nick cocked an eyebrow. "Someone woke up and couldn't find his hair gel today."

Kurt shrugged. "I guess it makes sense. He's still single, yet he's the one that broke up with me. And he just watched his ex get a song about a blow job sung to him. Then said ex proceeded to make out with his current boyfriend in front of him."

Sebastian just chuckled. "Oops. I didn't really think about it that way." He didn't pull away even slightly, though. He wanted everyone to know that Kurt was his. If that hurt Blaine's feelings, so be it.

Jeff shook his head in mock disappointment. "You two should be ashamed of yourselves." He turned to his own boyfriend with a grin. "Nicky, I have a plan on getting Blainers to feel better!"

Nick's eyebrows shot up. "Threesome?"

"What? Ew, no. I'm not sharing you with anyone. Ever." Jeff gently hit Nick on the side of the head as he laughed at his boyfriend's odd assumption.

Nick seemed relieved, "Thank God. I don't wanna share you either, Jeffy." The brunette nuzzled his head against Jeff's neck similar to how a cat would. The blonde just smiled down at him and ruffled his hair.

"Anyways, my plan is to take Blainers out for a night. We'll take him dancing or something. He needs to find himself a rebound," the tall blonde said matter-of-factly.

Kurt laughed, "I think that really would be good for Blaine." The brunette wasn't quite sure how he really felt about Blaine starting to see other people because it was just weird to see him with someone other than him, but Kurt wanted Blaine to be happy like he was with Sebastian, so he welcomed the suggestion.

Sebastian tightened the arm he still had slung around Kurt's shoulders and smiled at how maturely his boyfriend was approaching this. It pained him to think that Kurt still loved Blaine, but he knew it was true—if only in a completely platonic way. "Good for you, babe."

Kurt smiled and cuddled into Sebastian's touch. "I just want him to be as happy as we are. You know?"

Sebastian turned to look at Blaine over his shoulder and smiled at the sad looking boy. "Yeah. Everyone deserves to be happy."

Kurt scanned the room. Warblers talking in a bunch off to one side of the room. Jeff and Nick holding hands. Landon and Dave enthralled in what seemed to be a very deep conversation. Finn and Rachel cuddling. Santana and Brittany with pinkies linked as they chatted. Rory and Sugar cuddling off in the corner. Puck and Quinn smiling as they looked at what was probably their newest picture of Beth. Mercedes entertaining Sam by listening to all of his ridiculous impressions. Mike and Tina whispering quietly to each other with sweet smiles on their faces. Joe and Artie talking about who knows what—probably why Joe found it necessary not to wear shoes.

And then there was Blaine. Sitting alone, looking wistfully around at all of the couples and groups of close friends that surrounded him. Kurt's face softened as he realized just how alone Blaine must feel sometimes. Sure, he had his guy friends, but they never were there to listen to him swooning over Ryan Gosling's new hair or the perfection of Chris Evans' eyes. Kurt had always been there for that. Now he didn't really have anyone. Especially when the girls were all busy with their boyfriends or each other.

Kurt slowly pulled away from Sebastian, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Bas, I need to do something really quick. I'll be right back. Okay?"

Sebastian nodded and watched as his boyfriend walked over to the small, sad boy. He trusted Kurt, and he did believe somewhere down inside that everyone deserved happiness.

Kurt hesitantly walked towards Blaine, smiling when the curly-haired boy looked up at him with big, round eyes. "Hey, stranger."

Blaine smiled sadly. "It sure feels like that lately."

Kurt frowned as he sat down next to the boy he once believed was the love of his life. "What do you mean?"

Blaine shook his head. "Just, I don't know. You seem so different. And you're dating Sebastian. Of all people. I still don't understand that at all, but I'm slowly beginning to accept it. I just—I feel like we don't know each other anymore."

Blaine sighed as he watched Kurt glance over at Sebastian. "You really love him, don't you?"
Kurt smiled and bit his lip. It wasn't as weird as he thought it would be to talk to Blaine after all this time.

"Darn, what gave me away?"

"The way you look at him. You looked at me like that once. But there's something extra there when you look at him. An extra sparkle in your eye. And your whole body relaxes just slightly. Little things like that that you probably don't even notice. You may forget that even though we aren't together, I can still read you like a book. You don't just lose that capability overnight."

Kurt smiled and set a hand gently on top of the smaller boy's. He was suddenly reminded of why he loved him so much before. "Blaine, I still love you, you know. Remember how we said we would try being friends one day? I kinda wanna try that now if that's okay with you."

Blaine smiled and twisted his hand, so he was holding Kurt's. "I'd like that." He squeezed the taller boy's hand, then released it. "But as your friend, I cannot believe you let him get away with singing that song to you."

Kurt chuckled, "The problem is Sebastian makes it impossible for me to be mad at him. He knows all my weaknesses. His smile gets me every damn time."

Blaine laughed. "It's still weird to think of you guys as a couple," he admitted. "You just seem so different. And you used to hate each other."

The corners of Kurt's lips turned upwards the way they always did when he talked about Sebastian, "We started talking when Dave was in the hospital. We bumped into each other a lot, so we decided it was worth something to try being civil around each other. And," Kurt hesitated, knowing this part might bother Blaine, "honestly, you breaking up with me brought us even closer. I called him one day, and he came over. We were watching movies and cuddling like we always did when we watched movies, but after a while I just broke down. It was the first time that Sebastian really saw me with all my walls down."

Blaine smiled because even though he sort of led Kurt to Sebastian, he was happy to see his friend so happy. He deserved it. "So what did he do? I can just see him freaking out at the sight of tears and making a run for it."

Kurt laughed. "You clearly don't know Sebastian very well. Dave's attempt really did change him. He's a lot more considerate now. And by that point, I was a good friend to him. When he noticed I was crying, he held me in his arms and soothed me out of my tears. When I was more stable, he played me a song on guitar. Rascal Flatts."

"He plays guitar? I didn't know that. What song was it?"

"My Wish. It was so sweet. He told me that was the day he realized he was in love with me." Kurt bit his lip, attempting to avoid the blush steadily growing on his cheeks. He was actually enjoying telling Blaine this. He missed having someone to talk to. Of course, he had Rachel and Mercedes, but they were both busy with their boyfriends most of the time. And Kurt felt kind of awkward around Mercedes now since Sam was his best friend, and the couple seemed to fight too much for it to be healthy. He had Sam, too, but the boy could only understand to a certain extent since he was straight and all.

Blaine laughed. "Who would've guessed Smythe would be such a softy!"

Sebastian glanced over when he heard his name, and decided it was time for him to intervene. Right as he was walking towards them, he heard Kurt's response, "Not me, but I'm glad he is. Bas is seriously the sweetest. And, to be completely honest, I could see myself being with him forever," and he practically melted.

"Forever, huh? I don't know, babe. Sounds like a long time," he teased.

Kurt smiled sweetly and reached out to grab Sebastian's hand. It was becoming a reflex. "It is a long time. But I can't imagine spending it with anyone else."

And now Sebastian really was melting. Especially when he looked down and was met with those gorgeous blue eyes. So he did the only logical thing he could, and he kissed Kurt softly on the forehead. "I love you, baby."

Kurt just grinned and kissed him chastely on the lips. "I love you, too, Bas."

A thought suddenly occurred to Sebastian. "Oh! Babe! Are we still on for this weekend?"

Kurt nodded with a smile. "Yes. Yes we are."

"What's this weekend?" Blaine asked, seemingly confused.

Kurt giggled as he remembered the first time Blaine met his dad as his boyfriend. It was extremely awkward, and his father had made a point to ask what exactly Blaine's intentions were when he urged him to help Kurt learn about sex. "He's meeting my dad."

Blaine shot Sebastian a sympathetic look. "Good luck, dude. I can honestly say it was a disaster for me."
Sebastian grinned, "Luckily, I have a lot of practice at looking good for adults since my dad's a politician. I'm sure it'll be fine."

Blaine smirked. "Sure you'll still be fine when Burt shows you his gun collection and points out exactly which gun he will use and where he will shoot you with it if he hears that you've hurt Kurt in any way?"

Sebastian's smirk faltered at that. "Where does he aim it?"

Kurt laughed. "Where do you think?"

Blaine smirked, "And remember, the man has amazing aim. He goes to shooting practice regularly."

Kurt nodded in agreement. "He never misses!"

Sebastian grinned and squeezed Kurt's hand, "I'll just make sure to never hurt you then."


Whistle- Flo Rida