A/N: I had to write this. It wouldn't leave my brain! This was originally a one-shot but I'm turning into a ficlet. It won't be a long story at all. It'll have anywhere from 5-10 chapters and they will all be really short in length. I hope you all like it. :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing other than the imagination behind this plot.

"You are such a sap." Sebastian complained as Kurt visibly swooned over Jack Dawson.

"Ignoring you." Kurt replied, a faint smile on his face.

"Why, because you know I'm right?" Sebastian quipped.

"No, because you don't have a romantic bone in your body." Kurt said. "The homeless guy down the street is more romantic than you."

Sebastian shook his head and scoffed. "You mean Stinky Stevie? You just like him because he calls you sweetheart."

"He calls everybody sweetheart." Kurt corrected. "Except you. He calls you Assbastian."

"Yeah, because I have a nice ass." Sebastian replied smugly.

"You keep telling yourself that." Kurt scoffed. "What is your issue with romance movies anyway? You bitch every time we watch one. Are you upset that you don't have the capabilities to be so sweet or are you just jealous that everyone else in the world is falling in love while you get your cock sucked by some poor, helpless fool?"

"My conquests are neither poor nor helpless. I only let high quality sluts blow me." Sebastian replied, making Kurt roll his eyes. "You know the reason you're single is because of movies like this, right?"

Kurt quirked an eyebrow as he turned to look at Sebastian. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You have unrealistic expectations about how love works because you're filling your head with this crap. Shit like this doesn't happen in real life."

"I do not have unrealistic expectations. There's nothing wrong with wanting to be romanced." Kurt argued, clearly offended. "And you wouldn't know romance if it slapped you in the face. You have no room to talk."

"Oh please. There's no such thing as romance, Kurt." Sebastian retorted just as Jack and Rose shared their first kiss. "Like this scene. It's scenes like this that make people think that kissing is wonderful and amazing." He scoffed. "It's not. Kissing is just the first step to fucking."

"Maybe the whores you kiss just don't know how to do it right." Kurt quipped.

"They don't need to know how to kiss. They just need to know how blow me." Sebastian smirked.

Kurt grabbed the remote, paused the movie, and turned his full attention to Sebastian. "Are you seriously telling me that kissing means nothing to you?"

"Why would it? There's nothing special about kissing." Sebastian said seriously.

"Everything is special about kissing!" Kurt exclaimed.

"I've kissed way more guys than you. Trust me, there's nothing special." Sebastian said.

"I'm legitimately sad for you, Smythe." Kurt said, shaking his head. "You've obviously never been truly kissed."

"Do you honestly believe that there's something special about kissing?" Sebastian questioned. "What am I saying? Of course you do. Just like you believe that the simple brush of fingertips is sexy." Kurt glared at him for a moment before swinging his leg over Sebastian's lap and straddling him. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Proving to you that kissing is special." Kurt replied firmly.

"If you wanted in my pants, all you had to do was say so, Hummel." Sebastian teased.

Despite his annoyance, Kurt's face softened. "Stop talking, Sebastian." He said just above a whisper, his eyes locked with Sebastian's.

Kurt brought his hand up to Sebastian's cheek, lightly caressing it. Sebastian was suddenly captivated by Kurt's gentleness, unable to look away. Kurt smiled softly as he grazed his thumb over Sebastian's lower lip. He cupped Sebastian's face and let his thumb stroke Sebastian's jaw. He kept his gaze soft yet determined as he slowly leaned in. Sebastian's breath hitched as Kurt's face got closer to his, but he didn't move away. He closed his eyes and waited for Kurt to kiss him, missing the satisfied grin that spread across Kurt's face. Kurt closed his own eyes as his lips barely grazed Sebastian's. He kissed his best friend tenderly for only a short moment before parting.

"You're right. There's absolutely nothing special about kissing." Kurt whispered against Sebastian's lips before getting off Sebastian's lap and taking his seat on the couch. He grabbed the remote and pressed play, ignoring the unexpected thrill he got from kissing Sebastian. Sebastian sat there in a daze, his heart beating erratically. He didn't say anything for the rest of the movie.

A/N: Yeah so, there's that. I hope you liked it. :)