"Well I'll be damned. You really are here," Kurt heard. Whatever sleepy haze that was trying to takeover before was gone. He felt chills running down his back and every last one of his defenses go up.
'Okay, ignore him, and maybe he'll go away,' Kurt thought as he seemed to focus more of his attention to the line he was standing in.
"Craigslist," Kurt let slip out. His hand flew over his mouth but was all too late and groaned as none other than Sebastian Smythe came into view next to him in the coffee line.
"What up, Gayface?" Sebastian said patting Kurt's shoulder.
"What do you want?" Kurt whined. It was three in the morning and he was in a crowded airport. Politeness be damned at this point, Kurt was tired and needed coffee.
"People to acknowledge that Pluto is a planet, for people to stop shouting YOLO every time they're about to do something they think is awesome but is actually stupid, for-" Sebastian listed.
"What?" Kurt asked.
"You said 'what do I want'," Sebastian shrugged.
"Smartass," Kurt grumbled as they reached the counter.
"One caramel macchiato and a low fat mocha. Both venti," Sebastian said.
Kurt came to a halt. He had to replay the words in his mind and finally the question formed.
"You know my coffee order?" Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow.
"As many times as we bumped heads at the Lima Bean, it'd be impossible not to know," Sebastian shrugged as he paid and waited for the orders to be filled.
"…Thank you," Kurt said.
"Anytime," Sebastian said.
"Be careful what you say, I might hold you to it, Smythe," Kurt said.
The barista gave Sebastian the orders and handed Kurt his order. They began walking to the waiting area for their flights.
"Can't wait. Question," Sebastian said turning to Kurt and looking him up and down, "How come you and your hobbit aren't texting each other? I thought for sure you two would be texting each other how long until you arr-"
"We're not together anymore," Kurt said flatly.
This statement caught Sebastian in mid sip, making him almost do a spit take, but he held it back, resulting in him choking. Kurt smacked him back a few times, and two extras just for the hell of it.
"I'm sorry, but you have to understand that was like… it was… I thought you guys were the forever couple. You know domestic and together and junk like that," Sebastian said.
"Hey, I held up my end of the bargain. Not once have I cheated, and I know that you know how tempting it is in this city," Kurt said.
"He CHEATED?!" Sebastian choked again. He pulled himself together before Kurt could slap his back again.
"Basically. He said he needed me and I wasn't there, and that he had needs and was tempted." Kurt chuckled bitterly "Please… Like I haven't been tempted. I work at fucking Vogue. You know how many fuckable and beyond fuckable guys work there that want to fuck me. A lot," Kurt said shaking his head and taking a large gulp of coffee.
"He doesn't know how cheating works," Sebastian said shaking his head and chuckling.
"What?" Kurt asked venomously, not wanting to put up with bull shit. The coffee obviously didn't kick in yet.
"In a relationship, if you're going to cheat, you better be the good looking one. You can't cheat and be the non-good-looking one. That just doesn't work that way," Sebastian explained.
"… Did you just call me good looking?" Kurt asked.
"In that relationship, yes, but if you were with someone one like me," Sebastian said pointing at himself, "You'd have no business cheating, but then again, if you were with me, why would you cheat? Look at me."
"Because I don't mate outside my species," Kurt said with a smirk as he sipped his coffee.
"Ha ha ha, good one, gayface," Sebastian said sarcastically.
"I try," Kurt smiled, "What time is your flight anyways? Must be close since you're not nailing some random twink in the bathroom."
"It's at four. What about you? Pretty sure you have time to change your tampon before flight," Sebastian said.
"Four, you craigslist-smelling-disney-prince-haircut-having-meerkat-looking-pompous-sounding f-"
"Now boarding the 4:00 to Lima, business class passengers," the woman over the intercom said.
"That's me," the boys said simultaneously but halted. They eyed each other.
"After you," Sebastian said.
"Such a gentleman," Kurt said walking forward with Sebastian walking beside him. Sebastian took the time to take a good look at Kurt. He'd changed greatly. He wasn't dressed as effeminate as Sebastian remembered. He was wearing a white button up shirt with a black tie and black cardigan over it. One thing didn't change that Sebastian noticed: those skin tight jeans and black leather boots that wrapped around his claves like a second skin. Kurt was carrying his pea coat over his shoulder. Sebastian had to lick his lips and look forward.
"Thought you were going to stare another hole into my ass," Kurt smirked, eyes forward.
"I'll admit to a glorious ass when I see one," Sebastian nodded as he gave Kurt's ass one firm smack. Kurt's breath hitched.
"Be careful what you wish for, Smythe," Kurt said as they reached the line.
"Maybe I'm hoping I just might get it," Sebastian smirked.
"So why on Earth are you going to Lima?" Kurt finally asked.
"That's where my parents are. They said they liked it there for some reason and decided to stay, so here I am," Sebastian said still playing a game on his phone. Kurt was reading a thick book. When Sebastian side glanced, he noticed which series it was.
"Harry Potter…? How old are we?" Sebastian chuckled.
"It's in French," Kurt shot back and looking away momentarily to stick his tongue out at Sebastian.
"Quelle age a tu?" Sebastian asked.
"You're just mad because Harry is more awesome than you," Kurt said turning the page.
There was a pause.
"How gay was he for Draco?" Sebastian asked.
"So very," Kurt said closing the book and turning to Sebastian.
They engaged in a conversation circulating around the characters and various relationships with each other.
"It pissed me off to no end when they said Luna ended up with some other guy and not Neville. Neville finally grew a pair and started getting all brave and hot, and still gets the short end of the stick," Sebastian said.
"Yeah… Neville… hot," Kurt murmured as he finally caved in and fell down for the count onto Sebastian's shoulder. Sebastian jumped a little, but let it happen. His eyes lingered over Kurt's features. They were so soft, but not as effeminate as Sebastian remembered. What stuck out the most were his pink lips that were slightly parted at the moment and his lightly blushing cheeks. His long chestnut brown eyelashes fluttered on his cheek and perfectly landscaped eyebrows furrowed.
'He's having a nightmare?' Sebastian wondered. Kurt drew his bottom lip between his teeth. Sebastian was shocked to see how sharp his canines were, but that was beyond the point. Sebastian was trying to analyze Kurt and try to figure out what was going through that head of his.
"faster…" Kurt panted under his breath shallowly as his legs began to come together. Sebastian took a sharp breath in through his nose when he figured out what was going on. It was far from a nightmare.
Sebastian looked left and right to see that most everyone was either asleep or listening to music or both and the attendants already made their last rounds. That's when he let out a series of chuckles and snickers. This seriously couldn't get any better… that is until Sebastian caught an idea.
He fished his phone out of his pocket and held it to Kurt. Sebastian may have turned over a new leaf, but anyone could blackmail.
Kurt's breathing hitched and came in rapid pants and soft moans and mewls that were barely audible. Sebastian had to give it his all to suit shaking with laughter to get a good reading on Kurt's voice.
"Fuck…" Kurt sighed out wantonly as his body gave one big jerk. Sebastian had to check the guy next to him wasn't awake. He wasn't.
Sebastian withdrew his phone and saved the audio file with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Something told him he'd be spending much of his break with a certain Hummel.
"Hey wake up, we're about to land," Sebastian said gently shaking Kurt awake as he finally pulled himself together thirty minutes later.
"Mmm?" Kurt hummed as he sat up and began to stretch, but stopped midway when he moved his hips. Sebastian was pretending to read a magazine, but was watching Kurt from his side view. He took note of the deep red colour that now constituted the countertenor's face and neck. The mortified expression added to flames. It took every shred of self-control for Sebastian to not double over in a fit of laughter.
"Stretched enough there, Princess?" Sebastian said.
Kurt wordlessly retreated back down and twiddled his thumbs.
As they unloaded (no pun intended) from the plane and entered the lobby, Kurt was about to sit, but halted halfway down.
"What's wrong?" Sebastian asked, trying not to smirk.
"W-wha?" Kurt said still blushing furiously. Sebastian was afraid the little guy would have a nosebleed by now.
"I mean why're you sitting?" Sebastian said.
"O-oh. Waiting on my cab," Kurt said.
"Well, why don't you just come with me? You do have all your baggage, right?" Sebastian questioned.
"Yep, let's go," Kurt said speeding off with Sebastian who called a taxi a head of time and was waiting outside. They found the taxi and got in. Kurt insisted that Sebastian go in first. Sebastian complied as he told the cabbie the addresses.
Sebastian looked toward Kurt who was looking out of the window? His hips were subtly moving, trying to find a comfortable spot.
'Just how much did he let loose?' Sebastian's inner voice laughed.
Sebastian turned to the cabbie, who was on the phone, and took this opportunity.
"Hey, Kurt, I have a new ringtone I'd like for you to hear," Sebastian said plugging his headphones in his phone and passing Kurt one ear bud while he put the other in the corresponding ear.
"Whatever floats your boat, Smythe," Kurt said putting the bud in.
Sebastian smirked and hit play. He looked at Kurt, doing nothing to hide his smirk. Kurt looked confused at first, but then gasped and turned red. When he lunged for the phone, Sebastian held it out of his reach.
"Give it here, Craigslist," Kurt said in what was supposed to be a threatening growl, but came about a little embarrassed.
"Why on Earth would I do that? You know, I think that's the best song I've heard you sing thus far," Sebastian said.
"Give it," Kurt pouted, not really putting up a fight.
"Mmm, no," Sebastian said locking his phone and shoving it in his back pocket.
Kurt huffed. 'Think… how I get him to… DUH!'
Kurt turned to Sebastian and slid a hand on the side of his neck.
"Sebastian," Kurt purred in a sing song voice.
"Yo," Sebastian said nonchalantly, know full and well what Kurt was trying to do.
"Can you please, pretty please, erase it?" Kurt said.
"Maybe, let's talk about it over coffee tomorrow," Sebastian said winking at Kurt who blushed furiously.
"Lima Bean four tomorrow," Kurt said still pouting.
"Sounds great," Sebastian smirked as they pulled up to Kurt's house.
Looks like Sebastian has some halls to be decking this holiday lol. Hey you guys. Tis me and my story for the holidays. Now, I'm gonna dial it back to thanksgiving, but trust me, it will get to Christmas by the time Christmas is here. Hope you guys like so far.
~happy fxxking birthday sweeti 3