Chapter 16: Chapter 16
Chapter by KurtbastianAlwaysSummary: first date
Notes: Thank you to my fanfic queen Frankie for her love and editing skills.
Thanks to my dear friend Rachel for urging me out of my funk.
Sorry for the delay with this chapter. Depression sucks.
I hope you enjoy it.
Sebastian pecked Kurt's lips and reluctantly released his hand as they stepped from the elevator.
"The Internet cafe is through there…" Sebastian pointed to the right. "Meet me in the bar when you've finished Skyping your dad, babe, then we can have dinner."
Kurt nodded, turning to leave.
Sebastian gripped his forearm lightly.
"Don't be too long," he pouted.
"Clingy bitch, aren't you?" Kurt teased, secretly loving the attention.
"You're mine now," Sebastian growled possessively.
Kurt smirked.
"I like the sound of that."
He kissed Sebastian softly and headed to the Internet cafe. Sebastian gazed longingly after Kurt as he left to use the computers, then headed to the bar to get himself an iced tea.
Kurt purchased some Internet credit from the attendant, and chose the computer in the far corner to sit and Skype his dad. He had texted his dad before leaving his hotel room so he was waiting when Kurt dialed. Kurt smiled when his dad's face appeared on the screen.
"Hey, kiddo. You're dressed up," Burt observed, proudly admiring how smart his son looked in his suit. "Special occasion?"
"Just dinner."
Burt wasn't convinced, but didn't push.
"Are you enjoying your vacation?"
Kurt nodded.
"It's had its moments. I'm looking forward to returning home. The humidity here is a bit much."
"We'd love to see you, Kurt," Burt said. "Why don't you come stay for a bit while you're getting back on your feet? A couple of nights in your own bed and a few of Carole's home cooked meals and you'll be as good as new."
Kurt smiled sadly. He loved his dad, but his bed and life were in New York now.
"As amazing as that sounds, Dad, it might have to wait until Thanksgiving, if that's okay. It's time for me to stop running and get back to my job and my life in the city."
"If you're sure, kiddo." Burt sighed. "Just remember, we're here if you need anything."
"I know…" Kurt nodded, "but really, I'm doing okay. I've kinda started seeing
Sebastian. It's only new and nothing serious yet. He's been very supportive though, and we are having fun."
Burt grinned at Kurt's shy smile.
"You seem kinda smitten with this guy, Kurt. Things are definitely over with Blaine then?"
Kurt nodded.
"Definitely," he confirmed.
"Ok, well, Carole and I will be visiting Washington later this month. How about we come and spend a weekend with you in New York on our way home? Maybe meet Sebastian?" Burt suggested.
"I'd love that, Dad," Kurt beamed.
At that moment, Carole appeared on the screen behind Burt.
"Hello, sweetheart." She waved and smiled. "How are you holding up?"
Kurt waved back.
"I'm hanging in there. It's beautiful here."
Kurt continued talking, telling his parents about his trip so far, skipping the parts that might worry them, like his new tattoo and his altercation with Lucas. Carole and Burt were both pleased that Kurt seemed content and well.
"We just want you to be happy, kiddo."
"Me too," Kurt admitted, his mind wandering to thoughts of Sebastian as he checked his watch. "My Internet credit is about to run out, Dad. I better go."
"Okay, kiddo. We love you."
Kurt was about to reply when he lost signal and the call dropped out. He sighed, getting up from his seat. He exited the Internet café, preoccupied, slouching and looking downward as he contemplated his future. He knew he had to return to New York and face his friends after abandoning his wedding, but the idea of doing it was rather daunting. He could just imagine all the awful things Santana was going to say, especially about Sebastian. Not to mention all the wedding gifts he'd have to return and all the apologies he'd have to deliver.
Lost in thought, Kurt groaned, then startled as he literally ran head on into another body.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled before looking up and realizing that the person he'd collided with was Blaine.
"No harm done." Blaine smiled sadly, discretely admiring Kurt in his formal attire.
"Oh! It's you!" Kurt sounded annoyed as he took a step back. He noticed that Blaine was pulling a suitcase behind him. Kurt eyed it curiously.
"I'm going home. I screwed up coming here. I thought I could win you back, but I can see you've moved on," Blaine explained."I hope Sebastian makes you happy," he lied, a single tear rolling down his cheek. Blaine wiped it away quickly. "You know how to contact me, Kurt, if you change your mind."
Kurt shook his head.
Blaine nodded.
"See you, Kurt." Blaine leaned forward to kiss Kurt's cheek, but Kurt pulled back, putting a hand up defensively.
"Goodbye, Blaine," he muttered coldly.
Blaine flinched.
"We said we'd never say goodbye to each other."
"Things change." Kurt sighed heavily.
Blaine stepped away, defeated, holding back all the things he wanted to say as he headed towards reception to check out. He turned to look at Kurt, but Kurt was already joining Sebastian at the bar. Blaine cringed as he saw them exchange smiles, then kisses. As much as it hurt to admit, Blaine had to acknowledge that together, in practically matching suits, Kurt and Sebastian did make an attractive couple.
Blaine sighed jealously.
"I love you, Kurt. I'm so sorry," he whispered to himself.
While his check out was being completed, he watched the happy couple. They sat close, sipping their drinks, holding hands, and giggling as they chatted.
Occasionally, Sebastian would lean over and kiss Kurt, and Kurt would blush like a school girl in response.
Blaine gritted his teeth in anger. That should have been him with Kurt, not that snarky meerkat bastard. Blaine knew there was nothing he could do about that right now, so he had to let them have their little vacation fling. As he exited the hotel and climbed into a tuk tuk, he pledged to himself that once Kurt got home, Kurt would be his again. Kurt may be unwilling to acknowledge it right now, but Blaine knew they belonged together. There would be a Klaine wedding, of that Blaine was certain.
Weddings were the last thing on Sebastian's mind as he finished his beverage and took Kurt's hand. He escorted Kurt across the lobby, and they took the elevator to the first floor. The doors opened, revealing an elegantly decorated restaurant. Candles and delicate floral arrangements decorated each of the linen covered tables. Kurt admired the crystal glassware as he and Sebastian were quickly escorted to the establishment's best table. It sat by a window overlooking the ocean. Kurt blushed lightly in delight, and the impeccably dressed waitress nodded in approval when Sebastian pulled Kurt's chair out for him before sitting down.
Both men placed their cloth napkins in their laps before Sebastian referred to the wine list.
"I think we'll have champagne," he suggested, looking to Kurt for approval.
Kurt nodded happily.
"That sounds lovely. Very romantic, but are you sure you want to drink again so soon?"
"Ehhh," Sebastian waved his hand in the air nonchalantly. "It will take a lot more than that to slow me down."
Kurt laughed, turning to the waitress.
"Your best champagne, please."
The waitress took their room number, gave them their menus, and went to collect their champagne.
Sebastian grinned at Kurt.
"I hope you realize I'm considering this our first date. You look incredible, by the way. Good enough to eat, which I might just do later."
Kurt blushed.
"Behave, Bas! This is a nice restaurant and I've already been kicked out of one hotel this trip. Thank you, though. You look hot, too. Your green tie really brings out your pretty eyes."
Sebastian smiled and Kurt smiled back.
"So if this is a date, does that mean you're expecting me to put out after?" Kurt wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Sebastian chuckled, gasping in mock horror.
"Kurt? Sex on a first date? Oh my! What kind of floozy do you think I am?"
Kurt laughed.
"I know exactly what kind of floozy you are, Mr. Smythe," Kurt flirted. "My kind!"
Sebastian nodded, smirking as the waitress returned with the champagne and took their orders. They chose a selection of finger foods, including spring rolls, fish cakes, and coconut king prawns, and a seafood platter for two with a green mango salad.
"I don't know if I'm allowed to ask this, but what did Blaine say in the lobby?" Sebastian asked.
Kurt sighed, grimacing at the mention of his ex's name.
"He's going home. He said he hopes you'll make me happy."
"I'll certainly try." Sebastian reached across the table, squeezing Kurt's hand affectionately.
"You're off to a perfect start," Kurt reassured him. "It's been an amazing day, and I'm having a great night so far."
"Me too," Sebastian agreed.
They sat, holding hands in comfortable silence, sipping their champagne and admiring the ocean view until their entree arrived.
"This looks so good," Kurt observed, offering the dish to Sebastian.
Bas selected a fish cake, dipping it in chili sauce before taking a bite.
"Mmmm, delicious," he moaned.
They ate slowly, enjoying each other's company.
"I just realized I don't even know where in New York you live. How will we be able to fornicate New York style if I can't find you?"
Kurt giggled.
"New York style?"
"I let you stay the night, and throw in coffee and bagels the morning after," Sebastian joked.
"And who says chivalry is dead?" Kurt teased.
"Seriously though, where do you live?" Sebastian questioned.
"Honestly, I'm not sure." Kurt scrunched his face.
Sebastian looked at him, confused.
"I've been living in a loft in Bushwick with Rachel and Santana, but Blaine and I signed a lease on a shoe box on the Lower East Side. We were supposed to move in next week as husbands, but now...I guess I haven't really thought about my living situation," Kurt mused.
"I'm sorry."
Kurt shrugged.
"It was a crappy apartment anyway. It looked straight out onto a brick wall on one side."
Sebastian laughed.
"Will the girls let you stay at the loft?"
"Until I can find something better, but I'll still have the lease to deal with."
Kurt suddenly felt stressed, annoyed that everything had gone so wrong.
"My dad's a state attorney. Property law isn't really his specialty, but I can get his advice when I get back to New York, if that would help," Sebastian offered.
"I'd really appreciate that," Kurt gushed. "What about you? Where are you going to live?"
"In an ideal world, I'd go home kick that motherfucker Zach and his slut out of the apartment and live there happily ever after, but he did live there first so I doubt it's going to be that simple. I'll probably stay in a hotel until I can find something."
Kurt nodded, an unorthodox idea quickly coming to him.
"This might sound totally crazy," he piped up as Sebastian began to play footsies with him under the table, "but...what if we got a place together?"
Sebastian swallowed hard.
"Babe?"
"I don't mean live together, live together. I mean we could just share an apartment. You would have your bedroom, I'd have mine, and we'd share the rent."
"Hmm, I dunno, Kurt…" Sebastian sounded hesitant.
"No, of course. You're right." Kurt sounded deflated. "It's a stupid idea. We aren't even friends."
"We are too friends!" Sebastian corrected Kurt. "This is our first real date, and considering our shower earlier I was under the impression that we were sort of boyfriends. You said you wanted that, didn't you? I know I do." Kurt was about to reply when the waitress arrived. They watched her as she refilled their glasses and cleared their entree plates. They thanked her politely. She returned quickly with their seafood platter and salad.
"Oh my! Look at this lobster, and the crab...and all these giant shrimp!" Kurt exclaimed. "We will never eat all this."
Sebastian peeled a shrimp and fed it to Kurt.
"Focus, Kurt," he reminded him anxiously. "You didn't answer my question."
Kurt swallowed his mouthful before replying
"Yes, Bas. Of course, yes, you goofball."
Sebastian beamed, picking up his glass.
"This calls for a toast then."
Kurt nodded, raising his champagne and clinking his glass against Sebastian's.
"To my boyfriend."
"And to my boyfriend." Sebastian confirmed with a smile glued to his face. He leaned across the table. Kurt met him half way and they kissed tenderly. Watching them from the across the room, the waitress smiled. Charmed by the adorable couple, she sent a complimentary bottle of champagne to their room.
The men took their time eating, giggling happily as they talked and fed each other. Much to Kurt's surprise, there was nothing left over when they finished.
"Guess I was hungrier than I thought," he observed.
"I ate way more than you," Sebastian corrected.
"Yeah, you are kind of a pig," Kurt teased.
Sebastian kicked his shin softly under the table.
"Nasty bitch! Next you'll say I still smell like Craigslist," he quipped.
"Nah," Kurt laughed, rubbing his other foot against his shin. "You actually smell really good."
"Thanks, hun." Sebastian swallowed down the last of his champagne. "Shall we go, Mr. Hummel?"
Kurt nodded, placing his napkin on the table before standing and offering his new boyfriend his hand.
"Let's go, boyfriend."
A little tipsy from the champagne, they both giggled as Sebastian took Kurt's hand and pecked his lips.
They thanked their waitress, leaving her a tip even though the meal was complimentary because of the housemaid's security breach the night before.
Together, Kurt and Sebastian stepped into the empty elevator. Kurt pressed the button for the eleventh floor as Sebastian wrapped his arms around him from behind, pulling Kurt's back flush against his chest. Kurt moaned as Sebastian nibbled behind his ear and began to undo his belt, brushing his hand purposefully over Kurt's growing bulge. He turned in Sebastian's arms, kissing him hungrily as Sebastian reached forward, pressing the stop button.
"Bas!" Kurt gasped as the elevator jolted. "You're so lucky this elevator isn't alarmed like the ones at home!"
"Shhhh." Sebastian placed a finger to Kurt's lips before opening Kurt's pants and dropping to his knees.
He looked up at Kurt, smirking.
"Commando, babe? You naughty boy!" he exclaimed, obviously aroused.
Kurt giggled as Sebastian eyed him, licking his lips.
"Mmm, yes!" Sebastian moaned admiring Kurt's generous cock.
"Look at my boyfriend. Just like I said at dinner...good enough to eat!"