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Puck wasn’t sure what possessed him to tell Kurt to come down to his room, but it was happening. He was still really confused about how he felt about everything, but all he knew was that being around Kurt made him feel good at not super stressed out and depressed like he was almost any other time. The other boy put him at ease, listened to his bull shit and didn’t judge him for it, and made him smile when he didn’t want to. He didn’t get it at all, but he wasn’t going to let someone like that slip away from him. He opened the door to his room and laid back down in his bed, aimlessly scrolling through his phone as he waited for Kurt.

Kurt had no idea what was going on. One moment he was innocently talking to Puck and tentatively making plans to hang out. The next, he was going to be laying in bed with Puck….? How? Why? Was this real life, or was he on laughing gas from a dentist visit? Upon finding out about his plans for the night, Kurt quickly gathered his homework and put it in the bottom shelf of the desk. When he was done with that, he opened his “ears’ case” and put in his hearing aids, then ran out the room. What was even going to happen tonight? Were they going to just lay in bed, or were they going to start dating? Did Puck even see him like that, or was laying in bed completely innocent to the slightly older (by six months!) guy? Would they regret laying in bed together? Kurt quickly brushed that idea out of his mind. It was just laying together. What was the worst that could happen? He was allowed to enjoy one moment to himself! Getting to the elevator, he pressed the down button, and as he waited he caught his reflection in the elevator doors. Oh god…he was wearing navy pajama bottoms with a black robe! Gross! That was not…no. Puck was totally going to judge his utter fashion don’t! The elevator doors opened immediately, as if they were only waiting for Kurt to realize how bad he looked, and Kurt got in and pressed the button to go to the first floor. It was now or never. He and Puck were going to lay in bed together, and Kurt couldn’t help the grin on his face regarding it. Maybe it would go really well, and they’d both admit having feelings for each other and would become some sort of amazing couple. Maybe Kurt could introduce Puck to his dad if his father came to visit for a weekend, or Puck could come back with him and Finn for a vacation sometime…When the door opened up again, Kurt got out and made his way to Puck’s dorm room. The fact it was open made things a lot easier, but after taking a few steps in Kurt realized he had forgotten to brush his teeth. He quickly put his hand up to his mouth and breathed, then smelled….alright, his breath was alright. “Hey” He said as he walked to Puck’s bed, tentative about if he should just get in bed with him or if they should have small talk first

Puck instantly set his phone down when he saw Kurt come through the door, smiling just at the sight of him. It was crazy how just being around him made him instantly feel better. “Hey,” he said to him, sliding over a little on his bed. Not that there was much room anyway. The bed was just a little larger than a twin, and Puck took up most of it. He hadn’t really thought about that when he invited Kurt down. He didn’t even know why he would invite someone to just ‘lay in bed’ with him. It seemed kind of weird now that he thought about it, but Kurt showed up, didn’t he? He must not have thought it was that strange. He patted the bed next to him. “Lay down.”

Kurt watched Puck set his phone down, and smiled. He had Puck’s full attention. That right there was promising…just him and Puck. God. This was way too good to be true. He saw Puck’s mouth move, but didn’t catch what was said. As Puck motioned for Kurt to lay down and spoke, Kurt caught the ‘lay, and the ‘ow’, and was able to fill in the rest. “Lay down” He repeated, signing it for Puck. He knew Puck would at least be able to remember ‘down’, since it was just pointing down. Furrowing his eyebrows, he spoke again to himself. “Lay down…” He couldn’t hear anything…had he really forgotten to turn on his hearing aids!? After reaching behind his ear and taking a second to turn the aid on, then repeating on the other side, he took off his slippers and joined Puck in bed. Unsure of what to say or do now, he just looked at Puck, unable to wipe the smile off his face

Puck kept his eyes on Kurt. It looked like he was trying to figure out what he was saying, but Puck didn’t think he could be any more clear, plus he was looking right at him. He raised an eyebrow, just watching him, and then trying his best to repeat the sign that Kurt was showing him. He did it a couple times before finally understanding, repeating it correctly again. But then he saw Kurt grabbing at his ears and it all started making sense. Puck propped himself up on his elbow, his chin resting in his hand as he looked at Kurt. That smile was really contagious, though Puck was doing his best to hold back a huge smile. “How are you?” he asked, looking right at Kurt’s face that was really only a few inches from him.

Kurt could tell Puck was trying not to smile, and it only made Kurt smile even more. “I’m good” Kurt responded. “What about you?” He wanted to get closer to Puck, snuggle up against him and talk with their eyes closed and their bodies pressed against each other. There were two issues with this though. The first was that, no, that was never going to happen and Kurt needed to stop dreaming. Puck wouldn’t want to do that with him. Ever. The second issue was that Kurt couldn’t talk to Puck if they did that. So he had to settle for just laying close to him instead.

Puck smiled at that, shrugging his shoulders lightly. “I’m pretty good. Bored, though. Thanks for hanging out,” he said, the smile finally creeping across his face. He didn’t really know what to do right now. His instinct was like it was any time he had someone in his bed. He wanted to like, touch Kurt (not in a weird way). He wanted to grab his hand or put his arm around him or something, but he was finally cool with Kurt again. He didn’t want him running out of there or something. He’d given him enough reasons to hate him since they met and he hadn’t yet, so he didn’t wanna screw this up.

Kurt sighed contently without realizing it, still staring at Puck. "Of course. Thanks for inviting me" Kurt responded before finally giving into his urges and cuddling against the other guy a little bit. He closed his eyes, relaxing and enjoying the moment. They did come to relax, after all, so Puck wouldn't find it weird. Would he?

Puck was a little bit surprised when Kurt suddenly was moving closer and nuzzling into him, but after the brief moment of shock, he was actually instantly at ease. This wasn't good at all. Any time he let himself get any sort of affectionate with anyone, it never ended well. But all he wanted to do right now was just hold him in relax, so he found himself giving in. He wrapped one of his arms around Kurt and pulled him in a little closer to him before closing his eyes.

Kurt continued to rest against Puck for several moments. It had been a long time since Kurt had felt this way with a person, but it felt comfortable and like they had done it before. He didnt allow himself to think about anything, or process his emotions. The only thing he did let himself feel was Puck's body against his. But slowly the thoughts crept up. What did this mean? What did Kurt mean to Puck? What did Puck mean to Kurt? Was this a one time thing? Did Puck expect to do more than cuddle? Did Puck know what he expected? How much did he like guys anyways, if he wasn't actually gay? Kurt sat up slowly so he was sitting on his legs, facing towards the headboard and looking at Puck. "We should probably talk about this" Kurt finally said

Puck couldn't remember the last time he felt so at ease. He always felt like he was going crazy, like his mind was moving at a ridiculous speed as a million thoughts ran through his head. He was starting to think that he was never going to be able to relax again. But laying here like this with Kurt finally let him feel peaceful and calm for the first time in.. well, years. He never wanted to move from right here. As they laid there, he let his arm run slowly along Kurt's back, and he was almost drifting off to sleep when suddenly Kurt was sitting up. Puck opened his eyes, brows furrowed in confusion as he watched him. "Talk about what?" he asked, still not moving from where he was laying down.

Kurt: "This" Kurt replied, looking down at Puck's sheets for a second before he looked back up. "What are we doing? I mean, I know we're laying in bed. But are we flirting? Or...what's going on? I'm kind of confused and I don't want to mess anything up"

Puck frowned slightly. He really didn't know the answer. He didn't know anything anymore. He slowly sat up, moving slightly so he could sit comfortably on the small bed and face Kurt. "I don't know," he admitted, bringing a hand up to scratch the back of his head. "I'm sorry, I.." He trailed off before running a hand over his face, keeping it there for a moment before dropping it to his side. "You won't mess anything up. What do you.. want it to be?"

Kurt watched Puck's lips closely, trying to make sure he understood everything that was being said. Puck wasn't making it clear if he wanted them to be flirting or if he was just looking for friendship, but he wanted Kurt to state what he was looking for. The only reassuring thing he'd said to Kurt at all was that he wouldn't mess anything up. But then, they had to think this through. "I'm not sure what I want is going to happen" Kurt admitted. "You're my brother's best friend."

Puck couldn't keep himself from chuckling a little at that, rolling his eyes. "I'm pretty sure I'm not," he said, thinking about how rough things had been between him and Finn. He was almost positive that Finn didn't see him as his best friend anymore. He sighed, trying to figure out what to say. He was never good at this whole 'being open about your feelings' shit, mainly because he rarely let himself get into this situation. "Look, I.. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm really bad at this shit. I'm sorry."

Kurt frowned slightly when Puck said he wasn't best friends with Finn anymore. Kurt knew what was going on, and he knew they just needed to talk. As Puck started talking again, Kurt didn't catch every word he said. "What are you apologizing for? You said you're bad at what?"

Puck hesitated at first, but then he faced Kurt again. He wasn't trying to be difficult, but he really didn't know what to do or say. "Everything," he finally said, shrugging his shoulders. It wasn't really the answer he was looking for, but it was still true.

Kurt: "Everything?" Kurt stared blankly at Puck, confused if that was even what the other boy had said. What was that supposed to mean? Did Puck think he was bad at everything or was he saying sorry for everything? How did any of that explain a single thing? "What do /you/ want out of this?"

Puck sighed again. "I don't know," he said as he looked over at Kurt, wishing they were still just laying there and not talking like they were before, because that felt so good and calming and now he was just starting to get stressed out again. "I like hanging out with you. You're like, the only person that I even like being around anymore."

Kurt swallowed hard. He was good at reading body language. Like, really good at it. He had to be in order to understand tone when people were talking. But he couldn't understand what Puck was thinking or trying to convey at that exact moment. He wasn't quite sure Puck knew either. On one hand, Puck liked to be around him (the fact he was the only person Puck liked being around wasn't so good and was something they'd need to address later, though). But on the other hand, that sounded more like friends than a couple. "Oh...I see" Kurt nodded, waiting to see if Puck said anything else or not

Puck knew that if he opened up to Kurt even more, if they tried to date or anything, that Puck would just end up hurting him. That's pretty much the only thing that Puck was ever good at, making people upset and ruining lives and fucking everything up. The last time he had felt anything like this was with Quinn, and that all went to shit years ago, but it was still lingering in the back of his mind. He wondered if it would ever go away. He obviously knew he couldn't knock Kurt up, and that's not something he'd have to deal with here, but he was sure he could find some other way to fuck up. He paused for a moment, looking down at his hands. He'd been trying to learn some sign language basics, but he still wasn't exactly sure of what to do or if he was doing it right. "You make me really.. happy.." He said, looking back down at his hands as he did the sign for happy.

Kurt wasn't sure what was going on in Puck's mind. He didnt seem like he wanted to talk any longer, and Kurt felt very hurt about everything. What was he supposed to do now? Continue cuddling and act like nothing had happened? Go back to his room? What? He didn't want to mess up their friendship if Puck didnt feel the same way. Puck began talking again, and paused before getting to an important word. What did Kurt make him? He began moving his hand, which totally distracted Kurt from his lips, and it took him a second to register what Puck was doing. He had learned the sign for 'happy'. A large smile lit up on Kurt's face and he leaned in to kiss Puck. Once he pulled back he began speaking and signing, rephrasing what Puck had said slightly since he didnt know how to sign 'make'. "I feel happy with you, too"

Puck was still looking down at his hands, making sure he had done the sign right, but obviously he had because suddenly Kurt was smiling and kissing him and then Puck felt like his heart was going to burst or something. He watched as Kurt signed something else, watching him closely and listening to what he said. His smile grew even wider when Kurt said that Puck made him happy, and he stopped for a second to think of other signs he had learned. "I like you," Puck said as he did the appropriate sign, pausing for another moment before going on. "A lot." He made the simple gesture for the word before dropping his hands, staring back over at Kurt again.

Kurt was still grinning, adjusting himself so that he was laying with his head on Puck's pillow again. "I like you, too" He repeated as he tried to think of more signs, but he really didnt know that much and not everything could be applied to relationships. There was a lot they needed to talk about, of course, but that didnt all need to be worked out right this second. They could enjoy this moment for a few minutes first.

Kurt sat on the bed, watching TV with Puck. Kurt's laptop was situated on his leg, with Kurt sitting indian-style on the mattress, so that him and Puck were sitting pretty close to each other in order to be able to watch the program. This was incredibly nice. The show was fun, and left him in a much better mood than he was used to being in when around people. Puck's body so close to his also left a certain emotion in Kurt, but the former countertenor had no idea how to explain it. Maybe it was the smell of whatever detergent Puck used on his clothes, or the way it felt when their skin accidentally touched each other. Either way, Kurt was ignoring it and focusing on the show. Until a sex scene showed up. Those were always awkward for Kurt, especially the lesbian scenes. He decided to let his attention naturally wander, although he was curious if Puck had noticed his eyes always went somewhere else when two girls were doing that kind of thing, and he happened to spot something much more terrifying. "I thought I told you to hang that suit up weeks ago!" Kurt exclaimed, carefully handing his laptop over to Puck before he marched over to the closet. After looking back at Puck briefly, mostly just to scowl at the other boy, Kurt found an unused hanger (there were quite a few) and hug the suit up. After smoothing it over and inspecting it for traumatic wrinkles, he turned back around. "Who leaves a suit hanging out of an opened suitcase? That's cruel and unusual punishment against fabric!" Kurt continued, starting to walk over to the bed. The feeling of something under his foot caused Kurt to stop, and he moved his foot to see what he had stepped on. A parenting book? Had that fallen out of the suit while Kurt was picking it up? "What's this?" Kurt asked, picking it up. Although he had no desire to go through Puck's things, he wanted to put it back. As he saw the cover, though, he paused. "How To Raise a Baby On Five Dollars a Day....?" Was this some kind of gag gift? Kurt simply shrugged and went to put the book back, but then he realized there was something sticking out of the book, ready to fall out. And it had a baby's face on it...? He took the small photo out the rest of the way. It was a newborn, wrapped in a pink blanket with a pink hat on. "She's cute! Whose child is this?" Kurt asked as he looked up to be able to understand Puck's reaction. But the other boy was not finding this as cute Kurt, nor was he laughing about some prank from last year.

Puck 's mouth was hanging open as he focused on the laptop screen in front of him, sliding down the wall slightly as he sat there on the bed. One of his legs was pulled up underneath him and his back was against the wall, though at this point, three episodes into their night of binge-watching Orange is the New Black, he was practically sitting with his head on Kurt's shoulder. He had been having a lot of fun watching these shows, partly because they were really good and entertaining and also because he was enjoying spending time with Kurt. Puck had found over the last couple of years that it was hard to find anyone to talk to or hang out with that didn't make him feel uncomfortable or pressured; someone he could just sit around and hang out with and not have to worry about anything else. He was totally zoned in on the episode, more focused than he had been in awhile when suddenly Kurt was talking and setting the computer on Puck's lap before getting up. He saw him going towards the suit and just rolled his eyes, not bothering to say anything since Kurt wasn't even looking at him. Finally Kurt did glance back, a scowl on his face, and Puck just laughed and shook his head before turning back to the screen. He was hardly paying attention to what Kurt was doing at all until he was picking up a book that fell onto the floor, and Puck practically felt his heart stop. It was the book he had bought freshman year when Quinn was pregnant, and he quickly sat the computer down on the bed, still sitting there and staring over at him. "It's nothing, dude. It's nothing," he said, quickly realizing that Kurt was still staring down at the book and not even looking at him. He repeated himself, louder this time, even though he knew it wouldn't make much of a difference. He stayed where he was, but as soon as he saw Kurt grabbing at the photograph he had kept inside, he shot up out of the bed and walked over to him, grabbing it out of his hands. "I dunno, nobody's," he said as he snatched it away, looking down at the picture of his child with a frown before shoving it back inside. "It came with the book." It was obviously a lie but Puck didn't care. He just wanted to forget Kurt saw it and just go back to watching Netflix. He walked back over to his bed and shoved it under his pillow before sitting down and looking at the computer screen again.

Kurt was shocked when Puck walked to Kurt at a brisk pace and took the photo out of his hand. His body language alone was a red flag, and the lie that came with it didn't help. "Yeah, I forgot, they hand you a picture of someone else's baby when you buy a book" Kurt responded sarcastically as Puck put the book somewhere Kurt couldn't see it. But rather than responding, Puck stared at the computer screen (was he watching it without Kurt? That would be rude). "Puck!" Kurt wasn't aware he had yelled the other boy's name. He had meant to talk sternly, but his volume control wasn't quite what it used to be. "I know I wasn't supposed to see that, but we need to talk about it." Sighing, Kurt sat down on the bed. Although he was sitting indian style again, he was facing towards the taller guy this time. "You have a kid? How did I not know this?"

Puck shot Kurt a glare before trying to ignore him again. It was no use though, because within seconds Kurt was returning to the bed, sitting right next to him and staring at him. "I don't wanna talk about this," he said before Kurt could get a word in, but then Kurt went on anyway. He was trying his hardest to not get angry, to just keep his cool. It was nearly impossible for him anymore though. Puck didn't even know what to blame it on, but the last two months of being back at school, he felt like he was totally on edge at all times. "It's none of your business, alright? Can we just stop talking and watch the fucking show?" He knew he was talking too fast for Kurt to understand, but he didn't care. He just wanted the talking to stop.

Kurt could tell Puck was irritated about this, but Kurt really didn't feel comfortable having no idea what he'd just stumbled into. When Puck did finally speak, none of it made any sense to Kurt. "I have no clue what you just said." Kurt tilted his head in confusion. "Can you please slow down?"

Puck just sighed before taking his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down hard before looking over at the other boy again. "It wasn't important," he said, making sure he was speaking slowly so Kurt could read his lips. "There's nothing to talk about, okay?"

Kurt: "Wow, that's such bull!" Kurt replied, crossing his arms as he made eye contact with Puck. "You know what I hate? That everyone knows why Sam and I are in that dumb support group, but the rest of you have invisible problems that you won't even talk about. So I'm just expected to be okay with that? On top of the fact that one of the only friends I've made so far is shutting me out even though I've opened up to you." Shaking his head, Kurt continued. "This is like the Finn thing all over again, and it's not cute"

Puck just stared back down at the computer, not even watching the screen, just unable to look Kurt in the eye. He knew Kurt was right, but that didn't make him want to talk about it anymore. It's not like it was his fault that Kurt and Sam had physical problems that other people could notice while the rest of them had other shit going on. All he did was reach out and pause the show before gently closing Kurt's laptop and handing it to him. "Can you leave? Just leave. I don't want you to be here if you're gonna be like this," he said, shoving it into his hands before standing up and walking over towards the door so he could open it for Kurt.

Kurt 's eyes flickered between Puck's eyes and his lips, waiting for what he was going to say in response to Kurt. When Orange Is The New Black was put on pause, Kurt realized he hadn't even noticed the video was still playing. Why was Puck handing him his computer? He stared at it for a few seconds, until he understood that he could hear indistinct speaking, and he looked at Puck to figure out what he was saying. '-if you're gonna be like this' was all he understood, and then Puck was getting up and opening the door. He was kicking Kurt out. "You want me to leave?" He asked, standing up with his computer. "You want me to leave because you're too scared to talk about a baby picture?"

Puck was getting more and more irritated, reaching up to run a hand over his face in frustration. "Yes, I want you to leave!" he yelled, unable to keep himself calm any longer. "I'm not scared of shit, okay? I just wanted to sit here and chill and watch tv and not have to worry about shit for like, one night of my fucking life, and I can't even have that, so just get out!" It was kind of alarming how fast Puck could go from totally relaxed to totally freaking out. He just pointed at the now open door, gesturing for Kurt to leave. He really couldn't figure out why he was still even standing there at all.

Kurt couldn't understand anything Puck was saying, but he could tell it was louder than usual. Body language gave away the rest, and Kurt felt himself flinching away before he could stop himself from showing weakness. It didn't matter that Kurt couldn't read Puck's lips, the message was loud and clear. "Fine." Kurt replied shortly. Every bone in his body wanted to run out of there, but he forced himself to stay composed as he carefully made his way into the hallway. He could hear a quiet sound, short and simple. Despite the fact that most sounds were very hard for him to distinguish from one another, he knew what that was. Turning around to find Puck's door closed wasn't needed to prove that the apparent father had slammed it shut.

Kurt texted Sebastian that he was on his way over to his house despite being slightly annoyed by the fact that even though he and his boyfriend had spoke yesterday about him being rude, he still seemed to be in a bitchy mood towards people. He knew the reason now. It was so obvious and Kurt would be lying if he said it didn't confuse and slightly hurt him. He just hoped that Sebastian would work it out soon He started off to his car only after checking himself once more over in the mirror. He decided to wear the jeans that hugged him in all the right places for the night, he knows there was no sex planned and Sebastian assured him he was fine but he thought that if all went well he could maybe muster up the courage to surprise Sebastian with a new position he read about online. When he pulled up to the house he fixed his hair then walked to the door and smiled before knocking on the door.

Sebastian hadn't been having the best week. His fight with Kurt coupled with his fight with Hunter had put him in a bad mood and unfortunately he had taken that out on his friends. He was still ticked off but last night after talking to Kurt he'd felt a bit better but he still hadn't apologized to anyone. He was sitting on the couch in a tank top and khaki shorts as he waited for Kurt. When the doorbell rang he got up and opened it. "Hi," he greeted him with a smile before pulling him into a hug.

Kurt grinned once Sebastian opened the door and hugged him, grateful to be out of the heat of the summer and into Sebastian's nicely air conditioned house. He wrapped his arm around him, "Hi." He answered back before slowly letting go and looking up at him, "So where to? Living room or your bedroom?"

Sebastian let his arms fall from a hug to one arm resting around his waist. He lead him inside and turned his head to look at him. "Living room?" he suggested. Whenever they hung out in Sebastian's room it usually lead to sex and Sebastian really wasn't in the mood for that.

Kurt nodded as he walked deeper in the house with him. He was slightly surprise that Sebastian chose the living room, he knew that he said no sex but he really seemed to mean it which Kurt was slightly disappointed about. When he got to the living room he sat himself down in the usual spot on the sofa. He looked at the closed laptop in front of him. "Should I pull up the movie while you get the pizza?"

Sebastian nodded and let go of him so he could sit down. "Yeah, sounds good," he said. "I left my phone upstairs, I'll be right back," he said before turning away to run upstairs.

Kurt watched him go before pulling the laptop into his lap and opening it, seeing it unlocked and opening the browser that was only minimized instead of opening a new one. However, he wished he had just done the latter. When he saw website that was open his face turned completely red as he saw a website with men bending over others, tying them up, whips and chains clearly visible and being used. "Oh my god." Was all Kurt could even get out of his mouth as he realized that Sebastian must be into all of that. That is what he found interesting and fun. He began to hear footsteps and when he looked up Sebastian was already there and he quickly put the laptop on the table and stood up, feeling embarrassed, "This website was open. I wasn't looking through your laptop or anything. It was just there.." He said quickly but the embarrassment soon left as he glanced between the screen and Sebastian. "Is this really what you're into?"

Sebastian ran upstairs and grabbed his phone off the charger from the bedside table. He was pulling up the number online as he walked downstairs so he didn't realize what Kurt was looking at until he got to the couch and froze, remembering that he didn't close what he was last looking at. "Oh, shit," he muttered. He slid his phone into his pocket and stared at Kurt. "You, uh, you weren't supposed to... I'm sorry, I thought I closed that..."

Kurt "And why wasn't I supposed to? Because now I know the reason you suggested no sex?" He scoffed looking at Sebastian with hurt and disbelief. "You're getting off on this instead of god forbid having boring sex with me?"

Sebastian walked over to the laptop and shut it. He turned to Kurt and rolled his eyes. "I suggested no sex so you wouldn't feel pressure. I didn't know it was wrong for a 16 year old boy to watch porn," he said.

Kurt "I never said it was wrong. " He said " Well, I don't feel pressed but now I don't feel like I'm enough. Yet again."

Sebastian sighed. "You're being ridiculous, you know that right?"

Kurt stared at Sebastian, "I'm being ridiculous? Really? Because you constantly make me feel like this. Almost every week if not more." He told him as he crossed his arms. "So no, I don't think I'm being ridiculous."

Sebastian scoffed. "How have I made you feel this way every week? I get that the other day I was a dick, but don't make shit up that doesn't happen."

Kurt stared at Sebastian, "Yeah a big one and what was the reason for it? Oh that's right, because you're so fucking affected by the fact Hunter is dating someone and you and I both know why." He said " But do you really think it doesn't happen? I understand that you're joking most of the time but you don't think I get upset when you flirt with everyone of our friends? Especially after what happened with Grant?"

Sebastian stared at Kurt in disbelief. "Why? Why did I get so pissed off Kurt, since you know everything suddenly!" he said angrily. "Why does it upset you if you know I'm joking? I would never do what I did with Grant ever again. It was incredibly stupid and I apologize for it all the time."

Kurt "Because Hunter's dating Santana and you're jealous!" He said raising his voice. "Because I can never be sure about that! I'm only aware your joking some of the time. When you talked to Grant and flirted I thought you were joking but then you fucking cheated on me and that hurt."

Sebastian scoffed and shook his head. "I am not jealous. Don't be stupid," he said as if what Kurt said was the most ridiculous idea. "Kurt, it's been like 6 months since that happened!" he said. "I'm not going to fuck anyone besides you."

Kurt "It's true. You were jealous when he was dating Jasmine and you're jealous now. It's so obvious or why else would you be acting like such an asshole to your friends?" He told him, "Yeah, that was soooo long ago, I'm sorry. You don't even want to fuck me, how am I going to believe that if someone else came around willing to..to be your slave or something that you wouldn't?"Kurt felt regret as the words came out of his mouth but he was angry and had been keeping those thoughts in for so long.

Sebastian "I wasn't being an asshole because I'm jealous. I'm not jealous and I've never been jealous of Hunter's slutty girlfriends," he said. "It's not like they stay around for long," he said. "God, Kurt. It was just porn. I don't want someone to be my slave. You're being so irrational."

Kurt "Sebastian, you weren't just being an asshole. You were being a huge asshole. And you haven't even apologized to one person. You can keep saying it's not true but that won't make it so. " Kurt said "It's more than just porn, Sebastian! You just can't get it through your thick skull.

Sebastian "I just wasn't being a little pussy so everyone assumes I was being an asshole out of the ordinary!" he said. "I'm not fucking jealous," he spat. "What more is it, then? Why are you getting so pissy about it?"

Kurt "Not to the extent of the other day. You took it too far and if you couldn't see that. Well, you have some growing up to do" He said "It's how it makes me feel! You keep saying I'm being ridiculous but it's just everything that's built up to how I feel about the porn!"

Sebastian took a step closer to Kurt. "I have some growing up to do? I'm not the one who's standing here crying because he found some R rated videos on his boyfriend's computer."

Kurt felt particularly hurt at those words, especially since he was holding back tears for a while now. "Screw you." He spat without a second thought. "I'm not going to apologize or make any excuses for how I feel."

Sebastian "I'm not asking you to apologize or make excuses. I'm asking you to stop being so stupid about it," he said.

Kurt "I am not being stupid about this!" He said, hating how fast and high pitched he was starting to talk. He couldn't help it he was getting so angry and it always got that way. "If you really think so than maybe we should just break up so you don't have to deal with me!"

Sebastian rolled his eyes. "I didn't say I wanted to break up. Stop being such a bitch about this!"

Kurt "I know you didn't. But I did." He told him "I'm sick of you saying I'm being ridiculous or irrational or stupid or that I'm overreacting. I don't like watching you cross the line between joking and being heartless and having to make excuses for you. I can't watch you flirt and keep wondering if you're going to fuck up.. I hate how you make me feel sometimes.I'm just tired of fighting."

Sebastian looked at him, his expression hurt. "So you want to break up with me?"

Kurt looked at himand nodded. "Yes." He told him, his voice sounding tired and slightly heartbroken but still annoyed and bitter . "I just can't do this anymore."

Sebastian sat down on the couch and stared at the ground. He didn't know what to say or feel besides numb.

Kurt shook his head. He wished that Sebastian would say something. Anything. No matter how angry his words would be. The silence was making Kurt uncomfortable so he just grabbed his bag. "I should go...shouldn't I?"

Sebastian licked his lips. He turned to Kurt, his jaw locked and his fists clenched. "Were you just looking for a reason to leave me?"

Kurt looked at Sebastian in confusion, careful not to fall for any tricks like he almost did last time. He sighed and shook his head. "No. You're just not really giving me a reason to stay."

Sebastian stood up and walked over to him. "I love you, Kurt." Kurt looked down frowning. "Sebastian...just don't, okay?"

Sebastian looked away from him and shook his head. "Fine. Fucking fine."

Kurt looked up and saw Sebastian look away and took the chance to let a few of his built up tears flow and quickly brushed them away. "Just so you're aware, I can't believe you when you say you love me just so that you can get what you want.. then get angry when it doesn't. Maybe you should really think about who you love..." He said stepping back and thinking he should get going. "Like...Hunter."

Sebastian 's face scrunched up in confusion. "Hunter? What are you talking about? I love /you/, Kurt!"

Kurt "You always get jealous when he gets a new girlfriend and you practically droll over him. It's obvious you're in love with him!" He said laughing without humor. "You're hardly half as in love with me like you are with him."

Sebastian "I'm not fucking jealous and I'm not in love with him! You're the one who sounds jealous of him," he said, trying to change the focus.

Kurt "Maybe I am jealous of him. But with good reason!" He said getting more and more annoyed by the tears stinging his eyes. "You're in love with your best friend and you should just admit it because everyone already sees it. Everyone besides him that is."

Sebastian "You have nothing to be jealous of," he said. "I'm not in love with Hunter," he whispered without confidence. "I'm not in love with him. I'm in love with you."

Kurt felt his heartbreak at how unsure Sebastian's voice sounded. "You should really hear yourself speak." Kurt said biting his lip and willing himself not to cry. "I hope you do tell Hunter and that you two are really happy together."

Sebastian "He's straight!" he yelled at Kurt, more frustrated at himself than Kurt. "He's straight and would never love me back like that so why would I fall in love with him?" he asked, his voice raising to avoid from catching in his throat.

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Kurt was caught slightly off guard when Sebastian raised his voice causing him to finally break, crying silently and hating himself for doing so. "Maybe you could be an exception...you never know" He said, selfishly hoping that he wouldn't. " You can't help who you fall in love with. He's your best friend..and a good one at that. It was easy for you to fall...I don't blame you"

Sebastian looked down at the ground and shook his head. "He'll never love me back," he repeated, his voice thick and sad. "If I just ignore it, it'll go away."

Kurt "You'll never know unless you put yourself out there." He said, his stomach churning. He couldn't believe he was actually trying to convince his boyfriend, or very new ex-boyfriend. "That doesn't work...Trust me. I know. I've tried...a lot."

Sebastian sighed and turned away from him more. "You won't believe whatever I say, will you? No matter what I do you're still breaking up with me?"

Kurt rolled his lips in his mouth. "Unless it's that you're in love with Hunter...no." He said looking down "Well...I can't just keep dating someone who's in love with someone else. I didn't like it the first time..I know better now."

Sebastian "I've never been in love with anyone else but you," he said with a frown. "I don't know what you mean about the first time."

Kurt "I think you have." He said sighed "The first time was when you liked Grant, before we took that break. You liked him more than you liked me. This is the same. Only the guy is Hunter."

Sebastian "I wasn't in love with him. I just-- kissed him," he sighed. "I thought I wanted him so much but I only wanted him because he didn't want me," he said. "Hunter won't ever want me, I'm not going to waste my time."

Kurt "Well you wanted him enough that I didn't matter." He said. "you're not going to want me as much as you want him...So I'm not going to waste me time either. Not anymore."

Sebastian sighed. "I love you, Kurt. I've loved you for six months and 23 days," he said. "Happy anniversary, by the way," he said bitterly.

Kurt "I love you too. A lot. More than I can possibly say. But the problem is that I really don't know if I believe you when you say it." He said wiping his face before looking at him. "I'm surprised you even remember..." He said then began digging in his bag for a small box, handing it to Sebastian after a moment of. "I ordered it a week ago...I can't really return it since it was uniquely made...so..here."

Sebastian "Of course you can't believe that," he said, shaking his head. He looked down at the box. He shook his head and handed it back to him. "If you're breaking up with me, I don't want your anniversary present."

Kurt "Can you blame me?" He asked, looking at the box but he shook his head and kept his arms crossed. "I can't keep it around...I really cant. Just think of it as an extremely early birthday gift."

Sebastian "I forgot it a few times, I'm sorry. I'm a terrible boyfriend but I guess you don't have to deal with that anymore," he said, setting the box on the table.

Kurt " I celebrated them because I wanted to. I never cared if you remembered." He told him "You're not the worst you know...you made me feel nice. For a while."

Sebastian "For awhile," he repeated slowly. "But not now. Not anymore."

Kurt nodded slowly. "Yeah." He said simply looking down. "More than half the time you're annoyed with me, you call me a buzz kill and think I'm boring in bed...We fight a lot. And I don't want that for me."

Sebastian nodded and finally looked at Kurt. "Okay. I won't fight it anymore. I want you happy and I hope this makes you happy."

Kurt "It won't." He said quietly, avoiding Sebastian's gaze.

Sebastian swallowed thickly. "What will?"

Kurt lifted his shoulders and shook his head. "I don't even know." He said looking to the hallway "I just know we need to break up or you'll just end up resenting me."

Sebastian "I don't think I would," he protested.

Kurt swallowed thickly, desperate to leave. "Maybe..maybe not." He said "Or maybe I would."

Sebastian stared at him, his eyes misting over. "Okay, Kurt. Okay."

Kurt took notice of how Sebastian's eyes looked and he felt terrible. "I...I should go now."

Sebastian nodded. "Goodbye," he said, turning around to face away from him.

Kurt tried to find the words to make sure that Sebastian didn't completely hate him, to make him turn around but all he he could come up with was "Bye." He said quietly before walking out, hating the quiet as he could clearly hear the click of his heals, each one sounding and feeling like torture, as he walked away from Sebastian and his relationship with him. He closed the door behind him as he got into his car and drove off before he broke his own silence and began sobbing. And realizing how much more he he hated how heartbroken he sounded than the silence.

Kurt let his hands wonder through Sebastian's hair, ignoring what was going on in the movie as he felt Sebastian's lips press kisses to his skin. The movie was completely ignored, it was nothing more than background noise to them at this point, though at times it bothered Kurt since the music score didn't always set the tone he would like. However, Sebastian was able to take his mind off it, he always did. Kurt moaned softly under the way his boyfriend moved his lips on his neck, his hands wondering down to his sides and to the belt loops of Sebastian's pants. Kurt had gotten used to the undressing game, so he thrusted his hips upwards slightly, waiting for Sebastian to take his pants already.He was sure that if he didn't take them off soon he'd have to take them off himself, but he much rather liked it when Sebastian undressed him.

Sebastian moved quickly after getting the green light from Kurt. He unzipped and unbuttoned the pants and started pulling them down quickly. He slid them all the way down to Kurt's knees and let him do the rest with those. Sebastian was tempted to leave a hickey but he knew it was too hot for anything to cover Kurt's neck and Burt still wasn't Sebastian's #1 fan, so he kissed up Kurt's neck and started kissing him hard as his long fingers clumsily worked their way towards unbuttoning Kurt's shirt. Sebastian prided himself pretty well on being able to get Kurt naked in such a short amount of time. He brought his hands down and started undoing his own pants and within seconds had them kicked off.

Kurt almost laughed at the speed in which Sebastian could undress him, while liked going slow sometimes he just wanted to fell Sebastian as quickly as possible. He pressed his lips back against Sebastian's, only pausing for a moment to pull off his boyfriends shirt only to kiss him again hungrily.

Sebastian groaned lightly against Kurt's lips when they were just in boxers, which Sebastian honestly thought should be their mandatory summer wear. He brought his hand up to the hair on the back of Kurt's head. He didn't care how much time Kurt spent doing his hair before he came over or that Kurt would yell at him later, he still grabbed it firmly. He pulled on his hair while at the same time pressed his mouth harder against Kurt. The hand not messing up Kurt's hair was headed down his back until he reached Kurt's ass and he grabbed firmly, groaning against Kurt's lips again.

Kurt moved to slide Sebastian's boxers off before he felt his hand in hand in his hair. He furrowed his brows, knowing that his hair was surely going to be messed up but he decided to be angry about it later. He groaned into the kiss as he pressed himself against Sebastian.

Sebastian let the hand groping Kurt's ass do something a little productive, like grabbing the elastic of Kurt's boxers to pull them down hard. After a few minutes of kissing, Sebastian pulled back for some air. He took a short breath before grinning at Kurt. "Let's do something new and fun," he said.

Kurt panted softly, "New and fun?" He repeated looking more than a little confused. "Like what exactly?"

Sebastian traced his hand on Kurt's chest. "Like, something you see in porn. Something besides... one position."

Kurt felt his face turn a visible red, "Like what? I'm sure people have sex in our usual position all the time in porn."

Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but it's not the only one," he said.

Kurt didn't exactly know what to say. "Well, what's this position you want to try so suddenly?" He asked after a pause.

Sebastian "I don't know," he said, kissing Kurt's neck. "Do you not want to?"

Kurt bit his lip, "I suppose I could be open to it...If you really wanted." He said with a bit of hesitation in his voice. "I would just like to know what this new thing is."

Sebastian pulled back to look at him. "Is that really how you feel?"

Kurt didn't answer right away, careful to pick out his words. "Well, I just like what we've been doing. So I don't really see why we need to do anything new" He said then paused, looking at Sebastian. "Unless you're bored with our sex."

Sebastian didn't say anything for awhile before he sat up. He glanced at the alarm clock. "You should probably get home soon. I didn't realize it was so late."

Kurt knew what the lack of answer meant. "So you are bored ?" Kurt said with an angry and significantly hurt huff. He looked at the time and though it was late he and Sebastian usually cut it much closer. "There's still time. But fine. I'll leave if you want me out so badly" He said as he moved off the bed to pick up his boxers and pants.

Sebastian rolled his eyes and picked up his boxers to pull them on. "Don't be like that, Kurt," he said. He stood up after Kurt and put his hands on Kurt's waist.

Kurt "Like what? Angry, annoyed, or hurt? I think I have reason to be" He said as he moved away from Sebastian's hands and went to pick up his shirt. "I apologize if I'm not kinky enough to keep you satisfied." He said with bitterness in his voice.

Sebastian sighed and rolled his eyes. "I knew you'd blow this out of proportion," he said uncaringly. "I'm sorry."

  Kurt "You think I'm blowing this out of proportion? Really? You practically asked me to get out because I didn't want to do whatever it is you were suggesting." He said shaking his head scoffing as he slipped on his shoes. "Right, I'm sure you're very sorry." He said sarcastically

Sebastian "I'm 'kicking you out' or so you say because I don't want your dad to kick my ass!" he said. "I don't care if you don't want to have sex, that's fine with me. I'm used to it," he said.

Kurt just shook his head again, "It's not that I don't want to have sex with you, I just don't want to feel like I'm not doing enough. Which apparently, I'm not." He said

Sebastian "I didn't say that. Stop putting words in my mouth," he said.

Kurt "Fine. Answer me then, so I don't have to assume. Are you bored?" He asked

Sebastian merely shrugged and turned away from Kurt to pull his shirt on.

Kurt stared at him for a moment before speaking. "Well, then." He said as he picked up his bag, not really sure what to say next. Especially since he didn't want to look to affected by it. "I guess I'll show myself out."

Sebastian frowned a little. "I love you?" he tried in his attempt to lessen how mad Kurt was going to be at him for this.

Kurt sighed. "I...goodnight, Sebastian." He said hesitantly before he turned and started on his way out. He knew the reason why Sebastian said it, he'd learn by now but he felt terrible for not saying it back even though he wanted to but he was just so angry and hurt and it was too late to go back.

Puck headed out of the studio where he'd been hiding out for most of the day and started walking back toward the dorms, shoving his hands in his pockets. He kinda felt like he had fallen off the radar lately, but he hadn't been in much of a mood to really talk to anyone. Things were still a little awkward with Finn, and neither of the two had made any kind of effort to talk or see each other, and Kitty was still being a bitch to him for whatever reason. It was just making him feel like shit, and he wanted to be as alone as possible, which is why he locked himself in one of the recording studios and just worked on projects over the last few days.

He was starting to go sort of crazy, though, and he knew he needed food, and he needed human interaction with someone he could actually stand, and Kurt was the first person he thought of. The two of them had been pretty cool, so he figured he'd give it a shot. Kurt getting weird about making sure they both knew it wasn't a date kinda confused Puck a bit, but whatever, it didn't really matter. 

All Puck had wanted was a fun Friday night out with his friends. He just wanted to drink, dance, and have a good time, but apparently that was asking too much. He had known that the other two boys were going to be out of their element so he took it upon himself to be the designated caretaker, even if he didn't tell them that was his plan. He had been sipping the same drink all night as he watched over them, wanting to make sure they were both doing alright. He was glad to see Kurt getting a little drunk and dancing with him, and it was clear he was having a good time. It was also just as clear that Finn was miserable, and neither Puck nor Kurt had any idea why. 

He kind of just expected Finn to sit in the corner and mope, which would've been fine by him. He could keep dancing with Kurt and enjoying himself and then when they were done, the three could leave together. Unfortunately that plan was thwarted when Finn ran off into the bathroom yelling about how mad he was that he was there before running out of the club alone. Puck had no idea what to do, and it's not like he could get much help from Kurt who couldn't hear anything that happened and was even more clueless. Eventually the pair took off together and started the journey back to campus, trying to figure things out via texts as they sat on the subway.

When they got back to TAVDA, they made their way to Finn and Kurt's room only to find it locked with Finn inside. Puck was basically trying to bust the door down after Finn refused to open it, screaming about how he wanted to be alone and for them to go away. Puck just told Kurt that they should go and give him some space, but Kurt refused, deciding to wait in the hallway for his brother to suddenly change his mind and let him inside. Puck went back to his room and just sat on his bed, cradling his head in his hands as he waited, though he wasn't entirely sure what he was waiting for. He texted Kurt a few times, trying to figure out if anything else had happened, but he hadn't heard back. He decided to make his way back to his friends' wing, not surprised to still see Kurt sitting outside looking defeated.