Chapter 6

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Songs in this chapter
Volbeat with "We"
Snow patrol with "Chasing cars"

All rights goes to the owner is these songs.


(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Chapter 6

Kurt enjoyed dancing with Sebastian, they just hopped and danced to whatever song there was played. He would like to dance a little closer but that could wait, right now he was just enjoying himself. The music was suddenly stopped "And now 20 minutes to our famous karaoke night begin, so if you would like to make good use of your voice, then sign up." Then the music continued.

"Karaoke, really Bas, didn't think that would be a thing for you." Kurt grinned a little at Sebastian.
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me princess" He then winked a little and walked closer to where they could sign up. As they did, they agreed to pick the song the other would sing without telling each other what the other chose.

They walked over to the bar and got another beer. "So, I have something I would like to ask you now" Kurt started and Sebastian looked up at him and nod.
"I would like to know a little about your brother, you said his name is Tom, but how many years are there between the two of you and are there any other Smythe siblings I should know of?" Kurt then asked.
"Hmm, fair enough. There are just the two of us, Tom is 4 years older than me, and as you know living in LA, he's been for the past three years. We see each other 5 or 6 times a year."
"That is pretty cool, so do he live there alone or does he have a girlfriend or something and what do he do?"
"He is a photographer, do little thing for small films and stuff like that and, oh yeah he is gay too, so no girlfriend and no boyfriend either. He used to live with my parents, they used to live there 2 years ago, but now they moved back to Paris, because my mom got a job offer there. So now Tom lives there on his own."
"That's nice, it seems that you two get along really well, when you know... when you aren't pissed at him for forgetting your key in his back pocket" then Kurt started laughing, and Sebastian held one of his arms out to support him around the waist so he didn't fell. The dance floor was a little packed, but the music was low so they could still hear what the other one was saying.
"Yeah, that wasn't one of his best moments, but hey it turned out okay" Sebastian answered and slid his other hand around Kurt's waist. Kurt looked up, smiled and nodded a little and laid his arms around Sebastian's neck. Now they were close enough that they could feel how warm the other one was, and if they could feel how each other's breath caught a little when they got more closer they didn't say anything, just stood there smiling and dancing to the music.

The karaoke had begun half an hour ago and they had found a small table near the stage, so they would be able to go up there when it was their turn. They sat talking about small stuff, Kurt asking Sebastian about his life in Paris and Sebastian found that he liked talking to Kurt about that. France isn't usually something he talked with his friends about.

"And now on stage we would like to see Kurt Hummel" Kurt looked at Sebastian a little nervous but Sebastian just smiled at him, that smile that Kurt had learned for what he could tell that he could trust Sebastian with his music choice. So he stood up and walked to the stage, taking the microphone.

The music began to play, and Kurt was really surprised to hear a rock tune hit and then he smiled looking down at Sebastian, who smiled back and winked at Kurt.
Sebastian must have seen some of the cd's Kurt have on his shelf, besides all of his dvd's because either way he was sure Sebastian never would have picked that song for him. He smiled back at Sebastian and muttered a thank you, then he started to sing the first three lines his lower register

It's good to be here, long time no see my dear
I took the run out to the road to find a way
But the loneliness broke into tears

(Then he switched to his higher and more normal register and continued)

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