Glee Imagines and Preferences

Sebastian*Good Different

A/N: SOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry this took so long. Requested by @Sonichowl 

Even though I was talking about my new song idea for glee Kurt's face contorted into disgust. "Hey! What's wrong with Panic?" I ask. Kurt nods behind me. I glance over my shoulder before muttering "Oh brother,"

Luckily the devil reincarnated didn't spot us. I turn back to Kurt, "He somehow manages to ruin everything. Even your panic idea,"

"No one ruins panic," I deadpan. "I think we need to find a new coffee shop,"

"Hey guys," I cringe at his voice,

"I know we need to get a new coffee shop," I mutter. By this point, he's standing by our table. "Sebastian,"

"Can I sit," it wasn't a question since he'd already sat next to me, "So what's up? Well, obviously not your talent but,"

Kurt rolls his eyes as I kiss my teeth, "Can we help you?" Kurt asked.

"Not unless you've installed a mute button," He seems so pleased with himself, "But I suppose a night with (Y/N) could help,"

I put on my biggest fake smile, "As...eventful as that may sound the only night we'll spend together is with you in a hospital bed and the police taking my statement. You can't prove anything,"

"Feisty. We should put that to use," He smirked.

"I'll put my foot to use and make it so you can never have children," I suggest.

Sebastian shakes his head, "Lie to yourself all you want,"

"Their not that desperate," Kurt buts in, "No one is,"

"Funny that's not what Blaine said,"

Kurt's chair scrapped back with a screech as he stood. I pulled him back down, "Down diva. You struggled with the jam jar last night,"

"It was a new jar," he justified, sending me a quick glare.

Sebastian chuckled and tapped the table before standing "This is gonna be easier than I thought,"

"You shouldn't talk about your mum like that," I say.

Sebastian rolls his eyes "Wow, so mature. Your mum jokes, top notch."

I look up from my phone when I hear Santana say "You know I was having A good day so far," as the warblers walk in, each holding a small box.

"Lovely to see you too Satan, I mean Santana," Their cult leader grins.

Sighing, I put my phone in my bag knowing something was going down. Mr. Shue was late, as seemingly always, so they had free range. All the glee club stood and walked to the front of the room to meet them like it was Stirling Bridge.

"You all look positively crappy. Did you finally hear your own singing?" He asked.

"Yeah well," Rachel tried.

"Just stop, please," I said to her, "Let the bitches handle this,"

"She's right Berry," Santana agreed. This barely ever happens but no one has times to point it out. Its time to shine, "You, sir, are an oxygen thief," I almost facepalm.

Sebastian grins "Did it take you all week to think of that? Your mother must be so proud of you. Well once she gets out of prison,"

Finn and Puck grabbed each of Santana's arm as she lunged. I roll my eyes and look at him "Look horse teeth why don't you go back to the expensive cars that you use as compensation and drive away."