The Unpredictable And The Orderly

XVIII

Sebastian came back while Kurt was still unpacking. He didn't say anything, just picking up one of the notebooks and writing something in it.

When the dinner bell rang, he didn't leave and neither did Kurt.

Sebastian looked up at the door, bit his lip, and looked back down. Almost as if he was debating going to dinner.

After a while, the door opened. Sebastian frowned in irritation as a boy stepped in the room.

"You can't do that anymore. I have a roommate."

The boy looked over at Kurt and back to Sebastian, looking shocked. "You weren't supposed to have a roommate! I can tal-"

"I'm fine, Hunter. I'm not a bomb." He said crossly.

"It's not for them, Sebastian, it's for you." Hunter explained calmly.

"I'm sick of you babying me, Clarington."

Hunter paused. Sebastian only used last names when he was really upset- he'd rather not get hit today.

He sighed. "I was just going to remind you to eat, since you weren't in the dining hall." Hunter said gently, beginning to leave.

"Wait. Give me the key."

Hunter sighed, setting the key down on the edge of Sebastian's bed and leaving the room.

Sebastian picked up the key, putting it away in an empty drawer next to his bed. "Now we have a spare." He said.

Kurt nodded. "Who was that?"

"Hunter Clarington. I'm not exactly sure what he does, except annoy me."

Sebastian paused, before voicing exactly what Kurt was thinking but afraid to point out. "He acts like one of those annoying teachers who follow around the autistic kids. I don't know why though; there's nothing wrong with me."

"Well, there's nothing wrong with someone with autism either. Their brain just works a bit differently." Kurt reasoned.

Sebastian looked at him for a solid ten seconds before nodding. "I knew I liked you."

Kurt blushed. "Um, thank you?"

He had trouble imagining anyone liking him.