Of Wine and Coffee- A Kurtbastian Glee fic

Chapter 15: Release

~The hardest thing is not letting go, it’s making the decision to do it ~

“No, stop, let me go…”

Everywhere around him was dark and cold. Kurt was shivering uncontrollably. There was also this horrible feeling washing over him, gripping him tight and refusing to let go. Kurt struggled, but the more he did, the tighter the grip became.

“You have such soft skin…princess,”

Hands were touching him everywhere. Touching him in places he did not want to be touched by a stranger. Kurt could hear himself whimpering and the phantom hands seemed to have their rhythm, caressing and stroking as if excited at hearing Kurt’s voice.

“Stop…please,” Kurt whispered brokenly. He did not want this. He would never want something like this.

“You’ll enjoy this…” the voice sneered.

“No…”

“Come on, baby, I know you want it,”

“Stop,”

“So hot…”

“Stop!”

Kurt was terrified beyond imagination. He wanted everything to stop. He did not want this anymore. Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!

“Kurt,”

There was a new voice, one that Kurt recognized. It was warm, gentle and reassuring. The kind of voice that Kurt wanted to hold on to.

“It’s okay…” the other voice whispered. “You’ll be fine…Shh…”

Suddenly, something warm was enveloping him. The fear that was gripping him tight began to loosen its hold over him before disappearing completely. The sensation if it leaving him was so overwhelming that Kurt could cry in relief.

He heard a soft hum; a tune of a song, and the tension in his body began to ebb away, his breathing calming down. Kurt closed his eyes, letting himself to be swayed by the soothing melody sung by the voice he heard. It was beautiful and so very warm.

I can be your hero…

Hm…you’re my hero…Kurt agreed before drowsiness took hold of him once more.

Sebastian…

~*.*~

Kurt woke up to the sound of someone singing.

The sun is filling up the room

And I can hear you dreaming

Do you feel the way I do right now?

I wish we would just give up

Cause the best part is falling

Call it anything but love

He opened his eyes slowly and blinked. He looked around and judging from the interior, he knew that he was in his room. He was also not wearing the clothes he wore the night before, instead he wore his familiar blue pajamas. He slowly got up into a sitting position from his bed and yawned slightly. That was when he noticed Sebastian was sitting idly by the windowsill, looking at the early morning sky. He was also, Kurt realized, the one who was singing.

And I will make sure to keep my distance

Say “I love you” when you’re not listening