Of Wine and Coffee- A Kurtbastian Glee fic

Chapter 16: Music

~Ah, the beauty of music knows no bounds~

Finn was without a doubt a very normal person. Okay, a person with who is tall as a tree, can sing pretty well and gets jealous easily, but otherwise normal. His mornings were pretty normal, too. He gets up, cleans up, change into fresh attire, tries-key word: TRIES- to make an effort to make his bed and eats breakfast. So, that morning, when he was making plans for his army camp enrollment in a couple of months, he heard an argument between two people he knew and realized that morning would not be quite so normal.

“Come on, Sebastian. It’s just for two hours,” An exasperated tone. Kurt’s.

“No,” A deadpan reply. Sebastian’s.

“It’ll be fun,”

“Funny. Though not so much,”

“Please?”

“No,”

“What’s the point of you buying two tickets when I’m only going to use one of them?”

“The whole point was that you bring one of your female friends. And in case you haven’t noticed, I’m all male, unlike you.”

“Excuse me?!”

“You’re excused,”

Finn cautiously opened his door and saw Sebastian and Kurt standing in front of the staircase. Kurt’s hands were on his hips and he was glaring heatedly at Sebastian, who looked back at him coolly as he leaned against the wall.

“You’re such a jerk, Sebastian,” Kurt narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms.

“I’m glad you noticed,” Sebastian smirked.

The air around the two of them was so thick and tense that Finn knew it was wise to stay out of the argument for the time being. For all he knew, going in between them would be asking for World War III and he had not begun his army training just yet. Instead, he chose to watch by the door, keeping quiet.

Kurt sighed heavily. “Look, none of the girls are free today. Rachel’s in New York,” Finn’s heart grew heavy after hearing her name. “Quinn is getting ready for Yale, Tina and Mercedes already had other plans that I couldn’t bring myself to ask them to cancel and Sugar is off to another one of her ‘extra-sugary sweet’ spa treatments again,” Kurt rolled his eyes.

“So…?” Sebastian replied. “What does that have anything to do with me?”

“You bought two tickets. It’ll be a waste to only use one of them. Plus the other guys won’t be interested,”

“And you think I am?” Sebastian scoffed. “Kurt, I don’t do recitals,”

“But you can relate to them more compared to the others,” Kurt insisted. “I heard you sing that Jet song from West Side Story the other day in the shower,”

“You heard that?” Sebastian turned pale for some reason.

“Yes,” Kurt nodded. “And I hate to say this, but you sounded amazing,”

Finn swore he saw Sebastian’s cheeks reddened slightly before the latter turned his face away. “It’s not even that much of a proper song, Kurt. And besides, so what if I can and possibly like to sing musicals? That has nothing to do with going to a recital,”

“Yes, it does,” Kurt pressed. “You can relate and enjoy the performance more, seeing as recitals usually has performance of classic songs or those that come from musicals. Guys like Finn or Puck usually aren’t interested in those kinds of things,”