Of Wine and Coffee- A Kurtbastian Glee fic

Chapter 29: Understanding

~In the end, it's easier said than done~

“So basically, you want me to teach you the ways to convince someone to allow you to get into their pants? I thought you had that covered with Blaine.” A drawn pause. “Assuming if you really did screw that hobbit.”

“Good grace, Santana!” Kurt groaned as he spoke into the phone. “You made it sound so crude. And yes, I did have sex with Blaine, though I prefer not to discuss my sex life with you of all people.”

“I’m just being honest. It’s what I do,” Santana replied breezily. “Anyway, what I still couldn’t believe is that you have any intention of getting it on with the criminal chipmunk. Though I do admit he excels in the looks departments except for that awful Disney prince hair.” A beat. “I was pretty sure you hated that guy.”

“I don’t. At least, not anymore,” Kurt ran a hand through his hair. “It’s complicated. And no, getting it on with him is not my main intention. I just…wanted him to…I don’t know. Acknowledge my feelings for him.”

“You mean, returning them.”

“Not…necessarily. But that would be nice.” A moan of frustration. “Lately, all he’s been doing is avoiding the matter at hand. And while I don’t want to seem so forceful, it would be nice if he gives me the chance to at least talk about it to clear things up, you know?”

“How you ended up falling for that guy still remains a mystery to me.”

“I’m starting to regret telling you,” Kurt said wearily.

Santana merely laughed at the other line. “Okay, okay. I get it, Porcelain. Well then, at times like this, I could so imagine Mr. Schue telling us to express our feelings through a song.”

A chuckle. “You’re right about that.”

“Well, why don’t you?”

“Why don’t I what?” asked Kurt in confusion.

“Sing him a song.” Her tone was mildly irritated. “You’re good at that.”

“You want me to serenade him?” Kurt scoffed. “I never thought you’d actually suggest that, Santana.”

“I have my moments,” Santana replied.

“It’s not that easy,” Kurt sighed. “I wish it was but it’s…not.” Kurt brought his knees to his chest as he sat on his bed. The room was dim aside from the single ray of sunshine that streamed into the room through the tiny gap between the curtains.

On his make-shift bed, Sebastian slept soundly. Kurt smiled softly to himself as he looked at him.

“Kurt? Are you still there?”

“Yeah,” said Kurt.

“You really like him, do you?”

Kurt’s smile turned wistful. “More than you’ll ever know. More than I thought I would.”

“That’s really nice.”

Sebastian shifted and mumbled something in his sleep.

“It’s…bittersweet,” answered Kurt.

~*.*~

Sebastian was hanging out the mall with Nick and Jeff that day. Burt had commented how it had been quite a while since Sebastian went out with his Dalton friends and Sebastian really did need to get out of the house for quite a while so he had called Nick and Jeff and invited them out for lunch. The duo, who never turned down at any chance of free food, agreed readily. Kurt had declined his attention with an excuse that he needed to do something.