Of Wine and Coffee- A Kurtbastian Glee fic

Chapter 34: Try

~We gotta get up and try, try, try~

You know that scene in a movie where suddenly time stopped and everything just seem to focus on a few specific characters? That everything and everyone in the background did not matter? That it was only just those characters, and them alone?

Well, this was how Sebastian currently felt like. He stared at the boy in front of him, taking in his harsh breathing and his hunched posture as he tried to catch his breath and maintained a steady gaze on him at the same time.

“Kurt?” said Sebastian. “What are you doing here?”

“To bring you home of course, you idiot!” Kurt snapped as he panted, clutching his knees in front of Sebastian. “What the hell are you thinking? Moving to Chicago so suddenly? Without telling me?”

“I tried telling you. You wouldn’t answer the phone,” Sebastian shot back, suddenly irritated. “And why should you care? Don’t you hate me or something? I thought the sight of me sickens you. So shouldn’t you be glad that I’ll be gone? Out of your life?”

Sebastian and Kurt totally ignored the bystanders and a rush of déjà vu went through Kurt when he realized the familiarity of the situation. Nevertheless, he continued to stare at Sebastian with a disbelieving expression. He straightened his posture and went nearer to the boy.

“You think running away would solve anything between us?” Kurt demanded, his arms akimbo. “You think that you could just pack your stuff and leave without offering me some kind of explanation?” Kurt gritted his teeth and jabbed a finger on Sebastian’s chest. “You have no right to keep me hanging, no matter what the circumstances are.”

“So call me a coward then!” Sebastian snapped angrily. “Call me a coward for doing that to you. If it makes you feel any better.”

“I won’t!” Kurt replied. “But you know what, it sucks that I have to know the truth not from you but from pieces of papers folded and hidden somewhere in our room.”

Sebastian stared at him, surprised.

Kurt reached inside his pockets and pulled out a crumpled piece of folded paper. “I found more of this in our room, Sebastian. They were all addressed to me.”

Sebastian’s eyes widened when he realized what they were. “Kurt…”

“I read all of them. Every single one and you know what?” His expression turned soft yet it was still pained as he looked at Sebastian. “The words written here are much more honest than the words you ever said to me. And I can tell that all of them came from your heart.”

“Sir,” said an officer. “I’m sorry but you’re holding up the line.” He seemed to be slightly annoyed.

Sebastian did not reply but he moved out of the way to let the people behind him pass, regardless. However, the people in the line were now more interested in Kurt and Sebastian’s conversation than their intention to board the plane.

Kurt smiled. “I read your last letter.”

“Kurt, that’s…” Sebastian tried again before trailing off.

“I hate you for lying to me,” continued Kurt. “I hate you for not telling the truth from the start. I hate you for putting me through a lot of pain just for your own selfish reasons.” Kurt’s eyes shone with unshed tears as he bit his lip. “But most of all, I hate that you’re afraid and I can’t do anything about it.” He placed a hand on Sebastian’s chest where his heart beat a steady rhythm.

Sebastian found himself unable to say anything.

“I’m going to sound so incredibly cheesy for saying this bit,” Kurt laughed breathlessly. “But I’m going to say it anyway.”