It's Hard To Be The One Who Stays [Kurtbastian]

Everything After (August 2011)

A/N: Some more explicit talk here, though no explicit scene! If you'd rather skip, stop reading at "It's in Sebastian's room" and begin again after "cling and cling to Sebastian."

Kurt doesn't get his promised repeat in the morning.

Sebastian's alarm goes off at seven, because Sebastian says he's a dedicated athlete and Kurt says he's masochistic. Kurt wakes up to the sight of Sebastian's shoulders flexing as he reaches over to swat at the alarm. His head is throbbing angrily at him, but it's still a wonderful morning.

It gets even better when Sebastian turns back and catches his eyes. Both their breaths seem to catch for a moment, and then Sebastian is leaning into him, smooth and easy, and Kurt arches back as Sebastian scores his neck.

"I'd give you a good-morning kiss," Sebastian says, his morning voice low and hoarse, "but something tells me you're the type to queen out over morning breath."

Kurt lets out a breathless laugh, but doesn't correct him, because he's right.

"Raincheck?" he asks, tangling his hands in Sebastian's hair. Their eyes meet.

"Fine," Sebastian says, punctuating his word with a final open-mouthed kiss to Kurt's neck. He rolls off the bed and winks at Kurt. "Shower fun when I get back from my jog?"

Kurt ignores him and goes looking for his shirt instead. He finds it discarded somewhere on the floor, next to the... tissues from last night, which he collects with a grimace and throws in the trash can.

"You can have some fun alone," he says, because they both know Sebastian isn't really serious. Kurt has to go get ready himself (though he might cut his routine short and nurse his hangover for a half hour in bed instead, he thinks, wincing). By the time Sebastian is back the other boys are likely to be up and about, and there'll be breakfast and Sebastian's dad and the ride back to Lima.

"Too bad," Sebastian says as he makes his way to his bedroom's en-suite, but as Kurt expected, he doesn't push.

Kurt pauses with his hand on the door handle. "See you then?" he says.

Sebastian turns, and they both know there's a lot they're not saying to each other, and probably won't say.

He smiles, warm and flirty, but the right corner is a touch too crooked to be completely at ease. Kurt smiles back, a little helplessly.

He lets himself out.

Breakfast two hours later is uncharacteristically quiet. Kurt spends his time trying to ignore the curious, and in some cases downright disappointed, stares of the remaining Warblers (Hunter, for example, had entered the room all but rubbing his hands together, and ended up looking like someone had stolen his puppy).

Sebastian spends it sprawled in one of the living room's wingback chairs, a coffee mug in his hands and his hair damp from what Kurt assumes is the shower he took when he got back, idly watching the Super Smash Bros game being played. He looks so loose and decadent that Kurt thinks back to telling Sebastian to have some 'fun' alone, wonders if he actually did, and eats breakfast flushed and uncomfortable.

He doesn't know if this many thoughts about sex are normal after the first time, or if it's just what happens when he's no longer viciously repressing his attraction to Sebastian.

The drive back to Lima is also quiet. It's just Sebastian and Kurt in the car, as usual, because deviation would've been an obvious sign, and because after breakfast Kurt had looked at Sebastian and Sebastian had looked at Kurt, and Sebastian had gone to get his keys.

They're soon pulling up at Kurt's house. Kurt turns his head to look at it. It looks exactly the same, and of course it is, it's only been a night. It's only Kurt that feels different.