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Kurt panted as he slide down against the closet door. He groaned to himself for letting himself get stuck into this mess. He really was just asking for it though, trying to find Sebastian after the incident during the dance.
“That was just plain ridiculous Smythe,” Kurt huffed out, finally being able to catch his breath. Those dance classes at NYADA did not do him any justice in training his stamina. But then again he did ran across the campus to get rid of a mob of what seemed to be majority of gay male population in NYU.
Sebastian let out a chuckle, face red from the amount of running they did. “You kinda asked for it Hummel. What were you thinking just storming into the student lounge, yelling that I have lots of explaining to do,” Sebastian air quoted him with his finger, giving the latter his signature smirk.
Not wanting to be bothered to come up with a response to the man in front of him, Kurt gave him a sharp kick to his shin, causing Sebastian to howl out in pain.
“Don’t you dare put this on me Smythe. That… that mob chased me after you called me Hummel,” Kurt spluttered, turning red again but this time from pure anger,“ and your ass wasn’t being chased! You’re the idiot that decided to run with me which seemed to made the mob angrier, if that's even possible! What the hell did you do to get the entire gay community fawning over you?”
Sebastian let out another obnoxious, irritating, sexy, Kurt shook his head furiously at that thought, annoying, infuriating chuckle. Kurt did not just go there with the thought of Sebastian being sexy. Who was he kidding, of course he thought Sebastian was hot but as long as the said person doesn’t know that, he can live another day without the embarrassment of admitting Sebastian Smythe is hot. Kurt glared at the meerkat in front of him, who only gave him a wolfish grin in return.
“I can’t believe I’m in the closet, again,” Kurt groaned, not appreciating the irony of the circumstances. It took him 3 years to come to terms with his sexuality and actually come out, only to be shoved back into the closet quite literally.
Sebastian let out a chuckle,” You’re not the only one stuck in this situation babe.”
“Well, since we’re in a closet and we’re going to be stuck for awhile until the hype cools down, you know it’s kinda on my bucket list to have sex in a closet?” Sebastian murmured, inching closer to the sitting latter.
Staring back, looking unimpressed, Kurt retorted back, “that’s the best you could do meerkat? Do you seriously pick up guys that way?”
The grin never leaving Sebastian’s face, he continued inching closer to Kurt’s face, enjoying the fact that Kurt was blushing furiously despite his aloof attitude. Without a second hesitation, Sebastian stuck out his tongue and gave a long lick to Kurt’s face. Almost immediately, Kurt’s jaw dropped and his eyes bulged out when he felt something foreign on his cheek. He stared at Sebastian in disbelief as he watched the latter pulled away from him, giving him an impish grin.
“SEBASTIAN FUCKING… Mmphm!”
Sebastian promptly covered Kurt’s mouth with his hand, knowing a shrill shriek would escape if he didn’t. He placed his other hand at the back of Kurt’s head, preventing him from escaping from his grip.
Who knew teasing him would be this fun?
“Make any more unnecessary loud noises princess, I would give you another lick and a wet willy,” Sebastian threatened, not wanting their hiding spot to be blown too soon. Those guys can be extremely relentless.
Seeing Kurt rolled his eyes at his threat, Sebastian pressed against Kurt, swiftly removing his hand from the back of Kurt’s head but still trapping him against the closet door. Sebastian casually placed his index finger in his mouth and started sucking on it quite suggestively, effectively wetting it. Sebastian inwardly smirked, seeing Kurt’s eyes widened at the action, either in panic or slight arousal. Sebastian would rather think it was due the latter than the former. Removing his finger from his mouth with a ‘pop’ sound, Sebastian slowly licked his finger, eyes never leaving Kurt’s.
“You were rolling your eyes at something I said princess?” Sebastian asked as he casually brought his wet finger closer to Kurt’s ear.
The latter quickly shook his head, face now scrunched in disgust when he realized that Sebastian should no way be taken lightly when it comes to threats. Satisfied that Kurt has calmed down from the licking incident, he removed himself from Kurt, chuckling at the icy stare he got.
“So what can I do for you princess?” Sebastian asked, shifting himself so he could lean on the shelf behind him. Once deeming himself comfortable, Sebastian leaned back and crossed his arms across his chest, waiting for an answer from Kurt.
Kurt, unconsciously, mimicked Sebastian actions, shifting around to find a comfortable position before crossing his arms across his chest. “Well, for starters, you can tell me why that mob chased me the moment they heard my name had Hummel in it.”
Carefully studying the man in front of him, Kurt smiled to himself victoriously when he caught Sebastian slightly stiffened. He could almost hear the gears in the latter’s head churning noisily, trying to come up with an excuse.
“Before you try to bullshit your way out of this, I just thought you should know I had a very informative chat with someone’s best friend,” Kurt paused, enjoying how the color in Sebastian’s face was slowly draining away,“ I believe his name is Dunter Blarington? Or was it Blunter?”
Kurt exaggeratedly tilted his head to the side, tapping his chin as though he couldn’t remember his name. His ears perked up when he heard Sebastian groan out the name he was looking for.
“Ah! That was the name! Hunter Clarington,” Kurt beamed at Sebastian who was currently burying his face in the palm of his hands, “The chat was shared was certainly an ear opening one, if I do say so myself. So spill Smythe. I know what I want to know. You know what I want to know. So chop chop, get to the story telling.”
Sebastian let out a defeated sigh, lifting up his head, suddenly looking very uncomfortable and vulnerable.
Feeling slightly sympathetic, Kurt gently reassured the latter,“Bas. I’m not going to make fun of you. I just want to know the truth alright? Your side of the story. Just put the our bad blood behind for awhile and tell me.”
“There was never bad blood between us,” Sebastian mumbled, unable to look at Kurt,“ not on my side at least. I like you alright.”