But he couldn't speak, because a little voice in the back off his head was reminding him of the way he had felt when he had kissed Blaine. The sparks shooting through his body, the warmth that made him feel safe and happy, and the overwhelming feeling of it being so right. That little voice was comparing it to all the times he been kissing Karofsky and hadn't felt a fraction of that. That he and Dave just weren't meant to be.�

�Kurt thought he might be OK with that. No animosity, no fights, just a clean, peaceful break between two people who just didn't fit right. And then he could be with Blaine.�

The girls watched him patiently, even Rachel staying quiet as Kurt pondered Santana's question. They had no idea what he would say. All they wanted was for Kurt to find someone perfect. Preferably someone who hadn't assaulted him, but if Dave was who Kurt wanted...they would accept it.�

Kurt raised his head to look at them, all gathered together at a moment's notice just because he had asked. They really did care about him, he realized. Even Quinn and Santana in their own ways.�

"This is really hard. "�

He admitted, glancing at the ceiling.�

"Kurt, if you could be talking with anyone right now, who would it be?"

Tina asked him, startling him into a response.�

"Blaine"

He said, not thinking before he spoke.�

"Who would you want to be with if something bad happened to you? Who do you feel safe with?"

Kurt looked at Tina, who was smiling knowingly. He sighed.�

"Blaine"

"If I told you right now that someone had hurt Blaine badly, and that you might never see him again, what would you want to tell him?"

Kurt felt his eyes watering up again as a wave of pain hit him. He couldn't imagine a world without Blaine. Almost anyone else he could lose, but not Blaine. He looked up at Tina, finally realizing the truth.�

"That I love him. "

Tina smiled.�

So did Kurt.�

He stood up suddenly and grabbed his grey coat from the closet. Pulling it on, he ran out the door, yelling back.�

"I have to go find Blaine!"

Rachel smiled as the door slammed shut. She turned the volume up on Funny Girl and the girls spent the rest of the night watching musicals and wondering why exactly Kurt didn't return home.�

"Well it's official,"

Santana remarked as the clock read 1:00 AM.�

"What is?"

Quinn asked through a mouthful of popcorn.�

"Our boy got laid!"

Santana and Brittany cheered and high-fived, the rest of the girls giggling excitedly as to whether or not she was right.�

Sad to say, she wasn't.�

. . .

Blaine was pushed up against his dorm wall, uniform disheveled, face flushed, and gasping for air. He twined his fingers into Sebastian's sandy hair as they kissed frantically, both of them oblivious to the outside world.�

Sebastian grinned against Blaine's lips, confident that he was finally adding the soloist to the long list of boys he'd been with. He had been chasing Blaine for quite a while now, and had almost given up before Kurt Hummel showed him the perfect way in.

�Sebastian didn't have any feelings for Blaine besides intense lust, and the need to get his way. He hadn't had romantic feelings for a boy since before he transferred to Dalton, back when he had been more interested in artwork and romance than singing and sex. Blaine was just a trophy, something he could point to and say, "Yea, I did him too.". A wisp of guilt rose in Sebastian's chest as he thought that, knowing Blaine was vulnerable and he was taking advantage of him. He quickly tamped it down and kissed Blaine even more fiercely.�

The curly-haired tenor was overwhelmed. For all of his confidence and charisma, he had never actually kissed anyone before, let alone someone as good-looking and experienced as Sebastian. When you saw him, you could almost hear "Sexy And I Know It" playing in the background. Blaine let out a small moan as Sebastian ground against him, eyes snapping open, and for a moment seeing hazelnut hair and beautiful blue eyes instead of the boy in front of him. Blaine shook it off and kissed Sebastian hard, trying to forget about Kurt. After all, he had a boyfriend. No way would he ever want Blaine.�

. . .

Earlier, after�Blaine was kicked out of the room, leaving Maria and Wes alone, he ran back to his dorm, knowing Lord Tubbington needed to be fed. He dashed down he halls, taking a corner quickly and ramming right into Sebastian Smythe. Blaine tumbled to the floor, whacking his head on the floor. Groaning, he held his head and looked up at Sebastian, who held out his hand to help.�

"Hey, are you OK? �I was just coming to check up on you, seeing as you were pretty out of it last night. "

Sebastian grinned as he pulled Blaine to his feet. Blaine felt confused. Out of it? What had he done last night? A few flashes remained, nothing specific, but it was entirely possible Sebastian had been the boy to help him out.�

"Oh, well thanks then. I really don't remember anything. I hope I wasn't too weird. "

Blaine smiled winningly at Sebastian, pleased when the boy smiled back. They started walking down the hall, towards Blaine's dorm. Blaine prodded him for details, such as why he had ended up in Wes and Kurt's room.�

"Oh that," Sebastian laughed.�

"I didn't have your dorm key and didn't want to break in, but I ran into Kurt and he said you could crash at his dorm since he was staying at David's. "

Blaine's heart sank, assuming he meant David Karofsky. So suddenly they were having "sleepovers"? When had that happened?�

They arrived at Blaine's dorm, only for him to realize he didn't have his key.�

"I'll just get a copy tomorrow,"

Blaine sighed. Sebastian clapped a hand on his back and held out a dorm key.�

"You can just hang out with me tonight. �It'll be fun. "

Blaine immediately agreed. �The duo headed to the other dorm, still talking about Blaine's antics the other night.�

"So I dropped you off in your room and you went to bed. "

Sebastian finished as he closed the door behind them.�

"Really? I did all that?"

Blaine tumbled to the bed.�

"I'm so embarrassed. "

Sebastian nodded.�

"Plus you begged for a goodnight kiss. "

Blaine shot up in bed and stared at the brunet, shaking his head.�

"I did not. "

"Yes I'm afraid you did. Puppy eyes and all. "

Blaine groaned in shame, pressing a pillow to his face and mumbling,

"Oh God, just shoot me now. "

"Hey, it was very cute. "

The other Warbler admonished as he sat down in bed next to him, pulling away the pillow and staring heatedly into Blaine's eyes.�

"And I wouldn't say no to giving you one now. "

Blaine had been rendered speechless by the audacity of it, unprepared for when Sebastian had pressed his lips to Blaine's. It was...nice. Nothing earth-shattering, but nice. And so eventually, Blaine ended up pressed up against the wall, being kissed by Sebastian.�

But even though he was hot, talented, funny, (albeit occasionally mean) and seemingly into Blaine, he kept on wishing that Sebastian was Kurt.�

But hey.�

He would have to make do.�