Are you there yet, baby? I'm sorr, I'm late. This guy from the club chewed my ear of ;) Get yourself a coffee. I'm on my way.

Kurt stared at the text fondly. He found it cute that Blaine insisted on proper grammar and spelling in texts. With a sigh he got up and got himself a coffee. He wasn't mad at Blaine.

How could he be? Since Blaine's graduation couple of months ago, Blaine's life had been crazy. There was just so much to decide on! Blaine's parents were pressing him to get a proper job or if he really did have to pursue a career in the music business to at least take up a master program to become something classy like a conductor.

Blaine himself wasn't so sure where he was headed. He had played even more gigs at pubs and clubs than before, his taxi being nearly forgotten, as he was paid well enough to make ends meet and consider paying for his master. But what would he study? He loved performing but performing his own music was even a bigger thrill. Kurt knew Blaine was torn about just going for it, hoping that he could work on his own musical and music ideas while hopefully making a name in either the music or theater business.

Either way, Kurt was proud of his boyfriend and excited to see how Blaine was thriving under his eyes. He didn't even care how little time Blaine was able to spend with him and how often he was late. This would end sometime, sooner or later, and Blaine would be the happiest he had ever been and Kurt could be happy with him.

"Well, if that isn't Kurt Hummel." A voice called out and Kurt's head jerked up.

Standing at his table was a tall man with light brown hair and green eyes. He was grinning at Kurt in a way that Kurt only could label assuggestive, maybe a little cheeky. Kurt had no idea how he was.

The man didn't wait for a response only took a chair and sat down across from him. Kurt looked closer and thought hard. A memory. A flash of recognition. The darkness of a club restroom. This man on his knees, his lips around Kurt's cock...

"Sebastian?" Kurt asked hesitantly.

"Ah, so you do remember me. What a pleasant surprise." Kurt didn't like his tone. He also really didn't want to have Blaine come in with Kurt having small talk with some random hookup from a million years ago.

"Yeah, I don't tend to keep up with random hookups. I'm sorry." Kurt tried to look apologetic, at the same time giving the other man the hint to get the fuck out but Sebastian stayed.

"Oh yeah, we totally agreed on that but I have to say when some "random hookup" of yours suddenly become your ex's boyfriend, things change." Kurt's eyes widened.

"Excuse me?"

"Blaine Anderson. We used to go out in high school. First love, first kiss, first time and all... well at least his."

Kurt wanted to slap him. Blaine and he hadn't really talked about exboyfriends. He knew that Blaine hadn't been in a serious relationship in forever and that some high school boyfriend who had been his first boyfriend had broken his heart.

"You really have some nerve to come up here and talk to me after what you did to Blaine?"

"What now?" Sebastian looked genuinely surprised, catching Kurt of guard.

"You know what I am talking about." Kurt hissed and Sebastian just looked more confused.

"You broke Blaine's heart and then you come up here and talk to me like we knew each other and like you hadn't just been some faceless throat I decided to fuck one drunken night?" Kurt's voice was venom. He didn't even know what he was saying but this guy set him on edge and he wanted him gone and he wanted him gone now.

"Huh." Sebastian huffed. "Well, now that is odd. Because I remember Blaine going to New York, moving in with his precious friends while I stayed behind. Well, now isn't it curious how stories can change over time."

Sebastian looked at Kurt challenging, like he wanted Kurt to dispute with him but as Kurt just stared daggers at him, Sebastian continued.

"You know you wouldn't take Blaine for a heartbreaker but that doesn't mean that he didn't do a well enough job with mine."

Kurt swallowed, unsure. He didn't know what to say. Blaine hadn't told him details. Just that they had broken up on bad terms when Blaine moved to New York. Would he find out what had happened?

"I mean, I'm pretty sure it was all rainbows and cupcakes in the beginning for you too, wasn't it Kurt? Little bowtie wearing Blaine, sweet and adoring, swept you off your feet, telling you how much he loves you and being all gentle and understanding... it well end you know?"

Kurt's eyes widened and Sebastian chuckled sadly.

"He will get tired of you. He will start slipping away. He will cancel on you. Giving excuses... oh he will be polite and sorry but you will just feel that he stopscaring."

Sebastian looked at Kurt's already half drunken first coffee.

"Oh. It has already started. I am so sorry Kurt." He didn't sound sorry at all but that didn't stop Kurt's insides from burning.

Of course everything had been too good to be true. He had known that falling for someone was a bad idea. He had known that he wasn't one to be happy. He had known that Blaine would notice that he wasn't as awesome as he thought. He had known it would end.

Kurt felt tears prickle in his eyes but he didn't want to cry in front of this dickhead.

"Tell me." He said, not even recognizing his own voice. He sounded so defeated. He remembered that tone. He hadn't sound like that in so long.

Kurt wasn't even sure what he was asking for but Sebastian seemed to understand.

"When Blaine went to New York, I still had a year to go. I assumed he would want to make it work. When you are with Blaine... he just always gives you this vibe that you are his own and only, doesn't he? But some days before he was scheduled to leave, he sat me down. He was so nice. Saying how gorgeous he thought me... what a great time we had and how nice I was."

Sebastian chuckled. Kurt felt numb. From the little bits and pieces he had heard this boyfriend had been a jerk... someone who Blaine had given his all without getting anything in return. But this just sounded so much likehisBlaine.

"For a moment I thought he wanted to leave me with a promise or a ring or something and I was about to freak but no... He continued telling me that the spark just wasn't there anymore. That sometimes you just ignore the difficulties but that both of us shouldn't do that to ourselves. That I was amazing but with time love had passed and we should take him going away as an opportunity to find the real deal. I just nodded. I didn't want any of that. But it sounded so reasonable and kind and like he just wanted my best... how could I have disputed that?"

Sebastian looked out of the window. He looked thoughtful. Kurt didn't know what to say. His mind was racing. Would they end with a speech like that? Did Blaine in fact have time but he was preparing them for the end? "Setting Kurt free" rather sooner than later?

Only he wouldn't. He would break Kurt's heart.Leavinghim shattered, with less than he had had before because now Kurt knew what it was like to love and be loved back and that love like that could make everything else okay. Without that, without Blaine, his life would be miserable.

Then again: what kind of love was that when Blaine wasn't genuine? When Blaine just kept going out of a weird sense of responsibility? When Kurt was just a burden to Blaine, only being kept around until the right moment to be disposed of.

No. Kurt Hummel was no one to be justkept around.If ending things was what Blaine wanted then this would be what Blaine got.

"Oh also," Kurt's head jerked to Sebastian again. He had nearly forgotten that he was even still there. "Like a month into our breakup, I couldn't take it anymore and took the next flight to New York to surprise him. I found him making out with some guy in front of his apartment. I later got to know that it was just some random guy who had friended him on Facebook." Sebastian sounded bitter. "I bet that wasn't the first in New York. Maybe not even the first time he did it at all."

In a second Kurt was out of his seat, grabbing his things, and out the door.

He didn't turn to see Sebastian relax into his seat and let out an amused chuckle.

"Well, that was fun." The man murmured to himself. For a moment he looked utterly heartbroken and remorse before his lips stretched into a grin again. "Yeah. Still got it." He laughed again, shaking his head before getting a coffee.