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Huffing as he once again looks across the street, muttering to himself about ridiculously attractive, but stupidly loyal to people who really don’t deserve it men. He then turns and says to his table companion “Anna, grab one of those cheesecake Danishes and a nonfat mocha, would you? I’ve got to go grab an idiot out of the rain.” Standing he looks across the street again, rolls his eyes and says “I’ll be right back.”
Before Anna can say another word or say yes to the request, her brother walks from the table to the door. She rolls her eyes and waves over the waitress to order his request. She had noticed his attention focusing across the street for the last 15 minutes, but hadn’t a clue what was irritating him. Of course, irritations to her brother covered a lot of ground, so there really was no telling what the actual problem was beyond involving a particular person. She can see what looks like a fairly attractive guy across the street, under an umbrella, perhaps looking a little lost, but she doesn’t recognize him. She’s more than a little surprised he’s garnered such an action from her brother. She’s knows all the friends he’s still in contact with from high school as well as the newer ones he’s made at NYU, and this boy isn’t any of them. Of course, it’s hard to tell from this distance anyway, but she’s fairly sure she’s correct. The only person he resembles from this distance, with the rain obscuring her view, is that picture her brother keeps hidden on his phone that he doesn’t think she knows about. Picking up her coffee to take a sip, figuring this is going to be interesting, if nothing else.
Stomping across the street, he thought back to his last conversation with Santana. She’d mentioned how the twin hobbits had both taken a nose dive in their attempts at success. Berry thought she was TV star material and Blaine had flunked out of school, to name two points. He also remembers her laughing a lot as well as her irritation over Berry’s bitchfest with regard to Santana becoming her understudy only for her to end up running out on the entire show to go to LA, and some “meet up” Britney told her about with the “Lima Losers” (her words, not his….although he’d apply that label to some of them too) at some future date. He honestly does not understand that entire group or its dynamic (minus that it’s fucked up that is).
Reaching his destination, he blurts out “You’re absolutely ridiculous, you know that, right? Exactly how long are you going to stand around out here, in the rain, waiting for those losers who aren’t worth a minute of your time?”
Kurt is at first startled and then shell shocked, followed by being rendered speechless, and frozen with a slight deer in the headlights look on his face. Not altogether surprising, as it’s doubtful he had planned on being accosted like this; especially by this person.
Grabbing impatiently at Kurt’s arm, he drags him to the crosswalk to head back to the café. “You’re coming with me and getting out of this weather. I can’t stand another minute of you waiting out here on your own.”
Finally finding his tongue, although still rather shocked at this turn of events, he simply lets out a “Sebastian?” He rolls his eyes at himself for uttering such a profound statement. He’s not even really sure why he’s letting himself be dragged along by his former high school nemesis, but numbly follows along, eyeing where his capture has grabbed his wrist as they make their way across the street and walk toward the entrance of the café his been meaning to try out. He can’t believe he hasn’t tried it before now; it’s only about two blocks from his apartment. To be fair to himself though, it’s only been open a couple months and his schedule, until the end of last week, had been fairly hectic and busy. Plus, well, he hasn’t always felt like going out anywhere, even just to a new café. Without realizing it, being so lost in thought, they’d come inside and walked until they reached a table occupied by a fairly pretty woman, who definitely looked related to Sebastian in some way. They have the same eye color and shape as well as the same color hair; though hers is cascading in long waves down her back and pinned back from her face with some wonderful little barrettes. He can’t tell her height, but she looks to be almost as tall as Kurt. Lost again in his contemplations, he startles again when Sebastian directs him to a seat.
“Sit.” Sebastian says gruffly, but after noticing both Kurt and Anna staring at his behavior and tone, lightens his gruffness with a “Please” and a smile. He can tell Kurt is shocked by the way he simply sits as requested and without a word of argument or protest. Sebastian may have wanted to work on a friendship (or more, Santana’s evil little voice says in his head) with Kurt, but he hasn’t actually run into him until now to be able to try. Santana would be laughing at him now if she knew. Looking over at his sister, he figures she would probably laugh as well and share it with their brother too. After that spectacle of a proposal, he figured he never would have a chance to either and hadn’t put much effort into seeking the other boy out. Thanks to Santana though, he’s completely caught up on most of the New Directions member drama; frankly, more then he wanted to know beyond what had to do with Kurt. With the knowledge of yet another “break up” he’s going to make sure that he gets a chance with Kurt, and to treat him like he should be treated. Shaking his head a little, he returns his attention completely back to his table companions.
“I’m sure you’re at least a little chilled by standing out there, and my sister ordered the coffee, so you know I haven’t poisoned it or anything.” He smirks at Kurt. “I’m assuming the cheesecake Danish will be to your liking as well. I have it on good authority that you’re fond of cheesecake and this place makes some great pastries.”
Not completely over his shock of his current position, Kurt takes a sip of the coffee and his eyes widen. “Nonfat mocha? You know my coffee order?”
Scratching the back of his neck, and losing some of his smirk, Sebastian says “Well, we’ve spent enough time in coffee shops that I may have picked up on what you order.”
Hmming, Kurt takes another sip. “It’s really good. I’ve been meaning to come here, but hadn’t gotten around to it yet.” Smiling, Kurt says “Thank you.” He’s not really sure about the situation he’s currently in, but it’s a lot better than where he was a few minutes ago. Elliott keeps telling Kurt that he needs to put himself first more often because his “friends” (there’s always quotation marks involved when Elliott says it, because his not a fan of them treating Kurt so poorly) don’t deserve him. Kurt’s tried to explain the ties between the members of New Directions, but Elliott (and Dani, Adam, and Chase) believes the group is entirely too incestuous and codependent to be healthy. After rekindling his friendship (just friendship, thank you) with Adam, he also explained (very kindly, but then Adam has always been so kind to him) that perhaps most of his relationships with members of New Directions was more than a little one sided and felt Kurt was taken advantage of too often for his comfort. None of his New York friends said it directly, but he knows they especially meant his relationship with Blaine, and he was glad they weren’t saying I told you so now.
“So do you like it?”
Looking up, Kurt realizes that Sebastian has asked him a question while he was lost in thought. “I’m sorry, what was that?”
“Do you like the Danish? If not, I could order something else. They got some really great sandwiches and soups if you’re hungry for more.”
Sebastian is almost earnest looking in his attempt to feed Kurt (and flustered, weirdly enough), and it makes Kurt smile softly. “No thank you, the Danish is plenty and tastes wonderful. I can’t say that I’m not shocked to be sitting here, but I do appreciate the coffee and food.”
Clearing his throat, and completely not blushing, at all, thank you, Sebastian says “It’s nothing, really. I really just couldn’t watch you over there anymore and had to get you out of the rain.”
“I’m more than a little surprised you weren’t reveling in my misery, to be honest. We aren’t known for our kindness to each other.”
“I’m surprised it took him as long as it did to come get you actually. He could barely take his eyes off you and hold a conversation with his favorite sibling. Frankly, I’m shocked and appalled at this kind of treatment by my baby brother.”
Both Kurt and Sebastian startle this time. They had both forgotten the other person at the table.
Sebastian recovers first. “Shocked and appalled, Anna, really? You should have become a drama major and not concentrated on business.” He then remembers what else she said. “I was not busy staring. I just happened to notice Kurt standing in the rain.”
“Yes Sebastian, shocked and appalled…at your blatant staring.” She giggles. “I can understand the distraction though, he’s a cutie.”
Kurt blushes at this, but manners take over and he extends his hand to her. “Please, excuse my rudeness. Kurt Hummel, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Anna takes his hand in return, and smirks at her brother (if she hadn’t already confirmed it herself, Kurt would definitely know they were related by that smirk alone), “Oh, a polite one as well, Sebby. You need to scoop this one up quick. And there’s nothing to excuse, except my rude baby brother not introducing us properly. I’m Annalisa Smythe, but please call me Anna.” Finishing with a kind smile directed at Kurt.
Sebastian could kick her, he really could. He knew how she would be, but had been distracted by getting Kurt out of the rain and well, by Kurt in general. He settles for giving her a dirty look and turning toward Kurt, ignoring her words completely.
The conversation flows for the next half an hour, with a lot of their usual snark, but minus the malice that used to lace their words. He can tell an underlying sadness is still with Kurt, but he’s glad to hear that he’s still doing well with school and work; glad that he hasn’t run back to Lima and dropped all his goals here. When Kurt gets up from the table to leave, citing that he’s got to head to work (a diner you can be sure Sebastian will be checking out) for a few hours, Sebastian is left with a good feeling about the future.