Apparently Puck has already thrown him into the dumpster twice today, so I think we have our physical backup. And Finn told me that he's my bro and was weirdly intense about it, so I guess that's straight boy talk for we're covered.
Kurt had walked out of his class faster than normal, because he was convinced that Sebastian would try and follow him and he wanted to beat him. He reached the locker and had to smile when he saw Blaine standing there, looking adorable as always. He gladly sunk into an embrace and kissed him, then when the kiss got a bit too deep he pulled back, clearing his throat. His cheeks felt hot and he looked at Blaine, just one hand on his shoulder now.
"I missed you too." Blaine was also hornier than he wanted to be. His dick was rising so he swiftly made a bit of distance, just to try and avoid anyone noticing his current issue. He was sensitive and young, it was unavoidable. "I'm excited for lunch, I'm hungry and I need a break from thinking."
He held his hand out to Kurt with a playful smile. "Shall we?" Sure, Sebastian was lurking somewhere here but he wasn't scared or concerned. He loved Kurt more than anyone. "We can discuss with the other Glee kids how to handle the Seb sitch."
"Can't we just wrap him up and send him back to boarding school? He is so not going to fit in here." Not that he cared much about Sebastian's good, but he did care about his own peace of mind. Kurt walked down the hallway, holding hands with his boyfriend, ignoring the side-eyes they got.
It was easy to do, he spotted Finn not that far ahead of them. His brother was tall enough that he always knew when he was close. "I also want to discuss the musical options. I mean... Westside Story just seems inherently problematic."
"Because most of us aren't latino?" Yeah, Blaine had a hard agreement on that one but they were in the situation they were. They didn't get to pick the musical and there were already auditions and people were excited. "I would have picked Grease, personally. Or a very edited Rent."
Not that it mattered. They were all too straight for him. He looked around the hall with little willingness to let go of his boyfriend's hand. They got harassed for it, sure, but they were braver than these small minded assholes. "I wish we could play a lead couple. I mean, given our range, we could easily do it."
"Yeah, we could. But they won't even let me sing a woman's song in Glee club without criticism, so that's just not happening. Rent. La Cage Aux Folles." There was some potential there, Kurt supposed, although he wasn't quite sure about the crossdressing factor involved. Angel was an amazing role though. "One day, when we're in New York together, I will write us a musical. We can produce it ourselves. And it may be off-off-off Broadway, but it will also be fabulous and as gay as it can be. Which is very."
"Gay," a guy who passed them said, fittingly, but he stopped short of shoving them. Small victories, Kurt supposed.
"Correct, sir." Blaine called back playfully, which he wouldn't normally do but Finn was looking back to make sure they were both fine so he felt a level of cockiness. As long as the quarterback was there, they'd be safe. "I think we should definitely write something big and gay and romantic. I'm tired of straight musicals. I could help compose and we could pitch-- hey, Finn!"
"Hey, guys." Finn grinned at Kurt and then pushed the lunch room door open for them. "Just to warn you, Rachel has already talked to Mr Schue about the whole thing with that Dalton asshat."
"I assume con and not pro?" Blaine mostly joked, he knew Rachel had their backs.
"Is Mr Schue having a weird 'everyone deserves a second chance' thing? Because I really think that some people don't. They really don't deserve a second chance. Besides, Sebastian is probably at his fourth or fifth by now anyway.
Kurt sighed and shook his head, already feeling that this would spell disaster.
"At least we'll have another guy for Westside Story," Artie pointed out, trying to find any positive here, "Because Puck's face accent is awful. And that's me saying that."
"I hear you," Kurt mumbled, still cringing at the memory of the last rehearsal.
"I think accents should just be banned. We just have to rethink what we're doing so we don't make Santana murder us." Blaine suggested as he let go of Kurt's hand to grab two lunch trays, handing one to his boyfriend so they could go get something to eat. It was never good but it was something. And he didn't care what Kurt said - the tots were pretty awesome. "Having more guys - not a bad thing, I do agree there."
"Are you guys shitting on my performance again? Dude, I watched the original movie." Puck complained as he cut in front of Blaine and Kurt to steal some pudding cups.
"That movie was also deeply problematic, I don't even know where to start." It was hard to know where to start so Blaine didn't.
"I like the outfits." Finn offered as he stood behind his little bro. "Red is cool."
"The original movie also did brownface, do you want to incorporate that too?" Kurt asked sarcastically and Mercedes chimed in, while helping herself to tots.
"Hell to the no." At least they were all in agreement there, whatever other trouble they might have at the moment. In agreement there and united against Sebastian. At least Kurt hoped as much.
"There are musicals that would be less problematic. We could do Grease." Not that he had any hopes of getting a good role in that either. He could at least try again, so there was that.
"Okay so agenda for today - we petition for any other musical and we resist attempts to include Sebastian in the club." Blaine summarised as he got himself food and reached over to get a drink for Artie as it was out of reach. "I think we just have to make sure we can talk Rachel down. She's pretty into the West Side Story thing but she would fit Sandy D way better. Blond or not."
"Isn't that just the same story? They all have gangs." Puck pointed out as he tossed a carton of milk to Finn, who caught it above Kurt's head and then gave his brother an apologetic smile.
"A lot of musicals have gangs." Huh. "I never realised that before."
"Not that many." Blaine dismissed as he kept his head ducked in case those jocks decided to throw any more things near their heads.
"The gangs in Grease are less racially charged. Which is a good idea since we are a public school on Ohio with about 1% Latin representation." Give or take a percentile. Kurt lowered his head as he carried his tray over to where they always sat, ending up between Blaine and Mercedes. So many tots surrounding him.
"I'm fine directing another musical," Artie agreed, while taking the drink from Blaine with a thanks. "Something less controversial would be nice for a change, so we don't get cancelled again."
"A lot of high schools do Grease, I think that's probably the best one to do and the least controversial. It's either that or one of the classics, which means a bit played out." Blaine explained as he ate some tots and gently bumped his leg against Kurt's. He heard a sudden noise and then looked up, his eyes widened. "Oh. Oh no."
Blaine was a soft touch, he knew that, but he was what he was. And he had looked up to see Sebastian and he did not look good. He looked like someone had dumped their lunch on him. And they likely had. He saw some jocks high-five near him and winced.
The other boy was picking pasta off his shirt and trying to get sauce out of his hair. When did that happen?
Kurt saw that softness on Blaine's face and it hurt his heart. More importantly, he was now certain that if he didn't interfere, Blaine was about to go over there himself. "I'll handle him, all right?"
He touched Blaine's shoulder on his way up - he only had a salad anyway, not as if he had a mountain of tots to demolish. He walked over to Sebastian, clearing his throat. Olive branch. The smallest of olive branches and he already expected to have that thrown back at his face.
If one more person threw something at him today, he was going to lose it. He gripped the tray and eyed up the back of that giant guy who honestly didn't even look their age. He wanted to smack him around the back of the head with the tray and keep going and going until all of that pent up rage came out but he wasn't sure he could smash through that much muscle. Worth a try?
Sebastian looked up at Kurt, who was there, being nice-ish. Falsely. Fakely. He was just keeping his boyfriend away from him. "Does he feel bad for me? Aww. He was always soft. Sweet." He pushed his chair back a little to see passed Kurt, raising his hand to wave at Blaine and other waved gave with a sad smile. "Cute. I love how worried you are. Don't think I don't notice. I was wondering how secure you'd be but since I've come, I don't know. Running ahead of me, guarding your boy - going to keep me from Glee club too?"
With that same annoying smirk, he looked back at Kurt. "Oh princess, you can't keep me away."
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Just in case he has any other weapons.
I have my true love. I don't need anything or anyone else so good luck to him.
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God, he'll want to join Glee club.
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That's... kind of mean, isn't it?
I don't want to be mean. I just don't want him here. Why is he even here?
Glee club is a democracy, he's not getting in.
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The dumpster used to happen to me every day, it's not so bad.
Don't feel guilty, he's the jerk.
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I guess we have to talk to Mr Schue
After what happened to me, I'm sure he'll be understanding.
Sebastian is a bit a psycho.
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Don't start being friends with him again. I know you. You are too sweet. He'll take advantage.
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I won't let him. I'll freeze him out.
No one messes with my beautiful boyfriend <3
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He keeps looking at me with his stupid smug horse smirk.
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Freeze him out too. He doesn't matter.
Of course we're meeting for lunch. I'll be at your locker when we're done.
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I'm sorry, he's psyching me out.
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MATH IS OVER
GUESS WHO AWAITS YOU??? <3
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"You're a very welcome sight for sore eyes."
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He held his hand out to Kurt with a playful smile. "Shall we?" Sure, Sebastian was lurking somewhere here but he wasn't scared or concerned. He loved Kurt more than anyone. "We can discuss with the other Glee kids how to handle the Seb sitch."
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It was easy to do, he spotted Finn not that far ahead of them. His brother was tall enough that he always knew when he was close. "I also want to discuss the musical options. I mean... Westside Story just seems inherently problematic."
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Not that it mattered. They were all too straight for him. He looked around the hall with little willingness to let go of his boyfriend's hand. They got harassed for it, sure, but they were braver than these small minded assholes. "I wish we could play a lead couple. I mean, given our range, we could easily do it."
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"Gay," a guy who passed them said, fittingly, but he stopped short of shoving them. Small victories, Kurt supposed.
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"Hey, guys." Finn grinned at Kurt and then pushed the lunch room door open for them. "Just to warn you, Rachel has already talked to Mr Schue about the whole thing with that Dalton asshat."
"I assume con and not pro?" Blaine mostly joked, he knew Rachel had their backs.
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Kurt sighed and shook his head, already feeling that this would spell disaster.
"At least we'll have another guy for Westside Story," Artie pointed out, trying to find any positive here, "Because Puck's face accent is awful. And that's me saying that."
"I hear you," Kurt mumbled, still cringing at the memory of the last rehearsal.
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"Are you guys shitting on my performance again? Dude, I watched the original movie." Puck complained as he cut in front of Blaine and Kurt to steal some pudding cups.
"That movie was also deeply problematic, I don't even know where to start." It was hard to know where to start so Blaine didn't.
"I like the outfits." Finn offered as he stood behind his little bro. "Red is cool."
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"Hell to the no." At least they were all in agreement there, whatever other trouble they might have at the moment. In agreement there and united against Sebastian. At least Kurt hoped as much.
"There are musicals that would be less problematic. We could do Grease." Not that he had any hopes of getting a good role in that either. He could at least try again, so there was that.
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"Isn't that just the same story? They all have gangs." Puck pointed out as he tossed a carton of milk to Finn, who caught it above Kurt's head and then gave his brother an apologetic smile.
"A lot of musicals have gangs." Huh. "I never realised that before."
"Not that many." Blaine dismissed as he kept his head ducked in case those jocks decided to throw any more things near their heads.
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"I'm fine directing another musical," Artie agreed, while taking the drink from Blaine with a thanks. "Something less controversial would be nice for a change, so we don't get cancelled again."
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Blaine was a soft touch, he knew that, but he was what he was. And he had looked up to see Sebastian and he did not look good. He looked like someone had dumped their lunch on him. And they likely had. He saw some jocks high-five near him and winced.
The other boy was picking pasta off his shirt and trying to get sauce out of his hair. When did that happen?
"I bet that shirt was expensive..."
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He touched Blaine's shoulder on his way up - he only had a salad anyway, not as if he had a mountain of tots to demolish. He walked over to Sebastian, clearing his throat. Olive branch. The smallest of olive branches and he already expected to have that thrown back at his face.
"I can show you where to clean up. If you want."
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Sebastian looked up at Kurt, who was there, being nice-ish. Falsely. Fakely. He was just keeping his boyfriend away from him. "Does he feel bad for me? Aww. He was always soft. Sweet." He pushed his chair back a little to see passed Kurt, raising his hand to wave at Blaine and other waved gave with a sad smile. "Cute. I love how worried you are. Don't think I don't notice. I was wondering how secure you'd be but since I've come, I don't know. Running ahead of me, guarding your boy - going to keep me from Glee club too?"
With that same annoying smirk, he looked back at Kurt. "Oh princess, you can't keep me away."
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