AN: Again, a huge thanks to Tess who betaed this for me.

The familiar stench of public school hit Sebastian's nostrils so hard that he was sure he wasn't imagining it. There was something mouldy and tasteless about the school and it didn't help that the first thing he saw once he parked was graffiti of a poorly drawn penis and some obscure words. "Remind me why I'm here again," Sebastian sighed, getting out of Hunter's car. Hunter had insisted on driving so that Sebastian wouldn't run away in the middle of the show, leaving Hunter carless in Lima.

"Because you're co-captain. So act like one and stop complaining!" Hunter muttered under his breath. He had no idea that his father was this annoying when he was a teenager. And somehow, he had to make daddy Kurt fall in love with this boy who was, if he was being honest – nothing short of an idiot. Maybe this was going to be harder than he thought it would be.

"I could be out there somewhere, grinding against a hot twink. I could be getting drunk and having sex in a bathroom stall by now, and instead I'm in freaking McKinley High," Sebastian sighed.

Hunter was genuinely worried that he was going to cause Sebastian bodily harm even before the show started.

When the stage lit up and the opening number started, Hunter tried to squint around the auditorium to spot his daddy, but it was almost impossible to distinguish faces in the dim lighting. It was only when Blaine got on stage that he noticed him. Pale-faced as ever with a genuine look of sadness in his eyes that made Hunter's stomach tighten uncomfortably. Kurt's eyes were glued to the stage where Blaine was performing and he had to admit that Blaine was good. But Kurt wasn't just staring at him because he was good. He was staring at him because he still loved him, as much as it annoyed Hunter to think about it.

Nudging Sebastian's side, he pointed to Kurt. "Hey, look.. Kurt Hummel is here," he whispered.

The look he got back from Sebastian was nothing short of confused. "What is it with you and Hummel lately? Do you have a crush on him or something?"

Hunter pressed his lips tightly together and shook his head. He wasn't being as subtle as he thought he was being. But sometimes he wondered if he would have to dangle naked pictures of Kurt in front of his eyes to get Sebastian's attention.

"No.. I just find him fascinating. The other Warblers have told me about him and he seems like an interesting guy. I wished I was in the Warblers when he was in it," he shrugged. "I've seen videos of him and he sings like a god. That's some real talent over there."

"Whatever, man. Watch the show. Isn't that why we are here?"

Hunter bit his tongue until the show ended.

They were in their way back to their car when Sebastian suddenly stopped in the middle of the hallway. Just when Hunter thought that all hope was abandoned, he saw Kurt with tears pooling in the corner of his eyes. The reason for his crying was quite obvious when he saw Blaine walking away from him. Hunter immediately felt the urge to comfort his daddy, to put a hand on his shoulder and tell him that everything would be alright. Climb onto his lap and rest his head on Kurt's shoulder the way he did when he was little. But he was certain that Kurt would file a restraining order if he tried to do that now.

However Sebastian pushed Hunter aside and walked over to Kurt. It was obvious that he was keeping a respectable distance when he stopped a few feet away from him, between Hunter and Kurt.

"Did your miss your period, Hummel?" Sebastian asked aloofly, causing Kurt to look up. Hunter expected Kurt to take a swing at Sebastian's face for that comment or at least yell at him, but he was surprised to see the faint resemblance of an actual smile on Kurt's face.

"Did you drive all the way here to use that line or are you looking for Blaine? If you are, he went that way," Kurt pointed.

"Yeah, I know. But it's you I'm standing with, isn't it?"

"I guess it is..."

Hunter watched from a distance, trying to understand their conversation. What he got from it was that Kurt was glad Sebastian didn't specifically bring up the crying and Sebastian was glad that the conversation wasn't awkward. He was surprised to see Sebastian handle the situation with even an ounce of tact, and for a second he thought they would actually be able to get along.

"So.. How is New York?"

"Great, it's great... I'm working at for Isabelle Wright. It is like an unexpected dream come true," Kurt forced a smile, pushing away the memories of lonely nights and the longing stares he sent to his phone, both hoping that Blaine would call and at the same time hoping that he wouldn't. Even though he had a once in a lifetime opportunity to work for , an opportunity that most others would have killed for, he couldn't stop himself from wishing that he never left Lima. He still had that foolish hope that Blaine would still be his. The old Blaine, not this new person that he barely even recognised. "New York is good," he concluded with a sigh. "You know, Vogue is like living in a fantasy. I can't complain about that." Hunter knew that Kurt would eventually stop working at Vogue because his dream school finally accepted him. He remembered the graduation plaque from NYADA that hung over the fireplace in their house, right beside Sebastian's. But he also knew that his father would find his way back to where he left his heart; in the fashion industry.

"Of course you can't," Sebastian said, the condescending tone sneaking into his words and Hunter just knew that this was going the wrong way. "Working at Vogue is every teen princess' dream," he laughed.

The change in Kurt's exterior was immediate. His eyes narrowed into slits and his shoulders tensed in a protective stance. "I'm not in the mood for your games, Sebastian."

"Okay, why don't we just go home, Sebastian?," Hunter interrupted, pulling Sebastian's arm. He twisted it painfully, hoping that his co-captain would take the hint.

"You know.." Kurt started, his eyes never leaving Sebastian's. "I really thought you had changed after the whole Karofsky thing. I thought you were genuinely sorry and that you actually turned over a new leaf, but you are still the same Sebastian, aren't you?" he drawled, smoothing the lapels of his jacket, as though to brush off the hurtful words that Sebastian threw his way. Kurt had always prided himself in dodging curveballs, but there were only a number of them you could take before one smacked in you the face and hurt you. "You are still the sad bastard who thrives off others misery. What is it with you? What do you achieve by hurting people this way?"

The sneer on Sebastian's face made Hunter let go off him in shock.

"You know what, Princess? What does it even matter? Why should I try to be nice when no one seems to be willing to give me a second chance?"

"You know that's not true! I tried to hold a proper conversation with you, I tried to pretend as though last year never happened and yet you made me regret that decision," Kurt argued.

"Then maybe I can't be changed, huh?"

"This isn't a game, Sebastian." For some reason, Hunter felt they were taking about something else than just an internship at vogue and a hurtful comment. He didn't know who Karofsky was, but he was certain he had heard the name a few times, always in whispered conversation or mentioned in a casual sentence. Maybe it was a friend of his dads. He didn't know their backstory in detail, but he knew there were things in the past that his daddies were always reluctant to about. As much as it puzzled him, he wasn't here to play undercover detective. No, he was here to play cupid – a task that was getting harder and harder for every second Kurt and Sebastian spent with each other.

"Don't you fucking think I know that?" Sebastian snarled, shoving his hands in his pockets. A look of hurt crossed his eyes and from the way Kurt's features softened, Hunter was sure that he had seen it as well.

Kurt's focus shifted to Hunter and it was the first time Kurt actually spoke to him. "Listen... This sounds a little rude and I don't know who you are, but is there a chance that I can speak to Sebastian alone?"

"Of course, da-..." Hunter bit his tongue with a wince. "Yes, of course. I'll be in the parking lot," he directed the latter to Sebastian and shot him a warning glare before he stalked off.

The only thing he could hear as he walked away was the hushed conversation that he couldn't distinguish the way he wanted to. They were talking too softly and the sound faded for every step he took.

At this point he knew that he couldn't leave it up to chance. He couldn't trust his dad Sebastian to fix this on his own as he was probably the most clueless teenager he had ever met and if the rumours were right, his daddy Kurt was a painfully stubborn teenager too. No, he couldn't let them fix this themselves. He had to intervene.

Peeking at a fire exit map of the school, he took a detour until he was hidden by the lockers where Kurt and Sebastian still were. He missed out on a little of the conversation, but he was just in time to hear a bit of it.

"I know it isn't easy, Sebastian. I feel guilty too. I constantly think about what would have happened if I had returned his calls.."

"I should never have said those things to him.. I was such an idiot," he heard Sebastian mutter.

"I'm not justifying it, but you didn't know that he would do something like that. None of us did. So just don't be guilty, okay? Dave's fine now. I talk to him sometimes. He's happy," Kurt offered with soft smile.

"I just don't know what I would have done of he actually... You know.. Died."

"But he didn't. So try not to beat yourself up because of it," Kurt patted Sebastian's shoulder. "Okay... I'm probably going to regret this, but I'm going to give you my number and you can call whenever you feel like talking."

Sebastian cracked a smile. "Princess, I already have your number. I got it off Blaine's phone last year, just in case I needed to blackmail you," he smirked.

With a self-satisfied smile, Hunter sprinted towards the parking lot before Sebastian could get there.

AN: I hope you liked it. Tell me what you think :)