Sing Me A Song

For the past few weeks, ever since their initial meeting, Sebastian had been growing edgier than ever. Him and Kurt had been texting continuously throughout the day and calling at least once every day but his skin itched and he was snapping at everyone. He just needed to touch Kurt, hold his hand and he would be happy. So, when he saw him talking to a group of people in the back rooms at Sectionals, Sebastian couldn’t stop himself. He grinned as he walked up behind him, smacking Kurt on the ass before he draped his arms over his shoulders and pulled Kurt against his chest. “Hey good looking, how about you and I kick this popsicle stand and find someplace a bit more private? Let’s see the highest note I can make you hit.” He teased.