Prompt Post #7
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Sebastian is not looking for jewellery or anything; Kurt finds him in the living-room studying the photos on the walls. A while ago Carole and Dad spent a couple of weeks sorting all Hummel and Hudson photos there were and arranging them together. Kurt helped by saying things like “God, Dad, not that one, I look awful in it!” and “Oh gosh, that’s me and you having a tea party when I’m five, it’s mortifying… wait, don’t put it away, I want it to be on the wall”, and Finn just appreciated everything with unabashed puppy-like enthusiasm.
Kurt stops in the centre of the living-room and just watches Sebastian who chooses to ignore Kurt in favour of looking at the photos. Sebastian’s face is an emotionless mask; how he can pull it off with his generally extremely expressive meerkat-ish face, Kurt will never know.
“See something you like?” Kurt says, and immediately curses himself for utter idiocy.
“Not particularly,” Sebastian says, quite serious, and finally turns to face Kurt. “The very idea of walls covered in family photos is so goddamn cheesy.”
“We like it.” Kurt shrugs, not really understanding why he feels the need to defend his family’s choice of living room decorations to Sebastian. “It’s memory. Like, milestones.”
“Still so Pleasantville-style,” Sebastian chuckles. “I guess I wouldn’t know about milestones, though. Never had many photos of me taken anyway. Is that a tea party? How old are you here?”
“Five,” Kurt mumbles, feeling embarrassed for some reason. He doesn’t care what Sebastian thinks of him, Sebastian has already been thinking the worst of him since the day they met anyway, but Kurt still feels his cheeks heating unpleasantly. “I loved it, and Dad went with it ‘cause it was what I loved, so. Aunt Mildred thought it was adorable and snapped a picture.”
“Well, it is adorable.” Sebastian says it with a straight face, but there’s something very much like mirth and amusement in his eyes; they are so much warmer now than even during the dinner.
Kurt doesn’t know what to say to that (should he say anything? should he take it at face value, or as gentle teasing, or as downright mocking?); Sebastian is one big mess of mixed signals to him. So he settles for practical talk:
“I gotta do my homework now, and Finn too. Do you want to do something in the meantime? You don’t have homework, so… would you like to watch TV? Or some movie? We’ve got lots of DVDs.”
Sebastian shuts down in an instant; Kurt literally sees his amused look hardening and growing somewhat distant.
“Can I read something instead?”
“Yeah,” says Kurt, a little surprised. He never pegged Sebastian as a bookworm, but, well, why not, actually? “There are books in almost every room here. Here we have mostly children’s books which I’ve grown out of and which Dad doesn’t know what to do with. Also there are crime stories, like, Agatha Christie and James Chase, if you like, and some science fiction. Finn has comics only, to be honest, but his collection is really, really wide, you know. And I’ve got lots of the classics in my basement, plus all kinds of stuff on music and musicals. And Heinlein. I love Heinlein,” he adds, a tad defensively when Sebastian looks at him like he’s about to make fun of Kurt.
“Do you have Stranger in a Strange Land?” Sebastian asks.
“Yeah, of course. Let’s go, then? I’ll find it for you right away.”
Sebastian nods and follows Kurt.
Down in the basement Kurt quickly finds a worn-out copy of his, actually, favourite book (if you don’t count the illustrated biography of Barbra Streisand) and hands it over to Sebastian before taking his History textbook and sitting down on his bed. Sebastian glances at Kurt and then at the old armchair in the corner; Kurt hesitates for a second and then nods. Perhaps if Sebastian is here, practically in front of Kurt all the time, it’d be easier to study not thinking what Sebastian might be up to at the moment.
Sebastian is behaving. For all of seven minutes, but it’s better than nothing, in Kurt’s reckoning.
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