Roses of the Alps - Epilogue
Title: Roses of the Alps
Summary: Burt has his heart attack towards the end of Kurt's sophomore year and dies from it, leaving Kurt orphaned. His family, unable to care for him, send him off to an international boarding school in Switzerland, where one of his ancestors is an alumni.
Meanwhile, Sebastian got into trouble once too often and gets kicked out of his school in Paris. Figuring that he won't be able to get into as much trouble in the middle of nowhere in the Alps, his parents send him off to the same school as Kurt.
While Kurt is trying to get over his father's death, he and Sebastian meet and start a friendship with benefits, that has potential to become more.
Rating: M
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Character Death, Dub-Con
Other Pairings: None
Beta: shadowwanderer (my sister) and jassanja
Artist: Freakingpotter
Word-count: 54 076
A/N: Huge thanks to my sister and my friend Jassanja, who jumped in to beta-read for me, when none of the betas who signed up here, who I wrote, answered the messages I sent to them. Also, kudos, hugs and thanks to Freakingpotter for the wonderful art. ^^
Prologue | Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three Part 1 | Chapter Three Part 2 | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven Part 1 | Chapter Seven Part 2 | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve Part 1 | Chapter Twelve Part 2 | Epilogue
Epilogue
When Kurt entered Sebastian’s room, he didn’t expect him to have a visitor. He almost left until he heard Sebastian state, “I am not returning to the States for my next school year!”
The other man in the room said, “But, Bastian, you’ve been good this year. You’ve earned the right to come back to Ohio.”
Sebastian snarled, “As if that’s what I was aiming for! No, I’m staying right here!”
“You’re still underage, Bastian. You’ll do what I tell you to do!”
“I swear, if you force me to come there, I will act out again!”
“I can watch you better when you’re close by!”
“As if you ever cared about that, anyways! All you care about is the family name. The stupid family name! I bet people have been asking you where your eldest is. That’s why you want me to come back. You don’t want to admit that I’m in Europe and that you basically let my mom take care of me. The only thing you did was send money her way for me! You never acted like a father before, so why should you now, huh?”
“Don’t take that tone with me, young man!”
Sebastian threatened, “Well, if you care about the Smythe name, then leave me here. If you force me to come back, I will drag it through the mud.”
“For goodness sakes! Why are you so set on staying here, Bastian?”
“Because I have a boyfriend here!”
“Look, I’ve tolerated your delusions that…”
Sebastian interrupted him, “When will you finally accept that I’m gay? There’s no delusions there, Father! I don’t like breasts or pussies. I like flat-chested guys with dicks!”
“Don’t curse, young man! I can still wash your mouth out with soap, the way my grandmother did to me!”
“Go ahead and try. I’ll bite your fingers off.”
Sebastian’s father sighed and paused. “Bastian, this isn’t going to change anything. I want you back in Ohio.”
“And I told you! I’m not leaving Kurt!” Kurt heard him stomp his foot. “If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t even be having this discussion, because I’d still be the person you sent here last year!”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with this! I was planning on bringing you back this year, anyway! You still have to be taught how to be a Smythe!”
“You don’t understand! He needs me! I’m all that he’s got! I love him! I can’t leave him! He wouldn’t be able to handle it!”
“Fine! In that case, I’ll give you a chance. Introduce me to this Kurt, who’s apparently caused some type of dementia in you! If you can convince me that you really love him and that he’s really that dependent on you, then, fine, I’ll let you stay. Just know that I’ll have him on the cross-examination bench.”
“Fine! I’ll show you!”
Kurt decided to enter at that moment. To his surprise, when he looked at the man, he realized that he recognized him. Not only was he the State Attorney for Ohio, he was one of his father’s regular customers.
Kurt swallowed past the lump in his throat and held his hand out. “Hello, Mr. Smythe. I don’t think we’ve been officially introduced. I’m Kurt Hummel.”
Sebastian’s father looked at him incredulously. “I know you. I’ve seen you before. At the garage. Aren’t you Burt Hummel’s son?”
Kurt nodded. “The garage belongs to me. One of my dad’s best workers is running it until I’m ready to either sell it or run it.”
“Real shame what happened to him. It must have been awful to lose him like that. There one moment, gone the next.”
Kurt nodded. “Yeah. My mom died when I was eight, but we at least had time to prepare for that blow.”
Mr. Smythe turned to his son. “Okay, fine. You can stay, as a last favor to Burt Hummel. He was a good man - best mechanic I’ve ever seen - but, the moment you guys break up, I’m bringing you back to the States, Sebastian, do you hear?”
Sebastian just nodded stiffly.
“Now, I have some other things to deal with while I’m here. I’ll see you for the second part of the summer holidays, as usual. Goodbye Bastian.”
Sebastian glared at him. “Goodbye Father.”
***
The moment Mr. Smythe had left the room, Sebastian grumbled, “The nerve of that man! As if it’s a given that we’ll break up!”
Kurt felt his knees give out beneath him and he crashed to the ground. Within moments, he was a sobbing mess.
Sebastian quickly sunk to the floor, as well, and pulled Kurt into a hug. “Shh, shh, Kurt. Don’t worry, I would have found a way to stay here. I promised you that I’m not leaving you. Shh…” He rocked him gently.
Kurt whimpered. “I was…” he sniffed, “I was so afraid. I… I can’t… I can’t lose you. You’re… you’re all I have. Please. Please! Don’t ever leave me!”
“Shh, shh… It’s okay, Kurt; it’s okay. I’m here. I’m here. I love you.”
“Hold me. Just hold me. Please. Never let me go.”
“I won’t. I promise. I’m here. I’m right here.” Sebastian started humming a soothing, wordless tune that Kurt didn’t recognize. It was soothing, though.
Kurt heard footsteps receding. Vaguely, he realized that Sebastian’s father must have been listening to them, as a final test. As he clung to Sebastian, he sighed in relief in the knowledge that they must have passed it. They were home free, now. As Kurt leaned up for a slightly desperate kiss, he felt his anxiety start to recede. Between the warmth of Sebastian’s arms and the soft humming in his ear, he slowly drifted off to sleep.