From the desk of S. Smythe

dave-in-nyc:

Finally. Dave’s smirk grew when Sebastian’s grin went away. Looks like I found his weak spot. “Whatever, it doesn’t matter. All I know is that your preppy ass needs to stay away from Kurt.” Dave slammed the glass on the counter. “So I think it’s time for you to leave. Or would you rather have me “escort” you out? I’d much rather do that right now.” Dave made his knuckles crack again, this time in the air to look menacing.

Sebastian decided he would overlook the daddy comment, for now, because he could tell that he had upset the other man more than he had intended. He did that quite a lot, he just forgot sometimes that he was dealing with people not just puzzles to be sorted.

“Look if he really means that much to you, I’ll leave him alone. He’s not really my type anyway.” Sebastian said. “And you’re right I probably should be going… I have a meeting to get to tomorrow, it wouldn’t do to show up looking hungover.”

Sebastian placed some money on the counter, he wasn’t really sure how much the drinks had cost, but he knew that what he had left was more than enough.

“We should do this again sometime though, daddy comments aside I find your company to be oddly refreshing.” Sebastian said before turning and making his way out of the club.

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