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David Karofsky tried to kill himself at sixteen. At age twenty six, he didn't bother trying again. Instead, he just killed his heartbreak the quickest way he knew how, with an easy orgasm.
That easy orgasm was named Sebastian.
Karofsky knew on some level that dating Blaine Anderson was always going to be courting heartbreak. That it was basically as close to dating Kurt Hummel as he could ever have, so he might as well take what he was blessed with and fuck the future. Klaine had their perfect destiny, their bizarro joint wedding, and Dave?
Dave had the number of the guy who had called him a hundred pounds overweight and told him to stay in the closet almost a decade prior. Dave had that guy eager and willing to hook up with him, Sebastian slumming it for a summer before he was inevitably going to return to prestigious law school, Dave nothing more than yet another notch in Sebastian Smythe's trek across the bed of every gay male in Lima who wasn't monogamous.
"Hey, would you want to go with me to Boston?"
"What?"
"Just thought, your ex is marrying his high school sweetheart, and it's not like you have much of life set up here. I've got more than enough money to take on a stay at home boy toy to share my apartment with."
Dave Karofsky was not about to kill himself, but killing the autopilot life he was living in Lima as an adult? He had no reason to avoid killing that. "Yeah, okay. Why not?"
Maybe this risk would blow up in his face like every other one he had taken, but at least David was making a decision his high school self never would have seen coming. The Glee club would be singing that one song entitled Boston if he was still in high school.