sebastian.

                    In his life, he’d ALWAYS been a boy without any fears or doubts of himself for as long as anyone who knew Seb could remember (or so people thought). But when Blaine came along creating something different for him, he’d grown to fear HEAVILY ever losing his friendship. He knew too well that he played a risky game when he came around all the time the way he did. Flirting and teasing left and right. Sure, Blaine didn’t seem to mind and every time it felt the shorter of the two with a blush on his cheeks, but who know what he REALLY felt about how Sebastian was with him? What if it was ALL just him being too nice to tell him to stop being the way he was? That possibility for someone so polite like Blaine had ALWAYS been a small doubt of himself that he kept sealed off. The last thing he wanted to do was make him uncomfortable in the end of things. With Blaine, he’d NEVER taken greed into hand. Even if sometimes he may want the ex-Dalton boy all to himself. When it came to being around Blaine, the subject of interest had always been supporting him and being as close to him as he could. Despite the spots in them knowing each other that he had messed up with. The big mistakes he had made at the beginning of things.

                    Seeing he had gotten Blaine’s attention as he had impulsively intended, his heartbeat sped up RAPIDLY. There he was, Blaine Anderson (the boy he had been DRAWN to ever since he had first laid eyes on him), flawlessly GORGEOUS and waiting on Sebastian’s question now. Eyes charm to the ever-so-adorable smile he’s given by Blaine, and emerald hues scan up and down briefly before his stare settles back on golden hazels. A TUG at the corner of his lips is given to the other, pulling his hand away from his shoulder and slipping it in his pocket. There’s a moment of hesitation when he’s about to ask, lips parted already but eyes narrowing in trivial wonder if he’s being too VULNERABLE to ask this. But he knows Blaine is the one he can always be HIMSELF with. His authentic, true self. The parts he DOESN’T show others. So? Seb says fuck it. ❝You’d tell me if I ever made you feel uneasy —– wouldn’t you, killer?❞ 

      The touch is gone nearly as quickly as it stopped him.  Hazel eyes watched Sebastian’s hand retreating into his pocket before darting back up expectantly.  He’d be lying if he said his shoulder didn’t suddenly feel so much colder than it was before now that Sebastian’s hand was gone.  Not letting himself focus on that notion–he bites his lip and waits.  Blaine’s gaze remains curiously questioning as he watches Sebastian seem to sort through a few thoughts in his mind. What was bothering him so much that he looked so hesitant to bring it up?  A quick sort through the moments previous turned up nothing that Blaine could pinpoint that might cause that expression.  The first question that popped up?  –What’ is so bad that you can’t say?– Sebastian was rarely ever the type to hold his tongue.  Their endless banter since the day they met was proof of that.  If he was hesitant?  What could it be..?  

“N-No.  I mean yes,” he quickly corrects himself because how stupid did that just sound?  Way to make an obviously concerned person momentarily freak out. Blushing at his error–Blaine steps forward and reaches out.  This time–it’s his hand that comes to rest on Sebastian’s elbow. A touch to get his point across even more solidly.  “What I wanted to say was that you don’t make me feel uneasy.  You’ve never made me feel like I should guard myself.”  Teeth flashed in a wide smile as he retracted his hand and cupped the back of his neck instead.  Fingertips nudge, rub and itch along his skin.  “We’ve always been the exact opposite of uneasy.”  They were.  The ease that he fit with Sebastian since day one was a mystery that consistently baffled him when he thought about it.  A connection that he never would question because questioning it might ruin it.  There wasn’t a single reason in the world why he’d want to chance doing that. “Did I do something?  Act in a way that made you wonder?  I didn’t mean to if I did.”