meme continuation. @inthequiver

Blaine couldn’t believe how this happened.  That an accident right as he left the shop would end with him rushing forward to help (of course he did, that’s how he worked) and seeing it was Sebastian in the back of the cab.  Did FATE seriously have to go to that extreme?  Okay– of not fate. Maybe luck or–in Sebastian’s case–unluck?  Who knew? What mattered was that he was here and not leaving. Not until Sebastian was released from the hospital and he got to be the one to take him home.

He was determined to stay put.  Sitting in the chair watching Sebastian with a look of worry that no feigned reassurance could completely wipe off.  Crinkled brows could flatten or perk up. Only to jam back together at the slightest wince or movement. Hands were flattened out, fingers laced tight and pressed against his belly.  Would soon start to wring together no matter how hard he focused on them not to.

Singing was easy enough.  A simple way to comfort Sebastian and–in turn–ease his own nerves.  His chair inched forward as the first few notes were hummed out, actual words following when Sebastian told him to go home.  His heart squeezed hard but he shook his head, close enough as Sebastian drifted off Blaine’s fingertips rested on top of the other’s hand. Temple pressed to the edge of a hospital bed, he continued with random songs until just before dawn, golden hazel eyes began to grow heavy.  The hum returned briefly before the quiet sound of his breathing was all that was left.