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It’s …    INSULTING ,  almost   –––   the thought that someone like Kurt would so much as  blink   in someone else’s direction.     Having   Blaine   was a rarity ,   a once in a lifetime chance for someone with a face like   that .     And Blaine ?     Blaine was far too gorgeous to settle for a boy so low-grade ,   annoying ,   unattractively baby-faced   –––    never mind be  slighted   by him ,   to be anything less than   worshipped   by him.    The audacity of it all.

Add   injury to insult   :    it’s the first time in ages that Blaine’s reached out.    Sebastian can’t exactly blame him   ;    he’s sure   Kurt   has something to do with it ,   that Kurt’s been watching like a hawk ,    ready to swoop down at the first   whiff    of Sebastian.    It should be comforting ,    satisfying   at least ,    to know that it’s   him   Blaine seeks solace in.   Still ,   his pride is wounded in playing Best Friend.     And yet   –––—

(  to   –  blaine  )   :   i think the universe is telling you something.    kurt’s finallly found someone more in his league.    maybe it’s time you do the same and let go of those training wheels.

Hurt ego and all ,   Sebastian still finds that signature smirk blooming in to something more  genuine .    It’s lucky he has the distance of the screen between them to hide the honest smile tugging at his lips ,   the way his eyes flicker at the glow of the screen.

He hesitates.

(  to   –  blaine  )   :   but seriously.    he’d be crazy not to appreciate what he has in front of him.

Blaine sat on the edge of his bed, hands still shaking as he gripped his phone so tight that the color bled out of his knuckles and fingertips.  Tears of frustration, hurt and anger that didn’t stop his entire drive back to Westerville were still welled up in his eyes.  The only person he thought would get it?  That he could trust not to run and tell Kurt everything he said and make things WORSE?  Was the one person that Kurt threw in his face repeatedly. As lately as two hours ago during their argument that got them to this point. 

Sebastian probably had better things to do than read his endless spewing text about things like ‘great asp’s and ‘using Kurt’s voice as his ringtone’.  Or suffer through the repeated question of how crazy he was for feeling this way mixed into a mottled mess of autocorrected words that, occasionally, were completely different from his original intent.  He kept going until he was answered.  Then the dots finally came to a brief pause until..

( mssg » sebastian | sent ) I don’t know if I want to go that far.  I just.  I don’t understand why he can’t see the reasons for the distance growing between us.  Or if he does?  Why then, instead of fixing it, is he talking to this guy?

In an attempt to soothe headache building behind his eyes, Blaine rubbed the bridge of his nose and let out a heavy sigh.  The next message caught him off guard from how perfectly timed it was just as a wave of self-doubt flooded his thoughts.

( mssg » sebastian | sent ) It makes me feel like everything I’ve been afraid of might happen.  I’m not sure how I’ll deal with it if it does.  That’s the biggest reason why it hurts so much.