It was late at night, Sebastian had his rather spacey house all to himself; as usual. Solitude brought him to think certain thoughts. Certain thoughts about one person in particular. Sebastian hadn’t seen Blaine online lately, && he definitely hadn’t forgotten about the offer he made a few weeks ago. With his history of never giving up on the boy, it was worth a try, wasn’t it??
Laying back in his king sized bed, Sebastian decided to ruthlessly go for it. Scrolling to the contact, he called up Blaine && waited with his ear to the phone. Eager for a voice on the other line.
Blaine glanced over at the clock sitting on his desk and noticed the hour. Was it really that late and he wasn’t near close to tired? Apparently so. Great thing about Fridays? At least there was no alarm to wake him up before the sun was up and make him regret not forcing himself to go to sleep.
Lazily flipping another page of the worn copy of Wuthering Heights he borrowed from his mother for required reading, he jumped when his phone unexpectedly rang from where he tossed it on his bed. Reading the name on the screen brought a smile to the corner of his mouth. Wuthering Heights could wait. "Hello, Sebastian,” Blaine pounced down and wiggled around to relax back against a pile of pillows. “Pleasant surprise to hear from you at this hour. What are you doing up so late?”
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