Suddenly, everything fell on top of him. A stone cold weight of the truth pushing down on his shoulders, sending his artificial confidence to crash onto the ground. All of the lies he had told prior to now about being truly interested in Hunter shatteredto pieces. A fragile vase. Though he convinced himself through && through that he was over Blaine, he knew it wouldn’t put up for long. Looking into those hazel eyes alone never got old. && the worst part of it all—– hearing his voice. Blaine was clearly genuine.
Not too much could tamper with Sebastian’s cold heartedness, he wasn’t an easy boy to bring down. But a natural weakness was always present when it came to Blaine Anderson. Why? Because he had always been && still is hopelessly in love with him. Skin was becoming hot, temper telling him to push Blaine away but his heart telling him to confess. By now you could begin to see the pain in his face. But soon that was cut off with a forced glare, strengthening his voice to make sure Blaine wouldn’t hear it crack. “ The only thing I need to care about is myself. The Warblers are fun && all but——- “ Suddenly the whole sum of what Blaine had just said hit him hard. “ Wait a minute… Why are you even going on about this whole ‘ caring for me ‘ thing? Why the hell would you ever care about me?“ Sebastian didn’t know how he could pretend any longer. This felt like hell.
Backward momentum swung into forward via steps that faltered. An invisible barrier made up from the tiniest crack in Sebastian’s facade blocked him from retreating any further towards hall. Blaine always noticed things other people wished he wouldn’t. A flaw that he once saw as a strength. Time and time again the universe kept holding up a neon sign that he was wrong and trying to break through when he wasn’t wanted only lead to anger and hurt on both parts. He still didn’t listen. Would he ever? No. Hard to break who you are. It’d be like him stopping breathing.
Or harder. His lungs proved their point when he was close enough to take hold of Sebastian’s wrist. “I’d believe everything you said if you didn’t look like saying it was about ready to make you fall apart. Why are you hiding from me? You never used to before him. Remember? You were the one to let me see you for you. I didn’t ask. You just showed me and it took so long for us to get to that point. Once we did, I didn’t expect us to go backwards.” Like everything else in my life. “Tell me you mean what you’re saying and I’ll walk away and leave you to what you want and chalk this up as another one of my many mistakes of misjudgement. We both know that’s a lie.” Sad but hopeful eyes never wavered from the forced cold stare of green he loathed being aimed at him. Blaine’s gentle grip became more firm. He was offering Sebastian a way to the surface he was slipping under before he drowned. “I care about you because you’re you and I thought I knew you. I think I still do,” he squeezed his eyes shut bowing his head to meet the hand he lifted to wipe his face, “Or if I don’t?” All the tiredness and heaviness in his chest hit home when he looked up at him again. The weight on his shoulders slouched his otherwise stiff back. “Just tell me to leave you alone and save me the embarrassment of talking to a brick wall. Cause feels a lot worse than the empty room I’ve been talking into for months.”
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