It had been months since he’d last seen anyone from Lima, Ohio. After the drug scandal it was all jail time, father drama, and isolation. Finally he was moved out, in New York, but he hadn’t decided what for. All the rich boy knew was where he was drawn to. What he wanted. Even if he didn’t know why he wanted it. Getting his latte was almost surreal. Every time he went into a coffee shop it was like reliving the incident in his head. && the world knew that hadn’t gone down very smoothly. It’s not his fault that the coffee tasted like PENCILS. Luckily in New York, they know the difference between their sugars.
Of course, it should of been obvious that he’d meet someone from his past. The Warblers, the New Directions, everyone seemed to gravitate towards New York after graduation. As he turned around he was met with a familiar face that he wasn’t so keen on meeting again. “Blaine.” His voice wasn’t as cold as it once was, and it seemed far less cocky— but that didn’t mean it wasn’t still VENOMOUS. “It’s been a long time” the words passed his lips with a bitter smile. He didn’t know how this would play out, but it wouldn’t be all chocolates and roses.
Blaine was full of grins and smiles as he hurried down the sidewalk in the direction of the coffeeshop closest to the switch of trains that’d take him back to the townhouse he shared with Mercedes and Sam. The day spent running to classes didn’t seem to damper his momentum. A sugar high he was riding from the lollipop sticking out of his mouth might’ve had something to do with the pep to his step too. If he was a ball of energy? That’s all that mattered. After tossing the treat in the trash and making his order, he moved to stand with the people waiting. His not-so-complicated compared to the usual ten item checklist lattes most customers ordered medium drip was called out quickly.
Almost left in blissful ignorance! Almost! Blaine barely caught sight of an unfortunately familiar profile on his way out. Why did he stop? He could’ve kept on going and pretended this didn’t happen and cringed about the fact Hunter was–apparently–in New York City once he was back outside. Hunter spotted him before he could cut and run. “Hunter,” he groaned inwardly through his forced smile. “Yes it has.” Not long enough in his book. –Damn it why? There went his happy buzz.– “Wow. New York City, huh?” His nose wrinkled and he did his best to look oh-so-happily-curious. “What brings you here? Just visiting?” –Please let that answer be a yes.–
Sebastian winked at Blaine with a smile on his face as he pulled out a set of car keys. “They’re Hunter’s keys,” he stated. He wanted Blaine to know that Hunter wasn’t that bad of a guy. Yea Hunter was a hard ass and he never slouched. Sebastian had learned long ago that it was how Hunter was raised, being an army brat and all. It definitely took some time for him to warm up to their new leader, since Sebastian was the exact opposite of Hunter but once he did he became quick friends with him. Both Blaine and Hunter were his best friends now and he couldn’t be happier. “You didn’t think he was that much of an ass that Hunter would let you walk all the way back to Mckinley high, did you?” He asked with a teasing smirk. Classic Sebastian. “The trip is two hours by car who knows how long it would be by foot.” he smiled and pulled Blaine along, loving the way Blaine squeezed his hand. It felt right. It felt good. Just like when he held Hunter’s hand only slightly different. When he held Blaine he felt like the dominant one, he felt like Blaine’s protector and he loved that feeling. When he was with Hunter it was the exact opposite. Who knew that a simple holding hands could make you feel so different when done by two people.
“Come on, Killer. Left Left left Right Left..” he sang a cliche military song followed by a hard spank that landed on Blaine’s plump behind. “Hunter let me borrow his car for the afternoon so what do you say to you and me having an afternoon with me? You left Dalton before I could woo you.” he smirked as he raised Blaine’s hand and placed a kiss on the top of his hand. “What do you say?” He asked as he looked up at Blaine, his lips still brushing on Blaine’s hand as his green eyes looked up at the boy with mirth.
“Just take me back to my house. It’s less out of the way. I don’t think Hunter’s going to want his car gone for most of the day. I can get someone to drive me back to my car over the weekend. Lucky me,” he sighed looking down between them at their hands as he squeezed Sebastian’s, “Your leader decided to kidnap me on a Friday.” His mother was going to hit the roof but it wouldn’t be the first time he came home with an equally weird excuse why he was late. Probably wouldn’t be that last. Lately, his life was running on strange and it didn’t seem like it was going to change any time soon. Leave making his return home for the people who stole him more convenient, too. Why? Blaine was wired that way. Sometimes he wished he wasn’t. That he could open his mouth and say what normal people who were abducted and carted to a private school to be given the ultimatum from hell might. Normal people? Back up. This didn’t happen to normal people did it? Only him. Only in his life. When the hell did everything start to get soweird?
Blaine jumped with the slap to his behind gawking up at Sebastian with a blush and a gaping mouth. “Did you just talk about wooing me properly and then spank me?” Did Sebastian think he was into that? Psh! As if! Why was he so red? Oh hell. Time to look at anything else in the room that wasn’t Seb. The ceiling, the floor or.. Straight ahead was good? ”I think you’re hanging out with that Hunter guy too much, Seb.” Blaine spies out of the corner of his eye something beginning with Seb’s jawline. Eye contact just yet? How about no? He squeezed Seb’s hand trying to prove he was half joking. Seb kissing the back of his hand made him stutter through his answer. “I-I say,” he rolled his eyes laughing nervously, “We get out of here first? I’m expecting bars to come crashing down over the doors right as I’m about to leave.”
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