It still didn’t feel real, almost like he was floating in a dream like state. Though at the same time this was the realest anything had felt in a long time, because he knew this was where he belonged. Like a splash of refreshing cold water as he felt the body contact of his lover, making him realize this was happening. It was real && it was right. Ultimate happiness almost started to become some sort of unattainable myth in Sebastian’s mind, doubting he’d ever reach it. But looking around, seeing his hotel room, his boyfriend, the city that always stayed his home in his heart- he couldn’t be happier. No worries on the agenda besides what cafe they want to eat at for breakfast tomorrow morning. This was going to be a great experience for the both of them && for their relationship. He knew getting Blaine away from the stress of New York was necessary, even if Blaine liked to deny that it was.
Sebastian shuts his eyes lightly as he presses a kiss on Blaine’s lips back, deepening it the second time && shifting a simple peck into an absolute act of passion. In the city of love, it was hard to not turn into a complete lovey dovey sucker for romance. Sebastian intended to put no effort in trying not to. He had always been bitter to love, but somehow Blaine opened up a new side of him. A side where he wasn’t afraid to scream his love for Blaine from any rooftop. Embracing how close he felt to his boyfriend in this very moment, he hums affectionately. As their lips part Sebastian stays close, looking down at Blaine with eyes full of love. He places a finger to Blaine’s lips, raising an eyebrow before speaking lightly. ❛Je Ta’ime.❜ he corrects, repeating the words of affection in French before pressing a kiss to his nose && moving his finger. Grinning against the pair of lips that touched feather light to his once again, he couldn’t be higher on life.
❛I’ll pour the wine. We can unwind a bit before exploring the city. Would you like that?❜
Sebastian deepening the kiss drew Blaine tighter against him and the taller one had to bear some of his weight through the part where Blaine’s breath paused and he got too dizzy. In a motion that was total rom-com and something he did often when taken by surprise and caught up in the moment–best not to tell him this, though–. Blaine’s heel lifted a few inches off the floor until their mouths parted, he drew in a breath and Seb’s finger touched his lips to ground him–and his gravity defying foot. A goofy grin sprang up as he nodded against Sebastian’s fingertip quick to whisper a soft, “Ohh! Right! Right! How’d I forget? Je t’aime,” back. Olive skin lit up with a dusting of red, eyes twinkling with laughter when Sebastian landed a peck to his nose. “Mm, sounds perfect,” with their foreheads touching–Blaine rocked his back and forth slowly against Sebastian’s staring into the dense forest green of his boyfriend’s eyes without making much of a move to break them apart other than to drop his hands down to his side and release him from the hug. “I’m opening every window in this place in the meantime.” He wanted to let the city inside in every way possible. Sights, smells, sounds. Sebastian brought him home and Blaine was going to make sure that Sebastian had the chance to let that they were here together absorb while they lounged.
One more kiss–against Sebastian’s chin–and Blaine squeezed both of his hands and stepped back no matter how hesitant he was to leave the arms that were around him. They had plenty of time for that. Time to let the sunshine in. Curtains gave way to the balcony and the view lurking past, large French doors were swung open so they could both get some fresh air. With his back turned to Sebastian? Teary eyes hinted how much Blaine might need it and the gesture was slightly selfish. Blaine’s brimming smile erased any idea that his eyes were watery for any other reason than being flabbergasted and completely awestricken that Sebastian did this. That he had someone like the man in the room behind him was something Blaine constantly had to pinch himself and prove he was awake and not dreaming because of how perfect Sebastian made their lives together–his life. This was just–a little overwhelming. In the best sort of way. Still overwhelming. “Hey babe,” he called out from the balcony, “I think I found my new favorite place here because–you have to see this.” After he batted his eyes dry and stopped being such a hopelessly lost romantic, please?
This was a beautiful room, of course it was. No doubt in that. The moment you enter, it’s like your eyes are being treated to a visual massage. Appealing, romantic color pallets of maroons && a variation of beige’s for everything through out the suite. From the silk sheets on the queen sized bed to the bottles of wine set out on the table for the couple, Sebastian was content with his planning for this particular hotel. But looking past all of the material things, the most beautiful thing in this very moment right now was getting to see Blaine in awe over it. The way he dropped his bags && began observing in complete surprise was adorable. Making his boyfriend happy made Sebastian happy. He was so excited to show Blaine his home city, all the places he used to go. The culture, the language. He stood back still by the door of the room, watching Blaine with a steady eye && a wide smile. He wanted to capture that moment forever.
When Blaine turned towards him &&whispered his name in disbelief, Sebastian shrugs his shoulders as if he had no idea who did all of this. Finally letting his true thrill for this vacation release, a laugh of excitement is let out &&he steps towards Blaine. Sebastian stands behind his shorter than himself boyfriend, rubbing his shoulders lovingly from behind while leaning his head down to press a tender kiss to his neck. ❛ It’s all for you, Blaine. ❜ he says quietly in an affectionate tone, his smile still lingering.
Blaine watched Sebastian with an awestricken look of bewilderment and fascination. He laughed when his boyfriend laughed because if he didn’t–he was going to start tearing up the longer he thought about the sheer effort Sebastian put into making this remotely possible. Without realizing it until he was short of breath–his pulse drummed through his veins to the beat of a rabbit’s foot. Teeth worried against his bottom lip trying pinching the right amount of skin between them to give him a dose of reality when all of this felt so much like a dream that lasted after waking up. An unbelieving shock began to settle in. A good one, no, a great one. Standing still as his boyfriend walked around him–Blaine followed his every movement until he could no longer see him and sighed, still struggling to put words to what he was feeling. –How are you real? What did I do to get so lucky?– One hand up moved up to cover Sebastian’s while the other reached behind him to cling to a slender hip glad that he had Sebastian to lean on for support. All for him? “You-I-I-don’t know,” goosebumps erupted underneath Sebastian’s lips and he shivered at the sensation rippling over his skin from a simple kiss aimed just at the right spot.
“I don’t know what to say. I think it finally hit me that this is happening. You’re completely overwhelming,” he turned around and lifted up slightly–head shaking. Both arms wrapped around Sebastian’s shoulders and pulled him down with a soft nudge with the side of his forearm. The room–beautiful as it was–faded from sight. The city he couldn’t wait to get out into and explore was background noise in comparison to the set of eyes he stared into and the man he held close enough to whisper against his mouth. “I love you, Seb.” Another peck, then another and one more for good measure that lasted much longer than the previous two seemed to fit better than any ‘thanks’ or other nonsense he might blurt out. “I love you so, so much.”
( mssg » blaine | sent ) Alright, I’ll pick you up a coffee. Medium drip, right?? ( mssg » blaine | sent ) Thank you for understanding, killer. My dad is such an asshole, especially when hes in his extra raging bastard mood. Spending time with you is much more enjoyable. Especially if its being spent trying to get your trust back. Bc thats important to me. Ill get your coffee & be over in about 20.
( mssg » sebastian | sent ) Thank you so much, Sebastian. Medium drip is perfect. That should be enough to wake me up. 🙂 ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) You don’t have to thank me. you’re welcome. I’ve told you before that you’re are safe here when that happens. I wouldn’t take that back. Not even after this. i’d never be that cruel to y ou. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) I unlocked the door. My paerrnts aren’t here. Dad had to fly back out and mom’s staying overnight in Cincinnati after dropping him off at the airport. feel free to let yourslef in. Typo city I think. Sorry. Yes. Bring coffee.
With a small growth of his smirk && a slight eyebrow raise, eyes roll playfully as he keeps his coffee gripped in hand. Knees spread apart under the table, leaned back in the chair as if he was right at home as comfortable as could be. ( Of course it wasn’t at all relevant that he always felt at home when around Blaine. That was a story for another time. ) Sebastian licks his lips with the smallest bit of tongue, letting out a snicker at the words he was being told. There had to be a reason Blaine wasn’t moving && it sure as hell wasn’t because his feet were glued to the ground where he stood for several minutes now. ❛ What last guy? I don’t see one. Last time I checked the only guy I have eyes for as of right now is you. Though I do love a good ass no matter what, I prefer a perfect one—- && yours? Definite perfection, Blaine, really. Kind of convinced you’re wearing padding under there. ❜
That smirk! That smirk drove Blaine to stand his ground even more firmly. Toss in the eyebrow raise? Game on. Blaine’s hand hanging at his side curled into a light fist that was shoved into his pocket while the other lifted so he could sip his coffee. An unwavering golden hazel downward stare right into Sebastian’s eyes began to twinkle with a newfound determination to stay put, breathe, and not budge. “Mm. I don’t know. I wasn’t paying attention. I figure if you’re lounging here people watching–there must have been one or two.” He eyed the area around them over the top of his cup but didn’t move his head. That way? Once he was done? Sebastian was his focus just as he mentioned he only had eyes for him ‘as of right now’. Thus opening a doorway for Blaine to volley back. “Exactly. As of right now. How am I supposed to–” Damn it! He choked on the closing when he felt the temperature of his face start to rival the heat of the sun. Definite perfection? Padding? He had to blink, had to shake his head to clear out a cobweb or two. “You caught me. That’s what I do. What about you? Is that eyebrow permanently glued to your hairline? Or have you trained it to stay up there?” ––Yes. Please stop that.– What it did to him every single time wasn’t fair. Sebastian knew it. He had to. He was quick enough, smart enough and that just was mean.
( mssg » blaine | sent ) You aren’t being harsh. I’m bulletproof, Blaine. You know that. I can handle anything… Except if it were to come to the point that I’d never be able to talk to you again. I’ll do everything to gain your trust back. I just want to show you who I really am. I would regret it forever if you only saw my dark side. ( mssg »blaine | sent ) I’ll say more when I get there, I’d rather talk about it in person too. I can finally get out of this bar. I really didn’t want to go home just yet. My father has been on an angry streak lately. Are you sure you don’t want me to bring anything? Do you need any Ibuprofen? Are you hungry?
( mssg » sebastian | sent ) Bulletproof. Right. How’d I forget? I started to think I was getting past those protective layers you hide yourself behind. i think that’s what hurts the most. That doubt I have that maybe I was wrong. I hate that it’s THere. I hate that we are reduced to this conversation when it’s the last thing I would have expected. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) don’t answer that. We’re supposed to be talking about this when you get here. Sorry. I’m just awake and this hurts and I’m rambling. Can fingers ramble? i’m doing the finger version of rambling. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) You don’t have to go home to that. You can come here and stay as long as you need to. I’m not going to send you home to that mess. got stronger stuff and my mom keeps a massive container of Advil in the house. Coffee? coffee would be gReat. I’m always drowsy with the medication and I don’t want to be out of it your entire visit. Thank you.
The options of what he could do to back out were narrowing slimmer && slimmer the longer the presence of the two alone in the room lingered. It was like something was bumping loudly in the back of his thoughts && letting the pressure rise as minutes passed. Was it his heart that was beating? His head that was pounding? All of it mixed so horribly together that lines had become blurred for what there was to blame for this fear. Sebastian had always prided himself in never letting fears hold him back, yet here he was, not even close to certain of how to pursue this long drawn on confession. It had to come out, it had to come out now. && that’s precisely why he wouldn’t allow himself to stand here silent && fade out with nerves. Sebastian was going to do it now, because if he didn’t he might walk out that door with the biggest regret of his life.
Fingers fidget with one of his blazer sleeves, the sick feeling in his stomach from nerves intensifying. This wasn’t the Sebastian everyone knew. This was the Sebastian that hopeless love had turned him into. A mess with endless doubts. Finally, he looks back up at Blaine as he watches him sitting in the vanity chair. Oh, those yellow tinted lights illuminating off of his angel skin. He was so handsome, now looking more handsomer than ever. He wanted so badly not to ruin the innocent look on his face with the news he would soon be bringing to Blaine’s attention. It wasn’t fair to Blaine, it wasn’t fair to Kurt. ❛ I was saying, uh—– ❜ he pauses, slowly walking towards where the other sat. Sebastian sits on the edge of the vanity counter top, now facing Blaine. He looked down with a frown before sighing.
❛ I’ve always been in love with you, Blaine.&& I still am. I’ve never stopped being in love with you. ❜ The bomb was dropped, his voice was shaking. He wanted to vanish into thin air. Leave before there was a chance to hurt from the reaction he would receive.
Breathing became increasingly difficult as he waited. Blaine felt what was coming. He knew it before Sebastian met his eyes knowing his were so hopeful that Sebastian might change his mind and decide he wasn’t worth the heartache that the air between them warned would only get worse. –I don’t want to be the person who does this to you. Please don’t make me be. Please, Sebastian, don’t.– He let himself be greedy enough to stretch out the minutes where both of them could sit there with words unspoken and hold onto how things were before–. A feeling deeper inside than his bones that already ached so bad he swore they were turning hollow caved his throat in when Sebastian stole the safety net of distance and reflections by sitting on the counter top and forcing Blaine to see him in the flesh. Close enough that he could feel the warmth of Sebastian’s leg against the side of his hand. Blaine screamed internally for him to stop before it was too late. –Not today. Don’t make me remember today as the day I broke your heart!– Then it was too late and he heard every word that Sebastian couldn’t take back and he’d never forget. Blaine sat perfectly still and his wide eyes–filled to the brim with tears–stared up at him seeing nothing but desperation. Sebastian looked as if he’d rather be anywhere other than beside him. The unsurety that the normally so confident man broadcasted drew Blaine to cover his hand with a grip that had no right to be shaking as much as it was.
His chair slid back and echoed in Blaine’s ears as he stood leaving barely any room between them. “Seb,” he whispered unsteadily, expression filling with sorrowful regret. His elbow bent as he cupped his cheek in a cold palm. Fingertips grazed Sebastian’s hairline as Blaine shook his head. “I’m sorry.” A caress swept over Sebastian’s temple. “I never wanted to hurt you. You have no idea how important you are to me. How important we are,” golden hazel begged Sebastian to understand before he leaned in and rested their foreheads together using the closeness to blur Sebastian’s face from view. When that didn’t work–Blaine closed his eyes and breathed the same air as Sebastian for what was probably the last time. Thinking it would be made Blaine’s stomach bottom out. “I-I can’t hurt him. Not like this. Not this bad. But don’t you dare walk away thinking I couldn’t love you. That you don’t deserve it. I know that’s what’s going to happen.” He blurted out the next part, too emotionally strung out to keep it inside. “I do–I mean–did. Part of me always will. You–you’re—” What was he doing? What was he saying? This was so wrong to do to him. “I’ll stop–I just–I’m so sorry.” –Please don’t hate me now. I don’t want that either.– But he couldn’t blame him if he did.
( mssg » blaine | sent ) Blaine… Hearing from you is all I wanted. ( mssg » blaine | sent ) & now I finally have the chance to say everything I wanted to say, before I was scared. I never wanted to throw the slushie. I planned it out, thought it would score me some points, & when we were all singing I was going to back down but my impulse took over & I just got so mad. Even if it would of hit Kurt like planned I would still feel just as bad as I do right now. ( mssg » blaine | sent ) & listen, this explanation isn’t for me to give myself a good name. I just want to make it clear, I never ever wanted to hurt you. Or anyone. Right after it hit you I felt everything closing in on me. I shut down, I couldn’t go to help you because I knew if I did it would all go down from there. It’s been the only thing on my mind. Please, Blaine. I don’t apologize much, to anyone. Take this one? I can come visit you, I’ll bring you anything you want. Maybe tell me how surgery went. I owe you my all. How mad at me are you? I regret everything.
( mssg » sebastian | sent ) Score you points with who? The Warblers? The Warblers I left behind this year might’ve done some shady things to get a leg up on the competition. What you did was beyond sneaking into auditoriums to figure out the acoustics and get an unfair practice in. Or any of the other /harmless/ things we’ve done.
( mssg » sebastian | sent ) but then–none of them bothered to come help so I don’t know. Maybe you were on the right track. As much as it hurts to think so. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) if it hit Kurt we wouldn’t be having this conversation. We wouldn’t be having any conversation actually. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) I’m sorry that was harsher than i wanted it to be. I know you aren’t the type to apologize much. I’m not the type to turn an apology down if it’s given honestly. I can accept it but we’re going to have to work on trusting each other again. What happened goes deeper than a scratched eye. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) You can come over. I’d rather talk about this in person. no you don’t have to bring anything. the door will be open. I promise I’ll try to be awake.
❛ You’re gonna squirt me with a water bottle? Aw, that’s a real bummer. I was hoping you’d squirt me with something else. ❜
“Did you just–Oh God–How did I not see that coming from a mile away? With all the money you have? You really should pay someone to patch the hole in the filter between what’s going on in your head and what comes out of your mouth. Some things are better left unsaid. That? That would be one.”
“ My very first goal of this trip has been checked off the list. Seeing the look of disbelief on your face when we arrive at our hotel—– it’spriceless. “ he smiled before pecking a kiss to Blaine’s cheek as the other steps out of the car door. He could get lost in those golden eyes for hours, anywhere. Even when they are in the beautiful core of Paris, with endless beautiful scenery. Still, he could get lost in Blaine’s eyes. Being in the city of love with his very own love meant the world. Making a return to France would have been like a dream even if he walked down the streets alone. But he wasn’t alone, the man who he had been in love with since the moment their eyes made contact was with him. Every time he looked at Blaine the flashbacks emerged, mental fog trailing to the sides && making a pathway for Sebastian to take a look at all they had been through. Though he had always been chasing after Blaine, he didn’t think he would end up with him. How he ever so adorably stuck his head out the window like a dog, or how he bounced back and forth on his feet in excitement. Sebastian loved all of it.
Rolling his suitcase behind him, && his carry on bag on his shoulder, he reached out for Blaine’s hand. Eyes were lit up with a passionate fire as they walked towards the ten-story building. “ If you think it’s pretty now, wait until you see the inside. I think you’ll really like it here, Blaine. “ Just before greeting the man who opened the front doors for guests, Sebastian looked over at Blaine, demanding an eye contact. His stare alone screamed ‘ I love you ‘. Sebastian didn’t have a cheeky grin on his face, or a smug smirk, he had an ear to ear smile sweeter than candy. He wished he could save every moment forever.
As the two entered the lobby, his eyes observed all of the fine artwork && luxurious decor. Other guests were walking by left && right, the ever so familiar sound of French ringing to his ears. There was a moment of shock like no other; Sebastian Smythe was home. Fingers stayed interlocked between Blaine’s as he glances over. “ What do you think so far, babe? “ he asks with enthusiasm, filled with excitement to check in at the front desk && see their room.
As caught up in staring starstruck at the hotel as they walked towards it Blaine was? The weight of Sebastian’s stare pulled him in like it had it’s own source of gravity that shifted the center of Blaine’s and brought him right into Sebastian’s orbit just as the taller man wanted. That’s how they worked. No words needed to be exchanged to demand attention. Just that pull and tug from deep inside. Blaine squeezed Sebastian’s hand tight and looked up quizzically. The sight waiting for him when he did took his breath away. Sebastian’s eyes were only on him and the gentle smile that went along with that softness in the seas of green waiting for him there made it impossible to resist what he did next. Who cared if they were blocking the door and the host was waiting for them to enter it? Blaine reached out and curled his fingertips around the edge of Sebastian’s collar and pulled him down while lifting up to brush their lips together.
Blaine savored the moment long enough to breathe out a sigh and a quietly spoken, “It’s wonderful. I can’t believe–it feels unreal that you pulled this off. Of course you did. If anyone could? It’d be you. That’s what I think. I love you so much. Thank you,” over Sebastian’s lips and then it was back to their hands linked together and the sounds of their suitcase wheels following behind them against the polished marble underfoot. By the time Sebastian let them into their room–Blaine was practically dry mouthed from gushing excitedly over every small detail his eyes landed on. His suitcase and bag were lost halfway past the entrance, discarded and forgotten as he came to a stop and palmed his mouth muffling a laugh of astonishment. Speechless lips parted once he pulled it away and what else could he do but shrug and stutter and tilt his head staring at the man responsible with a look of absolute disbelief. “You–I–Sebastian,” another breathless whisper of Sebastian’s name to add to the many that were on repeat for the past hour and a half.
❛ Hey, what’s so wrong about wanting to know what you said? I’m trying to be polite here, killer. But now I sense a slight tone of sass coming from you… Although, it’s almost more hot than the innocent, bashful Blaine I thought I knew. So proceed. Maybe I’ll end up being the one with the boner, who knows. It’s like Deal or No Deal. You could either end up staring at my boner or not end up staring at my boner. ❜
“Because you know what I said. Sebastian? You are two seconds away from me finding a water bottle to squirt you with. I do not have a boner and neither do you. No one is getting a boner. You know I come here every day? Can we please keep getting my morning coffees an unembarrassing experience?”
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