Getting lost in the stare they held was so effortlessly easy. It took a single blink && all too quickly it was as if getting trapped in those hazel irises was inflicted by a force. Perhaps a force called chemistry. Sebastian liked to think he could look deeper in those eyes && find a glimpse of something he’s never seen before. Blaine always surprised him, && even more so as he watched Blaine progress through what once was awkward but now felt right. Sebastian didn’t except Blaine’s hands to move where they did; usually a move Sebastian would try to make. It slid from the shoulder to the cheek && before he could process the amount of body contact Blaine was giving, it trailed closer to his lips that he had just licked a few seconds prior to. When the touch was shifted to the corner of his mouth, Sebastian’s eyes flickered downwards to lightly glance at where his fingers were before returning back to the stare. He gives the signature smirk, hands slowly sliding down Blaine’s sides until he stopped himself at his waist.
❛ No worries, killer… ❜ he reassures cheekily, voice projecting smoothly && nonchalantly. The groan that came from Blaine caused Sebastian to develop a rush of thoughts, without realizing beginning to move one of his hands to Blaine’s thigh. Sebastian couldn’t describe it in his head as anything but sexy. Before realizing, he felt a sensation southwards. His cheeks became warm, hoping to god that a blush wasn’t visible. That would be a disaster in his opinion. Sebastian could feel his cock harden the longer the weight of Blaine pushed against him; an unintended tease in itself. Sebastian bites down on his bottom lip, wondering if Blaine could feel it or not. ❛ ———Looks like I’m enjoying your company more than I thought I was. ❜
A starstuck look of awe kept Blaine’s mouth slack until he tugged his bottom lip up. He bit down hard. After a drag of his tongue over the drying strip of skin thanks to the deep but quick breaths. Only a few more seconds of getting lost Sebastian’s stare turned them desperate pants spurned on by the clutching of his stomach. Not that he’d complain about the sensation. It was overwhelming and everything he imagined–and there were plenty of times–getting lost in that endless sea of green, the sensation of long fingers sliding down his sides and the warmth of Sebastian’s body would be like. Every inch of him that was empty and put on ignore for months came to life underneath the spell he was falling into. Too fast, too deep. No. Perfectly fast and deep enough to make him feel alive. Blaine’s breath shuddered across Sebastian’s mouth–mint and coffee–as he watched him look towards the thumb that twitched an explorative touch along the edge of his lip. He was so wrapped up in what he was doing that when Sebastian smirked, he mirrored it with a softer version and didn’t notice.
No worries? Sebastian was wrong. Blaine had plenty to worry about. Like how encaptured he was getting and how with an inch closed between them he’d be able to taste the lips that his fingertips refused to lift from. Sebastian’s blush–yes, he noticed that as well as something else that was impossible to ignore–only made the urge even harder to resist. Now he was so close to them that when Sebastian finished whispering he could feel them tenderly brush together. Speaking only made it worsebetter. “——I should get up,” he repeated out loud. Once again doing quite the opposite as his knees shifted apart far enough he removed any doubt that he was just as affected as Sebastian. The ache in him built up the need for any kind of friction he could get. He just happened to find it perfectly against Sebastian’s length. The drag backwards created by a lift of his hips and a parting of his thighs pushed every ounce of air out of his lungs, lashes fluttering as his eyes rolled back underneath them. When their lips met, Blaine didn’t have it in him to not feed Sebastian a moan. Fireworks of every color exploded behind clamped lids. He was starving by the time he hungrily sought out Sebastian’s tongue and kissed him as deeply as he secretly craved for so–damn–long. Especially after the first time Sebastian kissed him. Now there was no holding back. Why there ever was before? Suddenly Blaine couldn’t think of why. Or think at all. Not when he was subtly rolling his hips and grunting into a mouth that eagerly took in every noise he made.
( mssg » killer | sent ) I know. I understand that, I did something horrible ( mssg » killer | sent ) You didnt HAVE to answer my texts if you didnt want to, you know ( mssg » killer | sent ) I just wanted to check on you… And I also wanted to give an apology
( mssg » killer | sent ) What would possess you to think that was okay, Sebastian? That’s what I don’t understand. I know you don’t like him. I get it. Hurting him though? After our talks I never would’ve thought you had it in you to go that far. ( mssg » killer | sent ) I’m just glad it happened to me and not Kurt. Him getting hurt would’ve been worse. ( mssg » killer | sent ) I accept and appreciate your apology. I know you weren’t expecting me to get in the way. Still. I have to wonder if you’d be doing the same if you landed the hit you were going for. ( mssg » killer | sent ) See? I know I shouldn’t have written you back. Not yet.
Sebastian crosses his arms across his chest, leaning back in his seat with a smug smirk as usual. That signature grin that was the straight up definition of ruthlessness. Finally shifting his stare upwards to meet Blaine’s glance, a shadow of mischief drapes over his eyes. An eyebrow cocking up, he pretends to think even though he already knows the answer to the question he had been asked. ❛ I don’t know—- you tell me. ❜ he teases, not even close to done with the game they were playing.
–Wow.– Blaine counted over a minute where Sebastian’s gaze remained firmly locked on his rear. He knew he could force Sebastian to stop by turning slightly left or right. That wasn’t the point. Turning would have meant HE was the one to break. It implied Sebastian got under his skin. In what sort of way? That was up for question. After a blink he was able to quell a few of those ‘would-be’ arguments before they made his heart beat faster than it already secretly was. He could hide that easy. What he couldn’t was the breathless quasi-laugh coming in huffs because his lungs wouldn’t function and his stomach was full of butterflies. “I’m telling you that I was starting to worry you lost control of your eyeballs,” he playfully bantered back surprising himself with how he managed to pull off anything close to a witty retort through the dizziness swirling inside his skull. “Who knows? Your face could have been frozen that way from the last guy you were checking out. I’m sure you heard the saying. Your face’ll freeze that way if you aren’t careful. Figured you could be living proof.”
[ TEXT; Killer ] Thought a gay bar full of hot men would keep you off my mind [ TEXT; Killer ] Yet here I am, hitting you up again [ TEXT; Killer ] I haven’t heard from you in days. Please Blaine
( mssg » sebastian | sent ) sorry, it’s been hard to text ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) Being groggy and not being able to see has made that difficult. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) You know? surgery and all. ( mssg » sebastian | sent ) i meant to answer your other texts but I’m not sure what I want to say yet. Didn’t think answering you would be for the best until that part was figured out.
Sebastian stayed stiff through out the hug, wanting to pull in tight && hold Blaine forever; but he couldn’t. He had to stay his distance for now while still acting as normally as possible. It was for his own good, for Kurt’s good, && for Blaine’s too. How blissful Blaine seemed to see him only added to the pain of the situation, because soon enough when Sebastian spilled the truth of why he had knocked, he knew Blaine wouldn’t be smiling like he was now. It was selfish to do what he was about to do, && Sebastian knew it all too well. He knew he was only thinking of himself when he made the decision to admit his love to Blaine on his god damn wedding day. But if he bottled it up && let it float out into the ocean he would regret ever letting the feelings be lost because of manners. He had to take the chance, even if the result was a bust. Trying to keep his nerves from making his chest pound, he contained his scattered brain.
❛ ——–Yeah. Yeah of course… Everything’s great. I just wanted to come see the groom before the big reveal. ❜ he grins as he looks to the ground, a smile that was half genuine ( Because he truly was so happy for Blaine to be marrying the love of his life ) but half faked because it did sting to see him so happy with someone else. For years, he’d been fighting for his love in the shadows. Even after redeeming himself from the cold hearted snake many thought he was, things never came to his luck. That’s when he realized Kurt && Blaine were in love && it wasn’t going to change, it just wasn’t his place to come in between it any longer. But not was now, he had to do it. Sebastian’s heart was racing, trying to keep his usual cool as he examines the suit Blaine wore.
❛ You look sharp, killer. Kurt’s a lucky guy. How uh- how do you feel now that it’s coming so close?❜Focus, Sebastian. Stop bringing the attention off of yourself. Just say it. Get it over with. It’ll give the wound more time to heal before you go sit down in that seat && watch Blaine say his vows.
Blaine sensed the tension throughout the entire exchange and his question was his attempt at seeing what the reasons behind it were. There was a seed of doubt in the tiniest part of his mind he’d do whatever he could to ignore that he might already know the reason and wasn’t sure if he wanted to hear the answer out loud. He wasn’t a fool or blind. Great at pretending to be on occasion, sure, but guilt could do that to a person. Even him. Years were spent dancing around a particular subject either blatantly, or as they passed by, much more tamed but always there. Chancing a friendship by digging at the subject wasn’t something he wanted either. So, they both let the topic of ‘what if’ drop. Sebastian backed off and they levelled out. As much as they ever could. Eventually, the friendship was all that seemed to matter to them–or so Blaine told himself. Repeatedly. Enough times that the guilt and doubt about the way Sebastian’s voice on the other end of the call sounded when he invited him to the wedding was a bitter pill to swallow but went down sugarcoated with Sebastian’s confirmation that he would be happy to be there.
Call it greedy–it was.
Blaine needed him to be here. He needed him. So Sebastian was here. As always. Blaine’s eyebrows shot up when Sebastian said he was okay but couldn’t meet his eyes when he did. Liar. Blaine’s heart immediately jump started into overdrive and he stuttered a breath that was supposed to be a laugh as Sebastian checked out his suit. Spreading his hands and swinging them slightly out from his hips, Blaine licked his lips to help the words come easier looking down at himself. “—Yeah? Thanks,” he grinned sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. His stomach tightened at the pet name and it only got worse–unexpectedly–when Sebastian asked him how he was feeling. “Great,” his volume hiccuped up a notch, brows creased as his hand dropped to his side. “Great,” he repeated taking a few steps back and taking his turn at finding anything else other than Sebastian to look at. The vanity worked. “Can I be honest for a second,” his fingertips tapped the countertop, “I’m nervous as hell.” He cringed at the unplanned confession. “I’m happy. Don’t think I’m not,” he rushed to make that point clear looking over his shoulder up at Sebastian. “I’m just–,” he blinked like he caught himself saying or thinking something he shouldn’t. “Fine! I’m fine. Totally,” there went the roll of the eyes that said he was completely brushing off something that was stupid for him to bring up, “Nerves go with the territory on your wedding day—Right?” Why’d think it was okay to lay THIS on Sebastian? Runaway lips? Just add the ups and downs of pre-ceremony jitters. That’s all it was. Yeah?
Being alongside Blaine during a Warblers practice was already a delight in itself for Sebastian But when the shorter two went falling from the desk top, that came as even more as a delight. Under all of Blaine’s apologizing && blushing, Sebastian just smiled from ear to ear; still surprised for what had just happened so quickly but also glad to see he took a soft landing right on top of Sebastian. It’s not like it hurt, Blaine was rather delicate, even when clumsily tumbling off of a surface.
Green irises met the hazel ones that were ever so close, the blush tinting Blaine’s cheeks causing Sebastian to smile even wider than he was before. He just let Blaine stay there, not at all in any rush to shoo him off. When the other Warbler had fallen, Sebastian kind of just fell to the ground with him as a grunt was let out. But what he hadn’t noticed was that now his arms wereprotectively around Blaine, holding him back. Perhaps even the same small blush hiding behind his ability to keep it cool. It was a storm of butterflies in his stomach. ❛ —–No rush. I wouldn’t want you to fall again if you got up too fast. ❜ he joked teasingly, laughing lightly as eyes stay locked on Blaine’s.
One knee and then the other touched against the wooden floorboards on either side of Sebastian’s hips and Blaine felt the ever-so-slight shift of his position ricochet through every inch of his frame. Every part of him felt like gravity lost all reason and decided to go every which way to the point he was dizzy everywhere. Not just in his head. His entire body felt a twisting, spiraling tug and pull that pushed the air out of his lungs and caused the smallest noise of a gasp he tried to muffle with a tight pressing together of his lips. Sebastian did that to him just now. Sebastian took hold of whatever sense of balance Blaine had and turned it into a jumble of a speeding pulse and desperate breaths he struggled to cover up with a pathetic attempt at chuckling.
Try as he may? He couldn’t ignore the effect that noticing the tingling warmth sinking in from the warm press of their stomachs together and the way–this close–he could see a sheen of wet coating Sebastian’s bottom lip had on him. His first gut instinct was denied as he licked his own in a compromise of his willpower to stay cool. So close! Too close. Just close enough. A tiny tilt of his head and an inch or two of a lean and he’d be able to–No! He wasn’t looking.– Yes. Yes he was. Thick black lashes opened wide enough that he could flick a glance back up to Sebastian’s eyes. Blaine’s breath hitched but he smiled and managed to barely accomplish a nod. “Right–right. Don’t need to crush you again.” Did he really sound that strained? “No rush.” Without looking away, his left hand was drawn up from where it was clutching Sebastian’s shoulder. “A-Are you ok? Didn’t mean to–” Another round of fireworks went off in his stomach as he cupped Sebastian’s cheek and his thumb spread out from the others to the edge of his mouth. “Ahh–Sorry,” he smiled. Whatever he was about to say choked when he felt his fingertip grow damp and he groaned instead.
[ TEXT; Killer | Unsent ] Im so sorry about tonight, Blaine. I never meant to hurt you. Ive been up for hours thinking about what I did. It wasnt until after the slushie hit you that I realized I was acting like a monster. I got so angry & then lost control. I need to know that youre okay. Please talk to me. Just let me know that youre okay & you never have to talk to me again.
Sebastian had always been a pretender, all of his life. Pretending wasn’t always fun, it was almost like something that slowly ate at him inside but he got immune to over time. But pretending that he no longer had feelings for Blaine, that stung worse than anything else he had ever known. Sebastian backed off from Blaine because he knew how much Kurt meant to him. He cared about Blaine too much to ruin what truly made him happy. A couple years passed, he had to keep a smile on as he watched them get engaged. Yes, he was happy for Blaine but if he said it didn’t hurt to watch him end up with someone else that would be a lie.
Now another year later, he had been invited to Blaine && Kurt’s wedding. He cared about Blaine, he knew he wanted to go to the wedding. He thought he would be able to handle seeing the one person he’s ever loved stand up there && get married. There was no more fighting with Kurt or purposeful flirting towards Blaine, Sebastian had matured && changed his ways. But there was still a fight inside of his own head. A fight of how he could ever stop having feelings for Blaine Anderson.
The ceremony was going to happen any minute, he knew Blaine was getting ready in the back room. If he didn’t do this now, he would have to live with the secrecy forever. It had to be let off his mind, no matter what Blaine said in return. As long as he knew that Sebastian had always && always will love him. A deep breath is taken, standing by the door. Minutes passed by && his mind was spiraling, thoughts twisting && turning. Finally, he got up the courage && knocked gently on the door three times. ❛ Everything going good in there, Blaine?❜
Blaine was a nervous ball of energy that could barely be contained inside his skin. This was the first time since he woke up in the hotel room he shared with Sam and Mike that he had time alone to breathe and process that today was the day. Kurt and he were going to get married. At the end, he would have a husband. His heart was so light it practically grew wings and flew out of his chest. Unable to just stand there, one hand flicked out from his waist twisting at the wrist in a finger snap. His left foot kicked back as he shifted his balance to his right heel and spun once finishing with a low bow to his reflection in the mirror. Pursed lips pinched at the corner as mirror imaged hazel stared into it’s perfect match. A wave of giddy nerves hit him hard enough to make his head spin and he laughed giddily gripping the edge of the vanity to keep himself from floating to the ceiling. TODAY was going to change EVERYTHING. Their lives, their future. They’d gone through so much to get to this point and here they were. Together.
Oppositely? Blaine felt a calm mixed with the impulsive want to dance across the ceiling. They would still be them only– Piecing together the right words for how he felt wasn’t going to happen. Exhaling deep, Blaine decided to let it just be. The knock on the door ended his time alone. Not that he expected much. Or needed it. It was nice to breathe but too long thinking it over, who knew? The last night’s jitters might return. No doubt it was Sam. Darting to the door, he watched his bare hand as he opened it and grinned. This would be one of the last times he saw it without a glinting platinum band. “Hey, listen, I told you a dozen times. We’re not playing the Dark Knight Theme as—” Nope. Not Sam. Someone else entirely. “Sebastian!” Instant ear to ear smile? Just add a Warbler. “Hi! Come in!” A tug to Sebastian’s wrist brought into a tight hug. “It’s so good to see you,” he gripped his shoulders and took a step back. Sensing something was off only took their eyes meeting. Blaine always noticed things about Sebastian many people wouldn’t. But? Blaine wasn’t most people. Their friendship wasn’t like most friendships. Certainly not one that would allow him to miss something he could practically feel when he looked deeper into the familiar shades of green. Blaine tightened his hold and squinted, his voice quiet. “Hey, everything okay?”
Sebastian stays weirdly calm as Blaine turns to notice the fact he was being checked out. Getting caught just added to the fun. The same cheeky pull at the corner of his lips staying present as eyes shift up north to the hazel ones that are looking across at him. Sebastian bites down on his lip lightly, chin tilting back ever so subtly. ❛ Oh, trust me. I know where your eyes are. I was just choosing to let my eyes appreciate a different part of your body. ❜
Blaine couldn’t believe how long it took Sebastian to look up after he made it obvious that he was caught –because he knew Sebastian knew, he just decided to ignore being busted so he could see what Blaine’s reaction was–. There was one even if he was determined not to. It hit him hard and knocked away his plan to not reactwith minimal effort. He didn’t expect to stand there feeling his throat tighten the more he tuned into the look on Sebastian’s face. Mainly his eyes and how Sebastian stared at him. Blaine could feel that stare. Because no one looked at him the way he did. Sebastian had his own way that dug deep if he didn’t catch it in time to try to block it out–and fail every time. “Okay-okay,” he choked, “Knock it off.” Or don’t. “Does your libido ever shut off? Or are you always like this?” Was that a smile he was trying to hide with a ‘you got to be kidding me’ eyeballing? No. No. –Never!–
He’s been staring at Blaine’s ass for a few seconds now. For a moment he wonders how long it will take for Blaine to notice, but yet, it doesn’t stop him; partially because he hopes Blaine will notice.
A creepy feeling of being watched pulls his attention from digging through his bag to search for the source. He should’ve known.Sebastian.Staring right at his ass. Hazel eyes sparkle contrasting his immediate ‘incredulous’ brow lift and –would-be if it was serious but it’s far from it because Sebastian is just being Sebastian– glare. "Uhm..Sebastian? My eyes are,” he finishes with a gesture at eye level cheekily smiling in flabbergasted disbelief. The guy never takes a break. Does he?
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