meme continuation. @notacrabbastian
Blaine avoided this conversation for as long as he could. Sebastian’s number was a press of his thumb on his phone away more times than he could count. Days went by. His I’ll think about it. I promise..just give me time felt like a punch not only to his stomach but he knew that every passing minute he kept Sebastian waiting certainly felt like the same to him, too. It wasn’t something he ever wanted to to do him. None of this was. And he was getting really good at making those blunders lately. However, Sebastian was too important to him–whether he believed it or not—to lose. And the worst? Too important to let go of. To face the idea that he’d tell Sebastian no and end up losing what he knew Sebastian felt for him? It was greedy and selfish and awful–but Blaine was petrified he would. So? He thought a couple days longer. Put things off and let himself live in a world that for one more day Sebastian Smythe–wanted him. And inside those days? He’d made a terrible mistake. One that he could take back. Not from Kurt, not from himself and not from the boy who wouldn’t understand why it wasn’t him.
Feeling his insides shake–Blaine delivered the news with a guilt ridden whisper and a stare that was deadlocked onto the tabletop. He couldn’t break up with Kurt, he couldn’t do that to him. What he didn’t deliver was that–within days–it wouldn’t be his decision. A trip to New York City was planned and Blaine knew that he was probably going to lose it all anyway (he deserved to) which was why–. More selfishness flooded in and he swallowed the guilt chasing after because he was desperate. “I can’t lose this, too,” he whispered in a cracked voice after Sebastian’s peck was delivered to his cheek. “Sebastian. Wait. Wait,” his voice grew in strength and volume as he was suddenly behind the taller of the pair. Blaine gripped his elbow trying to get him to stop and face him. “Don’t go. Can we just–talk? Please?”
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