pardon you

Blaine smiles a little as they make it to their destination and finally pause. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He settles down on the beach, looking past the rocks to farther down where paps are still wandering throughout the sand.

“Other than being a little sunburnt,” He smirks, “Do you think the paps will hang around long? Or will they get bored and move on?”

“they got better things to do with their time.” sebastian was lying through his teeth. he personally didn’t know how long they would be there. he was kind of glad they got away for a moment. to be honest, it was whatever the picture was worth. being a high target for these kind of things, sebastian’s photos were worth a lot, especially with a newly announced boo. part of him believes he’s just saying this in order to make it true-- that they would leave them alone. 

Blaine moves quietly with Sebastian through the water. All their stuff is over there, so…though it’s not like these paps are actively looking through people’s things. Their items blend fairly regularly with anything else people have left on the beach. Still, it makes sense why they’re lying low but…

how long do they have to wait for them to dissipate?

His attention is drawn as Sebastian curses and he turns his head to look at him, “You okay?” He moves a little ahead and tugs Sebastian out of the water and away from the rock formations, safely on the sand. They can walk further down the beach and hang out until it feels safer to go towards their things.

“Least you didn’t fall all the way down,” He smiles a little, “Or there was some sort of quicksand situation.” He teases.

“i can see it now.” sebastian smirked. “old man smythe, slips out and falls on rocks.” he chuckled as he got himself out of the water and nudged his body out of sight from anybody on the beach. he pulled blaine with him. 

his green eyes floated down to his body and to his toes. they were already starting to wrinkle from soaking in water for too long. he wiggled his toes, feeling the pain of the cracks that were in-between his toes and his feet. he pressed his lips together as he thought about his old body, starting to deteriorate. he looked over at blaine. 

Blaine smiles as the kiss ends naturally, a soft laugh leaving his lips as a wave comes up and gently taps Sebastian on the face. He slips under the water, running his hands through his curls as he comes back up. He’s about to say he doesn’t mind keeping to the water a bit more, compared to the shore, but then Sebastian’s expression changes.

His eyebrows crinkle together as he looks to what has captured Sebastian’s attention. There’s some small groups forming on the beach but…his boyfriend seems concerned.

“Okay,” He says softly and moves with him to where Sebastian is tugging, “Is…is everything okay? Who are those people?” He asks, noticing that they’re hovering around their towel.

“i dunno. never heard of french paparazzi before.” sebastian cooed. he held on tightly to blaine’s hand as they made their way across the waves. it was proving more difficult for sebastian. his cancer riddled body had always been weak against anything. even after countless hours attempting to work out and regain what he lost-- it was always difficult. “but i’ve been told by santana that some american reporters are always around. i would think that they would have more interest in the issues going on in Nice right now rather than tracking down some artist and his super hot actor boyfriend-- but news is news.” 

he kept trudging through the water. “we’re okay though.” his voice was soft and calm. “though, santana might kill me if she found out that i left my phone over there. she consistently reminded me to put my phone in a waterproof baggie and take it into the water. i’m pretty sure i wouldn’t live to see my 34th birthday if she ever found this out.” he laughed to himself as they neared the rock formation. the sand was starting to melt into pebble and large slippery rocks. now he was beginning to lean more on blaine for support. he quaked as he nearly slipped on a large rock. he wondered if his skin would survive this, since he would easily bruised and cut.

Blaine smiles as Sebastian inches closer to him in the water. He shakes his head and leans forward, nuzzling their noses before placing a soft kiss on the corner of the taller’s mouth. Sometimes he still can’t believe that this is his reality. That he’s managed to find a good guy but, not only that, he’s rich and incredibly well off–offering to hang the moon for him, if he only asks.

But while it’s incredibly tempting, Blaine doesn’t want to mooch. “I think you could do whatever you wanted,” Blaine says, slightly teasing, “You’re always looking out for me and giving me anything I could ever ask for. And that’s more than enough.”

sebastian didn’t let blaine pull himself back that easily. he pushed forward to press their mouths together. he closed his eyes and tilted his head into the other’s to make it more comfortable for his tongue to wiggle in. freely, sebastian explored blaine’s mouth with no restrictions. 

he could’ve been doing this for hours for all he knew. all he knew was they were drifting further and further out to sea. he noted a moment were he slipped and his body was keeping himself afloat. he gasped as a bit of salt water splashed onto his face and stunned his mind for a moment. 

“Oh dear.” he laughed as he’s hand went up to get the water off of him, though it was a useless endeavor. “you want to get back to shore?” sebastian asked blaine. lazily, sebastian moved his head over. in the distance, he spotted a small crowd forming. however something was off. 

rather than the group storming the beach with beach towels and umbrellas, sebastian could spot the equipment for cameras. his teeth came down into his lips as he grabbed a hold of blaine’s hand. “here, let’s go over here.” it didn’t matter who they were here for-- but sebastian wanted these moments with blaine. not with the world. 

Blaine slips under the water again, letting the sun warm his shoulders when he comes back out. He runs both his hands through his curls, looking back at Sebastian as the waves gently rock them in place. He feels something swish by his ankles and looks down, trying to figure out if its seaweed or some fish.

“Workless?” Blaine bites on his lower lip, “I mean sure–who doesn’t think about that?” He smiles, “But I dunno, I think I’m too young for that yet, right? While it sounds incredible…I want to be able to make a name for myself first. At least try, you know?”

surely, blaine has to know-- being the boyfriend of a male like sebastian smythe, that he would never have to lift a finger. even to satisfy the public. sebastian would hold his luxurious lifestyle out by building the nobility of his brand while blaine could turn fat with breakfast being served at his bedside daily.

though, it was blaine’s determination to work and share himself with the world that made sebastian admire him. something he loved to see in the city of angels. one could walk down the street and pass by a somebody who is determined to show the world that they were worth remembering. sebastian was able to make that happen. 

as anybody who knew sebastian personally, they would know that sebastian was lost in blaine. the world has to know that it was difficult for sebastian to fire his long time public relations manager over blaine. to sebastian, hunter felt like the only friend he had. often the only person who would drag sebastian home, puking drunk and allow him to sleep in his bed. even with the disaster that came from that event, sebastian couldn’t bring himself to poison hunter’s career by telling the public what he did. he felt like he was cheating blaine a little bit. but so far, sebastian hadn’t heard anything from blaine about it. 

“Are beaches in LA nearly as beautiful in this one?” He grins, dunking his head under the water again. He tilts back until he’s floating, looking up at the perfect blue sky, “If I didn’t have to work, this is definitely how I’d always be spending my time.”

“i haven’t been to those beaches in a long time.” this was a thought that just occurred to sebastian-- ever since he was a teenager, it had been way too much to orchestrate. every time he went out, it was always a public event. maybe part of the reason why sebastian liked being with blaine so much is that he was alone but he wasn’t lonely. he’d always loved just sitting with blaine and drowning in his presence. they didn’t have to talk or anything, just sit there. 

“I could do this every day.” Blaine admits and maybe that’s a bit dramatic. He wondered if he lived by the ocean, if he’d grow tired of it eventually. Though he’s not sure if that’d ever happen–the thought of living close to waves all the time? Definitely a temptation. “You’re lucky you’re super tall.” He teases.

Blaine laughs softly and shakes his head about Kurt. “Oh come on, I could never.” And he means that. If Sebastian can’t already tell, he’s pretty smitten with him, nuzzling their noses after a soft kiss. “Sounds perfect.” And then excitedly gets up, tugging Sebastian up and out of the sand, “Yes, let’s go!”

Blaine isn’t sure about the ‘of sorts’ comment, it seems like there’s more to the story there. He feels like the name 'Kurt Hummel’ sounds familiar but he can’t quite put his finger on it.

“He wants me to model?” He asks, excitement wrapping around his words, “Really?” He chews on his lower lip. “I mean, I’d love to give it a shot–if he’s interested. That’s…I mean, that’s crazy.”

Blaine chews on his lower lip, sitting more comfortably on the towel in the sand. He reaches over and digs for a water in his bag, taking a sip. Kurt Hummel? The name sounds familiar but he’s not making the connection. “Uh, no. Why?” He offers Sebastian the water in case he wants some. “Who’s that?”

“a peer of sorts.” sebastian tells blaine. “i believe he actually has a studio in new york and on in la. i’m not sure.” sebastian takes the water. “well, seeing your pretty face during the interview has earned me a couple of emails. he wants to know if you do some modeling for him.” 

Blaine laughs, a blush spreading along his cheeks as he shakes his head at the compliment. “Big movie star?” He pokes Sebastian’s side, leaning in for a soft kiss, “You’re one to talk. And besides, that movie might not do anything for me.” He laughs. “We’ll have to see.”

Blaine pouts prettily, wanting nothing than to get into the water. At least they’re here, away from the responsibilities and pressures of LA. “Thank you for bringing me here.” He smiles softly, leaning down to kiss him.

“Uh, yeah…actually, on my shoulders? That’s usually where I get the most sun. I’m pretty okay otherwise. Unless you just want to rub for the sake of it.” He winks, turning so that Sebastian can reach his back. He chews on his lower lip, glancing out at the water again.

Blaine laughs warmly as Sebastian wraps his hands around his waist, pulling him further down so that they can join in a soft kiss. “You drive a hard bargain, Sebastian Smythe.” He teases but he does find himself kissing him, nuzzling their noses afterwards.

Blaine rolls his eyes fondly at Sebastian’s ridiculousness, moving to straddle his hips as he works sunblock into the other man’s chest. “There. How’s that?”

Blaine laughs softly, “I’m just really excited to get into the water,” He admits and chews on his lower lip in concentration as he spreads the sun block in an even sheen across Sebastian’s back. He presses a kiss to the back of his head, “If you want a massage, that’ll cost extra,” He teases.