#killerwarbler

  The sound of a gunshot pierced through the air like an intruder, the second sent the place into a frenzy. Not here, not at this school. The lights were shut off, the doors were barricaded and bodies scrambled for cover. All except one.

Blaine couldn’t think, couldn’t move. The whispers of his name were pushed aside, the beating of his heart took over his senses and nothing and everything mattered at that moment. Nothing mattered. The Spanish quiz he was freaking out over, the specials in the cafeteria for lunch, the solo he wanted to sing for nationals, it didn’t matter. Yet everything mattered. Sebastian wasn’t there with him and Sebastian was Blaine’s everything.

And then it happened. The panic.

Blaine’s breathing became shallow and more erratic; tears formed but were not shed. A hand touched his heart. Sebastian.

It wasn’t until Sam raced over to Blaine and pushed him underneath the piano with him that his breathing settled down. Sam wrapped his arms around Blaine’s frame and it was familiar and welcoming but it wasn’t home. His mind was swimming with memories of that past morning and his insides twisted like they were in a vice.

“You can’t just go around believing everything Blaine”

“Bas, it’s a bit hard for me not to believe the rumours when most of them are true anyway”

“Killer, I’ve changed you know that”

“No Sebastian, I don’t”

“You know what Blaine, go to hell”

The slam of a door

The sound of cries

The feeling of regret

Blaine scrambled around trying to locate his phone and let out an inaudible sigh once it was in his grasp. His hands shook as he searched his contacts and didn’t think twice before hitting call. His eyes locked with Sam’s, his hand was being squeezed and his heart thumped in time with his silent pleas.

Pick up

Pick up

Pick up

“Killer, I’m in class this better be impor-“

“S-Seb?”

Sebastian, who was ready for an argument as soon as he saw Blaine’s photo on his screen, stopped. The voice on the line didn’t sound like Blaine. The same voice that giggles loudly when tickled, the same one that rises in pitch just slightly when laughing, the voice that is heavy with sleep early in the mornings and late at night, the voice that holds a thousand voices but never one like this. He sounded scared, he sounded almost…broken. Sebastian stood there in the Dalton hallway waiting for the moment his life would change.

“Killer? What’s going on, are you hurt?” Sebastian gripped the phone with such force it was likely to leave indentations on the skin of his palm. A million scenarios clouded his vision until a chocked sob broke through his thoughts.

“S-shooter in McKinley. S-seb I’m so s-scared.

It felt like his heart just shattered into a million pieces and scattered all over the floor. Sebastian lowered himself to the ground and curled his arms around his legs.

“Babe, I don’t understand where are you?’

“Heard gunshots, I’m in the choir room with Sam and the others. I’m okay I’m just scared baby, so scared” The choked off sobs punched Sebastian right in his stomach. The one person he needed in this world, the one person he wanted, the one person he loved was in danger and there was nothing he could do. Before he could say anything, Blaine was speaking again, this time more rushed, almost frantic.

“Sebastian I need you to know that I’m so sorry for what I said this morning, I was an idiot and I’m so sorry.” A shuddered breath. “And I forgive you baby for everything that you’ve apologized for, I forgive you and I’m sorry and I lov-“

“Stop”

“No, Seb, I need you to know, I need to tell you that I lov-“

“Blaine I said stop” Sebastian raised his voice, his own tears silently making their way down Sebastian’s red cheeks.

“You are not doing this Blaine, we are not doing this. You are not giving up hope, and saying those three words is you giving up Killer” Sebastian took a deep breath and continued. “You are not saying those words to me now, Blaine Anderson. I have waited so long to hear them and you are not using them as a goodbye.” “You are going to get out of that hellhole alive and we are going to celebrate that. I’m going to lift you off your feet and you’re going to laugh and nibble my neck, then we are going to your house and having a snuggle fest, agreed?”

Blaine let out a tiny giggle and Sebastian allowed himself to smile. “Agreed’

“You’re coming back to me Killer, I promise”

“Seb?”

“Yeah babe?”

“Sing to me?” Blaine eyes were still raw from crying and his stomach was still churning, but sitting under that piano with his best friend’s hand in his and his boyfriend’s voice in his ear, his heart began to lighten.

“Always”

Blaine closed his eyes and Sebastian started to sing softly

The rain falls on my window

And a coldness runs through my soul

And the rain falls, oh the rain falls

I don't want to be alone

I wish that I could

Photoshop all our bad memories

'Cause the flashbacks

Oh, the flashbacks won't leave me alone

If you come back to me

I'll be all that you need

Baby come back to me

Let me make up for what happened in the past

Come back, baby come back to me

Come back, I'll be everything you need

Come back, baby come back to me