A Proposition || Sebklaine
After a nice time at brunch with Blaine where they got to hang out and catch up a little, Sebastian headed home to get ready to go to Kurt and Blaineâs place for dinner. Blaine had asked him to come over, saying he and Kurt had something they wanted to talk to him about, and he dreaded it, wondering what it was. It was probably bad, if Blaine couldnât just say it over lunch. Sighing, Sebastian entered the shower and washed himself quickly, then pulled on a pair of tight dark blue jeans and a grey sweater. He styled his hair in his usual upswept style, then pocketed his phone and wallet, put on his shoes, and walked out of his apartment on the Upper East Side. He decided to walk instead of taking a cab, thinking the fresh crisp air of Autumn would be better as he tried to think about what they wanted to talk to him.Â
Honestly, he came up blank. The only thing he could think of was that they thought he had overstepped at the club the other day after all, and wanted to ask him never to do something like that again. It made sense, the both of them had never seemed open for something like that before, being so close as a couple. He tried to stop thinking as he entered their building and made his way up to their door. Relax, Sebastian. Just be chill, he thought, and knocked on the wooden door. It couldnât be that bad. Hopefully. He really hoped he hadnât fucked up his chances of being around them again.
