#polysebastians

I’m quite positive that avocado toast and mimosas have become my lifeblood and are keeping me alive at this point.

Blaine loved Thanksgiving. It was always a huge holiday for his family back in Ohio. Everyone piled into his grandparents’ house and feasted on every comfort food imaginable. It was always too crowded, but it was amazing to share food and see his cousins that he only got to see once a year. Now that he lived in New York, Thanksgiving was a bit quieter. Albeit, the streets were packed beyond capacity due to the Macy’s Parade, but the apartment was at a lovely hush. The only sounds to be heard was the ringing in of the Christmas holiday on the television, and he and Kurt singing and giggling while preparing food in the kitchen. Rachel normally joined them, but this year she opted out to be with family. Sebastian would be joining them instead. Blaine was relieved that Kurt invited him. He didn’t want his friend to be alone on a holiday, and it actually helped establish a better sense of normalcy since their experimental sexual encounter together. Blaine refused to let it be awkward, and with time it was actually becoming easier to make it so.