#seblaintine

Sebastian doesn’t look up until he’s standing right over him and when he does it’s with the bored ‘Can I help you?’ look Blaine has only ever seen him use on other people. His heart sinks.

“Brought you some coffee,” he says, trying and failing to reach his usual level of cheer.

“Already got some,” Sebastian says, picking up the cup he has with him on the table and giving it an obnoxious little shake.

“It’s more of a peace offering.”

Sebastian raises his eyebrows and in a rush Blaine says, “I shouldn’t have gotten angry with you in the Warbler meeting. You were right.”

“Serenading someone at their place of work didn’t end well? I’m shocked.”

“Yes, you told me so. I’m sorry.” He works a plaintive note into his voice and gives Sebastian the best puppy eyes he can muster. It’s been a long day and he’s not above fighting dirty.

Sebastian sighs and takes proffered cup, gesturing for Blaine to sit. He takes a tentative sip and seems to find it satisfactory. He should; Blaine knows his coffee order. According to Kurt that’s significant, but Blaine’s not so sure.

He takes a sip of his own coffee, letting his victory go unremarked. He’s rewarded when Sebastian, with a shrug that’s a touch too deliberate, says, “I probably could have been less obnoxious about it.”

“Wow, that’s the closest I’ve ever heard you come to apologizing,” Blaine says with a grin that’s probably wider than the situation warrants.

“Don’t be so dramatic. I just think you’ve been punished enough.”

Blaine grimaces. “I take it you’ve heard all about it.” It’s funny to think he was so mad at Sebastian for refusing to take part in the Gap attack this morning when now the fact he wasn’t there to witness the tragedy first hand is the day’s one saving grace.

“In detail. This is going down in Warbler legend my friend.”

“And here I thought I’d be helping the Warbler’s track record for informal public performances. Which do you think will be remembered as worse, this or the literal plane crash?”

“Well, those Warblers got to die with dignity so...”

Blaine refuses to laugh. Sebastian already looks much too pleased with himself.

“Hey, at least you sounded good.”

“How would you know?” Blaine grumbles.

“You always sound good.”

Blaine smiles down into his coffee cup. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s what people will remember.” He sighs, slumping down in his chair. “I can’t believe I thought he liked me.”

“You’re better off. Trust me, he’s not worth it.”

It’s not an inherently suspicious statement; Kurt said much the same thing and Blaine had thought nothing of it. But Sebastian doesn’t do platitudes and he’s turned his attention rather pointedly back to his textbook. “Oh my god,” he says, straightening back up with a start. “You - he said he didn’t do high school!”

“Mmh, yeah, he did seem kinda freaked when he found out how old I was.”

“You could have warned me.”

“I very much did,” Sebastian points out.

Blaine groans and buries his head in his arms. “This day is the worst.”

“Relax. Odds are good you’ll never see that guy again. I haven’t.”

“It’s not even just that.” Blaine lifts his head off the table so he can deliver the news properly. “Kurt told me he thought he was the one I wanted to ask out.”

“Yikes. That’s embarrassing even for Hummel.”

“For him?” Blaine asks, furrowing his brow. “No, for me. I was completely blindsided.”

“You didn’t know Hummel was into you?” Sebastian looks genuinely surprised, a rarity for him.

“It was really that obvious?”

“Blaine, he literally transferred schools for you.”

“He did not,” Blaine says, exasperated. “He didn’t feel safe at his old school.”

Sebastian rolls his eyes. “Right, well whatever his reasons he’s been following you around like a horny puppy ever since he got here. Even Trent’s managed to maintain more dignity than that.”

Blaine’s all set to deliver the latest admonishment in his months long campaign to get Sebastian to be nicer to Kurt, but that throws him off. “Wait, what’s Trent got to do with this?”

“Nothing, just that he’s also pathetically in love with you.”

Blaine frowns. “No he’s not.”

Sebastian gives him a quizzical look, like he really wasn’t expecting pushback on this. “You’re joking right?”

“No?”

It’s almost funny watching Sebastian’s amused smile fade into disbelief. He leans forward, as if this conversation is only just now demanding his full attention. “Okay, but you know Adam from Trig has a crush on you, right?”

“Does he?” Blaine can’t help but get a little worried. He’s never seen Sebastian look so concerned before.

“What about that one you were lab partners with, Jeremy?”

Blaine shakes his head and keeps shaking it as Sebastian keeps listing names, watching his eyebrows rise steadily higher in disbelief at each one.

“The barista who keeps giving you free cookies? That blonde kid who’s always front row at our performances? Thad?”

“Thad’s straight,” Blaine says weakly.

“Oh my god.”

Evidently that was the last straw for Sebastian, who falls back against his chair. Blaine’s still half convinced he’s just teasing him, even though he knows what Sebastian’s teasing looks like and this isn’t it. It’s ridiculous, the thought of all those people liking him. But then, he’d completely failed to notice Kurt; who’s to say he hadn’t failed with others?

Still, “You definitely made a few of those up.”

“Blaine, you’re a pretty popular topic of conversation at this school; trust that I know what I’m talking about.”

“But, why?” It comes out as a bit of a whine. It’s hard to be flattered by all these supposed crushes when none of the guys he actually likes seem to care.

“Because you’re nice to them,” Sebastian says as though the concept is something he’s familiar with but doesn’t quite understand.

“Lots of people are nice!”

“Well, the whole bashful school boy thing doesn’t hurt either,” Sebastian teases and Blaine scoffs, ducking his head to hide his grin. This was more familiar territory. “You’re the teen dream heartthrob,” Sebastian continues, getting into it, “Then wind beneath our collective wings. Not to mention your truly terrific ass.” There’s a deliberate pause before he grins and says, “That was me hitting on you by the way. In case it was too subtle.”

Blaine rolls his eyes. “Okay, I’m not that oblivious. I know you like me.”

“And I know you like me,” he responds with an easiness that makes Blaine’s stomach twist. “So what’s the hold up here?”

It would be nice, Blaine thinks wistfully, if he actually meant it. “Who says I like you?”

“Don’t you? What does floppy haired Jeremiah have that I don’t?”

It’s standard Sebastian dismissiveness, but there’s something in his tone that gives Blaine pause, like he’s caught sight of a real person standing in a row of mannequins. His eyes widen. “Wait, were you jealous?”

Sebastian scoffs. “Yes Blaine, I’ve always wanted to be serenaded in a mall in Lima, Ohio.”

“That’s why you were such an asshole in the Warbler meeting!” Blaine says, ignoring his sarcasm.

“I’m always an asshole in the Warbler meetings.”

“Yeah, but not to me.” He can’t help the smile growing wide across his face. Sebastian looks so grumpy and Blaine is suddenly so sure. “You like me.”

“You literally just said you already knew that!”

“I knew you wanted to hook up with me, but that’s different. You hook up with lots of people. You don’t date.”

“I’d date you,” Sebastian says. He sounds so annoyed that Blaine bursts out laughing.

“You would?”

“Blaine, I’ve been hitting on you practically nonstop from the moment I got here. This should not be a surprise.”

“I didn’t think you were serious! I mean you’re so out of my league.”

It’s actually sweet how affronted Sebastian looks. “You actually know what you’re doing,” Blaine elaborates. “I just pretend to.”

It’s easier to admit to Sebastian than it was to Kurt. Kurt bought into the image of perfection he’d striven to create at Dalton, made it feel real, whereas Sebastian always seemed to think it was funny more than anything. Still, it’s hard enough that Blaine can’t quite manage to meet his eye.

He hears Sebastian push his chair back and tracks him as he gets up and walks around the table until he’s standing over Blaine. He rests his hand on the back of his chair and leans down until their faces are just inches apart and Blaine can’t help but look at him.

“Blaine,” he says, his gaze steady. “I like you and I want you to be my boyfriend. Clear?”

“That’s all you ever had to say.” He trying for flippant but his throat’s gone dry. Sebastian is so close.

His eyes flick down to Sebastian’s lips and just like that his mouth is on his. He tastes like coffee and courvoisier and Blaine automatically digs his fingers in the lapels of his blazer, holding him close as Sebastian deepens the kiss. He’s imagined this hundreds of times since Sebastian transferred at the start of the school year, how could he not with Sebastian constantly dangling the possibility in front of him, but now it’s real and so much better than he thought it’d be.

The break apart when Blaine grin becomes too wide for them to continue. Sebastian is smiling too, a real smile, the kind he only gets when he’s singing.

“Finally,” he says.

Blaine laughs. “I can’t believe you asked me out on Valentine’s Day.”

Sebastian wrinkles his nose. “Ugh. Neither can I.”

“No takes backs,” Blaine says, running his fingers down Sebastian’s lapels. “You know it’s my favorite holiday.”

“Really? Still?”

He opened the door to Blaine’s bedroom only to find his boyfriend casually sitting on his bed and obviously not ready for their date.

“Aren’t you a little underdressed to go out? I mean, I think you look totally hot in gym shorts and t-shirt, and you know I love your hair with no product, but I don’t think wherever you are taking me to dinner will appreciate the look. Wait, you are still taking me to dinner, right, because if I was supposed to make the reservation, we’re fucked.”

“No, I took care of dinner” then Blaine smiled his best Blaine smile “Is that my present?”

“What this box wrapped with heart covered paper and a big red bow?” Blaine started nodding his head “You want to open gifts now?” Sebastian began to laugh when Blaine held out “gimme hands”. He was just too cute. Sebastian sat down next to him on the bed and handed him the box “Fine, but you need to remember that you put me on a budget, so I was forced to go with a Valentine’s cliché.”

“I love Valentine’s clichés” Blaine told him, but when he opened the gift his smile faded and all he said was “Oh”.

“Sam and Brittany convinced me to get you this. I didn’t even know that you could make one…” Blaine interrupted, but couldn’t take his eyes off his gift “You MADE him?” he asked in almost a whisper.

“Well, Tina actually…” Blaine interrupted him again, only this time it was with a sudden, but pretty passionate, kiss. “I take it that means you like it?”

Blaine clutched his gift to his chest “First of all, he is a he not an it. I can’t believe you went to Build-A-Bear and made me a Nightbird Bear. Tina sewed his costume?”

Sebastian felt so much better now that he knew Blaine liked, no loved his gift “Yeah, for some reason she had a lot of pictures of you in your costume, so she just copied that. I was just going to buy you a bear, but Brittany wouldn’t hear of it. Oh, and if you look at his eyes, they are actually eyes that usually go on the stuffed dogs. Sam said one of Nightbird’s superpowers is the “Puppy-Dog Eyes of Doom”. Are you sure this isn’t too cliché? You know, me getting you a stuffed animal?”

Blaine didn’t have enough hands in that moment. He wasn’t about to let go of his bear, but he also wanted to wipe his tears as well as grab Sebastian’s hand. Looked like the tears were going to flow “This gift is perfect and not just because he is the most adorable stuffed bear that ever existed. It’s perfect in that you went to my McKinley friends for help and then let them help you. That means so much to me that you included them. That you at least try to be friends with them.”

Sebastian shrugged one of his shoulders and then used the thumb on his free hand to wipe Blaine’s tears “They’re not that bad” he joked, earning him a slap on the arm “Hey! Just for that I want my present.”

Blaine pulled away from Sebastian, but still clung tightly to his bear, and walked over to his dresser to retrieve Sebastian’s gift. When he sat back on the bed and handed over the wrapped box he said with total seriousness “I want you to know I put a lot of thought into this.”

“Ok” Sebastian didn’t know quite what to think of Blaine’s last comment, but it made a lot more sense after he opened the gift “A jumbo-sized box of condoms Blaine?”

“Yes, a jumbo-sized box of condoms. We have been boyfriends for months now. And it’s not like we’re not having sex.”

Sebastian held up the box of condoms “Not this kind of sex!”

“I know that. We’ve both been ready for a while, but you were uncomfortable in your cast and no matter what porn says, an all-boys boarding school is not the ideal place for sex. My parents are gone until tomorrow. Come on Seb! Embrace the cliché. Let our first time be on Valentine’s Day.”

Not knowing why he had been questioning Blaine’s gift, Sebastian broke out his signature smirk “What about our dinner reservations?”

Blaine broke out his bashful-school boy look and admitted “I didn’t make reservations. There’s a ready-to-bake pizza in the shape of a heart in the fridge for whenever we get hungry.”

Sebastian reached over and took the bear away from Blaine “Hey! That’s mine!” Blaine protested.

“I know sweetheart” Sebastian practically cooed as he put the bear on the floor “but I don’t think we’re ready for an audience quite yet.” Once the bear was taken care of, he put a hand on his boyfriend’s face and marveled at just how happy he was in that moment.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Killer. I am completely, totally and forever in love with you.”

“And I am completely, totally and forever in love with you, Seb. Happy Valentine’s Day.”