Title: A Synchronicity Of Opposites
Author: an-alternate-world
Rating: K
Characters/Pairing: Hunter Clarington/Sebastian Smythe
Word Count: 481
Summary: A collection of Huntbastian drabbles prompted via Tumblr.
Warnings/Spoilers: None in particular for this drabble.
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Glee, FOX, Ryan Murphy or anything else related to the FOX universe.
Anonymous prompted a Huntbastian Valentine's Day fic with: "If I see another couple holding hands, I'll… I'll-"
"I'm glad the breathing techniques are working for your rage issues."
Hunter sent him a withering glare which made Sebastian offer an innocent grin. Hunter had spent most of their time at the restaurant complaining about one thing or another - the waiter didn't smile enough, the water didn't have enough ice, the arrangement of his meal wasn't appealing enough on the plate. Sebastian took it in his stride and ignored it for the most part, knowing that Hunter was using it to mask his discomfort at being out on Valentine's Day with another boy.
"They're just so…sickening," Hunter growled, his nose scrunching as he folded his arms over his chest. An obvious defensive move to Sebastian's discerning abilities.
Sebastian rolled his eyes and flung a pea at Hunter's face. He watched it bounce off Hunter's nose and head somewhere towards the floor. "I'll hold your hand."
"I'll cut it off," Hunter shot back.
Sebastian smirked, leaning forward in his seat. He glanced around to ensure no one was listening to them too closely. "If you want me to stop jerking you off or fingering you, you just have to ask nicely."
Hunter's eyes widened, a light dusting of pink colouring his cheeks. Even after five months, Sebastian delighted in being able to catch Hunter off-guard. It was always enjoyable finding new ways to stun the guy who aimed to be meticulously composed at all times.
Sebastian quirked an eyebrow and laid his hand out on the table, palm up, in front of Hunter. "Should we get out of here? Go back to your dorm?"
Hunter looked at the hand with faint traces of dislike. His aversion to PDA was an endless source of amusement for Sebastian, although he never deliberately set out to make Hunter uncomfortable. "I'm not holding your hand in public, Sebastian."
"Spoil sport," Sebastian pouted, pulling his hand back and standing. He tossed some bills on the table and walked in front of Hunter on the way out of the restaurant, ensuring his hips were swaying with minor exaggeration. They were nearly back at the car, hidden in the shadows of the building, when Sebastian snagged Hunter's tie and drew him into a kiss. Hunter huffed in surprise, his hands pressing into Sebastian's chest, before tentatively responding to the kiss by parting his lips for Sebastian's tongue.
"We're still in public," Hunter mumbled when he pulled back, the slope of his nose brushing against Sebastian's jaw and his breath tickling down Sebastian's neck.
"Then you can look forward to what will take place in private," Sebastian whispered into Hunter's ear, quickly kissing the hinge of his jaw before pulling away and climbing into the car.
It was difficult not to be amused by the dazed expression on Hunter's face when he finally got into the passenger side.
~FIN~