"Do I at least get to know why you're mad this time?"
"I'm not mad." Blaine says shortly.
"Clearly."
"Seb, just drop it. I'm not mad. It's fine." The shorter lets out a heavy sigh as he looks out of the window of the cab they're in, his breath fogging up the glass.
They've been out on a date for their anniversary and it had been such a wonderful night. They got all dressed to the nines, Blaine even got his husband into a bow tie for the first time since they've been together. He always knew he would- no matter how Sebastian protested- he knew he'd get him into one; and with those big hazel eyes and that cheesy, sparkly grin, how could Sebastian say no?
Everything had been perfectly sweet and romantic that night; Blaine had it all planned out. First, he took Sebastian dancing. They held each other close, swaying from side to side, moving in a slow circle in the middle of the crowded, dimly lit dance floor as the soft music flowed out of the speakers, almost visibly circling them. They were completely oblivious to the world, gazing at each other with hearts in their eyes, speaking soft, sweet words inbetween slow, romantic kisses. They could've danced all night; the only reason they left was because they had dinner reservations.
Sitting all alone in the back corner of one of the coziest restaurants in town, Blaine didn't know if it was all of the close dancing from before or the way the romantic restaurant wrapped an inviting warmth around them or if it was just the simple fact that he loved the man next to him- not to mention he looked absolutely delicious in his tux- but he couldn't keep away. He sat as close as possible to his husband, whispering words of affection against his ear as he kissed it softly, his hand sliding a little too far up on Sebastian's thigh, earning a signature smirk from the taller who only returned the flirtation.
It was all great up until sometime in the middle of dinner, they pulled away from their kisses to eat and talk of memories and of the future, when Blaine sat a bit straighter in the booth and let go of Sebastian's hand. It was obvious that Sebastian said the wrong thing- at least, it was obvious to Blaine. Sebastian had no idea what he'd said and obviously he hadn't meant for it to ruin their whole night, but that is exactly what it did. The whole feeling of the night had changed, as did Blaine's demeanor. He became very quiet and closed off, scooting away from Sebastian a little, and anything he did have to say was short and irritated.
"Is something wrong?" Sebastian finally spoke up after a long moment of silence, looking at him with genuine confusion.
"Nope," was all he said.
Sebastian's stomach and heart sank down into his toes, he knew he had messed up. The whole night from then on was very quiet. Blaine sat there, clearly unhappy, with a scowl on his face as he only picked at the food in front of him now and asking for the check the next time he saw their waiter. While Sebastian sat there, obviously upset as well, a deep wrinkle set in his forehead, going over what he possibly could have said, but coming up with nothing
Now here they are, sitting on opposite sides of the cab, Sebastian going through every detail of the night that he can remember while Blaine crosses his arms. With the exception of a couple of huffs escaping Blaine's lips, the cab ride home is completely silent.
"You know you have to talk to me at some point." Sebastian finally says as they enter their Upper East Side apartment, shutting the door behind them and kicking off his shoes next to a pair of Blaine's flip flops by the door. The tension has gotten so high by now that it feels as if he can barely walk- like they're wading through a sea of caramel.
"Mhm," is the only response he gets from the shorter before he watches him disappear off into their bedroom.
This is driving him crazy.
He hates when this happens; something stupid falls out of his mouth, Blaine gets upset and he has to spend the entire rest of his night- and sometimes his morning- figuring out the puzzle as Blaine continues to give him the silent treatment. It happens so often that he feels like he should be able to figure it out sooner and maybe even prevent these episodes but... No such luck. With a heavy sigh, the taller finally shuffles his way towards their bedroom, rubbing his face and letting his shoulder slump. He's heading into a battlefield and he knows it's going to be a long night.
"B," His voice is a pitiful groan as he steps into their room, letting his arms cross loosely over his body. "Will you just please tell me what I did so I can apologize and we can get on with our life?"
Blaine shakes his head stubbornly as he shrugs off his blazer, hastily taking the hanger from the closet to hang it up. "Sebastian, you know what you said."
"I obviously don't!"
Raising his eyebrows, the shorter pulls at the bow-tie around his neck with a frown. "You don't want to have kids with me." He tosses the bow-tie onto the dresser in front of him instead of hanging it up so he can turn to look at his husband with his hands placed firmly on his hips. "I heard you loud and clear tonight. So, you know what? Fine, we won't have kids."
Sebastian stands there for a long moment as he looks at Blaine, waiting for this to be some kind of joke. He raises his eyebrows in search of any hint of amusement on Blaine's face but there isn't any. He's dead serious.
"Are-are you serious?" Sebastian finally speaks, resisting the urge to laugh at just how comical this moment is. He can't believe it. "We're going to do this again?"
This isn't the first time- nor will it be the last time- that Blaine has accused Sebastian of not wanting children, and he just finds it completely ridiculous. In all honesty, maybe when Sebastian was younger he didn't care to have kids; he liked being free and he knew what a hassle it might be to have them. But with Blaine? With Blaine, all Sebastian has ever wanted was to have a family with him. He dreams of having a family with Blaine.
"That is the most ridiculous thing- When did I even say that?" He feels so tired, so hurt, so angry that he has to keep defending himself over and over again on this issue. Blaine should know him better by now.
"Just forget it."
His frustration grows and he lets out an exasperated groan."Oh, of course 'just forget it'. God forbid we ever talk about anything at all." Huffing, Sebastian drops his arms, the feeling of his hands hitting against his thighs smarts slightly. "No, that's okay- just keep it all inside, don't talk to me about anything. Nope, that's fine. That's how things get fixed." Now it's his turn to begin undressing in a hasty manner, throwing his tie and coat haphazardly onto the chair in the corner of their room. Another thing about Blaine- he gives the silent treatment until you've almost given up on trying and then he throws it all out there just to retract again. He's the most insufferable human being sometimes.
"Oh for the love of God, Seb." Blaine rolls his eyes as he throws his socks into the clothes bin by the closet, clicking his tongue against his teeth. "You're so dramatic."
"I'm dramatic? You're the one who hasn't talked to me all night because you took something I said the wrong way!" Sebastian shakes his head in disbelief, he feels like a crazy person sometimes because he literally does not know what's happening and then it explodes in his face like this.
"No, I haven't talked to you all night because you're an ass."
"What?! How the hell am I an ass? What did I do that was so horrible?" His level of anger has just about matched up with Blaine as he continues to defend himself. He remembers the comment that most likely started this whole thing. "Is it because I suggested we maybe wait a little bit? Is that it? God, B, if I didn't want kids we wouldn't be looking for someone so hard! Money is a little tight and surrogates are expensive and I wouldn't be wasting my money on something that I don't want."
"Oh ho ho, of course. Your money. Mhm, I knew you resented me for quitting my job. I just knew it!" Blaine crosses his arms again in a defensive stance- Of course that's what he latches onto. Sebastian doesn't think Blaine has even heard the part where Sebastian absolutely wants to have kids. "You're the one who told me to quit since I hated it so much, if you'll remember." He shakes his head.
Sebastian can't hold back a dramatic eyeroll. "Yes, I told you to quit because I got tired of hearing you do nothing but bitch about it. That's all you ever did!"
"Oh, well, I am so sorry I'm not perfect like you are, Sebastian." Sass is practically dripping out of his husband's mouth.
"Shut up with that."
"No, no! I'm soo sorry that I don't have the perfect job with the perfect co-workers and the perfect secretary who is up my ass all of the time."
"Oh, here we go again." The taller mutters, rubbing his face with his hands, exhausted. Not this again. "Blaine, I think it's really stupid how jealous you are of my secretary."
"Well I think it's really stupid how much time you spend with her, and how you let her hang all over you when you go out with people from the office."
"B, in case you haven't noticed, I'm gay."
"You've been with and dated girls before."
"Oh god, I am not having this conversation with you again."
"See? You don't want to talk about anything! That's why we have so many problems! That's why we fight so much! That's why nothing ever gets fixed! That's why you-"
"What, Blaine?" Sebastian hisses quickly, narrowing his eyes at his husband. He knows full well what the next words dancing on Blaine's tongue are and he wants to hear him say it. "Why I what? Huh? That's why I cheated?"
Blaine scowls, closing his mouth and dropping his gaze to the floor.
"Oh no, wait, that's why you think I cheated?"
"I didn't say that."
"No, but you were going to."
"I was not!
"We did talk about that and if you'll recall I did not, in fact, cheat on you!" Sebastian's anger has most likely surpassed Blaine's by now.
"You thought about it."
"Maybe I thought about it, because you pissed me off like you are right now." It was a lie; Sebastian has never once thought about cheating on Blaine. But they weren't playing the nice game at the moment.
He spit the words so harshly at Blaine that he swears he saw the other flinch before raising his eyebrows. "Oh, is that a threat?" Blaine challenges him.
"No."
"Because it sounds like one. You know if you want to go so bad- if I'm such a bad husband- why don't you just go? Hmm? I mean, I clearly make you so unhappy!"
Sebastian just lets out a laugh, shaking his head as he reaches for his shirt to put it back on. He's so far beyond done with this conversation. It's gotten so far off-track and out of hand. He's so angry and he's so upset with Blaine. He doesn't even want to be in the same room with him. "Oh screw you, Blaine." He says before slipping on the shoes he had just recently kicked off. "You're ridiculous."
"No! Screw you! I-" Blaine looks down as Sebastian puts on his shoes; it causes him to lose his train of thought and his tone falters ever so slightly. "Where are you going?"
"I'm leaving."
With raised eyebrows, Blaine's lips part just enough to scoff. "Oh. Well. Good!" He nods his head.
"Good." Sebastian stalks past his husband to leave their bedroom.
"Don't bother coming back!" Blaine looks after the other, hurrying to step into the hallway to holler at him some more.
"Don't count on me coming back!" And with that, Sebastian's out the front door, shouting the words "Embrasser mon cul!" before slamming it shut.
"Kiss mine in English!" The other shouts right back to him.
Blaine stands there in the hallway for a moment, staring after his husband with his arms crossed tight against his heaving chest. He's so angry. His breath is uneven from all of the yelling and a deep wrinkle is set in his forehead. He didn't care in that moment that Sebastian left, he was so upset.
Good, let him leave. He was just being an ass anyway, he thought. A big, dumb, stupid jerk. Psh. "Don't count on me coming back." He'll be back. He's said that before. His inner voice mutters as he continues to stand there, letting his breathing finally calm before he begins heaving again. This time not from the fight, but from the realization that's beginning to hit.
Sebastian left. Left. Blaine's face drains of the angry heat it once held and the deep, furious wrinkle morphs into one of worry. The longer he stands there waiting for Sebastian to walk through the door, the more evident it becomes that he is not coming back. The calmer he becomes from their fight, the more worried he is that maybe that was actually it. Maybe Sebastian actually left. For good.
Oh god, what if he actually doesn't come back this time? What if I never see him again? What if this is it? What if he moves out? What if we get divorced? No. No. This can't happen. Who cares what happened, right? I can't let him leave. No, no. I can't. I have to go after him. "No, no, no." The shorter repeats under his breath as he hurries down the hallway, his heart beating faster as tears sting his eyes. He fears his husband would be long gone by now and he would have to search for him. "Sebastian!" He calls out as he yanks open the front door, stopping in his tracks.
Blaine lets out a breath of surprise mixed with relief as he sees Sebastian standing there with his hand out as if he was just about to reach for the door himself. He sports his own defeated frown. "I'm sorry." Is all he says before pulling Blaine flush against him, crashing their lips together in a hungry kiss, a feeling of relief washing over them both as they melt into each other. Electricity sparks between them and spreads through them both like wildfire as Blaine throws his arms around Sebastian's neck.
"No, I'm sorry." Blaine mumbles into their needy kiss, pulling the taller back into their apartment and pushing the door shut. "I'm terrible; I'm so sorry."
"You're not terrible; I'm terrible." Sebastian tightens his hold on Blaine, seemingly the two can't hold each other quite tight enough. "I love you." He whispers as he lifts Blaine up.
Wrapping his legs around Sebastian, Blaine moves to cup his husband's face, their lips not losing touch even a little. "I know you wouldn't cheat on me." He confesses- despite his insecurities, he knows it's true.
"I don't resent you for quitting your job." Sebastian adds onto the confessions, shaking his head gently as he moves toward their bedroom. "I love you and I want to have babies with you." He whines against Blaine's lips between their desperate kisses, his forehead wrinkling. "So many babies."
A smile spreads across the shorter's face and he gives a slight nod. "I know." He finally pulls his lips slowly from his husband's when they get to their room and Sebastian gently places him on the bed, unwrapping his legs. Sebastian kicks off his shoes again and discards his shirt to the floor.
Blaine looks up at Sebastian lustfully, his chest rising and falling with soft pants, both of them a little bit out of breath from the constant kissing. With a smirk, Sebastian reaches down to tear Blaine's shirt open, the buttons popping off and flinging across the room, echoing as they bounce against the dresser and hardwood floors. Leaning down, he places soft, wet kisses all over his husband's exposed stomach. "Mmm," Blaine moans very softly, biting his lip as his back arches.
It takes longer than it should for both of them to shed each other of their clothes because their mouths keep finding their way back to each other, kissing one another messily- tongues and teeth clashing with urgency. However, once they are both naked, Sebastian wastes no time and soon Blaine is pinned to the bed, panting and whimpering soft sounds of pleasure.
Those sounds and the way Blaine's body moves underneath him drives Sebastian absolutely crazy. He will never get over being with Blaine this way; it had always been something he dreamt of ever since he first saw him and he will never understand how he got so lucky. Blaine underneath him, completely flushed and breathless, begging for him is almost enough to push him to the edge but he has gotten very good at holding on over the years. Sex with Blaine is almost too hot. He'll never forget the first time they had sex; it had been spontaneous and he hadn't been expecting it and he was so intoxicated by Blaine that he couldn't talk himself down enough to make it last longer than a couple of minutes. It had been mortifying, to say the least. Thankfully Blaine, always gracious, gave him a second chance that very night and it had been the best experience of either one's life. Until they had sex again and the next time and the time after that.
Sebastian will never get over having sex with Blaine.
Placing a hand on Blaine's thigh, Sebastian spreads his husband's legs a little more as they move together in sync. The sheets rustling beneath them and the sound of their desperate moans and whimpers fill the quiet apartment, their movements becoming quicker and needier, heat radiating from their bodies. The wildfire that started at the front door now completely running rampant through their bodies, seeping out of them, fogging the windows, almost sets the apartment on fire.
God, why on Earth would he ever threaten to leave Blaine?
Sebastian leans his forehead against Blaine's as they move against one another desperately, breathing, panting into each other, whispering and whining words of encouragement and affection. When they finally hit their climax, not just moments apart, Blaine clings to Sebastian for dear life, letting out a loud groan of pleasure. Sharing ravenous kisses, they ride out their orgasms together, their glistening bodies trembling.
Collapsing onto Blaine once they stop moving, Sebastian rests his head on his husband's shoulder, panting against his neck. Blaine smiles to himself, running his shaking hand slowly up the taller's back, inhaling deeply to attempt to catch his breath.
"Mmm." He lets out a content sigh.
"I love you," Sebastian whispers against his neck before he starts kissing it, lazily sucking a mark onto Blaine's skin.
"I love you, too."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, too."
After a moment, Sebastian lifts himself up just a little to look down at him, Blaine's hazel eyes sparkling up at him. Sliding his hands up Sebastian's smooth, freckled, chest slowly, Blaine cups his face, pulling him closer, his legs now just loosely hooked over the taller's. "You're my everything, you know." Blaine whispers before pressing their lips together softly.
Sebastian exhales a soft sound of acknowledgment. Blaine is everything. Everything. "You're mine, too." He whispers against the other's lips as he returns the kiss.
"I don't know what I would do without you." Blaine continues, feeling particularly vulnerable after the fight they've had.
"Ehh, you would live on; you'd be okay without me." Sebastian assures him. He doesn't want to get too deep into this conversation, knowing how it makes Blaine sad. He tries to keep it light, biting gently at Blaine's neck.
Shaking his head, Blaine's brow furrows. "I probably wouldn't. I need you." His voice is just a soft whisper, his eyes fluttering. He slides his hands slowly back down Sebastian's neck to his chest, resting them there.
"I would want you to." The other murmurs, pressing his lips to the shorter's cheek, trailing kisses down to his jaw.
"But I need you."
Kissing down Blaine's jaw line, Sebastian sighs softly in defeat. He hates when Blaine starts this conversation, because Sebastian is realistic. He knows some day one of them is going to die and most likely the other will be left alone. He doesn't want to sugarcoat the reality of life, but he knows Blaine and Blaine believes in stories like The Notebook. Sebastian finds it difficult to console Blaine and not lie to him at the same time. He always tries as gently as possible to make Blaine see the reality but it never works. "I need you, too, baby." He says before lifting his head again, looking down into those golden eyes. "But I would want you to get on with your life if I was gone, I wouldn't want you to stop living."
Blaine just looks up at Sebastian for a moment, letting out a heavy sigh, shaking his head. "Okay, okay, okay. Enough of that. You know how I hate talking about you not being here." He slips his arms around the other's body, pulling him closer. Typical Blaine; bringing up a subject making himself upset and then backing out.
"I'm going to be gone someday, though."
Blaine slide his hand down his back before lightly spanking his butt. "I said stop that, you."
Sebastian has left his train of thought and gasps slightly, his mouth falling open ever so slightly. "You spanked me..."
Nodding, Blaine giggles. "Yes, and I will do it again if you don't stop." He leaves his hand on Sebastian's ass cheek to give it a squeeze.
"Ohh," Sebastian shives, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You know what it does to me when you touch my ass, baby." His voice is low and suggestive as he leans down to bite Blaine's bottom lip gently.
The other just giggles again. "You are such a horndog."
"You say that like it's a bad thing." Sebastian mumbles against his mouth before kissing him softly.
"Not a bad thing." He shakes his head, a teasing grin on his face. "Just exhausting."
Raising his eyebrows, Sebastian lifts up a little, looking down at Blaine. "Oh, well if I'm too much for you to handle, I could just find someone else to handle me." He teases. "I wonder what my secretary's doing… I bet she could go a few rounds.."
Blaine scoffs, his hand coming in contact with Sebastian's arm, stinging just barely. "Not funny."
Sebastian just laughs and leans down to kiss his husband. "I'm just kidding."
"Nuh uh." Blaine turns his head so Sebastian can't kiss him, placing his hands on his freckled chest, pushing him away a little. "Go kiss your girlfriend." He says, trying his best to hide the way his mouth twitches upwards as Sebastian kisses his cheek over and over.
"But you're a better kisser than she is." Sebastian whines, kissing Blaine's cheek even more.
"Oh you are such an ass." He laughs softly, actually pushing the other off of him now. "Get off of me."
Chuckling softly, Sebastian's gaze follow Blaine and he scoots close to him, pulling the sheet over both of their heads. "You know you love me."
"No I don't."
"Yes you do." Sebastian wraps his arm around his small torso, pulling him closer.
"Mmmno. I hate you." Blaine whines softly, grinning as he turned to face his ridiculous man, slipping his arm over his waist.
Sebastian grins at his husband. "Clearly." He whispers before capturing his lips in a loving kiss.
"Mmm, 'kay fine." Blaine murmurs, biting his lip gently before telling the other that he loves him.
"You better." He squeezes Blaine's side gently, causing him to jerk and let out a squeak.
"Don't! That tickles!"
"Oh it does?" He raises an eyebrow before squeezing the other's side again, moving his fingers against his skin.
"Sebastian!" Blaine snorts, not being able to hold back a loud laugh. "Stop!"
Sebastian just laughs softly as he tickles Blaine's side a little more. Relishing in the cuteness that is his husband, the way his eyes crinkle as the wide, sparkling grin spreads across his face, the way his forehead wrinkles as he lets out breathy giggles, wiggling against Sebastian under the sheets. He's so in love with Blaine and he loves that he has no doubt that Blaine is just as in love with him.
"Stooooooooooooooop!"
"Mmm fine." Sebastian mumbles, pecking his lips softly, slipping his arm around him again. They hold each other as close as possible, arms wrapping around each other tight, legs tangling. It's as if they can't hold each other close or tight enough.
"I want us to last, Sebastian." Blaine whispers very softly after they share a few more or a dozen slow kisses, his heart beat starting to calm down again from the tickling. "I don't want to fight anymore. I'm so scared of losing you." Shaking his head gently, his forehead wrinkles with worry as he looks to the green eyes in front of him, their faces barely an inch apart. "My brother told me it was a mistake marrying you- that it won't last… because I love you too much."
Sebastian's eyes flutter a little as Blaine's soft breath ghosts over his lips, a slight shiver creeping up his spine, warming his insides. "I don't want to fight either, love." He looks to the other with a loving smile, brushing their noses together, his voice is just as soft as Blaine's. "You're not going to lose me." Another kiss. "And we're not a mistake; we're going to last. You know how I know?" When his husband's warm honey eyes look at him with curiosity he just smiles, pressing their lips together. "Because I still wake up every morning and the first thing I want to do is see your face." His voice is soft and slightly muffled as his lips are still pressed against Blaine's.
Blaine swears that he literally just turned into pure liquid as he melts against his husband. Sebastian never stops taking his breath away. "I love you."
Grinning softly, Sebastian nods. "I love you, too." He presses another kiss to his lips. "Now go turn off the lamp." His nose scrunches.
Blaine whines, "No, you turn it off."
"Noo, I did it last time, plus you were up last."
"We were both up last, you jerk." Blaine chuckles, tapping him on the arm lightly before groaning. "Fineee." He sighs heavy and resigned, getting up out of the bed and going across the room to their dresser, tuning off the lamp before shuffling his way back to the bed, yawning.
"Hurry up and get back in here, I'm cold." Sebastian grins in the dark.
"Mm, shut up, you're the one-ow!" He yelps, a horrible pain shooting through his toe as his foot comes in contact with the large wooden trunk that sits at the foot of their bed.
"You okay?" The taller quickly sits up, concern in his voice as he squints, just barely making out his husband's small frame in the dark room.
"No, my toe." Grabbing his toe and hobbling to the bed, Blaine whines the whole way there.
"Again?"
"Yeah, well if you would just turn off the light it wouldn't happen." Blaine pouts as he slips back into bed.
"We need to be getting a light for the bedside table." Wrapping his arms tight around the shorter, he pulls him closer.
"Good idea, I'll get my next husband to do it." Blaine teases with a grin on his face.
"Oh, your next husband, huh?" Sebastian also grins, tickling at his side, causing the other to giggle.
"No, no, no, no, no! Stoppp!" He laughs again, snorting." "I'm just kidding. You know there's no one else for me."
Sebastian just shakes his head as he gazes fondly at the shorter. "Just shut up and kiss me, pain in my ass."
"Douleur dans mon cul." Giggling softly, Blaine wraps his arm over Sebastian's waist, capturing his lips in a loving kiss.
They tighten their hold on each other, tangling their legs together again, nuzzling against each other, sharing soft, slow, sweet kisses until they finally drift off to sleep all snuggled together under the sheets.
Nights like this happen so often, they fight with each other over the stupidest things and yell at each other and sass each other and threaten to leave, but in the end they end up having make up sex even hotter than the last time and they talk to each other, be silly with each other, eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. That's just them. Some might say that fighting so much is not a healthy relationship. But it's them. They are passionate about each other and they never hold back showing it and they work. They just work.
They have this perfect little imperfect life together. They are absolutely perfect for each other, one not complete without the other.
They sleep soundly at night knowing they get to spend the rest of their life right there next to one another.