Sebastian hated Hunter. Hated him more so now than he hated his own father and frankly, it sucked. "I just don't understand why you want to actually do this!" He screamed, shaking his head. Of course he did know. It was how Hunter was raised. Sebastian was pretty sure his whole family had been in the Army or whatever and Hunter would be stupid to turn it down, but it didn't mean he wanted Hunter to go.
"But no. Go. Just don't mind if I don't care if you end up getting hurt or dying. Because I won't. At all. You suck, Clarington. And don't expect any sex tonight." He huffed, crossing his arms.
It seemed so long ago since Sebastian Smythe said those words to his fiance, but in reality it was only three months. Three months ago, Hunter was shipped off to some place and only as of a week ago had Sebastian regretted saying those words. Because now... now Sebastian had to have a funeral instead of a wedding. God, he hated himself. If only he never said those words, then maybe, just maybe Hunter would still be alive. Maybe Sebastian would still be sleeping, and eating and... living. But now what was the point? He didn't want to plan a funeral. Hell, he barely even wanted a wedding, but Hunter... he wanted everything with him. It felt as if the world around him had died. At least... he died and the world kept spinning. "You have to eat." Blaine sighed, sitting beside Sebastian on the bed and gently rubbing his back.
Shaking his head, Sebastian laughed. "What's the fucking point? I didn't even fucking kiss him before he left. I was mad that he was fucking going and I told him I wouldn't fucking care if he died, Blaine. I fucking told him that! A-And look at me. Here I am, caring and hoping that for some fucked up reason it'll bring him back. But he's not coming back." He whispered, his body shaking as more tears fell from his eyes.
Years ago, Sebastian had promised himself that he wouldn't fall in love with anyone and for awhile that plan had worked. But then he met Hunter. The boy that claimed he was completely straight and definitely the only guy that ever had Sebastian begging for anything. Which surprisingly he loved. Blaine nodded in understanding. "I'll be downstairs if you need me."
"Thank you, Blaine." Once Blaine went downstairs, Sebastian wiped at his eyes and stood up, punching the wall before collapsing onto the floor, wrapping his arms around his legs.
A/N: I'm sorry that this is short. I have some awesome things planned for this and I hope you enjoy! /p