Musical Inspiration: Underneath – Adam Lambert. From the album Trespassing.

Rating and Warning: M. This is SebBlaine MxM some clean smut. Hurt, Anguish, Good Friend moments. Um! Actually this is new depth for me, but …

Ownership: I don't own Glee, or Dalton by CP Coulter, but I own my imagination. As for music, don't own the rights either but I have umteen cd's, dvd's.

Dedication: For those who can write mushy love stories, you inspire me. And the men in my life, my Teddy Bear huggers, love to you also. For those addicted to anything. With my hearing, I'm addicted to Adam Lambert, Maroon 5 and so much more. Music beats and feelings are so important, as too the words, for those who have hearing difficulties.

I don't have any association with anyone for music. I've purchased all that I listen to and feel. I'm just letting you know about the music. If you want to listen, then do so. If not then don't. But if you're going to purchase anything, please don't go down the pirate road. Worst thing to do. I don't ship pirates.

Thank you: IthinkILeftMyCoatOutside. You're beautiful words in your '4 Minutes' and other helpful words have been necessary to the healing of jobelle516, otherwise known as JoBellesephine, and also just Jo.

This is a quality arc from my other hit story: 'Converting Kurt Hummel'. It is a natural progression from chapter 13. If you like this, you'll like where it came from, and you'll probably enjoy my 'To Julian, with love Logan XxOo'.

~ A Teddy Bear Hug brought on Oh My G! ~

Sebastian had been trying to console the whinger Blaine had become. Kurt had dumped him, again. But this time it was for a female. And of all the females they knew, none had expected it to be Sugar Motta.

Sebastian tried to contain his own infatuation for Blaine, and that was becoming so difficult to do. Because other's vulnerabilities attracted Sebastian to them, like a damned moth to a flame. And the flame burning bright, was Blaine Devon Anderson.

Blaine's appearance was reflecting his depression. His clothes were crumpled, he wasn't shaving thoroughly or using as much hair products. He wasn't sleeping well and that made him sleepier during the day. Which thrilled Sebastian, 'cause he let him lean against him and nod off to sleep. And Sebastian could pretend it was a cuddle, and enjoy the warm closeness of Blaine.

His school work was full of doodles of Kurt, Kurt, kute Kurt, I love Kurt and other ridiculous writings and coloured pictures.

He wasn't eating well, and that's when Sebastian decided to take him under his wing. And Sebastian made the full executive decision, he would look after Blaine, until Blaine could look after himself.

All the Dalton boys had been instructed to guide Blaine toward Sebastian. They were all more than happy to do as instructed, because if anyone was going to be as dedicated and caring about looking after the Love of all Dalton Hearts, Blaine Devon Anderson, Sebastian Smythe was the hero for the job.

~ X ~

Sebastian couldn't let it continue, Blaine was belting out Underneath, again. He could sing that song so well, the power he threw into all those me's and see's, were breaking the hearts of those who heard him. Blaine may have been in his room, with his door ajar, but his song could be heard far and wide. So too were the sobs of Dalton boys, who were listening to him.

None of them were brave enough to interrupt or stop him. To Sebastian, they were whimps.

Sebastian pushes open the door to Blaine's room. "Blaine, come on that's enough." Blaine continues, till he's finished the song one more time. He's exhausted and falls into Sebastian's arms sobbing. And Sebastian has to control his urges, this is a friend who needs his help.

"Blaine, let's go get some fresh air." Blaine lets Sebastian tidy him up. He's numb from heart break, numb from his world of truth being smashed. Numb from memories that kept swirling around. Tears in his eyes stinging as they cascaded down his cheeks.

His body had recovered from self abuse and harm. Throwing himself into fight clubs, purposely losing fights that left him black and blue. Underneath his skin, under the bruises were bones that wouldn't break like his heart had. He'd tried to be noticed, but that hadn't worked to bring Kurt back. Self harm had left scars from trying to draw blood and have the pain flow away. And then shame from failure, due to the pain those cuts created.

"He doesn't see me any more. It's like I don't even exist!" Shuddering from a hot wash cloth, he blinks and moves like a child being interrupted by a Mother.

~ X ~

"Blaine, have you been sleeping in your clothes?" Sebastian's question was so observant. They're at the Lima Bean. Sebastian sitting with his back against the chair, left leg over the right knee and he's stirring his coffee whilst checking out 'gorgeous Blaine'. He dusts chocolate over his drink, picks up some froth with his teaspoon, lifts it to his lips. As he puts the spoon in his mouth, he pauses noting Blaine has been staring into his drink for far too long and not answering.

"Hey beautiful, I'm talking to you." Sebastian leans his head dreamily to one side, leans over and gently brushes the back of his hand against Blaine's cheek. And finally, Blaine comes to life, leaning into the touch.

"Hey Seb, sorry what were you saying?"

"I was saying, you need sprucing up. Your clothes are not up to par for Dalton standards. And you need someone to be looking after you." Again Sebastian shows affection by touching Blaine's arm whilst talking.

Blaine has finally realized how vulnerable he's become in Sebastians presence. "Um, hmmm. Thanks Sebastian, I'll be okay. Honestly. I'm going home tomorrow for a few weeks, my Mum'll look after me."

"Well Blaine, you know where I am, and you've got my number." Pushing his chair back, he stands and makes the boldest move without thinking it through. He leans down and boldly kisses Blaine. Blaine freezes, holds his breath with the sudden lips on his. Sebastian's kiss is soft but firm, and with his eyes closed he feels Blaine react with gentle delight.

Being so tall can be a disadvantage. His bag had fallen heavily off his shoulder, which threw him into Blaine more. He had intended just to peck his cheek, but his natural wanting aim landed on Blaine's lips. And then Blaine was kissing him back. Sebastian could feel the shock and that he was holding his breath.

He kept expecting Blaine to push him away. He held, with his eyes shut tight, for as long as Blaine would allow. But Blaine wasn't stopping him. And then Blaine was breathing "oh thank God I didn't kill you with a kiss!".

Sebastian's breathing increased when he felt Blaine breathing again. But he didn't want to open his eyes, and discover an illusion of fright. Blaine's rough unshaven cheek was scratchy, but worth the effort. Sebastian's forehead had bumped Blaine's, his eyes could feel cool air on the left and the right one felt Blaine's warm skin.

As Sebastian is listening to his own breathing increase, he's aware of his ears being full of new sounds from Blaine, he falls hard onto his knees. Blaine had hurriedly pulled him down and in, and was hugging him tighter. "Oh Holy Hell!... Oh Blaine baby, this is what I'm on about…."

~ Oh my G! ~

Blaine'd been taken by total surprise. He'd never known for Sebastian to try a move like this on anyone. He had to grab the table to steady himself. He'd held his breath from the surprise of Sebastian's lips on his. And then time just stood still.

All he could focus on was how delightful this kiss was. A moment ago he had been pinning for Kurt. Remembering seeing Kurt in the hospital, so small in that big bed. And as he watched his best friend resting, 'she' stepped into view and blocked his sight. And the anger toward 'her' was confusing to deal with. The flowers had arrived, the fruit baskets had been delivered. Plush teddy bears were seen on the visitor's chair.

And…. Sebastian's lips were on his. Sebastian felt wonderfully warm, the table was cold to touch but he needed to steady himself. He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and as he breathed in, he breathed in Sebastian's body odor mixed with cologne. And it was all wonderful, but it shouldn't have been, but it was, he is! And Blaine relaxed allowing the kiss, allowing himself to finally enjoy some physical attention. He forgot who was kissing him.

This kiss was what his body had been aching for. He'd had kisses before. But this one, was spontaneous, and he was melting into Sebastian. After his breathing resumed, his heart started to gently race and so too did his breathing race more. And now he wasn't just receiving the kiss of life, he was leaning into it. Welcoming and his free left hand reached up and held Sebastian's head and pulled him in for more.

He pulled Sebastian down to him, to relax the strain on his neck. He could feel Sebastian's nose alongside his, and he could hear Sebastian's breathing sounds like a poetic love song. A rushed melody of demands and requests.

Sebastian stumbled down to his knees in front of Blaine. And Blaine remembered who he was with, and wrapped his arms around and pulled Sebastian Smythe into him. "Damn you Sebastian, damn you Kurt, damn you all! Oh God this,….is,…Oh God! Sebastian is just so….. wonderful!"

She taps them both on their shoulders. "Boys, boys?"

Sebastian stops first, as he opens his eyes he can't focus. And he pushes himself away from Blaine's embrace. Blaine grabs at Sebastian's blazer, he doesn't want to be alone, right now. He deeply sighs, and breathes aloud. Looking down at the space between him and Sebastian, suddenly aware that Sebastian is on his knees, in a coffee shop, in front of him. He looks up into Sebastian's eyes and blinks recognition of what just happened.

"Sebastian, what the hell was that?"

"That Blaine Anderson, is you finally acknowledging, you fancy me."

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