I painted the Landscape Blue
A/N: Hey guys, new Huntbastian one-shot here! Maybe I'll continue? Who knows? -Rach
"Where the hell is that boy?" A rough voice muttered, raking his hands into his graying hair.
"Leave the boy be Jack," Jane Smythe says, a small frown placed upon her delicate features, "I'm sure that he's just unhappy because you plucked him out of that school."
"I had to Jane." He continued to mutter as he scanned through the crowd present on the cruise, "If I didn't pull him out now, he'd become like those homosexuals in this school. No son of mine will marry a man. I won't allow it."
At the exact moment, Jack Smythe spotted a taller brunette wandering aimlessly around the deck with a bored expression.
"Sebastian!" his father cried, waving the boy to him with an expression which resembled pure rage.
"Yes father dear." the boy drawled out, rolling his eyes as he approached his father.
"I am you father Sebastian!" The older man says, slightly applaud with Sebastian's boldness, "I will not tolerate with this madness! Your mother and I are sending you to a high and prestigious boarding school all the way in Australia! The least you could do is behave!" Sebastian, unfazed with his father's outburst, stepped closer up to the man, "I didn't ask for this. I was perfectly happy in Dalton. I had friends, I-"
"Fuck buddies you mean?" His father scoffed, making him turn red with anger, "No. I mean real friends. People who care about me." Sebastian bit out, hands clenching into fists. "Your mother and I care about yo-" Before he could finish Sebastian let out a loud sarcastic laugh making a few people around them turn. "The only think you 'care' about is yourself! What other's may think! Father, I'm gay and you can't change that!"
His father had gone quiet as he blinked around nervously, gritting out, "No, you aren't gay Sebastian. You're just confused. You just need the right girl, and you'd grow out of this disgusting habit."
Sebastian stood there with disbelief, mouth slightly agape. It wasn't like Sebastian didn't know what to say, but rather the opposite. He had so much to say about it that nothing came out. So all he did was shut his mouth, close his eyes from exasperation and marched away, shoving some people in the process.
Now Sebastian was away from that uncultured oaf of a father, he tiredly laid his head on the railings surrounding the ship.
"Hey, you okay?" A voice resonated from behind him.
Sebastian looked up groggily, facing a handsome brunette with a strong build.
"Perfect," he mumbled, glancing into his eyes. The boy who suddenly appeared had a smirk which could either be read as arrogant, cunning and a sign of mockery or a friendly and helpful one.
"What're you out here for?" The boy pressed, placing his hands on the railings next to Sebastian, it was much more deserted than before, "The sun is coming down. We're supposed to be heading back to our rooms."
"I'd rather wait it out. Bask in moments like these without my parents being constantly on my back." Sebastian mumbled, his face facing somberly into the sunset while the other boy turned to look at him curiously. "Why is that?"
"My parents are dicks. Well, mostly my dad. My mother just follows him around. It's quite sickening actually. Having no one back you up. Especially people who's supposed to love you no matter what." His hands gripping the railing tighter, wincing slightly at the setting sun.
"Good thing I have my mum then. She supports me a hundred percent." Hunter smiled fondly, resuming his line of sight back to sunset.
"Your dad?"
"Nah. The old man was a stupid drunk. A waste of space, so my mum kicked him out."
"I take it you didn't like the guy?" Sebastian turned to face the boy.
"You kidding? The man used to beat the shit out of me when I was 12. So thank God he got kicked out by the time I was 15. Three years of taking his shit." Hunter chuckled, ducking his head to face Sebastian.
"Lucky on you." Sebastian says, managing a small smile to the boy.
"Enough bout' me though. How about you? What irked you today?" Hunter asked, his face showing interest, "Naaah. Same old, same old. My dad hates me for being gay. Won't accept the fact that I'm into dudes."
"Your mum?"
"Told you. She follows him around. He hates people like me, she hates people like me."
"Sucks. My uncle was a good for nothing Bible thumper. Tried to convince my mum that I was the devil himself when he saw me with my boyfriend holding hands. People like that are hard to change." The boy shrugged nonchalantly as Sebastian snapped his head back to the boy next to him.
"You too...?"
"Yeah. Queer as they come." The boy laughed nudging Sebastian on the shoulder, "Cheer up. We'll get through this together. Heard this cruise is filled with all sorts of racist, bigoted and or homophobic."
Sebastian paused for a while, his face twisted into a smirk, "I like you," he says, extending his hand, "Sebastian Smythe."
The brunette chuckled, shaking his hand, "Hunter Clarington."
End A/N: So what do you guys think? I'm thinking if I would continue it, I would make this story around 5-6 chapters. And as always, reviews, favorites and follows make me happy :)