Title: Little Pink Slip

Summary: Sebastian's sliding on thin ice, and Hunter is always around to push him. All Sebastian wants is Blaine. / Multi-chap.


Blaine Anderson; Dalton legend and available for dating, just how Sebastian liked them. Fresh from a relationship, weak and a little bashful.

Sebastian Smythe leaned back in his chair and started to revise for his upcoming maths exam in two days; he had, as usual left it to the last minute. This exam was different, not like others, and not just because it was maths, it was a test to see if he would get full bursary for the rest of his senior year in Dalton.

He had mastered the whole drama, and arts scholarship but he knew that there was no way his parents could afford to send him to Dalton without the academic bursary as well.

Being a Smythe, Sebastian would never tell anyone that he couldn't actually afford to go to Dalton.

Suddenly something caught his eye, a crowd full of red Dalton blazers came his way, without looking twice he shut his books and shoved them into his bag not noticing that his scholarship form had fallen onto the floor.

"Smythe! Smythe!" yelled Hunter across the Lima Bean.

Sebastian pretended to just notice them, and put on a surprised face. "Hey, Hunter, what are you doing here? Thought you were going to London for the holidays," Sebastian asked, knowing that Hunter already came back two days ago.

"I was, I came back on Tuesday. England sucks - they just drink tea and they don't have a real man's coffee," smirked Hunter with a proud look on his face.

Ha, you? A real man? Hunter, you wouldn't know a real man if it came and hit you on the nose, thought Sebastian to himself.

"Oh well, best be getting off, then. Going to see the family this afternoon," said Sebastian, standing up, ready to leave.

"Bye, then."

As he turned away Hunter grabbed his arm, and whispered quietly, "You really should tell them you're gay, Seb."

Sebastian, infuriated that Hunter butted into his personal life, whispered back, "And you should really stay in the closet, Hunter." With that, Sebastian Smythe walked away, fuming.

Little did he know that Hunter was even madder with his remark. He was still in shock that Sebastian had said that to him - he was the only one that he had told.

He wanted to get back at Sebastian and hurt him bad.

Just then, he saw something pink trapped under a chair, he picked it up and started to laugh as he read the slip.

'Sebastian Smythe: applying to take the academic exams for full bursary at Dalton academy for his senior year.'

Hunter shoved the slip deep into his pocket, and as one of the waitresses came over to give him his coffee and bill, Hunter handed her a fiver. When she took it, Hunter held onto the note and whispered in her ear, "Keep the change; you can buy me a drink later." He winked at her and then walked towards the exit.


"Mr Know It All, so you think you know it all."

Sebastian was practising putting together a mash up of Kelly Clarkson for The Warblers, for when the term started again. He didn't hear his dorm room door open.

"I ain't going down baby, I ain't going down."

Startling Sebastian, a second voice from behind decided to join in. It was Hunter.

"Ain't nobody tell me how it's gonna be, nobody's gonna make a fool outta me. Baby, you should know that I lead not follow."

Suddenly, the air in the room got very cold as Hunter locked their dorm room. Sebastian turned to face him, and he started to step closer, towards Sebastian, until their faces where an inch apart.

Feeling rather uncomfortable, Sebastian took a step back. "What do you want, Hunter?"

"I want you to apologise, Seb, for what you said earlier."

"No chance, Hunter."

"Why ever not?" He asked, trying to hide his smile.

"Because it's true."

"Watch it Seb. You're treading on thin ice," hissed Hunter.

"Or what?" Sebastian asked cockily.

"You don't want to know."

"Oh, I'm scared," he mocked.

Hunter whispered under his breath, "You should be."

"If you don't mind, I'm going to pack. Goodbye, Hunter," Sebastian said, clearly cutting of the conversation. Hunter glowered until he finally closed the door behind him.