"Blaine Anderson," he hears from the front of the room.
"Here," he responds carelessly. A sigh escapes his lips as he rests his chin on his palm. A glance at the clock tells him he has to endure Mrs. Jean's monotonous English class for another hour and forty minutes, and it was only Monday. He leans back in his seat, putting his feet up on the empty seat next to him, settling in to take a nap.
Blaine awakes to his feet hitting the floor with a loud thud. He snaps his eyes open to see someone taking the seat his feet had just been occupying. Blaine looks around, confused. He never had a table partner, and he liked it that way. He steadies himself, turning to face his company.
"What are you doing?" Blaine asks incredulously. The boy just glances at him with tired eyes. "Were you not paying attention? I'm new. Sebastian Smyth," he says with a slight sneer on his face.
"Oh. I'm Blaine -" he starts.
"Anderson," Sebastian finishes. "Yes. I know. Everyone knows. Now shut that gorgeous mouth of yours, I'm trying to pay attention." Blaine gapes for a moment and then leaves him alone for the rest of class.
Blaine is tense for the remainder of the day, but doesn't see Sebastian again. He tells himself to relax as he walks to the corridor where the Warblers practice. He hears them start without him, which is unusual. He knows the song well, it's one of his favorites. Blaine stops in his tracks when he sees who sings the familiar lyrics.
You so right, me so wrong
Now you're fixing to fly me
Auto-erotic, please,
On the break that you're gliding.
Blaine shivers as Sebastian sings the Roxy Music song, the hunger in his eyes unmistakable. The song finishes and Jeff walks up to him. "Hey, Blaine! Isn't he great?" Blaine stares at Jeff in confusion. "What? Uh, yeah… What?" he stammers. Jeff explains, "He's our new junior Warbler. You're new right hand man." He claps a hand on Blaine's shoulder, as the rest of the Warblers exit the room excitedly.
Sebastian approaches Blaine with a cocky smile, extending his hand. The boys shake hands, the taller boy squeezing gently before letting go. "I thought I should see you from the front, since I'll be spending the majority of my time at your back," he says with a wink. Blaine just stares, speechless by the handsome boy openly flirting with him.
"Even before I got here, every time someone mentioned Dalton, your name came up. Apparently you're sex on a stick and sing like a dream," Sebastian says, eyes roaming over Blaine. He takes this opportunity to speak up. "You know Roxy Music?" Sebastian scoffs, and says exactly what Blaine is thinking. "Roxy Music makes me want to build a time machine just so I can go back to the seventies and give Bryan Ferry a high five."
That comment makes Blaine's mouth hang open. Sebastian reaches over, placing his thumb and forefinger on his chin, and closes Blaine's mouth. He lets his fingers linger, gliding them over his jaw and down his neck before his hand gets slapped away. "Relax, babe," Sebastian says playfully before shouldering his bag and striding out of the room, leaving Blaine standing there in a daze.
Blaine climbs into his car, shaking his head. Who does he think he is? Don't fall for it, Blaine. He'll do you no good, he thinks to himself. Just because he's gay and has a great voice and an amazing smile, and perfect hair... Blaine stops himself. He can't do this. The guy was an arrogant jerk, and he would not let himself get close.
The next day he hesitates before walking into English. Taking a deep breath, Blaine shuffles in and takes his seat silently; trying to subtly push his chair as far from Sebastian's as possible. The boy just chuckles, shaking his head. Blaine starts to relax when Sebastian pays him no mind, but halfway through the class he jumps when he feels a foot brush against his thigh. He looks to where the other boy's feet are resting on the edge of his chair, toes teasing at Blaine's leg. He shoots Sebastian a look, but gets merely a wink in response. A shiver races up his spine and Blaine scoots his chair away, letting Sebastian's legs fall to the floor. The thud causes Mrs. Jean to shush them and the shorter boy tries his hardest to ignore the other. He feels something pushed against his hand, and looks down at the paper with Sebastian's messy handwriting.
Stop being so nervous.
Blaine scowls at the note, pushing it back to him without reply. Sebastian reaches to Blaine's chair, pulling it close to him. He lets out a huff, surprised that he was literally just dragged so that his leg was touching the other boy's. Electricity pulses through his body at the contact and his leg starts to tremble. He pulls his leg away slightly to hide the tremor, but it's too late. Sebastian smirks and puts his hand on Blaine's knee to steady him. He knows he should pull away but he can't bring himself to it. He just stares at Sebastian's hand tracing soft circles over his knee. It's surprisingly intimate and out of instinct, Blaine puts his hand over the one on his leg.
Sebastian retracts his hand so quickly; Blaine thought if he blinked, he would have missed it. Without a word, he taller boy shoves his chair as far away from Blaine as possible, a strange mix of hatred and fear on his face. The reaction stings, even though he knows it shouldn't. When the bell rings, Sebastian is the first one out of the room, leaving Blaine sitting there speechless yet again.