Sebastian is confused as he wakes up. He is in a room he's never been to before. He frowns and blinks the sleep out of his eyes. He's sure he fell to sleep in his own bed last night. So why is he not there right now?
"Oh, fuck," he mutters in a voice that is not his own as the answer occurs to him. He's having his soulmate induced switch. His first reaction is to bring his, or well, his soulmate's hand, to his chest. But thankfully, there are no boobs to be found. Now that would have been a nightmare. More of a nightmare than this already is, anyway. Most people get their switch later in life, into their early twenties or even later. Why does he have to get his switch at seventeen?
Of course, he knows that it's a sigh that both he and his soulmate are ready to know, but he'd hoped that he would be one of the people that got their switch late. He doesn't want to be tied down so young.
Sebastian sighs. There is nothing to be done about it now. He can't turn back time and he can't postpone it. It's happening now and he just has to deal with it. At least his soulmate has a good taste, he thinks, looking around the room. It's more decorated than his own room, but not cluttered and the colors are pleasant. There are also a few mirrors and he can see quite some beauty products, but he can't fault his soulmate for wanting to look his best. That would be hypocritical.
Then he notices some pictures around the room. He gets out of the bed to look at them, wonders for a short moment if his own sheets are as clean as these, and takes a few steps to get to the closest picture.
It's a picture of a woman with a baby in her arms. The woman is beautiful and somehow a bit familiar, but he can't put his finger on what it is that he recognizes. He supposes that this is a picture of his soulmate with his mother. He can't help himself, he has to smile a bit at the sweet picture.
The picture next to it makes him lose that smile. He knows the people in that picture. Blaine and Hummel, holding hands and looking disgustingly sweet. "No way," Sebastian says, looking back at the first picture and paling as he now recognizes that voice. Within a few steps he's standing in front of the mirror, looking at the shocked face of Kurt Hummel staring back at him.
"Shit," is all he can say. Never mind what he thinks about all of this, Hummel will be murderous.