Title: The Tie
Author: an-alternate-world
Rating: T
Characters/Pairing: Blaine Anderson, Sebastian Smythe
Word Count: 462
Summary: Blaine's hands lingered a bit too long after straightening Sebastian's blue & red striped tie.
Warnings/Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Glee, FOX, Ryan Murphy or anything else related to the FOX universe..
Anonymous on Tumblr prompted a fic starting with the sentence: Blaine's hands lingered a bit too long after straightening Sebastian's blue & red striped tie.
It wasn't like he meant to become distracted by the curve of Sebastian's neck or the line of freckles alongside one of the more prominent veins. He didn't intend to fiddle with Sebastian's collar and get caught up imagining what the skin would taste like beneath his tongue. He didn't envisage becoming lost in thought about what colour Sebastian's skin would bloom if he left marks in between the freckles that already existed.
Except Sebastian cleared his throat and broke the moment, a smirk playing on his lips as Blaine flushed and dropped his hands, fidgeting with the lapels of his blazer and stepping away before he could make an even bigger fool of himself.
"It's okay," Sebastian mused behind him, his voice lower and sending a shiver down Blaine's spine, "I know I'm just too attractive to not imagine getting into bed."
Blaine squeaked, his face flushing darker, and he really, really needed to get it under control because they were meant to go on stage soon and he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to look any of the guys in the face again if they lost Regionals because he'd gotten caught up imagining Sebastian and-
No! his brain screamed, and he stared at his freshly-shined shoes for a distraction.
"Hey." Sebastian pressed behind him, his fingertips grazing Blaine's waist and making it feel like his skin was starting to tingle all over. "If you like the tie that much, you can use it on me in bed. Or if you're more into being tied up, I have absolutely zero protest to that either."
"Sebastian!" he said, cringing at the way his voice broke like a teenage boy much younger than he was. God, he was the leader of a freaking choir and the playboy of the school was getting under his skin at the worst possible time.
"Get back to me about it," Sebastian whispered against his ear, the warmth of his breath creating goosebumps along Blaine's neck. "My room will be free tonight if you want in."
Blaine was glad that the applause of the audience beyond the stage doors indicated the other group was finished. It meant Sebastian pulled away, placing a respectful distance between them as Warblers appeared and began humming first notes to ensure they were all in tune and warmed up and ready.
And if Blaine struggled to make eye contact with Sebastian during the performances, or after they won, or on the bus back to Dalton… Well… It was only because he would then notice the tie around Sebastian's neck and consider the option that the other boy had offered him for too long in an inappropriate location.
~FIN~