And here is where we flash back and divert from canon. It would be canon up to this point and this starts post season three. How I expected the break-up to go.(Fuck you, RIB!)

Also, seriously big 'thank you's to roomies A and Fox for helping me whip this chapter into shape. It fought back. :)

Hope you all enjoy!


2 - I Know You, I Met You a Long, Long Time Ago

Blaine and Kurt were sure a long distance relationship wouldn't work. They both wanted it to, but they were teenagers and a year was a long time. Blaine had insisted they take some time, that Kurt take some time, to get himself settled in New York. And if that time apart showed them that they were ready to see other people, then they would know they were done, no hard feelings. And if, in that time, they were still drawn to each other, they would find a way to make the long distance work until Blaine could graduate and join him in New York.

They hadn't lasted the year they promised themselves. During winter break, when Kurt was back home with Burt, Carole, and Finn, he texted Blaine one night, the first time since he'd moved to New York, a little drunk and a lot lonely.

To: Blaine

I'm an idiot.

To: Kurt

Hi, Kurt. Why do you think you're an idiot? What happened?

To: Blaine

Nothing happened Blaine. That's the point. Nothing happened.

To: Kurt

I'm sorry Kurt. I don't understand. What do you need?

To: Kurt

I mean I'm happy you're texting me. So happy. But I'm just confused.

To: Blaine

I need you Blaine. There is no one in New York and I don't want there to be. I know what I want Blaine. You, forever and this was stupid and can we just be kissing now?

To: Kurt

Kurt, I... I'll call you tomorrow.

Kurt hadn't responded. Didn't know how. What did this mean? Kurt kept drinking, started crying and wished he'd never sent the message. Isn't that always the way?


Blaine had been seeing someone. Sebastian. It was a bit crazy,it didn't really make sense after all that Sebastian had done to him, but they had found in those months so many reasons that they were good for each other. Mostly it had started because Blaine was sure Kurt would meet someone amazing in New York and he wanted to be happy for him.

But he was just lonely and jealous and he hadn't heard from Kurt in weeks and he knew why and so he went to Scandals and planned to dance his ass off until he was exhausted and could collapse into bed and sleep until it didn't hurt anymore. He threw himself into the music, drank more than he should have and the room was spinning when he he felt a pair of steady, sure hands at his hips. He collapsed back into the tall form of the boy behind him.

"Hey tiger, where's your lady lover? No chaperone tonight?" Sebastian breathed hotly into ear as he pulled Blaine's body against him.

"Shut up and dance." Blaine huffed as he turned his head and planted his lips against Sebastian's neck. Sebastian reveled in the feel and smell of the boy in his arms, shocked at how easy this was, how pliant Blaine felt in his arms and he realized he could have anything he wanted tonight. They had danced all night and when Blaine couldn't dance anymore, drunk and exhausted, and Sebastian was holding him up on the dance floor, he finally led Blaine out and to his car, telling Blaine he was too drunk to drive himself and he would bring him back for his car in the morning.

Sebastian took him back to his dorm and laid him on his bed, pulling off Blaine's shoes and pants, his bow-tie which had come untied while they danced and his button-down shirt leaving him in his undershirt and briefs before crawling into bed next to him and wrapping his arms around the smaller boy. He was a bit shocked at himself that the last thing he wanted to do was take advantage of Blaines' inebriated state. This wasn't how Sebastian had planned on the conquering of the ex-Warbler to go, but he found he didn't care. He just wanted to hold him and he hoped he could find out in the morning what had gotten into Blaine. He also hoped whatever it was, it was there to stay. They slept that way through the night, Sebastian wrapped loosely around Blaine's body, even though he'd never been one to cuddle his conquests in sleep.

That had been four months ago and the boys' relationship, for that was truly what it was, had become so much more than either of them ever thought they wanted from each other. They really were good for each other, which shocked them both. Blaine brought out a romantic streak in Sebastian that he refused to acknowledge, even as he wrote sweet notes and poems, and he sang to him which never failed to melt Blaine's heart. And Sebastian allowed Blaine to explore a wild side he had kept pent up and put away when he was with Kurt.

Of course, they fought constantly as well. Sebastian got into moods where he was negative and snarky about everything and no matter how optimistic and comforting Blaine tried to be, it didn't help, it seemed to make it worse.

One night, about two months into their relationship, Sebastian texted to ask if he could crash Blaine's solo study night. Sebastian needed to talk to Blaine and he hoped it wouldn't turn into another fight. It seemed like any time they weren't fucking they were fighting.

"Blaine, I fucking hate the Warblers right now. They just don't get it. You and me... they're saying I can't be loyal to the team and …do this with you at the same time. I don't know what to do." Sebastian wasn't looking at Blaine, he was laying on Blaine's bed staring at the ceiling and so didn't notice how focused Blaine had become on his schoolwork.

Blaine set his laptop aside. "Whoa, hey, this sounds a lot more serious than your text suggested." He swiveled his desk chair around to face Sebastian, concern written on his face. "What do you need from me? How can I help?"

"They said I had to pick. You or them. I guess they don't care about my awesome oral skills as much as you do. I should just quit, they're all idiots anyway." Sebastian smirked at Blaine, trying to goad him into ripping on the prep school boys with him.

Blaine frowned. "You can't do that, Seb. You're amazing, and as much as I hate to help our best competitors, they'd be lost without you."

"I just don't want the stupid team to tell me who I can fuck. I signed up for a glee club, not a nanny." he snarled, wishing Blaine would stop trying to help and just let him blow off some steam.

"You're so good, though...maybe you could transfer to the New Directions?" he suggested doubtfully.

Sebastian sat up fully, staring Blaine down. "Are you fucking kidding me, Blaine?! I am not leaving my amazing college preparatory school for some shitty public school that barely even funds the 'Nude Erections!' I'm not throwing away all of the opportunities my parents have worked hard to give me, like you did for Kurt."

"Excuse me? Did you SERIOUSLY just say that to me?" Blaine clenched his fist at his side, his face going red.

"Yeah. I know you're a fucking romantic and think that love is worth giving EVERYTHING up for, but it's not. I have to be practical here." Sebastian realized his slip. Had he just implied he loved Blaine? Fuck that. "I can't just waltz out on an amazing education because I found a nice piece of ass."

"A nice piece of...? Jesus fuck, Sebastian, YOU were the one who suggested that you should quit the Warblers. I was trying to HELP. You asked me for help, and I offered you what I had. I can't talk to them for you."

"I wasn't suggesting you be the one to talk to them, gel-head. Just give me some ideas. You've gotta have something with all your slick lines. You always know just what to say to win people over. Why not use it to help me for once," Sebastian spat at him.

"They would know it isn't you. Why don't you just defend yourself? You don't have to put up with that from them." Blaine reasoned in an attempt to bring the conversation back to Sebastian's original concern.

"Fuck! I can defend MYSELF just fine. It's sleeping with you I can't fucking defend."

"Well then don't. Just stop." Blaine was tired of feeling like he was always on the edge of everything falling apart. He knew it was just a matter of time with Sebastian. "Dammit, why did you even fucking come over tonight. We both know you're going to choose the Warblers over me." Blaine rolled his eyes and braced himself for the backlash.

"Fuck you, Blaine. you know that's not...you know what, fuck this, I don't need a boyfriend who pisses off my entire glee club." Sebastian realized his slip as soon as he made it, they'd never used that word.

Caught off guard, Blaine stammered out, "Boyfr-...? Whatever. Sebastian, if you want out of this you just have to say so." Blaine could look at Sebastian. He stared at the door to his room, waiting for Sebastian to walk out it.

"I'm not the one who wants out. It sounds to me like you're already done," Sebastian scoffed but his eyes were pleading.

"Is...that what you think? Really? Because I'm not.' Blaine took a breath and met Sebastian's eyes. "And neither are you," Blaine found as he said it that her was certain now, in a way he hadn't been before. Sebastian wanted to be in this. With him. Even when they ripped into each other like they had today.

"UGH! You make me crazy! I fucking HATE you!" Sebastian grabbed Blaine, pulled him flush against his body and kissed him deep, trying to hide how fast his breath and heartbeat had become.

Between kisses, Blaine muttered "No, you don't."

This is how it ended more and more often. Sebastian's wall would break and he would grab Blaine and kiss him as hard as he could to hide how broken and upset he was. They would fall into bed again and all would be better by morning, or as much as it could be.

That fight had been months ago, now, but ones just like it seemed to crop up every few weeks. Blaine knew that he and Sebastian weren't stable and had been contemplating ending things with him for a while. Hell, whenever things got to their worst he thought about ending it. He had never done that with Kurt. There were times they'd been completely livid with each other, but they never thought ending the relationship would solve things. Until graduation.

As he stared at his phone and then at the picture of Sebastian he had on his bulletin board, he felt queasy. He wished so hard that he had ended things with Sebastian, last month, last week, last night, any of the numerous times he'd thought about it. Even now there was a ache in his gut at the thought of ending things with him, but he knew what he wanted. He wanted Kurt.

Well, in a way he wanted them both but that couldn't be and he knew it. It was time now. He felt terrible for ending things with Sebastian only now that Kurt wanted him back, he never wanted to be that guy. Kurt deserved better than that guy. Sebastian deserved better than that guy too. Blaine knew he could be better than that guy, but not today. Today he had to end things with Sebastian as calmly as possible, yeah right, he thought, and then call Kurt.


That fight scene was hard to write. I'm glad I've got good sounding boards who know the voices of those characters. :)

"Fuck" count for the story so far: 15

"Fuck" count for this chapter: 14

Yeah...

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