Blaine wakes slowly, something warm pressed against him. He breathes in the smell around him, an odd mix of musk, peppermint, and liquor. He opens his eyes sleepily, gazing around the unfamiliar room and then finally glancing down at what's resting in his arms. Blaine rips the blankets off, jumping out of bed, grabbing his phone off the nightstand. He checks the time, searching frantically for the rest of his clothes.

"Calm down, babe. We don't even have school today and you're already rushing off?" he hears Sebastian say from the bed. Blaine turns to him, confused "Oh… Right, teacher's in-service." Seb rolls his eyes at the groggy boy standing in front of him and climbs out of bed, heading towards his closet. He pulls out a plain white v neck shirt and a pair of jeans, handing them to Blaine. He takes the boy by his shoulders, turns him around, and slaps him on the butt. "Bathroom's that way. I have a new toothbrush in there I haven't used yet," Seb says, watching Blaine go.

Sebastian sighed. He couldn't believe what was going through his head. Of course he thought Blaine was incredibly sexy, but the first thing that popped into his mind when he woke up was just how cute he looked. Cute? God, Seb. What the hell is wrong with you? Sebastian asks himself, shaking his head. He hops down the stairs, starting a pot of coffee. He stops, hearing the shower still running upstairs, and has an impulse that he doesn't think about, just acts on.

When Blaine emerges at the foot of the stairs, Sebastian nearly chokes on his coffee. The boy's curls were loose, no gel holding them in place. The clothes Seb had given him were snug, slightly stretching over his muscles, putting emphasis in all of the right places.

"What's all this?" Blaine asks, a surprised smile on his face, as he takes in the breakfast that had been laid out on the dining room table. "Breakfast. Come sit down," Sebastian says bluntly, hiding his reaction. Blaine complies, sitting at the table with a small smile still playing on his lips. There was one plate with a large, delicious looking omelet laid out on it. Sebastian pulls the plate towards him, cutting a piece and holding it out to Blaine. He looks at Sebastian for a moment, then feels his eyes flutter as Seb feeds him the best thing he's ever eaten.

"Mmm…" Blaine mumbles over the food. Sebastian gives him a cocky smile, rolling his eyes. "It must be good. I couldn't even get you to moan like that last night."

Blaine swallows, his eyes wide. "We… I… Uh…," he stammers, but Sebastian just chuckles at him. "Joking, Blaine. Finish that, I'm going to take a shower," he says, waving his hand at the omelet.

Blaine watches Sebastian go, quickly finishing the food and putting his plate in the dishwasher. He takes the stairs two at a time, heading for Seb's room. He glances around at the surprisingly plain walls and little furniture. The flat screen TV on the wall gathers dust, as if it's rarely used, as does the laptop sitting on the otherwise empty desk. Blaine spots papers on the large dresser that runs along one wall, picking them up. He sighs when he sees it's just old classwork and then looks a bit closer, noticing the score at the top. 100% on every single assignment. He shakes his head in disbelief, setting the papers down.

The only item in the room that looked like it was frequently used was the king size bed in the corner, blankets still ruffled from the night before. He hears shuffling and turns around, taking in the sight before him. Sebastian is clad in only a towel wrapped dangerously low around his waist, reaching in his closet. Blaine's gasp makes Seb turn, his cocky smile in place. He walks over to Blaine, cupping his chin in his hand, and plants a firm yet wonderfully sweet kiss on his lips.

"Good morning," Sebastian says simply, grabbing his clothes and disappearing into the bathroom again. Blaine exhales loudly, releasing a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He runs his hand over his own lips lightly, loving the tingle left there. Sebastian emerges from the bathroom fully clothed, but Blaine doesn't bother to look at what he's wearing. He crosses the distance between them, grabbing him by the hips and kissing him until Sebastian pulls away, breathing heavily and resting his forehead against Blaine's.

They hear the pitter-patter of rain on the window and Sebastian smiles, his eyes lighting up. He takes Blaine's hand, running them down the stairs, grabbing his keys on the way out the door. He shoves Blaine in the passenger seat, and after getting in himself, he speeds down the road.

"Where are we going, Sebastian?" Blaine asks frantically, concerned with how fast they were going. Sebastian doesn't respond, just places his hand on Blaine's thigh, squeezing lightly, the car still picking up speed.

They arrive at a large wood cabin with rain still lightly tapping the windshield. Sebastian digs through his glove compartment, pulling out a small set of keys and getting out of the car. Blaine follows him silently as he opens the door, letting them both in, and dashing up the stairs. He struggles to keep up as Sebastian races through the many rooms, coming to a small office. He turns, checking a watch Blaine hadn't noticed he was wearing, and taking Blaine's hand in his own as he gives him a small smile.

"Take a look at this," he says softly, pulling open a set of French doors, revealing a spacious balcony. There are two small walls on either side, but none in front of them, only a short white metal bar separating them from the 15 foot drop. Blaine feels a tug at his hand, pulling him to the edge of the white bar as Sebastian comes behind him, wrapping strong arms around his waist and resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder. Seb points to the sky and the sight makes the shorter boy gasp lightly.

The sky was a light orange, with fluffs of pink clouds scattered across the horizon. The sun just setting over the hill and the birds in the air were some of the most beautiful sights Blaine had ever seen. He sighs, smiling as Sebastian's soft lips trail kisses along his collarbone. Blaine can' help but think to himself, how is this possible? I've known this boy for a week… and I'm in love with him.