Summary: Blaine learns a rather interesting secret about Sebastian and then listens to Kurt's explanation about what happened with the guy in New York.

Notes: Parts of song lyrics were removed and replaced with dialogue.

I may have insulted red-heads. I don't think I did but I mentioned it to my red-headed mother and she wasn't happy so, if you are offended…I'm sorry.

Easy, Loverboy. It's time for your big romantic song for Blainers.

Blaine was watching Sebastian, Sam, Artie, Jake, Ryder, Mike and for some reason Puck, make last minute tweeks to Sebastian's performance when Santana reappeared beside him "Here's the deal. I chose this song for two reasons. The first was to piss off Hummel…"

"Naturally."

"…and the other was to follow your requirement of it had to be embarrassing."

"Ok? I take it there's a problem."

"Well, the embarrassing part was to come from the audience. I assumed anyone related to Mr. Schue would be use to embarrassing performances..."

"Agreed."

"…but I expected Miss Pillsbury's family to be uptight like her, not the Raucous Red-Heads who have been partying since we got here. And when I say partying, I mean drinking…a lot. Like they're happy the wedding didn't…"

Blaine stopped her when he heard the distinctive opening of Sebastian's song. "How did you think this would be embarrassing? I sang about sex toys. That was embarrassing!"

"Miss Pillsbury's family…"

Again, Blaine cut her off, this time by waving his arms in frustration. "Look at them, Santana! I'm pretty sure Ed Sheeran is their spirit animal!" He let out an overexaggerated sigh and headed toward the stage.

(Sebastian)The club isn't the best place to find a lover
So the bar is where I go
(Guys) MMMM

Santana hurried to catch him. "Where are you going, you big Drama Queen?" Blaine gave her a wink to show he was kidding before continuing onto the stage.

The simple act relaxed Santana enough to switch her focus. It was time to go have some fun while making it clear to Kurt there was a price to pay for messing with her boy…well, boys. Yeah, that's right. Sebastian fucking Smythe was now her boy.

Guess hell could freeze over.

(Sebastian) And now I'm singing like
Boy, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me

Sebastian was intrigued as he watched Blaine join him onstage but was blown-away when he grabbed a microphone, turned the song into a duet and began to (dirty) dance with him.

(Blaine) Say: "Boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me"
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead
(Guys) MMMM

(Sebastian and Blaine) I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body

Last night you were in my room
And now my bed sheets smell like you
Every day discovering something brand new
Oh, I'm in love with your body

Any reservations about 2 boys signing this song to each other went out the window when everyone in the room (except a jealous ex sulking in the corner) joined in.

(Everyone) Oh-i-oh-i-oh-i-oh-i

When the song ended (after an extra chorus of Oh-i-oh-i-oh-i-oh-i at the insistence of the audience), Sebastian was sure Blaine was going to kiss him but it didn't happen...again. "So, what did you think of the song?" he asked as they exited the stage, trying to refocus his thoughts.

"It wasn't what I asked for" Blaine replied with the straightest face possible while leading Sebastian away for a moment alone. Once they reached a suitable distance, Blaine faced him sporting a huge, ridiculously cheesy grin. It was amazing how Blaine could say so much with just his eyes and smile, but it was still nice to hear the words. "I loved my song, Bas. Thank you. Did you have fun?"

That was an odd question. "Honestly?"

"No lie to me."

"Haha." Actually, it was kind of funny. He liked smart-ass Blaine. "It was the most fun I've ever had performing and it wasn't just because I finally got to sing a duet and push and pull with you. Working with Santana and the guys, watching Kitty, Goldie and the rest of the Spice Girls dancing with…"

"Blaaaaaaaaaaaine! Seeeeeebaaaaaastian! You guys were soooooooo hot!"

"Oh, shit." Blaine tried to pull the extremely intoxicated Rachel off of him but she had a death grip on his tie. Why had he chosen this day to not wear a bowtie? "Um, thanks Rach. Let's go find…"

"I love you so much, Blaine. I told Kurt he's a fucking idiot. And you…" She whipped around and wrapped her arms tightly around Sebastian's waist. "You were a big meany last year, but can I tell you a secret?"

She was clearly unaware of how loud she was but Sebastian wasn't about to let anything (not even Blaine's puppy-dog eyes) deny him this this. "Why yes, Rachel, you can tell me a secret. I promise I won't tell anyone but Blaine."

She looked up at him as if he was the most wonderful thing in the world. "I love Blaine because, you know, he's the only one who can keep up with me vocally, but I love you too. When you blackmailed me with naked photos of Finn, I knew I had finally found my other show choir soulmate. Did you know I once sent a girl who wanted to try out for the New Directions to a crack house?"

"Oh, thank god, Finn's here." Words Sebastian never thought would come from his mouth. Finn mouthed Sorry as he led a protesting Rachel away with the promise of a duet.

That should be entertaining.

"Are you ok?" Blaine asked as they sat at a table and put their foreheads together to muffle their laughter. "That's the first time you experienced Drunk Rachel."

"At least I didn't make out with her."

Blaine groaned, although he wasn't surprised. "Which one of my lovely friends do I have to thank for you having that particular piece of information?"

"Babe, you should know by now, you have some embarrassing performance in your past, everyone has told me about it." Sebastian decided to ask about the non-kiss thing. He was definitely going to ask why Blaine didn't go any further than sweet pecks on the lips. He was for sure going to find out if Blaine expected him to be the one to real-kiss him first.

"Bas, you're chocking me."

Sebastian didn't realize he had been playing with Blaine's tie. Admittingly, he was a little nervous about asking Blaine about the non-kisses but he was doing it.

Right now.

No more delays…

Oh, who was he kidding? He was totally chickening-out. "I just find it strange that you of all people would wear a tuxedo without a bowtie."

"Why Mr. Sebastian Smythe, do you have a bowtie kink?"

"No…maybe." Absolutely…positively…but never once imagined using them to tie Blaine to his headboard. Maybe blindfolding him…oh, hell!

"You do! Tell me, how many times have you imagined me naked except for a bowtie?" That answer would be none…until now. "And how many times has the bowtie been around my dick?"

"Blaine, we have to talk."

Of course, this would be the time Kurt finally managed to get to Blaine. Sebastian was about to tell him to fuck-off but Blaine could tell and stopped him. "I can do this."

"I know you can but you don't have to. You don't owe him anything."

Blaine gave him one of their (frustratingly) sweet pecks. "Thank you for believing in me."

"I have always believed in you."

"Trust me, I know."

The instant Blaine was beyond the 10 feet away mark, Sebastian found himself surrounded. "Are you sure about this, Seb?" Marley asked.

"It wasn't my decision to make, Goldie." He stood and put his arm around her for reassurance but kept a close eye on Kitty. She looked ready to pounce (no pun intended) at a moment's notice. He felt better when Sam came up from behind and put his hands on her shoulders, basically holding her in place. However, this led to two questions for Sebastian. Why was Kitty so overly protective of Blaine and why was Sam so focused on Kitty and not his girlfriend, Brittany? Santana seemed to be questioning that last fact as well considering Brittany had spent most of the reception with her and Quinn, reuniting the Unholy Trinity.

The most accurate nickname ever given in his opinion.

Across the room, Blaine mentally prepared himself for the conversation. He may have agreed to talk, but that didn't mean he was going to take it easy on his ex. "What do you want, Kurt?"

"I just wanted to talk to you. I've tried all day but someone was always getting in the way."

"And I'm supposed to drop everything and listen? Typical."

"It's not like that."

"Then please explain to me exactly what the fuck it is like because I am beyond tired of this shit." Kurt doesn't answer, seemingly shocked by Blaine's attitude "How's Adam?"

"How did you know…Adam is just a friend. Blaine, you're my boyfriend."

"And they say I'm oblivious." Blaine took a deep breath to control his volume. The two of them were drawing enough attention. "Kurt, the last time you bothered to Skype with me you said we could discuss our status when I'm in New York next month for my NYADA audition. If what I know is true then you were already dating Adam when we had that conversation. We're not boyfriends. And seriously, I want to know, do you honestly think so little of me that you thought I would bring Sebastian fucking Smythe of all people as my date if I thought we were still together?"

"So, you're still going to audition for NYADA?"

"Wow, that's what you got out of what I said?" Blaine looked over his shoulder at Sebastian and unsurprisingly, pretty much everyone except Finn and Rachel who were headed onstage. When he gave them an eye roll to demonstrate his annoyance it appeared to relieve a lot of their tension. "Anyway, unlike some people, I didn't apply to one school. Next month I not only have an audition at NYADA but Julliard and Tisch as well."

"Oh, but NYADA is still your first choice, right? And since you are now friends with Santana, I'm sure she would be more than happy if you stayed with us at the loft. I know Rachel and I would be. I promise I won't bother you unless you want my help with your auditions."

Blaine wanted another drink but he was driving and anticipated leaving in the near future. "No, I won't stay at the loft and I won't be surprised if Santana tries to stay with me, Bas and Artie at Bas' mom's brownstone in Brooklyn while we're there. Before you ask, Bas also has auditions at Julliard and Tisch. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've kept him and my friends waiting long enough." He walked away but Kurt circled around and blocked his path.

"Blaine, I'm sorry…"

"No, you're sorry you got caught. Goodbye Kurt and I mean goodbye for good. I'm sure we'll see each other around since I still plan on going to college in New York and we know a lot of the same people. But, do us both a favor and don't speak to me out of fear of being rude. I promise I won't take offense and you should do the same."

Sebastian had been one second away from going to get him when Blaine started to walk back to their group. The smirk on his face was all the reassurance any of them needed but Sebastian still asked "You ok, Babe?"

"More than… What the hell?"

(Finn) I know it's late
I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me

Blaine held out his hand and the others tried to act like they weren't watching. "Dance with me."

Sebastian reached out then pulled back. "Are you sure? Drunk Rachel's going to sing and we all know it's going to be hysterical."

"Dance with me."

(Rachel) Deep in my soul
I've been so lonely
All of my hopes now so fading away
I've longed for love
Like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching after today

Rachel's words washing over him, Sebastian pulled Blaine tighter. He had been lonely but didn't realize it until Blaine came back into his life and drug Santana, Sam, Artie, Kitty, Goldie and the rest of the New New Directions with him. He didn't want to search anymore. He wanted this life with these people.

He'd even take Drunk Rachel (and Finn) winning the prize for most inappropriately appropriate wedding reception song.

We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay?

But as they must, all good thing come to an end. Blaine pulled him down by the lapels and gave him yet another sweet non-kiss. "Let's get out of here."

Notes:

Shape of You: Sheeran, Ed; Mac, Steve; McDaid, Johnny; Briggs, Kevin; Burruss, Kandi; Cottle, Tameka 2017 *Note* I am aware this came out several years after canon but didn't care :)

We've Got Tonight (Glee Cast Version): Seger, Bob 1978