'Cause all my life I've felt this way,
But I could never find the words to say
Stay, Stay
They had to stop meeting like this.
Blaine was sat up on a desk in an empty supply closet with the blinds shut, oblivious to the rest of the college mindlessly passing through the corridor outside. A hand had snaked in under the back of his pants as far as it could go in this position, Sebastian standing in front of him kneading what was accessible of his left cheek as the other hand was all up in his hair, kissing him ruthlessly as Blaine desperately dragged his hands up and down a toned abdomen through a crisp shirt.
Sebastian was back to pick up a couple of forms. Or something.
Realizing that he had no idea when they'd get another opportunity to meet, let alone have a conversation Blaine made an effort to pull his head back a little, searching for the other man's eyes in the dark.
"Want to go see a movie with me sometime?"
Sebastian just chuckled, shaking his head as he squeezed his ass a little harder than before. "I'm not your boyfriend, Blaine."
And in that moment Blaine couldn't be more grateful for the lack of light in the room, or else Sebastian would clearly be able to see the humiliation on his face. However Sebastian didn't seem fazed by the sudden outburst, simply continuing to suck on his face while pulling Blaine's head back a little to get more access to his neck.
Then the unmistakable sound of a door handle being pulled disturbed the otherwise silence of the room, both men seemingly paralyzed in their current positions.
"I thought you locked?" Was all Blaine could get out, heart suddenly beating much faster than before, if that was possible.
"I did."
And then, the sound of a key sliding through a lock echoed between the walls, both men jumping apart the second the door opened, flooding the room with the generic light from the hallway.
"Anderson?" An older, bearded man quirked an eyebrow at the blushing duo. Or at least blushing Blaine, since he was way too mortified to even look at whatever reaction Sebastian might be having at this moment.
"Professor Thomson." He nodded politely, discretely straightening his thankfully buttoned pants a little before running a hand through his messy hair, knowing that the other man had definitely seen Sebastian's hand down the back of them just a second ago.
"Would you and your boyfriend be so kind and follow me."
"He's not my boyfriend."
Blaine realized that was probably one of the most inappropriate things to say in this situation, but only after having blurted it out.
Somewhere in the corner of his eye Sebastian put a hand over his mouth in an attempt to unsuccessfully quell a burst of laughter, and then Professor Thomson turned around to walk down the hall, obviously expecting the two to follow.
"I'm going to be fired."
"You're not going to get fired…" A hand made an attempt to comfortingly pat his lower back before Blaine took a step forward, proceeding to follow the older man.
"Don't… touch me."
"So. Mr. Anderson."
"Sir."
Blaine and Sebastian were sitting next to each other in front of the older man's desk, who in turn seemed to be skimming through a folder on the other side.
"You have always proved to have an exceptional work ethic and performance here at the college."
"Thank you."
He closed the folder, putting his elbows on the desk. "Which is why I'm puzzled by this sudden development. Very out of character for you."
"I apologize. I can assure you it won't happen again."
Sebastian snorted next to him, Blaine trying his best to ignore the other man.
"If you decide to give me another chance to prove myself."
For the first time during their conversation Professor Thomson turned towards Sebastian, looking as if he was trying to figure something out.
"Didn't you give me a flu shot last week?"
"Uhm."
He turned back to Blaine. "You're not fired, Anderson. But do take this as a serious warning."
"Thank you, sir. I don't know what came over me, but I'll make sure it will never…" Blaine's eyes darted towards Sebastian's for just half a second. "… ever, happen again."
"I'll let you go so you won't be late to your next lecture, but if you're as wise as you have proven to be in the past you'll make sure to remember this conversation."
"Yes. Thank you." Blaine got out of his chair, hurried steps leading him against the exit and out the door.
Left in the office, Mr. Thomson eyed Sebastian suspiciously who in turned tapped long fingers against the edge of the desk before getting up, winking in the process.
"Have a good day, Professor."
"Blaine…"
He heard the voice loud and clear behind him, but he had no plans of stopping to hear the man following him out.
"Come on, nothing happened!"
He kept walking. "I'm not talking to you."
"Since when?"
"Since now."
The steps behind him hurried up, until the clear sound of soles slapping down on marble floor were right behind him. A hand grabbed onto his arm, forcing him to stop and turn around.
"Come on, Blaine. Don't be mad at me. This is no more my fault than yours!"
"I don't think we should see each other again."
"Why?"
"Because I don't like it!" That was a lie, Blaine thought to himself as a couple of passing, curious heads turned towards the duo arguing in the corridor, making a note to lower his voice if he didn't want any more attention than he already had.
"You're not going to lose your job over this, if that's what you're worried about."
"That's not what I'm worried about." He almost wheezed out.
"What is it, then?" And that's when suddenly something seemed to dawn on Sebastian's face. "Wait…"
"I'm leaving now." Blaine turned around, starting to walk off.
"Is this about you wanting to see a movie with me?"
Blaine turned around, arms suddenly flung open in defeat. "Yes!"
Apparently today was the day of inappropriate, confessional outbursts. Sebastian stepped closer.
"Ok. We'll go to a movie."
"Ok." It was almost embarrassing just how relieved Blaine suddenly felt, all that anger suddenly replaced by some giddy feeling in his stomach.
Sebastian took a step back, smirk spreading on his lips as he shot a wink in Blaine's direction. "Just say when and where. Later, killer."
Alright.
Blaine skimmed through the open page of the newspaper before him, going through the options of which cinema and what movie he should suggest. The decision had reduced him to a nervous wreck.
A comedy was a bad choice, because what if it wasn't funny and Sebastian would think that he wasn't funny? A comedy was too risky. Horror? But almost all horror movies were either entertaining in a campy way, not scary at all or just downright disgusting. A drama would be too sentimental, and they were both guys after all so that would have to go.
Eventually he just decided on James Bond.
Because action didn't have to suck and Daniel Craig was hot.
"Daniel Craig is fucking hot." Sebastian whispered in his ear through a mouthful of popcorn as they both had their eyes transfixed on the silver screen before them.
James Bond had definitely been the right choice.
Not that Blaine was actually able to focus on any actual plot, seeing as his mind was far too busy trying to figure out whether or not this was a date. Eventually he came to the conclusion that it could be, as long as he didn't bring it to Sebastian's attention. Once he had cleared that up, he tried to get back into the movie. Unfortunately for him by then the credits had started to roll.
"Ralph Fiennes was in this movie?"
Sebastian stood, shooting him an entertained but quizzical smile as he reached down a hand to drag Blaine to his feet. "Should I be worried?"
Blaine made a mental note not think so loud.
By the time they were out in the lobby Blaine was half-expecting Sebastian to drag him into a dark corner and ask if he'd ever been screwed in a cinema lavatory or something equally ridiculous. What he wasn't expecting, however, was a tap on his shoulder. He turned around.
"Hey brother!" Out of nowhere Cooper flung a set of big arms around Blaine's shoulders, before taking a step back to extend a hand to the taller man.
"Uhm. Sebastian, this is my brother Cooper. Cooper, this is Sebastian." The two shook hands, Cooper turning his head towards Blaine.
"I'm here with Alexa but I don't know where she went… So, anyway, this is the Sebastian you're dating?"
Taking an almost unnoticeable, to anyone other than Blaine, step back, Sebastian smiled confusingly as he quirked an eyebrow. "We're dating?"
Well. That successfully answered the question Blaine had spent the 2 hours trying to figure out.
He might as well have watched the movie.
"What are you telling people about us, exactly?" Sebastian still hadn't shed the slightly humored look on his face that had appeared shortly after Cooper had said 'Hello', as they walked down a snow-clad street under the soft dim of yellow street lights.
"I'm not telling anybody anything."
"Alright."
Blaine's phone buzzed in his pocket, prompting him to pull it out and take a look at the new text message.
Your boyfriend is kind of an asshole. C. He shoved the phone back into his pocket.
"You hungry?" Sebastian looked over at him, sort of carefully all of a sudden. It almost made Blaine worried.
"No."
The taller man nodded. "Ok."
"It's just that I ate a lot of popcorn. That's all."
"I live around the corner from here."
"Oh." The fact that Blaine hadn't known where Sebastian lived until just a second ago saddened him a little bit.
"Want to come over?"
Blaine glanced at his wristwatch. "I'm not sure I'll feel like grabbing a cab home at 3 at night."
"You didn't answer the question."
They stopped walking, Blaine fighting the urge to give in to whatever in the world Sebastian wanted because damn it if all he didn't want was want more. Or anything, as long as it wasn't nothing. But at the same time, whatever it was that they were doing with, or rather to, each other had started to leave Blaine feeling something closed to used.
Sebastian stepped closer. "Stay…"
Screw enthralled. Blaine was downright addicted.
"Stay?"
A nod.
A kiss. Soft.
"Stay."
TBC
The lyrics at the start of this chapter come from the song Stay by Hurts. Hope you've enjoyed it!