A/N: Just written this whilst waiting for some washing to do. So tired, but I am hoping it makes sense to people and you all enjoy it. If there are any drastic mistakes, I shall edit it in the morning and re-upload it. Thank you guys for keeping reading this. It makes me happy to know people enjoy it. Next chapter to be posted, hopefully, by Sunday.
Just a few days. Those words rang through his mind. It had been a few days and Dave hadn't even contacted him. He knew this would happen, and Sebastian wasn't sure why he held onto any hope. Like everyone else, Dave had left him – no, he hadn't left him. He had been taken from him by Kurt because he was still pissed that Blaine was attracted to him and that he threw that rock salt in his eye, but if Blaine could forgive him, then so should porcelain.
Sebastian had neglected everything over those past days. He stayed in pyjamas, curled up on the sofa, staring at the wall; he had never felt this low before – this alone. He didn't eat; he barely slept and felt so drained. The post piled up on the mat and he left his phone to die. He didn't understand what was going on with him. He missed Dave so much that it hurt.
Drifting in and out of sleep, he didn't hear the knocking on the door or the door being opened.
When he woke up, he was greeted by Blaine's wide eyes and concerned features. Sebastian jumped and moved back from him slowly.
"How did you get here?" He said his voice hoarse.
"The door wasn't locked, so I let myself in. No one has heard from you for a while, was worried. Everyone is."
"Not everyone," he mumbled, looking down.
"Who? Dave? Dave has been trying to phone you, he's text you more times than I can count," he smiles and sits next to Sebastian, crossing his legs and staring at the ragged looking boy. Sebastian looked away, holding himself tightly, why was Blaine here then and not Dave if he cared that much. Blaine answered Sebastian's unaired question. He squeezed his knee and smiled reassuringly.
"He didn't know how you'd react. He thought you were ignoring him, but you've not been talking to anyone. You need to figure out what's going on in that head of yours, okay? Dave misses you and it's clear that you miss him. Why don't you have a shower, get into some fresh clothes and we'll grab some coffee and I'll get Dave to meet us, okay?"
"I'm not sure about that," he mumbled, looking away from the boy in front of him. "I mean, Kurt will be there and…"
"No, truth is, he and Kurt had a massive argument the first night he stayed around and he wanted to come back, but was scared of what you might say," Sebastian's eyes shot up, he was confused and felt a little stupid.
"He didn't have to ask to come back; he knew that, I want him back here. What was the argument about?" He asked tentatively, knowing the primary topic of the conversation would be himself.
"Kurt told Dave that he shouldn't go back to you because of what you had been saying, I know that you hadn't said half of the things he told him. I don't understand why he's so hostile with you, but Dave told him to shut up and that he didn't want to listen to him anymore because he knew that he was pulling you apart, that he had broken down something that was good. You were the only friend that he had, Sebastian; he thinks he ruined it with you. You have to prove to him that he hasn't."
Sebastian listened to what he was saying, he couldn't believe Kurt. Well, he could, he had learnt what the other boy was like – how malicious he could be, but he had ruined everything, and for no reason as well. He just wanted Dave back, he missed the company, he missed the warmth he brought with him.
"Why are you still with him, Blaine?" He asked quietly, trying to pull focus from his own distorted thoughts.
"I love him, Sebastian. I… I transferred for him, left everything I knew behind for him, I can't leave him after doing all that." He'd heard enough, he didn't know if Blaine was so naïve because Kurt was his first proper 'boyfriend' or if he was fed words just like Dave was and had become trapped in a cycle. It really wasn't his business, but he didn't want Blaine hurt as well.
"Okay," he said simply and sat up, moving from the spot he was in for the first time in a while. "Keep yourself occupied, I… I'll get ready, but you have to promise me that it's just going to be Dave there." Blaine nodded, crossing his heart with a gesture Sebastian recognized from a Disney Pixar film that made his heart melt every time he saw it.
Sebastian excused himself and showered and got dressed, trying to make himself look presentable. He slicked back his hair and pulled on a pair of Armani jeans – his favourite pair and a Ralph Lauren polo shirt. He looked like his normal self. Almost. He felt different, like a part of him wasn't there.
He stuck a plaster over the cut on his hand and pulled on a pair of loafers before making his way back down to Blaine who had gone to the trouble of clearing up the living room where he had been residing. Blaine looked up and grinned, walking over to him and giving him a tight hug and a pat on the back.
"Back again."
"Shut up, killer," Sebastian half-heartedly chuckled and looked at the shorter man, "Let's go," he said, apprehension filling his voice. Blaine led him out to his car and drove them to Lima bean; a sinking feeling was heavy in Sebastian's chest as they pulled up. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to go back home.
Blaine got out of the car and waited patiently for Sebastian to follow. After a few minutes he did, they started to walk towards the entrance of the shop when Sebastian caught a glimpse of Dave, walking from Kurt's beat up car over to the door. A lump formed in his throat. He stopped for a split second before his stride quickened and he moved to Dave quickly, all conscious thoughts went out of his mind as he started walking straight towards him. Dave looked up surprised; intimidated by the speed Sebastian was walking.
And to both of their surprise, Sebastian did something that took them completely off guard:
He kissed him.
