Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters, Ryan Murphy and Fox do.

Warnings: In this chapter there is strong language, references to violence, poorly written medical procedures, and some sexuality (just some light kissing.) They are still most likely also out of character. Also there are most likely errors, trying my hardest to correct this habit.

Summary: Everything was perfect, until Blaine's desires start gravitating toward Sebastian. As Kurt and Blaine drift apart, will they decide they are perfect for each other or will they discover that love comes from places they never imagined?

Chapter Dedication: This chapter is dedicated to all of you who have been following me and have been enjoying this story so much. I got this chapter up as soon as possible just for you guys. I love all of you!


Blaine held onto Sebastian's hands for what seemed like an eternity, Karofsky still battling to get a clear signal on his phone to call the hospital. Sebastian shook in Blaine's grasp, wincing as he struggled to keep conscious, the pain most likely unbearable. After everything that had happened, Blaine never thought it would end this way. He was being a dick, a huge dick to everyone who cared about him. As Sebastian started to drift away in his grasp, he knew that this was really happening. Every action, every choice had led him to this moment. This was the price he had to pay.

"Hey," Blaine squeezed tightly at Sebastian's hand. "Stay with me… Sebastian, stay with me…"

Sebastian groaned, looking up at him, his right eye shut tightly, tears welling up in his eyelashes. "It hurts…"

"What hurts?" Blaine watched as Sebastian started to nod off, shaking him gently. "Hey! Keep talking to me. What hurts?" Sebastian's grip tightened around Blaine's hands as he closed his eyes, biting at his lip. "Sebastian… Sebastian!"

"Quit shaking me, it's hurting my head…" Sebastian's voice was low, blood bubbling deep in the throat. "Everything hurts… I can't breathe… I-I can't see anything out of my right eye… my chest feels like it's being compressed…" his hand tightened on Blaine's hand. "My head is killing me…"

Blaine felt the tears pool in his eyes as he struggled to find his voice. "You're going to be okay… just keep talking to me… keep squeezing my hand," he swallowed hard as Sebastian, inhaled sharply through his mouth, his lips trembling, his teeth covered with blood. "I'm here, Sebastian, I'm not going anywhere…"

Karofsky hung up his phone, walking toward them. "I can't get a clean signal out here… we're going to have to drive him there…"

Sebastian opened his eyes, looking up at Karofsky. "I would rather die… than have you put your hands on me…" he swallowed loudly, painfully as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "I think you two have done enough damage for one day…"

Blaine looked down at the boy that he loved, holding his hand tighter. He closed his eyes as he heard his ragged breathing, coughing as he choked on the blood and oxygen. With every moment, he knew that Sebastian was going to be in pain, indescribable pain. The sound of him hitting the car was ringing in Blaine's ears, the hollow look in his eyes was all he could see. Even though he was conscious, even though Sebastian was breathing, his heart still beating, Blaine could feel him slipping away. Holding him closer, feeling more blood from his nose staining his pants, he knew that they had to act now.

"You lift him into my car, Karofsky," Blaine moved to stroke Sebastian's cheek. "Tell us if it hurts when we move you, okay?"

Karofsky knelt down, placing his hands to cradle Sebastian's head and the other to rest on the back of his knees. Slowly, he lifted him from the ground, Sebastian letting out a low groan as he was moved from the ground, his hand still holding Blaine's. As their eyes met, Blaine couldn't take it anymore, he was unable to hold his emotions, the sob passing his lips as he looked deeper into Sebastian's eyes, one open, one half open, red and swollen.

"You're okay…" Blaine whispered as he got to his feet, pressing a kiss to Sebastian's forehead, tasting blood on his lips. "You're going to be okay…"

"Put me down," Sebastian let out a deep sigh, choking on his own breath. "I can't breathe…"

Blaine opened the door of his car. "Put him the backseat. I'll ride with him back there, you can drive…"

Karofsky shook his head. "I don't trust you…"

"After what you did to him, you're lucky I'm even letting you touch him!" Blaine growled as he moved toward Karofsky. He felt so many emotions as he looked at him. This guy had the audacity to say he loved Sebastian, that he was going to come in and make everything better. Tonight didn't seem that way. In a single moment, Karofsky had taken everything that Blaine loved and he had torn it apart, leaving it bleeding in a parking lot.

Listening, Karofsky moved Sebastian to the backseat, Blaine handing him the car keys before moving to rest under Sebastian's head, watching as he rolled onto his side, coughing as he grabbed at his chest, trying desperately to catch his own breath. As the door closed, Blaine moved closer to Sebastian, Karofsky moving into the front seat. Hand laced together as he pressed a kiss to Sebastian's cheek, moving to his ear.

"I don't want to lose you… stay with me… keep squeezing my hand," a single tear fell onto Sebastian's cheek. "Say anything you want to me… cut me down with your words… tell me how much you hate me… curse me out… just keep talking to me… I need to hear your voice…"

"Cut the shit, Blaine," Sebastian winced as he tried to breath. "You don't have to be nice to me…"

"I know," Blaine answered, grasping at his hand. "I know that no matter what I can't erase what I did. I'm still the asshole who dumped you… the asshole who broke your heart and walked away when you needed him the most… but right now I want to be the person who you were proud of… the person who you would hold in your arms and look in the eyes and see someone worth being with…"

Sebastian swallowed hard, Karofsky starting the car. "Dave's right there…"

"I don't care…" Blaine held his hand tighter. "I don't care about him. I don't care about Kurt. I don't care about anyone else right now… just you. I want to know that you're going to be okay…"

"I don't have a concussion…" Sebastian looked up at him, struggling to breath, his body rocking as he wheezed. "I-I just hit my head… I wasn't shot. I wasn't stabbed. I just hit my head."

"Yeah, you hit your head and were motionless for thirty seconds on the ground," Blaine felt Sebastian squeeze at his hand. "I'm not taking any chances. I can't lose you like this. Not because of my anger… not because I made the wrong choice again…"

Sebastian closed his eyes, snuggling deeper into Blaine's lap. "You're stupid as hell…"

Blaine laughed, smiling as he heard Sebastian say those words thinking back to the moment after the last time they made love. Oh the mistakes he had made. The moment where he decided that Kurt was more important was the moment where he knew everyone lost respect for him. He was weak. He was so fucking weak. Holding onto Sebastian's shaking hand, watching as he looked up into his eyes, he knew that this was what he wanted. It was too late, Sebastian was never going to look at him the same ever again, but looking deep into half open green eyes, he could have sworn that he saw the same amount of adoration that he had seen a week ago. He tightened his hand on Sebastian, watching as Sebastian tried his hardest to smile, his whole body shaking.

"Blaine…" he breathed, closing his eyes. "I…"

"It's okay," Blaine looked up to at Karofsky. "How far away are we? He's losing consciousness."

Karofsky didn't answer; he kept driving as Sebastian continued to wheeze, groaning in pain, writhing on Blaine's lap. Blaine winced as he felt his hand being squeezed tightly, his flesh burning as Sebastian's fingernails cut into him. He looked down at him, Sebastian's mouth was open on a series of deep breaths, his eyes shut tightly, his whole body shaking. It was a horrifying sight. To see someone that he loved so much in so much pain, he wished that it happened to him instead. He wished that he could just close his eyes and take all of the pain, all of the suffering for him. Watching as he almost fell unconscious, he moved to hold him in his arms, releasing his hand.

"Hey! Hey!" Blaine shook his body, desperately trying to get him to open his eyes. "Sebastian! Sebastian!" He looked up at Karofsky, his heart racing in his chest. "Drive faster!" He continued to shake at Sebastian, warm tears pooling in his eyes as he felt him drift into a state of unconsciousness. "Come on! Wake up! Sebastian!"

Sebastian let out a deep breath, his body shaking in Blaine's grasp. "B-Blaine…"

Blaine pulled him closer, holding the back of his head. "It's okay… you're going to be okay. We're almost there…"

Sebastian opened his eyes; his right eye was bloodshot, unable to open all the way. "You're holding me… feels so good… in your arms, Blaine… feels so good…"

Blaine smiled as he bent down to kiss him on the lips, tasting blood in his mouth. He didn't care, he kissed deeper, feeling Sebastian try his hardest to kiss back, his hands shaking as they moved to wrap around Blaine, pulling himself closer. It was everything that Blaine had been missing for days, everything that he wished he could have, everything he wished that he never let go. He kissed deeper, hearing Sebastian let out a groan, his body continuing to shake. Karofsky was watching, but Blaine didn't care. For the first time in days Blaine felt like he was right where he belonged, in Sebastian's arms.

As Blaine backed away, he watched as Sebastian looked deeply into his eyes, swallowing painfully as he struggled to smile. "Sebastian…" Blaine breathed, caressing his cheek. "Sebastian… I love you so much right now…"

Before he could say anything else, they had made it to their destination. They had finally made it to the hospital. The sound of the car door slamming as Karofsky ran into the building sent chills down Blaine's spine. His eyes never left Sebastian's, who was looking up at him, a small smile on his face as he took a deep breath, his hand moving to Blaine's face, his fingers shaking as he caressed him. He was still there. No matter what happened, no matter how hard Karofsky hit him, or how many times he was going to fade, he was still there. Everything around them stopped as Blaine looked down at Sebastian, feeling so close to him. He loved him. He loved him so much, and if somehow they made it out of this mess, he was going to fight to be worthy of him, fight to get him back.

The door opened as emergency staff pulled Sebastian out of the car, placing him on a gurney, their hands slipping away from each other. Blaine looked down at himself—his clothes were stained his blood, his hands were bloody. He then moved out of the car, slamming the door behind him as he ran after Sebastian into the hospital. He could feel all of the nerves in his body burning as he ran into the hospital, feeling every sensation that was going through Sebastian's body. The pain, the fear, he could feel all of it as he watched Sebastian being taken deeper into the hospital, hearing the echoes of words the doctors were saying. He could hear them talk about how he was losing consciousness and how his blood pressure was beginning to drop.

Blaine felt his knees grow weak as he stood in the doorway, tears forming in his eyes. This was real. This was really happening. He closed his eyes, bringing his hands to his mouth as he tried to contain the deep breaths that were passing his lips. Sebastian was slipping away, and all he could do was stare into the black, hoping for the best.

OOOOO

After he had calmed down, he had moved to the waiting room, pacing back and forth as he waited for anything on Sebastian. It seemed like an eternity since Sebastian was taken away by doctors out of their sight, out of their grasp. He had gone to the vending machines twice to calm himself down, drowning his nerves in Skittles. It was no use, every passing minute sent chills down his spine as he walked back and forth, trying to distract himself from the situation. Blaine looked over at Karofsky who sitting down in a chair, tears in his eyes.

"I didn't think I pushed him that hard…" his voice was quiet, his eyes fixated on the floor. "I didn't…"

Blaine knew that deep down on the inside he wanted to yell at him. He wanted to hate him for what he did to Sebastian, but the tears in his eyes, the way he looked at the floor unable to look Blaine in the eye, it was obvious that he was in pain. The whole drive over, he was going through his mind wondering how he could have pushed Sebastian that hard, how he could have hurt him that much. He looked up, his vision going to the blood on Blaine's clothes, his eyes immediately falling to the ground again. The guilt was obvious, the pain was there. He wanted to think Dave Karofsky a monster, but looking at him, he knew that he couldn't.

"He was breathing when we got him here… he was conscious…" Blaine sat down next to him, looking at his shoes, taking a deep breath. "Now all we can do is wait to see if he's okay…"

Karofsky shook his head. "I-I didn't mean to push him that hard…"

Blaine nodded. "I know…" he pressed his hand to Karofsky's shoulder. "I know you didn't…" he sighed as he sat back in his chair, taking a deep breath. "It's nobody's fault… this was an accident…"

Blaine felt his phone vibrate, Kurt was texting him. He opened it: "I want to know what's been bothering you. Can we talk about this? I feel like we're living on different planets right now. I want to know where we stand."

Blaine put his phone away, Karofsky turning toward him, eyes on the phone in his pocket. "Is that Kurt?"

"Yeah," Blaine nodded as he looked down the hallway. He couldn't focus on Sebastian and Kurt. There wasn't enough Skittles in the world to help him out of that dilemma. "He's just wondering what's up with me lately. Evidently I've been an asshole to him."

Karofsky took a deep breath, bringing Blaine back to Earth. "What you said at the bar… about loving Sebastian more than Kurt… did you mean it?"

Blaine swallowed hard, he had nothing to hide. "Every word… I love Sebastian, Karofsky… it may not look like it, but I love him. I feel him everywhere I go. Every time I close my eyes… I see him… and it scares me… I've screwed up so much in my life… I don't want to screw this up too… I can't screw this up too… but in the long run, that's exactly what I did, isn't it?"

He was interrupted as a doctor walked up to them. Blaine sprung to his feet, waiting to hear anything on Sebastian. His heart was racing, his head spinning, his stomach twisting into Navy-style knots as he felt like he was going to fall over at any minute. He swallowed hard as the doctor finally made his way to them, looking straight at Blaine.

"Are you Blaine Anderson?" Blaine's heart stopped at those words, all he could do was nod, his whole body shaking. "He wants to see you…"

Blaine looked over his shoulder at Sebastian's boyfriend. Karofsky's eyes were fixated on the ground as he closed them, taking a deep breath. Sebastian had chosen Blaine over him. After everything that Sebastian had said earlier in the day, he had chosen Blaine. Moving toward the hospital room, following the doctor, Blaine was afraid of what he was going to see. All he could think about was the blood, the pain. As he walked into the hospital room he saw the complete opposite.

"You actually came," Sebastian was lying on a bed, mostly conscious, swollen as hell. "I had to beg them to let you come in here…"

Blaine moved to Sebastian's side, grasping his hand, his eyes fixated on the IV running into his left arm. "Are you okay? Is something wrong? Do you need an organ transplant or a blood transfusion? I'm not sure I'm your type…"

Sebastian smiled as he moved grasped back at his hand. "Settle down there, killer. No one said anything about a transfusion. I need a witness so I know what to bring up with my lawyer after they maim me…"

Blaine looked at Sebastian, under the lights of the hospital room; the damage was a lot more evident. His nose was bleeding, but it wasn't disfigured, it was a very minor break, just very swollen. His right eye was bloodshot, barely able to open as if something had gotten into it, irritating it. The blood around his mouth wasn't as horrifying as it was in the dark, but there still was a good amount of it. He looked weak, like he was in pain, a hollow smile on his face as he held his hand. Blaine looked at the doctors taking a deep breath.

"What's wrong with him?" Blaine knew he wasn't in any position to be asking questions, but he needed to know.

Sebastian held his hand as he looked into his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Well while you and Davey were most likely having the time of your lives in the waiting room getting high off of Pepsi and Skittles, I just got seven stitches on my forehead, ten on the back on my neck, and six in my mouth, spent twenty minutes getting a lodged contact lens removed from my eye," he fell deeper into the bed. "And I've found out that my nose is broken… that's where you come in, Mr. Anderson…"

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "What do I have to do with a broken nose?"

Sebastian sighed, shaking his head. "This is going to sound really childish… like really childish…" he tightened his grip on Blaine's hand, looking into his eyes, swallowing nervously. "I want you to hold my hand while they reset my nose… all the local anesthetic in the world isn't going to numb this pain… I need your support."

Blaine held onto Sebastian's hand and nodded. "Okay… I mean how bad can you getting your nose reset be?"

"Have you seen the videos on Youtube?" Sebastian closed his eyes taking a deep breath.

Sebastian sat up on the bed, holding Blaine's hand as he closed his eyes. Everything was a blur to Blaine as the doctor told Sebastian to take a few deep breaths, wrapping his hands around his head, pressing his fingers to his nose. Blaine took a deep breath as he heard the doctor start the countdown.

"3… 2… 1…"

Blaine was brought back to reality by the squeezing sensation on his hand, sound of strangled cries passing Sebastian's lips. Blaine couldn't look, the popping sound of Sebastian's nose being forced back into place combined with his cries was heart wrenching, the ex-Warbler's stomach bubbling as he felt the pain in his hand, fingernails digging into his flesh. It only lasted seconds, but when he felt Sebastian's grip loosen, he opened his eyes to see the sight before him. Sebastian was lying on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, tears falling down his cheeks. His mouth was open on a series of deep breaths and groans.

Blaine looked at his nose. "Is it going to look the same once the swelling goes down?"

The doctor nodded. "It was a very minor break… there should be very little change in appearance, but he's going to be sore for a few days…"

Blaine felt like he was going to pass out as he looked at Sebastian was who was breathing heavily. He gazed longingly at him, moving his hands moved to stroke his arm. Sebastian was shaking as be breathed through his mouth, eyes moving to look over at Blaine. The eye contact was short, but it seemed like it was forever. Seeing him like this, knowing that he chose him over Dave meant something to Blaine. It meant that maybe after all of the pain, after all of the agony, him and Sebastian had a future together. Maybe, just maybe, they were going to work their problems out.

"Next time I see Davey I'm ripping his balls off and shoving them so far up his ass…" Sebastian swallowed hard, his body shaking as he moved to rub his right eye.

Blaine took a deep breath. "If it's any consolation, he feels horrible about what happened…"

"He should, thanks to him I have stitches on my forehead, my nose is crooked, I can't wear my contacts for a week, and I'm covered with bruises," he took a deep breath, swallowing hard. "I don't know who in their right mind is going to look twice at me…"

Blaine shook his head, holding his hand tighter. "Your nose is fine… it looks exactly the same… you know, minus the swelling, and the fact that it's bright red right now," he ran his hand up and down his arm, looking deep into his eyes, fighting the urge to kiss him. "And I think you look beautiful right now…"

"Of course you'd think I'm beautiful. I've seen that boyfriend of yours. Misshapen crooked features turn you on…" Sebastian took a deep breath, moving to hold Blaine's hand.

Blaine smiled gently, moving closer to him. "That may be true… but I also happen to find your stitches to be quite hot… you look badass… and tough…"

Sebastian smiled with a chuckle. "Anyway… I have to stay overnight… in case I am concussed…"

"Do you want me to swing by tomorrow to see you?" Blaine's heart was racing as he asked that question. Sebastian was still mad at him. He had no reason not to be. Closing his eyes, he waited for the onslaught of cruel words, only to be met with a smile.

"I would love that…" Sebastian tightened his grip on Blaine's hand. "Hospitals make me sick. I can't stand the stench of them. They smell like death and disease… it would be nice to have someone who cares about me come to see me."

Blaine watched as the doctors, looked at their charts in the corner, no doubt preparing him for more tests. "Have they called your parents?"

Sebastian shrugged his shoulders. "They tried… couldn't get a hold on them. Luckily, having your father high up in the legal chain of command is pretty badass. They pretty much have to do whatever I want or I'll run this hospital into the ground."

"Now now, don't abuse anyone while I'm gone," Blaine moved to press a quick kiss to Sebastian's cheek while the doctors weren't looking. "You try to cooperate with them. Remember… they have sedatives…"

"I'll see you tomorrow, gorgeous," Sebastian sat back on the bed, a weak smile on his face.

Blaine nodded. "Goodnight, Sebastian…"

As he walked out of the room back to the waiting area, he watched as Karofsky stood up, desperately wanting to know what happened. He was unable to say the words, but Blaine could see it in his eyes. The guilt had finally gotten to him and he needed to know that Sebastian was going to be okay. After much struggle, the words finally came to his lips.

"How is he?" Karofsky's voice was small, his eyes still on the ground, not looking at Blaine. "Is he okay?"

"He's sore and angry," Blaine shook his head as he tried to process everything that had occurred here. "You broke his nose, shifted his contact lens, and gave him three cuts that needed stitches… and now they're doing scans of his chest, neck, and head to see what other damage was caused from the fall."

Karofsky shook his head, turning his back. "I didn't think I pushed him that hard…" he took a deep breath, his voice quiet. "He's going to kill me…"

Blaine shook his head. "Come on, he's not going to kill you…"

"You don't know Sebastian like I do. When he gets pissed, you have to clear out of his way. He is capable of terrible things. He once threw a guy into a toilet seat giving him a skull fracture because he insisted on paying him for his services. To this day he'll tell you that the guy tripped, but he didn't trip. But that was just because a guy treated him like a hooker… I disfigured his face!" Karofsky shook his head as he turned away. "I think of all of the violence that he does toward people who wrong him and it scares me… what the hell is he going to do to me?"

Blaine closed his eyes as he absorbed those words. "Or me? I started that fight."

"You didn't lay finger on him. You took him to the hospital and most likely showered him with compliments. Knowing you, you're going to buy him flowers and get well soon cards and sing him a cute little pop song and he's going to forget that you're an idiot with rage problems. Remember, he actually likes you…" Karofsky looked over his shoulder at Blaine, his eyes filled with fear. "He's going to rip my heart out of my chest with his bare hands and drink from it using a silly straw… or food process it and mix it with some Grey Goose."

"Come on, Sebastian isn't that evil. He's probably just going to force you to buy him dinner for a week," Blaine watched as Karofsky looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "That is the worst torture I can think of. Have you seen that guy eat? The bill is always close to a hundred dollars, and that's before tip."

"No, that's what you're going to have to do," Karofsky shook his head as he walked two steps away from Blaine, taking a deep breath. "My punishment will be in blood. You're one who's going to have to watch Sex and the City with him, take him out to dinner, and snuggle him while he digest his food—which will most likely be me…" he took a deep breath. "I have to get out of here…"

As Karofsky walked toward the door, Blaine started to follow him. "Hey, that's your boyfriend in there. He could have a concussion. He needs to have surgery to fix his deviated septum. The least you can do is show a little concern."

Karofsky kept walking, not looking at Blaine as he moved forward. "I am concerned. I won't be able to sleep tonight. I won't be able to focus tomorrow, not until I know that he's going to be okay."

Blaine walked faster, cutting him off. "This doesn't change anything between us. I still don't like you, and I will make it my mission to get Sebastian from you. I will do everything in my power to make him mine. We were cordial tonight, but tomorrow I'm going to be back to being your enemy."

Karofsky smiled as he walked out the door, Blaine walking by his side. "I wouldn't have it any other way, sparkles."

As they made it into the cold December air, Blaine took a deep breath. His life was falling apart. Was he going to be able to handle it when it did? Was he going to be able to live the life that he had held so dear? Licking his lips, still feeling Sebastian's against his he knew that tonight was the start of something new. He had to make a change.

OOOOO

Blaine drove home after dropping Karofsky off at his car at the scene of the accident. He didn't want to stay there too long; Sebastian's blood was still staining the cement of the parking lot, the tension still lingering there hours after the altercation. As he sat in his car there for even a second to drop Karofsky off, he fought the urge to vomit. He fought the urge to break down into tears. Praying to God, he hoped that it would rain to wash away the blood, the guilt of that night, to wash away everything that he had ever done to Sebastian.

As he ran up to his room, he stripped himself off his bloody clothes, throwing them into the hamper before falling onto the bed, clad only in his undergarments. It was then that he was finally able to let out all of the pain, all of the guilt. Screaming into his pillow, feeling the tears fall down his cheeks, he knew that he had put himself into an impossible situation. No matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, he was never going to win. He was going to continue to be the monster that he hated, be the person he couldn't look at in the mirror.

Yet when his lips met Sebastian's in the backseat of the car, he felt something. He felt like for the first time in his life, he didn't want to run anymore. After years of running from himself, he had finally found someone to make him stop. In those seconds that he kissed Sebastian he knew that that was where he belonged: in his embrace, holding him, loving him.

Reaching for his phone, he took a deep breath and dialed Kurt's number. His heart raced as he heard Kurt pick up, his voice quiet, groggy.

"Blaine, it's two in the morning…" Kurt was dismissive, too tired to talk.

"I know," Blaine answered, his voice breaking. "I just needed to tell you something…" he swallowed hard as he took the first step to finally breaking his ties with Kurt. "I want the key to my house back… I don't think it's a good idea for you to be able to barge in whenever you want…"

Kurt let out a deep breath. "Blaine… after all that we've been through. After all of the trust issues we've been having…"

Blaine swallowed hard. "I'll meet you at your locker tomorrow when we get to school. I expect the key then."

He hung up, falling to the bed, closing his eyes tightly as he took a deep breath. He went through his phone, sending a single text to Sebastian.

"I asked for the key back. Does that prove that I care about you?"

When the message sent, he closed his eyes, curling into the mess of blankets and sheets that were on his bed, snuggling into a pillow. For once in this whole mess that he had created, Blaine Anderson was going to start living up to his word. He was tearing his whole world apart, bringing everything down: for Sebastian Because in the long run that's what he strived for, that's what he wanted— no more games.


This chapter was probably the weakest one yet (no smut, no moving Seblaine moments that will make everyone on Tumblr cry), but I hope that you all enjoyed it anyway. Yes, this is the start of Blaine finally growing a pair (it only took twelve chapters!) and realizing that he wants Sebastian back as he and Kurt are starting to fall apart. The Seblaine kiss will be mentioned and will be a big conversation piece between Blaine and Sebastian for the next two chapters.

The next chapter, Blaine bonds with Sebastian in the hospital, whereas Kurt has a breakdown realizing that he is losing Blaine considering going to great legnths to get him back.

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