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"You really take planning my outfits serious, don't you?", Blaine asked Kurt when he put on the new biker jackets he had purchased not long ago.
In order to decide what outfit to wear next week, Kurt had insisted that they would meet at his place when his parents worked and his stepbrother still had classes.
Kurt motioned him to spin around once, and Blaine followed orders. "What do you think, Bledward?", he answered with a shrug. "I take everything I do serious. Do you already have matching pants for that jacket?"
"How about the ones I'm wearing right now?" Blaine looked down his khaki pants that were ripped on the knees.
"How about you shoot yourself right now?", Kurt answered indignantly and let out a scoff.
Blaine raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I got it. Khaki with dark blue is a no-no." When he was about to put off his jacket to put on his blazer, the invitation to Sebastian's pool party fell out of the front pocket. He quickly wanted to shove that dumb piece of paper back to his pocket, but it was already too late because Kurt had seen it.
"What's that, Anderson?" Before Blaine got the chance to answer, Kurt had picked up the invitation. "Smythe is throwing a poolparty this weekend?"
"Well…yes", Blaine answered quietly.
At that, Kurt threw him a killing glance. "And why didn't you tell me? We need to find the most perfect outfit for that occasion, and that's going to take hours! And what about waterproof powder, where do we get that from?"
Only at that moment, he noticed that Blaine had slumped down on his bed and was staring at the ceiling. "Anderson? Are you okay?", Kurt asked him.
For a while, Blaine didn't answer. "I don't like water", he finally admitted "No, that's underrated – I have an aversion to water." For a split of second, Blaine could see something like compassion in Kurt's eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it came.
"Tough luck", was the only thing Kurt said, sounding disinterested.
Despite his obvious disinterest, Blaine continued talking. "It happened when I was six. Cooper, my older brother, was fourteen years old. Since mom and dad were at a business trip, he was in charge. He thought it was a great idea to teach me swimming.
Actually, I was not even that bad, I knew the basics my parents taught me at the gym's swimming pool. But Cooper was still not happy about that. He said that everyone who lived in Florida, at the beach, needed to know how to swim in the sea."
"Makes sense", Kurt agreed while he scrolled through the online shop of a boutique on his phone.
"So he dragged me to the end of a long pier and just pushed me into the water. Too bad that he didn't see the red flags at the beach that said: 'High Hazard'. A strong swimmer could have handled it, but I was little and inexperienced.
The current was way to strong and dragged me deeper down.
Even though Cooper called for help quickly and I got saved not even five minutes after he threw me in, that incident scarred me for the rest of my life. Whenever I get close to water, I feel sick. And numb." He threw Kurt an apologetic glance. "Sorry I brought you down with my traumatizing backstory."
Kurt just laughed shortly. "Don't worry, I'm sure I will forget about that lame story in two hours at the latest, Bledward."
As if Blaine just didn't disburden his heart to him, Kurt turned back to the display of his phone. "I still don't know which cardigan to order…"
Both of them were grey with brown buttons, there was no difference.
Blaine cocked his bushy eyebrows. "To me, they all look the same."
"How dare you saying that, Bledward?", Kurt snapped with a scowl. "A hopeless fashion illiterate like you has no idea what good style looks like, so don't even dare commenting it."
Blaine raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, Kurt. No need to flip out because of these peanuts."
"Don't dare calling fashion peanuts ever again!", Kurt spat and crossed his arms, pissed.
Well, at least, Kurt made him forget about his fear for water for a couple of seconds.
…
The party was in full swing when Blaine arrived at the gate to Sebastian's backyard the next day. He even considered ditching the party, but then, he needed to think about Sebastian's disappointed face which gave him the chills. So there he was, standing at Sebastian's giant backyard where already a lot of people were lying on sunbeds with sunglasses, holding cocktail glasses with colorful alcoholic beverages in their hands.
He saw Sebastian sitting at the poolbar, talking to Quinn, and sipping on his beer. As soon as Sebastian spotted him, he waved and quickly walked over to him.
"You made it, sexy", he said with his signature smirk and pecked Blaine on the cheek. That small kiss let Blaine forget about the pool next to them, the reason why he had started sweating. Luckily for him, Sebastian tugged him further away from the pool towards the bar. "Come on, let's get you something to drink."
The duo joined Quinn, Finn, Santana, and Sam who were all wearing swimming clothes, while the guys wore dark swimming trunks and plain white T-shirts, the girls both wore bikinis with revealing cut outs and white, knee long satin cardigans. If Blaine wasn't gay, he would definitely drool right now because of the girls' hot outfits. Quinn pulled away from Finn's kiss and turned to Blaine.
"Hi, Blaine", she greeted him nicely. "Do you want to drink a drink with us? Or two?"
Even though Blaine was not that much of a drinker, he didn't say no when Santana handed him a Margarita with a salt rim.
"Did anyone check whether the water is warm enough?", Finn asked in the round, and Blaine took a big sip of his cocktail to hide his discomfort.
"Nah" Santana shook her head "I want to get drunk first, swimming drunkenly is way funnier than sober, that's a fact."
Blaine took another nervous sip of his Margarita, and Sebastian looked at him weirdly. "Are you okay, Blaine?"
He just nodded quickly. "Never felt better before."
At that moment, men entered the backyard with boxes in their hands and Sebastian grinned in anticipation. "Pizza guys are here!"
People cheered, and while Sebastian payed for the pizzas, they all stormed towards the hot pizza boxes. Even Blaine needed to admit that the pizzas smelled delicious, and he heard his stomach rumble.
When he also wanted to reach out for a pizza box, Brittany held him back with her arm and shook her head. "Blaine, you are a vampire, you cannot eat human food", she said matter-off-factly.
"Oh, right." Disappointed, Blaine slumped down on the chair and watched his peers devour their pizza slices.
"Poor you", Quinn said compassionately when she put down all pepperonis before she bit into her slice. "You need to pass on all the good things in life."
Sebastian threw her a killing glance. "He still has me", he pointed out. "His awesome boyfriend."
Blaine almost choked on his Cuba Libre (his third drink now). "W…We are a couple?"
"I mean, that's crystal clear, sexy", Sebastian answered casually "I like you, you like me, what else do we need to be in a relationship?" With that, he leaned over to Blaine and kissed him on the mouth.
"Wow" was everything Blaine could whisper, but then, he cleared his throat and added: "Erm, I mean you're right, that perfectly makes sense, Sebastian. Why should we not be in a relationship?"
Sebastian casually bit into his pizza slice as if he didn't just make out with Blaine. "I'm always right, Blainers", he winked and smirked his usual smirk. "You better get used to that."
Turned out that the poolparty was not that bad, actually. After they were done eating (Blaine didn't have time to hide a pizza slice so that he could eat it on the quiet, much to his disdain), they drank lots of cocktails (he was definitely going to be hungover the next day, but hey, as long as he could spend time with Sebastian, it was totally worth it) and were talking about school stuff or what they were planning for the next weekend (Yep, you guessed it right, getting hammered).
Blaine was relieved that nobody actually wanted to swim, and he thought that he got away, until…
"Santana, didn't you want to test the water temperature?", Finn reminded her with a smirk.
"Shut the hell up, Frankenteen", the Latina hissed with a scowl "I'm not in the mood."
Suddenly, Puck stood next to her. "Too bad", he said and carried her up, bridal style.
"Let go of me, Puckerman!", Santana screamed with red cheeks, but it was already too late. He threw her into the pool, and Santana landed with a loud splash. When she surfaced, she angrily brushed the water off her eyes. "I'm so hating you, Puck", she ranted. "And next time if you want sex, don't even dare knocking on my door, I'm serious."
Blaine needed to shudder. Whether he could sneak to the toilet and stay there until the party was over? No, that wouldn't do. This was supposed to be a party with an open end, and it he just disappeared, who knew what Sebastian would think about him?
Santana was not the only one who got thrown into the pool. Right now, Finn and Puck were pushing Sam towards the edge who let it happen without a struggle. "I'm not afraid of water, you guys", he laughed when he landed in the water. "But what about our host?"
Sebastian next to Blaine laughed. "Please, Evans." With that, he put down his Sex On The Beach glass, put off his shirt – his perfect abs made Blaine's mouth water and start thinking about dirty things that would definitely send him to hell one day- and jumped in with a backflip.
"Poser", Quinn coughed while she climbed out of the pool and walked over to her towel to rub herself dry. While she did that, she turned to Blaine, questioning. "Why is our vampire over there still dry?"
Blaine felt his cheeks heat up when all the others turned to him as well and inspected him.
"Now that you say that…", Mike muttered and swam to the edge. "You are the only one who didn't jump into the pool until now."
"I…erm…I'm not that much of a fan of water, to be honest", Blaine stammered nervously.
Puck and Finn climbed out of the pool and came closer and closer, and Blaine had a feeling that his heart would stop beating any moment. "A high and mighty vampire like you can handle a little water, right, Blainers?", Puck asked with a grin.
The two boys grabbed Blaine by the arms and started dragging him towards the pool. "Guys, this is no good idea", Blaine said with a wavering voice, he felt more and more weak with each step closer to the pool. "You are going to regret this; I will afflict you once I can use my powers at night." Even though he tried his best to sound powerful and threatening, his voice was just a faint whisper.
"So?" Finn didn't look scared at all, neither did Puck. "At least, we can see you use your powers!"
They were almost there, the water rush made Blaine feel nauseous. Only a few inches separated him from his doom. In a couple of seconds, he would turn from the cool vampire into the pathetic weakling that was scared of water and needed to be saved because he couldn't swim.
Finn and Puck have lifted him in the air, and Blaine was gripping their arms as if his life depended on it…what it kind of did.
"One!", the guys started shouting, and Blaine gulped.
"Two!" As desperate as he was, he started praying. 'Please, god, if you get me out of this savely, and preferably without letting my fake identity fall apart, I will go to church every Saturday AND Sunday. Plus I will donate all of my money put aside to the deserving poor and the third world towns. Now that's a great deal, right?' But something was telling him that god's help couldn't be bought.
So that was it. Game over.
"Three!" Before the boys could throw him in and destroy Blaine's life, another, new voice called out: "Hey!"