Characters: Blaine & Sebastian, Sam, Thad, Puck, Blaine's parents and mentions of Cooper

Rating T

Summary: Blaine, Sebastian and Thad are rocked by information Puck gives them. Sebastian asks Blaine a question that has bothered him for a while. Later, Blaine asks a question of his own.

Notes: You are not going to get all of the answers you most likely seek about a certain something in this chapter. However, it will be out sooner than later.

I know there is a lot in this chapter, but please hang with me

"Oh, I never cheated on Kurt."

"Bas?...Bas?...Sebastian?" Blaine realized before they started that Sebastian may have been thrown off by what they discussed. However, complete silence was totally unexpected.

"Um…um, ok…yeah" Sebastian had finally regained the ability to speak "What did Hummel say when you told him?"

"Well…" Blaine drew out the word and scrunched his face because he knew how Sebastian would react when he admitted "I never told him. There wasn't any point."

This time Blaine was right about what Sebastian would do. He sprung out of his seat, paced the room and started to yell. Not at what was just said, but in frustration over everything Blaine went through.

"What the hell! No point! How about that bastard told anyone that would listen that you were a cheater and probably worse! Bet he never told them that he had already checked out of the relationship but didn't have the balls to talk to you about it!"

After that, the last thing Sebastian expected to see was a smile on Blaine's face. His stupid, dirty sexy smile.

Damn it!

"Bas, please come back here and sit next to me" Blaine patted the sofa cushion next to him and Sebastian did what he was asked. Not because he wanted to be a good boy or anything like that.

Damn it!

"Look at me" Blaine put a finger under Sebastian's chin and moved it until they were looking directly into each other's eyes "I'm fine. I'm great even. I don't see any reason to talk to Kurt about it because he wouldn't believe me anyway. Plus, I don't give a fuck what he thinks anymore."

"But what about everyone else? Don't you care what they think?"

"Not really" Blaine answered honestly "I've pretty much told everyone important to me now that I've told you."

Sebastian was exceedingly happy with Blaine's answer. From what Blaine had told him, only a couple of months earlier he had been a shell of his true self as he tried to be all things to all people. It was almost impossible to think of him like that because now he was confident, cocky to the point of arrogance and sexy. Very, very sexy. Like sexy to the to the point that it was difficult to not reach over, pull Blaine's pants down and blow him right there on his parents' couch.

Damn it! Focus Smythe! Ok, what were we talking about? Oh yeah…

"Besides me, your parents and Cooper who else have you told?"

"Fuck! I forgot about Cooper. Guess I'll have to take care of that this weekend. Actually, I told Sam and I will tell Sugar after I talk to Burt about what Hunter said. That will be a hard one."

"Talking to Burt or telling Sugar about this as well as Sadie Hawkins?" Sebastian made a mental note to ask Blaine again about his relationship with the mob princess. There seemed to be much more there than Blaine had previously told him.

"Telling Sugar but my conversation with Burt will be difficult too. I still find it hard to believe that Burt Hummel had anything to do with what happened with Hunter. Oh, and in case you were wondering, I plan to tell the guys when we get back to Dalton on Monday."

"I figured as much" Sebastian could tell that something still bothered Blaine "What's wrong Killer?"

"Bas, how did you and the guys know about what happened between me and Kurt? I mean it all took place the week before you guys tried to get me to come back to Dalton. Both the Old and New New Directions knew but I don't think they would have told any of you. There was the other guy, duh, but he had nothing to gain by saying we slept together when I stopped things before they went too far. Plus, I don't believe he knew anyone at Dalton or he would have said something when I told him I had gone there."

Sebastian had to think for a moment before he remembered "Jeff told me. No, he found me and saidIt was you, wasn't it? You're the one that Blaine slept with. Killer, what's wrong?"

"When I told Kurt that I was with someone, not that I cheated, the first thing out of his mouth was It was Sebastian, wasn't it? So, basically word for word what Jeff said. I know the wording isn't uncommon, but it was your tone of voice. The tone you used was eerily similar to Kurt's. Was it the same one that Jeff used?"

"Yes, but Blaine, you can't believe Jeff knew something about this. Maybe we should ask Thad if he knows anything."

"Ask Thad what?" Thad had come into the room but neither Blaine or Sebastian had noticed.

"Thad, who told Jeff that Blaine cheated on Kurt? And do you know why they said it was me?"

"Sebastian, we all kind of assumed if Blaine were to cheat on Kurt it would be with you. You know, the whole eye fucking thing. And Hunter told us."

"How the hell would Hunter have known?" Blaine's question had to wait because they heard a garage door open which signaled that Blaine's parents had returned with Cooper.

Sam and Puck arrived a few minutes later and the next hour was spent with talk of Sectionals, Sebastian and Thad's upcoming Lacrosse game and Cooper's latest Free Credit commercial. When Cooper became long winded, Blaine went to his mom and told her that they were all tired but wanted some time to hang out. Mrs. Anderson took the hint and told Cooper that was enough and to leave the boys alone.

After everyone said goodnight, Blaine led his guests to the family room and they settled in. They really were tired but knew this was the time to discuss the guys that Sam, Puck and Finn had met the night of the fights. The Dalton boys wanted to hear Puck's version of what happened to see if it differed from Sam's. It just so happened that he did remember something that Sam had not. Something that turned out to be extremely important.

"They said that spectators had to sign a blood oath?" Thad asked "They said blood oath and not registration form?"

"That's right, they did call it a blood oath" Sam confirmed now that Puck had jogged his memory.

"But then I said it was called a registration form" Puck admitted. He hoped that since he had been helpful none of the mysterious consequences for talking about Fight Club would be enforced.

Blaine looked around to the others who each gave him a nod of approval. That included Sam. He had been brought into the Inner Circle on a limited basis. Blaine didn't want him to get in too deep for his own protection.

Even though he was still apprehensive, Blaine knew what he had to do. There was no real choice "Puck, if you want to stay you can but we're about to discuss issues that will include Fight Club. You won't be able to talk about what we say with anyone outside of this room, including Finn. You would have to keep secrets from your best friend and not just that I am Wolverine. So, the choice is yours."

He decided to stay. Blaine told him of his argument with Finn, how he let it slip about Fight Club and the reasons behind his subsequent decision to remain at McKinley. Puck had heard Finn's side of the events, but was surprised how much they differed from Blaine's. He hated to admit that Blaine's side was most likely closer to the truth.

To further prove his point, Blaine included how he and Kurt, while they had good patches, were never the ideal couple they tried to portray themselves to be. Puck said that he wasn't surprised and that he had never liked Kurt, but had tolerated him for Finn.

"Yeah, not liking Kurt was an understatement" Sam suppressed his desire to chuckle at Puck's last statement as the situation itself wasn't funny "You used to throw him in dumpsters."

"Well, as Sebastian said to Lopez about her Slushie, I am actually sorry for that one…or eight."

Puck went on to say that he would not apologize for anything Finn had said or done. However, he believed Kurt had somehow convinced Finn to do all the dirty work to "sabotage" Blaine. He had been stunned by the hell he received over his shit fits when Blaine got Tony in West Side Story.

Blaine didn't know if he agreed with Puck's theory but did explain what he called the Alpha Gay excuse. While Kurt had not used the term until he tried to justify texting Chandler…

That threw Sebastian over the edge "Wait! That SOB was texting, but probably sexting, some guy and somehow made it your fault?! And I'm sure he conveniently forgot that fact when he gave you hell…"

Blaine was able to stop Sebastian before he said anything else. He then went back to before Sebastian interrupted and continued to explain how he now used the term Alpha Gay to refer to all of Kurt's jealous moments.

While everyone had different opinions about everything that had come out, they were all adamant about one thing…Kurt could never find out about Fight Club.

Thad picked up a file that was on the side table next to him and handed it to Puck. It was clear that he didn't understand so Blaine informed him "We would like for you to sign a new contract. This is an oath of silence for only those involved in the Inner Circle of Fight Club. We call it the Blood Oath."

"Hold up!" Sam immediately understood what that meant, but he wanted verification "Toby and Wyatt talked about a blood oath. Do you think they know about both forms and accidently screwed up the names?"

"That's the problem" Sebastian told him "it proves that the leak is most likely someone involved pretty high up in Fight Club and not just a spectator. We have a much bigger problem than we originally thought."

After Puck signed his oath, the guys spent the next half an hour on what the next move should be. Unfortunately, the day caught up with them and they decided to call it a night. Blaine help make the pull-out bed for Puck and said good night to Sebastian and Thad before he and Sam headed off toward his bedroom. The two had looked forward to nerding out together with some Star Wars Fan Fiction. Blaine excused himself to go to his bathroom and change, but when he returned something was different.

"You're not Sam" Blaine couldn't help but smile, no smirk, at the sight before him.

"Sam and I switched" Sebastian told him as he sat up on Blaine's bed with his back to the headboard. He was a little nervous about what he had done but it was too late to go back now.

Blaine sat down next to him "I get that Bas, but why?"

"Um…Thad wanted to ask Sam questions about Kitty."

He didn't say anything, but Blaine gave Sebastian one hell of a stop fucking lying to me stare. It took Sebastian approximately three seconds to fold.

"Alright, I asked Sam to switch with me."

"Because?"

"There were a couple of things I didn't get to talk to you about earlier."

"Bas? Is that the real reason?"

"Yes"

"Bas?"

"Ok, fine. I didn't like the idea of you and Sam sleeping in the same bed together."

"Come on, get up" Blaine nudged Sebastian off of the bed to pull back the covers "Get in."

"What? I mean…"

Blaine shook his head when he realized that Sebastian had no idea what he wanted him to do "We're going to cuddle, you idiot. You do know how to cuddle, don't you?" When he still appeared unsure, Blaine pulled him down and maneuvered their bodies until they were lying on their sides with Blaine's back pressed into Sebastian.

"No matter what Bas, you are at least six inches taller than me. You have to be the big spoon."

Sebastian did not know what he had expected when he asked Sam to switch with him but it definitely wasn't this. Lying there and holding Blaine in his arms was like he had come home to a place he didn't know he had missed.

If only he could not think about the fact that his dick was pressed up against Blaine's ass.

The two of them laid there for the first few minutes and listened to each other breathe. Finally, Blaine asked "What's going on Bas? Why did you have a problem with Sam sharing a bed with me? I know what I said about if Sam went gay it would be for me, but that was to fuck with Kurt. You know that, right?"

Sebastian let out a big sigh. He wasn't a person that liked to talk about his feelings, but Blaine sure was "It's just…I mean…Damn it! Why is this so fucking hard to say?"

"Bas, it's ok. If you're not ready…"

"No! I want to. This is harder than I thought it would be."

Blaine grabbed Sebastian's arms and pulled them tighter around him "Take your time. I'm not going anywhere."

"You don't know that."

Huh? "I'm fairly sure the death grip you have on my waist guarantees that I'll stay here with you."

"You didn't last time."

Last time? "Bas, what is the real problem? I don't understand what you mean by last time."

"When you cheated/not cheated with that other guy. I know we weren't in a good place at the time, but there had always been something between us, right?" Sebastian paused to steel his nerves and then asked the question he had wanted an answer to for months "Blaine, did you even think about coming to me?"

Blaine was happy Sebastian was unable to see the relief on his face. This he could handle "I almost called you a hundred times but each time I convinced myself not to."

"I don't understand."

"When all of this went down I was really messed up. Like really, really messed up. I went to him for attention and to feel wanted, no, desired. I knew that circumstances could lead to a hook-up, yet at the same time I was holding on to the belief that Kurt and I could work things out."

"Killer, you stopped before it went too far."

"Yes, I did. However, I knew if we had sex it would only be the one time. Bas, you never could have been a one time thing. If I went to you it would have meant the end of my relationship with Kurt, but for some reason I wasn't ready to let go."

Oh, Sebastian had not thought of that. "And now?" he asked.

"And now we are in my bed cuddling. Go to sleep. We'll need our energy to deal with Cooper tomorrow."

Blaine's breaths eventually slowed until they found the steady rhythm that signified sleep. Sebastian wasn't ready to join him. His mind refused to shut down as he tried to process what Blaine told him.

"Blaine?" He whispered to assure the boy pressed up against him was truly asleep. He wanted to say something, but wasn't quite ready for Blaine to hear it.

"I'm in. Whenever you're ready, I'm in. I have known from the moment I saw you that I had feelings for you. Hell, it didn't take me long to believe that I was in love with you. There's no belief to it anymore. I am totally and completely in love with you. I love all sides of you. The bashful schoolboy. The driven student and Warbler co-captain. The loving son. The caring brother, yes even when he bugs the hell out of you. The fiercely loyal and protective friend. Wolverine. The sex god and now the cuddler. I am so in love with you Killer. I know you still have to deal with all of this crap with Hummel, so take your time. You are worth the wait."

Once he had said what he needed to, Sebastian was able to nod off. Meanwhile, Blaine was genuinely pleased with himself. He had never told anyone that a trick he learned as a kid to deal with Cooper being Cooper was to fake being asleep. And he was exceptionally good at it.

The next morning Sam woke up early and quietly got dressed as to not wake up Thad. Blaine had asked him to come down a little early so he could share something with him. He assumed that hadn't changed because he and Sebastian had switched rooms.

He didn't know the Anderson's house well, but the kitchen was easy to find due to the smell of baking cinnamon rolls and the sound of Blaine singing. When Sam entered the room, he found Mrs. Anderson leaning against a counter, drinking a cup of coffee. Blaine was on a bar stool and was playing a song for her.

"Good morning Sam" Mrs. Anderson greeted him "Would you like something to drink? Coffee?"

"No thank you, ma'am. What's going on?"

Blaine side-eyed a look at his mom. They were both amazed that Sam had not noticed what was different about Blaine.

"Part of our tradition is for me to sing to the cinnamon rolls. When I was 10 and learning to play, mom told me that playing for the rolls would help them rise higher" Blaine hoped the word play/playing would trigger an epiphany, but it didn't.

"Was that song I Dreamed a Dream?"

"Sam, I don't want to speak out of turn, but Blaine didn't tell me that you were a Broadway fan. He said you listened to music along the lines of country and classic rock" Mrs. Anderson tried not to laugh at the poor boy. In that moment, he was even more oblivious to his surroundings than her youngest son could be.

"Yes ma'am, country music mostly. Rachel used that song as one of her vocal warm-ups so I've heard it a few hundred times, but never like Blaine just played it."

"I came up with this arrangement for when I play the song on my acoustic" This time, Blaine thought the word acoustic might help, but no "It's my mom's favorite song."

"That's nice."

The room went quiet but Blaine and his mom spoke to each other only with their eyes. They still couldn't believe that Sam did not see what was right in front of him. So, they decided to wait it out.

And wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And finally…

"Dude, you play the guitar? What the hell? How did I not know this?"

Blaine put down the instrument and walked over to Sam in an attempt to calm him down. He was mortified that he cursed in front of Mrs. Anderson and could not apologize enough.

"Sam, Sammy, it's ok. You would have to say a lot more than hell to faze my mom."

"Ok" Sam took a cleansing breath after he apologized one last time "So, you play the guitar?"

"Actually, he plays eight instruments."

"Mom!" Blaine had planned to ease Sam into this "But yeah, I play eight instruments."

"Why? Why did you never share…" Sam figured it out much faster than the fact that Blaine played guitar "Seriously dude, Alpha Gay? Oh, I'm sorry ma'am."

"No worries Sweetie. I know all about Alpha Gay" Mrs. Anderson's tone made it abundantly clear that she was not a fan of Kurt.

"Good morning. What's going on?" Sebastian asked as he entered the with Puck and Thad right behind him.

"Oh, nothing much except that I just found out that Blaine plays eight different instruments including the acoustic guitar over there" Sam told them.

"Blaine?" Thad was as confused as the others. Maybe even more so since he had known Blaine the longest "I mean, I can understand the Warblers not knowing since we don't use instruments, but why not…Oh, Alpha Gay."

"It wasn't just Kurt. Puck, Sam could you imagine what would have happened if I picked up a pair of drumsticks and started to play?" Puck cringed a little as that one wasn't on Kurt.

Blaine's mom intervened "Blaine, while I frost these, why don't you play the song you wrote last weekend?"

Blaine shot a look at his mother. She knew the meaning of the song, yet she brought it up anyway. In that moment, he really hated her. Ok, not really but he was extremely, extremely mad at her. They were SO going to talk about this at family therapy on Saturday.

"Mom!" he both yelled and whined at the same time.

"You write Killer?" Sebastian asked but wasn't surprised. It seemed like a very "Blaine" thing to do.

"Yes, but…"

Mrs. Anderson walked over and gave her son a kiss on the cheek "Play the song Sweetheart."

"I really hate you right now."

"I can live with that."

He gave up and walked back to pick up his guitar. Once he sat down on the bar stool, he tried not to look at Sebastian but his eyes went right to him.

You and me were always with each other

Before we knew the other was ever there

You and me, we belong together

Just like a breath needs the air

Instinctively Sebastian stepped toward Blaine, never breaking eye contact. He hoped beyond hope that those beautiful words belonged to him.

I told you if you called I would come running

Across the highs, the lows and the in-betweens

You and me we've got two hearts that think as one

And our heart march to the same beat

Mrs. Anderson grabbed the cinnamon rolls and had the other boys pick up the remainder of breakfast. She then herded them out of the room (against their will) to give Blaine and Sebastian some privacy.

They say everything it happens for a reason

You can be flawed enough but perfect for a person

Someone who will be there when you fall apart

Guiding your direction when you're running through the dark

Oh, that's you and me

Before Sebastian knew it, Blaine had finished and asked him "What do you think?"

"It was beautiful Killer. I can't believe you wrote that last weekend."

Blaine closed his eyes and internally cursed his mother once again. She had known exactly what she was doing "I wrote it for you Bas."

Instantly happiness spread across Sebastian's face "I had hoped it might."

"Sebastian?"

"Yes, Blaine" he answered but wondered why Blaine had used his full name and not Bas.

"I'm in too."

It took a minute, but Sebastian's eyes practically popped out of their sockets when he realized what Blaine meant "You weren't asleep."

"Nope" Blaine admitted as he stood up from the stool and walked to the boy across the room.

"Sebastian Smythe" he reached for Sebastian's hands and told himself No Guts, No Glory "Would you like to change your designation from my FFB to my BF?"

"I don't get it. I thought Sam was your best friend?"

That brought out a chuckle from Blaine "BF stands for boyfriend."

"Oh, I've never been anyone's boyfriend before. Are you sure?"

"Well, I have been someone's boyfriend and it was a fucking disaster. You're the one that needs to be sure."

They stood in silence until Sebastian's signature smirk appeared "If I become your boyfriend can I still be your fuck buddy?"

Blaine matched his smirk "I take it that means yes."

"Yeah, I guess" Sebastian said like it was no big deal, but he was too happy to make it believable.

Before the conversation went any further, they heard someone clear his throat "Blaine, you need to go and kiss him already" Mr. Anderson told his son "Your mother can only keep Cooper and Puck away from your cinnamon rolls for so long. That includes Sebastian's."

The two smiled before they shared their first kiss as boyfriends. A few minutes later they joined everyone in the dining room.

"Cooper, get the fuck away from my cinnamon rolls!"

"Blaine Anderson! Language!"

Sam laughed at the scene that played out before him. He had learned what it would take to faze Mrs. Anderson.

Notes:

The term Alpha Gay is from canon. I'm using it because it is easier than trying to explain how Kurt was jealous over and over again.

You and Me: Green, Dallas; Moore, Alicia 2014

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