Summary: Blaine and Sebastian bask in the peace of leaving the McKinley drama behind them. But is McKinley drama ever truly over?
Notes: The title of this chapter is named for the song You+Me by the duo of the same name...Dallas Green and Alecia Moore (Pink). I have used this song in many Seblaine fics but I don't think it ever fit better than it does here.
Blaine cringed, hoping he hadn't hit the piano key too hard. While Sebastian's dad, Xavier, was awake, Sebastian wasn't. That didn't mean Blaine couldn't feel, and see, his soul mate's love everywhere he looked.
Flashback…Night before after West Side Story
"Bas" Blaine barely whispered as he walked into the Smythe home for the first time. Scattered around the living room were 12 vases, each with a dozen white roses. "These…these are for me?"
Sebastian took his hand and pulled him into the room. "Well, I couldn't give you flowers after the play so I had Trent…" It was then he noticed Blaine's tears. "Did I overdo it?"
Blaine did what was becoming a habit and turned himself into Sebastian's arms. His safe place. "You should know this, but for future reference, you can never overdo it. Although, I have to ask, why white?"
"One of the meanings behind white roses is a heart unacquainted with love. My heart before you."
"That's not true, Bas." Blaine rocked up on his toes and gave him a sweet, soft kiss, much like their first. "Your heart has always been full of so much love."
Sebastian closed his eyes, too ashamed to look at Blaine. "Killer, you know that's not true."
"Hey, look at me." It took a moment but he did. "No matter what you believe, like me, you have been searching for love for a long time. We just went about it in different ways."
"I've been with a lot of guys…"
Blaine cut him off with another kiss and then clasped his right hand, making sure their soul marks touched. "And I lost myself trying to love a person who, no matter what he said, proved he never loved me."
"Blaine…"
"It doesn't matter anymore. We belong together. We've always belonged together."
Sebastian kissed him with a passion they had yet to experience…until they heard someone clearing his throat. "Sebastian, what's going on?"
"Dad, this is Blaine. We need to talk."
That's exactly what happened once Sebastian's dad recovered from the initial shock. They lucked out with since Xavier was State's Attorney, he knew people who knew people and was able to reach the Dale Martin, the Director of Office of Soul Mark Match Protection & Preservation who said he would be out in the morning.
While that was going on, Sebastian Skyped his mom in France and Blaine called his parents in the Philippines. Both of them had wanted to tell them in person but this was no longer an option. Sebastian's mom was ecstatic and said she would be there as soon as possible.
Blaine's mother was already on a plane home but it would be hours before she was back in Ohio. He couldn't shake the uneasy feeling this gave him. Mr. Martin said he'd arrange for someone meet her at the airport and it helped…a little. On the bright side, his dad said he was really happy for him. He'd put that on his Top 3, now 4, list of surreal events of the past 48 hours. It ranked above Azimio calling him Our Tony but below the fact Santana Lopez was now his BFF. Of course, number one was beating the 1 in 3 billion odds and finding Sebastian.
Speaking of…"Good morning."
The greeting brought Blaine out of his thoughts and a smile to his face. Sebastian was shuffling toward him, half asleep, horrible case of bed head, wearing flannel pajama pants and a Dalton t-shirt.
He had never looked more beautiful.
"Good morning to you too" Blaine responded, sliding over to make room on the piano bench and dropping his head to Sebastian's shoulder once he was seated. "You didn't have to get up just because I was."
"Yes, I did." Sebastian began absent-mindedly tinkling the piano keys with an unfamiliar tune…at least to him. "Have you heard from anyone?"
Blaine sat up straight, joining Sebastian playing the tune. "No, I never turned my phone back on. I'm not ready to deal with the fall-out. What about you?"
"I turned mine on and had 30 messages, 10 from Britt. I sent a text saying you and I were fine and I would call her later. I told her to tell Santana."
"Did you read any of the texts?"
"No, I didn't want to burst my happy bubble." The two kept playing until Sebastian asked "How do I know this song?"
"Because I wrote it before we got our soul marks so at least your subconscious remembered it."
Sebastian yanked his fingers off the keys. "The song you were writing for Hummel."
"No, the song I was writing for the boy I love. Maybe the reason I was always reworking it was because my subconscious knew it wasn't meant for Kurt. It came together pretty easily the minute I began writing for you. Since my Broadway career is no longer an option, I'm thinking I could try song writing…as long as…Ok, can't breathe."
Well, he obviously could but it was difficult with Sebastian's hands bracketing his face. "Listen to me. Last night proved you belong on a stage." Blaine's face was immobile but he was able to drop his eyes. "Yes, after the play was a complete shit-storm but on stage you were perfect. We will find a way to get you on a stage someday but if you want to write songs as well, go for it. Now, play my song so I can hear how talented you are."
"Ok, but remember, this is kind of a rough draft."
You and me were always with each other
Before we knew the others was ever there
You and me we belong together
Just like a breath needs the air
I told you if you called I would come runnin'
Across the highs the lows and the in between
You and me we've got two minds that think as one
And our hearts march to the same beat
They say everything it happens for a reason
You can be flawed enough but perfect for a person
Someone who will be there for you when you fall apart
Guiding your direction when you're riding through the dark,
Oh that's you and me
Xavier looked away but listened to Blaine's song. He wondered if Blaine's voice had always been that incredible or was there something more to it since he was singing to his soul mate. He decided it was a combination of the two when he heard Sebastian's voice blend in beautifully.
(B&S) And they say, everything it happens for a reason
You can be flawed enough but perfect for a person
Someone who will be there for you when you start to fall apart,
Guiding your direction when you're riding through the dark
(B) Oh that's you and me
(S) Oh that's you and me
(B) Oh that's you and me
(B&S) That's you and me
When the song finished, the two of them pressed their foreheads together and sat silently, staring intently into each other's eyes. Xavier wished they could remain this happy…this free, forever. It was sad he had to ruin it. "Boys…"
Seeing how upset his father was, Sebastian jumped off the stool, Blaine close behind. "Dad, what's wrong?"
"I'll tell you later. Go change, we need to get you two to Dalton as soon as possible."
Blaine was confused but Sebastian had no doubts…someone had leaked their secret. "Who?"
"That's not the point."
His father's deflection told him all he had to know. "How did the son-of-a-bitch find out? No, don't care. He's a dead man. Get your resignation ready, Dad. I'll need you to defend me in court."
"Son…"
"Stop!" Blaine's anxiety had reached an all new level. Santana and Jeff had been totally wrong about his hormones leveling off. "Will one of you please tell me what you're talking about?"
Sebastian took Blaine's hand, not only for emotional support but physical as well, then gave his dad a nod to tell Blaine the news. "Blaine, the OSMMPP got a call last night saying you were in danger. That you had found your soul mark match but he was abusing you and your parents had never accepted you're gay which is why they wouldn't intervene. He wanted the OSMMPP to get you away from Sebastian and award custody of you to his father…Burt Hummel."
As predicted, Blaine's knees gave out and he crumpled toward the floor. Sebastian and Xavier followed him down and waited for Blaine respond. It took longer than either was comfortable with. "Kurt?"
"Yes. He left his name, phone number and address expecting them to get back to him."
Sebastian tightened his hold but for the first time Blaine didn't feel safe. "What did they tell him?"
"They treated it as a prank call until Mr. Martin told his staff about the two of you this morning. It was too late. When he got blown off, Kurt went to the press…actually, a blog. JBI? He gave out your names, although the post is focused on you, Blaine. The real problem is mainstream news outlets are catching on. You have to get to Dalton before they come looking for you."
Instead of getting up, Blaine brought his legs to his body, curled into the fetus position and began to sob uncontrollably. "We should have never left Dalton yesterday. This is all my fault. I put us in danger. If something happens to you because of my selfishness, I will never forgive myself. I cared more about Kurt's feelings and the play than…" He had to stop and take a few deep breaths to stop hiccups. "I know he was upset but how could Kurt do this to us? To me?"
"I don't know" Xavier told him in an attempt to settle the boy "but Mr. Martin and his full department is on top of this."
"I know exactly why" Sebastian growled out while making a mental note to call Brittany ASAP. "He was god-awful as a minor character in the school play, Britt is going to kick his ass in the school election and the New Directions have self-imploded. He's got nothing for his NYADA application. So, he has to get his name out there…right? What better way than to attach himself to what's going to the biggest story in decades. He's going for fame through infamy." He looked at Blaine to see if he agreed but saw something else in his love's eyes…fear.
How had he not realized this?
"You're afraid the homophobes are going to hurt us…hurt you…again, aren't you? Blaine, is this the real reason you don't think you can be on Broadway?"
"Bas, Kurt was able to get to me yesterday with dozens of people keeping an eye out for me. What's going to happen when it's a bigot, or religious zealot or two boys with baseball bats?"
"Oh, Killer…"
It was obvious to Xavier the boys left a few things out. "I need one of you to tell me what's going on. I can't help you if I don't know the whole story,"
Sebastian began to say something but Blaine stopped him. "During my freshman year, I went to a Sadie Hawkins dance with a boy. We had the crap beaten out of us. It was the reason I went to Dalton the first time."
"Wait, two boys with baseball bats?"
"Yes"
For one of the only times in his life, Xavier Smythe was speechless. In everything he had thought of since Sebastian and Blaine showed him their soul marks, never once had he feared for their safety. The loss of anonymity…yes. Scientists wanting them for experimental reasons…yup, went there. But homophobes coming after them for being the first gay soul mates? Shit!
"Ok, you've got 5 minutes to get your stuff but when we get to Dalton you are both telling me everything…and I mean EVERYTHING." Sebastian and Blaine each gave him a nod then the three lifted themselves off the floor.
*Ding Dong*
The sound of the doorbell caused them all to jump. The only person Xavier was expecting was Mr. Martin, but not for a couple of hours. Events of the morning had him running behind. Neither Blaine or Sebastian were answering their phones so they wouldn't have invited anyone over. Blaine's friends wouldn't know this address and well-indoctrinated manners prevented any Dalton boy from coming over without a call announcing their intentions.
*Ding Dong*
"Son, take Blaine to your room and lock the door."
Notes:
You+Me: Green, Dallas; Moore, Alecia 2014
One more chapter. I wanted to thank everyone for the positive comments I have received on this story. I know I have mentioned it before, but I was extremely wary of this prompt when it was assigned(?) during Seblaine Week 2018. I don't know if I would ever write another soul mate/mark fic but I'm glad I have this one.