"You didn't answer me on Skype last night…"
Sebastian felt Blaine's eyes burning holes into the back of his head as he looked through his dresser drawers, "Yeah. I was busy last night."
Blaine chewed lightly on his lower lip, playing with his fingers as he watched the tall boy. He was hooking up with someone last night, wasn't he? Why won't he tell me about it? He usually loves to brag about his conquests… But he isn't talking about it… Maybe he's got feelings for this new guy… The shorter boy felt his blood boiling at the thought of Sebastian wanting someone else before he shook his head, ducking it quickly and closing his eyes. This is ridiculous, Blaine, you're being selfish… You already have a boyfriend…
"Killer?"
Blaine lifted his head quickly, immediately getting caught in Sebastian's green eyes as he sighed softly. "What is going on in that pretty little head?"
The short boy raised an eyebrow, "Pretty little head? That does not sound like a usual Smythe line…" he watched as the French boy chuckled quietly, shaking his head as he approached the bed slowly. He slowly crawled on it, sitting in front of Blaine.
"I'm trying a new thing out," he stared into his deep hazel eyes, "How do you like it?"
Blaine slowly smiled, leaning forward on his hands and rising off of the heels of his feet, "It's cute. I didn't know you did cute…"
Sebastian grinned, shaking his head, "You're wrong… I do cute… I do cuties like you." he bit his lip as Blaine rolled his eyes fondly, smiling.
"You're so stupid…" he looked up at Sebastian as he pushed him back gently, his legs coming out from underneath him as he laid back on his pillows. His eyes widened slightly as Sebastian leaned over top of him, in between his legs and resting his weight on his body. "Sebastian…" Blaine whispered as they locked eyes.
Blaine quickly sat up, his legs trapped underneath Sebastian's body as he heard the door slam against the wall as it was thrown open. The French boy's head whipped his head around to see who ruined the moment he could have had. He quickly tensed, getting off the smaller boy and slowly turning to face the person in the doorway.
"Mother… I never interrupted you… What gives you the right to interrupt me?"
The woman slowly glared at her son, "You watch your mouth, young man… While you live under my roof, you follow my rules. Do you understand?"
Sebastian pouted mockingly, "But, this is my roof, mummy, not yours. I'm the one who lives here." She walked in slowly, crossing her arms over her chest and Blaine became a bundle of nerves, looking between the two. After seeing how feisty Sebastian can be… I can't imagine what his mother would be like… She must have passed it down to him, judging her icy tone and hard glare in Sebastian's direction.
But her eyes were not filled with love… It wasn't the way you'd look at your son… It seemed more like a glare you'd share with an old rival. Blaine stared with wide eyes as Sebastian slowly stood up, glaring at his mother.
"Who is this, Sebastian?"
"A friend."
The woman started laughing bitterly as she shook her head. Sebastian's glare just grew harsher.
"What?"
"You don't have friends…"
Sebastian's blood quickly turned cold and his stomach twisted as he stared at his mother, trying to stop himself from seeming vulnerable. He took a shakily inhale of air, realizing his mother wasn't going to hold back. He felt his hands start to shake before he felt someone lacing their fingers with his and he quickly looked down at his and Blaine's intertwined fingers.
"I'm his friend."
Blaine's comment and reassuring squeeze filled Sebastian with the confidence and strength he needed… He suddenly felt grounded and powerful against his mothers hateful glare and minimizing comments.
Sebastian's mother rolled her eyes, "Say that once he gets you into bed and kicks you to the curb… It's all he's good at." She glanced around the bedroom before turning on her heel, "Goodnight, Sebastian."
Blaine and Sebastian stood together, watching her leave as Blaine squeezed the taller boys hand, rubbing his thumb lightly along his knuckles.
Even after Sebastian's mother was long gone, Blaine didn't let go.
Sebastian hummed quietly to himself as he drove before Trent leaned from the backseat and turned on the radio, smiling as Like I'm Gonna Lose You came on. Jeff gasped, leaning forward excitedly in his seat as he turned up the volume and started singing along with Trent. Thad smiled softly, glancing back at his friends as they swayed in their seats, singing together. He was pulled out of such a fond moment by the music abruptly stopping, his smile faded as he looked at Sebastian who was putting his hand back on the wheel, a scowl on his face.
"Sebastian!" Jeff whined out.
"No, I hate that song."
Thad raised an eyebrow at Sebastian as he glared at the road before pulling into the parking lot, "Alright, I'll wait in the car, guys… I don't… I don't like convenience stores…" He stared at the convenience store, tilting his head slightly. He was so confused by the variety of products. He didn't have any memories of going somewhere like this before…
"You're such a spoiled brat, Sebastian." Trent said as he opened the door, smiling as Sebastian blew him a kiss.
Thad watched as Jeff and Trent excitedly walked in, pushing at each others shoulders giddily.
"You're not going with them, babe?" He looked at Sebastian who was still staring ahead, his hands on the wheel.
"No.. I'm gonna stay with you."
Sebastian slowly looked at Thad before glancing back at the store, watching Trent and Jeff through the huge window. They were standing by the slushy machine, grabbing cups. He quickly looked at Thad, "How do you feel about the thought of getting caught?"
"Huh?" Thad raised an eyebrow before Sebastian leaned over, kissing him deeply. He slowly held onto the sides of the French boys neck, his eyes sliding shut. After all these times of keeping their situation between closed doors, Thad was surprisingly comfortable, leaning into Sebastian's touch.
The French boy pulled back gently before slowly kissing behind the shorter boys ear gently, his lips trailing down the side of his neck. Thad sighed shakily, his hold loosening on Sebastian before his eyes widened quickly, pulling back with wide eyes.
Sebastian's head jerked and he lifted it quickly, looking at Thad with wide eyes. "Babe, what's wrong?"
"I… I…" He glanced towards the store and around the outside of the car, "I-I'm scared, Sebastian…" He ducked his head, closing his eyes tightly in humiliation. Great, Thad… You're stuck in this… Situation… With the most sexually outgoing person at Dalton… He doesn't have time for a guy like me.
Thad's thoughts were interrupted as he felt a hand gently caressing his cheek and a soft whisper, "Hey… Don't worry… You tell me when you aren't comfortable, Thad… I don't want to take advantage of you and-and hurt you…" Thad slowly leaned into Sebastian's touch, his eyebrows furrowing lightly as his eyes remained closed. "I understand you haven't really," he cleared his throat quietly, pausing, "Expressed your, uh, your sexuality… But I want you to know that I can help you through this, okay? I get it… I'm sorry you're so shaken…" the shorter boy relaxed, never wanting to leave this position. It felt good to be cared for, Thad realized as his - ahem - friend comforted him. But sadly, the hand was slowly pulled away and he could hear Sebastian awkwardly clearing his throat.
Thad slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sebastian who was staring out the front window, both hands on the wheel. The shorter boy placed his hand on his bicep and squeezed gently, "Thank you, Sebastian…"
Their moment was quickly interrupted as the two loudest Warblers got into the backseat, excitedly chattering about their adventure.
"You will never guess what I found, guys! I found… Pringles!" Jeff exclaimed as Trent wiped away a fake tear as he smiled.
"It's a beautiful thing, everyone…"
Sebastian chuckled quietly, rolling his eyes. "You guys are fucking weird… Can we go back now?"
"Yes! My Nicky called me when we were in the store and I need his cuddles…" The French boy groaned quietly, starting the car.
"Please, don't, I'm gonna be sick."
Thad stared at his workbook, chewing lightly on his lip as he listened to the music on his phone, tapping his pencil lightly against the page. He had been sitting there for fifteen minutes and still had nothing done. This was not the Thad Harwood way. He should have been close to done by now. But he was confused… He couldn't get a French boy out of his head. If he tried to answer a question, he'd probably answer Sebastian Smythe and that just wouldn't do…
Thad slowly turned to look at Trent who was watching some video on his laptop as he sat in bed. "Hey, Trent?"
Trent lifted his head and removed an earbud slowly, looking at his roommate, "Yeah?"
Thad's eyes flickered down to his lap as he rubbed his hands gently over his knees, "Can I.. Talk to you about something?" The sassy Warbler slowly nodded, patting the space next to him on his bed before he shut his laptop.
The shorter boy got up and walked over, sighing quietly as he sat next to his friend. "Okay… What I'm about to tell you… You can't tell anyone. I mean it, Trent." Trent nodded slowly, trying to decipher the emotions and meaning behind this sudden confession.
"Sebastian and I…" He ran a hand through his hair, groaning quietly as he closed his eyes before quickly burying his face into his hands and mumbling quickly, "kissed."
There was silence. Thad was suddenly filled with anxiety. Oh god, what is Trent thinking? Is he mad? Disappointed? Disgusted? What is he thinking?!
There was suddenly a loud squeal and two hands grabbed his arms as he shook him lightly, "Thad! Oh my god!" Thad lifted his head after the boy stopped shaking him and he stared at him with wide eyes. "You kissed him?! When?! Give me the details, Thaddeus!"
The shorter boy slowly blushed, "Well, today… But… It wasn't the first time…"
Trent gasped loudly and shoved his shoulder lightly, "You slut!" He quickly wrapped an arm around Thad, "Totally didn't mean that. But… Oh my god! Thad! Wait… Is this it? Is this your dream man? Finally someone is replacing the hole in your heart that you thought was for Blaine and now it's the dreamy French boy? Oh my god… It's so romantic… Are you guys in love? Soulmates? This is it?! Are you dating in secret? Oh, Thad! Please let me be your best man!"
"Trent!" Thad shrieked, blushing deeply as he covered his face. "Stop it…" he whined softly as he peeked between his fingers. Trent stared at Thad, slowly taking the situation before he cocked his head slightly, narrowing his eyes.
"Did you have sex with him?"
"TRENT!"
"Oh my god, how is he? Are the rumours true? I heard from Bryce, you know him, he's from our physics class, that Sebastian whispers dirty French words in your ear while he does the deed… You know… How do I say this without sounding vulgar?" He stared into space for a second before looking back at Thad, "While he fucks you. Did he do that? Oh my god, we can translate it!" Trent quickly opened up his laptop, "What's cock in French?"
"Trent… I'm gonna die… if you do not relax, I'm actually going to pass out…" The boy had his fingers knotted in his hair, staring at the bedsheets with wide eyes.
"Okay, okay! I'll slow down…" He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before exhaling slowly, ducking his head. "Okay… I'm good…"
"Okay… So… Sebastian and I… We're not dating… We've just kissed a few times and… That's it, really… I haven't had sex with him either, Trent… Today, we kissed while you and Jeff were in the store-"
"And I missed it?!"
"Calm down… I'm sorry… So, we kissed… And… I got scared… Because it felt so scary being in such a public location… Not on school grounds… Out in the real world… I thought Sebastian was gonna be a total dick and roll his eyes and tell me to grow up but instead he comforted me… He told me he doesn't wanna hurt me and he wants to help me… And… Since then… I'm so confused… Trent, I don't understand what's going on…" He leaned his head on Trent's shoulder.
"I mean.. I think you guys are one of my OTP's… But honestly, whenever Sebastian is around you, he seems to be a better person… So I think these are awesome signs… But don't worry… It's all going to be fine… I'm going to help you through this, buddy, I love you."
Thad smiled slowly, "I love you too, Trent."
"Now. Let's talk… Have you heard the rumours that he moves his hips like a God in bed? I mean… I've noticed those hips when he's dancing and honestly, I could totally believe that…"
The shorter boy let out a soft laugh, nodding slowly. "Totally."
The French boy slowly blew out a puff of smoke and forced a small laugh as he shook his head, holding the cigarette between his fingers. He doesn't do this often but tonight was just one of those nights.
"Friends…" Sebastian scoffed quietly, looking down at his lap and shook his head again before closing his eyes.
"I have no friends."