Musical Inspiration: One More Night – Maroon 5. From the album Overexposed.

Rating and Warning: M. This is SebBlaine MxM fluff. Hurt, Anguish, Good Friend moments. Um! Actually this is new depth for me, but …

Ownership: I don't own Glee, or Dalton by CP Coulter, or QAF but I own my imagination. As for music, don't own the rights either but I have umpteen cd's, dvd's.

Dedication: For those who can write mushy love stories, you inspire me. And the men in my life, my Teddy Bear huggers, love to you also. For those addicted to anything. With my hearing, I'm addicted to Adam Lambert, Maroon 5 and so much more. Music beats and feelings are so important, as too the words, for the hard of hearing. And scents, they inspire us, intoxicate and draw us in.

I don't have any association with anyone for music, or anything else. I've purchased all that I listen to and feel. I'm just letting you know about the music. If you want to listen, then do so. If not then don't. But if you're going to purchase anything, please don't go down the pirate road. Worst thing to do. I don't ship pirates. And as for the scents and products mentioned, go check 'em out and enjoy.

This is a quality arc from my other hit story: 'Converting Kurt Hummel'. It is a natural progression from chapter 13. If you like this, you'll like where it came from, and you'll probably enjoy my 'To Julian, with love Logan XxOo'. And that is my branch out from 'Dalton' by CP Coulter.

~ Catch a Gorgeous Blaine ~

Blaine feels his face flush with embarrassment. "I, I'm not going to go say that right now. I, I need to get out of here!" And he gets up in a hurry.

"Blaine wait, let me take that back?" Sebastian follows him to the front doors. They grab their coats and join the rest of Lima on the other side of the café.

Instinctively Blaine goes to walk right. "Blaine, my car is parked around here." Sebastian grabs at Blaine's arm. Blaine pulls back and looks at him with agitation and a clenched fist, shudders and pries his grip from his arm.

"You can drive me back Sebastian. But this isn't right. J..just, not right and not now."

"Okay, I only meant to kiss your cheek anyhow. You moved and, hey you kissed me back."

Blaine looks around in a rush, looking for any audience. He leans up to Sebastian. "WE are not talking about this right now!"

Looking over at a couple about to cuddle, he sighs. "I just want to lie down. I'm so damn tired."

"Blaine, I want you to see a doctor. I'll take you."

"I'm going home tomorrow. My Mum'l take me." He checks out the cuddling couple, something isn't right. "Let's, let's go."

They proceed to the next shop window and Blaine stops suddenly and turns back around. "Sebastian!"

Grabbing Sebastian's arm Blaine declares "I'm pretty sure that was Kurt and Miss Pillsbury?" They stop and look at the couple cuddling, up and on the other side of the road. Sebastian lifts his sunglasses. "No, I'm pretty sure your ex isn't that into Miss Pillsbury. And he's not that thin either, look at how the coat has too much give."

"Um, you're right there. And those pants and that jacket clash too much for K..Kurt!" It took him an effort, but Blaine was forcing himself to say his ex's name. He really hoped it would heal his shattered heart and thoughts. He turns back to Sebastian and looks at Seb's hands tucked into his pockets.

Sebastian watches the aggravated blinking of Blaine's eyes. "What's up?" His left hand reaches for Blaine's right shoulder, raising Blaine's chin with his other hand and holds this new relationship with confidence. Blaine's eyes are looking right through Sebastian, looking for an answer to a question without a name.

Sebastian shakes Blaine a little. "Come on, what is wrong with you?" He pulls Blaine in, like he'd seen Brian Kinney bring Justin in. And he's worried that he might not know how to help Blaine, after all.

"I feel so used Sebastian." Pushing Sebastian gently, but not out of his arms. He looks up and lets Sebastian kiss his lips for a moment. It's a kiss of reassurance, one to savour as a quick smile says hello. This kiss says, you'll be okay. "I feel he used me. He sneaked into Dalton to check us out. He told me he'd been abused by some guy at McKinley, then transfers over to us. He has me and others thinking we're best friends, I now look at that as so he could get into Warblers and everything else I was doing."

They walk to a bus shelter and sit. "We don't win at the next competition, so he transfers back so they can win. Then he…he, then he…." Blaine starts to hyperventilate and Sebastian's certain he doesn't know how to deal with a breathing medical emergency. "Blaine, breathe calmly. Blaine, blow candles, it worked for my Mum when she was having my sister." Blaine starts blowing candles, a little fast and then slows them down.

Blaine pulls his legs up onto the bench seat, and leans against the back of the seat. Sebastian puts an arm around, rubs his shoulder like a good luck lantern and kisses his messed hair. Today Blaine smells of Lynx dark temptation and Sebastian sighs deeply while trying to control his urges.

A bus pulls up, as each of the three passengers descend, they stop at the male couple cuddling and go to speak. And each time Sebastian lifts a single finger in their direction and points them onward. He's not as sophisticated as Brian Kinney, but he's taking on his attempt at adding to his arrogant attitude. Thankful he's not in Dalton uniform and making a stand for brothers in arms.

Blaine ignores the world and speaks without the apparent interruption of the last few minutes of quiet comforting. "Sebastian, he wanted me to join him there at that school. I can't imagine how it would have been, being there when he then dumps me for 'her'."

"Sebastian!" Blaine's looking at Seb now, not through or passed. He's looking right into his eyes, and Sebastian can see he has his faculties. "That was Kurt, and Miss Pillsbury. I know this because he was wearing the Doc Martins that I gave him. They had personalized baby number plates on the back of them. My Mum ordered them in when she started making all those stupid Blainey Bear dolls!"

"Blaine, that's enough. I'm taking you back to your dorm room, and…." Blaine goes to protest, Sebastian won't have any more of it. They look over to the couple but they were out of sight now. "…then you'll do as your told. I'll get you to bed then get you a meal and bring it to your room."

He lifts Blaine to his feet, and escorts him to his car. Puts him in, seat belt on, crouches down and holds a hand. "Blaine, you'll be okay, you'll get better. Today you have to let me help you. And tomorrow I'll drive you home to your Mum."

Sebastian walks around and gets in the drivers seat. "Don't worry Blaine." Seat belt on, keys in ignition. "No inappropriate behaviour from me. And yes, we'll talk about it much later, when you're ready." Starts the car. "When you're ready, and I'll back off." The car stalls.

"Promise me Seb? Leave me be, until I'm sorted out." Their eyes are locked, Seb wants to break the promise already before he's made it. "You know Blaine, I really do care for you. I think I love you so much, I'll promise to leave you be. Until you know. Know that it's time."

He sighs deeply, breathing in the mix of a warm car and Blaine's chosen deodorant. He winks, starts the car and reminisces whilst driving back.

~ Lynx, Calvin Klein, Versace or English Blazer ~

Sebastian loved when Blaine would lean against him in class, or in the library, or in Warbler's practice. Blaine was tired, sleepy and they'd be sitting together in as many opportune times as Sebastian could organise. He'd move closer bit by bit, very carefully, so carefully no one took any notice. They were just talking and moving. Getting up to sing and sitting down again.

And then Blaine's ability to get sleepy, dopey and cute seemed to happen like clock work. Sebastian was beginning to time how long it took. And he'd make sure he was there to catch a Blaine, and wish to put him in his pocket. Instead he'd just let Blaine nap for as long as necessary. Sebastian could pretend it was a cuddle, and enjoy the warmth of his body against him. His gentle weight would get heavier, and only once did Blaine nearly fall. But Sebastian hadn't intended that to happen. Sebastian had been leaning back into him, breathing in the mix of his deodorant or cologne or aftershave and sweet perspiration. The hair products might have been of raspberries, but the real scent that had Sebastian wanting more of Blaine, was his delightful choice of product for the day and that animal sweat. Unfortunately Sebastian had also started to drift into dream land.

That day, he smelled of Versace. It came in a nice blue bottle, and made Blaine seem like a huge musk lolly stick. That day had Sebastian remembering of when he'd been introduced to the sweet lollies. He'd eaten packets of them, and he'd have to visit the dentist for one more filling. Sebastian was leaning in, had an arm around Blaine for brotherly comfort. He leaned in for just a sniff of behind Blaine's ear, and stayed a little too long. Both he and Blaine were leaning against one another, on too small a bench seat. Sebastian's weight behind Blaine pushed him forward, and Seb awoke not a moment too soon to grab Blaine before something terrible happened.

~ X ~

That was ages ago. A time when Sebastian started to notice Blaine wasn't being his normal self. A time of free illusions, to dream and imagine what could be. As Sebastian was confided in, he learned that what was happening was more upsetting.

Sugar has been visiting Blaine and annoying him. She kept phoning and seemed interested in him. Then her conversation would drift into Kurt. Too many questions and too much prodding. Blaine eventually cottoned on, and had his Mum intervene.

"Blaine, you will need to tell her directly. We can go to the police if you think that's necessary? But first you will have to tell her, do you want me to come with you?" Isabelle Anderson was a strong support for him. "I'll certainly have words with her parents."

"Mum, I'll handle it first." He'd needed to tell her everything. It was getting way too complicated. She helped him put all the pieces together and finally he could see what Sugar Motta had been doing. He hugs his Mum tight, kisses her cheek and squeezes some more.

~ X ~

Blaine wasn't sure how this was affecting Kurt. Is there something more going on? Blaine couldn't bank on what he didn't know, but something was definitely wrong.

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