Hunter trudged to his dorm. He had to cover the name before anyone else saw it. He unlocked the door with ninja like precision. He bolted to his nightstand and grabbed a role of bandages . Hunter quickly wrapped over the black cursive letters. "No, it cant be him! My soul-mate cant be Sebastian Smythe!" He didn't notice Jeff standing in the door way till he cleared his throat. Hunter looked up and tentatively asked "H-how long have you been standing there?" Jeff smirked and told him "Well, long enough to hear that the words under those bandages are Bas's name.." Hunter stood up, grabbed him by the collar and shoved him against the door. "If you out me to anyone , so help you god Sterling I'll hurt you!" Jeff threw up his hands in surrender "Look man ,I had this same discussion with David when I first saw Nick's name on my wrist. I'm cool man, I've got no reason to. Well, to quote Kurt, I don't believe in outing, but I also don't believe in denying who you are.." Hunter sat the kid down and let him leave in time for Daniel to get back from rehearsal. The both got into bed without a word, neither prepared for the day ahead.
Calling the next day a living hell would be an understatement in Hunter's book. Jeff threatened to out him on more than one occasion just during breakfast. Wes added afternoon practice for the three days before regionals. Everyone was just being a douche bag. The only thing that made it not terrible was Sebastian. The two would occasionally lock eyes and give Hunter a feeling he couldn't describe. The one thing he didn't know is, Sebastian felt the same knee weakness, the same heart racing, the same nervousness. No one except Sebastian knew what laid beneath the wrapping on his wrist. Sebastian kept the words Hunter Clarington beneath a leather cuff on his wrist. They were in love. Neither of them wanted to admit what they were feeling. They didn't want to admit they were in love with each other. The day went by like a breeze, that was until rehearsal that evening.
Wes was, to put it frankly being a dictator during practice. The warblers were all in step and proper. He kept yelling and banging his gavel anytime someone would make a mistake. The only time they were allowed a break was when Thad passed out, but they all were forced back to work as soon as he was ok. They were running over the same medley till 3 a.m for the next few days. It all came down to them loading up for regionals. They all decided to ride in separate cars. Hunter's car didn't want to start just as the warblers were rolling out. Nick saw his troubles and yelled out the front window of Jeff's Volkswagen van, "Clarington, open the back and climb in with Seb!" Hunter obliged since he didn't want to miss the competition. Sebastian was in shorts,a tight graphic tee that seemed to grip his every muscle in his upper body, and a pair of pink, thick framed sunglasses. Nick saw the questionable expression on Hunter's face at his choice of eyewear and started to explain, "Blaine left them on the desk in the warbler's hall with a note that said, 'For the next head of this group.' Sebastian has since refused to give them up to anyone." Sebastian removed the shades and glared at the boy in the passengers seat. "You're just jealous because I rock them harder than you Duval!" Jeff rolled his eyes towards the roof of the van and asked "Nicky darling, would putting the mix CD you made make you stop bugging him?" Nick looked at the blond next to him and responded "Sure honey." The brunet put in the disk and started air drumming to the Fallout Boy song. Sebastian slid back on his sunglasses so no one would see him examining every fine detail of Hunter's body. The other boy in the back of the van looked back at him and smiled "Bas, you have those vibrant green eyes, why hide them behind those when in a closed space?" Hunter reached up delicately and removed the shades from Sebastian's face. The two locked eyes as Hunter slowly leaned in closer. His mouth getting even closer to Sebastian's. The moment was broken as the song Love Game started blaring from the van's stereo. The two shrugged their shoulders and decided to harmonize with the two in the front at the start of the chorus. The four companions sang along to other various tracks till a song in particular started playing. Nick and Jeff were in perfect harmony as Hunter and Sebastian's eyes locked once more. Sebastian reached and put his hand around the back of Hunter's neck. The two closed their eyes and connected their lips just ans Nick and Jeff sang out, "Sha-la-la-la-la-la. Music play,Do what the music say. You wanna kiss the boy…"
The entire moment sent shivers down both young men's spines. Right after the two separated Sebastian unlaced the leather cuff on his arm covering Hunter's name. Nick looked back at the two and exclaimed, "Dude thanks to lacrosse you got some crappy tan lines!" Sebastian looked down and realized Nick was right, that he was tan except from his wrist to almost near his elbow. It was pale as a ghost. Hunter unwound the tightly wrapped bandages on his wrist as well. The two both smiled as they saw the names on the others wrist and leaned in for yet another kiss. The rest of the ride was normal, even with Sebastian and Hunter's fingers being intertwined . Sebastian had fully dropped the cold and clinical act and was the happy bubbly young man only Hunter had seen. Jeff thought something was fishy when he started singing along to Katy Perry, witch he usually hated. He pondered "You ok Bas? You're acting different…" Sebastian's bright green eyes turned to him and he said "Yes Jeff, for once I'm ok. I've found the person I love, and I can truly be who I am!" Hunter cooed "That's perfect, since your such a sweet little fluff ball sweetheart…" The two smiled as Sebastian's head rested on Hunter's chest. Nick grabbed his boyfriend's hand and whispered "Honey, We are geniuses.."
The drive was peaceful. They made it to Dayton for regionals. They had time to do a few run throughs to make sure things went smoothly. The New Directions performed first. They were decent, but it was nothing new. Blaine singing solos was dated and boring as far as the suited boys were concerned. The random glee club none of them had ever heard of went on just before they did. They were terrible, flat and had no sense of rhythm. It was finally the warbler's time to shine. They got out there and did their Maroon 5 medley to the best of their abilities. Everyone got their ques right on time. They did it flawlessly. It all came down to the end The host came up to the stage and announced, "And the winner of the 2013 show choir regionals championship is The Dalton Academy Warblers!"