A/N: Brought about by Grant's current hairstyle.
The muffled distressed meows coming from their dorm room made Blaine's pace quicken. They've talked about how Sebastian would behave around Mr. Puss to prevent future scratch marks. Clearly, his boyfriend never listens.
He slammed the door open and the sight that greeted him was something that, he was embarrassed to acknowledge, wasn't unfamiliar. Sebastian was struggling in keeping Mr. Puss still with one hand while the other held an electronic clipper.
"Drop the clippers, Sebastian."
The distraction of him arriving was what Mr. Puss needed to squirm out of Sebastian's grip, but before moving away, he hissed at Sebastian and made a swipe at his arm.
"Hunter? And why are you wearing my beanie?" He asked as he moved in the room, "It's sweltering, take it off. You'll get sweat on it."
"No." Tugging the beanie lower around his head as he pouted petulantly.
"Sebastian." Blaine said rather fondly, taking advantage of Sebastian's lack of sight, grabs at the beanie and whips it off- It was his favourite one- his momentum making him roll off to the other side of the bed.
He turns around to tease Sebastian but the feeling of victory vanished as quickly as it came at the sight before him. His boyfriend cut his hair- no, not cut. Cut would be a few inches. This wasn't a hair-cut. This was- it looked like peach fuzz. Only the fuzz wasn't on a peach but on his boyfriend's head. The head that used to have glorious brown hair. Hair that he loves running his hand through. Hair that is now gone.
Hunter.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm. Going. To. Kill. Him." Blaine says, his eyes wide, taking in his boyfriend's hair- or lack of it.
"It's not that bad." Sebastian says with a roll of his eyes at Blaine's dramatics. His false bravado breaks when he adds, "Is it?"
The change in Sebastian's voice prompted Blaine to look past his hair and to his eyes. The uncertainty in them made his plan on revenge for Hunter be put on hold.
He sat on the bed and pats the spot beside him.
"My hair grows back pretty fast," Sebastian mumbles as he closes the distance between them. "But I totally understand if you don't want to be seen with me in public."
Blaine wraps an arm around him and settles down on the pillows behind them. Sebastian rests his head on Blaine's shoulder and he instinctively runs a hand on Sebastian head. It felt... different. It would take some getting used to.
"So no shaving Mr. Puss' fur?"
"The cat is innocent, Bastian." Blaine mutters. Sebastian snorts at that and Blaine adds, "Don't worry, I'll help you get back even."
"You wanna know something?"
"Hmm?"
Blaine slides down so he was at level with Sebastian, meeting him eye-to-eye, the closeness almost making him cross-eyed, "I might have a thing for super short hair."
"Do you now?"
"Or I might just have a thing for you," Blaine smiles as he pulls Sebastian to meet his lips.
The hair might take some getting used to, but this- being able to kiss this boy beside him whenever he wanted to was something he will never get used to.