Author's Note: This is the second prompt in my series, just so you know. Now I don't really like Blaine's character (to me he seems boring) but Sebastian is so spunky and twisted, I can't help but like him. After the many failed attempts to have a sustainable relationship with Kurt, I think Blaine would try to move on. Low and behold, just as he's pounding the pavement looking for a job, he bumps into Sebastian. You can see where I'm going with this.

About the prompt: I found it here on dA and was inspired by how, when Blaine is around Sebastian, he probably feels naked, exposed. Sebastian is, essentially, a shadow and he follows Blaine no matter where he goes. Interesting, no?

Also, the lily means celebration, pansies loving thoughts, and red roses passion. Enjoy! Feel free to leave a review.


"Blaine Devon Anderson, what the hell are these?" Sebastian Smythe exclaimed as he entered their shared apartment.

Blaine glanced over his shoulder as he continued to stir the pot on the stove. His boyfriend held before him a bouquet of Casablanca lilies, pansies, and red roses.

"Well Seb, those are flowers. You see, when you plant a seed and water it-"

"I know what they are! I mean what are they doing in my hands? I thought we agreed none of this mushy crap for our anniversary," said the lawyer-in-training. Blaine watched his boyfriend of one solid year march from the entrance of their Upper East Side loft to the kitchen nook. His brown hair was still gelled back from work and his green eyes racked over Blaine's casual attire, namely his pyjamas. Once close enough, Blaine tilted himself up on his toes and pecked the young man's cheek.

"No, you agreed to it. I never gave an answer. Besides, you should know by now when it comes to anniversaries I never disappoint."

Sebastian rolled his eyes and purposefully ruffled the actor's gel-free curls. "Whatever Anderson. Just don't go sticking an engagement ring in the soufflé."

Blaine sighed. "Well there goes that surprise."

"Please tell me you're joking," said Sebastian as he started to loosen his tie.

Blaine let the pot simmer and leaned against the granite counter, his arms folded across his chest. "What if I'm not?"

Sebastian tossed his tie on the counter and reached into the cupboard near Blaine's head for his favourite cup. "We've talked about this, Blaine. I don't do marriage."

"You also said you don't do commitment, but last time I checked, this," Blaine waved his tanned hand around their loft, "is commitment."

Sebastian put on the coffee machine, his back facing his lover. "If you wanted marriage you should have proposed again to Hummel. That guy is just as sappy as you."

"Maybe I should have," Blaine muttered. He saw Sebastian's lean back tense and bit his lip. He shouldn't have said that. The young actor walked over and wrapped his arms around Sebastian's waist, giving him a tight squeeze. "I didn't mean that, Seb. I'm sorry."

The intern exhaled deeply then turned in Blaine's grasp. He rested his chin on the crown of Blaine's head and securely wrapped his arms around Blaine. "Yeah, I know. M'sorry for starting a fight. I have shitty timing."

Blaine chuckled. "Yeah, you do. At least you're good in bed." He patted the boy's chest then went back to the pot.

Sebastian smirked. "I knew you only liked me for my prowess."

Blaine laughed. "Yeah, that's the only reason I've put up with you for this long."

"That and the Jacuzzi in the bathroom."

"Mmm yes, how could I forget? If I leave you, I'm taking it with me."

Sebastian chuckled. "Good to know." He pulled up a bar stool and watched Blaine work on their dinner. "So besides your horrendously sappy gift, I also got something at the office." Blaine heard him pull out what sounded like paper from his pocket. "My dad's invited us to the Hamptons for the summer."

Blaine almost dropped his stirring spoon. "He what?"

"Well, technically my mom did. She wants to meet you and uh, I think I might say yes."

Blaine turned away from the stove. "You sure you're ready?"

Sebastian shrugged. "My dad's never going to accept me for who I am, and I'm okay with that. But my mother only has one son. It seems silly to punish her for my dad's small mindedness."

Blaine smirked. "That sounds an awful lot like something I told you a few nights ago."

"Yeah well, maybe I listen to your post-sex mumbling on occasion, when I'm not passed out."

Blaine laughed. "Good to know. Alright, so when are we going?"

"When does practice start for Phantom of the Opera?"

Blaine went to their shared calendar and flipped through the pages. "I've got a few rehearsals next week then two weeks later. We could split our visit, work it around my schedule." That was the great thing about getting a small part in a play. You weren't needed for every practice, unlike Ms. Rachel Berry who had to attend every single one.

"You sure Berry won't be on you if you're not at all of them?"

Blaine chuckled. "No, she's busy with her own lines. Taking on the role of Christine Daaé has its disadvantages."

Sebastian nodded. "Good. So it's settled then, we'll leave next week." He took a sip of his coffee. "Where's Hummel spending his summer?"

Blaine didn't answer. He wasn't surprised how much it bothered Sebastian that Blaine still kept in contact with Kurt, but it was hard not to. They both attended NYADA, at least during Blaine's freshman year. After Kurt's junior year, he decided to work full time for Isabelle Wright and since then hadn't come to NYADA except to cheer on Rachel. Blaine thought back to when he proposed to Kurt, how they tried to work out the kinks in their relationship, and when it ended for the final time. He didn't get misty eyed anymore, but the thought still made his stomach churn. He wondered if he would ever fully be over his first great love.

He felt the heat from Sebastian's chest press against his back and a pair of arms snake around his waist. "You're doing it again," he muttered.

"Doing what?" Blaine asked innocently.

"That thing where you zone out and act like I'm not even in the room."

Blaine sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just hard, you know? I mean, we live in the same city, are friends with the same people, but sometimes it's like we never even knew each other." Blaine shook his head. "I am happy with you though. Sometimes I just forget that we weren't always together."

"Hey, we could have been, if you came home with me from Scandals."

Blaine chuckled. "Yeah, I suppose so. But back then it wasn't that easy."

Sebastian nodded. "If you could go back in time, would you?"

"Would I what?"

"Come home with me. If you knew that we would be here like this, would you have dumped Hummel and been with me?"

Blaine turned in his boyfriend's arms and kissed him hard on the lips. When they pulled apart, Blaine shook his head. "If I ended it with Kurt earlier than when I did, things would be different. I might have met someone else. What we have now, it's better than anything I could want."

Sebastian leaned his forehead against Blaine's. "Even better than something out of a fairy tale?"

Blaine chuckled. "This is a fairy tale you idiot. Now go get ready for dinner."

Sebastian rolled his eyes but loosened his grip. "Yes Prince Charming."

"Thank you Mr. Dragon."

Hours later, when the food was consumed and the stereo was playing light jazz, there came a knock at the door. Sebastian untangled himself from Blaine's embrace on the couch and answered it. He came back holding a large box. Blaine sat up and squinted at the thing.

"What, exactly, is that?"

Sebastian placed it before the young man's feet. "It's your present."

"I thought we weren't doing mushy stuff?"

"This isn't mushy. Slobbery maybe, but not mushy. Now open it!"

Blaine slid off the couch and, like a small boy at Christmas, tossed the lid off. Immediately, a furry golden head poked its way out and licked Blaine's cheek. For a moment, the actor was stunned. Then he started to laugh.

"You got me a puppy?"

Sebastian shrugged as he sat on the couch. "Well you kept complaining about being lonely while I was at work. And I figured why not? Now when you're wandering for work you can at least take the thing for exercise."

Blaine reached over and kissed Sebastian. "You're the best. What's its name?"

"Cleo. I figure if we're going to have a slobbering beast wander through our pristine apartment, she might as well have a classy name."

"I love her." He got up and went to the bedroom. When he came out, he placed a box on Seb's lap. "I got something for you too."

"These better not be flowers."

Blaine chuckled. "Just open it."

Sebastian pulled the lid off and was greeted by a black and white tuxedo kitten. The tiny ball of fur sat there, staring up at Sebastian. He picked the docile creature up and smirked as it tried to swat his nose.

"A kitten? Really Anderson?"

Blaine shrugged. "I figured if you didn't like the flowers, a cat would make up for it."

Sebastian kissed his boyfriend's cheek. "Alright, you've successfully domesticated me. Do we have anything for these two to play with?"

Blaine watched the young man search for toys as he scratched behind the golden retriever's ears. Okay, so maybe the married life wasn't for them. But as far as Blaine was concerned, this was the next best thing.