Notes: Well..here it is. The end. I'm actually happy with how it turned out. I have a feeling I'll be writing more about Sebastian. I can't help it, I just fell in love (and who wouldn't, after Smooth Criminal?) Thank you so much for all the alerts and favourites, and most of all, thanks to Amy-Star, GoDance45, vampirefairy09 and Charlotte, who reviewed last chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed the ride as much as I did!
"We missed you"
Blaine tears his gaze away from the center of the room, where David, Sebastian, Thad, Nick, Jeff and a bunch of other guys who stayed are jumping to the music, pretending to dance, and looks at Wes, who is now standing beside him, leaning against the wall.
"Did you get mad at me when I left?" he asks, but he doesn't really want to hear the answer.
Wes smiles slightly.
"We had to call a meeting of the Fight Club just to take out all the anger, pretending our opponents were you."
Blaine remains silent, because even tough he knows Wes is not trying to make him heel guilty, he does anyway. He's been feeling guilty for a long time now.
"I want to come back" His voice sounds foreign to him, like it's someone else's "I don't want to leave"
"It's just the nostalgia talking. I get it. This is my last year and I fear the moment I have to leave. We all do. This place has been home for all of us."
"And I left it behind to follow a boy. I left you guys behind. I think I never apologized for that."
Wes loos at him, and it's the same look he gave him when he first arrived to Dalton. A look that seems to say "It seems horrible now, but it will get so much better." And it was true that one time and Blaine feels like it's true now, too. Because Wes always knows best, everyone knows that.
"I'm sorry" He says "I'm sorry I left you guys"
"Don't be sorry. We will all leave at some point. You were just the first one."
"But" A cheery drunken voice chimes in "None of us are leaving now. Come dance with us!"
Thad grabs Blaine and Wes's arms and leads them to the improvised dance floor, where the other guys are now trying to improvise a choreography to the Christmas song that bursts from the speakers.
Blaine looses himself in the carefree feeling of being a Warbler again, and forgets that he's not. The music fills the room and it's snowing outside and all the boys that have nowhere to go are dancing and laughing, and drinking, and forgetting that they have nowhere to go.
"Merry Christmas!" Sebastian screams, so he can be heard over the music, as he jumps onto of a table and begins to sing Extraordinary Merry Christmas at the top of his lungs.
The other Warblers join in, and Blaine takes Sebastian's hand when he offers it to help him onto the table. When the first lyrics comes out of his lips, he feels it. It all comes rushing back to him. He hears the cheers of the other guys, he sees the looks of joy and adoration on their faces and he feels it. The power, the joy, the feeling that he is someone, that is important, that he can do anything he wants.
He doesn't know how was he able to live without it.
"You will always be a Warbler, Blaine!" David yells at him, as if guessing his thoughts.
"Always!" Blaine yells back smiling.
Always.
"What on earth gave you the idea that a Kamasutra book would be a good gift for me?"
Blaine raises an eyebrow.
"You cannot imagine how hard it was for me to get it"
Sebastian laughs.
"I would have killed to see the look on your face when you had to go to the cashier with it."
Blaine passes a hand through his hair and looks away.
"It will haunt me forever."
They are the last ones left in the room. The others have already gone to sleep, gifts and hugs have been exchanged and promises of coming back as soon as he can have been made. He should go to sleep, too, because he has to go home early in the morning, but he just can't bring himself to get up from the floor where they're seated.
"Thank you for the bow ties" he says, smiling as he stares at the box of expensive, bright colored bow ties that lies beside him "No one has never given me bow ties"
"But you wear bow ties all the time" Sebastian crooks his head to the side.
"Yeah, I do" He looks at Sebastian, and the other boy has his eyes fixed on him " This...this means a lot to me, Sebastian. This days have meant a lo to me. So thank you."
Sebastian smiles slightly and stares at the clock that hangs over the fireplace.
"It's almost midnight. Christmas is almost over."
Blaine's stomach tightens. He knows what it means.
"When we see each other again you'll be the same jerk you were before this all happened."
"It's better that way" Sebastian says, shrugging "I have the feeling that this days have made you forget who I am"
"Why is it better to be a jerk than to be...like this? You're good at being good, Sebastian."
Sebastian laughs, and it's a humorless, bitter laugh Blaine hasn't heard in quite some time.
"But I'm better at being bad. It's always been that way."
"Why play his...Jekyll and Hyde game? Why make it so difficult? It could be so easy..."
"Have you ever heard of a story worth telling that was easy?"
Blaine sighs and looks away. It shouldn't bother him. He knew from the beginning that Sebastian was bad news, and yet somehow this days he had demonstrated just how different he could be from all Blaine though he was. And Blaine is the kind of stupid who simply can't give up, once they've seen the good in someone.
"You could write a different kind of story. You are an amazing person, Sebastian."
Sebastian stares at him with wide eyes and the strangest look on his face. He seems too taken aback to speak, and his lips part and close several times before he can actually say something.
"It's the first time someone says something like that to me"
Blaine looks at him. Really looks at him for what seems like he first time ever, and finally understands.
"That's your problem" He says in a whisper "You think too lowly of yourself. All the things you do, throwing yourself around, making people hate you...You're so much better than that."
"Yeah, because you know me so well" Sebastian's gaze instantly hardens, and, with one last glance at the clock, he stands up "Christmas is over. Don't think about it too much. I'm not a lost little boy who you need to rescue. I just really like Christmas. And you don't have to worry, I'll stop trying to ruin your relationship." He shots Blaine a crooked smile before turning around to leave "It'll be my good deed for the new year."
Blaine stares at him as he walks to the door, and, for a moment, he feels an urge he can't fight. He stands up as fast as he can, and before he knows what he's doing, he has crossed the room and his lips meet Sebastian's in a crushing kiss.
The world stops for a second. He stops breathing. All he can hear is the pounding of his heart. All he can feel are Sebastian's smooth lips moving against his own.
It's over almost instantly, and they're both left panting and staring at each other with clouded eyes.
"I'll take my chances" Blaine whispers "Don't give up on me just yet"
Sebastian watches him leave hurriedly, dumbfounded. He leans his back against the doorframe and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath, When he opens them, he sees there's something hanging above his head.
Mistletoe.
...so kiss me on this cold December night.