Title: A Synchronicity Of Opposites
Author: an-alternate-world
Rating: K
Characters/Pairing: Hunter Clarington/Sebastian Smythe
Word Count: 401
Summary: A collection of Huntbastian drabbles prompted via Tumblr.
Warnings/Spoilers: None in particular for this drabble.
Disclaimer: I am in no way associated with Glee, FOX, Ryan Murphy or anything else related to the FOX universe.

starish-warbler prompted a fic which included the sentence: "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."

"I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."

Sebastian watches the way Hunter's shoulders stiffen, the tilt of his neck that sharpens into focus. His face remains turned towards the fire though so Sebastian is left to presume the Warbler Captain isn't pleased by the observations he's made - but Sebastian doesn't particularly care that Hunter might be unhappy that he's finally being called out on what he does.

"And I'm flattered, truly I am," he drawls, moving another step closer, straightening his blazer against his chest as he ponders each word carefully before speaking, "but I think it's time you stopped pretending to dislike me."

Hunter's fingers curl into fists by his sides and Sebastian can imagine the way the other boy has gritted his teeth, biting down on words that are sticking in his throat. Sebastian saunters closer, like a lion stalking its prey.

"I think," he inflects the word higher, pauses dramatically as he hovers a few inches from Hunter's back, "it's time you stopped pretending to be straight when I know you spend so much time checking out my ass."

Hunter half-turns, his eyes flashing towards Sebastian in warning, his lips pressed together in a displeased line. Flame licks across his face, casting his skin in even reds and yellows than usual.

"I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice," he repeats and Hunter's tense stance crumbles, his hands reaching for Sebastian's blazer and fisting into the fabric.

Sebastian smiles into the kiss that Hunter presses to his lips, waiting for the hard edges to smooth away before he reaches for the other boy, coaxing warmth and gentleness into the kiss rather than the way Hunter seems to be kissing him as if his life depends on it. His fingers curl against Hunter's stomach while the other boy's grasp at his jaw, pulling him deeper into the kiss that makes his stomach clench and his breathing catch and his heart quiver.

"You're an asshole, Smythe," Hunter mumbles against his lips, his thumb skimming down the side of Sebastian's neck to dig into his pulsepoint. The Warbler Captain grins in satisfaction when Sebastian's eyelids flutter and a gasp escapes his mouth and, deep down, Sebastian knows he could be at the top of a dangerously slippery slope.

But that didn't mean he can't enjoy the ride.

~FIN~