Title: I Knew You Were Trouble: It Doesn't Have To Mean Anything
Rating: M for language and smut.
Pairing: Seblaine, Ex-Klaine; Andercohen-chang (Tina), Blam, & Blittany friendship.
Genre: Angst, Friendship to Romance
Warning: SeBlaingst
Word Count: 1, 807
Summary: In Which, Kurt broke up with Blaine to prove himself in NY leaving Blaine heartbroken. This is a story of how Sebastian and Blaine became what each other needed without either of them realizing it or having been prepared for it.
A/N: New Update YAY! I can't say how often I will update, life gets busy and all that boring stuff, but this one came fairly easy to me. It isn't as long as the last one, but hopefully it's just as good. reblog or let me know if you likey.
Sebastian tried to spread out his sore limbs as he yawned but was blocked by something warm and soft. He contracted his arms and legs with a shudder and curled onto his side, the blanket wrapping around him burrito style. He opened his eyes to a very amused and veryexposed hazel-eyed warbler.
"Morning B"
"You are quite possibly the worst sleeper I've ever encountered"
Sebastian chuckled and glanced down at Blaine's semi-hard morning erection. Memories of the night before filled his mind, threatening to get him fully hard again. He fucked Blaine Anderson. He had sex with Blaine. That happened.
"Mm do you sleep with a lot of boys Killer?" He teased raking his eyes over said boy's body. The morning light coming through his slightly opened blinds illuminated Blaine's skin beautifully, making him look golden.
"No. Shut up, you know what I mean." Blaine felt his cheeks heating up.
"Well I don't normally 'sleep' with anyone so…"
Blaine smirked."What do you do Seb? Do you make them sleep on the floor?" He began tracing the freckles on Seb's chest occasionally running his finger over his sensitive nipples causing the taller boy to gasp softly.
"Mostly I just kick them out but that does happen on occasion"
Blaine froze and stared at Sebastian wide-eyed and mouth gaping. Sebastian chuckled and leaned up to kiss Blaine because how could he resist those lips? Blaine fell out of shock and into the kiss slowly. Just as Blaine was losing himself in the taste and feel of Sebastian's mouth, the older boy pulled away with a parting suck on his bottom lip and smirked.
Blaine slowly opened his eyes to meet Seb's amused gaze and bit his lip softly where Sebastian mouth was. They had to talk about this.
"You look like you want to talk about this."
"We should. Shouldn't we?"
Sebastian glanced at the clock and rolled his eyes. It was 8AM—way too early to have a conversation about this. Why were they even awake? He noticed the dull pounding in his head, a sure sign of a hangover, and sighed.
"There's nothing to talk about B. We're friends and we fucked; it happens. It doesn't have to mean anything."
"You don't have to be so crass, Sebastian."
Blaine pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around his knees. He looked so miffed by Sebastian's dismissal. The hurt in his eyes made Sebastian's insides tighten. If he had half the mind to dwell on how much Blaine had control over his own emotions with a simple look he'd probably say something to fuck this all up out of fear.
Seb sighed in defeat, sitting up and scooting closer to the smaller boy. He placed a hand on either side of Blaine's face, stroking his cheekbones with his thumbs and smiled reassuringly until they locked eyes.
"Hey we can talk about it, if you want. I'm sorry, okay?" The corner of Blaine's mouth twitched like he wanted to smile but didn't want to give Sebastian the satisfaction. He nodded slowly as Seb closed the distance between them and place a chaste kiss on his lips. The kiss was short and closed mouthed. Sebastian pulled back and caught Blaine's gaze once more.
"We should get cleaned up. Dried come is uncomfortable. I feel gross."
Blaine scrunched up his face adorably like he was just now noticing the state of them and giggled.
"I agree." He squirmed uncomfortably and stood up. "I go first" he said as we walked towards Sebastian's en-suite. He swayed his hips intentionally and smirked over his shoulder catching the brunette's gaze locked on his ass.
"I could join you, you know."
"Yeah, I don't think so. Dream on Smythe."
"I don't think we should have sex again."
"I can't say I saw that coming" Sebastian responded slowly eyeing Blaine over the rim of his coffee cup. They were currently seated in a coffee house by their neighborhood. It was decided a public setting was the best place for this discussion when they realized they couldn't talk about what they'd done in the room they'd done it in without wanting to do it again.
You regret it." It wasn't a question.
"No, god, of course not. I told you I wouldn't " Sebastian let out a breath he wasn't even aware he'd been holding. It didn't occur to him how much he needed to hear that and he didn't want to even start to try and understand why it felt so good when he did.
"I think I might have actually um. Needed…it." Blaine finished lamely. His cheeks became very hot so he tried to hide behind his palm to salvage some dignity.
"I couldn't tell." Seb quipped, subsequently choking on his drink when Blaine kicked his shin under the table in riposte. His scowl would have been intimidating if it wasn't so cute. Seb couldn't help but be turned on by how hot under the skin Blaine got whenever he mentioned anything about the night before. "Though I can't blame you, fucking you was-"
"Oh my god, Seb just no-"
"I like it when you call me that. It was hot last night. I like that it's a thing now"
"Can you be serious for even a fraction of a second?"
Sebastian leaned back in his chair with his patented smirk. "Fine. If last night was a 'onetime thing' then what do you want?"
Blaine sighed and looked out of the window next to their booth. What did he want? What happened between them definitely changed things. He never thought he could feel that good with anyone else other than Kurt and it made him realize he needed to learn to move on from him, clearly not with Sebastian, but he needed to explore who he was outside of his relationship. He had a whole year ahead of him with endless possibilities; he was going to take advantage of that.
"I don't think I the type for casual sex. It just isn't me."
Sebastian's heart raced uncontrollably. "Well I'm not the boyfriend type Blaine so if that's what you're looking for I'm not it"
"I know that" Blaine bit, hurt evident in his voice. Seb brushed it off. He needed Blaine to know that option was off the table. He wasn't going to be anybody's boyfriend, even if Blaine was different than anyone else he'd ever encountered.
"I think I'd know better than to look to you for that role by now, which is why the sex has to stop. I do, however, what to work at being friends with you; for real, not just because we'll be co-captains this year."
"Sex was that good huh?"
"We're done here." Blaine went to stand up and leave and Sebastian panicked.
"Okay. No! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I can do that. We can be friends. I'm not very good at being anyone's friend. I can try though…for you." He didn't want Blaine to walk out on him. He told himself it was because he could use a friend since that could be the only logic explanation for the feeling of uneasiness that came with the idea of Blaine leaving him.
Blaine smiled brightly at Sebastian's outburst. Just like that the older boy was forgiven. He picked up his cup and sipped giddily as Sebastian shook his head in amusement.
"Should I be concerned that you're almost as pleased as you were after I fucked you last night."
"Mm-mm not nearly as pleased" Blaine teased with a wink. Sebastian felt his pants getting tight at the looked in Blaine's eyes. He huffed, shifted to adjust himself and scowled.
"You can't do that."
Blaine smiled innocently (he was far too good at that.) and batted his impossibly long eyelashes. "Why not?"
"You know why" Seb groused.
"Hmm I don't think I do."
"So what do we do now; Go shopping, paint our nails, and braid each other's hair?" Seb asked, decidedly ignoring Blaine's little game in hopes that he could cool off before they had to walk out of the café.
"No, we couldn't possibly get your hair to stay in a braid. I've got nice little colored extensions that we could perhaps make work for you."
"So you stayed at Sebastian's huh?"
"Nothing happened, Tina."
Blaine hated lying. He certainly didn't want to lie about something of this proportion but he wasn't ready to tell anyone yet and he most definitely didn't want the news to travel back to Kurt.
"S'not what it looked like when you guy spent hours wrapped up in each other's bodies sex-dancing on the dance floor." She teased in a sing-song tone.
"We were NOT sex-dancing Tina. What does that even mean?" Blaine closed his bedroom door to eliminate any possibility of his parents hearing him talking about 'sex-dancing.'
"Oh don't play dumb Blainers. You know exactly what it means—oh hold on Sam's calling I'm gonna connect him. "
Blaine waited as Tina conferenced the calls. He signed on to his computer and opened up his email when Tina clicked back already laughing.
"Brittany's on the line too now Blaine—hello Sam, Brittany you there?—Blaine are you there?"
They all affirmed that they were all connected to the call and not somehow lost along the way.
"Blaine what were you doing with Sebastian last night man? Also do you know how worried we were when we couldn't find you? Luckily Sebastian texted me, but still dude what happened?"
"I thought it was hot. Lord Tubbington agrees. I didn't tell him though, I swear Blaine; he read my diary again."
Blaine spent the next hour and a half recounting his night with a falsified story of what happened to him after he and Sebastian disappeared from the scene and talking and joking about everything they could fit in before they had to call it a night.
Once off the phone, Blaine emailed Nick back about the first Warbler meeting, changed into his pajamas shut off the lights and curled up in his bed waiting for sleep to take him under.
Just as he was about to fall asleep his phone vibrated, the illumination of the screen filling his dark room with a faint blue light. He groaned softly and grabbed his phone letting his eyes adjust to the sharp light before reading the text he received. He smiled; It was from Sebastian
Seb: My pillow still smells like you friend. ;)
The maids must have missed this one.
11:08 PM
Blaine: I think the real question here is
Whether you really made the maids clean
up that mess…..O.o
11:13 PM
Seb: Yes. It's what we pay them for after
all.
11:14 PM
Blaine: I don't even know what to do with
You right now.
11:14 PM
Seb: I can think of something :p
11:15 PM
Blaine snorted at this. He would.
Blaine: Goodnight Seb.
11:16 PM
Seb: Night B.
11:17 PM
A/N: eh? Eh? EH?