A/N: I love you guys. You're all awesome individuals. Have some fun with Niffbastian.
Chapter Ten
"Sebastian Smythe had never been in love. Sure, he loved things. He loved sucking dick, and he loved getting his dick sucked, and he loved various other things that involved his dick. He loved making weaker people suffer. He loved being dominant. He loved dancing. He loved his mother, even if she was in Paris. And, everything else be damned, he loved Blaine Devon Anderson."
Nick and Jeff took to walking into Warbler practice arm in arm and only separating for dance rehearsals. More than anything they wanted to show Sebastian that he couldn't rip them apart. Two weeks after Sectionals, Sebastian knocked on the door to Nick and Jeff's room.
"Who's there?" Nick called.
"It's me," Sebastian sighed.
"Go away," Nick replied. He was the only one home, Jeff was over at Trent and Thad's studying for a test. Unfortunately, the door wasn't locked and Sebastian came in anyway. "I said go away."
"Please can I talk to you?" Sebastian asked.
"No."
"Then I'm just going to talk and you can listen or not," Sebastian said. No reply from Nick. "I-I just want to start by saying I'm sorry. He-he was my best friend, and I never wanted to do that, not like that, I guess. I don't know what came over me. I… I was drunk, and I'm sorry." He paused, waiting for Nick to interrupt, but he didn't, so Sebastian plowed on. "I woke up this morning, I don't even recognize myself in the mirror anymore. Don't know who I am. I, uh, well. There should be more to me than sex. There has to be. I'm… I'm Sebastian Smythe. I've won awards for dancing, you know? It's crazy, I had this whole other life." He sank slowly onto the bed. Nick still refused to look at him, staring fixatedly at his textbook. "I had a mum and a dad, and a step-sister, she's only five. What kind of older brother am I? This… this is not what I want to be known for." He looked at Nick. "I've never known what you know. To be… in love with someone like that – like you are. I never will." He sniffed hard, he hadn't even noticed he was crying. "This isn't what I came in here to say. I didn't mean to turn into a puddle on your bed. Sorry, I'll just go." He stood up and was halfway to the door before Nick spoke.
"Wait," Nick said. Sebastian turned around to view him. "You are despicable, maybe the worst person I've had the misfortune to cross paths with. I don't believe your apology at all. That being said, I accept it, because I was beginning to think you didn't have any emotions at all. You keep saying you don't do them. So why did you come in here?"
"Originally, to give you this," Sebastian said, holding out the paper in his hand. "It's… well. It's your next solo." Nick took the paper from Sebastian's hand and looked at it. "You can say no, I guess, you are head of the council."
"No, I like it," Nick said, setting the sheets on his desk with a small smile. "But don't think you're charming me for a second."
"No, that part comes later," Sebastian smirked. "I mean… god damn it. Sorry." He closed his eyes and banged his head on the doorframe for good measure. "Sorry. I'm… I'm gonna work on it. I was more wondering if you wanted to go somewhere with me."
"Not particularly," Nick replied.
"To McKinley," Sebastian said. "It's their Sectionals today. Please?"
"No funny business?" Nick asked.
"Well, you're the only person I trust to slap me hard enough to keep me in line," Sebastian said. "So, no, no funny business." Nick glared at Sebastian for several seconds.
"Fine, count me in," he agreed.
"Excellent!" Sebastian said, digging his keys out of his pocket and tossing them to himself. "See you in the parking lot in ten?" Nick nodded reluctantly. "Fantastic! Allons-y! Allons-y, I like that, I should say allons-y more often. Allons-y!" He left the room. Thirty seconds later, Jeff walked in. Nick was already out of his desk chair, pulling his tie on over his head.
"Where are you going?" Jeff asked.
"Uh…" Nick began, his mind drawing a blank. "Actually, Sebastian talked me into going to Lima to see Blaine's Sectionals."
"And you didn't think to ask me?" Jeff asked.
"Nope," Nick said, sparing a kiss for Jeff's lips before running into the hall. He banged on Sebastian's door as he ran passed it for the stairs. "Allons-y!"
It was a full minute later while Jeff was still sort of staring at the doorway in disbelief when someone poked their head in: Sebastian.
"What are you waiting for? Get your blazer on, let's go!" he said. "Allons-y!" Jeff grabbed his blazer and ran out of the room after his boyfriend and Sebastian.
"So, here we are again," Sebastian said, unlocking the doors to his car as they approached it. "Three Musketeers, happy as can be."
"Uh-huh, sure," Nick said, pushing Jeff into the backseat and climbing in after him.
"Alright, then, I'm happy," Sebastian said, plopping so un-Sebastian-like into the driver's seat. "You guys are my only friends, you know?"
"We're not friends," Nick said.
"I'm… I'm kind of his friend," Jeff piped up quietly. "If I'm still allowed."
"I don't tell you who to be friends with," Nick said. "Your decision."
"Jeff, I'm sorry," Sebastian said as he backed the car out of the parking spot. "I never meant–"
"Forget it," Jeff said. "It wouldn't be the first time I've been a total idiot, so, just call it even, I guess."
"No, but you trusted me not to act without your permission and I broke that trust," Sebastian said.
"He did, you know," Nick said, attaching his lips to the side of Jeff's neck.
"Yeah, he did, but I'm over it," Jeff said.
"Well, anyway, I'm sorry," Sebastian said. "And thanks for coming with me."
"Why are we coming with you?" Nick asked as he moved from Jeff's neck to his ear.
"Probably because it would be weird if he showed up alone," Jeff said. "Kurt might strangle him."
"For the last time, I don't like Blaine!" Sebastian said. "I thought the two of you might like to see your friend, and I am scoping out our competition."
"Except you do like Blaine," Nick said, giving up on trying to keep his tongue on Jeff, as he kept having things to interject into the conversation. "I think everyone knows by now."
"Okay, I like Blaine," Sebastian admitted.
"And you've developed a scheme to get him," Nick continued.
"I have," Sebastian said.
"Even though you don't do emotions or relationships," Nick concluded.
"I could give a relationship a go if I found the right person, and I'm still not sure about the emotions, those will come later," Sebastian said.
"You've got the hots for Blaine!" Nick laughed. "Oh, this is brilliant."
"It's too bad Blaine would never go for him," Jeff replied. "Can you imagine them as a couple? With their height difference? Oh, Lord, it would be hilarious."
"Not to mention, Blaine's adorable bowties in stark contrast to Sebastian 'badboy' Smythe." They both laughed some more. "You know how we knew, right?" Nick added to Sebastian.
"How's that?"
"You don't smile," Jeff said.
"What?"
"No, you don't smile," Jeff repeated. "Not real smiles, just smirks and half smirks and that little laugh-smirk. Not even around me. You save your real smiles for Blaine."
"That's ridiculous."
"No, it isn't," Jeff said. "When you were telling me about when you took him to Scandals and you made up a Warbler dance with him, there was one of those stupid smiles I usually only see on Nicky."
"What kind of smile is that?" Sebastian asked.
"The I'm-gonna-marry-that-guy-someday smile," Jeff said.
"You're ridiculous," Sebastian said.
"You're in love," Jeff concluded.
"I am not, shut up," Sebastian said, a smile creeping onto his face.
"Oh, yes you are," Jeff teased. "Big, bad, heartless Sebastian Smythe is in love with the most adorable teddy bear of a guy on the planet. You've got it so bad."
"I'm beginning to regret bringing you two with me," Sebastian said. "I won't have another word of this nonsense." Nick and Jeff continued to relentlessly tease Sebastian all the way into April Rhodes Auditorium and their seats in the second row.
"How did you get seats this good?" Jeff asked.
"How did you even know we'd agree to come?" Nick asked.
"Well, I originally had four seats, but Trent didn't want to come," Sebastian said. "Something about a French test… Stupid. I could teach him more about French in one day than he'd ever learn at Dalton in a million years."
"Maybe he doesn't want to hang out with you," Nick said. "I understand the feeling."
"Nah, Trent and I are cool," Sebastian said. "I fixed him up with a guy. I think they're still together."
"You fixed him up with a guy before or after you put him through your own personal brand of hell?" Nick asked.
"Excuse me, it wasn't like that, not with him," Sebastian said. "Forget it. We are obviously never going to be friends."
"Clearly," Nick replied.
"I wish they'd assign the theme for Regionals already, I'm bored with nothing to do," Sebastian said.
"They haven't even finished cycling through Sectionals yet," Jeff said. "Give it a couple weeks. Pick out some stuff to do for fun."
"I did," Sebastian said. "I downloaded the music for the Britney Spears megamix. Personal favor to Nick." He nudged Nick with his shoulder. "He's totally psyched about it."
"I am not. I may have shown a little excitement…" Nick said.
"No, he was totally psyched," Sebastian said.
"It sounds like him," Jeff said. "Any chance to do Britney, right?" Nick blushed. "Oh, come on, you know you love her." The lights in the auditorium got low and a train whistle blew.
"Evita!" Sebastian squeaked.
"What?" Nick asked.
"Oh, do keep up with your stereotypes, would you?" Sebastian half-demanded. "Trent would have loved this!"
Stand back, Buenos Aires!
"You too?" Nick whispered to Jeff, seeing him mouthing the lyrics as well.
"Possibly," Jeff smirked. "You've got your Britney, I've got my showtunes."
Rio de la Plata, Florida, Corrientes, Nueve de Julio
All I want to know…
Just a little touch of Star Quality!
"Oh, that was good!" Sebastian exclaimed. "We should get out more. This is fun."
"I always wished Dalton had a theatre program, you know?" Jeff said. "It would be sort of weird with all guys, but we could do joint with Crawford."
"Oh, don't I wish," Sebastian said.
"I remembered why I don't like going around with the two of you," Nick said. "Such a third wheel."
"Just remember I'm going home with you," Jeff said, planting a wet kiss on Nick's cheek.
From McKinley High in Lima, Ohio, the Troubletones!
"McKinley gets two choirs? There's something you don't see every day," Sebastian laughed.
"Sorta flashy, aren't they?" Jeff asked. "Are they trying to win using their girl parts?"
"Wouldn't work on me," Sebastian replied.
"Me neither," Jeff snorted. "Nicky?"
"Never," Nick replied. "Stereotypes or not, this is only for you, baby."
I will survive…
"Okay, why did they all fall down there at the end? That's just… look, you can see up their skirts!" Jeff said.
"Choreographical nonsense," Sebastian snipped. "Blaine's up next, then."
"Yep, right after intermission," Nick said.
"In that case, I'll use this time to get to know you better," Sebastian said. "Favorite TV show?"
"Doctor Who," Nick replied promptly. Jeff laughed.
"Favorite color?"
"Blue."
"Favorite food?"
"Ice cream."
"Vanilla or chocolate?"
"Chocolate."
"One other person besides Jeff you'd willingly have sex with?"
"Captain Jack Harkness." Jeff laughed harder.
"Who the – No, never mind," Sebastian said. Jeff was nearly in tears, laughing so hard. "Favorite type of music?"
"Rock, pop, country," Nick said. "Anything really."
"Favorite artist? Pick one," Sebastian instructed.
"… Michael Jackson," Nick decided.
"Kirk or Picard?"
"Kirk."
"Favorite book?"
"Harry Potter. Are there any other books?"
"I don't really think so," Sebastian replied. "Which one?"
"Goblet of Fire." Jeff snorted again, gasping for breath. "Favorite movie too."
"I'll never know why Jeff's laughing, will I?" Sebastian asked. Nick shook his head. "Alright then… what else is there? Favorite… place to have sex that's not a bed."
"Uh… the bare bit of wall next to the bathroom door," Nick said. "God, did I just say that out loud?"
"Yup," Jeff said.
"Something I think all three of us have in common," Sebastian smirked. "Greatest love song ever?"
"Baby Got Back," Nick said. That finally made Sebastian burst out laughing.
"Seriously?" he asked. Nick shook his head again, this time laughing as well.
"Intermission's over, shh," he said, choking on his own laughter.
Also from McKinley High, the New Directions!
You went to school to learn, girl
Things you never, never knew before
Like I before E except after C
And why two plus two makes four
"Oh my God," Nick whispered. "I had no idea, I swear."
"You and Blaine always have been a little telepathic," Jeff whispered back.
"Telepathic?" Sebastian asked. "Don't tempt me."
"He doesn't like you," Nick hissed.
"I didn't need to know," Sebastian retorted, standing from his seat to clap the beat, smiling even despite what Nick had said, almost like he hadn't heard or was choosing not to listen.
"See what I mean?" Jeff whispered in Nick's ear as they stood up as well. "He's got it bad."
"Well it's not happening," Nick whispered back.
"Says you," Sebastian said. Nick refused to talk during the rest of the number, just watching Blaine and the New Directions. They were good. Blaine was excellent. At the end of Control, Nick finally had one more comment:
"I think I lied, I would totally do him," Nick said. "Hard and good, any way, any time, anywhere." Jeff cracked up again. "And I totally didn't mean to say all of that out loud, it just kind of came out."
"I'm telling him you said that," Jeff said, almost breaking under the strain of trying not to burst out laughing.
"Don't think I didn't hear that either," Sebastian commented from Nick's left, also silently laughing.
"Everyone's entitled to their fantasies, Sebastian," Nick snipped. "It's not like I would act on them even if the opportunity presented itself."
"Just to clarify, you were talking about Blaine, right, not that blond one with the magic sex dance?" Jeff asked.
"No, you're the only blond in my life," Nick said, kissing Jeff quickly.
"Had to check," Jeff shrugged. "Cuz I can do my own magic sex dance if you want."
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways
No message could have been any clearer
"It's good advice, you know," Nick muttered to Sebastian, low enough so Jeff couldn't hear.
"I know, but it won't even matter," Sebastian replied just as quietly. "Isn't that what it is, wanting him to be happy, no matter what it does to me?"
"Oh, my God, you are in love with him." Sebastian didn't reply to that.
After the award ceremony, the three Warblers caught up with Blaine, somehow sans Kurt.
"You guys came!" Blaine exclaimed, giving Nick a hug. "What did you think?"
"Legendary," Sebastian said, smiling.
"I think Nicky fell in love with you there for a minute," Jeff teased.
"Oh, I could tell," Blaine laughed.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm in love with Blaine, ha ha," Nick said, sarcastically. "I don't think Kurt would give him up, though, so I'll stick with Jeff." Jeff put his arm around Nick.
"Yeah…" Blaine sighed. "Kurt and I are strong as ever. It's just so good to see you guys! Well, the two of you." He directed at Nick and Jeff. "I think Sebastian lives at the Lima Bean. See him just about every other day."
"What can I say? Good coffee," Sebastian shrugged.
"I have to get going, Mr. Schue wants us all in the choir room, sorry," Blaine said. "Really good to see you, I'll visit soon!" Then he'd run off.
They were back in the car before Nick said what he'd been thinking.
"You think the coffee at the Lima Bean is awful," Nick said.
"So I do," Sebastian remarked. "What are you going to do about it?"
"Nothing," Nick said. "Yet."
"Blaine wouldn't believe you if you told him," Sebastian said. "That's the brilliant thing about his adorable boyish obliviousness. He'd just laugh and blush and deny it."
"Sort of the exact same thing you're doing?" Nick asked.
"Not at all," Sebastian said. "Because I'm Sebastian Smythe, Captain of the Warblers, and I don't do emotions."
"Sure you are," Nick replied, rolling his eyes.
"What are you two doing for Christmas?" Sebastian asked, changing the subject.
A/N: Wheee-ooooo! Until we meet again... Allons-y! PS, if you're reading this, I'd love a review. (:
Samantha.