A/N: Look, Huntbastian, Look, Niff, Look, Seblaine, Look, Look, Look, BLAINE IS BACK BITCHES! Watch tha fuck out! Warnings for hilarious jokes and extreme cuteness. And mental images of Riker's hips. Just because you should always be thinking about Riker's hips. Or that one time he licked his bass during Pour Some Sugar On Me.
Chapter Twenty-One:
"A third bed had been added since the last time Blaine had been in the room. As Hunter collapsed on his bed, Blaine realized with a jolt that he and Sebastian had had sex on Hunter's bed. Blaine couldn't stop himself from blushing. Sebastian noticed the red growing and couldn't stop a grin from growing on his own face. Hunter threw the both of them a dirty look. Sebastian laughed."
"Sebastian!" Jeff announced, accosting him the second he stepped out of his dorm room Monday morning, and trying to make it look like he hadn't been waiting there for twenty minutes.
"Hello," Sebastian said, a big smile on his face. "What's up, J-man?"
"It's zero day," Jeff said. "Blaine's transferring. How do you feel about that?"
"I don't know, y'know?" Sebastian said, shrugging. "It's fine. I mean, it's good for the Warblers. I know we're going to make it to Nationals."
"Are you still with me and Nick?" Jeff asked. Sebastian stared at him.
"Why wouldn't I be?" he asked. Jeff jerked his head towards the door of Sebastian and Hunter's room. "I don't like Hunter, okay?"
"If you say so," Jeff said, folding his arms.
"He stole my position as Captain, swept the Warblers right out from under me, ruined any chance I ever had at getting Blaine," Sebastian listed. "I don't want to like him. He's everything I used to be and so much worse."
"But you do," Jeff concluded.
"A little bit," Sebastian sighed. "Regardless, Blaine is coming back tonight, and we are going to be back on top. Now, let's forget this Hunter business and talk about the song we're doing for Blaine's first practice back…"
Hunter looked at his watch, then at the clock on the wall of the dining hall, then back at his watch, then looked at Sebastian and sighed.
"What?" Sebastian asked.
"Blaine will be here at six," Hunter said.
"And since it's lunchtime, most people would think you would eat," Sebastian said.
"I can't decide whether to have practice right after last period or to hold off until Blaine gets here," Hunter said.
"Well, if we waited until he got here we could watch a movie after last period," Sebastian said.
"Like what, the Lion King?" Hunter asked. Sebastian frowned. "Or the Little Mermaid."
"I don't even want to talk to you," Sebastian said, folding his arms. Hunter laughed.
"Bas, I'm kidding."
"You better be," Sebastian said. They resumed eating their meal.
"Under da sea, under da sea…" Hunter sang quietly.
"Oh my God, I hate you," Sebastian said, standing up angrily and storming across the dining hall. Down the table, Jeff was barely containing his giggles.
Sebastian stormed all the way to the office.
"Ah, Mr. Smythe, how may I not be of service today?" the secretary asked him.
"Funny," Sebastian said sarcastically. "Blaine Anderson is transferring back here this afternoon, and I just wanted to make sure he feels at home here again. I'm sure public school was more than traumatizing for him."
"I'm sure it was," the secretary agreed, "what with you bullying him and such."
"Right," Sebastian sneered. "This is what's going to happen. Blaine is transferring back, and he'd feel the most at home in his old dorm room, so I just wanted to make it perfectly clear that Hunter and I are absolutely more than willing to share." The secretary stared at him. "It's a Warbler thing, actually, you know," Sebastian began lying. The secretary looked at him a little more skeptically. "It's in the Warbler's handbook, you can read all about it if you want." The secretary's eyes flicked to the enormous dusty book on her shelf, then back to Sebastian. "I know you'll do the right thing." Sebastian left the office.
"Are you still mad at me?" Hunter asked Sebastian. Sebastian didn't respond. "I love the Lion King, I swear." Nothing. "I did Can You Feel The Love Tonight as a ballad at a talent show in the fourth grade." Sebastian tried really hard not to crack up. "I got an honorable mention."
"Okay, I'm not mad," Sebastian finally conceded.
"Good," Hunter said, "because I found this gif and I thought of you." He turned his laptop around to show Sebastian a large moving picture of Timon dressed in drag, doing the hula.
"I really, really hate you," Sebastian muttered.
"Nah, you don't," Hunter said lightly. "And I'm done now. I promise."
"Good, let's talk about something else," Sebastian said.
"Did you have a topic in mind?" Hunter asked.
"What is going to happen between us when Blaine gets here?" Sebastian asked.
"I don't know," Hunter said. "Like I said, I've only met him once. I don't see why our friendship should change."
"Well, if the new furniture is any indication, he's going to be living with us," Sebastian said. "If we're going to keep doing this, we'd have to tell him, and if we're not, then we should figure it out."
"I thought you wanted Blaine," Hunter said.
"I did. I – I do. I don't know," Sebastian whined. Mr. Puss jumped lightly into Sebastian's lap and Sebastian automatically started petting him. "Maybe I never wanted Blaine at all. Maybe I just wanted what he had with Kurt."
"Sebastian, focus," Hunter said. "When you were with Blaine, how did it feel?"
"Good."
"How did you feel, I mean."
"Guilty."
"Why?"
"Because it wasn't what he wanted," Sebastian said.
"What makes you think that? Did he tell you to stop?"
"No, he told me to keep going. I wouldn't ever – Sexual assault is – I couldn't–" Sebastian stuttered. "Of course he didn't tell me to stop, I would have stopped!"
"Is that what happened to you?" Hunter asked very quietly. "That day when nothing was your choice?"
"No," Sebastian mumbled. "We're not talking about that. You have no right to just assume you know what's happened in my life."
"I'm sorry," Hunter said at once. "That was out of line. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to–" but Sebastian was gone.
Sebastian went outside to smoke a cigarette or two before Blaine got here, which was about 15 minutes away. He breathed out heavily, the smoke escaping his lungs in a way that just looked like lung cancer. An exaggerated cough came from behind him as he leaned against his car. He looked around. Jeff, of course.
"Hey," Sebastian said.
"Hey," Jeff replied. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, Hunter apparently discovered the Lion King today," Sebastian sighed.
"You love the Lion King," Jeff pointed out.
"He doesn't have to know that," Sebastian replied. Jeff laughed. "It's getting cold out, what are you doing out here?"
"Waiting with you," Jeff said. "The guys don't believe Blaine's coming back."
"Make some money off it," Sebastian suggested. "He'll be here soon. You should wait in the library."
"What, so you can mess yourself up even more?" Jeff asked. "Not a chance. I thought we were still best friends."
"We are," Sebastian agreed. "No matter what anyone thinks."
"I-I thought it would be really hard to be friends again after-after what happened," Jeff stuttered. "I didn't think Nick would want us to be fraternizing anymore, and I-I-I… I was so scared I would lose him. I can't imagine what Blaine's going through right now."
"I don't know," Sebastian said. "It's all mostly rumors, but they did break up. I sort of saw them together after the Grease thing. It was … I could've handled it better. I could've handled my whole life better." He made a noise somewhere between a sigh and a groan. "So much shit I've fucked up, man."
"Yeah, but focus on the positive, Bas," Jeff said. "Blaine's coming back, and he is going to be stellar."
"How do you know?"
"Because he's Blaine," Jeff said simply. "Are you sure that's the song you want to do tonight?"
"Yeah, totally," Sebastian said. "It's my favorite."
"Well, alright," Jeff said.
"We should make a thing of doing a song together once a week," Sebastian suggested. "You and me, cuz we are best friends. Yes?"
"Sure," Jeff agreed. "But you can have more than one best friend, right?"
"I suppose," Sebastian said. "I have you and Hunter."
"Well, I have Nicky and you," Jeff said. "I should – I should get inside, I guess. Blaine will be here soon, won't he?"
"Yeah, he will," Sebastian said. "Do you trust me to do the right thing?"
"Yes," Jeff said. "Because you're capable of change. Don't let anyone tell you different."
"Thanks." Jeff scampered off towards the senior commons. Sebastian took another long drag from his white death stick before he spotted the green Subaru that belonged to Blaine pulling into the parking lot. The backseat and hatchback appeared to be filled with boxes. The car pulled into the empty parking spot next to Sebastian's BMW. Blaine was looking especially dapper today. He was wearing Dalton-issue uniform pants, but underneath his blazer was a checkered button-up, a grey and red sweater vest, and a bowtie, red and navy striped, like a Dalton tie.
"Sebastian," Blaine sighed, getting out of his car.
"I'm usually the last person to say this, but oh, what the hell are you wearing?" Sebastian asked.
"It's Monday…" Blaine said. "On Monday, we wear sweater vests." He looked Sebastian up and down. "You can't sit with us," he decided, before starting to walk toward the senior commons. Sebastian quickly put out his cigarette and followed.
"Anyway, welcome back," Sebastian said. "I took the liberty of picking up your welcome packet. So late in the semester, they had to triple your dorm up… Hunter and I were only too willing to volunteer."
"Great," Blaine said sarcastically. "I thought Hunter said he wasn't even remotely bicurious."
"Oh, he's not," Sebastian said. "Well, he wasn't…" He couldn't stop himself from grinning.
"I don't even want to know what's the matter with you," Blaine replied.
"You look good in that blazer," Sebastian said in a desperate attempt to change the subject before he said too much and Hunter murdered him. "Super hot."
"If you thought I was interested in you, you would be very wrong," Blaine shot back. If anyone else was around they would have shouted "Burn!" but no one was. Sebastian mimed putting out a flame in midair and hissed quietly, then quickly recovered.
"If the walls in my – excuse me, our room could talk, I'm sure they would disagree," Sebastian said, smirking.
"I came here because I was upset and it felt like Kurt was moving on with his life and I wasn't a part of it. And I got to thinking that maybe Kurt and I weren't meant for each other. That we weren't supposed to spend the rest of our lives together," Blaine said. "But the horrible thing is, right after we did it, I knew that we were."
"Then why are you here?" Sebastian asked.
"For the 12 other members of the Warblers that I do like, that I abandoned to your mercy last year," Blaine spat. Ouch, personal attacks. Sebastian knew he could probably explain but Blaine obviously didn't want to hear it. They rounded the corner into the library where the council was already convened. "Hello! I'm Blaine Anderson, and with all due respect, I'd like to petition the council's decision of the Warblers Captain." Sebastian took his seat between Nick and Hunter, and picked up the gavel.
"All Warblers opposed?" Sebastian asked lazily. Hunter began raising his hand, but put it back down when he saw no one else was going to raise theirs. "Motion passed. Warbler Anderson, you have the floor."
"Fellow Warblers," Blaine addressed them, "I have a grandiose apology to make about last season, and this government you've all been subjected to." He gestured to Sebastian and Hunter.
"Permission to speak, if I may?" Trent asked. Blaine nodded. "We understand why you left. Kurt was one of us, you went to be with him."
"Yes, and while that was true, Kurt and I are no longer together," Blaine said, with another pointed look towards Sebastian and Hunter. A loud collective "aww" came from the Warblers at large. "Yes, yes, but I'm back and I'm focused, and I'm here to win."
"Agreed," Hunter said. "Just to catch you up, we've already chosen two numbers for Sectionals: Whistle by Flo Rida, and Live While We're Young by One Direction."
"I request that all numbers be kept classy," Blaine said. "We have a Warbler legacy to live up to."
"I couldn't agree with you more, Blaine," Hunter said.
"How can you possibly keep a song about blowjobs classy?" Thad laughed.
"Well…" Sebastian began. "It may not be classy, but you know we're all gonna like it." Hunter blushed a little, but plowed on.
"You can class up an unclassy song with a classy dance," Hunter said. "To wit – Today's rehearsal. Blaine, watch carefully when we're running it–"
"Nuh-huh," Sebastian said. "Warm-ups first." Hunter sighed.
"Fine, fine," Hunter said. "Go on, then."
"Jeff, you ready?" Sebastian asked. Jeff nodded. "Hit it, Beats." Sebastian started singing his heart out.
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of the change I spent on you
Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
I know it's hard to remember the people we used to be
It's even harder to picture that you're not here next to me
You say it's too late to make it, but is it too late to try?
And in that time that you wasted, all of our bridges burned down
I've wasted my nights, you turned out the lights
Now I'm paralyzed still stuck in that time
When we called it love but even the sun sets in paradise
Jeff joined Sebastian for the chorus, dancing around the room together as the Warblers happily warbled in the background.
I'm at a payphone trying to call home
All of the change I spent on you
Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
Sebastian sang the next verse, and he seemed to be singing to Hunter and Blaine and no one at the same time. Blaine got Jeff's attention somehow and managed to get a signal to him that he wanted to join. Jeff nodded happily as Sebastian finished the second chorus.
Now I'm at a payphone
Blaine started rapping and the Warblers cheered. Blaine's guilty pleasure of rapping was one of their favorites. Most of the lyrics I can't decipher and I'm too lazy to look them up because guess what, I don't have the internet, so just listen to the song, okay?
Man, fuck that shit.
Switch the number to my phone so you never can call it
Now it's me who they want so you can go and take that little piece of shit with you
Sebastian laughed, watching Blaine rap, but picked up the chorus in time to the music
If happy ever after did exist
I wish to be holding you like this
All those fairytales are full of shit
One more fucking love song, I'll be sick
Now I'm at a payphone
"Okay, there are fifteen people in this room, and at least thirteen of you knew he could do that, and no one told me?" Sebastian asked, reaching out to give Blaine a high-five.
"It was on the DVD," Jeff shrugged innocently. "Not my fault you never finished watching it."
"I was a little preoccupied," Sebastian snarked.
"Not my fault," Jeff repeated innocently.
"Can we move on to practice for Sectionals now?" Hunter asked with a sigh.
"Yes, please," Nick added.
"Yeah, alright," Sebastian said. "Where were we?"
"The bridge of Live While We're Young," Jeff said.
"Yes, right," Sebastian said. "I have this vision, where the seven best dancers break away from the other eight, it'll be really pretty awesome."
"Can I see what you've got so far?" Blaine asked, taking a seat on the council's table.
"In a second," Jeff snapped. "Seven of us. Bas and I are in, obviously. Thad, I think."
"Me," Blaine said, raising his hand. Jeff cracked up.
"You're cute, now shush, grown-ups are talking," he said. "You, you, you, and… you."
"Seven," Sebastian agreed. "Perfect."
"I'm not a child," Blaine said, crossing his arms.
"Of course you're not," Sebastian said. "Let's show him what we have already. Beats?"
Beats hit it, which seems to be the only thing he does besides that one time they went to Chicago where he said things and you found out he had a boyfriend and he looked mighty fine in my imagination because I generally assume he's fantastic looking and also remember when we saw his booty on TV? The Warblers showed off some bumbling beginner choreography for Whistle, and Sebastian shared his idea for jumping leapfrog in Live While We're Young, then began work teaching the dance for the dancers they'd just picked out, which Blaine learned with perfect accuracy faster than anyone else. Jeff and Sebastian exchanged muted words, and agreed Blaine could take the place of one of the Warblers not getting it (who was relieved to sit down again).
"Alright, take five minutes guys, really great work so far," Sebastian called. The Warblers dispersed and Sebastian hopped up on the Council's table, patting the spot next to him for Blaine to join, which Blaine did. "How's life, Blaine?"
"Fine thanks," Blaine said.
"Nah," Sebastian said. "You're definitely not fine, and you will probably never talk about it with me, but Nick and Jeff are pretty good to talk to, or Trent's got a sturdy shoulder to cry on too." He smiled at Blaine. "They love you here."
"Yeah, I know," Blaine said. "I'm not – I'm not really angry with you. I was there too, I could have stopped it, but who are we kidding? That's exactly what I came here for." Blaine gave a wry smile. "Maybe we'll get really lucky and it will all be for the best. A little time apart could do Kurt and I some good, and I'm getting a fresh start here at Dalton."
"I think the whole legacy thing gives you a little leg-up," Sebastian said.
"Just a little," Blaine said. "At least I can live up to it."
"Yes you can," Sebastian said, another smile crossing his face. "When they first started babbling about you, I thought it was all talk, but as it turns out–"
"Yeah, I can live up to my own hype," Blaine finished. "I'm well aware, Sebastian, thank you."
"Just saying," Sebastian smiled. "I bet you have a bunch of great ideas for the Warblers."
"I will," Blaine said. "I just… I feel like I'm in a funk, y'kno? Don't even know if I have what it takes to be the Captain right now."
"If you step down, the Captain defaults to the Head of the Council," Sebastian said. "Why, that's me!"
"Yeah, which is why I'm going to get in the swing of things. You can lead dance rehearsals, but I want all the big decisions," Blaine said. Sebastian contemplated telling him about the secret underground Niffbastian meetings, but just got up instead, calling the group to order again.
After rehearsal, Jeff was still pumped, humming the tune of Live While We're Young as he and Nick walked back to their room, and rehearsing the dance.
"Baby," Nick said.
"Yeah?" Jeff asked, looking up as if he hadn't just walked all the way across campus next to his boyfriend.
"What are we going to do about Blaine?" Nick asked.
"I think he can take care of himself," Jeff shrugged. "I mean, obviously keeping him away from Sebastian would be step one, but he seems sane enough to do that on his own now. I think there's a bigger question here."
"And that is?"
"What are we going to do with the rest of the night?" Jeff asked, flopping down on their bed.
"Watch a movie?" Nick suggested, moving to the DVD rack and sorting through them all.
"Anything but the Lion King," Jeff said.
"Aw, come on, I was thinking the Lion King!" Nick exclaimed. "How about Mulan, then?"
"Sure," Jeff agreed.
They were soon yelling all the words to each other, because they are adorable nerds.
"Alright, that's it. Dishonour! Dishonour on your whole family! Make a note of this! Dishonour on you! Dishonour on your cow!" Nick yelled.
"STAHP!" came the yell from next door and Nick and Jeff both jumped, since that was the next line.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just nervous, I've never done this before," Mulan continued on the TV. Nick and Jeff looked at each other, imagining the words to have come from Hunter and Sebastian's room and they both started cracking up.
On the other side of the wall, Hunter and Sebastian were arguing about how much space Blaine was going to have, and what this all meant now that the three of them were living together, and 'yes I do know you two had sex on MY BED, Sebastian, and I'll make you pay for that'…
"STAHP!" Blaine yelled. "Good God, is it too late to decide to stay at McKinley?"
"Definitely yes," Sebastian and Hunter said at the same time.
"I don't want to hear you two fighting all the time," Blaine said. "I mean it. Can't you two work out your problems and get along?" Sebastian and Hunter looked at each other.
"If you insist," Sebastian finally said, folding his hands sarcastically into his lap and pouting at Hunter. "Hunter, dear, can we get breakfast together again tomorrow?"
"What did I say about calling me 'dear'?" Hunter asked.
"Do it?" Sebastian grinned. Hunter fumed. "He's so touchy, it's fun, try it." Blaine chuckled.
"No thanks," Blaine said. "Let's just… I don't know. I'm trying to unpack."
"I'll sing for you," Sebastian said.
"Oh, good gravy, here we go," Hunter said, rolling his eyes. Sebastian scrolled through the music on Hunter's open laptop, before picking the correct one.
"Nick, Jeff, you wanna back me up here?!" Sebastian yelled, then pressed play, cranking the volume as loud as it would go. Jeff was poking his head into the room before the lyrics even started. Sebastian spun around, taking Jeff's hand. Nick showed up seconds later with Trent, and they began dancing in the hall outside the room with the door wide open, since there was no room in the actual room to dance anymore.
Rule number one, is that you gotta have fun
But baby when you're done, you gotta be the first to run
Rule number two, just don't get attached to
Somebody you could lose, so le-let me tell you
Rule number three, wear your heart on your cheek
But never on your sleeve, unless you want to taste defeat
Rule number four, gotta be looking pure
Kiss him goodbye at the door and leave him wanting more
This is how to be a heartbreaker
Boys they like a little danger
We'll get em falling for a stranger, a player
Saying I la-la-love you
At least I think I do…
Sebastian laughed as he finished, winking and leaving the area with Nick, Jeff, and Trent, taking the party to Trent and Thad's room.
"At least you think you do?" Nick asked as Sebastian laid himself, carefree, on Trent's bed.
"My theme song," Sebastian laughed. "I'm a heartbreaker. Like you don't know."
"At least you think you do?" Nick repeated. "This is about Blaine now, and I'm not comfortable with you flaunting yourself so obviously in front of him."
"Blaine's totally oblivious, he probably just thought it was a great performance," Trent said, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, but you never know, one of these days he might just realize," Nick said.
"Gave up on that road a long time ago," Trent said. Everyone turned to stare at him. "Oh, please, like you didn't know."
"Okay, I'm just going to announce my presence up here, and say that I am the king of all the bets," Thad said from his bunk bed on top of Trent's low one.
"Hi Thad," Nick and Jeff said at the same time.
"Like you didn't already know," Trent sighed again in Thad's direction.
"I'm just saying, if you think you're gonna get at Blaine again, you're gonna have to get through me," Nick said.
"And me," Jeff added.
"Me too," Trent said, snapping his fingers like the sassy Warbler he was.
"Not really sure what's going on but I agree with them," Thad added.
"Go to sleep, Thad," Jeff said.
"Okay," Thad agreed, putting his head back on his pillow.
"I don't even know what I want regarding Blaine," Sebastian said. "You guys don't have to team up on me, and how did you even find out?" Nick and Trent pointed at Jeff.
"I tell people secrets, it makes them like me," Jeff said, making an apologetic half-shrug.
"They liked you anyway," Sebastian said.
"It was also pretty obvious from all that 'I can't believe I did that to Blaine' crying you did after the slushee incident," Trent sassed.
"Hey!" Sebastian interjected. "That was between us."
"Let's just put it this way, the Warblers ain't got no secrets from Niff and Trent," Nick said.
"Blaine is pretty, but–" Sebastian began his catchphrase.
"No, you do do emotions, Sebastian," Trent said. "I've seen you do emotions."
"You told me a month ago you're in love with him, not that we didn't already guess," Jeff said.
"That was a month ago," Sebastian protested.
"Yeah, and since then you've decided Hunter's a better challenge, just because Blaine bent over and took it the first time you asked?" Nick shot at him.
"Hunter is not a challenge," Sebastian said. "He might be the only guy in this school that still wants me."
"I find that hard to believe," Jeff said.
"Look, what Hunter and I are doing is none of your business," Sebastian said.
"Hunter and you? Oh, this is gold," Thad said. "King of the lab!"
"Go to sleep, Thad," Jeff said again.
"Right," Thad agreed. "Sleeping."
"Is he going to tell people about that, because I'd really rather not be dead when I wake up tomorrow," Sebastian sighed.
"Maybe if you tell us what happened," Jeff said.
"We kissed," Sebastian said. "A lot. And we went to church together, and we talked about Blaine, and we kissed some more, really it was nothing."
"For Hunter, that's practically a relationship," Jeff said. "He's kind of a prude. He kicks me and Nicky out of the practice room when we're making out sometimes cuz we're 'distracting'."
"Why do you make out in the practice room if you live together?" Trent asked.
"We're exhibitionists," Jeff said, as if it was obvious.
"Okay, that's enough out of my wonderful unfiltered other half," Nick said, reaching out to put his arm around Jeff's shoulders, then remembering that was an awkward position, since Nick was practically a midget compared to Jeff. "And let me tell you something else, actually, while we're on the subject, the height difference between you and Blaine is preposterous."
"It's not my fault he's a hobbit," Sebastian frowned.
"No, you're a freak," Nick said. "You're a freak, you're a freak, and I have to look up when I talk to you, you're a freak."
"I know you look up to me, and someday I hope you can be as good a performer as I am," Sebastian said.
"Okay, out," Trent said. "This is my room, get out. All three of you."
"Fine," Sebastian grumbled, stomping into the hallway.
"You're a freak," Nick muttered as he and Jeff passed Sebastian by.
"Your face," Sebastian muttered, wandering back to his own room. He plopped on his bed when he got there. Blaine was already up top in his bed, reading a magazine and stroking Mr. Puss (even though he's a dog person). Hunter looked at Sebastian questioningly. "You guys don't think I'm a freak for being so tall, do you?"
"No," Hunter shrugged. "Why, are you taller than me?"
"Yeah," Sebastian said. "I'm taller than everyone. I'm a freak."
"You're a freak," Blaine agreed.
"You're not a freak," Hunter disagreed quietly. Sebastian smiled at him and discreetly blew him a kiss. Hunter smiled and caught it. Blaine, engaged in his magazine, didn't notice.
A/N: I actually do get a lot of my inspiration from quotes made by the actors. I happened across an old tweet of Grant's in which he called himself a freak for being so much taller than Darren.
Also I love Sebastian being adorable and cute, oh and IS THERE NOT ENOUGH NIFF FOR YOU? JUST WAIT TIL NEXT CHAPTER, HO!
Next time: Riker's hips, The Gay Men of Dalton Academy Club, Niff exhibitionism, Riker's hips, incredibly adorbs domestic!Huntbastian, Riker's hips, and... Riker's hips.
Remember when Riker licked his bass?
Yeah.
Can we talk more about Riker's hips? And tongue?
Right.
Until next time, why don't you leave me a review, and I'll reply to it and we can get into a friendly chat about Riker.
Because he's definitely the cute one, amirite?
Samantha.