The Reason Chapter 43, a glee fanfic

Chapter 43: Assimilation

"Wh-what're you doing here?" In an instant, one hundred and one things popped into my head. Do I let him in? What is he here for? What would Sebastian want me to do?

"I'm looking for Sebastian. I'm assuming he's here with you." He said bringing down his hand that was still waiting for me to shake it. I would simply tell him he wasn't here. If Mr. Smythe tried to come in, I could call the cops right?

"Blaine? What are you doing?" I turned my head towards the living room where Sebastian had just called me from, knowing that without a doubt Mr. Smythe knew that he was here. Crap.

"I guess no one brought in the mail. I'm going to run to the mailbox really quick. Be right back."

"Want me to go get it?" Sebastian called back.

"No, no! It's fine." Without letting Sebastian answer, I closed the door behind me. I wasn't sure what I was going to say, but I knew that Sebastian needed more time. "Mr. Smythe I'm going to have to ask you to leave. Seba-"

"Blaine." The way he said my name instantly made me stop talking. Something about the way he spoke made it seem as if he had some unquestionable authority. To think that Sebastian was raised by this man. "Sebastian is my son. I just want to speak with him."

"Do you have any idea what he's been through because of you? Your son was in the hospital after you almost killed him." I shook my head; just the thought of the past few weeks was enough to completely change my mood. "I don't think he's ready to see you."

"Don't you think that's his choice to make?"

"Yes. So if he's angry with me when I tell him you were here, then fine. But I think it's best. Just give him this, Mr. Smythe, please? Don't take away from him the little sanity he has left… He doesn't show it," I said, shrugging and trying hard not to show how upset this made me. "But I know he's torn apart. He wakes up screaming and I pretend it doesn't wake me because I know he'd just be upset over waking me up. He's caring, and he has a lot of love to give…enough to love you even after everything you've done to him."

"All I'm asking is that you let me speak to him. If he doesn't want to, I'll leave."

Before I could speak, I realized the door was opening behind me. "Blaine, did you get lost or something?" I should have known that Sebastian would eventually look for me; I just hadn't realized how long I had been outside. I turned around quickly enough to see Sebastian's smile fade away. Even the light in his eyes seemed to disappear. Sebastian stood frozen at his door, his lips slightly parted but no words coming out. When reality hit him, he took a few steps back, almost tripping over his own feet.

"Sebastian." I said walking closer to him. "Mr. Smythe, please leave."

"Why are you here…" Sebastian said in almost a whisper. "Was leaving me for dead not enough?" Suddenly, Sebastian completely changed. He was angry. He was cold. He was hurt.

"Son, I-" Mr. Smythe said as he walked inside and extended his arm. Sebastian noticeably winced when his father placed his hand on the side of his face. Mr. Smythe looked uncomfortable holding Sebastian's face in his hand; had he never demonstrated any sort of love to his own son? "I…I'm so sorry Sebastian." Something about me wanted to believe that Mr. Smythe was being sincere, but I couldn't shake the feeling that this was all an act. Sebastian looked shocked, his eyes turning red. "I know what I did was wrong, and I am so sorry for that. I'll make it up to you, I promise." Mr. Smythe placed his hand on Sebastian's shoulder.

"Seb, I'm going upstairs to let you two talk." I said nervously turning around, only to be stopped by Sebastian. I turned around to look at him, but from his look alone I knew that he didn't want me to leave. I half-smiled at him before taking his hand again.

"Do you mean it?" Sebastian asked, still not willing to look at his father. "I need to know why you did it."

"I'll explain everything on our way home." Sebastian's head snapped up from where he was looking to look at his father. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Did Mr. Smythe really believe that everything was solved and Sebastian would return home?

"I'm not leaving with you." Sebastian said letting go of my hand and walking over to the door. "I have a home now. You should leave before Blaine's parents come back." He took a deep breath, as if mustering up the courage to open the door.

"What? You live with your boyfriend?" And suddenly, the old Mr. Smythe was back. The word boyfriend was covered with disgust. "Get your things Sebastian. Maria is already cleaning your room for you."

"I have an apartment. And yes, I often stay with my boyfriend. His family loves me. I feel safe here."

"And what, you don't feel safe at your own house? Sebastian you are a Smythe and will live with your father. It's not up for discussion. You'll get over what happ-"

"I hate you." Sebastian said gritting his teeth. Sebastian was gripping the doorknob so tight his knuckles were turning white.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Smythe said with a look of disbelief. "You ungrateful child. You'd be nothing without me. Why don't you just tell me exactly what it is you want to say?"

"I'm not doing this in front of Blaine. He doesn't need to see this. I'm going to tell you again father, please leave." Sebastian opened the door and stepped aside expecting his father to actually leave.

"Get your things Sebastian, I've already told you once."

"Why did you actually come here?" He yelled, turning around to glare to his father. His composure was completely broken. I felt helpless, but what was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to do to calm Sebastian down? What could I do to stop the tears that he was trying so hard to fight back? "Is this so it doesn't make you look bad? What did you even do to make someone hate me enough to make a video outing me to the entire public?"

"You know how the industry is Sebastian. Sometimes people play dirty."

"I'm nothing but a tool to you. I imagine the only reason you came here was because you don't want news of what happened to get out. Don't worry, you're image is safe. I didn't tell the police it was you."

"And I knew you wouldn't." Mr. Smythe said walking closer to him. The way he said that made me literally sick to my stomach. All of this was just a game to Mr. Smythe. "Listen, I promise I won't drink anymore. It won't ever happen again."

"Dad." Sebastian said closing his eyes. I wasn't sure whether or not what I heard was correct, but Sebastian never called his father dad. "You're an alcoholic and you need professional help. But that doesn't excuse what you did to me."

"I know. I know, son. I'll change I promise. Please, just come home with me. I need you there with me." It was infuriating how manipulative Mr. Smythe was being. He was saying all the right things to make Sebastian pity him.

"I'm not leaving."

"Sebastian." Mr. Smythe said grabbing his wrists. The look of fear that crossed Sebastian's face was indescribable; it looked as if he knew what was coming next, and he was helpless against it. Scared. Sebastian looked scared. Something that I've rarely ever seen in Sebastian.

"Let go of him!" I said running to the door to get Mr. Smythe away from Sebastian.

What happened next seemed as if it happened in the blink of an eye. My dad came into the house and grabbed Mr. Smythe, pulling him away from Sebastian. My eyes grew wide when my dad's fist made contact with Mr. Smythe's jaw, sending him onto the wall for support.

"Dad!" Cooper said, running into the house with Julie and mom. Cooper grabbed dad, pulling him away from Mr. Smythe. "What are you doing?"

"Get out of this house immediately before I call the police and get you locked up like you should be." My dad said as Mr. Smythe composed himself while he rubbed his jaw.

"And who might you be?"

"I'm Blaine's father. And I know who you are, Mr. Smythe. You need to leave right now."

"Not without my son." My dad almost escaped Cooper's grasp but Cooper managed to hold him back. This didn't even feel like real life. My dad had just punched Sebastian's father in the jaw and was being held back by Cooper.

"Do you honestly think you're a father to Sebastian? What kind of man does that to his own son? No. No, you need to leave and never come back here. Unless Sebastian wants to talk to you, I don't want you anywhere near him."

"And how exactly do you plan on stopping me if I want to be close to my own son?"

"Enough." My mom said standing between my dad and Mr. Smythe. "Boys, go upstairs." My mom said not looking at us.

"Mom, we're no-"

"NOW." My mom said looking directly at me. Sebastian was looking at the floor; his head hung low in either defeat or sadness. I looked up at him and grabbed his hand before walking upstairs.

When we got to my room, Sebastian walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him, not saying a single word.

I leaned against the wall and slid down, resting against the door and holding myself together. I held my head in my hands, trying as hard as I could to stop the tears that were threatening my eyes yet again. I needed to calm down and get over this quickly if I didn't want Blaine to worry.

Why was he here though? Why did he want me to move back after all that happened? It didn't make sense… Was this just an act, or did he actually feel sorry for what he did to me? Just when I thought I could finally leave it in the past and move forward, he comes back to tear me down again. Typical.

I wasn't sure how long I had been sitting on the bathroom floor with my head in my hands and the tears strolling down my face. I was so out of character. I didn't even recognize myself. I never cried. Not for anything. Not for anyone. But lately, this is all that I could do.

"Sebastian, please let me in." Blaine said from the other side of the door. "Just let me sit in there with you."

"I just need a minute B."

"Please." I wanted him to be with me, but I didn't want him to see me like this. He didn't need to. He didn't deserve to. Watching the argument between my father and I was already enough. I was embarrassed, actually, that he had to witness the disaster that is the Smythe family. "Let me help you."

"I don't need help right now Blaine. I just need a second to catch my breath and calm down."

"Sebastian, I love you." I heard him sigh before speaking again. "Why don't you let me help you? It's what I'm here for Seb. I'm here for you. This is what a boyfriend is supposed to do, but you're not letting me." It's not that I didn't want him to help, of course I did. But I just didn't know how to let him help me. It wasn't something I was used to. "Let me love you, Sebastian."

Much as you blame yourself you can't be blamed for the way you feel
Had no example of a love that was even remotely real
How can you understand something that you never had
If you let me I can help you out with all of that

Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
I know your trouble
Don't be afraid, Oh I can help

Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
A heart of numbness gets brought to life
I'll take you there

I can see the pain behind your eyes
It's been there for quite a while
I just wanna be the one to remind what it is to smile
I would like to show you what true love can really do

Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
I know your trouble
Don't be afraid, Oh I can help
Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
A heart of numbness gets brought to life
I'll take you there

Let me love you
And I will love you
Until you learn to love yourself
Let me love you
I know your trouble
Don't be afraid, Oh I can help

I wanted to sing that song last night to Sebastian when he was on the other side of the bathroom door, but he didn't need my own issues of him not letting me help and love him on top of his dad randomly showing up and expecting Sebastian to move back home with him as if nothing. I grabbed my stuff before leaving the auditorium and making my way to my car. Glee club had been long over, but I wanted to stay a little longer and just sing. Sing on a stage where everything was perfect.

I couldn't help but think about the events of the night before on my drive over to the Lima Bean.

Sebastian finally got out of the bathroom and his eyes were red and puffy. I didn't realize he had been crying in the bathroom. "Sebastian…"

"I'm fine." He said smiling at me and bringing me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him tightly. "I love you too by the way. I didn't say it when you said it to me, so I thought I'd let you know now."

"I know." I said smiling against his chest. I leaned up for a kiss but we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" I heard my dad ask.

"Yeah, come in dad!" I said sitting on the edge of the bed with Sebastian.

"How are you boys doing?"

"Good." Sebastian said.

"So, uh…" My dad started.

"Mr. Anderson, I'm so sorry." Sebastian seemed to know why my dad was hesitating. "I had no idea my father would try to contact me let alone come here of all places. I shouldn't have let him into your home."

"You have nothing to apologize for Sebastian." My dad said placing his hand on Sebastian's shoulder. "I should apologize actually. I didn't even know whether or not you two were fighting, but I saw how you looked and his hands holding your wrists. I shouldn't have hit your father or insulted him at all, let alone kicked him out. I should have asked you before doing anything. I've only acted that way once before, and that was when those kids at Blaine's old school beat him up because he was gay. I never get that angry, that is unless someone messes with one of my boys." My dad looked at me and gave me a half smile. I couldn't help but smile thinking about how my dad stood up for me many years ago when he found out I had been beaten up.

"No, there's no need to be sorry. I just didn't expect him to come here or see him anytime soon, so it took me by surprise. I kind of overreacted."

"You didn't overreact. It was normal to act like you did. You were surprised; I don't blame you. If you don't mind me asking, what did he come here for?"

"I'm not sure. He wanted me to move back with him and explain why he did what he did."

My dad scoffed before shaking his head. "Explain?" He said holding his temples as if he had a headache. "Do you want to move back?"

"No. I'm fine without him, I don't need him."

"Well, we can talk about this another day. He's gone now and I made sure he knew not to come back until you're ready."

"Mr. Anderson, thank you." Sebastian said extending his hand towards my dad. My father shook his and smiled before standing up and messing with my hair, making me groan. What was with everyone still thinking I was a child who could have his hair ruffled? I was 18 damn it!

"You boys get downstairs. Mom brought back dessert and she's making some hot chocolate as we speak. I hope you guys like marshmallows and whipped cream." I smiled and looked over to Sebastian who had a light smile on his lips. He seemed happier already. There was nothing that I wanted more than Sebastian to have that smile on his lips forever.

It was kind of a bummer to wake up and find nobody lying next to me. The only thing Sebastian left was a note explaining that he should probably make his way back to his apartment before school but that he would see me after.

I looked over to the seat next to me to see the envelope from NYU. In all the commotion of last night, I had completely forgotten about the letter I was waiting for. I put it into my bag before walking inside the Lima Bean. I got a coffee before sitting down in a booth. Sebastian was working and would be done in 5 minutes, but I decided I would come inside to watch him perform.

"Alright guys, so this next song is my last for the day. It's an acoustic version of one of my favorite songs, so I hope you all enjoy it." Sebastian smiled at me before stringing his guitar.

There was a time, I used to look into my father's eyes
In a happy home, I was a king I had a gold throne
Those days are gone, now the memories are on the wall
I hear the sounds from the places where I was born

Up on the hill across the blue lake,
That's where I had my first heartbreak
I still remember how it all changed
My father said

Don't you worry, don't you worry child
See heaven's got a plan for you
Don't you worry, don't you worry now
Don't you worry, don't you worry now
See heaven's got a plan for you
Don't you worry, don't you worry now

There was a time, I met a boy of a different kind
We ruled the world,
Thought I'd never lose him out of sight
We were so young
I think of him now and then
Still hear the song reminding me of a friend

Up on the hill across the blue lake,
That's where I had my first heartbreak
I still remember how it all changed
My father said

Most, if not all, of the people were clapping for Sebastian. It was actually a beautiful rendition of the original song.

"Thank you everyone. I'll see you all soon." Sebastian smiled and stood up before making his way over to me and kissing me. "Hey there stranger."

"Hey Seb. That was an awesome song. You killed it." I said as we started walking out of the Lima Bean.

"Thanks." He said, a confident smile on his face. I knew that the song must've been about his father, but I didn't want to ruin things by bringing it up. "So how have you been today? You stopped texting me." He said putting on a hurt face.

"Santana took away my phone because I wasn't paying enough attention during glee rehearsal. Finn stole it back for me so that she wouldn't go through all my texts."

"Always eventful with the New Directions gang, huh?" He said laughing.

"Sure is. Are you driving or am I driving?" I asked.

"I'll drive since you don't really know how to get to my place yet." I tossed Sebastian the keys as I got into the car. "This is weird being picked up by your boyfriend." He said grabbing my hand.

"Why? I've picked you up before."

"I know, but it just feels so…domesticated being picked up from work and then going home."

"That's true." I said smiling at him. "I like it though." Sebastian nodded but didn't take his eyes off the road. "Will Santana be there?"

"Not until later. I think she has plans with Brittany first. Plus she thinks we're christening the bed today so she wanted to give us time."

"Well, that can be arranged." I said slipping my hands onto his lap and winking at him.

"I was hoping you'd say that." Sebastian pressed harder on the gas, causing me to laugh realizing he wanted this badly. When we got to his apartment, I was actually surprised at how nice it was. Sebastian probably got the hint that I wasn't expecting this and rolled his eyes. "Did you think I lived in the hood or something?" He said laughing.

"No, but for someone who doesn't have money, supposedly, this is a really nice place."

"Thanks…I guess? Well, welcome to my humble abode."

"Words I'd never thought I'd here you say." I said placing down my backpack and coat.

"Shut up. So, let's show you to the only room you should really care about." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me to what I assumed would be his room.

"And what room would that be?"

"Mine of course." He said opening the door to his room. "This is where all the magic happens."

"Oh really? Well I haven't been here yet, so I don't see why magic is happening if I'm not here."

"Jeez, B. You're overthinking this! I was just kidding. I was hospitalized the day after I moved in and haven't been here until this morning, remember?"

"Oh…right." I said laughing. Before I could say anything else I was already pinned against the wall, Sebastian's lips pressed against mine.

"Wait." I said parting my lips from his and gasping for air. "I have something for you first."

"Can it wait?" He said, making his way down my jaw line and towards my neck.

"Nope." I said grabbing his face and kissing it again. I ran out to the living room to grab my bag before coming back into his room.

"Every time I think I'm going to get it in you always think of something more important. Kind of a damper on my self esteem B." Sebastian said throwing himself on his bed.

"That's not my fault!" I said pulling out the envelope.

"Yeah it is. You're butt is just too tempting and you wear jeans that perfectly compliments them. You know you do this to me."

"Hey, that's just an added bonus to jeans that I like!" I said sitting down next to him. I looked at the envelope before handing it to him.

"What's this?" He asked taking it from me.

"Just open it."

Sebastian opened the envelope and pulled out a letter. I was hoping that it was good news, but it could really have gone either way. Maybe I should have read the letter first. Suddenly, this was a really bad idea.

"What…wait, is this real?"

"In case you somehow didn't end up going to London, I wanted you to have a back up plan. I had to forge your signature and write an essay as well as illegally get your records sent to them, but I managed to send an application in your name. I hope you're not upset that I did it. NYU is really close to NYADA, so we'll be able to see each other every day. We can work together to make the money so we can both go to school. I mean, I guess I'm selfish for only applying for schools in New York, but I wanted you close to me." I could feel my cheeks turning red and I couldn't help but scratch my head nervously.

"Blaine…" Sebastian said still looking at the paper. "You did this for me?" Sebastian looked up at me with a confused expression written all over is face.

"What does it say?" I said rubbing his back.

"I've been accepted…I…I got a full ride." I didn't worry about him getting accepted, because I knew he had the grades, but the scholarship was an added bonus. Suddenly it felt as if everything was falling in to place.

"What?! That's incredible! Sebastian I'm so happy for you!" Sebastian threw his arms around me and brought me in close to him, resting his head against the side of mine. This hug was different; it was string, it was real, it showed me how appreciative he really was. I finally found the perfect

"You're amazing. I don't even know what to say. I can't believe you love me enough to do that for me. I don't know what I did to deserve such an amazing boyfriend." Sebastian took his head off of mine to look at me. "I love you so much." Sebastian leaned in and placed a kiss on my lips, letting our lips linger on each other's. "You're my everything, Blaine."

"I love you too." I said leaning backwards and pulling him on top of me. Sebastian took off my shirt before taking off his own, analyzing me up and down before pinning my hands above my head and working on unbuttoning my pants. He placed kisses starting from my belly button and made his way up to my nipple. Sebastian bit down slightly, causing me to moan in pleasure. I ran my fingers through Sebastian's hair with one hand while my other hand travelled down his back and into his pants.

Sebastian began grinding onto to me as his mouth left marks on my neck. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my mouth when Sebastian undid my pants and held my length. He slowly started pumping me with his hand while slipping out of his own pants. When his mouth left my lips and made it's way down to my length, I needed to bite into a pillow in order to stop myself from being too loud. The feeling of the warmth and wetness of his mouth felt as if it was the first time I had ever been given head by Sebastian, yet somehow it also felt familiar. It had been so long since I had Sebastian like this that I wanted to appreciate every second of it. I tried as much as I could not to be too eager, knowing all to well that it wouldn't take long until I was overwhelmed and lost my judgment.

Sebastian's mouth left my length, causing me to groan and practically plead for his mouth to be on me again. "Are we…" Sebastian whispered into my ear before sucking lightly on my earlobe. "If you don't want to, we can sto-"

"No." I said interrupting him. "It's been way too long." And it really had been. I felt Sebastian smirk against my skin before reaching into his nightstand. "So I'm guessing you were planning on this?" I said turning him over on his back and pressing my lips against his.

"Not necessarily," He said when my mouth moved down to his collarbone. "But a man can dream." I bit down rougher than normal when as he was speaking, eliciting a loud moan from him. I decided that I would work him up a little more before we got into it, so I made my way down to his length, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses and little red marks from the light sucking on his skin. Sebastian bucked his hips when my mouth wrapped around his throbbing dick. I ran my hand along his stomach and found my way to his hand to take the condom. When I ripped it open, I spent no time in placing it on him.

"Are you sure you're up for this? You're still healing." I said, letting the voice of reason make its way through this cloud of lust I was drowning in. I didn't want to hurt him after all.

"I need this B. I haven't been inside of you in so long, I don't know if I remember what it even feels like." Sebastian said winking at me. He sat up and wrapped his hand behind my neck, bringing my closer for a heated kiss. It had been a while since I last had sex, and it went without say that I was a little unaccustomed to it. I knew it would hurt and that I probably needed to prepare better, but I needed this and I needed this now.

Sebastian rested on a stack of pillows, positioning himself so that I could ride him better. "I've never done this." I admitted turning slightly red.

"It's okay." He said grabbing my hand and kissing the back of it. "If you want me to do the work, I'm okay with that." He said smiling at me. Normally, I preferred Sebastian's body on top of mine, but I wanted the first time (in a long time at least) to be different. I wanted to give Sebastian the break this time.

I positioned myself on top of his length, using my hand to guide him inside of me. As soon as the tip entered, I could feel sharp pain surging through my body, but the immense feeling of pleasure masked over it.

I started slow, still getting accustomed to Sebastian inside of me. The best part was probably watching the reaction I was getting from Sebastian; his face looked tormented, hungry for me to go faster. When I started picking up the pace, Sebastian could barely contain the sounds coming out of him. Not to say that I wasn't just as bad at keeping quiet as he was. Sebastian used his hands to pump us at rhythm, getting us closer and closer to the end.

"I'm close." I said, bringing him in for a sloppy kiss. Not my favorite, but they were hot.

A few hard bucks from Sebastian and I was lost in a world filled with lust and pleasure, a place that I never wanted to leave. "Sorry." I muttered into his ear as I leaned against him for support.

"Oh god. B-Blaine!" And then there was one more person in my world of guilty pleasures; Sebastian. In a loud gasp, we both fell backwards, my body on top of his. I rolled off of him, realizing that the sticky mess was now on both of us. "Wow." Sebastian said running his hands through his hair. "Better than I remember it. My imagination couldn't compare to that." Sebastian said leaning down and kissing my forehead. "I…I uh, came inside. I don't know if that's…"

"It's fine." I muttered out somewhat unintelligibly. I moved in closer and intertwined our legs as I wrapped my arm around him. Sebastian extended his arm so that I could rest my head.

"I love you." Sebastian whispered. I wanted to say it back but I was exhausted and sleep was slowly taking over my body. Instead, I nuzzled in closer, hoping that he would understand. I don't even remember when I lost finally lost consciousness.

I wasn't exactly sure how long I had been out, but when I woke up Sebastian wasn't in the room. I got up and looked for my clothes so that I could put it on only to realize that I was already in shorts and a t-shirt. Sebastian must have cleaned me up and dressed me while I was asleep. Somehow that embarrassed me, just a little.

It took me a minute to realize where I was, but when I was finally oriented I decided to check the living room. I walked outside and the smell of breakfast completely dominated my nose. It smelt so good, but I really hope it wasn't the morning because I didn't even call my parents to let them know.

I didn't mind the site in front of me. Sebastian was in the kitchen in nothing but shorts. Suddenly I wasn't craving food anymore; all I wanted was his toned, muscular body on mine. "Hey there sleepy head." Sebastian said turning his head from the frying pan. Sebastian had a warm smile on his face, a smile that said 'I'm completely happy right now' and I hoped he was. "I hope you don't mind breakfast for dinner."

"Hey." I said rubbing my eyes and walking over to him. Sebastian wrapped his arm around me while making sure the food didn't burn with the other. He leaned down and placed a kiss on my lips before laughing. "What's so funny?" I said slightly confused.

"Your hair." I turned around to see where the voice was coming from and saw Santana and Britt sitting on the couch snuggled up under a blanket. How did I pass by them and not even realize they were there?

I felt my eyes go wide; my hair was probably a disaster. I knew I was turning a shade of red, judging from Santana and Britt's laughter. "Crap, I should go shower." I said as I was turning around but was stopped by Sebastian.

"You look fine. Adorable." He said winking at me. "The foods almost ready anyways. We can shower before bed."

"I have to ask my mom first."

"Already taken care of. She called your phone while you were sleeping but I didn't want to wake you up so I just told her you'd be spending the night here."

"I don't have clothes."

"Also already taken care of. When Santana and Britt came back I drove to your place to get some clothes for you. It's in my room."

"You're the best." I said leaning up and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "How long have I been out?"

"5 hours." Britt said. "But it's okay, you haven't missed too much."

"I'm guessing Sebastian went all out on you? I mean it must have been months of torture not being inside of each other." Santana said shrugging. "A sex deprived Sebastian is not something I want to deal with, so thank you Blaine."

"Santana!" I said rolling my eyes. While each statement was true, it was still embarrassing.

"Hey, we deserved it." Sebastian said as he shut off the stove. "It had been a long, long, time."

"Plus we had reason to celebrate." I said remembering the events before we had sex. "Did you tell them?"

"I thought I'd let you do it since you're the reason any of it is happening."

"What's going on?" Britt asked standing up and coming over to us, Santana following behind her.

"Sebastian was accepted at NYU!" I said smiling up at him. I couldn't stop but admire how amazing he looked with a little red in his cheeks.

"That's amazing!" Britt said hugging him tightly.

"That's incredible! Congratulations!" Santana added.

"I shouldn't be celebrated, it should be Blaine. He's the one who did all of this. He applied for me and got me accepted." Sebastian said wrapping his arm around me and kissing the side of my head. "But let's eat!" Sebastian said.

"I'm so excited for breakfast food. It's my favorite, even though it's still confusing." Brittany said nodding her head as if she was agreeing with herself.

"Good, then you better not leave any." Sebastian said winking at her.

When breakfast, or dinner, or whatever you want to call it was over, we spent the next few hours doing homework and watching TV, not that any of us were paying attention to it; we were all having too much fun laughing and catching up. "Thanks again for dinner Sebastian." Santana said standing up with Britt. "But I think it's time for us to hit the hay."

"No problem. Have a good night girls." Sebastian said giving Santana a look. Britt grabbed her hand and dragged her into their room, not before giving Sebastian and I a goodnight kiss.

"Oh and boys," Santana said popping her head out of her room. "Keep it down in there, okay? I don't want to hear Blaine screaming your name in the middle of the night." Sebastian grabbed a pillow and threw it at her, only to hit the door as Santana was closing it.

"You know how she is." He said giving me an apologetic look.

"That I do." I said laughing and shaking my head.

"You ready to shower?" Sebastian asked standing up and extending his arm to help me up from the ground. I nodded my head and shut off the lights before making our way into his room. After a quick, warm shower we were cuddled in bed together waiting until sleep took over us again.

"Seb…"

"What's wrong?" Sebastian asked suddenly becoming fully aware of everything.

"Nothing, it's just that…I'm sore." I couldn't stop from turning a deep shade of red when Sebastian started laughing. "I'm serious! Tomorrow is going to suck! Plus I have the stupid calendar shoot. I might not even go to school."

"I'm sorry about you being sore." He said kissing my exposed collarbone and chest. "But I can't do much about it. I can give you a massage if you'd like." I shook my head; I was already too comfortable. "As for tomorrow, what calendar shoot and why wouldn't you go to school?"

"Santana decided it would be a good idea to raise money for nationals by producing and selling calendars with the guys from glee club half naked." I said turning over onto my stomach.

"Why don't you want to go to school?" He said propping up on one shoulder and his other hand exploring my bare back. The way his fingers ghosted over my skin sent a shiver down my entire spine.

"I…it's nothing I'm just stupid."

"Nothing you do or say is stupid, Blaine." Sebastian said placing more kisses on my back as if appreciating everything there was to me. It made me feel loved actually. "Tell me, you know I can get it out of you." I felt Sebastian's lips form a smirk on my skin.

"I'm just not comfortable with my body. I don't want to expose myself like that. It even bothered me at first when we started dating. Remember the night in the pool? I mean look at you. You're practically sculpted out of marble with your perfect body. I didn't think I was up to par for you."

"Blaine." Sebastian let go of me and stopped placing kisses along my spine to sit up. He seemed upset. "I don't ever want to hear you speak like that. Do you realize you are every mans, well the gay ones, and every woman's, well the delusional ones who think they have a chance with you, dream come true. And somehow you're here with me. You're amazing, you're beautiful, you're talented…you're perfectly imperfect. Why haven't you ever mentioned you felt this way to me?"

"Well because the first thing you told me that day was I had nothing to be shy about, so I grew comfortable around you."

"Let me put it this way; Who am I?" Sebastian asked.

"What do you mean…?"

"Who am I?" He said again.

"Sebastian…"

"Right! Now, what does Sebastian go for?"

"I'm confused."

"Sebastian goes for the best." He tilted his head to look at me. "Who is Sebastian with?"

"Me?" I said, hoping that I was keeping up with his weird train of thought.

"Precisely! So what does that mean about you?" He said grabbing my hand.

"I don't know…" I was lost.

"It means that you're the best." He said leaning down and kissing me. "I only go for the best. And I'm with you. Which means that you are the best. You're perfect just the way you are, because the way you are is better than anyone else out there. And I love you for that. Now, if Sebastian loves you above all else, doesn't that make you special? You have no reason to be embarrassed about anything B."

"Shut up." I said rolling my eyes. "You're so cheesy. And somehow cute. But arrogant as well."

"Hey!" He said furrowing his eyebrows. "I thought a boyfriend who says cheesy, romantic things is what you wanted? My arrogance is a talent, by the way." He said rolling his eyes.

"I never said I didn't like it." I winked at him before giving him a bright smile. Just like that, all my worries were gone and I felt comfortable again. "Thank you." I said bringing him down under the covers with me. "And I guess it's a good thing that I meet up to your standards then, huh?"

"Got that right." He said playfully tickling me. "But, you're above and beyond anything I could have dreamed of."

This was the Sebastian that I loved. The Sebastian who was open about his feelings. The Sebastian that was playful, and caring, and loving. The Sebastian that completed me.