Chapter 49: Then You Should Have Put A Ring On It (Or Maybe Not?)
A/N: Hey everyone! So I have rough drafts for some chapters I was planning on posting, but as it turns out, the ending to this chapter could potentially serve as closure (closure in the relationship...I know there are some loose ends like Blaine hearing from NYADA, the CD Sebastian got from his dad, Nationals). The original plan was to write the story into and perhaps through college. I'm not saying I've definitely decided to stop updating because I really love writing this story and I'm invested in the characters, so I might continue, but there's a chance that I might stop writing. If this happens to be my last update, then thank you to all my followers and those who have taken the time to read my first story I've ever written. It means a lot to me that you all enjoyed my story enough to continue reading it. If I continue updating (to be honest, I probably will), then I'll try to update soon! Let me know what you guys think I should do. On a side note, reviews on this chapter or the story overall are more than welcome!
I walked out of my bathroom with nothing but a towel around my waist to find Santana sitting on my bed, legs crossed, and her eyes scrunched staring right at me. "What the hell is this?"I assumed she purposely waited for me to get out of the shower to say whatever she needed to say, seeing as she already had her dress on for the wedding. She was actually quite beautiful in the dress that fit her form perfectly.
"What do you mean?" I asked opening my closet and looking for my tux. "What is what?"
"This." Santana stood up and walked over to me, dropping a little black box into my hand and giving me a look that, like Hunter, also seemed as if she thought I was insane. Thanks for the support Santana.
"You really shouldn't be snooping around my things." I said smirking at her, mostly as a defense and somewhat because I was annoyed. "It's an engagement ring."
"No crap." Santana rolled her eyes. "Why was it in your jean pocket?" She asked crossing her arm and giving me a glare. I didn't understand why she was doing this; she already knew why I had an engagement ring; it should be pretty clear by now, right? "No, you know what, I won't even beat around the bush. What the hell are you thinking?"
"Santana I've heard it a hundred times." Not true, but it felt like I had. "I'm not changing my mind so don't waste your precious words on me."
"Sebastian, take a seat." She said sitting again on the bed and tapping the spot next to her. I rolled my eyes but complied, knowing that if I didn't listen to her she wouldn't leave.
"Make this quick because I need to get ready. Just so you know I have no problem being naked and changing in front of you so I will if it comes down to it." I said sitting down and running my hands through my hair. It was still damp from the shower.
"Let me start off by saying," but before she continued, her hand smacked the back of my head. Ouch. "Are you insane? Sebastian, please tell me this is a joke."
"It's not Santana, I'm proposing tonight. I got a hotel room for after the wedding and I'm proposing to him then." I said standing up and walking into the bathroom to fix my hair. A guy has to look good when he proposes to his man, right?
"Please think about what you're going to do. You're going to ask Blaine to marry you. That means spending every day for the rest of your lives together. It means loving one person, and one person only. You can't screw around with other people if you get married, not that you should now, but still…Sebastian, a marriage isn't just some formality it's a big deal."
"I know it is. I'm not stupid Santana, I know what it means to be married." I said rolling my eyes. No one gave me the credit I deserved; I knew what I was getting myself into.
"Do you?" She said standing up from my bed. "You're immature Sebastian, you're mindset is still self-centered, even though Blaine has made you a little better about not being an asshole. You're impulsive. You're driven. You're ambitious. You're passionate. It's your best characteristics, but right now it's your biggest flaw. You tend to never think things over twice and just do whatever you set your mind to. You need to think clearly about what you're going to do tonight. Really think about what it'll mean for the both of you if you get married."
"Fine. Is that all?" I said looking out the bathroom door at her.
"Yes." She said walking into the bathroom. She looked straight into my eyes through the mirror. "Drop the attitude, Sebastian. The only reason I'm even getting involved in this is because I care about you and Blaine. I love you both and I genuinely want what's best for you guys." She gave me a sincere smile, a smile that told me she was genuine about everything she's said to me. "Whatever you choose, I'll support you. Just promise me you'll think long and hard about this." I nodded my head in agreement. I didn't intend on thinking about it, but perhaps I would go through with the promise. Who knows? "Oh and just so you know, you're not sneaky whatsoever. Do you honestly believe Blaine wouldn't become suspicious after you blatantly asked him about his ring size?" She said, giving me that same devilish smile before waving and walking away.
"Wait! Are you kidding? Does he know?" I yelled, realizing that I might have ruined the surprise. Hunter's word rung in my ear from yesterday; 'Seriously? You're going to ask him his ring size and expect him not to figure out why you asked?' Shut up Hunter.
When I had finished getting ready, I threw myself onto my bed in nothing but my towel, still. I sprawled out, staring at nothing but one spot on my ceiling. Everything that Santana and Hunter had said made sense. It did. But in my heart I knew I was right. But still, maybe I am rushing things. I can wait right? I groaned sitting back up, not because I was in pain, but because the voices of all the doubts and insecurities were growing louder and louder in my head. "Snap out of this Sebastian." I told myself, standing up and shaking it off, looking at my tux one last time before putting it on. The next time I would wear a tux could be on my wedding day.
"Where's Sebastian?" I asked seeing Santana walk in with Brittany.
"He was still getting dressed when I left. He's working extra hard on his look so that he get's lucky tonight."
"Santana!" I said rolling my eyes. "Let's not talk about sex in a church. It's awkward."
"Who said I was talking about sex?" She said smiling before walking by me.
"What do you mean?" I asked turning around. Santana waved her hand, dismissing anything that I said. She knew exactly what buttons to press to rile me up; what did she mean about him getting lucky tonight if she didn't mean sex?
"Hey there, killer." As if on queue, Sebastian showed up at the church. I turned around only to be slightly taken aback by how handsome Sebastian looked in his tuxedo. The only other time he looked this well dressed and groomed was in Paris, not that he doesn't always look sexy. My mind went to Paris; every moment we lived together during that trip rushed into my head all at once. "Are you going to say anything?" Sebastian asked after a while of just staring, a soft smile on his lips.
"Y-yeah. Sorry." I could feel my cheeks turning slightly red. "You look amazing." I said leaning up towards him to place a kiss on his lips. Suddenly what Santana said didn't matter anymore. She was probably just fooling around anyways.
"As do you." Sebastian whispered, holding me tightly. "I love you, B."
"I love you too." I said as I let go of him. "You ready for a day full of sappy love?" I asked letting out a small laugh and holding his hand. Sebastian smiled, but didn't say anything. Something was off in his eyes; not something bad, just different. There was something Sebastian was feeling that he wasn't letting show.
We sat down in the section reserved for the glee club. Everyone waved and said their hellos, even Kurt and Sebastian interacted. You could tell it was awkward for them nonetheless. The wedding was, sorry to say, boring. It wasn't until the 'I do's' happened that things livened up a little bit. Everyone was on their feet clapping and cheering for Mr. Schuester and Ms. Pillsbury, the now Mrs. Schuester. Before we headed out, everyone took pictures with one another and with the bride and groom. Sebastian had a smile on his face the entire time, but he had been quiet, only really speaking when spoken to.
"Is everything okay? You aren't uncomfortable are you?" I asked as we got into the car after the ceremony and made our way to the hotel where the reception was being held.
"No not at all." Sebastian said holding my hand. "I'm completely fine. Are you having a good time?"
"I am." I said letting out a small sigh. "Weddings always bring out the hopeless romantic in me." I said laughing.
"I like that part of you." He said taking the opportunity to kiss me while the car was stopped at a red light. It wasn't until the car behind us honked that we parted lips. "I hope you don't mind, but I reserved a room for us tonight at the hotel. I packed up some extra clothes that you had at my apartment and bought you a toothbrush."
"I don't mind at all. I'm looking forward to it. Seems you got all the bases covered." I said holding his hand again. "By the way, I might not be with you all the time tonight because I have to perform a few times on stage. Do you want to make one of my solo's a duet? We could perform together!"
"I would, B, but I'm nothing more than a plus one to this wedding. It'll be kind of weird to sing a love song to a couple that I don't really know." He said giving me a half-smile.
"I guess you're right." I said shrugging. "Want to stop by the Lima Bean before we get to the hotel?"
"How about we make different use of our time?" Sebastian winked at me, pressing the gas pedal down harder.
"What do you have in mind?"
"You'll see." He said with a bright smile on his face. When we pulled into the parking lot of the hotel, Sebastian quickly opened the door and got into the back seat. "Well, what're you waiting for?" Sebastian said undoing his tie. Before he said anything else, I was already in the backseat with him, Sebastian on top of me and his hands working on unbuttoning my shirt.
"Sebastian." I moaned in between heated kisses. The windows were already fogging up and we looked disheveled, not really a look you want to have before a wedding celebration. Sebastian placed kisses on my neck and was leaving a trail down my chest but I stopped his hands from unbuttoning my pants. "We can't." I said sitting up slightly and realizing agreeing to a quickie in the backseat was probably a bad idea. Sebastian bit down slightly on my nipple, making me gasp for air and roughly grab onto his perfectly done hair. When we were already into it, it was that much harder to resist him.
"Why not? It's a day to celebrate." He said trying once again to take off my pants. I held onto his wrist to stop him.
"It is, but we have all night to do this." I said. Sebastian was lightly panting and rested his somewhat sweaty forehead on my chest. He groaned, his displeasement with me obvious. "What time is it?"
Sebastian looked at the watch on his wrist. "4:45." He said getting off of me and starting to button his shirt. I stopped his hands again, but this time from buttoning his shirt, and put his hands down on his sides.
"We still have 15 minutes until we need to be inside. I don't see why we can't do other things that don't require us to be fully naked." I pushed him down onto his back, making him hit his head on the window and making us both laugh. I settled in between his legs and playfully nibbled his ear. I began placing kisses on his chest when I felt something in his pocket that caught my attention. It didn't have the shape of anything that people normally have in their pockets like keys or phones. "What's this?" I asked motioning to his pocket.
Sebastian's eyes grew wide and he looked worried but he quickly brought my face down for another kiss. Before we knew what was happening, someone had opened the door and we were both holding ourselves up from falling out of the car.
"Classy." Santana smirked looking at the two of us flustered, our shirts undone. "Blaine, fix yourself, you and Marley are up. Sebastian, I guess you can finish yourself, right?"
"Go away." Sebastian groaned.
"Crap." I quickly got off of Sebastian and got outside the car, buttoning up my shirt and trying to fix my hair. "When are we on?"
"In less than 5." She said helping me straighten my tux. "Looks like someone lost track of time."
"You could say that." I said grabbing the mirror Santana was offering me to look at myself. My lips were kind of puffy, but it would pass.
"You might want to cover that up." Santana said pointing at the crook in my neck. I moved the mirror to see what she was talking about to see a hickey forming already.
"Sebastian!" I muttered.
"A little souvenir." He said as he winked.
"Not okay, Bas." I said shaking my head. "I'll see you inside, we're at table 2."
"I'll be right there." Sebastian said. I kissed Sebastian one last time before waving goodbye and walking with Santana. I looked behind me to see Sebastian and saw that he was focusing intently on something in his hand.
"I was looking for you!" Marley said looping her arm with mine, distracting me from trying to see what it was that Sebastian was doing.
"Sorry, I lost track of time. You ready?" I asked giving her an apologetic look.
"Ready if you are." She said letting go of my hand and making her way onto the stage.
When the number was done, I made my way over to our table to see Sebastian and Sam arm wrestling. "This is a wedding guys." I reminded them.
"He challenged my honor." Sebastian said looking intently at Sam who was clearly struggling.
"So this is how you plan on settling it?" I asked sitting in the seat between them and separating their joined fists.
"It's the only way men should settle things." Sam said flexing his arms. "I would have had him beat if you didn't stop us."
"I'm lean but strong Sam. Don't fool yourself." Sebastian said. While we waited for the food to be served, everyone was talking and sharing in small talk. Since the glee club and the graduates took up more than one table, we combined two tables so that everyone could sit together. The waiters and waitresses began serving the food, our table being the first one served.
"I wonder whose going to catch the bouquet. I hope it's me." Tina said, resting her chin on her hand, her mind probably daydreaming about her future wedding.
"That would be so romantic if one of us caught it." Marley added, the same love struck look on her face that Tina had. Jake sideways glanced at her, a confused look on his face. I couldn't stop the smile that formed on my lips. Jake and Marley had started dating, and Kitty and Ryder were dating as well.
"Hey guys." Mr. Schuester said walking over to our table and standing behind me.
"Mr. Schuester!" Everyone cheered.
"I've been running back and forth and I haven't taken the time to thank you for everything you guys have done for me today. It looks like everyone is a big fan of the glee club and all your talent."
"I'm glad we could help Mr. Schue." I said as he patted me on the back.
"Yeah Mr. Schue, we're all really happy to be here with you." Rachel added, standing up. "To the bride and groom!" She said raising her glass of champagne.
"To the bride and groom!" The table all responded, to which everyone else at the reception joined in on.
"No, to all of us. To our family!" Mrs. Schuester said as she walked over to us. "I can't tell you guys enough how much you guys mean to the both of us, which is why I wanted everyone together with Will before I told him the news. When there's big news, you want to tell the whole family right?" Mrs. Schuester had that brilliant smile of hers that made fit her personality so well; she was always warm and caring.
"What news?" Quinn asked.
"Well, it looks like there's another member joining this family." She said holding her stomach.
"Don't tell me..." Kurt started, but he didn't finish because everyone stood up and started cheering, many of us with tears streaming down our faces. Today had been an awesome day so far, and with this news it perfected it.
"Congratulations!" Everyone cheered.
Mr. Schuester's eyes were watering when he pulled her into a hug. "I can't believe it. We're having a baby!" Mr. Schuester said, his emotions getting the best of him. Mr. Schuester and Mrs. Schuester opened their arms so that we could all come in for a group hug. I turned around expecting Sebastian to be there with us but he was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pocket.
I walked over to Sebastian when the bride and groom had to make their rounds to the next table. "I'm the odd one out." Sebastian said pushing himself off of the wall, probably reading me well enough to know exactly what I was thinking. "I didn't want to intrude on the group moment."
"You know that everyone considers you a part of the group anyways." I said kissing him.
"I know, but it wasn't my moment to share." Sebastian smiled at me and was leaning down for a kiss, but Kitty and Marley came over.
"Sorry to interrupt," Kitty said biting her lip and eyeing Sebastian up and down with eyes that were practically undressing him. "But we need to take this one away." She said looping arms with me.
"Another performance?" Sebastian asked.
"Yeah. There's no choreography so you could sing with us if you want. We're singing We've Got Tonight acapella. We could actually really use someone experienced in acapella." Marley said.
"I can't." Sebastian said, a sincerely apologetic look on his face. "I'm actually going outside for a second. Good luck up there though!" Sebastian placed a small kiss on my forehead before turning around and walking towards the door.
I started walking away with Marley and Kitty, but I needed to make sure Sebastian was okay before performing. "You guys go on ahead, I'll be right there." I said, letting Kitty and Marley know that I needed a minute. They nodded and walked away as I turned around to follow Sebastian. "Sebastian?"
"What're you doing out here?" He asked smiling at me. It felt as if everything was normal, but I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off.
"What's wrong?" I asked sitting down on the stoop with him.
"Nothing, I promise." He said holding my hand. "I'm just thinking about how excited I am for the things I'm going to do to you tonight and I'd rather not have a tent in my pants inside where everyone else can see." He said winking at me.
"Seba-"
"I promise." He said placing another kiss on my lips. The kiss was gentle. Sweet.
"I have to go back inside but I'll come outside as soon as it's over." I said standing up.
"I'll be inside before you finish." Sebastian said standing up, his hands in his pocket and a half smile on his lips. "You better kill it up there."
"Always do." I said, winking at him before walking inside.
I quickly made my way onto the stage and took my place next to Santana and Brittany. As soon as I got on stage, we all began harmonizing. No instruments. No choreography. Nothing but our vocals.
I know it's late
I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are
Both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from all that we see
Why should we worry?
No one will care, girl
Look at the stars now, so far away
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't you stay?
Deep in my soul
I've been so lonely
All of my hopes now so fading away
I've longed for love
Like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching after today
So there it is, girl
We've got it all now
And here we are, babe
What do you say?
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay?
I know it's late and I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are
Both of us lonely , both of us lonely
We've got tonight
Who needs tomorrow?
Let's make it last
Let's find a way
Turn out the light, come take my hand now
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay?
We've got tonight, babe, why don't we stay?
"Blaine." I took a deep breath thinking carefully as to what I wanted to say next. "Will you marry me…No that's too simple I can't just ask for his hand in marriage out of the blue, I need to set the proposal up…Blaine, I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you take my hand in holy matrimony…No, who says holy matrimony anymore?" I was pacing back and forth thinking of how I was going to do this. How do I make this proposal special? Perfect? "Blaine, what do you say we get married…No, what the hell Sebastian, think! Blaine, you're everything I've ever wanted and more. Will you make me the happiest man alive and make me your husband?"
"You know, I did the same thing you're doing right now." I turned around startled, not knowing that someone had been there to hear me. I let out a sigh of relief realizing that it was only Finn and not Blaine. "Before I proposed I went over what I wanted to say a hundred times."
"Finn. What're you doing out here?" I asked turning around, realizing that I was caught. I looked over the balcony thinking that maybe jumping would be easier than asking Blaine to marry me. Finn put his hand on my shoulder and gave me a light squeeze.
"Santana said you might need a little advice, and now I know why. I told you that I proposed to Rachel last year, right?" He asked.
"Yeah, my wedding gift to Rachel were the photo shopped pictures of you, remember?"
"Right…" Finn said letting out a small laugh and shaking his head. "So you're proposing to Blaine?" He asked. I nodded my head, readying myself for what he was going to say. Don't marry him. You're too young. Same old, same old. "When you're proposing, keep it simple. Say what you feel and that's it." He said patting my back and turning around to walk away.
"Wait." I said grabbing his arm. "You're not going to tell me it's a mistake? That I shouldn't do it?" I asked letting go of him, realizing I really wasn't close enough to him to just randomly stop him from walking away.
"Is that what you want me to say?" He asked facing me. "Sebastian, I know everyone else you've told has probably told you not to do it, but I know how you feel right now. I felt the same way last year for Rachel."
"And now you don't?" I asked letting my hands fall to my sides.
"No, I do." He said smiling and sitting down on the stoop. "We were going to get married, but she was going to sacrifice it all to stay here in Lima with me. I couldn't have her missing out on her dream because of me, so I set her free so that she could go to New York."
"Romantic." I said sitting down next to him. "I…I was so sure yesterday. I only told my friend Hunter because I wanted him to help me choose a ring, but he went on and on about why it's a mistake. Then Santana this morning also told me I was insane. That's two for two."
"I think you should if it's what you want, so that makes it two for three. What did his parents suggest?"
"I actually didn't ask. I'm just afraid they'll say no." Partially true. I actually forgot that it was customary to ask the parents first. "I just wish that everyone thought the way we did so that they could understand why I'm doing this."
"Everyone doesn't have the mindset that we do." Finn said standing up. "We're passionate. We love to the extreme, and all we want is to be with the love our lives forever. You and I are a lot alike, except I'm nicer." He said laughing. "We both want to protect our loved ones and do everything we can to make them happy."
"I guess I can see us being somewhat similar." I said laughing and standing up. "So you think I should go through with it?"
"I think you should do what your heart tells you to do. Whether you're married tomorrow or ten years from now, as long as you two are together and in love, titles shouldn't matter, right?"
"Right." I murmured.
"Let's go back inside." He said motioning me to follow him with his head. I stood up, brushed myself off, took a deep breath, and followed Finn back inside. As we were walking back inside I noticed a group of girls standing behind the bride. It must be that part of the wedding where the bride throws the bouquet.
What I didn't expect was the flowers to come flying towards me and landing at my feet. I looked down at the flowers and up at Finn, who started laughing, followed by everyone else's laughter. This is awkward. I could feel my cheeks turning red when I saw Blaine standing with his friends, all of them poking and making fun of what had just happened. I could see Blaine's lighthearted smile directed at me, even though he was uncomfortable with all his friends making assumptions. Assumptions that could become true tonight. Blaine seemed equally as uncomfortable as I was that the bouquet landed at my feet. Was I supposed to try and catch it when It came towards me? I wasn't a girl though…
"Maybe it's the sign you were looking for." Finn said, laughing before walking away leaving me to stand there with a bouquet at my feet. I picked it up and smelled them before walking over to the bride to give her the flowers back.
"Those aren't mine anymore." She said winking at me. "Looks like my horrible aiming resulted in the flowers landing with you."
"But I didn't even catch them so it doesn't count." I said trying desperately to get the bouquet away from me. I was already nervous enough about proposing, and I didn't need some weird coincidence worrying me even more.
"Give them to Blaine then." Before I could protest people were already surrounding the bride in order to take pictures. I looked at the flowers in my hand before turning around and walking towards Blaine.
"So this happened." I said handing him the flowers. The friends surrounding Blaine all dispersed when I walked over to Blaine, but not without giggling and teasing him. Blaine was nervously laughing when he took them and put them up to his nose.
"Yeah, I'll be hearing about this all week." Blaine said shrugging his shoulders, a bright smile on his lips. "It's kind of funny, right?" He said, his eyes gleaming.
"Yeah." I said shooting him a quick smile. "What do you say we call it quits early and head upstairs?" I suggested, extending my hand towards him so he could hold mine. Blaine smiled and intertwined his fingers with mine.
When we got to the room, I opened the door and started loosening my clothes to get more comfortable; Blaine started doing the same. "So what do you want to do?" Blaine asked throwing himself on the bed.
"I have an idea or two up my sleeve." I said smiling and making my way over to him. I sat on the edge of my bed waiting for the courage to ask him what I wanted to ask him.
"You seem nervous." He said getting on his knees behind me and placing his hands on my shoulders, massaging them. "You're cute when you're nervous, but how come you're so tense?"
"Blaine." I said turning around to face him. "I…I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to-" Of course, I was interrupted by a knocking on the door. "Fuck." I muttered under my breath. Blaine raised an eyebrow at me when he saw how out of character I was. I was never this hesitant…this unsure. If this had happened yesterday, he would already have a ring around his finger but now I could barely even breathe around him.
"Coming!" Blaine said before grabbing my face and kissing me. He stood up and went to open the door.
"Let the after party begin!" Santana said walking in with everybody from the new directions. I glared at her as she came in, but quickly smiled when everyone else started coming in. They weren't to blame for this…inconvenience.
"Wha-" Blaine started, but was handed a bottle of tequila instead of allowing him to protest.
"Santana, what're you doing?" I asked when she sat down next to me. "I wanted to be alone with him tonight, you know that."
"Don't blame me. It was Tina's idea." She said shrugging. Santana leaned in closer to whisper into my ear. "Did you go through with it?"
"I was interrupted." I scoffed, glaring at her.
"Want us to leave?" She asked.
"No, of course not. I'm not going to stop him from having fun with his friends. I can do it later." I shrugged.
"Were you actually about to propose?" She asked opening the bottle of Vodka in her hand.
"I think so…I don't know." I groaned again. This uncertainty I had was really putting a damper on my mood. I was never like this. It's always all or nothing for me, I never doubt myself.
"As a way of saying 'I'm sorry', take this shot." She said pouring us shots and handing me the glass.
"I don't want to drink tonight." I said placing down the shot on the nightstand. "I still want to go through with it."
"If you say so." Santana shrugged and downed both shots before getting off the desk and socializing with everyone else.
"Sorry about this." Blaine said walking over to me and extending his hand. "I thought it would be just us tonight but guess that won't happen for a while."
"Don't apologize." I said standing up and cupping his chin to look up at me. "Let's just have fun." I leaned my neck down to kiss him.
"Let's play spin the bottle!" Rachel yelled, already half drunk. "Spin the bottle!"
"Not this again." Kurt said walking over towards us. "Last time we did this Blaine ended up making out with Rachel and thinking he was straight."
"That's hilarious." I said laughing. I didn't necessarily hate Kurt, but I wasn't planning on being friends with him either. I would tolerate him for Blaine, who I assumed was still friends with him. "I didn't know about that."
"God, we're not doing this." Blaine said taking off his tie and rolling up his sleeves. "We are not sharing embarrassing Blaine moments." He said grabbing a beer that Puck had brought.
"That actually sounds like a good time." Kurt said.
"Agreed." I added, wrapping my arm around Blaine and pulling him in closely. I would be nice to Kurt, but I would always be protective of Blaine around him. An ex of Blaine would always be someone I hated. It's just how it is. Luckily, he only had one ex.
"Sebastian, get your ass over here." Puck called, waving me over. "I need a partner to destroy Finn and Sam in pong, you game?"
"Yeah, let's do this." I said before kissing Blaine and making my way over to the table. I fist pumped him before taking my first shot, bouncing it in and eliminating two cups at once.
"I can't believe it's already 3 in the morning." I said snuggling under the blankets.
"I know." Sebastian said yawning. "I'm exhausted."
"What do you want to do now?" I asked, trying my best to hold back a yawn.
"If you're tired I don't want to keep you up. Drink some water and take some Advil before you go to bed. Hopefully you won't wake up with that much of a hangover." Sebastian opened the mini fridge and poured me a glass of water.
"I'm not even drunk. The beer was gross so I only took a sip." I said sitting up. "Let's do something I'm not even that tired. And by something, I mean…" I stopped talking and started undressing. There was unfinished business from earlier that needed to be taken care of.
"Want to know why I know you're drunk?" He laughed walking over to the bed. "Because whenever you're drunk, you're open about sex."
"Shut up. Maybe tonight you just look extra good." I said pulling him closer as he crawled over me. Sebastian pressed gently against me, sucking on my bottom lip and asking for entrance, which I willingly allowed. Sebastian was kissing me, but the kisses were off. When I opened my eyes, I realized that his eyes were closed not because he was kissing me, but because he was sleeping. "Sebastian?" I shook him gently until his eyes opened. "Did you seriously just fall asleep while we were making out?"
"I'm so sorry I'm just really tired." He said yawning and sitting up. Sebastian rolled onto his side, draping his leg and arm over me, pressing himself tightly against me. "In the morning. It'll be a good start to our morning." He said leaning up his head to kiss me before resting his head on my chest. I was accused of being drunk yet he was the one who passed out.
"You still awake?" I asked after a while of lying down, failing at falling asleep.
"Yeah, you okay?" He asked looking up at me.
"Yeah." I ran my hands through his hair, enjoying the soft texture of his hair on my fingers. "Want to know something funny?" I asked, to which all I got was an mhm. "For a second yesterday, I thought that you were going to propose to me." Sebastian tensed but didn't react. After about a minute, he looked up at me.
"Why is that funny?" He asked, his eyes playfully hurt. "You don't think I'd propose to you?"
"Well, it's not funny. I just meant that I realized after I thought about it how silly it was to think that you were going to propose. It's probably all the wedding related things we've been doing this weekend. And then when you almost caught the bouquet, talk about ironic." I said letting out a small laugh.
"Yeah." Sebastian breathed out. After a few silent minutes, Sebastian spoke again. "What would you say if I did ask you to marry me?"
The question took my by surprise. "I don't know." I said shrugging. "I mean, I think I'd say yes."
"Think?" Sebastian asked, still not looking up from where he was resting on my chest.
"We're young so no one really thinks about being married right now! Of course I picture myself spending the rest of my life with you. If you did propose, I'm sure you know what I'd say." I could feel Sebastian's lips curving into a smile against my skin. Sebastian kissed my chest where his lips were before nuzzling into me again. In a few minutes, he was fast asleep, his breaths coming out at an even pace. I sat there thinking about nothing more than Sebastian and I. It was so peaceful lying here with Sebastian's chest rising up and down from his breathing. I was in one of my daydreams when my phone vibrated.
Come to my room! Santana, Brittany and I are the only ones here. –Sam
I didn't want to get up from where I was, partially because I didn't want to wake up Sebastian, but mostly because I didn't want to leave his side.
I can see that you read my text. iMessage remember? Get your butt over here! –Sam
I groaned and as much as I didn't want to leave, I'd rather be with someone who is wide-awake like I was.
Be there soon. –Blaine
I slowly made my way out from underneath Sebastian and pulled on the first pair of pants I could find and threw on a shirt. I quietly left the room and made my way down the hall to his room. I was about to knock on his door when I felt something in my pocket that wasn't there before. I reached inside and pulled out a small black box. I furrowed my eyebrows, thinking about how this could have ended up in my pocket. It hit me then that this was what I felt in Sebastian's pants earlier. I must have grabbed his pants by mistake.
I opened the small black box to find the most beautiful engagement ring I had ever seen. For a moment, everything went silent. I didn't understand what the engagement ring meant, probably because I was mentally not prepared to grasp what this signified. The only thing I could hear was my heart beating rapidly and the pounding against my ears. I wasn't sure whether this was real or if I was dreaming.
It was as if everything came crashing over me at once; a hundred and one different questions and thoughts were racing through my head to the point where I couldn't stop and focus on anything. I knew what this meant, but something in me didn't believe it.
An engagement ring. Sebastian had an engagement ring.
I could feel the tears streaming down my face when I realized why he had this engagement ring. It all made sense; why he was so nervous today, why he asked my ring size, why he was questioning me when we were discussing marriage. Crap. I basically ruined everything by not only telling him that I think I'd say yes, but finding out about the ring before he could propose.
Was this real though? Was this just me making things up? Did Sebastian want to marry me? If he did want to marry me, why didn't he ask me? Did he regret buying the ring? Is that why he didn't ask me? Because he didn't want to marry me anymore? Did he buy the ring but then decided against proposing to me? If he bought the ring and didn't propose, does that mean that he would never propose to me?
Stop it Blaine. Stop it!
I didn't notice when the door opened in front of me. "So he went through with it?" Santana said eyeing the ring, smiling and pulling me into a hug. "Congratulations!" Santana pulled away and her face instantly changed into one of solemn when she noticed I was crying but I wasn't speaking. "What's wrong?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows in concern.
"I found this ring in his pocket." I said, which came out more like a nervous laugh. "But he hasn't said anything about it."
"Crap." Santana's eyes grew wide when she realized that I hadn't been proposed to yet and that I found the ring by mistake. "Blaine I didn't mean to ruin anything for you, I'm so sorry."
"What's going on?" Sam asked coming outside the door with Brittany. "Dude, what the hell is that?"
"Blainey!" Brittany said running to give me a hug. "You're marrying Sebby? I'm so happy for you! If I'm not the best man I will be pissed." She said kissing my cheek.
"Guys go back inside real quick I need to talk to Blaine." Santana instructred.
"Wait, Blaine, I love you and I support you but is this real? Is Sebastian your fiancé?" Sam asked.
Everything that they said only fueled my exasperation and my insecurities as to why he hadn't proposed if he had the ring with him all day. I didn't blame him, we hadn't been alone all day and I realized that he was probably going to ask, but trying to take everything in at once was a lot to handle. "No, he's not." I said rubbing my eyes and calming myself down so that I didn't look like such an idiot.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked raising an eyebrow. "Come inside." Sam said pulling me inside with him.
When I sat down, I took a deep breath before starting the story. "I think Sebastian was planning on proposing to me tonight. I found this engagement ring in his pocket, and I'm assuming it's for me."
"Who else would it be for?" Brittany asked, rhetorically I'm guessing.
"Wait so he hasn't actually proposed to you but you found the ring?" Sam asked taking the box from me. "That's awkward." He said putting his arm over my shoulder.
"I don't know why he didn't propose though. Do you think he was talked out of it? Or maybe he realized it was a mistake to ask me to marry him?"
"Shut up." Santana said rolling her eyes. "Of course the ring is for you. And no, I don't think he got cold feet and decided against it. You two haven't been alone today at all, well, besides the quickie in the car."
"Wait, what?" Sam asked.
"Anyways, don't freak out over nothing Blaine, you have no reason to worry. It's kind of awkward that you know he was planning on proposing to you though. What're you going to do?" Santana asked.
"I think I'm going to go talk to him." I said standing up. "Thanks for the support but I really need to figure out what's going on." I said smiling at them before heading towards the door.
"Wait!" Brittany said. "Are you sure you're going to do this? Stay here and think things through before you question him."
"I know what happens when I let my mind wander. I'd rather just have it all out in the open now. I'll see you guys in the morning." I closed the door behind me and walked towards my room.
My mind was a mix of worry and happiness. I was worried because I wasn't sure if the only reason he hadn't proposed was because he didn't have time to do it today, or if it was because he didn't want to anymore. I was happy because if in reality he did want to marry me, then this beautiful act of love was more than I could have ever dreamed of. I took a deep breath before opening the door and having a talk that could either make or break me.
"I was about to go looking for you. I woke up and you weren't with me in bed." Sebastian said sitting up on the bed. "Blaine? What's wrong?" Sebastian got up from the bed and walked over to me.
"Nothing!" I said nervously laughing and wiping away my tears. "I just need to talk to you." I grabbed his hand and brought him to the bed so we could sit down.
"Is everything okay? Why are you crying?" He asked lifting up my chin and kissing a tear that was falling.
"I know you're probably going to hate me, but…I uh, I found this." I got the box out of my pocket and handed it to him. Sebastian's eyes grew wide and he instantly seemed nervous; his face looked worried but mostly embarrassed.
"I-" Sebastian started, but it seemed as if he could barely breathe, let alone talk.
"I just need to know one thing." I said looking at him in his eyes. "Did you not go through with it because you realized you didn't want to marry me?"
"No!" Sebastian said, putting down the box and taking my hands in his. "Of course not! Why would you think that?"
"I don't know." I said, letting out a small sigh. "I didn't know what to think when I saw the ring. I felt bad because a little earlier we were talking about marriage and I said I think I would say yes. Then I ruined everything by finding it. Well, Santana also technically ruined it too."
"Santana?" Sebastian asked.
"I was on my way to hangout with Santana, Brittany, and Sam when I found the ring in your pocket. She saw me staring at it and crying. I guess she assumed they were tears of joy because she congratulated me and said you went through with it, which made me think that you were hesitant about proposing."
"Were they not tears of joy?" Sebastian asked, his face genuinely upset and worried.
"They were a mix. Some tears were because I thought you wanted to marry me, some tears were because I was worried you didn't want to go through. I'm stupid." I said resting my forehead against my palms, embarrassed as to how everything happened.
"Blaine." Sebastian said holding my hands tightly and forcing me to look at him. "I wanted to propose to you today but we were interrupted. By the time we were alone again, I was exhausted and I didn't think I could make the perfect proposal half asleep. I wanted you to have all of my attention when I did it. I wanted it to be perfect, but it didn't turn out that way. That's why I wasn't going to propose tonight. I was going to wait for the perfect moment."
"That's my fault. I ruined everything by finding it." I said resting my head against him.
"I have to be honest with you though." Sebastian said as I lifted my head from his shoulder. "I talked to Hunter about it and Santana found the ring and questioned me about it too. Even Finn found out when he walked outside and heard me rehearsing how I would ask you to marry me." I couldn't stop the small laugh that left my lips at the thought of Sebastian rehearsing a proposal. "I'm not going to lie to you, all day my mind was battling back and forth as to whether or not I should propose to you. Not because I don't love you, because believe me, if there's one thing I'm not lacking it's my love for you. I had doubts and hesitated because of the timing. Everyone keeps telling me that it's not the right time and that I'm rushing it, and I think I might be." Sebastian positioned himself so that he was looking directly at me. "I think the reason I wanted to ask you to marry me so soon is because of everything that's happened between us. We've had so many ups and downs and it seems like there's a new obstacle everyday, but we always triumph. After the shooting though, I realized that our lives could be taken away from us at any moment. I was so scared of losing you that somehow I convinced myself that if you had a ring around your finger and my last name, you would be okay...that no matter what I wouldn't lose you. I know I was impulsive, but I just needed something to make you mine." Sebastian's gaze turned to the floor. "I bought this ring with the intention to propose to you tonight, but after thinking about it, I don't know if it's the smartest choice for right now. We're both in high school and we're young. We have so much growing up to do, but I'm afraid that growing up will mean growing apart." Sebastian took a deep breath before continuing. "I thought marriage would answer all my doubts and worries. It was as if somehow being married to you would make it eternal...make it so that no matter what we would be bound together."
"You know I'm yours." I said lifting his head. "I love you Sebastian, no one else."
"For now." Sebastian said looking at my eyes. "I'm afraid that sometime down the line you might find someone who suits you better. Someone you will love more. I know that if that happens, I won't be able to go on." Sebastian's eyes were watery as he spoke. "I guess I'm just afraid of change. Everything has fallen into place these last few months…I'm in the best place I've ever been in my life, and I'm afraid that one day I'm going to wake up and you won't be there. One day I'll wake up and realize that you were just a dream." A single tear streamed down his face. "I know it doesn't make sense, but I wish I could freeze time. I'm happy where I am now, and I'm afraid of losing it in the future. I'm afraid of everything the future brings, but I know it would be easier if you're there with me. That's why I wanted to marry you. And I apologize, because I know it's the wrong reasons. I figured that by marrying you it would somehow solidify our relationship and we would definitely be together forever, as if marrying you would set our love in stone."
Even if he thought it didn't make sense, it did. Everyone at one time or another fears change and the future. "We will be together forever. You know that Sebastian." I said as I rubbed circles with my thumbs on the back of his hand trying to soothe him.
"That's what you and Kurt would say, but now you're with me. I don't want to ever be your ex boyfriend, Blaine. I want to be your last."
"You will be. You know that, right?" I asked looking at him straight in the eyes. We both gazed into each others eyes until Sebastian moved from where he was sitting next to me.
Sebastian stood up and put away the ring before he kneeled down in front of me; he held my hand and looked me directly in the eye. "Blaine Anderson. It would be unfair to you if I proposed to you for my own selfish reasons, which is why I'm not proposing to you just yet, but I swear to you that one day you will be my husband. I was using marriage as an excuse to help me cope with my insecurities and my doubts about the future and the changes it will bring. Everything I've learned about love, you've taught me in these months that we've been together. I know now that we don't need to be married to prove our love, because marriage is nothing more than a title. You and I share a love that doesn't need labeling to prove it's real. I prove to you my love with every breath I take, because you are the air that I breathe and the reason I wake up every morning. I prove to you my love with every kiss, with every touch, and with every look. I prove to you my love every time I think about you and every time you're in my dreams...as long as this," Sebastian pointed his finger at my heart. "belongs to me, I will be the happiest man alive. So today, I don't ask for your hand in marriage. Today I promise to you that I will love you with every fiber of my being, not just until I die, but until the end of eternity. Today I promise to you that I will do my best to make sure you are always happy and content. Today I promise to you that no matter what the future may bring, through the ups and downs, through thick and thin, through everything…I will always belong to you. My soul, my heart, my being is no longer mine. Everything I have and everything I am is yours, Blaine. I'm yours."
I knew I must have looked like a disaster, but I couldn't stop the tears falling down my face, this time, all of pure happiness. "I...I do-don't know what to say to top that." I said in between sobs and nervous laughs.
"You don't have to say anything." Sebastian stood up and brought me up with him. "You don't even have to promise me the things I promised you. I just want you to know that I'm yours, no matter what, until the end of time." Sebastian had a soft smile that somehow seemed bright, despite the smile being small.
I leaned up to place a soft, sweet, loving kiss on his lips. Although the kiss was quick, it relayed the amount of love I had for him that no words could. "I wish I could think of something romantic on the spot like you did, but know that everything you said, I feel the exact same way. We're two in one Sebastian. Soul mates." That's just how it would be, whether there was a ring on my finger or not.
I am his and he is mine.