The Reason Chapter 55, a glee fanfic

Chapter 55: Evidence

A/N: If Wes was a real character on Glee, just imagine Colton Haynes playing his role cause that's who I picture playing his part in this story! Alrighty, well, I'm excited for you to read this chapter and the story lines I'm brainstorming. Review if you'd like, thanks for the continued support!

"Is it sexy when guys wear their boyfriends things, or does that only really work if you're a girl?" I asked looking through Sebastian's closet and pulling out a button up shirt and putting it on before realizing I didn't feel as sexy as you're supposed to when you wear your boyfriends things.

"You know me, I like keeping things simple." Sebastian said eyeing me. "I prefer no clothes at all, but then again you look good in anything."

"I don't know why I expected a different answer even after knowing you this long." I said rolling my eyes and jumping onto the bed next to Sebastian. "You're not very helpful."

"I know how I can be more helpful." Sebastian rolled on top of me and sat on my groin as I lied down, my head resting on a pillow and my closed fist holding my head up, my eyes on Sebastian trying to guess what he was up to. Sebastian slowly took off his shirt as his eyes teasingly looked at me, the edge of my lips slowly curving into a small, knowing smile. "How is that supposed to help?"

"It made you smile." Sebastian said, not moving from his position from on top of me. Normally I would have expected Sebastian to lean down and start doing whatever he wanted to do to me, but it didn't seem like he was planning on it this time. "And the sexiest thing you can have on is that smile." A shy smile on his face as he shrugged. "Who needs clothes anyway?"

"Aw, Sebastian." I said, my cheeks blushing at the compliment. "That's… surprisingly sweet."

"See? I'm full of surprises. I bet you thought I was just going to molest you." He said scoffing before rolling off of me, placing a kiss on my cheek before putting on his reading glasses, his signature arrogant Sebastian smile on his face. Sebastian was a lot more playful than he let on, but I liked that I was the only one who really saw that side of him consistently. He was his best around me, and I was my best around him.

I patiently waited for Cooper to appear on the screen as Sebastian sat next to me, his back resting against the headboard and his gaze intently focused on the book in his hand. I wasn't exactly sure why he was still shirtless and lounging in nothing but pajama pants; maybe because it was comfortable or maybe because he was giving me something to look at.

"I can see you staring." Sebastian said, a smirk making it's way onto his lips as he quickly eyed me before turning his attention back to the book. Something about his simple, relaxed posture still managed to be appealing. Like I said, it was probably the shirtless thing. "Not that I mind." He added when he saw me blush before looking at my screen.

Before I could reply to Sebastian, Cooper was waving at me from what appeared to be his living room. "Hey squirt."

"I'm 17 Coop. Enough with the squirt." Like I said, old habits die hard. "It's good to see you." My train of thought was interrupted when I realized Cooper didn't seem like his usual self. His skin was pale and his eyes seemed tired, and judging from the sweater he was wearing despite the sunrays beaming from the window, it seemed as if he was cold. More than anything, he looked worn down.

"Judging from the smile on your face its safe to say you're with Sebastian." Cooper winked at me and gave me a smile, but not the same Cooper smile, a weak… fragile smile.

"Y-yeah." I held the back of my neck as I let out a small laugh. "He's sitting right here." I rotated the camera so that Sebastian was on the screen.

"Hi Coop." Sebastian said smiling at the camera.

"Hey Sebastian." I turned the laptop back to face me before readjusting the pillow behind me and making myself comfortable. "So little brother, what time should I be expecting you Sunday?"

"The flight is scheduled to arrive at 6pm. I'll text you the day of when we figure ou-"

"Sebastian!" Santana's voice called from what sounded like the living room. "Come here!"

"No." Sebastian said plainly in a low voice, knowing that Santana wouldn't be able to hear him.

"I know you probably said no, so I'm going to ask one more time nicely." Santana yelled back.

Sebastian groaned before taking off his reading glasses and closing his book. "I'll be right back." He said in between his teeth as he leaned towards me and kissed my cheek before he made his way out of his room.

"Are they driving each other crazy yet?" Cooper asked.

"Not yet." I said smiling. "Almost there though. I'm excited to spend the week with you guys."

"Same here. It feels like it's been forever." I knew his words were sincere, but it wasn't with the same Cooper enthusiasm. "I've missed you, kid."

"Coop is everything okay? You seem a little… off. You sort of look like crap."

"Gee thanks." He said furrowing his eyebrows and pouting before running his hands through his hair. "I'm fine, just some side effects of the treatment but I'll be okay."

"Are you sure? You've been receiving treatment for a while but this is the first time I've seen you like this. Have you gone to the doctors to make sure that, you know… everything is still okay."

"I promise." Cooper said smiling, but I knew Cooper, and I could tell he was hiding something. "You're not getting rid of me anytime soon. Well that's a lie, I actually have to leave right now. I have a meeting with a director whose filming some indie movie and word on the street is I'm a possible interest for the male lead. I'll see you Sunday at 6pm sharp."

"Okay! Good luck Coop. I'll see you soon."

"Bye Squi- Blaine." Cooper laughed before waving and ending the call.

I closed the laptop and placed it on the nightstand, the uneasiness that I felt at seeing Cooper so down making it's way back into my stomach. I didn't think about anything else, my mind lost in itself, until Sebastian came walking in through the door.

"What did I miss?" He asked as he sat cross-legged on the bed directly in front of me, two slices of pizza on a plate in his hand. "I swear Santana takes advantage of me. The only reason she called me was to answer the door and pay for the pizza that she had already ordered… and then she said that she needed me to do it because Brittany was sleeping on her, but Brittany was smiling so it was pretty obvious she was lying." Sebastian shook his head. "I stole a slice for you though." He said handing me the plate with my slice, a small smile on his lips before he took a bite from his own slice. "What's wrong?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Cooper seems a little down. He says his sickness is caused by the treatment; I just really hope that everything is okay."

"Hey, hey. He'll be fine. I know Coop, and I know he would hate to see you worrying over nothing. You knew that the treatment might make him sick." Sebastian grabbed my hand with his hand and lifted my chin with his finger so that I was looking directly at him. "Think of it as a good thing… the treatment is working."

"You're right." I said letting out a sigh. "I'm going to have to take this pizza to go though, I'm meeting Sam to help him with his applications to college."

"Wow, I've never bought someone dinner and been run out on before they even started eating." Sebastian leaned in closer so that his lips were right next to me ear. "And the worst part? No sex." I could feel his lips curve into a smile against my ear as I placed my hand on his chest to push him back.

"Only you." I said laughing. "I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked kissing his cheek before getting off the bed as Sebastian threw himself onto his back, arching his abdomen to stretch as he let out a yawn.

"I'll think about it." He said winking at me.

"Well, let me know what you decide." I said grabbing my bag and walking over to him, leaning down to press my lips into his. I was only going to place a small kiss on his lips, but Sebastian had a different idea; his hand reached behind me and held onto my neck, his tongue swiping my lips, begging for entrance. I could feel him smirk against my lips when my muscles relaxed and I started giving into his touch, giving into the way he made me feel. Sebastian's free hand was travelling down my back, his fingers pulling up on the edge of my shirt. "And this is where I call it quits." I said pulling back, his neck leaning forward in attempts to keep his lips on mine.

"Quitter." Sebastian said smirking and putting his hands behind his head.

"You're too attractive for your own good." I walked over to the door and waved goodbye without turning around. "Bye Seb, I love you."

"Je t'aime aussi."

"Je t'aime?" I asked as I turned back to look at him.

"It means I love you." He said, his gaze turning from the ceiling towards me.

"You should speak French more. It's… sexy." The corner of Sebastian's lip turned into a half smile and he raised an eyebrow, but before I could let him process what I had insinuated, I smiled devilishly and closed the door behind me.

"So do you have a song prepared?" Hunter asked as we found a free table in the courtyard.

"I'm winging it, just to prove that I'm way better than him."

"At least you're confident." Hunter waved over Wes who was coming from behind me. I knew it was Wes from the slightest change in his demeanor when Wes was around. I guess after spending so much time with Hunter, I grew to learn more things about him that I thought. Not that I cared enough to notice. The old Sebastian rarely ever cared enough to get to know anyone really. "Play nice." Hunter warned, probably judging from the look I have whenever Wes comes to mind. It's a mix of being disgusted and repulsed at the same time, even though they are basically the same thing... sort of.

I was debating between eating the pizza on my plate or not, for one because I had it for dinner last night, and also because it literally looked like no effort went into making this. "I'll try." I said picking up my apple, deciding it was the only suitable thing to eat, and leaning back in my seat before taking a bite from it but realizing it was slightly rotten. I placed it on Hunters plate and took his apple, happy to find that his was perfectly ripe. His exasperated look told me he wanted the apple.

"Hey Hunter. Sebastian." Wes said, a cheeky grin on his stupid face.

"Oh hey Wes, good to see ya." I said rolling my eyes, Hunter being the only one who saw it and quickly throwing eye daggers my way.

"Sebastian I want my apple back. This one is rotten." Hunter held his head with his closed fist, his irritated look masked by his desire to rip the apple right out of my hand.

"Hunter, don't be mean." I teased. Wes breathed on his apple and wiped it on his blazer before handing it to Hunter, a small smile on his lips.

"Oh, no, I don't want it." Hunter said, his voice softening up just slightly, barely enough to really notice.

"You just told me you wanted this one." I mumbled, not getting involved between whatever interactions they were telepathically having. It literally looked as if they were undressing each other with their eyes; I would know, I've undressed countless people with my eyes. Not anymore, of course.

"Shut up Sebastian." Hunter said, rolling his eyes and sighing, knowing that as much as he tried hating me, it just wasn't possible. I thought I was a pretty lovable guy, now.

"Take it." Wes said, placing it on his tray. Hunter looked at it, his cheeks blushing ever so slightly before thanking him and accepting it.

"So, Wes, I hear you're gay." I said holding my head up with my fist and looking at him, trying to look as nonchalant and not bored as I possibly could. Hunter choked on some water that he was drinking and almost spit it out, but managed to get out a wide-eyed glare aimed directly at me.

"Uhh, yeah." Wes said letting out a small laugh. "Sort of, I still like girls too." Wes had light skin and it was clear that he was slightly embarrassed from the rush of blood to his cheeks.

"That's cool. Well, welcome." I said patting him on the back. "Although, to be quite honest, I just don't see being a bisexual as a real thing. It sort of just sounds like someone who loves sex and will get it from whoever they can." That wasn't true, I didn't believe that. I just liked poking at someone's buttons to see how far I can go. "Has Hunter put out yet?"

"Sebastian! What the hell!" Hunter said, his annoyance now clearly visible.

Wes let out a small breathy laugh before looking at me. "Sebastian Smythe, always somehow managing to be the charmer and the jerk at the same time; you're I-don't-care attitude and laid back, cool demeanor must make all the girls swoon. And the guys."

"Stick with me, I'll show you a trick here or there. Especially on this one." I said winking at Hunter.

"You realize I literally hate you?" Hunter asked, his head shaking back and forth.

Wes laughed before speaking again. "You two sound a lot like what we used to sound like." And for the first time, I saw Wes be slightly… human. It was barely a falter in his tone, but I was pretty good at catching the small details. Take for instance that one spot in the crook Blaine's neck that I know will get a moan out of him… or the way he tries his best to hold it in and pretends he isn't impatient when I playfully nibble on his inner thigh.

"He's thinking about Blaine." Hunter said smirking. "He always has this same dopey look that kind of makes me want to punch him."

"So he is capable of love? I never would have thought from everything I've heard." Wes added.

"I can hear you guys." I said throwing the pizza away in a trash that was conveniently placed near us, a little more venom in my voice than necessary.

"I have to go. I'm meeting with the head master before next period, so I'll see you guys at the show off. Bring you're A game Sebastian." Wes said, a sincere smile on his face that still irked me nonetheless.

"Always do." I said, mustering up the best smile I could.

"Bye." Hunter added. After Wes had left, Hunter took it upon himself to let me know exactly what he was thinking, even though I already knew. "Are you serious Sebastian? You say you'll give him a chance and then you just throw him under the bus like that."

"Hunter, I talk to everyone like that. I'm not treating him any different than I treat anyone else." I said shrugging my shoulders. I looked behind Hunter to see Wes talking with some guy and whispering something in his ear before smirking. Normally I wouldn't care, but all the tricks Wes was using I've used hundreds of times before. I knew that Wes was just as capable as I was at getting what I wanted.

Which only meant one thing. He was smooth, but most of all, sly, which are thing that I pride myself in. Obviously, the tricks aren't necessary now that I was with Blaine, but I could still spot it out like it was my job. Hunter was still scolding me, but I had no idea what he was going on about, my mind already thinking of what I was going to do next.

"Yeah, uhh, I'll try to be nicer or whatever. I'll talk to you later." I said, not even looking at Hunter before getting up and making my way towards the direction Wes was heading towards.

As my moral compass, I need your advice. – Sebastian

Okay, what is it? – Blaine

Hypothetically, if I saw someone do something that I know you would be hurt by, would you want me to tell you? – Sebastian

Sebastian… – Blaine

Hypothetically, we weren't dating. We were just good friends. – Sebastian

What is this about? – Blaine

This is a hypothetical scenario! – Sebastian

Well, I would think I'd like to be told, even if it would kind of suck. What did you do… – Blaine

Hypothetically, I didn't do anything. Thanks for the words of wisdom, oh wise one, I'll see you later! Wish me luck on the show off! – Sebastian

Show off? Please don't get hurt. – Blaine

Not that kind of show off. I took your advice and I'm using my voice to prove that I deserve a solo at nationals. Anyways, Hunter is staring at me so I gotta go. Stay sexy! – Sebastian

Normally I would worry why he was texting me asking me for my opinion and asking me weird questions, but I figured Sebastian was being Sebastian and he would figure out whatever it was he was stressing over.

"Are you even listening?" Tina asked, her exasperation aimed directly at me.

"I'm sorry Tina, Sebastian just needed help with something." I said squeezing her hand and apologizing. "I don't see what the problem is. You love Mike, don't you?"

"I do, he was my first and I really loved him, but he broke up with me and comes back to tell me maybe we can still work something out? That's not fair." Tina grunted before grabbing a stool and placing it next to the piano. I sat at the piano, playing a few keys before looking at Tina.

"How long ago was this?" I asked grabbing the sheet music she handed to me.

"Well we talked back during Grease… but nothing came of it." I looked at Tina, the confusion evident in my face.

"So why aren't you dating?" I asked, honestly curious as to why this was a problem.

"I don't know. I… he broke my heart, and I tried as hard as I could to get over it, and I did. Out of sight, out of mind. I mean, the first guy I fell for was you and you're gay and have a boyfriend, but I still want to explore my other options. Ryder is cute, but he has that stupid catfish thing going on, and Jake is already taken. Artie and Kitty seem to be having something going on, but who knows. I'm just… Tina."

"Yes, you are, but Tina is an amazing girl. " I said as Tina blushed.

"You're supposed to say that as the best friend." Tina said smiling.

"Oh hey y'all." Artie said as he entered the choir room, Sam walking behind him and pushing him inside as Brittany came skipping into the choir room. "What're you two up to?"

"Hey guys. Blaine's helping me rehearse before my number today in glee club." Tina said hugging them both, Brittany coming over and hugging me from behind, placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Mind if we sit in?" Sam asked, taking a seat before his request was even considered, knowing that we would say yes either way. "So, I was thinking that since we have Spring Break next week we should all take a road trip to somewhere exotic, like… like Canada or something."

The gang started immediately brainstorming ideas of where to go and how they would get there, completely forgetting that I had told them I would be leaving. I think. "Guys I can't go, I'm going to California with Sebastian, remember?"

"That's fine." Sam said waving his hand before focusing back on everyone who was huddled together. It was good to know I would be missed.

"Sam, did you remember to mail the applications this morning?" I asked. Sam's eyes widened before he muttered crap and booked it outside of the choir room. Brittany and Artie laughed before sitting in the front row of the chairs, talking about who knows what, as Tina sat down on the stool and cleared her throat, ready to rehearse.

"Why are you guys here so early?" Jake asked walking into the choir room hand in hand with Marley as I played the first key.

"We were going to rehearse, but…" Tina said looking around as everyone came into the choir room. Kitty, Ryder, Unique, Joe, and Sugar walked in and suddenly the room was alive with different conversations and laughter. "None of you have class?" Tina asked raising an eyebrow.

"I'm skipping." Kitty said sitting on top of the piano and crossing her legs. "Has it come to anyone's attention that we still have to decide the numbers we're going to perform?"

"We still need to decide who gets the solo at Nationals." Artie added.

"Are we doing two group numbers?" Joe asked.

"I think we should have an all girls number with male back ups, the solo, then a group performance with a main male lead." I pitched in.

"It worked for us in the past." Sam added walking back into the choir room, hi-fiving me before taking a seat behind Artie.

"Troubletones 2.0?" Brittany asked.

"What's that?" Marley asked taking a seat on Jakes lap, draping her hand over him. Brittany started explaining to her the debacle of last year, and how surprisingly something amazing came out of it.

"Blaine Anderson." A voice came from the doorway and we all turned our heads to look at who had called my name, realizing it was Principal Figgins. "I need to see you in my office, immediately." I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I stood up and made my way out of the completely silent room.

"So who goes first?" Wes asked crossing his arms. "If you'd like to go first, you can." Wes said smiling.

"You both come in here and think that you can just decide what to do." Hunter said standing up and walking over to us. "Letting you guys decide what song you'll be performing makes it too easy for you. I'll be choosing what song you'll be performing."

"You can't just tell us what we're going to sing. What if we don't know the song?" I asked, my eyebrow raised.

"You guys didn't even think it through! We're an acapella group, how did you expect to perform songs without even informing the team of what harmonies they need to learn? I've asked them to prepare for one song, so you'll be performing Counting Stars by One Republic."

"If you say so." I smirked before looking at the Warblers who immediately started harmonizing in the background.

(Wes)

Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby I've been, I've been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars

(Sebastian)

I see this life
Like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
In my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told
I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

(Wes and Sebastian)

Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

(Wes)

I feel the love
And I feel it burn
Down this river every turn
Hope is a four letter word
Make that money
Watch it burn
Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

(Sebastian)

And I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly

(Wes)

(Wes and Sebastian)

Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

Wes was better than I expected, but I knew that I had this one in the bag. Hunter didn't move from his spot on the couch but was looking directly at Wes and I who were standing in front of the Warblers, slightly out of breath after the entire performance.

"Wes, you did an amazing job. Your talent and passion is incredible and I know the Warblers now know that." Hunters gaze turned from Wes to me. "However, for this competition, Sebastian will be performing the solo."

Wes half smiled before turning his attention to me and extending his hand. "Congratulations."

"Thank you." I said taking his hand into mine. "Warblers, five minute break." As the Warblers dispersed, I walked my way over to Hunter who looked somewhat torn. I threw myself next to him, throwing my arm over his shoulder but automatically being rejected as he scooted forward in his seat, rolling his eyes but the small smile on his lips telling me he wasn't actually upset.

"I feel like you're always telling the Warblers to have a break." He said standing up and brushing himself off and fixing his blazer. "Where did Wes go?" Hunter asked furrowing his eyebrows.

"No idea. I'll be right back." I said standing up and walking towards the door.

"Just because you won don't think that means you don't have to come back."

"Yeah, yeah." I said waving my hand, dismissing whatever he was saying. I walked outside of the common room and found Wes walking down the hall. "Hey Wes!" I called as I ran towards him. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"What's up?" He asked, turning his head to look at me.

"Listen, I need to talk to you about something." I said crossing my arms and signaling him to follow me to a small table, the table that I first sat at with Blaine. "I know this isn't any of my business, but I want to know what's up with you and Hunter."

"What do you mean?" He asked reclining in his seat.

"What's your angle? Hunter filled me in, and it just doesn't make sense to me. If you really came here because you wanted to win Hunter over, it doesn't make sense that you would be making out with some other guy." Wes' eyes widened slightly but he kept his calm.

"Are you spying on me Sebastian Smythe?" Wes asked leaning forward, a smirk making its way onto his lips.

"I wouldn't call it spying." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Hunter is confused about who he is, and you're only making it more difficult on him by showing up and claiming to be in love with him out of nowhere. I'm not going to tell you what to do, but unless you actually want to be with Hunter, then I would recommend leaving him alone. Do whatever you want with whoever you want, just be respectful of Hunter because he likes you, and he doesn't deserve that… I know he was happy when you came, but I know it also has him somewhat distraught." I didn't want him to take it the wrong way, but I knew my tone was for the most part defensive and arrogant even when I tried to simmer it down a bit.

"There's a lot of the kettle calling the pot black right now, isn't there?" Looks like he did take it the wrong way. "I do care for him, a lot. I'm not going to stop trying to win him over, but if I get bored on my quest to get him to like me, then I'll find a quick fix. Don't tell me you see anything wrong with that, Smythe. Besides, who are you to lecture me? Especially seeing as you basically did the exact same thing to him. If there's anyone who Hunter should be cautious around it's you. I know about everything you did to him when you and Blaine were having your drama, and to be honest, I don't like your friendship and I especially don't like how you used him. Even now, you use him as a filler when Blaine isn't around because you know you don't want to be alone again. Am I wrong?"

"You don't know anything about me." I said pushing away from the table. "I wanted to be at peace, but clearly this isn't going to work. I'm telling him that I saw you with some other guy, Wes. And believe it or not, even if you are kind of a fucking dick, I'm not doing this out of spite. I'm doing this because I care about Hunter and I want to see him happy."

"And you think he's going to believe you? Sebastian, I don't know if you've realized this but you're sort of old news. I was his best friend before he left, and I am again." I was trying to be nice, I really was, but Wes wasn't making it easy. "As for Dalton, the era of Sebastian Smythe is over, and you're looking at your replacement."

"It's uncanny how much you remind me of myself." I pulled out my phone from my pocket and pulled out the picture I had taken earlier when I trailed Wes when he left after lunch. "Which is why I know you weren't expecting this." I showed him the picture I took of him making out with another guy in one of the classrooms; his eyes were glaring at the picture and then at me. I would have to give credit to Santana for teaching me my lesson last year during the Michael incident and teaching me it's always good getting hard evidence. And for the first time, Wes didn't have anything to say. I smirked before turning around and taking a step before changing my mind. "You know what, I'm not going to show him this… for him, not for you. If you think you're here to replace me, then you're in for a rude awakening." I said as I crossed my arms. "But, for some reason, I like you. Like I said, you remind me of myself; just remember new kid, you can't beat the original." I smirked before turning around and making my way towards the common room, already a few minutes late.

I wasn't sure where we stood. Friends. Enemies. Both?

This is precisely why the old Sebastian never got attached; all it did was cause problems.

"I'm here to drop something off for Mr. Smythe." I handed over the manila envelope to the front desk, the secretary's gentle smile welcoming.

"Sure! Can I ask from who?"

"Y-Yeah, from Blaine Anderson." The cashier looked something up in her computer before smiling up at me.

"He's in his room if you'd like to give this to him yourself."

"No, it's okay! I'll just leave it with you if you don't mind."

"Not at all, is there anything else I can help you with?"

"No, I'm all set. Have a good day." I smiled before making my way outside, my mind debating about whether or not I should have given the envelope directly to Mr. Smythe, but then I'd feel bad and would have to tell Sebastian I saw his father. If there was one thing I wasn't good at, it's my ability to silence my guilty conscious. It always got the best of me, not that it was a bad thing.

"Mr. Anderson, it's come to my attention that you're canoodling with a member of a show choir you will be facing at Nationals. According to my files, you are dating someone by the name of…" Principal Figgins flipped through a folder pointing at something on it and looking up at me. "Sebastian Smythe." I mean, I could have told him my own boyfriends name if he didn't want to look it up. Principal Figgins gave me a similar look that a parent would give to a child who had been caught doing something bad.

"Principal Figgins, I don't think I'm following." I said shaking my head. "This isn't the first time the glee club has decided to mix things up a bit and date someone outside of our show choir. Rachel told me she dated some guy on Vocal Adrenaline once."

"That relationship ended with eggs being cracked over Ms. Berry's head and slashed tires on the cars of the other team." Wait, what?

"Wait, how did you even find out I was dating Sebastian?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"This was dropped off at the school for you." Principal Figgins slid an envelope to me that had written in the middle of it my name, and in the corner the address of the Westerville Rehabilitation Center and Mr. Smythe written under it in excessively beautifully written handwriting.

"So you just took it upon yourself to snoop?" I muttered under my breath. "Thank you Principal Figgins. Is there anything else?"

"No Mr. Anderson, you're free to leave." Principal Figgins gave me a look that I knew was him making it clear to me how he felt about inter-show choir relationships.

I walked towards the choir room and opened the letter. To say I was surprised by the contents of the letter was an understatement.

Blaine,

I know I don't have any right to ask you for a favor, but I need you to do something for me. I wanted to know if you had recordings of my son's performances at the show choir competitions? If you do, would you be able to provide a copy to me? The address of where I am is on the front of the envelope.

The most surprising part was the last sentence separated from the entire note.

Thank you for loving my son.

I walked back into the show choir right before Mr. Schue was coming in as well. "Mr. Schuester, do you have recordings of our show choir competitions?" I wasn't sure why he needed the videos, but I didn't see any harm in him wanting to see his sons performances.

"I believe so." He said patting my back. "Why?"

"Do you think I could borrow them? I want to do some research on the competition before we make our set list, you know, to get a feel for the general trend of their songs choices." Mr. Schue nodded and a look came across his face as if he wondered why he never thought of doing that himself. Looks like I just accidentally gave myself extra work.

I arrived at Sebastian's house half an hour later with 3 coffees and a special dog treat for Jett. That dog was seriously spoiled; any time either Sebastian or I went to his apartment, we always had either a new treat or a new toy for him.

"Thank god. Sebastian made coffee earlier and I literally wanted to die at how nasty it was." Santana said grabbing her cup of coffee. "You're the best." She said kissing my cheek.

"At least he tries." I said laughing. I heard barking from Sebastian's room and I could hear Jett scratching at the door, knowing that I was here or smelling the delicious treat. It was some weird dog cupcake that apparently dogs loved. Sebastian opened the door and Jett came running over to me, a smile making its way onto Sebastian's lips when he saw why Jett was so excited.

"Hey Jett!" Jett jumped up on his hind legs and tried jumping up. "What did we say about greeting people?" Jett immediately sat down but his tail was wagging rapidly, his excitement evident in how quickly he would stand on his four legs and how quickly he would return to his sitting position over and over again. "I'm just kidding, give me some love." I squat down in front of him and he eagerly got in his hind legs to lick my face as I scratched behind his ears. "You smell it don't you?" I said laughing. I pulled out a little box from my bag and opened it to give him the dog cupcake. I thought the cupcake was pretty big, but two bites later and it was completely gone. Jett sat down again, eagerly waiting for another treat. "Sorry buddy, that's all I have."

"Hey there stranger." Sebastian walked over to me as I stood up, wrapping his arm around me and pressing his lips into mine. "I'm not used to sharing your love with someone else. I thought you told me not to love Jett more than I loved you, but it looks like the tables turned." He said nudging me. "No treats for me?" He asked pouting.

"Not yet, maybe later." I said winking at him, eliciting a gag from Santana.

"Are you guys ready to go? Tonight is date night and I still have to get ready."

"If it didn't take you two hours to get ready you wouldn't need to rush us." Sebastian smirked at her before going to his room and bringing out our suitcases.

"Our second vacation together and it hasn't even been a year." He said bumping me with his hip. "Look at us go." Sebastian grabbed his coffee from the table and sipped it before placing a quick kiss on my lips.

"You need to keep Jett on his eating and bathroom schedule while we're gone. And seriously, I know you feed him food all the time Santana, you should cut back on it."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Santana said as she gave Jett a piece of leftover chicken from dinner the night before. Sebastian rolled his eyes and grunted but it still went ignored by Santana. "Alright, let's ditch this joint." Santana grabbed her keys and walked outside.

"You have our passports?" Sebastian grabbed our suitcases and started rolling them outside, locking the door behind him as I made my way to the car with Jett on his leash.

"In here." I said patting my bag.

The drive to the airport was short and filled with mostly Santana and I singing along to the radio as Sebastian played with Jett.

"Bring me back something expensive." Santana said as we got out of the car.

"Obviously." I said smiling at her. "We'll see you next week. Please take care of Jett."

"My god, you two are annoying. If Jett has two gay dads he has to have a lesbian mom, of course I'm going to take care of him. I love the little guy." Jett jumped into the front passenger seat, licking us both good bye.

"Bye little guy, we'll see you soon." We waved goodbye as Santana drove away, ready to spend an entire week in the beautiful city of angels.

"Ready?" Sebastian asked taking my hand.

"Ready."

The flight was relatively uneventful. I spent most of it napping on Sebastian's shoulder with Lana del Rey's entire album playing on my iPod. Sebastian filled me in on what had between him and Wes, and I was surprisingly pleased with how he handled things. On top of that, he reclaimed his solo by demonstrating by pure talent that he deserved it. I'm not sure if that was a good thing for the New Directions, but it was a good thing for him and it automatically made it a good thing for me as well.

When someone else's happiness is your happiness; that is love. One of the many things Lana has taught me.

"What song are you humming?" Sebastian asked raising an eyebrow as we tried finding Cooper and Julie.

"Off to the Races. I know I'm usually into top 40 or older classic songs, but I'm really digging this new sound. It's… unique. It's a Lana Del Rey song."

"Who?" Sebastian asked.

"She sings… uhh, Summertime Sadness, Born to Die, Video Games…" I asked seeing if I could jog his memory, but I doubted he knew her. It wasn't his type of music.

"Isn't she kind of weird? Like dark and sort of depressing. Which makes you weird, dark, and depressing by association."

"No! Well, yes. She's different, not depressing! But I love her music, it's awesome you should listen to it."

"I'll pass." Sebastian said shaking his head.

"Your loss." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Just remind me not to serenade you with her music then because I already had a hundred different scenarios in my head."

"Oh god…" Sebastian said laughing. Just then, we saw someone waving in our general direction and when we got closer I realized it was Julie.

"Blaine! Sebastian!" She said walking to us and embracing the both of us. "Is it possible you guys got even more handsome than I remember?"

"Aw, thanks Julie."

"Probably." Sebastian said, an arrogant smile on his face that made Julie laugh and shake her head.

"Still being modest Sebastian?"

"Always." Sebastian chimed. Julie laughed as she directed us where to go, Sebastian's smile growing wider as the hot California weather enveloped us.

"Julie, where's my brother?" I asked when we got to her car. I assumed Cooper was getting the car and that's why he wasn't there, but it turned out I was wrong.

"Cooper is uhm… he's at the hospital."

And then my heart dropped.

"What? Why?" I asked, feeling myself becoming agitated but trying my best not to freak out. Sebastian grabbed my shoulder from the backseat, knowing me well enough to know what was going through my mind.

"Don't worry, he's just there because he wasn't feeling well and he wants to make sure everything is okay. He said he's doing it more for you than for himself." She said laughing. "I swear I think he loves you more than he loves himself, and probably more than me. He said you would annoy him to death if he didn't get checked before you arrived."

"So he did lie to me… he told me he got checked and the doctor said he was fine. Julie, be honest with me, how is he?"

"The treatment has been pretty rough but he's an Anderson." She said smiling at me and squeezing my hand. "He's a fighter Blaine. Don't you worry."

"Can we go see him?"

"I knew you'd want to." She said smiling. "We're actually almost there."

"You don't mind, do you?" I asked turning my head and asking Sebastian.

"Of course not." Sebastian said giving me a reassuring smiling. "I'm here for you." I gave him a soft smile before turning my attention back to the road.

When we got to the hospital, it was easy enough to find what wing he was in. "Hi, I'm here to see Cooper Anderson, I'm Blaine Anderson, his brother."

"One second." The nurse said smiling at me.

"I really need to stop going on vacations." I said sighing.

"Why is that?" Sebastian asked putting his arm over my shoulder and kissing the side of my head.

"Twice. Twice I've gotten off the airplane and have been told that someone I loved was in the hospital." Sebastian squeezed my arm before giving me a small smile.

"I guess I should apologize for that." He said resting his head on mine. "Forgive me?"

Instead of answering him, I shook my head and rolled my eyes; he had no reason to say sorry for being in the hospital. The pain I felt that day was caused by him, but not technically.

"Mr. Anderson." The nurse said from behind me.

"Yes?" I asked turning to face her.

"Unfortunately you've been denied visiting rights to the patient. You and one other person."

"Who?"

"I can't give you the name, I'm sorry."

"Can I go visit him? My name is Sebastian Smythe." Sebastian asked.

The nurse smiled knowingly and let out a small laugh. "Sorry sir, you're the other name on this list." Sebastian furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me.

"Why are we not allowed to see him? He's my brother." I asked, slightly irritated but not at the nurse, more at the situation.

"My apologies Mr. Anderson but it doesn't say why, it just says who."

"Okay, thank you." I said smiling at her before turning to Julie.

"Julie, do you know what's going on?"

"No idea Blaine." She said confused.

I took out my phone and quickly dialed Coopers number.

"Cooper?"

"Hey little brother! How was the flight?" Cooper asked, the smile evident in his voice.

"Why are Sebastian and I not allowed to visit you?"

"Blaine, you came here on vacation, not to stress over me! I'm fine, but I knew if you found out I was in the hospital you would try to visit me. I also knew that Julie would tell you, and tell her I'm calling her out on it, and I knew the first place you would come was here… so I told the nurses you and Sebastian were some crazy psychopaths who were out to kill me and you were not allowed in my room under any circumstances."

"Cooper, what the hell?!" I asked, half in annoyance and half in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

"Yes about the first part, no about the crazy psychopath thing. But still, I gave them your names to not allow you inside."

"Is this a joke, why would you do that?"

"I'll be home tonight or tomorrow latest. There's really no reason for you to come visit me."

"Only you would pull a move like this."

"The one and only. Pass me to Julie. I'll see you soon, okay? Bye squirt, Love ya."

"I wish I could say the same."

"Ouch."

"Julie, Cooper wants to talk to you." I said handing the phone to her. Julie grabbed the phone before walking a short ways away to talk in private.

"So what's up?" Sebastian asked taking a seat in the waiting area as Julie talked to Cooper.

"He said that he knew we would try to visit him but it's our vacation and he didn't want us spending it in a hospital." I said taking the seat next to him.

"That's insane." Sebastian said shaking his head but laughing. "Literally only a thing Coop would do."

"Right?" I said, slightly irritated but glad that Cooper was well enough to pull his crazy antics.

"Well, it has been assigned to me the task of making you guys feel at home." Julie said, a genuine smile on her face. "You know your brother, Blaine, there's no point in arguing now. What do you say we head back to our place, I'll cook you guys dinner and relax tonight at home and we'll start the adventures tomorrow when Coop is with us?"

"Sounds good to me." I said standing up and following Julie. Sebastian got up and intertwined his fingers with mine, a smile on his lips but his gaze straight ahead.

The night was perfect; Julie cooked us a delicious dinner that was literally to die for and after we spent the rest of the evening watching movies which ultimately resulted in Julie pulling out her guitar and the three of us singing together.

I really did try and pretend it didn't bother me that Cooper was in the hospital, but it was like a thorn in my side. I needed evidence... something that told me Cooper was actually okay and not just saying that to make me feel better.

I didn't stop smiling from the second I got here, but now that Sebastian was fast asleep next to me and I was alone with my own thoughts, I knew it would be harder to ignore that uneasiness in the pit of my stomach.

I looked over at Sebastian, kissing his forehead before nuzzling in closer to him, my mind finding peace in the words I knew he would be telling me if he was awake.

He'll be fine Blaine. He'll be okay.