Another chapter, woohoo! I'm on spring break right now, so I get a lot more time to write. Enjoy!

BPOV

The next morning is Saturday, and I wake up to my phone beeping. Looking at it, I see that I have a text message from nearly all the New Directions asking if Sebastian is okay. I message them all saying that he's fine before falling back to sleep.

When I wake again, it's to a light touch on my back. Gentle patterns are being drawn into my skin and I open my eyes to find that it's Sebastian's fingers doing the drawing. When he sees that I'm awake, he smiles. "Morning," he says softly, not pausing in his touch.

"What are you doing?" I mumble sleepily.

"Making sure this is real," he replies as if this should be obvious.

My sleep-addled brain can't figure out what that means. "Why wouldn't it be real?" I ask, confused.

He laughs. "You're mom sent me up to wake you and tell you that breakfast is almost ready, but when I walked in here I just couldn't shake the feeling that what happened yesterday was just a dream," he explains.

I smile, understanding. "It wasn't a dream," I tell him.

He hesitates. "So…you really do love me?"

I grin and lean in slowly to press my lips to his. "Very much."

"And we're…together?" he asks.

I grin. "Yes, Sebastian, it was all real. Now, did you say something about food?"

This makes him giggle. "Um, yeah. Breakfast is ready, so come downstairs and eat."

I nod, smiling at him. "Okay, I'll meet you there in a minute."

He starts toward the door before turning back. "Oh! Blaine? I just wanted to say…I love you."

"I love you too," I reply. He smiles and leaves, and I crawl out of bed to wash my face and put on pants. I decide to just stay in my pajamas today, so I go with pajama pants. Downstairs, I find Sebastian and my mom at the counter together, finishing cooking breakfast. They barely notice me until they join me at the table.

It's nice to watch Sebastian fitting in to the breakfast conversation as if he's always been here. I'm watching him happily when my mom says something that pulls me into reality again. "So," she says casually, "How is being officially together going?"

I am shocked for a moment, wondering if maybe Sebastian told her, but the look on his face tells me he didn't. "Of course," mom is continuing with the same casual tone, "I was hoping it would happen at some point, but…" she catches the looks on our faces. "Oh, was I not supposed to know yet?"

Sebastian finds his voice before I do. "How did you know?" he asks, incredulous.

She laughs. "Well it wasn't hard to figure out." Seeing that neither of us have any idea what she's talking about, she gets up and beckons to us. "Come with me, boys." And, because we are too shocked to do anything else, we follow her. She leads us into the bathroom and pulls us both in front of the mirror. "Just look at yourselves. This is happier than I've seen you two in so long. And it was hard to miss the way you looked at each other this morning."

She's right, of course. We do look happy. "Were we that obvious?" I ask.

She laughs. "To me, yes. I'm your mother, Blaine, I know you well, and I know Sebastian pretty well too. So, when I saw you this morning, I just knew."

Sebastian shakes his head, unbelieving. "And…you're not upset about this?"

She pulls him into a hug. "Of course not, honey! Why would I be? I've been waiting for this to happen for weeks now! I just want you two to be happy." She pauses. "And safe. Make sure you're being safe, okay?"

Sebastian goes red, and I groan. "Mom!"

"What?" she asks innocently.

"Seriously, we haven't even been together for 24 hours and you're lecturing us about using protection?"

She sighs. "Well Blaine, I'm your mother, it's my job to embarrass you. Now don't use that tone with me or I'll pull out your old naked baby pictures and show them to Sebastian," she threatens.

Sebastian bursts into laughter so hard he almost falls over. "Remind me to take you up on that," he chokes out in between his giggles. I smack his arm lightly, which only makes him laugh harder.

After we finish eating, Sebastian follows me up to my room. I collapse onto the bed, groaning. "Weirdest. Breakfast. Ever!" He flops down next to me, and he's got the biggest grin I've ever seen on his face. I can't help but lean over and kiss him on the cheek before resting my head on his shoulder. "You look like the Cheshire Cat," I tell him. "What are you smiling for?"

He chuckles lightly, putting an arm around me. "Because, for the first time in a long time, everything in my life is working out."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well, I've got you in my life. Not only that, but you love me on top of it, which I never thought would happen. And your mom just acted like it was the most normal thing in the world for us to be dating. And she's treating me like I'm really her other son. It's just nice to have things work out for a change."

I smile back at him. "Well I'm glad you're happy. But you can't be my brother. Then this just gets weird."

This makes him laugh. "Yeah, then this would be kind of gross. But still, it's nice to have a family that supports me, even if it's a surrogate family." He hesitates. "But, actually, you guys are more my real family than my biological family was," he admits quietly.

I can tell this thought is making him upset, and I desperately want to make it better. I kiss his cheek gently before nuzzling into his shoulder. "Shh," I murmur. "It's okay. The important thing is that you have a family now who will always love and support you."

Relief courses through me as his pained expression slips away and is replaced with a smile. "You're right," he says quietly. "Thanks."

We stay in my room for most of the day, working on our homework. Well, pretending to do our homework, at least. Really, most of our attention is focused on each other. We never go farther than soft caresses and the occasional kiss, but I kind of like it that way. There's no rush; no pressure to do anything more. It's nice that we can explore each other at our own slow pace. Neither of us is professing our undying love for one another, but we both can feel the unspoken words between us with every touch.

Late in the afternoon, my phone rings. It's Mercedes.

"Hey Blaine," she says cheerfully. "A bunch of us are going out to Breadstix; we wanted to know if you guys wanted to come with."

I turn to Sebastian, who's looking at me curiously. "It's Mercedes. The New Directions are going to Breadstix tonight, and she wants to know if we want to go."

I can tell that he's hesitant to face them again after his freak out yesterday, but he nods. "Sure."

Mercedes tells me to meet them there in an hour. When I hang up, I look up to see him staring at me, biting his lip. "What is it?" I ask, concerned.

"Are we telling them? You know, about…us?"

I think about this. "Do you want to tell them? They don't have to know if you don't want them to."

He shakes his head. "No, I think we should tell them. They're our friends."

An hour later, we walk into Breadstix, hand in hand, and find the whole group. They move over to make room for us. I see Tina lean forward towards Sebastian with a concerned look in her eyes. "Are you okay?" she asks quietly, so that the rest of the group doesn't hear. "We were really worried about you yesterday."

I silently thank the lord for Tina, who can always be counted on to be a good friend. He smiles at her. "Yeah, sorry about that. I'm fine." He looks at me and grins. "Great actually."

Tina watches us suspiciously for a moment, then, for the first time, she notices our still-locked hands. Her eyes widen when she figures it out. "Oh my God!" she squeals. "You two are together!" This gets the attention of the whole group focused on us.

"Uh, yeah," he replies awkwardly. Some of the group claps, but most just go back to whatever they were talking about before. And I psychically thank them for not making a big deal out of this.

I see Rory come up to Sebastian. I was never particularly close to him, but I was happy when he got his student visa extended for another year. He's a nice kid, and lately I've noticed him and Sebastian warming up to each other. Though I know for a fact that Sebastian is closer with the girls of glee club than most of the guys, Rory is quickly becoming his best friend. He's not as loud or pushy as some of the other guys, which makes him seem more approachable. I watch the chat easily, happy that Sebastian made a friend. As much as I love him, I know he needs friends other than me.

When the night ends, Sebastian and I wave goodbye to the remaining group members as we head out the door. We start walking arm in arm into the parking lot. The restaurant was so busy when we got here that we were forced to park along the very back edge. Suddenly, a voice shatters our peace.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't our pal Blaine." I turn and see four of the guys on the hockey team walking behind us.

Sebastian's grip on my hand tightens and he looks at me with a question in his eyes. "Just keep walking," I murmur, and he nods.

"And he's got himself a new little boyfriend, hasn't he? How sweet," the condescending voice continues in a sickly sweet tone. Then the voice grows harder. "Disgusting little fags," the boy spits.

Sebastian flinches at the word but keeps walking.

"Why don't you all just kill yourselves and spare the rest of us?" the boy asks. This earns him a round of laughter from the other three boys, but it's the last straw for Sebastian. He stops dead in his tracks, whirls around, and punches the guy in the face. The boy falls to the ground, a trickle of blood leaking from his nose.

Sebastian walks toward him menacingly, and all of the boys back up quickly. He grabs the boy with the bloody nose by the collar and yanks him up. "Listen up, you little fucker," he snarls, "And listen well. You don't know who you're messing with." There is real fear in the other boy's eyes. "If I ever catch you making fun of Blaine or hurting him in any way ever again, I swear to God I'll come after you so hard you'll wish I'd just killed you," he growls. "Is that understood, or do I have to make an example of someone else before you get it through those thick skulls of yours?"

The boys all shake their heads quickly, and Sebastian smirks. "Good. Now I want you to apologize to my friend over there, and you'd better fucking mean it!"

The bleeding boy shudders. "S-sorry Blaine. It w-won't happen again!" he says hurriedly.

"You'd better hope it doesn't happen again, or you'll have much worse than a bloody nose," Sebastian spits out. He turns to the other boys. "Anyone else have anything to add?" he asks, his voice dangerously low. The other boys all stutter out apologies. "Good, boys. Maybe you're not all as stupid as I thought." He releases the other boy, roughly shoving him to the ground. "Now get the fuck out of my face, and don't let me catch you again."

All four of the boys turn and run, and Sebastian watches them go before turning back to me. I stare at him with a mix of awe and fear, and he grows concerned. "What's wrong?" he asks softly, his voice totally unlike the one he used before.

"Holy crap, I manage. "That was amazing. And terrifying. You really can be scary, you know that?" He smiles a little, and I continue. "I've never been afraid of you before now," I murmur.

His smile fades into a frown as he walks towards me slowly. "I don't want you to be afraid of me," he whispers. "But I had to act that way in front of them. I couldn't let them get away with hurting you."

"My hero," I murmur. "Just remind me to stay on your good side."

He smiles a little. "Don't worry, Blaine. I promise to never use that tone with you, okay? You're not still scared of me, are you?"

I shake my head, grinning at him. "Nope. Actually, it was kinda hot…" I tease him. He shoves me lightly and pulls me towards the car. "But seriously," I say as we're driving home, "Thanks for defending me."

"That's my job," he smirks. "I'm your boyfriend, remember? Plus, it was kind of fun, unleashing my rage on those idiots."

I laugh as we pull into the driveway and go into the house. "Wanna stay with me again tonight?" I ask hesitantly.

He smiles at me. "Sure. If some big, bad hockey players come after you, I need to be there to defend you."

As we crawl into bed together, the invisible wall I kept between us before vanishes. There's no more staying on separate sides of the bed. Instead, we tangle up with each other in the middle of the mattress. "I love you," Sebastian whispers softly. In a moment, his soft snores fill the room.

"I love you too," I murmur before snuggling up with his sleeping form.

As always, please review and let me know what you think! I love each and every one of you. Also, as a side note, I have no clue whatsoever who should have graduated last year, so I'm just going to make it up. I'm really only excluding Kurt, Rachel and Finn from McKinley. So if I write some character in there who should have graduated, you don't have to tell me, I'm just changing the story, k? good. Love you!

~TheSongSmith