Hello! Miss me? I missed you too. Sorry this took a while, I ran out of pre-written chapters and had no inspiration. Figures I'd find it this early in the morning. Oh well! Enjoy!

SPOV

I yawn, sitting at the kitchen table. Well, sitting is an overstatement. The table is really just holding me up while I wait for Blaine to get out of the shower. Thinking about Blaine in the shower, certain other parts of me are wide awake. Suddenly, someone sits down next to me. I look over to see Blaine's dad with the newspaper in hand. "Morning Sebastian," he murmurs.

"Morning ," I reply tiredly.

He looks up at me, down at my bowl of cereal, and then back up at me. "Are you going to eat that or fall asleep in it?"

I laugh. "Whichever happens first, I suppose."

He chuckles. "So I take it you had a rough night?"

I almost choke on my cereal. No, he doesn't mean it like that, I remind myself. "Yeah," I tell him, "Couldn't sleep."

He nods, yawning. "Me too. Where's Blaine?"

"In the shower." Thinking about this again, I curse under my breath. Of all times for my body to disobey me, it chooses now?! I quickly attempt to cover my lap, with limited success. It's a good thing he was tired and not paying attention. "So, Mr. Anderson, what's new with you?"

"I've told you Sebastian, Matthew is fine. And not a whole lot. How have you been?"

I shrug. "Okay. I'm getting through some issues. The hospital psychologist has stopped trying to drug me, so I suppose that's good."

He chuckles. "Yeah, I suppose it is. I'm glad that being here is helping you." I smile and nod, thinking. He hesitates a moment before saying "Hey, Sebastian?"

I look up, surprised. Though he's always been nice, our conversations rarely go past polite conversation. "Hmm?"

"I…I was wondering if maybe you'd…like to do something with me tomorrow."

I have to admit, I'm not prepared for this. "Um…you mean, like just you and me?"

"Yeah," he says, unsure. "You know, if that's okay with you. If you'd rather not I understand."

I take a deep breath. "Yeah, I'd like that. Tomorrow?"

He nods, grinning. "Yeah, if that's good for you."

I smile back. "Sounds good to me."

"Okay then, tomorrow it is."

Just then, Blaine comes out of the bathroom. He hugs me from behind, kissing my cheek gently. "Morning." I watch him fill a bowl with cereal and sit down next to me.

"Do we have any plans for tomorrow?" I ask him.

He thinks for a moment, then shakes his head. "Nope. Why?"

"Because I'm going to do something with your dad."

He grins. "Really?"

"Mhm. I don't know what yet, but he asked me this morning."

"That's nice," he says, badly masking his excitement.

I raise an eyebrow at him. "Do you know something I don't?"

"No," he assures me. "I'm just glad you two are getting to have some bonding time. He really does see you as a son."

I smile at this. "Really?"

He nods. "Yep. He's really excited about it."

"Well…so am I…I think."

He glances over at me. "Nervous?"

"Kind of," I admit. "I mean, I like him, but considering my track record with parents…"

He reaches over, squeezing my hand. "I understand. Just keep an open mind. I wouldn't let you be alone with him if I thought there was even a slight possibility of him hurting you."

I smile, trying to put him at ease. "I know that, Blaine. It's just normal nerves. I'll get over it. Don't worry."

As the school day passes uneventfully, I think for a long time about Blaine's dad. I think there's the potential for some sort of bond there. If I can hold onto my sanity until tomorrow.

Woohoo! Bonding! Yay! Please review and inspire me to write at hours other than 3am please!

~TheSongSmith