"Seriously though Sam, are you okay?" Blaine asked, pushing his coffee aside and leaning towards Sam.

The blond sighed. "Yeah. I mean, I'm sad. I love Britt, but I always knew she was still in love with Santana," he said softly, dunking his tea bag in and out of his cup. "But that's my thing, right? I fall for people who love someone else or who have there eye on something bigger and better."

"Well now, that doesn't sound likely."

Blaine looked up, surprised to see Sebastian standing by their table. The Warbler was peering down at Sam with interest as he continued, "I don't think we've met directly and, to be honest, you never registered as anything other than pretty scenery with a sinful mouth, but then I found out you had a hand in uncovering Clarington's steroid plot. Bravo, Blondie. You're clearly more than that pretty face and slightly confused expression would imply."

"Sebastian," Blaine greeted him, narrowing his eyes. The Warbler could be very cutting and Blaine didn't want him lobbing insults at Sam. "Can we help you?"

He shrugged and took a seat at their table. "No. I just heard what Sam here was saying and wanted to add my thoughts. I may have looked you up after the scandal broke," Sebastian said, gazing at Sam speculatively. "I was impressed and that's no easy feat. Stepping up to take care of your family…that just reeks of integrity and values."

"Thanks?" Sam replied, clearly not sure if he was being complimented or insulted. Blaine was fairly sure it was a little bit of both.

"Why did you go along with the cheating?" Blaine asked, not liking the way Sebastian was still eyeing Sam. Unconsciously, he shifted closer to his friend.

"I didn't want to get kicked out like Trent," Sebastian said with a little frown. "I wasn't fond of the idea, but Hunter insisted it would give us the edge…Not all of us look like fitness models without the extra help."

He tipped his cup at Sam as he said that and Sam smiled a bit in return, cautiously pleased by the praise.

No. Blaine wanted to pull Sam away, wanted to keep Sebastian from eyeing the golden skin stretched taut over impressive biceps or the long, muscular lines of his torso, hinted at enticingly by his slightly snug t-shirt….

Blaine knew he was being silly, but he couldn't help it.

And why was Sebastian touching Sam?!

Leaning in, Sebastian had laid a hand on Sam's forearm as he commented, "If you ever think about switching teams or even a little experimenting, give me a call."

Oh God. That wasn't even a thinly veiled innuendo.

"Sebastian, leave him alone," Blaine said, irritated that he had just hit on Sam so blatantly.

For some reason, Sam seemed amused. "Who says I need to choose a team?"

What?

"Really? Well, that's interesting," Sebastian said with a grin, fingers tracing the thick muscles that led toward Sam's wrist. "Can I interest you in…."

"No. Remember, I'm the guy who falls for people whose hearts already belong to someone else. Plus, you almost took Blaine's eye out with that rock salt Slushee last year and I still want to kick your ass for that, but I won't because he wouldn't like that," Sam said sternly and Sebastian pulled his hand back.

Clearly, he wasn't interested in even a potential ass kicking. Pouting, Sebastian said, "And here I thought we were all getting along."

"Stop groping Sam and we'll be fine," Blaine replied, still rolling Sam's words over in his head.

Sam heaved a sigh and turned to Blaine. "So that's a no on hitting him? Cuz I totally will if you want…."

"Oh my God, really?" Sebastian suddenly crowed, an amused smile spreading across his face as he glanced back and forth between Blaine and Sam. "That's just…a very hot mental image for the spank bank."

Sam gaped at him and Blaine blushed, saying, "Stop it."

"Oh, come on," Sebastian purred. "You can't tell me some part of you didn't like having big, strapping Sam here offer to step up in your defense. I could cut the UST at this table with a knife. Why are you two not locked in a room doing wonderfully hot and naughty things to each other?"

Blaine stared, wide eyed and blurted, "Sam just got out of a relationship!"

WIP