A/N: The song used in this chapter is A Million Years by Charlene Kaye and you can listen to it here (remove the spaces): charlenekaye . bandcamp track / a-million-years. And to the person that asked if Santana could be Wes' soulmate the answer is no, her soulmate is Brittany. I'm still trying to figure out who his soulmate is but I have plans for almost all the characters so it's going to take a while to figure out.
Kurt came over the next day to spend more time with Blaine. They would have gone out somewhere if they weren't afraid of the paparazzi hounding them wherever they went.
They had the house to themselves for most of the afternoon, with Jeff and Nick spending the afternoon in Central Park and Sebastian being mysteriously absent.
"Blaine," Kurt started hesitantly.
"Yeah?"
"So, you know how we can feel each other's strong emotions sometimes?" Kurt continued and Blaine nodded, looking slightly confused. "Can I ask about what caused you that much pain when you were 15?"
Blaine exhaled heavily before explaining it as bluntly and as straightforward as he could. "I got gay-bashed at a high school dance."
The explanation made a lot of sense, knowing that Blaine had grown up in the same unaccepting state that he did. Kurt remembered that evening, it was impossible to forget. He had been in his senior year of high school, doing some homework one night when he felt an overwhelming sense of pain that he knew didn't belong to him. He had immediately removed his cuff and stared at the name on his wrist, knowing that Blaine Anderson had to have been in excruciating pain.
"I barely remember it because of the concussion, but I think I felt you trying to calm me down," Blaine added. Kurt knew the link between them travelled both ways and he knew he had to do something to make his soulmate feel better.
"You were miserable for weeks," Kurt recalled. "But then you got really happy every now and then."
"I transferred schools after it," Blaine said with a reminiscent smile tugging at his mouth. "I met Wes, Jeff and Thad and we started The Warblers. Sebastian joined when he transferred in the next year."
"I'm glad it got better for you."
"I'm glad I finally found you," Blaine smiled, then added with a smirk, "my missing puzzle piece."
Kurt laughed at the lyric from Blaine and The Warblers' first big hit.
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Kurt stayed all afternoon and left after dinner, but Nick planned on staying another night. Blaine seemed elated to find his soulmate and almost sad to see him go, even with the promise of seeing each other soon. Nick had gone home to pick up some things for his first day of work and Jeff wouldn't have been surprised if he ended up moving in within a few weeks.
Blaine had left the door of the office open and Jeff could hear strains of piano music coming through. Judging from the frequent stops and the subtle changes when he repeated what he was playing, Blaine was composing.
Jeff opened the door wider and leaned on the doorjamb, watching his friend as he paused to scribble on some sheet music again.
"Composing?" Jeff asked, taking a seat beside Blaine.
"Yeah," he nodded. "I got inspired after everything this weekend."
"Mind if I join you? I've had some lyrics running through my brain and they might fit with that," Jeff picked up the music sheet and read over it.
"Go ahead, I can't get a chorus but I've sort of got a verse," Blaine repeated the riff on the piano.
"One waits, one waits for me, one waits, one waits for me," Jeff began singing, Blaine nodding encouragingly along. "One waits, one will wait for me, and time's the only lonely curtain in between."
"That's amazing," Blaine grinned. "Got anything more?"
"Not really," Jeff shrugged. "Maybe we should add some guitar over it?"
Blaine nodded and Jeff picked up the acoustic guitar, trying out a couple of chords before finding the ones that fit best over the piano.
Jeff stilled his hand strumming the guitar and looked to Blaine. "It seems so weird that this time last week, I had never said his name aloud. I had heard it when people read off my wrist, but I had never actually said it out loud. We were both just walking around Manhattan with stranger's names on our wrists, and now I can't bear the thought of him being away at work all day. Eight hours away means at least 8 minutes of uninterrupted cuddling, right?"
"That's some surprisingly good logic," Blaine looked at his friend a little strangely. "Turn that into a lyric – but without the cuddling part. Play an A minor, then a G."
Jeff complied, strumming the chords as Blaine played the piano riff and nodding, trying to work out the perfect lyric.
"You too wandered the island with a strange name in your throat," he sang, before trying out a different chord progression and continuing, "and when you come home, I won't let you go–"
Blaine carried on the song, belting out long clear notes, "Somehow I know, I can't be on this planet alone – and then go into the other bit you had before – one waits…"
"One waits for me, one waits, one waits for me," they sang together, "one will wait for me, and time's the only lonely curtain in between."
They stared at each other with identical grins before scrambling to find a blank piece of sheet music to write it down before they could forget.
"We should get Sebastian in here to add another layer of guitar, maybe some finger picking," Blaine suggested.
"Kurt sings doesn't he?" Jeff asked and Blaine nodded in affirmative reply. "Some of this might sound pretty good for his voice – like the high bits would be great."
"And if Nick's a show choir teacher, we could get something in here for him too," Blaine offered. "If it's about them, why not have them in it too?"
"All we need now is a couple more verses and something to end it and we've got a hit," Jeff laughed.
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Nick's alarm buzzed loudly at 7am and Jeff groaned, rolling over to face Nick and pout at him.
"Go back to sleep," Nick pressed his lips to Jeff's before sitting up and stretching. "I'll come here after work and we can resume cuddling then."
"Love you," Jeff mumbled before sleep retook him.
"Love you too." It was the first time they'd said it, and Nick wasn't sure if Jeff had only said it because it was more than half asleep, but he truly meant it.
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When Jeff woke up for the second time that morning it was to Blaine lying beside him, batting his eyelashes at him and grinning.
"We're going to Thad's to rehearse so get up," Blaine told him. Thad lived in a bigger apartment – almost a loft – on the outskirts of the city, making it perfect to rehearse in.
"Get off my bed, you're in Nick's spot," Jeff mumbled groggily.
"Get up," Blaine said, slapping his shoulder to wake him.
"Maybe…" Jeff mumbled, yawning.
"You have to help me get Sebastian up, I can't do it alone."
"Fine, just give me a minute, alright?"
"I made pancakes for breakfast," Blaine informed him cheerily, disappearing back into the kitchen.
Jeff rolled over and groaned into his pillow. He hated mornings and he hated the fact that he wouldn't be able to see Nick until he finished work. He got out of bed and pulled on some clothes before going out into the kitchen and stealing a pancake from the stack on the table.
"Come on, let's go wake the sleeping dragon," he said dully, heading towards Sebastian's room. Blaine followed him, still excessively cheery for that time of morning.
Jeff flopped down on Sebastian's bed, as seemed to be the custom when The Warblers wanted to wake each other. He rose back up quickly when he landed on a body that was definitely not Sebastian's.
The mysterious other body in Sebastian's bed grunted when Jeff landed on him, making the blonde backpedal a few more steps.
Blaine's eyes were wide with his grin. Sebastian didn't usually bring guys home with him and when he did, he always made sure they were gone before anyone woke up.
Sebastian blinked his eyes open sleepily, then sat up wide awake when he saw his band mates in his room.
"What are you doing in here?" he hissed at them.
"Waking you up, we're rehearsing at Thad's today," Blaine answered, his smirk just barely audible in his tone.
"Get out, I'll be up soon," he huffed, looking down at the man beside him who had started stirring.
Jeff and Blaine did as they were told, sitting down at the kitchen table exchanging surprised glances.
"Who do think it was?" Blaine asked.
"Maybe the AV guy he was with the other night when he didn't come home?" Jeff offered.
"Maybe…"
The stack of pancakes got smaller and smaller as they waited for Sebastian to come out of his room. Finally he surfaced, scowling at the pancake-eating pair.
"I'm not telling you who he is, so don't bother asking," he told them, pulling up a seat and beginning to eat.
"Do we get a hint?" Blaine asked.
"Is he the same guy from Friday night?" Jeff questioned.
"Fine, yes it's the same guy," Sebastian sighed. Blaine and Jeff's faces split into matching grins. Sebastian rolled his eyes at them. "So, we're rehearsing at Thad's today?"
"Yeah," Blaine nodded. "Hopefully we can finish the new song Jeff and I started."
"Something soppy about your soulmates?" Sebastian questioned.
"Not overly soppy, but yes about our soulmates," Blaine answered. "What else do you expect us to write about at the moment?"
"Fair enough," the guitarist shrugged.
The man from Sebastian's bed opened the bedroom door made his way to the front door with surprisingly little awkwardness.
"I'll talk to you later," he said in farewell and Sebastian nodded to him.
Jeff and Blaine looked pointedly and longingly at the closed door. "Can we at least get a first name? A middle name? An initial?"
"H," Sebastian answered. "His name starts with H."
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Nick had survived his first day teaching, the students in his English classes seemed alright and he was looking forward to glee club tryouts the next day. He sent a text to Jeff, letting him know he was on his way.
I finished my first day and didn't get attacked by prepubescent students! I'm on my way now.
He received a reply a few minutes later.
I'm still rehearsing at Thad's and Blaine's making us stay at least another half hour. Glad to hear you're still alive though!
He decided to go home rather than to Jeff's as he had planned, he thought Trent might appreciate spending more than five consecutive minutes with him like they had been the past few days.
Trent was home with Lauren when he got there. Nick might have thought it would be awkward living with his friend and his friend's soulmate but it never felt weird. He made sure to allow them plenty of alone time, while Trent and Lauren made sure to spend time hanging out with him as well.
The pair were baking, dancing around the kitchen to some music coming from the stereo.
"Are you listening to The Warblers?" Nick asked.
"Can you blame us?" Trent asked. "They're beautiful people who make beautiful music."
Nick laughed before his breath hitched as Jeff sang a small solo in the song. It was the first time Nick had heard any of The Warbler's songs since meeting them and it took a moment for it to sink in that he had spent the weekend with these people. It was strange to realise that the voice on the CD belonged to his soulmate. Blaine sang most of the vocals, but Jeff, Sebastian and Thad all sang small portions of the songs too.
"Can you give us any inside gossip about the band?" Lauren asked with a smile. She was almost always smiling, and whenever she smiled Trent smiled, so they were a sickeningly cute couple.
"They're all absolutely insane," Nick grinned.
"Yeah?" she raised a curious eyebrow
"Blaine's like a puppy and Sebastian's really threatening when he's hung over," Nick gushed. He had kept calm and collected over the weekend, but he had been a fan of The Warblers for a while and he needed to get his fanboying out of his system. "Thad seems relatively normal, same with Wes. Wes is sort of like their parent."
"And Jeff?" Lauren prompted.
"Jeff is pretty much perfect," Nick's grin grew wider. "He's funny and sweet and so attractive and such a good kisser."
"We saw the picture Blaine tweeted, you two are adorable together," Trent smiled.
"Thanks," Nick nodded. "Jeff's planning his twitter revenge to Blaine for posting the photo though."
"I can't really blame him for posting it, it distracted most people from his own soulmate drama," Trent said.
"Yeah, Wes, and Kurt's publicist, Tina, spent all weekend sorting stuff out with them," Nick told them.
"So you met Kurt Hummel too?" Lauren asked.
"Briefly, but yeah," Nick nodded.
"You've had a very exciting weekend it seems," she smiled.
"And my first day of work was good too, thanks for asking," he laughed.
"I've barely seen you all weekend and you don't look like you're staying long, I wanted to hear about your soulmate and his friends rather than your students," Trent shrugged.
"Fair enough. And I'm going back to Jeff's tonight," he added. "They're rehearsing at Thad's but when they're done I'll go over."
"Leaving us all alone?" Trent mock-pouted.
"His bed and his cuddles win over your… whatever it is you offer," Nick smirked.
"But we're baking cookies," Lauren gestured to the oven behind them.
"I could invite him over for dinner and cookies?" Nick offered.
"Or we could send you off with two cookies and hope you don't eat both," Trent countered.
"Sounds like a plan," Nick laughed.