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glee textposts pt.6

lowkey blaine & sebastian edition

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Tony Awards: Best Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role in a Musical | 2025 Emmy Awards: Outstanding Lead Actor In A Limited Series Or Movie | 2018

DARREN CRISS - EgoT 2/4

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i love sebastian he just shows up, serves face, tries homewrecking, is evil for no apparent reason and then he disappears

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Blame It On The Alcohol.

((inspired by the fact the two times we saw Blaine drunk he was kinda slutty. pt 2 or no???))

Sebastian didn't get nervous. He just didn't have that in his DNA. So, starting a new school in the middle of the year wasn't a big deal to him. If anything, he enjoyed all the attention it brought. He'd only been at Dalton for about two weeks now and was still getting established with his extracurriculars, having chosen lacrosse simply because he played it frequently in Paris and was quite good at it, and for his second choice, The Warblers. The audition was Monday, he got accepted on Wednesday after deliberation by the council, and was now getting walked to a party by Nick Duval on Friday, apparently something they did every time a new Warbler was selected.

He had yet to meet everyone personally, most of them only in passing during his two interactions with the Acapella group, but tonight was mainly for getting to know everyone. At least that was what Nick was currently saying, but Sebastian had a hunch it was more of an excuse for everyone to get drunk, which he wasn't going to argue with in the slightest.

As they approached a dorm in one of the finer housing buildings on campus, Nick rattled off everyone who Sebastian needed to meet, though he saved the best for last, pushing open the door and chuckling softly at the sight before him. "And most importantly, our captain. Blaine Anderson." He said, motioning to a short, curly haired boy currently sprawled across a tall blonde and someone Sebastian already knew as John on a couch, his head in the blondes laps and his legs crossed in John's as he laughed loudly at something one of them said. All three had lazy grins, the blonde boys long fingers playing with Blaine's ruffled curls and a red solo cup dangerously close to tipping over in what was apparently his new captains hand. The first three buttons of his uniform shirt were unpopped, his tie loosened around his neck and his blazer nowhere to be found. He looked up only when Nick shut the door behind them, immediately jumping up and accidentally kneeing Jeff in the balls in the process. He winced softly, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and apology before half-hopping/half-stumbling over to Nick, leaving Jeff hunched over and clutching his crotch, cussing under his breath.

"Nicky!" Blaine said excitedly as he pulled his friend into a hug, Nick laughing softly and hugging him back before pulling away a bit and steadying him on his feet when he wobbled slightly. "I missed you." The shorter boy slurred, smiling sweetly up at Nick who rolled his eyes fondly and smiled back. "I just saw you a couple hours ago, though I doubt you remember that now." He teased, Blaine shushing him playfully and attempting to boop his nose, though his finger landed somewhere on Nick's cheek. He leaned back into Nick, resting his cheek on his chest and humming softly. "You smell good.." he murmured, Nick chuckling and shaking his head as he wrapped an arm around Blaine's waist when he got wobbly again. "Still straight, Blaine." He reminded, grinning down at him, Blaine pouting in response before turning his head to look at Sebastian who was watching him with an amused smirk. "What about you? Are you straight?" He asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.

Sebastian bit back a grin, shaking his head. "Very much gay, sweetheart." He confirmed, Blaine immediately smiling widely. "Yay, fun! Let's get you a drink then. Tonight is your night, after all." He chirped, grabbing Sebastian's hand and pulling him away towards the drink table they had set up, Sebastian glad he was being pulled behind the shorter boy so he could enjoy the view.

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Darren Criss | Virtual Production Showcase | November 2023 | 🎥 RiTE

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Nobody really cared.

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BLAINE APPRECIATION WEEK Blaine Devon Anderson

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blaine anderson & his colorful wardrobe » green

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Open-Minded

((college Sebastian spotting a rather pretty drag queen at a gay club))

Sebastian didn't have many friends. He had a few acquaintances at school, mainly other theater kids and a few students in his law classes, but no one he would truly call a friend.

Except for Xavier.

The two met on their first day of college. They had practically the same schedule, they were both from affluent families in small towns, they were both gay, they were both very opinionated, and they were both kind of maybe sluts. They were two peas in a pod.

Their favorite place to be on the weekends was the gay club downtown where all the other queer college kids attended. They'd get drunk, forget about their classes, hook up with a stranger and then pass out in their respective dorms. Tonight, Xavier had his eye on a tall blonde on the dancefloor, the two of them seated at the bar and just taking their picks for the evening. He wasn't exactly Sebastian's type, but hey, to each their own. Xavier blinked a few times when he heard Sebastian speak, looking over at him and raising an eyebrow at the words that had just left his mouth.

"She's hot."

It was said so simply it made Xavier question reality for a moment, because Sebastian was very much gay, but then he followed where Sebastian's gaze was locked and chuckled softly when he saw who he was staring at. "Yeah, if you like brunettes." He shrugged before going back to watching the blonde dance, Sebastian smirking a little to himself. Across the dancefloor was a group of three drag queens, and while Sebastian typically fancied a manlier type of guy, one of them caught his eye almost immediately. She was short, even wearing probably 4 inch heeled knee high boots, sporting the tiniest plaid skirt Sebastian believed he had ever seen and what could barely be considered a top, it being mostly composed of fishnet stockings. Her makeup was flawless, all bright blush and contour and glitter and blue eyeshadow. But it was the face beneath the makeup that really drew Sebastian in. Hazel eyes and perfect cheekbones and tan skin that contrasted with the neon colors painted on her face beautifully. He had never seen someone who could be so beautiful as either a female or a male, and it intrigued him. He also wanted to know if he could pull on the long, curly black wig she was wearing while he fucked her from behind without it falling off.

Finishing his drink, he patted Xavier on the shoulder twice before making his way over to the group and grinning at them once he approached. "Ladies," he greeted, his eyes mainly locked on only one of them though. And she definitely noticed, staring back at him through long, false lashes, a certain glint in her eye. "I was wondering if I could borrow your friend for a drink." He said after looking back to the other two, smiling when the three of them looked at each other and spoke without saying a word, all of them nodding in agreement before the shorter one smiled and met Sebastian's eyes again. "I can be borrowed." She confirmed, Sebastian chuckling softly and holding his hand out, leading her to the bar once she took it.

Once they were seated at the bar and after getting their drinks ordered, Sebastian finally introduced himself and asked for her name. "I haven't decided yet," she said, smiling playfully and taking a sip from her straw once the drink was placed before her, careful not to mess up her lipstick. "Truthfully, this is only my second time doing this. It's my friend's birthday, the redhead over there, and we all decided we'd dress up in drag for the night." She shrugged, setting the glass back down and meeting Sebastian's eyes again. "So for now, I guess just call me Blaine." She said, smiling sweetly.

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GLEE S06E13 Dreams Come True

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I love Chris saying that Kurt would be over the moon for Blaine's tony win... and he would be!! until the next fight when he'll throw it back in his face and divorce him for the third time because of it 😶

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The First Rule of Fight Club...

((that Dalton Academy fight club the show runners only briefly touched on but make it Seblaine))

Sebastian was hesitant when Blaine had invited him tonight. It wasn't really the whole concept that bothered him, he understood the need to get frustrations out, and as a bunch of private school boys with harsh schedules full of extra curriculars and extra classes for college credits, there was a lot to be frustrated about. Not to mention, half of them were gay in a country that was actively voting against their rights. So yeah, Sebastian got being a little angry and needing to hit something sometimes. Or someone, in this case. Plus, their parents all gave them practically expendable amounts of money so they could also place bets if they wanted to. What he was hesitant about, was potentially seeing Blaine get his ass beat. The boy was small, and while he definitely had some muscles, Sebastian just couldn't imagine him doing much damage.

Every ounce of hesitancy left his body as soon as he entered the athletic room Blaine had instructed him to go to at 10 pm, it being located in a now abandoned dorm building a few feet away from the main campus. There was a makeshift boxing ring in the middle of an empty six foot deep pool, approximately 20 boys surrounding it and Blaine absolutely pummeling someone in the ring. In the kids defense, he was putting up a decent attempt at blocking the blows, but Blaine was too quick, too accurate with his punches. Sebastian's eyes widened a bit when Blaine's wrapped fist collided with the blondes jaw firmly, the taller boy immediately dropping to the ground. Everyone whooped and Blaine wiped a drop of blood from his nose, breathing heavily as he grinned at his friends before helping Tyler up gently. "You good?" He asked, brushing him off a bit and laughing softly when Tyler just rolled his swollen eyes almost fondly. "You'd think after six months of this, I'd have won at least once." He grumbled as he pinched his bleeding nose, giving Blaine a pat on the back in congratulations before turning around to mend to his injuries with a couple buddies. Blaine collected a couple $20 bills from a few people before furrowing his eyebrows a bit when he realized he hadn't seen Sebastian yet and it was definitely past 10. Looking around a bit, he grinned when he saw the taller boy standing next to the pool, having not even bothered to climb down. He knew Blaine would come to him.

Raking his eyes over the shorter boy as he climbed the ladder out of the pool, he took in the wife beater top, grey sweatpants that were doing him nothing but favors, and the small amount of injuries on his pretty face. He couldn't help but notice how the ruby red blood smeared under his nose contrasted beautifully with his golden skin, or the way the dim lighting made the sweat on his body shimmer like glitter. Blinking a few times when he realized Blaine was now in front of him, smiling widely, Sebastian grinned back. "Well shit, Anderson, remind me not to get on your bad side." He teased, watching Wes appear out of nowhere and hand Blaine a water battle and a rag before disappearing again, the shorter boy laughing breathlessly and taking a large drink from the bottle before running a hand through his damp curls. "How's the face?" Blaine panted softly, not bothering to hold back a small smile when Sebastian cupped his jaw gently to examine the minimal damage a bit closer.

"Flawless." Sebastian said simply, nodding a few times. Blaine giggled softly, using the rag to wipe his forehead before grabbing Sebastian's hand and leading him over to a couple folding chairs set up in the corner of the room. He could feel Sebastian's eyes on him the entire time they were walking, the entire time he was sitting down and the entire time a blush was spreading across his cheeks. "So, this is why you've had all those bruises? You guys just meet here every weekend and beat each other up?" Sebastian asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Blaine chuckled a little and leaned back in his chair, shrugging before taking another sip of water. "Yeah, pretty much. I came up with it with a few of the other guys last year. A lot of us were just so...mad all the time with all the pressure and everything, and people were starting to get into fights and get expelled and I just figured maybe it wouldn't be the worst idea to have a uh.. alternative way of getting our aggressions out." He explained, Sebastian nodding a little. "Also, I didn't come up with the whole money aspect, but I'm not gonna complain about it." He added, smiling as sweetly as he could for someone who just knocked someone out a few minutes prior. The taller boy chuckled softly, nodding a little and watching Blaine closely for a moment.

"Do you wanna stick around and watch David beat that kids ass, or do you wanna go get cleaned up?" He asked, 100% trying to get Blaine back to his dorm room and not caring at all how obvious it was. Blaine glanced over at his friends throwing punches at each other and chuckled softly, shaking his head a bit before looking back to Sebastian. "David loses every time. He has for the past five months. So I don't think I'll be missing much." He teased, giving Sebastian a small grin before standing and looking at the other boy expectantly, his smile widening when Sebastian stood and took his hand, leading him out of the building quite quickly. They'd been playing a little game of cat and mouse for the past couple months and while Sebastian definitely enjoyed all the teasing and knowing smirks and Blaine's blushing, he was beginning to lose his patience. And seeing him tonight, so raw, so uninhibited. He needed him.

The walk back to the dorms was relatively quiet, save from the random comment from Blaine about how Sebastian couldn't tell anyone about the flight club they were running, and the random comment from Sebastian about how Blaine should wear sweatpants more often. Once they reached Blaine's dorm building, Sebastian watched the shorter boy use a key card that was definitely only for faculty to open the door and followed him inside, biting back a grin. Maybe the whole bashful schoolboy thing was just an act. Maybe Blaine was a bit rougher than he seemed. Nodding a little as he was shushed when Blaine pushed the door open, he silently followed him down the hall to his dorm and grinned once they got inside.

Blaine raised an eyebrow, chuckling softly. "What are you so happy about?" He asked as he peeled his tank top off, physically able to feel Sebastian's gaze darken. His cheeks flushed and he swallowed softly, turning his back to look through his closet for some clean clothes. He jumped slightly when he felt arms snake around his waist before relaxing into them, letting his eyes blink close and his head rest back against Sebastian's shoulder. "I'm happy that I'm in your room. I'm happy that I get to look at you." The taller boy mumbled, Blaine letting out a shuddering breath when he felt lips press to the side of his neck gently. "I'm happy that you won your fight. I'm happy that you're letting me touch you like this.." He added, letting his thumbs press into Blaine's hip bones which elicited a small gasp from the shorter boy, Sebastian smirking to himself. "What I'm most happy about, though? The idea that maybe you aren't as innocent as I thought you were." Sebastian finished in a whisper, spinning Blaine around gently and reaching up to wipe away a smear of blood from his lower lip with his thumb, the shorter boy blushing and his eyes glazing over slightly as he stared up at Sebastian.

"Maybe you should've never thought I was innocent to begin with.." Blaine said quietly, his voice coming out a bit deeper and rougher than he had intended, Sebastian cocking an eyebrow and physically struggling to hold back a grin. "Maybe I shouldn't have." He agreed, tilting his head a little as he stared back down at Blaine silently for a few seconds, one of his hands still holding softly onto his waist, keeping him in place. He never wanted him to move. "The showers are probably empty." He mused, Blaine immediately nodding, maybe a little too enthusiastically judging by Sebastian's soft laugh. "Get us some clothes. Meet me there in ten." He murmured, leaning down and pressing a soft yet possessive kiss to Blaine's lips, humming when Blaine flinched softly due to the small cut on his lower lip. "Sorry, killer." He grinned down at him, giving his hip a firm squeeze before disappearing out the door and heading to the showers down the hall, a smile on his face the entire time. Maybe he couldn't talk about fight club, but he was definitely gonna talk about this.

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I know this sounds like a humblebrag but honestly, I feel like sometimes things just get handed to me.

Really? Hmm. I never noticed that. 

Like how Mr. Schues gives me more solos than anyone…

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What Else Are Friends For?

((the warblers, specifically Nick, overstepping boundaries and playing matchmaker))

Blaine loved his friends. Really, he did. They were all warm and inviting and kind people, always accepting and only judgmental when it came to other Glee Clubs set lists at competitions. But they did have their flaws, of course, one of which being that sometimes, they tended to be a bit overbearing. Like right now for example.

"Seriously, Blaine, when was the last time you got laid?"

Blaine's face got impossibly redder, Nick having been badgering him the past couple minutes about how he needed to, in the most PG way possible, find a boyfriend.

"Oh my God, Nick, I can assure you no one wants to know that." He mumbled, hiding his cheeks behind his hands when a couple of the boys laughed softly.

"I'm just saying. It's been, what, a year at least? Trent and I are worried it's going to make you too tense at Sectionals." Nick shrugged softly, Blaine looking to Trent and raising an eyebrow accusingly.

"Don't drag me into this, Duval. I'm fully supportive of Blaine's decision to be a born again virgin." Trent retorted before smiling sweetly, Blaine rolling his eyes fondly. He knew his friends meant well, they often told him how many guys at school had crushes on him, but Blaine just wasn't interested. They were currently seated in one of the dining halls at Dalton, and they were supposed to be eating lunch, but instead they were having this conversation. Again.

Sighing softly, Blaine shook his head a little and put his fork down. "Look, guys, there's just not really anyone here who...I don't know, tickles my fancy?" He tried, unable to come up with anything better, the phrasing earning a snort from Wes who was seated beside him. "Besides, I don't need to have sex. This is just feeding into the stereotype that gay men are promiscuous." He defended himself further, Nick groaning dramatically in response. "Is it so wrong of me, your best friend, to want you to get your rocks off?" Nick argued back, Blaine giving him a look that could only be described as a warning which resulted in the other boy raising his hands in the air. "Fine. Dropping it." He said simply, Blaine nodding once and picking his fork back up to take a bite, though his hand paused when the door opened and someone he had never seen before walked in.

He was very cute, Blaine decided, the boy being taller than him with lighter hair, styled in a way that was somehow perfect but looked like it took zero effort, his eyes the prettiest shade of green and his skin perfectly pale compared to the navy blue blazer. Blaine didn't realize he was staring until Wes' mouth was next to his ear. "That ticklin' anything for ya?" He teased, Blaine blinking a few times out of his trance and swatting at the other boys arm gently. "Shut up. Who is that?" He asked, briefly looking back at the new student to see where he had sat at, before turning his attention back to his friends and raising an eyebrow.

"Sebastian.. something. Smith, maybe? Dad's like a fancy lawyer, he just moved here from Paris. He's on the lacrosse team." John chimed in around a mouth full of food, waggling his eyebrows at Blaine playfully, the shorter boy blushing softly. Nick had his eyes locked on who Blaine now knew as Sebastian, his eyebrows furrowed a bit as if he was deep in thought. Blaine was concerned. "What are you thinking?" He asked hesitantly, the concern only growing when Nick looked back at him and grinned. "I'm gonna go ask him if he wants to eat lunch with us." He said simply, standing up before Blaine could say anything, though he could definitely hear whispered protests behind him as he walked away from their table. Nick didn't care, though. He was on a mission.

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Helpless Romantic

(Sebastian bein jealous because Kurt has Blaine but obviously they end up together anyways. fluffff.)

Sebastian typically had the emotional availability of a goldfish. He was well aware of it. In fact, it was something he had worked on over the years. Not working on improving it or anything, but making sure it stayed the same so nothing could even remotely hurt him. He had grown pretty good at hovering between three feelings the past couple of years; amusement, annoyance, and arousal. He called it his three A's rule. Any emotion that fell outside of them was quickly dismissed. But lately, he was starting to think he'd need to add another A to his list because he was very goddamn angry the past few weeks.

He knew where it was coming from. It was jealousy. A deep, raging jealousy that was boiling over in him snapping on his friends and just generally being a meaner person. It was who he was jealous of that was making him so angry. Because he was jealous of Kurt Hummel. It wasn't a simple jealousy of, 'he has more money than me' or 'he's better looking than me,' because both of those things were just objectively false. This was much more complicated. He was jealous because Kurt had something Sebastian wanted, and Sebastian Smythe was quite keen on getting the things he wanted. And he wanted Blaine.

He's been able to keep the boy somewhat strung along for the past three weeks, they talked on the phone damn near every night that Blaine wasn't with his boyfriend, but it always came back to that. He had a boyfriend. There were times he'd call or text and not get a response for hours, sometimes not until the next day, because Blaine was busy with Kurt. The boy he'd left Dalton for. The boy he loved. The boy that Sebastian desperately wanted to be.

He was always respectful when he spoke with Blaine, trying his hardest not to flirt. When he did, though, Blaine would just change the subject and carry on the conversation. But there was always a pause, and Sebastian swore he could hear the other boy smiling when he started to speak again. Blinking out of his thoughts when he heard a notification from Facebook messenger, he grabbed his phone off the nightstand where it was charging and smiled a little when he saw Blaine's name before furrowing his eyebrows at the message.

'What's your dorm number?'

That was odd. Sebastian answered anyways, keeping the screen open and snorting softly when Blaine just said 'ok'. He could be so weird sometimes. Setting his phone back down, he closed his eyes and went back to thinking, having just started to doze off when he heard a knock at his door. He stayed laying in his bed for a second before remembering that he had borrowed one of Nick's textbooks earlier, groaning softly as he got up and dug through his backpack until he found it and making his way to the door.

As he pulled it open, he almost dropped the book in his hand, not prepared in the slightest to see a red-nosed, puffy eyed Blaine Anderson standing there. "What are you doing here?" He asked, not even moving to let him inside as he was just completely confused.

Blaine shrugged softly, sniffling and giving him a weak smile. "I didn't know where else to go.." he whispered, Sebastian finally snapping out of it and pulling him inside gently, closing the door behind him. He wasn't exactly positive, but he was pretty sure Blaine wasn't supposed to be on campus without permission given the fact he wasn't exactly a student anymore. "What's wrong?" He asked, eyeing him curiously as Blaine sat on the edge of his bed, the boy staying quiet for a moment before lifting his head and meeting Sebastian's eyes. "Kurt and I broke up." Sebastian wanted to start dancing, but he kept his cool, instead sighing softly and sitting down next to him. "I'm sorry. What happened?" He asked softly as he placed a hand on his knee, making a mental note that Blaine didn't move away or even flinch. "You happened." Blaine said finally, running a hand through his curls which Sebastian noticed weren't gelled into place like usual, the taller boy having to use every ounce of willpower in his body to hold back a grin at the revelation.

"I'm gonna need you to elaborate a bit on that, Blaine." He said, squeezing his knee gently and letting a small smile break through when Blaine looked up at him again, almost exasperated. "I can't stop talking to you. He kept telling me over and over if I didn't stop, we were done, and I just... I couldn't. I like talking to you. You make me happy." He finished in a whisper, closing his eyes when they started to sting again. He felt terrible for feeling like this. He had tried so many times to cut Sebastian off, not responding for as long as he could until something possessed him to. It was like he was drawn to him in a way he had never felt before. And he felt so guilty.

Blinking open his eyes when he felt Sebastian brush his thumb over his cheekbone, wiping away a stray tear, he frowned and sighed deeply. "Am I a horrible person?" He asked, Sebastian chuckling softly and cupping his cheek. "If that makes you a horrible person, I guess I'm the antichrist." Blaine gave him a look and Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Dont say a word, I'm a saint." Giggling softly, Blaine shook his head before looking back down at his lap. "Normally, I'd be compelled to take advantage of this situation but I gotta say, I don't really wanna do that right now. I kinda just want to order you some ice cream and wrap you up in a blanket." Sebastian said honestly, shrugging a little and pulling Blaine into a loose hug, the shorter boy burying his face into his neck and mumbling 'that sounds nice' against his skin.

Sebastian hummed in response, rubbing his back gently with one hand and pulling up Uber Eats on his phone with the other, knowing he'd have to go downstairs and get the food from the security guard once it arrived. His hand paused on Blaine's back suddenly and he pulled back to look at him, cocking an eyebrow. "How did you even get in here? The office closed hours ago." Blaine looked like he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't have been, his cheeks flushing softly and his eyes darting away from Sebastian's.. "Oh. Well. I, um...I maybe used to make out with the security guard sometimes so I could sneak out easier.." He admitted, Sebastian's eyes widening a bit before a smirk pulled at his lips, Blaine immediately swatting him in the arm. "Shut up. It had it's perks." He defended weakly, Sebastian just laughing and shaking his head. "Hey, I'll never judge a pretty boy for using his looks to his advantage. But please never kiss that man again, Blaine, you can do so much better." He said seriously, Blaine slowly meeting his eyes again. "I know I can do better. Why else would I be here?" He asked softly, almost purring as his gaze fell to the other boys lips, Sebastian swallowing thickly. He wasn't sure if Blaine knew how attractive he was, or how badly Sebastian wanted him, but he was practicing an incredible amount of self restraint right now.

"Dairy Queen or Coldstone?" He spoke finally, Blaine biting back a small smile as he took the phone being held out to him before starting to tap in his order, fully aware of Sebastian's eyes burning a hole into the side of his face as he did so but saying nothing, simply handing the phone back once he was done and smiling sweetly. Sebastian tried to ignore the way his heart started racing at how innocent Blaine looked, staring up at him with his big doe eyes and a soft blush high on his cheeks, but he couldn't. He needed to say something. "You're fucking beautiful, you know that, right?" He asked as he took the phone and placed the order, Blaine giggling softly and biting his bottom lip. "You're silly.." Blaine said quietly, watching Sebastian as he stood and grabbed an extra blanket from his small closet, smiling when it was wrapped around his shoulders and Sebastian pet his head a few times. "I am many things, Blaine Anderson. Silly is not one of them." He teased, booping his nose gently and plopping down next to him. "Hmm." He hummed in thought, laying back on his bed and letting his eyes close, smiling to himself. "What?" Blaine asked as he laid down next to him, wrapping himself up tighter in the blanket. "I'm happy." Sebastian said simply, shrugging. Apparently there were now two new emotions he needed to add to his rolodex.