[ text ]: So, does tomorrow work, then?
[text] If you don’t mind it being later in the evening, I could do that~

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@phillipbrightman
[ text ]: So, does tomorrow work, then?
[text] If you don’t mind it being later in the evening, I could do that~
[ text ]: I'm just telling the truth~ Would all that keep you from getting coffee with me?
[text] Now, Kurt ... The apocalypse itself wouldn’t keep me from getting coffee with you. Name a time and place.
f2f → Philbastian
[Trying to ignore the awkwardness between them, Phillip stared at his gift. Once he was given the okay to open the gift, he hesitated a moment. Maybe it was better if he just waited and opened it when the other was gone? No, no … He’d already invited Sebastian in and it’d be worse if he just continued to sit here in silence not doing anything. Nodding in response to Sebastian, the male opened the gift, looking inside to see what Sebastian had gotten him.]
[Sebastian watched as his ex-husband began to open the gift he had given him. His stomach churned, and Sebastian had the urge to avert his eyes to the look Phillip would eventually make once he saw what was inside. Just as he saw that Phillip had completely opened his gift, Sebastian blurted out, “It’s a scrapbook.” He held back a wince as he tried to hurriedly explain the book of photos.]
“See I know that we’re divorced, and it’s over… but I thought you’d want a little something to remember that period of our… your life. It’s just something I put together with a scrapbook that was laying around the apartment. There… There are some photos in there you haven’t seen before, I’m sure.”
[Pausing a moment, it took a few moments for the actor to actually process what it was. It made his blood run cold. There it was--in his lap--every happy moment they'd had together. There they were after moving in together, the proposal, the wedding, every goofy vacation they'd had together -- everything. Phillip took a shaky breath to try and ease the tightness in his chest. Unable to even look at all of the pictures, he closed it and simply looked at the cover of the album.]
"I -- ... Thanks ... Sebastian," He said quietly, not sure what else he could say to his ex-husband. A part of him wanted to continue looking at the photos and the other half of him simply wanted to hide -- preferably in some strong alcohol.
[ text ]: Hey, handsome~ Where've you been hiding yourself?
[text] Handsome~? You are such a flatterer ~. Ive been busy doing some modeling gigs and such
@phillipbrightman Its my favorite time of the year again. And my costume is better than everyone elses ... as usual. #swag #getonmylevel (via Instagram)
kurtelliothummel replied to your photo: @phillipbrightman #shirtlessSUNDAY is that a...
I agree. It 100% should be a thing.
Hey, anytime you want to see me shirtless, all you have to do is ask. ;)
@phillipbrightman #shirtlessSUNDAY is that a thing? If not it should be a thing. I’m making it a thing. #enjoy (via Instagram)
[ text ]: YES! Yes, you will! We should totally try out / together/ ! It'd be so much fun!
[Text] Well, I cant say no to you now can I~? Just let me know the details of the auditions ~
[ text ]: You'd make the / perfect / Collins ~~
[Text] Well then ... I suppose Ill just have to try out then wont I?
[ text ]: So, you've heard that RENT is coming back to Broadway, right ... ? I think we should both go for it!
[Text] I had heard that ... Yeah? You think so?
[ text ]: Sooooo, is your heart / super / set on teaching or would you go back to the stage for something really exciting?
[Text] Depends on this "really exciting" thing is ... Though if youre messaging me about it ... Im intrigued.
f2f → Philbastian
[Before he could even process what was going on, Sebastian was sitting across from his ex-husband in Phillip’s apartment. As he sipped the coffee Phillip had given him, Sebastian swallowed hard before answering Phillip’s question regarding his gift.]
“If you want to, then yes you should. It’s totally up to you.”
[Trying to ignore the awkwardness between them, Phillip stared at his gift. Once he was given the okay to open the gift, he hesitated a moment. Maybe it was better if he just waited and opened it when the other was gone? No, no ... He'd already invited Sebastian in and it'd be worse if he just continued to sit here in silence not doing anything. Nodding in response to Sebastian, the male opened the gift, looking inside to see what Sebastian had gotten him.]
f2f → Philbastian
[As silence took hold of the two men’s encounter, Sebastian thought about saying he had to be up early for work in the morning so this whole debacle would be over. Just as he worked up the courage to excuse himself, Phillip asked Sebastian a question that knocked the wind out of the man.]
“… Since you offered… I suppose I would.” [Sebastian offered a small smile as he felt like this was all a dream.]
[Maybe he'd overstepped some sort of invisible boundary. After all, it had been so long since the two of them had been this civil in each other's company. Hell, it'd been so long since they'd actually talked. Once Sebastian accepted his invite he smiled and let the other move inside. Putting the package on the coffee table, he got them each a coffee before he sat down across from the other.]
"Should I uh ... Open it? Is that alright ... ?"
f2f → Philbastian
[Sebastian watched as his ex-husband reacted to his bad joke with a laugh. He felt his breathe come back to him, and he thought that maybe he might make it out of this conversation alive and mentally okay after all. Then he saw Phillip pick up the present Sebastian had left for him and heard Phillip’s question, and all that fear came flooding back to him. He struggled to give his ex-husband an answer.]
“… Uh… Well… I just… Yeah, that’s from me.”
[Phillip looked at the box in his hands, just staring at it in silence. After a few moments, he looked back up to Sebastian.]
"Do you uh ... Want to come in ... ?"
[Throwing a thumb over his shoulder, he motioned inside the apartment to see if Sebastian wanted to come in. It seemed only right ... To invite the other in while he opened his present.]
f2f → Philbastian
[Sebastian turned around to face Phillip, cursing himself for ever thinking this was a good idea. As he came to face Phillip, he didn’t say a word. He just stared at Phillip, trying to keep breathing let alone speak a word. Finally he found his voice.]
“No. No, I’m not. I’m Sebastian… but you of course already know that.” [Sebastian dryly laughed at his horrible attempt at a joke. He begin to feel like he couldn’t breathe, but tried to stay calm as he spoke again to Phillip.]
“Happy Birthday.”
[Staring at the other for a moment, Phillip couldn't help but give a laugh at the other's bad joke. He should have seen it coming, to be honest.]
"Uh ... Yeah ... Thank you ..."
[Phillip paused as he moved and his foot kicked the package. Picking it up, he looked it over before glancing back to his ex-husband.]
"... Did ... You leave this here?"
f2f → Philbastian
[Sebastian watched as the doors of the elevator closed, and he felt it begin to ascend. As he waited for the elevator to reach Phillip’s floor, he pulled his phone out of his jacket’s pocket. As he looked at his phone he realized how late it was. He had wanted to leave work at a decent hour, but a certain Wisconsin Republican Governor had decided to jump into the presidential race so he hadn’t gotten out of the office until it was very late. Sebastian shoved his phone in his jacket’s pocket and gripped Phillip’s present a little tighter. As he felt the elevator slow, he began to think this wasn’t a good idea. Yes, he and Phillip had agreed to try to be friends again… but they hadn’t talked in months. The elevator doors opened, and Sebastian headed into the empty hallway pushing the increasingly more plausible thought that this was a horrible idea out of his mind.]
“You’re not even going to see him, so there’s nothing to worry about. There’s nothing to worry about. There’s nothing to worry about.” [Sebastian repeated these five words over and over quietly to himself as he came to a stop outside Phillip’s new apartment.]
[Sebastian set the present down in front of the door, and rang the doorbell just like he planned. As he quickly turned around to escape to the elevator, he was completely stopped in his tracks by the sound of a door opening behind him and a very familiar voice.]
[Phillip had just returned from hanging out with Kurt. He'd secretly been ecstatic to get out of the apartment for once, not that he'd admit it. Hearing the doorbell ring, Phillip sighed. Maybe Kurt forgot to mention something? Who knew? Walking over to the door, he opened it, speaking without looking yet.]
"Forget something -- ... "
[Phillip paused as he saw Sebastian.]
"... You're not Kurt ... "
Happy Birthday!
Thank you, Anon :)