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Challenge #70 lost love

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Blaine's Lost (then found) Love

Wordcount - I have no freaking idea - lots!

Blaine can't believe this is happening.. "Come on, come onnnn!" he mutters under his breath. "Where the fuck are you, 'Bastian?" he curses in frustration, as he throws everything in his wake around the living-room of their apartment. He's already pretty much annihilated their bedroom and the kitchen, and... Bas is gonna kill me when he sees this mess, he thinks to himself, as sobs threaten to completely take over his already trembling body..

Back in High School, long before the débâcle that still haunts Sebastian to this day and that would forever now be known as Slushie-Gate, Sebastian took Blaine to the Allen County Fair over in Delphos, as a surprise after Kurt had bailed on Blaine to spend time choosing audition pieces for NYADA with Rachel. They had a fantastic time, and Blaine barely drew breath from laughing so hard he wheezed at Bas' hilariously sarcastic running commentary on the other fairgoers. In fact, in the days that followed their wonderful excusion, Blaine had felt more than a bit guilty at just how much he'd enjoyed spending time with Sebastian, who seemed to go out of his way to make Blaine smile, that day.

When, (after 6 attempts and more than his usual amount of swearing in ummm...colourful French peppering his vocabulary), Sebastian had finally succeeded in winning a tiny green plushie bear for Blaine and handed it over with a slightly bashful smile, Blaine's wide grin could have split the skies wide open. Blaine had immediately named the bear 'Bastian - a fact that made Sebastian throw his head back in laughter, and his own genuinely-fond, toothy grin at seeing Blaine so happy, would have seemed alien to those who knew him well, as it was without the slightest trace of his usual arrogant demeanour or smirk.

'Bastian Bear became very important to Blaine. So much so, that when Sebastian, fuelled by petty jealousy and immaturity, misguidedly threw the Slushie that was meant for Kurt, almost blinding Blaine in the process, Blaine spent hours cuddling up to 'Bastian and feeling soo dejected and sad and...used...and internally asking - why? Sebastian had been his friend...So...just why did it all go so wrong, so fast?

As an upset present-day Blaine suddenly finds it hard to breathe, and becomes so engulfed in memories of the past that he's scared they'll actually choke him, he recalls that that was in fact a question he replayed in his mind many times over the years. Why?? A question that had became especially poignant when Kurt pretty much forbade him from talking to Sebastian ever again, and definitely forced him to sever all ties with him...

Yeah...that was something that over the years had, more often than he would ever care to admit, irked Blaine, and had made him stop and think, Did I make the wrong choice back then? Could I have been happy with Sebastian? Obviously now that point is moot, as Blaine's now engaged to Sebastian, they're planning their Wedding and he knows that he is the happiest he's ever been. But he sometimes still feels sad that he wasted so much time on a relationship that ultimately turned utterly...toxic and oppressive in ways his idealistic (childish, immature, selfish, his unhelpful brain supplies) 18 year-old self could never even have imagined....and threw away a chance at real happiness.

He'll never stop thanking the stars for aligning and The Fates for intervening - or whatever miracle occurred all those years later in that out-of the-way bar in Manhattan - when he and Sebastian serendipitously reunited, giving them both a second chance at finding love together. But this time around, Blaine feels seen, and wanted, and listened to, and loved. And he knows without a shadow of a doubt that if it were within Sebastian’s powers to harness and hang the moon for him, he would do it in a heartbeat.

He knows Sebastian is all in for him, and loves him unconditionally - flaws and all. It's a two-way street, but feeling equal to his boyfriend, no, Blaine's brain corrects, to his Fiancé, is something Blaine still has trouble wrapping his head around at times, so alien was that concept to him not that long ago.

As he pulls himself from his rêverie and surveys the utter devastation that's surrounding him, with a grimace, Blaine thinks about how he never told Kurt that Sebastian had won 'Bastian Bear for Blaine, and that Kurt had somehow believed the plushie was simply called "Bear", and that Blaine had won it himself during one of his many trips to the West Lima Arcade with Sam. In retrospect, Blaine realised a while back that he probably should have stopped and taken pause at the lack of guilt that this lie, no...this...omission had given him at the time, and if he's honest, he knows he was very attracted to Sebastian - yes, even way back then...

Years later, and as soon as Blaine was able to call his plushie by his rightful name when he and Sebastian moved into their new apartment together, 'Bastian originally had pride of place on top of their bed during the day, after their bed was made. That is, until during a particularly athletic bout of post-breakfast-but-pre-work, spontaneous sex, Sebastian knocked him flying off the bed, smashing Blaine's favourite coffee mug to smithereens, in the process. So after they hit the shower and a (slightly) mollified and shamefaced (he was still basking in the afterglow of hot sex, after all) Sebastian promised to replace the precious mug as soon as he'd finished work for the day, a furious Blaine decided it was far safer for 'Bastian to live on his nightstand - permanently....

While some might find it slightly immature (although Blaine couldn't care less who felt that way - especially because he was well aware that anyone who even dared to voice that opinion in his presence, would soon find themselves on the sharp end of a Death Glare from Sebastian), Blaine has taken to popping 'Bastian in his suitcase every time he has to take an overnight or longer, business trip. It helps him feel close and more connected to Sebastian while he's away, and he's even spritzed 'Bastian Bear with Bas' favourite cologne, so that he can inhale the scent of Sebastian while he's away from him, too.

After his last trip away just over a month before, on arriving home, Blaine decided that 'Bastian was looking a bit grubby, so he'd headed to their Laundry room, taken him out of his suitcase, and was in the middle of popping him next to the washing machine, ready for their next washing day, when Sebastian had suddenly appeared behind him, engulfed him in a huge bear hug whilst suffusing his neck with kisses, and....before he knew it, 'Bastian was falling to the floor, momentarily forgotten as his Fiancé backed him into the bedroom then kicked the door shut behind them to show him just how much he'd been missed...

The next month was hectic for them both, so for whatever reason 'Bastian never made it back to Blaine's nightstand and now Blaine's turning their apartment upside-down trying to find him before he heads off to Chicago to attend a Musicology Symposium. Gnawing on his lower lip, Blaine desperately racks his brain, trying to remember if 'Bastian had been taken out of their Laundry room at any point, but he's drawing a blank. With a sudden flash of inspiration, he remembers that Bas' older sister Aurélie had given them a helping hand with tidying the apartment the other day, as they've both been far too busy lately to take care of it themselves - after she'd loudly tutted while pointedly drawing a finger through the accumulating dust on their window ledge...

Feeling happier than he has since he started his search, Blaine grabs his cell phone from his pocket and punches in Aurélie's number. She answers almost immediately;

"Hey, Blaine! Is everything okay?"

There's a hint of tension in her voice that makes Blaine guiltily realise he should maybe call her more often without having a reason to do so, as she's clearly worried.

"Yeah! Well, no...not really," Blaine says as he gathers his thoughts. "Did you..uhh.. Did you by any chance find 'Bastian while you were tidying up the other day, 'Réli?"

Blaine immediately realises his mistake when her instant response is,

"Excuse me?

However, Blaine can almost picture her with a sardonically-quirked eyebrow, soooo reminiscent of Sebastian, as she continues,

"Blaine...how exactly did you manage to mislay my brother? I mean..I know he's a giant in comparison to your more....compact stature, but still... enquiring minds want to know!"

Blaine rolls his eyes and not for the first time wonders how he puts up with the Smythe siblings, but truth be told, he loves them both to pieces.

"Ha. Haha. Hahaha," he intones mirthlessly. "You two are completely wasted in your current professions. You both belong on the stage as a comedy double act - NOT!"

The tinkling, almost musical tone of Aurélie's giggle makes Blaine smile, and with more confidence now he says,

"Not THAT 'Bastian, you silly goose. 'Bastian Bear - the plushie that Bas won for me back in High School!"

Blaine hears Aurélie's sharp intake of breath, and suddenly fears the worst...Then she starts speaking, and he can barely breathe...

"Ummm.. is that.. is that perhaps a little green plushie bear that was the worse for wear, Blaine?"

Caught between hope and (another) impending panic attack, Blaine says in a voice that's barely above a whisper,

"Yeah.. that's him - err...it. Do you know where he - it - is, Réli?"

With a sigh, Aurélie sadly confirms Blaine's worst fears.

"I do, Blaine. I thought he was just some old toy that had been brought over in one of the boxes we collected from your parents' house during the move, and because he looked so...tatty (with hindsight Aurélie realises the word she should have associated with the bear was 'loved''), "I-I... I threw him out," she stammers. "I'm so, so sorry. I honestly didn't know! He'll still be in the outside refuse bin, though.. So -"

Wordlessly, Blaine abruptly ends the call, throwing his phone right across the room, before sinking to the floor and collapsing in gulping sobs, with his arms wound tightly around himself.. Because.. No. No! He won't still be in the outside refuse bin, he thinks to himself. The refuse lorry came yesterday! He could be halfway across New York by now! Tears now flowing freely, Blaine crawls under a pile of the clothes he had thrown around in his earlier quest to find 'Bastian. After a few minutes he tries to pull himself together, knowing he needs to put the shambles into some semblance of order, before Sebastian gets home.

Not 15 minutes later, Sebastian arrives home and is instantly on guard as soon as he opens their front door, and is confronted by a lone shoe, a saucepan and a half-eaten Snickers bar strewn across the hall. Something is not...right, here, he thinks, as he tosses his keys in the bowl by the door, pausing to pick up the Baseball bat that Blaine keeps (just in case, Bas) by the door.

As he ventures further into their apartment and into the adjoining living-room, his eyebrows shoot up into his hairline at the sight before him. What. the. actual. fuck? he internally wonders. Have we been burgled? Oh, shit. Are the burglers still here? Is this a Home Invasion? I'm far too pretty to die. So is Blaine. Blaine! Oh my God! Where is Blaine??

Sebastian’s brain finally clicks into gear and fear of the potential would-be assailants is wiped clean from his mind, as desperate to save his Fiancé, he determinedly heads in to confront...whatever or whoever is lurking in their apartment.

Squaring his shoulders, Sebastian pulls himself up to his full 6'2" height and strides forward, bellowing, "Blaine! Are you okay, babe? Where are you?" at the top of his voice and sounding (he hopes) far less fearful than he's actually feeling..

A slight snuffling noise to his right makes his ears prick up and as he turns sharply on his heel he gingerly ventures towards a...massive pile of clothes and heaven knows what else. Baseball bat still in his hand he tentatively pokes the bundle of clothes only to hear an exasperated "Ouuuuch!!! as his bat hits home. Poking the pile of..actually - what the fuck is this a pile of? Sebastian wonders, as he prepares to square up to whatever miscreant awaits him. But, wait...that voice came from...their bedroom? Just as Sebastian reaches their room, he's startled to see the door lying open and his Fiancé, face flushed and eyes suspiciously rimmed in red, sitting on the floor before him, folding clothes, and absolutely surrounded by utter...chaos. Feeling slightly less stressed (but no less worried) Sebastian says (slightly) more forcefully than he intends,

"Babe....what the FUCK is going on here? Why does our apartment look like a bomb has hit it? Then without missing a beat he adds, "And..have you been crying, B?" What's got you so...devastated looking?"

Feeling slightly embarrassed about getting this upset and making a conscious effort to not outwardly appear so, whilst running through a warring internal dialogue, Blaine takes a somewhat shaky breath before answering Sebastian.

"Oh, no i'm not actually devastated, Bas." (I mean I am but please don't notice). 'It's nothing really." (I'm actually falling apart inside but don't want to be a bother because maybe then you'll find me too needy and make fun of me for it like Kurt did). I've not been crying (nope...just enough to fill the lake that runs through our favourite park - twice over!)

As Sebastian raises a cynical eyebrow, clearly seeing right through Blaine's fibs (and isn't that always the freaking case, thinks Blaine ruefully to himself) he scoffs,

"Yeah..no, B. How about you try that again, because that story has more holes in it than Swiss cheese!'

Sebastian's wearing his fond JustForBlaine smile (Blaine has one that's JustForBas, too!) as he listens to Blaine, who is still resolutely trying to protest that nothing is wrong, when a word jolts Sebastian, and suddenly it hits him like a Mach truck and he realises.... Oh. Oh! THAT'S what this is all about! 'Bastian Bear! He's still brandishing the Baseball bat with one hand like some kind of makeshift weapon, and his briefcase is gripped in the other, but without hesitation he drops both to the floor, and hunkers down next to Blaine, wrapping his arms tightly around his small frame, before pulling him into his lap...while silently kissing away the tears Blaine had so vehemently denied just moments before.

Sebastian could kill Hummel at times like this. Well, truth be told Sebastian could quite cheerfully kill Hummel at any time with little to no remorse, but when Blaine feels like he has to put on this...this front and pretend that he's not internally falling apart, because his fucking parasitic, prancing Pixie of an ex-husband made him feel at times like...like last year's Hermès or Birkin handbag (yeah...trudging reluctantly around countless high-end Parisien boutiques behind Aurélie and his Maman over the years has given Sebastian an awareness and appreciation of the finer accessoires de mode, so sue him), Sebastian’s (internally visible ) rage knows no bounds..

Blaine warily pays close attention to Sebastian’s inscrutable face as he suddenly sets his jaw (never a good sign) clears his throat and starts to speak,

"Blaine...First of all, it's okay to not be okay. It's okay to be upset and to fall apart, and it's okay to show it. What is not so okay, is for you to hide being upset from me. I'm not Hu.. I'm not..Kurt," he reluctantly grits out. "I'm not ever going to make you feel that you can't express it to me when you feel sad, and that you have to put on some sort of... façade in front of me! - or anyone!" Getting slightly agitated, Sebastian continues,

"Look, babe. I love you. You're my fucking world and we're getting married soon! So you need to talk to me when you're hurting and upset. I'm not going to hurt you - well, not intentionally anyway. I'm bound to fuck up at some point, because I'm well - me! and we both know I can still be an arrogant, stubborn (jealous) dick at times. But we'll work through any ripples together, and you have to TELL me when you're upset - especially if it's down to me, because good communication is key to making relationships work. and giving them longevity...According to my Maman, anyway, and she and my Dad have an amazingly strong marriage, as you know."

As Blaine listens carefully to everything Sebastian is saying to him in his impassioned speech about how it's okay to not be okay, he visibly relaxes into his arms, thinking to himself I have a fucking awesome Fiancé, who makes me feel special and loved and safe - and who sees and hears me.

So Blaine starts again, this time telling Sebastian exactly how upset losing 'Bastian Bear, then finding out Aurelie accidentally threw him out, has made him feel.

When Blaine reaches the part about Aurélie throwing 'Bastian in the trash, Sebastian’s mouth drops open and he thinks to himself Oh, great. So now on top of killing Hummel I can add killing my freaking sister to the list! He's joking of course - well about Aurélie, anyway, but man.. These two are working his last nerve right now, and he can only take care of one of them in the foreseeable future.. On the other hand, he thinks with a smirk, there is the matter of him having to hand deliver that Restraining Order to Hummell very shortly, so that will suffice - for now..

Pulling Blaine closer and kissing him slowly and deeply, Sebastian reluctantly pulls away from him, then jumps up from the floor and says he's heading out to take care of something and will be back..soonish...

"Bas!" Blaine worriedly calls out as Sebastian reaches their front door. "Please promise me you won't do anything that will result in me having to get your Dad to bail you out..."

With a grin, Sebastian calls back, "I promise, Killer. No more blackmail, bullying or assault this year. I turned over a new leaf - remember?" Thinking about how that was in fact exactly what happened to Sebastian all those years ago, and that those exact words had been spoken as a result of the aftermath of "Slushie-Gate", makes both boys simultaneously shiver slightly, and as Sebastian closes the door behind him, he shakes his head to clear it of memories he definitely doesn't want to revisit right now. What on earth possessed me to fucking say that of all things as my parting shot to Blaine?" he wonders incredulously. "God..I really can be a dick at times."

His first port of call is his office in downtown Manhattan. He didn't want to call Aurélie from their apartment, because..well because he's gonna go fucking through her like a dose of salts, and he didn't want to upset Blaine even more today!

Tapping his foot impatiently against he bar of his office chair while he waits for the call to connect, he resolves to stay calm and to listen to what his sister has to say for herself. Aurélie picks up after the 8th ring, and he hears a tentative

"Bas? I'm..."

But that's as far as she gets, because the next second Sebastian is unleashing a very colourful string of French,

Putain de merdre! Réli! Qu'as-tu fait, idiote? (Well..that resolution has aged well, he ruefully thinks as he storms on) T'as sûrement réalisé que l'ourson vert en peluche de Blaine était super important pour lui?? Va te faire foutre! Je m'en fiche! J'en ai plus rien à foutre! J'en ai ral le cul!!"

[For fuck’s sake! Réli! You surely realised that Blaine's green plushie Teddy Bear was super important to him? Go fuck yourself! I don't care! I don't give a fuck any more! I'm so fucking fed-up/done!]

Reining in her temper which rivals Sebastian’s in every way, Aurélie decides contrition is the best option as her little brother rails at her in increasingly vulgar French.

"Euh..Ben...bof... Désolé, Bas! Ouais, t'as raison. C'était entièrement de ma faute! Que puis-je faire pour me faire pardonner?"

[Errr... Well..umm... Sorry, Bas. Yeah, you're right. It was entirely my fault (that Blaine's now upset) How can I make it up to you/him?"]

As Aurélie braces herself for an even greater onslaught from her little brother she's stunned to find herself talking to thin air for the second time that day when Sebastian abruptly cuts the call.

Sebastian hums to himself as he reflects on just how badly that call had gone, then fires up his computer to find contact details for the local refuse collection company, and the address of the largest high-end toy store in New York. Having spoken to someone about the former matter, he calls a cab to get him to the toy store, which turns out to be FAO Schwarz on 5th Avenue.

Arriving at the store, Sebastian wastes no time and accosts the first salesgirl he spots.

"Excuse me," he says with his most disarming grin, then rolls his eyes as he watches her own eyes light up as she practically purrs, "How can I help you today - sir, all while lasciviously licking her scarlet painted lips. With an involuntary shudder, Sebastian holds up his left hand pointing to his ring and says,

"First of all - engaged! Second of all - not on your team! Third of all - if you don't find me EXACTLY what I'm looking for as a gift for my FIANCÉ I will go directly upstairs to the Director of this store and have your ass fired for sexually harassing his customers! This last Sebastian punctuated by stabbing her arm with his business card so that she could read the very prominently (and in gorgeous script) written, Sebastian Smythe, Specialist Lawyer to the LGBTQ+ Community of New York City

Smirking as she visibly paled, and said, "I'm so sorry, sir. That was very unprofessional of me." Sebastian was floored when she continued, "But you are very attractive, so surely I can't be blamed for wanting to flirt a bit?"

Jabbing her with his business card again as a reminder, Sebastian raises an eyebrow and says,

"Yes, I'm gorgeous, that's a given! I'm also very, VERY taken and very, very GAY! But may I just state for the record (Christ..why am I suddenly resorting to using legalese? he wonders). My Fiancé is not only absolutely beautiful, he also boxes in his spare time!

Then suddenly realising that doesn't exactly have the same impact when it's a woman that's hitting on him, Sebastian hurriedly resorts to throwing his phone in her face and showing her his wallpaper of a smiling Blaine holding Harry.

"So," he begins somewhat ominously, baring his very white teeth possessively as he notices the flash of interest in her eyes when she sees Blaine's photo.

"Shall we try this again..Melanie? He says, having noticed her name tag. Take me to the largest green plushie bear you have in this store - now!

Mouth agape, Melanie leads him to the elevator and punches the button for the 69th floor. At any other time this would have tickled Sebastian immeasurably, but right now all he can think about is how after buying the replacement plushie for Blaine, he is still gonna head to the top floor to pay a visit to the Director of the store, who just so happens to be one of his Dad's golfing buddies - and demand her ass be fired for sexually harassing his customers. What? He's turned over a new leaf. That doesn't mean he's a fucking Saint, nor that he's lost his.. edge.. He just now uses it for the 'Greater Good" - or in other words, fucking trouncing the opposition.

But for now - focus, Sebastian tells himself. Operation Secure "Bastian Bear Mark II is his number one priority. They arrive at the 69th floor, and step out of the elevator straight into what looks to Sebastian like a freaking sea of plushie creatures! Tilting his head to the side impatiently, in a "Well?" gesture, Sebastian again rolls his eyes as Melanie gives him a very obvious once-over, mentally adding another black mark to the list of misdemeanours he's gonna hit her boss with...just as soon as he has bought this dammed bear!

Melanie leads Sebastian over to a small green plushie bear and waits for his reaction. Gaping at her incredulously, Sebastian hisses,

"So, MELANIE! Just what was it about "Take me to the largest green plushie bear this store has - now!" that was so hard for you to understand? How can this..thing..even be REMOTELY described as the largest green plushie...anything that this store has?!

As his voice starts to rise in anger, a slightly older saleswoman notices Sebastian looking well...very pissed off, and quickly walks over to him, hurriedly dismissing Melanie with a slight nod.

Smiling brightly, she says to Sebastian,

"So, I understand you're looking to purchase a very large green plushie bear - would that be correct, Sir?'

As his scowl turns to a smile for practically the first time since he arrived at this godawful store, Sebastian nods, and says pleasantly,

"Yes, that's right. As a gift for my very MALE Fiancé. Actually I want to buy the largest green plushie bear that you have in the store."

Noting with interest that Moira, he reads, squinting at her nametag, appears to be unphazed by him emphasising the gender of his Fiancé, Sebastian wonders if there's a story there, and if Melanie has in fact been guilty of hitting on all the male customers... He files the question away in his Memory Palace for when he has his talk with the Director.

Moira leads Sebastian to the opposite end of the (very) long floor and stops in front of a fairly impressive green plushie bear, about 2 feet in height. It's fluffy and cuddly but it's not...huge, and today Bas is looking for HUGE. Another innuendo that would normally have Sebastian giggling childishly, but today...nope.

He scrunches his nose while looking the bear over and says with a defeated sigh,

'He's very cute, but he's just not...big enough. I need him to be REALLY big. Surely there's a bear that's larger than this one? he says with a slightly pleading tone.

Moira hesitantly begins to speak, telling Sebastian.

'Well, there is, Sir - but he's $4750."

Sebastian's eyes light up and he demands,

"Take me to him!" Then, feeling slightly ashamed of his lack of manners, he mutters, "Please."

Sebastian couldn't care less what the plushie bear costs. Everything he buys is expensive (he's a Trust Fund Baby, after all) - and when it comes to Blaine, money is no freaking object. He'd hang the fucking moon for him if it were possible..

Moira takes him to a locked office on one side of the floor and after letting Sebastian in, walks over to a glass cabinet with a small silver key. She opens the cabinet, then flicks a switch and suddenly a plinth rises up, and there in all its full resplendent green plushiness, sits the largest plushie bear that Sebastian has ever seen - and he looooooves it. More to the point, he knows Blaine is gonna love it, too!

"I'll take him," Sebastian happily says, and before Moira can even say Cash or Charge, Sir? he's slapped his Amex Black card onto the desk. Moira swipes it and asks Sebastian if he wants the (enormous) bear delivered, but he declines the offer, as he's now off to pick up the car he's rented for the next part of his mission. Thanking Moira profusely for all her help, Sebastian leaves the floor. After a quick glance at his watch he realises that his visit to the Director will have to wait for another day, because he's now on a time crunch to get across the city, and fulfill his next task. But he will be back, because women like Melanie need to be made aware that they cannot just hit on men with no regard for how uncomfortable it might make them feel.

Struggling to carry the huge bear and walk at the same time, Sebastian pointedly ignores the multitude of 'cooing' sounds and "Awwws" coming from just about every female he passes, and finally finds a cab large enough to accommodate 'Bastian Bear Mark II - and himself, then sets off.

At the car rental company he's lead over to the 7 seater he's hired (he knew he wanted to buy a very large plushie bear for Blaine, so he was being practical), and starts driving to the outskirts of the city. On the way, he spots a Florist and after checking the time, dives in and asks for a huge bouquet of all of Blaine's favourite flowers - yellow and red Roses, some large Michaelmas Daisies, a few yellow Sunflowers, and a couple of sprigs of "that kind of lacey looking Wedding-y stuff" (which he's helpfully informed is called Gypsophila) and has it all tied up with a huge green satin bow.

After he's got those safely in hand, he continues to drive out to the Dumpster that he was given the address for. Sebastian, of course, is still wearing his work suit, but earlier that day he'd paid the car rental company to have someone nip out and buy him a pair of jeans (what? This suit is Armani Privé, and was personally tailored expressly for him, for fuck’s sake, and he is NOT ruining it by going...Dumpster diving). So he parks as close to the Dumpster as he can humanly get, then slips out of his suit jacket, and strips out of his pants, easing the new jeans up his (endless) legs.

Rolling up his shirtsleeves and popping the (very expensive) Platinum cufflinks that Blaine had given him for his Birthday into his suit jacket pocket for safekeeping, he's finally ready. Bracing his feet on the edge of his rental car to project himself towards the Dumpster, he finds to his delight that his considerable height allows him to rummage and rifle through the contents, without having to actually dive into the Dumpster.

After an hour of fruitless (and absolutely filthy - and not in a positive and fun way, either!) searching, he's almost given up hope, when a flash of green that he instantly recognises catches his eye. With a sigh, Sebastian realises that he will have to dive right in now, as it appears all his rummaging has in fact pushed 'Bastian Bear further down the Dumpster. Great. Just great...

He takes a deep breath, propels himself through the air and.... promptly lands on top of something cold and icky and just euuuegggh! After just a few minutes, he finds 'Bastian Bear looking very forlorn indeed, tucks the tiny plushie under his arm and prepares to jump back out of the Dumpster. Only...now his height is most definitely NOT an advantage, as this arduous task proves extremely difficult!

After a solid 30 more minutes (fuck, Blaine will be sending out a search party any second now..), he finally manages to climb ungainfully out of the Dumpster, and crawls back into the rental car, breathing heavily and feeling very grateful for all his years of Lacrosse training that have maintained his stamina at an optimum level. Blaine's also very glad of it in the bedroom, he thinks with a cocky smirk...

Peering at 'Bastian Bear he says,

"Come on, buddy, time to get you home to your Dad. He's really been missing you."

Cleaning him up as best he can before realising that he has actually just had a conversation with a fucking inanimate green plushie bear, and that that is NOT even the weirdest part of the day he's just had - by far! Sebastian chuckles low in his throat, then puts the rental car into reverse, and guns out of the refuse tip, triumphantly heading home to Blaine.

On arriving back at their apartment, Sebastian’s mischievous (devilish...) side resurfaces and he decides to tease his Fiancé - just a bit. He knows if he pushes that too far when Blaine's had a wobble, he risks really pissing him off so he'll be gentle..ish.. He's only just put his key in the lock when he's startled by the door fliying open and Blaine barrelling into his chest, hitting him with angry fists.

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN, BAS?" Blaine roars. I'VE BEEN CALLING EVERYWHERE - EVEN THE FREAKING HOSPITALS! YOU LEFT HERE MORE THAN 5 HOURS AGO SAYING YOU WOULD BE BACK SOON!"

For a fraction of a second Sebastian debates the wisdom of arguing that he actually said he would be back soonISH, but a quick glance at his (again) upset Fiancé stops that thought dead in its tracks and he even wonders if teasing him a bit is the wrong move, but nah.. He knows that what he has planned will make Blaine smile...eventually.

Blaine suddenly seems to become aware of the fact that his Fiancé isn't batting his fists away..because he is physically unable to do so, as his arms are full of wtf is that? Blaine looks more closely and with a soft "Ohhhhhhh," he finally stops hitting Sebastian and asks,

"Is he.. is he for...me???

Sebastian glares slightly balefully at Blaine then drawls,

'Well, I don't know, B. I mean, he was - but that was before you decided to use me as a human punching bag!"

Blaine looks even more crestfallen as he also spots the beautiful bouquet his (annoyed? Pissed-off? Amused?) Fiancé is brandishing aloft, safely out of the way of Blaine's flying fists.

"M'sorry, Bas" he says, biting his lower lip.

"I was just...scared.. what you said as you left..."

Not wanting to reopen that particular can of worms any time soon, Sebastian leans down with difficulty and plants a kiss on Blaine’s forehead.

"Ssshhh, B," he softly says, gently dropping another kiss on top of the the curls he loves so much.. "It's okay. I know you worry.. I'm home now, so how about you help me get 'Bastian Bear Mark II into his new home - hmm?'

On hearing the name, Blaine lights up like a Christmas tree, and helps Sebastian to carry the massive plushie bear into their living-room.

As Blaine inhales the flowers with a happy smile, and looks 'Bastian over from head to toe in wonder, breathing, "He's..he's so beautiful! Bas. Thank you! It's sad that I can't take him with me when I travel, but I know he'll be looking after you while I'm away." Sebastian bites the inside of his cheek at his Fiancé's adorable and childlike (not childish!)! statement, then can't help bursting into laughter as it occurs to him that 'Bastian Bear Mark II is pretty much just one inch shorter than his gorgeous Fiancé!

Pointing this out to Blaine, he receives a playful glare in return and knows for certain that this is the right moment to put his plan into action.

Sebastian quietly walks back out of the living-room, then holds (original) 'Bastian Bear at the edge of the doorframe, while he hides, making 'Bastian 'wave' to Blaine, while he whistles to attract his Killer B(ee)'s attention.

The sight of Blaine crumbling in front of him in an even greater flood of tears than earlier, makes Sebastian falter momentarily, but when seconds later he finds himself with an armful of Blaine, he knows he's forgiven for teasing him.

'You...y-you went Dumpster diving just to get 'B-Bastian back for me," Blaine gulps. 'You hate dirt and g-garbage, but you.. you're... "

Clearly overcome, Blaine pushes himself up onto tiptoe, and pulls Sebastian’s head down so that he can capture his lips with his own..Smiling against his lips, Sebastian slips his tongue into Blaine’s mouth, letting it run across his trembling bottom lip before deepening the kiss..

Groaning softly, Blaine backs his Fiancé towards their bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them and fully intending showing Bas just how much he loves him..

...for several hours...

But...

As they start to hurriedly discard their clothing still locked together at the lips, Blaine suddenly squeals when out of the corner of his eye he sees Bas swiftly popping 'Bastian Bear back onto Blaine's nightstand. He squirms out of Sebastian’s grip, much to his Fiancé's irritation.

"C'mere you," Sebastian says softly, trying to snake an arm back around Blaine's tiny waist. "Iwannabeinside-" then...

"Blaine? What the fuck are you doing, babe?" Sebastian asks, as he watches Blaine race over to his nightstand.

Blaine with a blush that covers his entire face (and..beyond, as Sebastian well knows), chews on his lower lip as he turns to Bas with owlish whisky-honey coloured eyes and says,

'Turning Bastian Bear to the wall, so that he doesn't get traumatised by our monkey sex, Sebastian, Blaine patiently explains.

Opening and closing his mouth several times like a goldfish out of water, Sebastian repeats dumbfoundedly,

"So that he doesn't get traumatised by our..." With a fond roll of his eyes, Sebastian giggles,

Oh, Killer. I love you so, so fucking much. Now get over here so that I can show you just how much!"

...and so Blaine does..

...and so Sebastian does...

....for several hours...

/fin

A few notes...

Yes, I do still have the previous two ficlets for this series to post, that will happen this coming week, but this one literally took arms and legs....

Yes, this is from the same 'verse, but can be read without any knowledge of my previous ficlets.

The section where Blaine tries to tell Sebastian that he's fine and there's nothing wrong thanks to his ingrained and learned mechanisms, but of course Sebastian sees right through him, and shows him that it's okay to show his emotions, was suggested as a change to my original plot line, by my wonderful friend (and patient sounding-board) @imogenlefay , so she gets full credit for the wonderful alteration to my story.

I've been made fully aware that this goes well past the realms of being a ficlet..So, I guess - welcome to my first (and probably only) Seblaine fic.

Thanks go to my amazing friends (who are both absolutely incredible "proper" Seblaine writers) Imogen @imogenlefay and Lisa @nightbirdssidekick for their patience while I bombarded them both with endless versions of this bloody graphic that drove me up the wall, then valiantly listened to (read?) my stream of consciousness when ideas pretty much bombarded my mind. I love you both very much.

I'll very soon be posting a ficlet in which there is a scene that some Seblainers who also like Kurt may find upsetting, as it will not show Kurt in a positive light at all, so I'll be sure to tag it appropriately.

@seblainesundays

[seblainesundays]

ANNOUCEMENT: HIATUS

Seblaine Sundays will be going on hiatus! Apologies for the inconvenience. If any past prompts are completed, I will try to share them when I have time, but for the foreseeable future, no new prompts will be posted.

I hope to return sooner rather than later, and will update this page when that happens!

[seblainesundays]

challenge #70: lost love

As always, these prompts do not have to be completed by the deadline, it’s just a suggestion! Get ready for a new challenge because for the next week, the prompt will be “lost love.” The options are limitless! However way you want to interpret this prompt is all up to you!

Details:

Deadline: April 4th, 2021

All ratings, media, lengths and genres are welcome! Feel free to use the prompt how you see fit.

Questions?: Hop over to our ask box or FAQ!

Tag: please tag with ‘seblainesunday’ to make sure we reblog you!

and if you have suggestions for future challenges, feel free to drop them in the ask box at any time! and remember, all previous themes are always up for grabs!

[seblaineaddict]

challenge #69: power

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Yes, yes...this is a direct continuation of challenge #68: dynamic, and yes...I still haven't finished writing that ficlet, but both will be up by Sunday! Promise! Life is just insanely busy, right now, and I wanted to at least get the graphic up.

As you can see, shit just got real, and the moral of this story is - "Don't fuck with Sebastian Smythe!" Or his Dad, Alexandre, for that matter..😉

Kurt's about to learn that Hell hath no wrath like a scorned Smythe...especially when one of them is engaged to one Blaine Devon Anderson!

Bas loves Blaine with everything that he is, and will do pretty much anything to keep his Fiancé safe and happy, so the approved Restraining Order should hopefully give his Killer B(ee) some much needed peace of mind...

Now Bas is ready to arrange a meeting with Hummel, so he can personally present him with the Restraining Order...

tbc...

[nightbirdssidekick-deactivated2]

challenge #69: power 

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Title: Betty Power’s Lipstick  Rating: M Summary: Sebastian is sick and tired of law school and everything else that’s wrong with his life. In desperate need of drinks and distractions, he checks out a gay club in Brooklyn. It’s Drag Night, which isn’t exactly Sebastian’s thing. But when he hears Betty Power sing, memories come flooding back because he knows the man under all the make-up. Blaine Anderson, the one that got away. Notes: Written for Seblaine Sundays, challenge #69, prompt: power.

Betty Power had quite the appearance. She was wearing a very short, skin-tight, spangled red dress, black fishnet stockings and red high-heels that looked downright dangerous. Her bare arms were nicely toned and so were her thighs. Actually, her thighs were impressively toned, just like her round bubble butt. 

Sebastian could have sworn that he’d seen that ass and those flawless thighs before. But it wasn’t until he heard Betty sing that he knew for sure he had seen her before. Him. Blaine Anderson. 

Among a million voices, Sebastian would have recognized Blaine’s. He had always been astounded by its colorful emotionality and captivating smoothness. Blaine’s voice had always been one of the few things that had really touched Sebastian. And that night, it was just the same. It went from Blaine’s mouth straight to Sebastian’s heart…

Read more on AO3!

Special thanks to Ail for the fantastic title graphic!

[seblainesundays]

challenge #69: power

As always, these prompts do not have to be completed by the deadline, it’s just a suggestion! Get ready for a new challenge because for the next week, the prompt will be “power.” The options are limitless! However way you want to interpret this prompt is all up to you!

Details:

Deadline: March 28th, 2021

All ratings, media, lengths and genres are welcome! Feel free to use the prompt how you see fit.

Questions?: Hop over to our ask box or FAQ!

Tag: please tag with ‘seblainesunday’ to make sure we reblog you!

and if you have suggestions for future challenges, feel free to drop them in the ask box at any time! and remember, all previous themes are always up for grabs!

[seblaineaddict]

challenge #68: dynamic

Seblainesundays.

A fortnight after Kurt kissed Blaine against his will (see challenge #67), Sebastian is weighing up his options and decides to call his Dad for help, before he does something he absolutely won't regret (ie. punch Kurt into next year!)

Please note, I wanted to get this graphic up in time, but it will be edited to add the accompanying ficlet just as soon as it's been written. I've had a very trying week and just haven't had time to dedicate to it!

As a wee preview, Bas' call to his Dad will be in French with a translation, Smythe Senior and Junior will join forces to take Kurt down, and will prove to be a formidable team of Lawyers, and Sebastian is still gonna act on his own (quelle surprise!), but...Blaine will be on-board with his Fiancé's actions after a further incident.

Side note: doesn’t Jon Hamm look like he really could be Sebastian's Dad??

[seblainesundays]

challenge #68: dynamic

As always, these prompts do not have to be completed by the deadline, it’s just a suggestion! Get ready for a new challenge because for the next week, the prompt will be “dynamic.” The options are limitless! However way you want to interpret this prompt is all up to you!

Details:

Deadline: March 21st, 2021

All ratings, media, lengths and genres are welcome! Feel free to use the prompt how you see fit.

Questions?: Hop over to our ask box or FAQ!

Tag: please tag with ‘seblainesunday’ to make sure we reblog you!

and if you have suggestions for future challenges, feel free to drop them in the ask box at any time! and remember, all previous themes are always up for grabs!

[seblaineaddict]

Challenge #67: warning

@seblainesundays

Serendipity definition: when someone accidently finds something or someone, good.

A few weeks after Sebastian and Blaine have formally announced their engagement, out of the blue, Kurt contacts Blaine and asks if they can meet up for a "friendly" coffee and a catch up. Blaine tells Bas right away, and understandably, Sebastian is super sceptical. He scoffs, telling Blaine he's being incredibly naïve, but Blaine defends Kurt (which goes down about as well as a lead balloon), saying Kurt knows Blaine's engaged to Sebastian, and they're divorced, in any case! They have a very heated exchange that ends when both decide they don't want to fight about Kurt - again... A million and one arguments about Kurt that never begin or end any differently, are pretty much the textbook definition of insanity, after all!

Blaine heads off to meet Kurt, shaken and still smarting more than a bit from his fight with Sebastian. Sometimes he feels like his Fiancé just doesn't fully trust him, and that hurts him so deeply. This time though, Sebastian made it very clear that it wasn't Blaine he didn't trust...that it never was Blaine.

Blaine enters the coffee shop, and spots Kurt right away, dressed to kill (he supposes) in a powder pink suit, over a cream turtleneck. Absently, Blaine wonders if Kurt's style of dress has always been so...flamboyant. His small body is immediately enveloped in a bone-crushing bear hug when he reaches the table Kurt's seated at, and he's a bit taken-aback, and feels uncomfortable, to boot. Their divorce was far from amicable, and Kurt dragged it out to painful lengths, truth be told.

After they both receive their drinks (Blaine has to tell Kurt he doesn't drink Medium Drip any more, when his ex tries to order for him), and explains that Sebastian introduced him to the wonder that is a Honeycomb Mocha Latte (because of course Sebastian knows all the best coffee blends! He's French, after all!) Blaine's mind wanders a bit as he thinks about how he's also now partial to a Marshmallow Pumpkin Latte in the Fall, thanks to his Fiancé..

Pretty much because Bas actually giggles and gets playful whenever Blaine gets the whipped cream all over his nose - then leans over and licks it right off his face... in public, in private - wherever! Yeah..so Blaine might get whipped cream accidentally-on-purpose all over his nose for that very reason, but Bas doesn't have to know that..

Blaine pulls himself out of his daydream, trying to focus on what Kurt's saying. But it's like the teacher in Charlie Brown. All he's hearing is "Womp, womp, womp." He can't wait to leave and rush back to climb his 6'2 boyfriend like a tree, then give him one hell of a make-up blowjob!

But wait, what? ...What did Kurt just say? Oh, he must have misheard, he thinks. No way did Kurt just say the words, "When we get back together." He shakes his head to clear it, but nope. There it is again... Blaine very carefully and deliberately, crosses his arms across his chest to ensure Kurt knows this conversation is not something he welcomes.

Gnawing his lip, he takes a deep breath and says, "You do realise we're divorced, yeah? I mean it took twice as long as it should have, because you insisted on making it as difficult as possible for me - after you filed in the first place!"

The taller man blinks a few times, opens and shuts his mouth like a goldfish, then waves a dismissive hand, as if Blaine is talking gibberish. "Divorces can be dissolved, Blaine," he petulantly tells a now incredulous Blaine. "The Meerkat will never love you like I do, and he's only gonna cheat on you the first chance he gets. Engaged or not. He's a slut!" he sneers maliciously, "A filthy man whore. Leopards can't change their spots, and He. Will. Hurt. You." He spits, punctuating his last words viciously. "Come back to me and I'll forgive this momentary lapse in your better judgement."

Now it's Blaine's turn to resemble a goldfish, and his eyebrows vanish into his hairline, as he hears his ex-husband's spiteful and untrue words about Sebastian. His eyes narrow and glint dangerously as he thinks to himself, 'Pious bastard.' Okay, then. No more holding back, and all bets are off! "

Don't you fucking dare speak about Sebastian like that," he seethes, slamming his fist into the table in anger and making Kurt jump. "You don't know him - you never did, and..." Oh, wait. Blaine was about to say that Sebastian loves him more than Kurt ever did, but Blaine's too big-hearted to deal Kurt such a low blow, so...better not go there - yet.

So instead, sporting a smirk worthy of Sebastian himself, Blaine smiles in a completely fake, saccharine-sweet and condescending way, and says, "...and Sebastian is completely supportive of me. HE happily "Sits on stools listening to me perform!" The jibe instantly hits its target, and Blaine gets a bit of smug satisfaction from seeing Kurt's face crumple like a deflated, decorative Concertina.

They glare at each other for a long moment, before Blaine casually tosses enough money on the table to cover his half of the bill, and gets up to leave....All goes to plan, until Kurt suddenly lunges across the table, grabs his lapels, and...kisses him, that is... What the fuck? What. The. Actual. FUCK??

Blaine can't even think straight. Sebastian was right. "Oh, fuck!" Bas was right, and if they can get past this (nothing like thinking positively, Blaine), he's gonna be dining out on this one for months!

"What the hell d'you think you're doing, Kurt? Get your hands (and definitely your lips, he shudders internally) off me!" Kurt just grins, and replies, "I knew you still wanted me!" Blaine just sighs, shaking his head. "You're delusional, Kurt," he mutters, rolling his eyes. "We're over. I'm happier than I've been in years - oh, and now I have to go and tell my Fiancé that he was right about you, all along. Great. Cheers for that one, Kurt. Seriously. Awesome judgement!"

With a huff, he leaves the coffee shop, almost tearing the door off its hinges in his frustration. He has to call Bas right now... before some other asshole gossip gets to him first! Sebastian's angry warning about Kurt's motives ricocheting around his brain, Blaine feels a panic attack might be imminent. Once safely outside, Blaine leans against the wall, trying to calm his racing heart and process what just happened.

With a deep sigh, Blaine frustratedly scrapes a hand over his face, furiously trying to hold back angry tears. He pulls his phone from his pocket, but the sight of his phone background - his Fiancé's beautiful face wreathed in a toothy grin, while he nuzzles Harry, the puppy that Bas gave Blaine for Christmas, starts his heart racing at an even quicker pace. Blaine suddenly can't breathe and actually feels like he's about to die. Not wanting to procrastinate any longer, he punches speed dia with shaking fingers, waiting for the call to connect and to hear that oh-so familiar drawl that always grounds him.

Except...this time it doesn't. This time Sebastian’s warm but slightly hesitant "Hey, baby.." is the catalyst that causes the floodgates to open. As he tries hard to gather his emotions, he gulpingly tells Sebastian the whole horrible story, pretty sure that this phone conversation will go every bit as badly as he imagines....

For his part, jaw set hard as he listens to Blaine explaining and hears his breath catching when he breaks down in heaving sobs, Sebastian is torn. He's feeling both frustrated and vindicated, but most of all, he's feeling just the tiniest bit...broken... He trustingly placed his heart entirely in this beautiful man's hands, and had to learn how to let down all the walls around it that he'd erected to protect it, in order to avoid being hurt, and opened it fully to Blaine...yet sometimes he feels like he's losing him before they've really even got started...

However...This is Blaine...The man he fell hard for the second their eyes locked across the Dalton Senior Commons when they were both still boys.. The man he badly hurt both physically and emotionally, because of unacceptable behaviour born from petty teenage jealousy and sheer competitiveness.. The man whose heart is so big that several years later when they fortuitously (literally!) bumped into each other again, he finally did give Sebastian the second chance he'd begged for back in high school, Back when the coldness in Blaine's usually warm Whisky-honey eyes as he gazed into Sebastian’s deep emerald pools, had left Bas certain that their burgeoning friendship was completely Fubar'd - forever... Aurélie, Bas' older sister calls their chance meeting, Serendipity. Sebastian, calls it his salvation.

Blaine...the man Sebastian now realises that he loved even when they were both still teenagers. Even before he knew what it felt like to love, and to be loved in return. The man for whom the depth of his love - almost to the point of it consuming him, sometimes terrifies him, The man who agreed to marry him, for fuck's sake! Even after everything Sebastian put him through, and so...he stays quiet and...listens...

As Blaine haltingly manages to make it through detailing the whole débâcle - sobs clearly wracking him as he talks, Sebastian’s heart breaks just a little to hear how upset and distraught his Fiancé is. Privately, he thinks to himself, 'I am gonna fucking tear Hummel limb from limb for making Blaine cry.' But to his credit, he doesn't voice that.. Instead, when Blaine finally stops speaking, Sebastian chews on the inside of his cheek hard enough to taste the bitter copper of blood. Determinedly biting back down the caustic remark that was sitting on his still at times vicious tongue, like a Devil perched on his shoulder, he takes a deep breath in through his nose to centre himself, and finally trusts himself to find the right words.

"Blaine.. stop. Please, just...stop.. It's... it'll be.." Squeezing his eyes tightly shut Sebastian tries again. "Stop crying please, B. You'll end up with another migraine, and Rainbow Brite just isn't worth this grief. Just...breathe. Look, Blaine. Don't give Kurt any power. You know how much I love you, and I know how much you love me and that you know I'm not that same asshole from high school. Can I still be an asshole? Uh - yeah! But I'm an asshole who grew up, learned to value everything that's important to me, never take my privilege for granted, and now I pick my battles. You're it for me, B... You're my everything. My home, and our love for each other is all that matters. Everything else? That's just background noise. Just...come home, babe. Come home and let me remind you just how much you're loved."

Blaine feels like he can finally breathe again as Sebastian’s words calm him and ease his troubled mind. He's Sebastian’s home and that goes both ways. Practically sprinting the short distance back to their apartment, Blaine almost collapses into his Fiancé's waiting arms that are wrapped protectively around his waist the second the door opens. As Sebastian pulls him close, places a soft sweet kiss to his forehead and tells him that he's run him a bath using his favourite lavender bubble bath, Blaine inhales the spicy mixture of Chanel Bleu Cologne, cinnamon and the faintest hint of Courvoisier, that is just so innately Sebastian, and smiles for the first time in hours. He's back where he belongs. In his home, with his home, and he couldn't be any happier, or more content than he is at this moment.

As Blaine relaxes in his bath, Sebastian moves into the living-room, lies down on the couch, scowls deeply and plots, while nursing a double measure of Courvoisier on the rocks. He's gonna make Hummel pay, he thinks darkly. Nothing that will result in his dad having to bail him out (his State's Attorney dad might actually be able to help with this) or hamper his own fledgling career as an LGBTQ Lawyer - and definitely nothing that will upset Blaine. Just... something that will serve as a warning to that poisonous, prancing Pixie... 'Don't fucking ever underestimate Sebastian Smythe, Hummel.' As he internally seethes, Sebastian knocks back the contents of his glass in one go...

[seblainesundays]

challenge #67: warning

As always, these prompts do not have to be completed by the deadline, it’s just a suggestion! Get ready for a new challenge because for the next week, the prompt will be “warning.”

This one is pretty open ended! One could be warning the other of danger, or they might being telling them about a deep dark secret in their life that they can’t shake. The options are boundless! However way you want to interpret this prompt is all up to you!

Details:

Deadline: March 14th, 2021

All ratings, media, lengths and genres are welcome! Feel free to use the prompt how you see fit.

Questions?: Hop over to our ask box or FAQ!

Tag: please tag with ‘seblainesunday’ to make sure we reblog you!

and if you have suggestions for future challenges, feel free to drop them in the ask box at any time! and remember, all previous themes are always up for grabs!

[smythebros]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Just something I did for Seblaine Sundays. I’ve also determined I can’t write Blaine. 

[seblaineaddict]

challenge #66: rebel

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This incorporates digital drawing in the left side image of Bas smoking, as I couldn't find anything that suited to manip! Digital Artists please be gentle!

Sebastian has a few vices. Some of which Blaine is absolutely okay with; namely his need to add a shot of Courvoisier to his morning cup of coffee, his taste for very expensive French wines, and the one Blaine finds most amusing - his utterly Parisien snobisme about Macarons. If they don't originate from a genuine French Pâtisserie, or at least a French-owned Pâtisserie, they aren't worth his time, and are dismissed with a sardonic eyebrow quirk that would be accompanied by an acerbic put-down, were it not for Blaine elbowing him in the ribs before his truth-bomb can be detonated!

However! Sebastian also has the very bad habit of smoking whenever he is stressed. He's an LQBTQ Lawyer with a reputation for destroying the opposition with his silver tongue, quick wit and a mind that is as sharp as a steel trap. He therefore finds a lot of very harrowing cases end up on his desk, and at times he finds dissociating from what he hears and sees, very difficult, so...he smokes to de-stress, and unwind.

Blaine hates this habit! Well...he doesn't, in fact. He finds watching Bas smoke sooooo superhot, but no way is he gonna confess that to his Fiancé! He scolded Sebastian for two hours solid the first time he caught him smoking during their University years, and Bas has more or less quit, but sometimes when a case gets to him, a Gauloise is his solace, and Blaine's learned to let it go...while lustfully licking his lips as he watches the smoke sexily billow and swirl around Sebastian’s perfectly quiffed head.

Blaine's come home tonight to find Bas still in his work suit, sitting in the window awning, collar unbuttoned and tie askew, silently smoking. But because he knows his Fiancé's had a very upsetting day dealing with a case that has turned his life upside down, he bites back the reprimand that sits on his tongue, and instead climbs into the awning, winds Sebastian’s arm around his waist, and leans over to plant a soft kiss on his cheek, while gently running his thumb soothingly over Bas' palm.

He even has an iron-clad plan of action. Sebastian was stunned to discover that Blaine had never even tried Weed, and told him any time he felt like indulging, he has a very reliable contact on speed-dial. Blaine has always demurred, citing any type of smoking wreaking havoc on his precious vocal cords...until now, that is! Locking his gaze with Sebastian’s and making sure to put on his best puppy eyes, he casually says, "So..uh...you should call your friend and tell him you need to make a purchase, Bas. Tonight."

Sebastian raises a curious eyebrow before the penny suddenly drops. "Seriously?" he asks. "Yup," says Blaine, with the most innocent expression in his owlish eyes. "I think it's time you taught me how to shotgun a blunt, babe!"

Sebastian doesn't have to be asked twice, he picks up his phone, and scrolls to the number he needs, while giving his Fiancé his adoring, justforBlaine smile. "God, I love you, Killer," he says whilst gazing into his Fiancé's Whisky-honey eyes. With a smirk worthy of Sebastian, Blaine simply says, "I know." Then because his Fiancé's crestfallen expression is just too much to bear, he adds, "I love you back, Bas. Forever and a day. Now go and get some Weed so we can play...."

[seblainesundays]

challenge #66: rebel

As always, these prompts do not have to be completed by the deadline, it’s just a suggestion! Get ready for a new challenge because for the next week, the prompt will be “rebel.”

Dip into your devious side with this one! Maybe one or both of the boys is a bad boy, or maybe they’re breaking some traditions or rules! However way you want to interpret this prompt is all up to you!

Details:

Deadline: March 7th, 2021

All ratings, media, lengths and genres are welcome! Feel free to use the prompt how you see fit.

Questions?: Hop over to our ask box or FAQ!

Tag: please tag with ‘seblainesunday’ to make sure we reblog you!

and if you have suggestions for future challenges, feel free to drop them in the ask box at any time! and remember, all previous themes are always up for grabs!

[seblaineaddict]

challenge #65: closer

seblainesundays

Hey, Seblainers! Hellllooo, everyone else...😉 If you've been following my @seblainesundays graphics, you'll know that as part of his grand gesture of the Valentine’s Day of Blaine’s dreams, Sebastian gave his Fiancé a framed photo that Bas' older sister Aurélie sneakily took at his request, when Sebastian proposed to Blaine on 23rd December.

This is the photo. I originally created this graphic in black and white for the wonderful Seblaine 1x1 RP of my incredibly talented friends

@sebsmythes / @glitzgustin (Casey) and @blaine-d-anderson / @sebandblaine (Chris), who you all no doubt already know for their phenomenal Seblaine fics. If you've never followed an RP, or are looking for a new one to read that has loads to offer, please give them both a follow!

For the framed photo of Seblaine right before Bas proposed to Blaine, I individually recoloured every piece of the black and white original, to make it pop and give it life.

As I've said before in my Seblaine ficlets, Blaine adores Bas' bright green eyes, and loves when he wears clothing that complement and bring out his eye colour, so I felt a really rich forest green worked well for his jacket in this case, and worked to get it the right shade. For Blaine's cosy jacket I made my own jewel burgundy shade, as again in my ficlets, Bas adores seeing Blaine in any shade of red, and wrapping his arms right around his tiny waist, to pull him closer, then burying his face in Blaine's free-flowing curls that he loves so much.

The original black and white graphic is below.

[seblainesundays]

challenge #65: closer

As always, these prompts do not have to be completed by the deadline, it’s just a suggestion! Get ready for a new challenge because for the next week, the prompt will be “closer.”

This theme leaves a lot of room for interpretation, so let your imagination run wild! However way you want to interpret this prompt is all up to you!

Details:

Deadline: February 28th, 2021

All ratings, media, lengths and genres are welcome! Feel free to use the prompt how you see fit.

Questions?: Hop over to our ask box or FAQ!

Tag: please tag with ‘seblainesunday’ to make sure we reblog you!

and if you have suggestions for future challenges, feel free to drop them in the ask box at any time! and remember, all previous themes are always up for grabs!

[seblaineaddict]

challenge #64: chocolate

seblainesundays:

Bas knows everyone thinks he doesn't have a romantic bone in his body (he's even trying so hard with the few New Directions members that still feel he's not good enough for Blaine, by refraining from snarking or jumping on the obvious double entendre, whenever someone says that around him), so on their first Valentine’s Day as an engaged couple, he's gone all out to prove he's just as romantic as uuggh..Hummel (and a whole lot more sincere, thank you very much!) by pulling out all the stops.

He's had a few baking lessons from his big sister Aurélie, and has managed to whip up a pretty great batch of his Grand-mère's famous Chocolate Ganache Squares and some of his chocoholic Fiancé's favourite Red Velvet Cupcakes, too, if he does say so himself. He's also spent a small fortune having his favourite Parisien Confectionerie concoct a plate of personalised chocolate-covered strawberries and a trio of chocolate fondues (dark, milk, and white), then ship them from Paris to their New York apartment, and now he's almost vibrating out of his skin, with anticipation and excitement, as he waits for Blaine (who thinks Bas has forgotten what day it is) to arrive at a previously designated location, of which Blaine has no prior knowledge. He felt slightly bad when he witnessed how upset his Fiancé was that morning, as he valiantly pretended that it was just another day, but Bas has always been able to read Blaine like an open book, so he knew he was upset, and it took an enormous amount of willpower not to kiss him until he was breathless and confess his plans, but he managed..somehow... picturing Hummel naked was a very effective deterrent..as always!

Of course..he wouldn't be Sebastian if he didn't have something hot and sexy in store, too - so with a smirk he places his newly purchased jar of dark chocolate and raspberry body paint in a basket, alongside the photo that he coerced Aurélie into taking when he proposed to Blaine on 23rd December. After checking the blush Champagne is chilling at the correct temperature, he decides the scene is now set.

Now he just needs his beautiful Blaine to show up at their favourite French restaurant, which Blaine's mom should have taken care of, so he gives her a quick call to make sure all is on track, then after listening to her babble on about what a true romantic he is (and Bas would be lying if he said that didn't put a self-satisfied grin on his face), he makes sure one last time that everything is in place, has a shower, fixes his hair in a perfect quiff, changes into Blaine's favourite three-piece-suit, then calls an Uber, as neither of them will be driving tonight, and heads off to meet Blaine.

Suffice to say, Blaine was already very touched and overcome by the dinner that consisted of all of his favourite dishes, which had been made up by the Head Chef especially for him, the magnum of Louis Roederer Champagne, and the gorgeous Breitling watch with dual time zones for whenever Bas has to travel to Paris on business, that Sebastian gave him. So when they arrived home and the surprises continued, Blaine burst into tears at his Fiancé's romantic and thoughtful Valentine’s Day gesture..tears that onoy intensified when he spotted the trail of rose petals leading to their bedroom.

Sebastian, of course, took in his Fiancé's happy tears, while sporting his loving Just-For-Blaine smile, and if he allowed himself a slightly smug smirk at the knowledge that Hummel had never given Blaine such a romantic night, as he started to heatedly peel the clothing from his super-hot Fiancé's body, and prepared to show his Killer B(ee) just how much he loved him, surely nobody could blame him? 😉