One Step Further || Huntbastian
Sebastian had been horrified when he'd heard the news. Hunter's mother had passed away...she had been sick all this time and Sebastian never knew it. Never care to know it or ask about it. Hunter had seemed sad when he mentioned going to see his mother, and Sebastian thought it had something to do with his abusers. He was pissed, and he had wanted Hunter to know he didn't have to deal with that any longer. But now he knew the real reason.
The teenager didn't know how other people coped with this sort of thing, but in Hunter's shoes? Sebastian would want to drink. For more reasons than one. Death was hard, and what was more, his own family situation was so very complicated. He wanted his parents to want and care about him. For them to want to know about him and his life. They just...didn't. And if one of them died, Seb knew that they would go to their grave not knowing their own son. He would have to reconcile with the thought that it was because they never wanted to.
One thing he knew too much about was alcohol. Mainly that drinking it and surrounding yourself with a beat too loud in your ears and the heat of the dance floor did wonders to take your mind off things. So he got dressed, shot Hunter a text [ Hey. Get your dancing shoes on. I'm taking you out ] and then made his way over to Blaine's room. He hesitated, wondering what would happen if Blaine answered the door. But tonight wasn't about the shorter boy with curly hair. It was about Hunter. Sebastian knocked.
"Hope you're decent! Feel free to let me in, even if you're not." Okay. Stupid to hit on a guy whose mother had just passed. But then, Sebastian was stupid. He inhaled and said, "I'll cover my eyes. I just want to make sure you're actually getting ready."
