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The One With Salvation || Seblaine

Date: February 14th, 2017

Locations: Manhattan, New York - Metropolitan Museum of Art & Sebastian’s Apartment

Who: Blaine Anderson & Sebastian Smythe

Notes: Valentine’s Day arrives and Nightbird encounters a new foe before his big date with Kurt. When that spins out of control, secrets are revealed and Blaine finds comfort in a familiar friend.

sal·va·tion /salˈvāSH(ə)n/ noun preservation or deliverance from harm, ruin, or loss. “My touch is his temptation, his kiss is my salvation. I’m sweet, he’s wild, we're dangerous.”

Sebastian Smythe:

It didn’t take much longer after Sebastian awoke from his coma for him to get released from the hospital. There was nothing physically wrong with him and he passed any and all outpatient exams and tests with flying colors. His job was more than understanding about what had happened and agreed to let him come back whenever he was ready. Sebastian figured having been asleep for the past three weeks had had his bosses scrambling to find someone to fill his empty seat. “Don’t worry,” they told him when he’d called to inform them he was now awake. The fact that his bosses were a little too unconcerned about when he would return worried Sebastian into thinking he might not have a job to return to.

Not even a few days had passed and Sebastian found that something had changed while he was in his coma. At first the changes shocked him and he wasn’t sure what to do. He almost wanted to tell Blaine but part of him was ashamed and afraid Blaine might get scared too and run away. Instead, Sebastian closed himself off and made up excuses for his family and his friends. He quit his job as a journalist and did things to cope with his changes. For one, he was incredibly fast. Too fast to be humanly possible. Another was that he was constantly hungry; if he didn’t get sugar in him around the clock then he would feel light-headed. No matter how much he ate, however, he never gained any weight. In fact, the opposite happened and for some crazy reason he lost next to all of his body fat and gained toned muscle without ever breaking a sweat.

On days that he managed to actually keep his newfound abilities under control, he would attempt reaching out to Blaine. He would use his speed to sneak around and get things to win him over-- he surprised the boy with a vase of flowers sitting on his front step while he knew Kurt was out for the night.The morning of Valentine’s Day Blaine had told him about a sudden audition he was rushing over to and Sebastian surprised him by beating him to the audition location to give him a pep talk in person, coupled with a single red rose for luck.

“I just happened to be in the area so I rushed over when you told me where you were going,” his reason may have been suspicious but Sebastian didn’t give his friend any hints of what he’d become. “Happy Valentine’s Day, killer.”

Blaine Anderson:

It had been a little bit since Sebastian and Blaine had parted ways at the hospital and it seemed Sebastian and Blaine both had been too busy to keep up their weekly dinners. Blaine was so busy trying to make up for all of the time lost with Nightbird, trying his best to win over the city again. Thankfully they had welcomed him back with open arms and they forgave him fast even though he still had yet to catch Doctor Light. It was frustrating that such a stupid super power kept him from getting him and putting him away.

Meanwhile in his other life he was still dealing with his marital problems and the fact that the callback he’d was a dead end. He was afraid to tell Kurt that he didn’t get it, not wanting to hear the ‘I told you so’ he had building up. He missed having Sebastian so often to take his mind off of everything, but the surprises he would send or leave for him made up for their lack of seeing each other. The texts here and there made him feel better too. He felt lucky to have at least one thing and person in his life that brought a smile to his face even if it was only once in awhile lately. He figured part of Sebastian’s reasoning was also because Blaine had planned to spend Valentine’s Day with Kurt, giving him one last chance.

When February fourteenth finally arrived it started out okay, he and Kurt woke up together for the first time in a really long time and they attempted to have a nice morning together, both forcing small talk about their upcoming date that evening. It felt uncomfortable but not unbearable so he didn’t know what to expect for the night ahead. He decided he would give them and their relationship an actual shot on that day and he would stick with it until the day was over, unfortunately for him it didn’t seem that Kurt had the same mind frame because before lunch time Kurt had gotten a call from someone and he just had to go out. He left with the promise of meeting Blaine at their date that night and an air kiss that was only barely in Blaine’s direction.

With a heavy sigh of disappointment, Blaine collapsed on the couch for a bit. Around noon, his phone rang with a text message from one of his friends that he’d met at all of the auditions he’d gone to, telling him that there was a last minute call for singers for an off-broadway show. It cheered him up a little bit, after not getting another callback from his last one he had kind of fallen out of the routine of auditioning for multiple things every week, so this was a little silver lining in his day. The first thing he did was text Sebastian about it, knowing he could get positive reinforcement from him. Blaine hurried to get ready and he rushed across town to make it on time to the audition.

A wide grin pulled at his lips and his whole face lit up when he saw that Sebastian had beat him to the audition location, surprising him. “Well, hey stranger.” He said as he approached the taller, gently taking the rose from the other. A blush painted his cheeks red at the nickname rolling off of Sebastian’s tongue. He cast his gaze down with a bashful smile. “Seb,” he clicked his tongue, shaking his head. “You didn’t have to do this.” Blaine looked up at the taller, sighing happily. “Happy Valentine’s Day, handsome.” He pulled Sebastian into a tight hug.

Blaine felt so incredibly lucky to have Sebastian in his life again, after spending so many days and nights with someone who made him feel two inches tall, it was nice to be around someone who makes him feel special. “H-how did you get here so fast?” He asked whenever he pulled back from the hug, a little flabbergasted that the taller had made it there before him. “Ugh, I don’t care, I’m just so happy to see you. I’ve missed you.” He leaned up to press a kiss to Sebastian’s cheek. “Today has not started out so great and I’m very nervous for this audition so you are definitely a sight for sore eyes.” The shorter smiled sweetly at his friend before bringing the rose up to his nose, smelling it. “You here to try and talk me out of my date tonight?” He smirks slightly, raising his eyebrow.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian was glad that his friend hadn’t probed him too much in regards to how he arrived so quickly, considering it had only been minutes since he’d found out. “Oh, y’know, I just happened to be in the area and it’s Valentine’s so everyone’s selling roses. I just picked one up and rushed over.” Of course it was only half of a lie; in actuality he was at home doing nothing but he really did rush over at top speed. After much practice, Sebastian had gotten his powers under control and he was ready to swoop Blaine off of his feet at the drop of a hat. He smiled bright and wide when Blaine kissed his cheek and chuckled at his comment-- Blaine really did know him the best. “I won’t talk you out of anything but I will let you know that my schedule for today just so happens to be completely empty. So you could, for instance, happen to drop by my place for a romantic dinner or something to that effect.”

Things between Blaine and Kurt were still strained and Sebastian knew it. He was currently playing the long game, continuing to show his everlasting support for Blaine and promising to always be there for him. He was going to be the man that would pick Blaine up and piece him back together after Kurt inevitably broke his heart. The way Blaine spoke of his husband, it seemed already that his heart was breaking apart little by little. Sebastian disliked Kurt so much so that he wasn’t ashamed of practically stealing Blaine away from him.

“Just know that I’m here for you, okay? Always,” he promised. “With roses, a pick-me-up dinner whenever you need it, or if you just need a kiss for good luck on your next big audition.” With that, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his best friend’s lips. He pulled back with a smirky grin, aware that while there were butterflies fluttering in his tummy, he too was doing the exact same to Blaine.

They stood and smiled at each other for a moment before Sebastian announced that he was going to leave. “Anyway, you have your audition to get to and I really just wanted to stop by and wish you luck. I’m just a text or call away if you need me, so don’t hesitate. I’ll come a-runnin’.” He gave Blaine one last hug before saying goodbye, shooting his friend a wink before he walked off.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine’s breath was taken away briefly by the way Sebastian kissed him. Butterflies began swirling around inside of him and the world stopped around them for the moment as he tilted his head up and kissed him back softly, placing his hand on Sebastian’s chest and gripping his shirt gently. A slight chuckle left his lips whenever they parted and he bit his lip, looking down to hide his bashful grin. “You are such trouble.” He let go of the taller’s shirt, patting his chest to smooth it out as he smiled at the other fondly. “I will call you tonight, okay?” He promised his best friend when he announced his departure, knowing that regardless of how the night went, he would need to talk to him afterwards. He watched Sebastian walk off before checking the time and taking a deep breath. Seeing his best friend was exactly what he needed to pick him up before his audition.

He left the audition that day feeling very confident in how it went, he felt good about how he did and he felt that he had Sebastian to thank for that. On his walk home his mind wandered away from Sebastian and more towards Kurt and their upcoming Valentine’s date. He was not looking forward to it really, he was forcing himself to go out of guilt. He felt guilty that he’d given up on their relationship and that he’d kissed Sebastian so many times, even if he and Kurt weren’t exactly compatible, he didn’t deserve to be cheated on. His thoughts were interrupted when he got a text from Kurt, telling him that they needed to push their date back half an hour. The words pulled Blaine’s mood down slightly and he sighed a little frustratedly, sending Kurt a message back, agreeing to the time change. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s not a big deal.” Blaine gave himself a small pep talk before deciding he wasn’t going to go home first- the thought of going to Sebastian’s for a bit crossed his mind for a split second but he thought that might not be the best idea. After a few moments of walking, he decided to just get coffee and that’s when his phone rang. Sam had other plans for him, letting him know of an unusual disturbance uptown.

Unfortunately Sam didn’t seem to have any more information than the fact that this was someone they hadn’t seen before and he was extremely fast. Blaine quickly disappeared off into the shadows, thankful the sun was already going down. It wasn’t that Nightbird wouldn’t go out during the day, he was just at his best during the night. He moved his way up to the top of the building, coming out of the shadows as Nightbird, effortlessly gliding from building to building. Sure, he wasn’t the fastest man alive but his speed was impressive, taking him no time to get all the way across town. Blaine didn’t know what to expect to find when he showed him to the address Sam had given him, but luckily - being a superhero - he was prepared for practically anything.

Neither he or Sam knew if this new person was some new villain they needed to add to their list to look out for, or if they were a new hero they could add to their list of allies. Either way, he was intrigued.

Sebastian Smythe:

After the two parted ways, Sebastian found himself with quite a lot of time on his hands until Blaine’s big date. It only took him seconds until he was back and home and he plopped himself on his couch, feeling very bored. Time seemed to crawl by much more slowly now that he’d acquired super speed. He decided to fill up his free time with some chores by tidying his home, organizing his library in alphabetical order by author, and then rearranging his furniture to his liking. When he finished he realized only a few moments had passed and he still had to wait next to same amount of time for Blaine go on his date.

Realizing that he looked absolutely pathetic by just waiting at home twiddling his thumbs for a guy to call him up, he decided to have some fun. An idea popped into his head and he left with his camera bag, making sure that his new special ring was on his finger. The ring, which was gold in color, was stylized with a lightning bolt. It was Sebastian’s way to stow away his costume within it. Both his costume and the ring were bestowed onto him by Professor Garrick shortly after the discovery of his powers. As he sped through the busy streets of New York, everything and everyone around him appearing to move in slow motion, he activated his ring and changed into his scarlet red costume.

Sebastian was aware that there was a little soiree going on tonight at the Metropolitan Museum of Art rooftop and it was the perfect location to lure out the so-called “Nocturnal Avenger”. Now Sebastian wasn’t about causing anyone pain but a little controlled chaos was always fun. He ran up the side of the building and when he arrived right in the middle of the party, he garnered a few gasps of surprise from the crowd. Sebastian had a way of disguising his voice by vibrating his vocal cords with his speed abilities. “Attention Met guests!” He shouted out to get everyone’s attention, “I hope you don’t mind if I crash your party with a few friends!” Just as quickly as he arrived on the scene, he dashed away. People were only just talking amongst themselves before Sebastian returned, zipping around and dropping off live penguins, flamingos, and peacocks scattered around the entire rooftop. Being relocated from the nearby zoos so suddenly caused the birds to panic, flapping their wings and running about. It’s then that people began to scream and run away, looking for the nearest exit to get the hell out of there.

“C’mon, I’m just having a little fun! Where’s your sense of adventure?!” Sebastian asked, laughing at all the panicked guests. It’s then that he moved with his super speed, setting up a camera on a tripod from a distance. Tonight was the night he was going to catch Nightbird on film. While he waited for Blaine to show up, he fixed himself a drink at the bar and took a seat in the middle of the rooftop so he was able to detect the masked man from whatever direction he arrived.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine recognized the address that Sam had given him as the Metropolitan Museum of Art and he took the shortest route he knew off the top of his head to get there, keeping an eye out below to see if he could catch any sight of a sign of who he might be dealing with. He noted people scurrying from the building’s rooftop, not necessarily scared for their lives but definitely frightened in some way. It gave him a red flag, thinking he might be dealing with a bad guy. But he wouldn’t jump to too many conclusions yet.

His eyebrow quirked with confusion when he closed in on the building, noticing a lot of different types of birds. That was definitely something new that he had never seen before. He landed on the corner of the building, hearing the gasps from people below, cheering because Nightbird had made his grant entrance. Never gets old. He smiled a little smugly to himself before taking a breath. Okay. Birds- how to handle this. Blaine had ideas going through his mind at the speed of light regarding how he would handle getting all of the birds off of the roof safely and back to where they belong- but first thing’s first. Who did this? He glanced around the roof until his eyes landed on the figure standing on the other side, clothed in red, with a look as if he were vibrating. He thought it a bit odd, but he took the step forward anyway, lowering his voice to Nightbird level.

“Birds?” He asked, shaking his head a little, holding his arms up in question. “Now I’ve been doing this for a while and I’ve seen a lot of stuff- but this,” He gives a light chuckle, taking in the sight of the figure, eyeing him up and down carefully, assessing his threat level and not really getting much yet. “This is definitely new.” He looks down to scoot along one of the flamingos that was honking by his feet. He left up his defense just in case the person turned out to have ill intentions, not wanting to let his guard down until he knew for sure there was no danger.

“Who are you, anyway?” He asked as he came to a stop mid-roof, waiting for the other to speak and make a move.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian finally had what he wanted. Just as Nightbird had arrived, he managed to snap a few pictures so that regardless of what happened next, he had what he came here for. Everything else now was just icing on the cake. Standing opposite of the man before him, wearing his stupid black and blue uniform with stylized cape, Sebastian sauntered over and laughed. “Who am I?” He repeated Nightbird’s question and chuckled. His voice came out almost distorted as he continued to vibrate both his face and vocal chords as he spoke, “Don’t you recognize me? I’m the Batman.” Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest and laughed.

“See, I just had to meet you. So I set all of this up.” He gestured to a lone penguin who was standing next to him. “I’m sorry, was this not the correct bird call?” Sebastian couldn’t identify any discerning qualities about the man in front of him; the mask and the costume were a pretty good disguise. Maybe after looking at the photos he took, Sebastian could get to the bottom of the man’s identity. “I hope you like my little gift; I’m a pretty big fan of yours, y’know.” He remarked as he took a few steps closer. It seemed the man before him was ready to jump into action should Sebastian make any sudden moves. Using his super speed, Sebastian rushed over and detached the man’s cape from his costume, wrapping it around himself. He made sure to maintain an ample distance in case Nightbird decided to attack. “Nice cape. What is this-- a synthetic tri-polymer fabric?” He noted the logo on the cape before eyeing the film built into the outside of the cape. “What is this? Some type of modified polyethylene film for reflecting light? Or maybe even absorbing light?” It was clear now that Sebastian’s up close to him that Nightbird was the real deal. He wouldn’t be surprised if his armor was made out of military-grade kevlar.

“How do I look?” He joked with the cape now draped around him, “Maybe I should run over to city hall right now and announce your new official name is Bird Boy!” For some reason Sebastian received a lot of joy from pushing this guy’s buttons.

Blaine Anderson:

When the other made the joke about his shenanigans being the right bird call, Blaine laughed softly, appreciating the humor no matter how ridiculous it was. “Bird call, that’s a good one.” He snorted, shaking his head as crossed his arms. “Alright, you wanted to meet me so you took all of the birds from Central Park and put them here.” He chuckled softly. “I really don’t mean to be rude, but I really don’t have time for fake bird calls such as this.” He motioned towards the chaos of birds squawking and honking all around him.

Blaine gasped slightly when the man in red flashed around him and suddenly was wearing his cape, his guard shaken at how vulnerable he could be to this potential bad guy. “Hey!” He narrowed his eyes, watching the other carefully now, fully on his guard. “Give that back.” His voice is low, stern and his hands ball up into tight fists. He appreciated the humor of the bird call and was flattered that someone would go through so much just to meet him but taking his cape was going too far. He needed his cape- it helped his flight abilities to be more precise and it helped shield his sensitive eyes from whatever possible light his enemies would throw at him. “Maybe,” was his reply when the other asked him about the make of his cape. “What’s it to you?” Blaine really couldn’t remember what all his cape was made from, he remembered Santana rattling off a lot of big words really fast when she handed it over to him, but all Blaine really knew is that it was tough and it was something that saved his ass many times when battling with Doctor Light thanks to that special polyethylene film.

When the man joked about his name, he thought it funny. Huh. Bird Boy. Sebastian calls me that. He shook his head out of his thoughts and held out his hand. “It’s Nightbird. That blue totally clashes with your red. So you look ridiculous.” His tone was slightly uninterested as he raised his eyebrows. “Hand it over.” Whether the new person is a bad guy or good guy he still couldn’t sense yet, but he knew regardless of which, he was going to be a big pain.

“Where’d you come from and who are you really?” He asked again, hoping to get more information on this mysterious red fellow so himself, Santana, and Sam could do some research and find out for themselves if this guy was here for good or evil.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian was pleased with himself when he’s rewarded with a chuckle from the superhero, though he doesn’t appreciate the sudden change in tone once the cape’s been stolen. “Um, excuse you but I didn’t just get these from Central Park; I also ran all the way across town and got these penguins at the Bronx Zoo. It took me a whole minute to get them rounded up. I went through all that trouble. Just for you.” Having lost interest in the cape, Sebastian let it fall to the ground and zipped past Nightbird, scaring few of the birds in the process. Their wings made flapping sounds as they perched further away from the two and Sebastian was suddenly struck with an idea. Sebastian laughed heartily and the frown on Nightbird’s face told him maybe he should at least answer one of the man’s questions. “I’m new in town; just got my powers a little while ago and I fucking love it-- haven’t thought of a kickass name yet, though. I made this suit and decided instead of being a superhero like you and those other guys, I’d have some fun with it. So here I am, here to cause a little trouble for do-gooders like you.”

Sebastian started to wind his arms up, pointing in the direction of Nightbird. Doing so with his super-speed began to create a vortex-- a strong gust of wind that was enough for Nightbird to put his guard up. The flamingos and peacocks dispersed and flew in all different directions, their honking getting quieter as they got further away. Once the birds had all flown away save for the flightless penguins, Sebastian thought it funny that the hero was now tasked with tracking down a bunch of birds. “Whoops!” He exclaimed with heavy sarcasm. With Nightbird now seemingly extremely exasperated by his shenanigans, Sebastian gave the man a shrug and laughed again. This was all just so entertaining for him. “Listen-- I like you. Well, let me reiterate: I like messing with you. So you better get used to seeing me around the city. Ciao.”

With that, Sebastian dashed off, unconcerned with what Nightbird would do next and certain there was no possible way the flying hero would be able to track him down.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine rolled his eyes when the other corrected him about where he got the birds from, though listening very carefully at how long it took him to do so. He thought it was very interesting that it took him just took him one minute to gather all of the birds and get them here not only from the Central Park Zoo but from the Bronx Zoo as well. He’d be lying if he said he wasn't slightly amused by the man’s antics but in reality this was a huge waste of his time on a day that he didn’t really need to be wasting time. When the other dropped his cape he moved swiftly to grab it, re-attaching it effortlessly. “Oh, good.” Blaine replied with sarcasm when he’s informed that this new guy is only here to irritate him and others trying to clean up the city. “I was worried you would actually be here for, y’know, good.” He was relieved, however, that he didn’t have evil intentions.

“Listen,” He began before the taller started waving his arms, causing a windy vortex around them, startling the birds and ruffling their feathers. “Wait, what are you doing?” He looked around at the birds as they began to freak out, some of them even fleeing the building’s rooftop and flying off. “You’re scaring them away!” Blaine let out a groan when he realized all of the birds that were capable of flying were gone, officially to the point of exasperation with this guy and his obnoxious behavior.

He narrowed his eyes as the man laughed. “I’m so glad you’re so entertained.” His voice dripped with annoyance as he shook his head, raising his eyebrows. “Hey! You have to-” Blaine hollered after the other as he left in a red flash. “...put them back.” There was no one left to hear those last words. His shoulders slumped as he looked down at the penguins, sighing heavily as one of them looked back up at him. He felt bad because the poor thing looked terrified. “C’mon little guy.” He scooped him, and however many he could fit comfortably up in his arms before flying off to return them.

It took him a few good hours to find all - at least almost all - of the birds and return them back to their homes. By the time he was finished, it was already past time to meet Kurt for their date. It was this moment that he wished he was the one who had the super speed and not the slightly faster than normal speed. He used his flight to get to the location quicker than he could have on foot, changing into his date clothes on the rooftop before he made his entrance. He wasn’t greeted with happiness, though. Kurt was peeved at him for being late. Fifteen minutes late. After Kurt had already pushed their date back half an hour.

Their tensions explode and they end up fighting right there at the dinner table.

“Kurt, I was only fifteen minutes late. You already pushed the time back. I’m here, can we just try, please?” He begged but Kurt was having none of it, he blamed Blaine for being the one who hadn’t been trying. He told Blaine that it was his fault they were drowning, it was his fault that their relationship died.

“I’ve been the one trying to get jobs, I’ve been the one trying to communicate with you but all you do is shut me out. How have you been trying? Why haven’t you found a job?” Blaine was fed up as well, finally calling out Kurt on things he should’ve owned up to. The shorter goes on to tell Kurt finally about the callback he hadn’t gotten and about the audition he had that afternoon and Kurt rolls his eyes, telling him he should give it up already because there is no money in auditioning. He needs a real job first. That caused Blaine to ask him again what exactly Kurt had been doing if he hadn’t found a job. He had no idea what Kurt did during the day, he assumed he would’ve been out like him, trying. But no- that’s when Kurt told him that he’d been seeing someone else. He’d been sleeping with someone else, even. That’s what he had been doing while Blaine was out trying to find a job - even before Sebastian came into the picture.

Blaine didn’t hear anything Kurt said after that, he noticed Kurt’s facial expression changed from mad to horrified. He hadn’t meant for Blaine to find out. He definitely didn’t mean to tell him on their Valentine’s date. It’s like Kurt’s whole mood shifted and suddenly he was so sorry and he just wanted him and Blaine to be happy again but Blaine didn’t hear any of it. The world around him slowed down and everything went quiet. Without saying another word, Blaine got up from the table and left. He walked out of the restaurant in a rush and as he walked the streets of New York he just got angrier and more sad, tears streaming down his face without his consent. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. He’d been trying all of that time to make their relationship work and Kurt had given up long before Blaine had begun to. And to think he had felt guilty for kissing Sebastian- Kurt had sex with someone else. The thought made him want to vomit in the streets. He felt ashamed of himself for letting this happen- he felt ashamed that Sebastian had been right all of those years ago and he wasted so much time on Kurt when he and Sebastian could’ve been living happily ever after.

He flew around as Nightbird for a bit, taking his aggression out on a few muggers in the area, dropping them off at the police station. After an hour of that, he wasn’t feeling any better so he decided to give it up and go to the place he knew he would at least feel a little better. He flew straight to Sebastian’s place, changing himself in the shadows before reaching the door and knocking on it. When Sebastian answered the door he didn’t even give him a chance to speak before taking his face in his hands and pulling himself in to kiss Sebastian hard and passionate on the lips, needing him close. Needing the affection and comfort.

Sebastian Smythe:

After Sebastian left Nightbird to deal with the flock of birds, he went home and decided to start cooking dinner. In the event that Blaine’s date ended up going horribly awry, he wanted at least a delicious home-cooked meal for him to enjoy. If Kurt ended up turning their relationship around for the better then at least Sebastian had a delicious home-cooked meal in which to engorge himself. Sebastian had the ability to move at the speed of light but unfortunately he couldn’t make his oven do the same; while the food cooked he was capable of multitasking and got all-new decorations and dishware for his kitchen counter. His kitchen was small but that didn’t mean he couldn’t make it look nice for Valentine’s Day. The icing on the cake was a box of chocolates coupled with a single rose in a small vase. Sebastian knew that if and when Blaine decided to stop by, he would swoon over the lengths he went through. Sebastian wanted to see Kurt top what he’d put together.

With everything in order and dinner simmering to keep warm, Sebastian looked at the time. Blaine had told him what time the dinner was supposed to be and figuring in the possibility of an argument, he wondered if Blaine was almost finished with his date. If his friend didn’t decide to stop by, he knew to at least expect a call. Blaine was definitely not the type to blow him off even if everything between he and Kurt ended up patched up. He sampled some icing off of the small 8” cake he’d baked when there’s knock at the door. With Sebastian’s ears perking up at the sound, he answered the door already knowing who it is. “Hey th--” His greeting got cut off by Blaine, who’d all but tackled him into the apartment, hands on his face with their lips locked into an intense kiss. Though he was taken aback and surprised for a moment, Sebastian wrapped his arms around the smaller man’s waist, pulling him in closer.

He shut the door behind Blaine, the two shuffling into the living room as they continued their heated exchange. Sebastian could sense the urgency and desperation behind Blaine’s kiss and for a moment he wondered if his friend has been drinking. Something was clearly very wrong as this behavior was very unlike Blaine. “H-Hey,” the man managed to mumble out between kisses. When they finally break for a breath, Sebastian pulled away enough to look Blaine in the face. His smile immediately dropped when he saw the other’s red-rimmed eyes. “What… What happened?” He asked, his hands placed firmly on the smaller’s shoulders. He could feel Blaine shaking, possibly on the verge of tears or maybe even just out of anger. “What did he do to you, Blaine?”

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine only kissed Sebastian harder when he felt the taller respond, following him wherever he led, wrapping his arms around his neck to pull him even closer. He was happy that instead of pushing him away and asking what was up, Sebastian kissed him back and held him close. It was what he needed in that moment. When they finally broke and Sebastian asked him what happened, Blaine sniffled, sitting back on the couch and placing the heels of his hands in his eyes as he was too ashamed to tell the taller “Seb,” He groaned, shaking his head. “He’s been having sex with someone else...for almost a year.” Saying it out loud caused him to suck in a shaky breath, the reality of it hitting him. All of the time and effort he had put in over the past months had gone completely unnoticed because Kurt’s focus was on some other guy. “I’ve been doing every thing that I can to get work and to keep our marriage afloat and he has been spending all of that time screwing some other guy.” His voice was strained and frustrated and he rubbed his face, standing up from the couch.

“I can’t believe this.” He sniffled, shaking his head and wiping his face. “He told me that he’s been seeing someone else and been sleeping with them and then all of a sudden he is so sorry and he wants us to work. Well, that ship has officially sailed.” He crossed his arms, a deep wrinkle set in his forehead and he looked at Sebastian. “I told him the callback I had that time fell through and that I went to an audition today and he told me to give up and get a real job. Like, what has he done to contribute? Nothing. I thought this whole time that he’s been trying to get a job but nope. Nope, he’s been with whoever this guy is. I’ve been working my ass off to get work to pay for our stuff just for my husband to talk down to me and tell me to give up on my dreams-- essentially telling me I’m not talented enough for this field of work and then essentially letting me know that I’m not good enough for him.” He was so upset that he was rambling now, getting more and more upset with every sentence, hot tears falling down his face, tears mixed with hurt and anger. “I’ve never been good enough for him. I left Dalton for him- I left my friends to be with him and his friends and then he left me there. And then I left everything for him yet again to come out here just to be fucking fool again.”

Blaine didn’t realize until this moment that he was practically wearing a track in Sebastian’s floor with his pacing as he shook with emotions, his hands trembling. He stopped pacing for a moment to take a deep breath, looking at Sebastian. Broken and pitiful. “I’m sorry.” He whined, feeling guilty for having his breakdown in front of his best friend while knowing how Sebastian must’ve be feeling right. “I know, I should be happy. This makes things easier for us. But I just- I didn’t expect to feel….like something is wrong with me.” His voice was a little softer. “I mean, what if I end up not being good enough for you either? What if I’m actually not good enough for this career I’ve worked so hard to get to. What if my whole life I have just been set up to fail?”

The shorter closed his eyes to take another deep breath, letting it out shakily before opening them again. “Can I please stay here?” He couldn’t stomach the thought of going back to his and Kurt’s apartment, he honestly didn’t care if he ever set foot inside of that place again. He was so done with Kurt and their life together. As far as he was concerned, it was over.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian sat quietly, watching and listening as Blaine went off on what happened tonight. He thought it best to let the other man finish than to interrupt. When he heard that Kurt had been sneaking around and sleeping with someone else, it made Sebastian’s blood boil. Though he had always thought it, he never thought anything louder and angrier than in that moment: Kurt did not deserve Blaine. He thought of the lengths Blaine had gone through, trying his best to be a doting and faithful husband and his efforts were essentially for nothing. When the shorter man started to cry, Sebastian slowly stood up and approached him, reaching his hand out to grab him. He wanted to be Blaine’s anchor.

“Blaine, there’s nothing wrong with you. Kurt’s an asshole and you don’t need him in your life.” He spoke with certainty as he looked his friend straight in the eyes. “You gave him your everything and he basically threw it all back in your face like nothing matters-- like you don’t matter. But, Blaine, you fucking matter.” Sebastian brought his friend into a tight hug. “You’re the person that matters the most to me. You’re the whole reason why I’m here doing this and-- I mean, you’re so fucking good enough. More than just ‘good enough’.” Sebastian kissed Blaine again, this time softer and careful. His hand reached up to cup the man’s face, wiping away the hot tears that fell from Blaine’s eyes with his thumb. When he pulled away from the kiss this time, he lingered close and rested his forehead against the other’s. “And of course you can stay here… I offered my place to you the first time you were here and I meant it then just as much as I mean it now. You’re always welcome here and I’ll be damned if you ever go back to that piece of shit.”

Sebastian sighed and shook his head with a slight smile on his face. “Well, this is kind of unprecedented… I had something else entirely planned for you.” The kitchen was still decorated and a delicious dinner awaited the two of them but Sebastian figured that food might not be what Blaine wanted. “Do you want to just, like, sit and talk? I made food but it’s whatever at this point--” He made a move for the kitchen to turn everything off. Maybe they could warm it up for later but Sebastian felt right now they needed alcohol more than anything.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine whined softly as Sebastian kissed him, letting his eyes close slowly and kissing him back. He could feel that the taller cared for him. He loved that he could always count on Sebastian to make him feel special and loved and wanted. Even at his lowest of lows, he could count on the other to pick him up. He listened to the words Sebastian said to him but he didn’t believe him-- he wanted to believe him because those words of reassurance, words of love, made Blaine feel so good. But he couldn’t when he felt so awful.

He was extremely thankful to Sebastian for reaffirming that Blaine could stay with him. He needed to be away from Kurt and their home for a while. If not forever. And he needed to be with Sebastian.

Blaine raised his eyebrows when Sebastian told him he had plans for them that evening. “What? What did you have planned?” He asked as he turned to follow Sebastian towards the kitchen, laying his eyes on the set up the other had for then. “Oh,” he spoke softly as he looked around the room, feeling incredibly guilty. “Sebastian you did all of this for me?” Blaine shook his head, pouting softly while a soft whine fell from his lips, looking around the room at the romantic setting. “And here I've been crying about Kurt and I totally left you here waiting for me. You went through so much trouble, I feel so bad.” He took Sebastian's hand to pull him close, looking up into his eyes and taking both of his hands in his own. “You are the greatest, you know that? Thank you for doing this. It means more than you'll ever know.” He leaned their foreheads together and taking a deep breath, Sebastian's actions that night had made a warmth curl up inside of Blaine's tummy despite the sadness he’d faced that night.

“C’mon,” he said, pulling Sebastian towards the table he had set up. “I want to do whatever you had planned. It will be much better than crying on your couch.”

Sebastian Smythe:

“No, hey, don't feel bad,” Sebastian told his friend, waving his little romantic dinner off. “I promise I barely spent any time or effort on all of this; I just kind of whipped it up. I know you've been waiting to hear about callbacks plus you had a big audition today so I figured this could be a dual celebratory-slash-Valentine's dinner.” He moved to pop the bottle of champagne that had been sitting in an ice bucket. “Y’know, any excuse to impress you with my cooking. Also any excuse to make boulangère potatoes.” After having poured two glasses of champagne for he and Blaine to toast over, he looked over the place settings and food. “We don't have to eat if you're not hungry-- I don't know if you ended up eating already or what but we could also just pig out on cake and champagne.” He clicked glasses with Blaine and smiled, “To my new roommate. I'm very honored to have you here.” Sebastian made a mental note to make a copy of his key tomorrow.

Although Blaine had insisted on going through with dinner anyway, Sebastian was smarter than that and definitely knew better. Blaine was too sad to eat and had a lot on his mind; Sebastian insisted that they just sample all the things and instead of eating dinner at the table. They snacked while relaxing on the couch, with the champagne to wash everything down. They had the TV droning on in the background as they spent the evening talking to each other instead. Now that Blaine was going to be living with him, Sebastian announced the night was to be about celebrating that and less focused on Blaine’s break-up. “You don't need to waste anymore time or feelings on that guy,” Sebastian spoke with his mouth full of cake, “He's not worth it.” Instead Sebastian and Blaine talked about other things. When Sebastian learned Blaine had unfortunately tanked his last callback, Sebastian just waved it off-- “So that one wasn't meant to be; you'll get them next time. I believe in you, Blaine. And who else knows you better than your biggest fan?”

Maybe all Blaine needed was an environment where he felt safe and wanted-- loved-- and he would kill all his auditions and get everything he deserved. That was all Sebastian wanted for Blaine.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine rolled his eyes at the mention of his callback, with the exception of his outburst moments before, he hadn’t told Sebastian about him failing yet again. He was embarrassed at how many times he’d auditioned and failed. “Well, there isn’t much to celebrate.” He happily took the glass of champagne, smiling gratefully at Sebastian. “I would love to pig out on cake and drink alcohol with you, Seb.” He agreed as their glasses clinked together. “To the best best friend a guy could ask for.” He took a generous drink of the champagne before nodding for a refill. “I really can’t thank you enough for this.”

Blaine raved about Sebastian’s food as they sampled all of the things he had made for them that night, rolling his eyes and groaning in food-pleasure. Sebastian was incredible in the kitchen and he commented that if nothing else, Seb had a career to fall back on as a chef. As they shoved cake in their faces, Blaine finally told Sebastian about his failed callback and his insides warmed when the taller was supportive rather than scolding. He scooted closer to Sebastian on the couch as they spoke, shaking his head in disbelief. It was in these moments that he felt like the biggest idiot for ever letting that man slip through his fingers. “I really don’t know what I did to deserve you. But I am so glad that that you are here.” He took a drink of his champagne before continuing. “I feel really good about the audition today, you being there before it really lifted my spirits. And who knows,” he shrugged. “Maybe you’re my good luck charm.” Blaine wikned at the taller.

Blaine felt really good in that moment, with his tummy full of cake and delicious food, the alcohol buzzing through his bloodstream, and his heart all a flutter because of Sebastian. He just looked at Sebastian for a long moment, appreciating him before leaning forward to kiss his cheek. When greeted with a grateful but puzzled look he shrugged. “I just really appreciate you.”

His ears perked up when he heard his name on the TV, turning his attention to the screen. It was a more lighthearted segment on the news and they were talking about the shenanigans he had to deal with today. Just another irritation on top of his awful night. Maybe one day he would appreciate the humor more when it came to the man in red just screwing with him - he’d be lying if the guy’s ‘bird call’ line wasn’t funny - but for now he felt it a big waste of time and a nuisance. He shook his head, rolling his eyes. “Did you hear about that? We have a new super-anti-hero-guy running around the streets now.” He commented casually as if he’d heard the news before he came over. “He was tormenting Nightbird today apparently.”

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian liked thinking of himself as Blaine’s good luck charm. Maybe there was some way he could tip the scales in Blaine’s favor and make it so he would be seen as most favorable for whatever it was the man auditioned for. Maybe something for his alter-ego to do while Blaine was away. “Tell you what, killer-- how about from now on, I’ll accompany you to as many of your auditions as possible. We want you to have the best chance at getting a role, right?” He nudged his friend playfully.

When the television caught Blaine’s attention, Sebastian turned up the volume so the both of them could hear the news report better. Someone on the ground had apparently caught a shot of Nightbird flying off the roof of the museum. How pathetic. “Blaine, I have to show you something.” Sebastian set everything down and hurried to his room at normal human speed. When he returned, he had a two 8x10 photos that he had printed out on his photo printer. “Blaine, I was there. It was so awesome!” Sebastian showed his friend the two photos of Nightbird, mostly in focus with ample lighting. It wasn’t an amazing photo of the masked man but it was the best anyone was able to take yet. “I was at the museum shooting photos for this party and then this guy-- this speedster-- showed up all of a sudden and he brought a lot of birds. Like he was trying to get Nightbird out of hiding and it worked. Check it out!” Sebastian was incredibly excited to show Blaine the photos he’d taken; with these photos he could sell them for a lot of money and possibly even get his foot in the door with a great newspaper company. “Maybe I can sell them to The Times or something…”

He was surprised Blaine had heard about what happened between Nightbird and the speedster, under the impression that the man had gone straight from dinner with Kurt to his place. He supposed news about superheroes and villains travelled fast throughout the city… Though he didn’t actually consider himself a villain. “I, uh, couldn’t get a picture of the other guy. He was too fast for me.”

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine raised his eyebrows when Sebastian got excited after he mentioned Nightbird, wondering what he could possible have to show him. He couldn’t help but grin at the taller when he came back, his smile and excitement were infectious. His heart jumped up into his throat when Sebastian showed him the photos of Nightbird. “Oh wow!” He gave a believable, excited act as he took the pictures from Sebastian to see them closer, internally freaking out that he may have caught onto who Nightbird really was. Sebastian was a phenomenal photographer so he wouldn’t have been surprised. Fortunately for Blaine, the pictures were just out of focus enough for his identity not to be revealed but good enough that he knew this was a big deal for Sebastian. He was also slightly concerned that if Sebastian had been hiding out there and listening to the exchange between him and the mystery man, he might’ve recognized his voice.

He had already planned previously to help out Sebastian’s journalist career by getting him some kind of Nightbird exclusive, but he would’ve had time to prepare himself and disguise himself more. He was relieved that Sebastian still had no idea and it was nice to know that the smile on the taller’s face was because of him. “Seb, that’s- that’s so great. I know how badly you’ve wanted these pictures. They are beautiful.” He smiled at the photos, shaking his head. “These are definitely gonna move you up in the business. People are gonna beg you to let them use your photos.” He encouraged Sebastian, happy to see that he is still so passionate about his photos.

Blaine wondered if Sebastian had seen much of the so-called speedster. “So no pictures of the other guy? Did you happen to catch his name or anything? I briefly heard about his event on the way to the restaurant to meet Kurt.” He made up a believable lie, pressing with hope that Sebastian happened to gather more information about this mystery man since he happened to be there when the shenanigans started. “I thought it was interesting that we have a new guy that we haven’t seen before. How did he seem when everything started? Do you think he’s evil or do you think he’s okay?” Blaine caught himself getting a little worked up over this and he cleared his throat. “I mean, y’know, it’s not a big deal. It’s just cool.”

He handed the pictures back to Sebastian, smiling at him. “Here, I don’t want my cake fingers all over your big break.” He crinkled his nose before finishing off his glass of champagne. “So when you make your millions- are we moving over to 5th Avenue?” He teased, looking up at Sebastian with a cheeky grin.

Sebastian Smythe:

Seeing Blaine geek out over Nightbird and the speedster made Sebastian laugh. Even all these years later, Blaine was still a nerd at heart. He wished that Blaine could’ve been there on the roof to witness the two super-powered beings and their snarky rapport with one another. Maybe it was better that he wasn’t so it was easier to hide his identity. Sebastian was new to the whole ‘secret-identity-thing’ so he thought it best to play it coy about the speedster. “I wasn’t able to, no-- the best I got was a blur but that’s all it was so I deleted the photo off my camera. He was being a smartass but the name I heard was, uh, ‘Batman’?” He laughed because he knew and Blaine knew that this speedster wasn’t the Batman at all. “No idea if he’s evil; he and Nightbird almost seem like enemies, though.” Sebastian knew full and well that he had given everyone-- including Nightbird-- the impression that the speedster was a bad guy who was up to no good.

Sebastian took the photos back and placed them somewhere safe before returning to the couch. After refilling Blaine’s glass of champagne, he thought to himself how he would treat himself with whatever money decided to flow in from his photos. If he kept this up, he could take pictures of Nightbird and the speedster for a continuous flow of cash. Sooner or later, he could live comfortably in a luxury condominium if he wanted. He knew Blaine was only joking but Sebastian had higher expectations for himself as a superpowered metahuman. “Yeah? I promise when we move, it’ll definitely be somewhere better than here.” Sebastian wanted to give Blaine everything he deserved, including a luxury apartment smack-dab in the middle of hoity-toity Manhattan. "Before I come into my millions of dollars, however, I think we should move your stuff into here. I want this to be just as much your place now as it is mines; I'll clear out a space in the closet and my dresser for you."

He knew that eventually he would have to come up with a name for himself. He couldn't be causing trouble through New York City without a name the entire city would remember. He wanted to be well-known like Nightbird but perhaps maybe not in exactly the same sense. Sebastian had no desire to fight crime or rid the city of evil because he didn't see the point. Evil was a constant and relentless force that would not be stopped no matter how much the superheroes like Nightbird and the folk fought back. Sebastian wasn't on the villain's side either; he just wanted to do what was best for him and now, what was best for Blaine. "Maybe they should call him 'Speedy', the Speeding Speedster," Sebastian joked. He knew in order to create a cover for himself he needed to make fun of the new guy as much as he did for Bird Boy.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine internally rolled his eyes when he's reminded of the mystery speedster's tormenting words but he laughed with Sebastian anyway because he was sure that if he hadn't been the one who wasted half of his day looking through the city for birds and flying them back to the Bronx and Central Park, he would've thought the guy's antics were hilarious. "Ah, Batman. That's funny." He listened carefully to any information Sebastian had that he might've missed but unfortunately his best friend knew less than he did. "Well, I guess we'll just have to keep an eye on this guy and see what happens." He smiled at the taller, one of his eyebrows quirking. "And since you are the hot new reporter in town, you'll be the one I come to first for all of my superhero needs." Blaine crinkled his nose.

He couldn't help but smile at Sebastian, the way he spoke of future plans as if it was just so obviously certain that Blaine was going to be there made him feel good. It was nice to feel good after such a horrible night. When the taller suggested they get his things from his and Kurt's place he shook his head. "Uh-uh, no way. I am not going back there." He crossed his arms, situating himself on the couch a little more comfortable. "I don't care what is over there; he can keep it forever. I can't," He groaned, closing his eyes and rubbing his face. "I can't even look at him right now, I'm so angry with him." The thought of being anywhere near Kurt in that moment made his stomach churn, he was too upset. He sighed, thinking for a moment before it set in that he had absolutely nothing there at Sebastian’s.

“We might have to go shopping though.” He said, chuckling softly. “I can’t wear these clothes every day for the rest of my life. And I need things like a toothbrush, etcetera.” Blaine sighed, running his fingers through his hair as he looked up at Sebastian. “I’m sorry for just barging in on your life here.”

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian hummed to himself when Blaine noted that they should be on the lookout for the two superpowered beings. Though he wouldn’t dare tell Blaine, he was determined to track down Nightbird and use him to his advantage. As his new alter ego, he would be able to catch up to the caped crusader and get some really nice close-up photos. “I just wish I could get an interview with the guy…” He mumbled mostly to himself, though loud enough for Blaine to hear. “I want to pick his brain and get to know the guy, y’know?” He hoped that since the two were both gifted with superpowers, perhaps they would be seeing a lot more of each other.

Hearing that Blaine had absolutely no intention of ever stepping foot into Kurt’s apartment again was music to his ears. Maybe one day Sebastian would take it upon himself to go there and retrieve any of Blaine’s possessions so the man could save himself a trip full of arguments and a pathetic ex-boyfriend. Sebastian always bested Kurt when it came to wits and after what had happened tonight there was no way the former was intending to play nice. Blaine’s lack of clothes did impose a bit of a problem, however. Though Sebastian had no problem lending out his own clothes for the man to wear, it was a no-brainer that his clothes were at least a size too big for the shorter man. “A little retail therapy to liven up your mood? Do you still love the mall as much as you did in high school? I remember that one time we went on a winter fashion shopping spree and,” he chuckled at the memory, “you were so happy when you found that obnoxious cardigan…. I think it had tiny lobsters on it or something?” Sebastian could picture a teenaged Blaine in said cardigan, grinning so giddily. “Your fashion sense had always been very cute and unique.”

A suggestive look appeared onto his face when something much more dirty popped into his head. “Or, y’know, you could just go naked and stay here.” He shrugged and pretended as if he was dead serious, “you could stay here at home and just strut around naked-- wearing only a bowtie. I promise I’ll bring you home pizza so you don't starve.

“All joking aside, I promise you're not ‘barging in on me’,” he motioned with air-quotes. “Blaine, I want you here.” He placed his hand on his friend’s leg and leaned in for a gentle kiss. “I'm always going to be your biggest fan; I love you.” Those three words always had weight whenever he said them to Blaine but this time especially so. His words almost felt loaded-- like they might turn right around and bite him in the ass. It was no secret Sebastian had always chased after Blaine but even after all this time, he was still in love with him. Sebastian never expected the other to reciprocate those feelings, knowing he was tied to Kurt. Even now, he knew that even though the two were broken up and Blaine was angry with his husband, there were still feelings there. After all, Blaine wouldn't be so upset or angry or felt so betrayed if he hadn't loved Kurt.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine raised his eyebrows as Sebastian continued on about Nightbird, it was simultaneously making him feel good and a tiny bit jealous. Even if it was silly to be jealous of yourself. A cheeky grin spread across his face and he laughed softly. “I'm sorry, do you have some sort of crush on this Nightbird fella?” The shorter teased. “Do I need to be jealous already?”

Blaine giggled again when the taller brought up his lobster sweater, remembering that day fondly when they spent time together shopping. “I love that sweater! I would love to find another like it. You know, you and Sam were the only ones who didn't hate that sweater.” He shifted on the couch more to face his best friend and he nodded his head. “I would love to go shopping with you. I think it would be fun- I just, uh,” Blaine cast his gaze downwards, feeling a little embarrassed. “I just can't really afford it right now.” He sighed heavily as a wrinkle settled in his forehead. He really should have thought about that before leaving his apartment. “I could ask my parents for money but I've been really trying to avoid doing that- they've already paid my rent three times this year.” His voice is soft and his tone ashamed.

He cracked another smile, however, when Sebastian joked about him being naked, it pulling a laugh out of him. “Oh you would just love that wouldn't you?” Blaine crinkles his nose. “But y’know, nakedness in exchange for pizza sounds like a pretty sweet deal.”

Blaine looked at Sebastian adoringly as he is reassured that he is more than welcome, his heart fluttering when the taller leans in to kiss him. He kisses him back just as gently, letting out a happy sigh when he leaned his head against the couch, still looking at Sebastian with the same look. He bit his bottom lip, letting his teeth drag slowly over it when Sebastian told him he loved him. They've always said it to each other in the way you do your friend even if they both meant it more deep down, they've even said it a few times since they met up again but Blaine felt the difference in this moment and it made him feel as if one of those broken pieces of himself found its place again. “I love you too, Seb.” Blaine took a breath before continuing, reaching over to take the other's hand. “I'm sorry it's taken me so long. I'm sorry I was such an idiot and I treated you so badly.” His voice was soft and genuine, an undertone of pleading. “I promise if you give me the chance, I won't let you down again.”

He lifted his head from the couch, taking both of Sebastian's hands then, looking into his eyes. “I know that I am going through some stuff right now. But I want you to know that I do want this. I want you. Please, please, don't ever think I don't ever again. I've been lying to myself and to Kurt since the day I met you.” He took another soft breath before sighing. “I want to do this right and I want to make sure you never, ever, feel like a rebound or like my second choice. Just because I made the wrong choice the first time. Okay?” Blaine leaned forward to rest their foreheads together. “I know you. I know how you think. Don't think it, okay?” He took Sebastian's face in his hands gently. “I care about you so much, and I'm going to prove it to you.”

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian didn’t want the other to think he was too interested in Nightbird. Though it was true that before his powers he was mostly fascinated of the masked man, now that he himself had obtained powers, it was less curious and more just to have fun. He could see himself starting a friendly little rivalry with the superhero and if anything ever got too heated or out of control then he could just disappear. Unlike Nightbird, the speedster didn’t put himself under any responsibilities and he had no duties to uphold to the people of New York City.

With a wry laugh, Sebastian looked down from Blaine’s eyes, unable to look him in the face. It wasn’t until the man took his face into his small hands that Sebastian finally locked eyes with the other. He could stare into those golden honey eyes all day even if he didn’t want to-- Blaine’s eyes were almost hypnotizing. “Okay, I believe you.” He replied with his voice quiet. He trusted Blaine with all of his heart but there was an ounce of doubt that had budded from Blaine running to him only when he needed to get away from Kurt. Even now, it almost felt like he was a second choice. As pathetic as that made him feel, he was appreciative that Blaine was finally his. Sebastian only wanted Blaine and he didn’t care that he had to essentially pick up broken pieces of him and hold him together after Kurt shattered his heart. He put those negative feelings away and listened only to Blaine, doing his best to believe in his words. He gave the shorter man a reassuring smile, his heart happy to hear those special three words parroted back to him. He could feel it down to the bones that he meant a lot to Blaine. Sebastian would stop at nothing and work every day at making him mean the most to him. Sebastian had always been fiercely jealous and possessive when it came to anything and Blaine was no exception. It would take time but eventually Kurt would be only an afterthought in Blaine’s mind.

In regards to Blaine’s lack of money, Sebastian had already figured this was the case since he’d been out pounding the pavement and looking for a decent role to provide an income. Fortunately for the man, Sebastian had found himself with lots of money thanks to Nightbird. “We can go on a shopping spree tomorrow; I’ll hit up the Times in the morning and sell those photos. So you can thank Bird Boy for your all-new wardrobe… Sound good?” He nudged his friend to let him know it was alright to spend this money. It wasn’t charity but simply a friend helping out another friend. Sebastian knew that if the roles were reversed, Blaine would have his back.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine chuckled softly to himself when Sebastian said he could thank Nightbird for his new clothing and essentials, thinking it funny. He even thanked himself inside his mind. He didn't argue, though, thinking he could just pay Sebastian back later with another glimpse of Nightbird. Maybe even an exclusive interview.

Blaine knew he was going to have to work extra hard with Sebastian and always make it known that he was there because he wanted to be. He had a lot of years and a lot of things to make up for when it came to Sebastian and their relationship, and he planned on doing his very best to do just that. He had come to the realization while on his Nightbird flight after the disaster that was dinner, that his and Kurt’s relationship was over a year ago. He didn't know what happened, he thought about their relationship when he was flying through the sky and he figured out where they went wrong. They went wrong after the first time they broke up and they forced themselves to get back together and try again. Things were never really right again after that. They pushed through and forced it and all the while Blaine was still pushing through and trying his hardest to make things work while Kurt had just given up and moved on without having the courtesy of letting Blaine in on what was happening. Blaine was definitely hurt. But he was also angry. He felt very frustrated that he had wasted so much time and energy and feelings on Kurt. Despite being hurt over the situation, he mostly felt relieved and free. Like he had just lost a thousand pounds. He knew that being rid of such a toxic relationship was going to be so much better for him in the long run.

He gave Sebastian one last gentle kiss before a yawn escaped him. “A shopping spree sounds wonderful.” He agreed with a soft smile. “We can have a fashion montage like in a movie.” He chuckled before another yawn. It finally settled in that he was tired from a long, trying day.

“Today has been a brutal one,” He gently complained, letting his limbs stretch out over the couch as another yawn escaped him. “So,” he but his lip gently, looking at the taller. “Do you want me to sleep on the couch or?” He asks with a slightly cheeky grin. Blaine already knew the answer to that but he didn't want Sebastian to get the wrong idea.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian wore a satisfied grin when it was settled that they would be going out tomorrow and getting Blaine a whole new wardrobe. He was definitely looking forward to the man modeling a bunch of different outfits for him. After all this time, he was ready to start making memories with Blaine as a couple. “I’ll bring my camera and take photos of you in all your outfits; it’ll be a whole lot of fun. And afterwards when we come home, I can set up my backdrop in the living room to take some professional-style photos. We’ll update your resume with a really hot headshot.”

When Blaine decided to stretch out on the couch, Sebastian hid no shame as he practically ogled him. He licked his lips when the hem of his shirt pulled up slightly with the stretch, exposing the tiny bit of his cute belly. “D-Do you want to sleep on the couch?” He questioned with a laugh. “You’re sleeping with me, silly-- I’ve got a queen bed.” Though he knew Blaine was only joking, even just thinking of having the man sleeping on his couch instead of his bed sent a pang of sadness through him. There was no way he would ever let Blaine sleep by himself again if he could help it. “If you really need all that space to yourself then I’ll graciously give the bed to you and I’ll be the one to sleep on the couch… your highness.” Sebastian mock-bowed, unable to mask his smile from their playful teasing. “C’mon, you can borrow one of my shirts for bed.”

After cleaning up the kitchen and putting away all the leftovers, Sebastian showed Blaine to his-- their-- bedroom. They discussed and settled on which parts of the room they would change and accommodate for Blaine moving in. Although Blaine had said nothing needed to be changed since he hadn’t want to impose, Sebastian insisted that he make Blaine feel at home as possible.

The next day, Sebastian was able to exchange the photos for a nice lump sum. He promised the editor-in-chief at The New York Times that he would bring more photos, conveniently keeping his method for capturing Nightbird a secret. While Sebastian was away, he instructed that Blaine clear out a few of the drawers in his dresser and space in the closet for all the new clothes they would buy. Sebastian even offered to buy an extra dresser to push up against the foot of the bed if they really needed it. Because Sebastian had money, he wanted to buy anything the man wanted that he couldn’t buy for himself.

When they finally made their way to the mall downtown, Sebastian let his friend lead the way to whichever store he wanted. It was obvious that although the years had passed since high school, Blaine Anderson still had a very specific taste in clothing. He watched and commented positively whenever Blaine showed him any clothing he wanted to bring to the fitting room. Sebastian finally sat down in front of the door to one of the fitting rooms, getting his camera ready to take photos. These were mostly for fun so Sebastian didn’t bring any extras for over-the-top photos. “Now, remember to pose, killer.” He winked at Blaine before the man disappeared behind the door to try on his first outfit.

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine chuckled softly when Sebastian informed him that he would definitely be sleeping in his bed with him. "Well, I just wanted to be polite." He said with a smile as he got up from the couch. He laughed again when Sebastian bowed to him and called him 'your highness', crinkling his nose. "No, no, kind sir. I do require cuddling to sleep." Blaine helped Sebastian in the kitchen before he looped his arm through Sebastian's and allowed him to escort him to their room where he stripped down to his boxers, slipping on one of Sebastian's shirts.

As they discussed him moving in and all of the things Sebastian wanted to do to make him feel like he was welcome and home, Blaine felt like he actually belonged there and he slept peacefully that night for the first time in a while.

The next day while Sebastian was out looking for the highest bidder to sell his photos to, Blaine took his time getting ready for their day and going through a few of Sebastian's dresser drawers, moving some things around to make room for his things. Once he had a few empty drawers ready for him to fill with his new clothes later on that night. He took that time to get to know his new home a little, and to be a little nosey. He looked around Sebastian's bedroom, running his fingers along the dresser as he looked at the couple of pictures Sebastian had framed. He smiled to himself and he picked up one of them. It was picture of Sebastian's family, he assumed it was recent judging by how old Sloane was in the photo. It made him happy to see the family even if was just in photo form- he and the Smythe family had always gotten along very well and he always felt so welcome in their home. Just like he did there in Sebastian’s apartment. Thinking about all of the signs-- the bright, flashing neon signs-- that had always pointed to his inevitable fate of being with Sebastian, he felt stupid.

With a soft sigh, he placed this frame down gently and he looked down at the wedding band around his finger. He thought about Kurt and Sebastian both and how they made him feel. They both made him feel very differently. When he was with Kurt he felt suffocated, stifled, and alone and when he was Sebastian it was the complete opposite. Sebastian made him feel warm and loved- Sebastian made him feel seen and like he could be himself. He hadn’t felt that way in years and the previous night had just solidified that it was time for him to officially give up on Kurt and move on. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a breath before slipping the ring off of his finger, shoving it in his back pocket with his phone -which he had silenced because Kurt had not stopped trying to call him and text him - he would figure out what to do with it, and his future ex-husband, later.

He helped himself to one of Sebastian's shirts, one of his tighter ones so it would fit him okay and to some of Sebastian's hair gel to only loosely style his hair so it wasn’t obnoxiously out of place. Blaine was very happy to see Sebastian later that day when they met up and he enjoyed walking through the mall with the taller as they talked, he was happy to hear that Sebastian had gotten a very nice chunk of change for the Nightbird photos. He was honestly surprised at the amount and he could only imagine how much he could get for pictures that were even clearer. Maybe if he kept that up for him he could get Sebastian into a nicer apartment and maybe even help him get that dream job he'd always wanted.

When he spotted one of his favorite stores he gave a little excited gasp and pulled Sebastian in with him. Blaine was good at a lot of things and shopping was one of them. First, he went through all of the clothing racks, picking all of the things that caught his eye, putting together multiple outfits and occasionally asking Sebastian's opinion here and there on articles of clothing. When it came to shopping for clothes Blaine had an eye for it and he never tried on an incomplete outfit- meaning when he liked something he found the shoes and in some cases the bowtie to match before he even tried it on. Once he was satisfied with his choices they headed for the dressing rooms, he giggled softly to himself when Sebastian reminded him to pose and shot him that wink that made him go weak in the knees. He quickly threw on one of the outfits and came strutting out in a pair of navy blue pants with little white anchors sprinkled on them, a royal blue button up with an orange sweater pulled over it, finished off with a blue and white checkered bowtie and some blue suede shoes he strikes a few poses for Sebastian, giggling almost shyly at first. “What do you think?” He asked as he gave a little spin, smiling at the other.

He went on to try the other outfits, all matching and completely loud. One shirt looked like a pack of crayons had melted over his shoulders, one outfit made him look like a taxi cab, and one of the bowties he’d chosen had flamingos on them. Blaine definitely had a very special and unique style and not a lot of people got it, but Sebastian always helped made him feel confident even if his outfits were silly sometimes, and boy did he know they were silly. That’s why he liked them. With every outfit he tried on he came out to show Sebastian and he posed for him, he modeled the clothes with confidence. Blaine gave the other silly poses - like pretending to hail a cab in his taxi outfit, then pretending to actually be a cab - serious, model poses, happy poses, all of them. He even danced around to the music coming from the speakers throughout the store, singing to the songs playing.

Sebastian Smythe:

It was a delight to see Blaine in one of his own shirts; it gave Sebastian the impression that they were an actual couple that shared clothes. Though he knew Blaine needed new clothes of his own, a more selfish part of him wished that the man could just continue borrowing clothes from him.

When Blaine disappeared to try on his first outfit, Sebastian had his camera all set up, ready and waiting to snap the first pictures like the retail store dressing room was a high-stakes fashion runway. Sebastian was thankful for digital cameras as he found himself snapping dozens of photos of Blaine doing all different sorts of poses. It was plain for Sebastian to see that the man still retained his very preppy style of clothing from high school, complete with bow ties, collared button downs, with the twist of unusual patterns. When Blaine did a little twirl and a pose, Sebastian snapped a few photos and gave the man a thumbs-up. “Looking good, killer. Super sexy.” He loved the way Blaine looked so comfortable in his clothes both physically and emotionally. Like every stereotypical gay man, Blaine had his own sense of fashion that made an impression whenever he simply walked down the street. It was very different from Sebastian’s own style but he appreciated it on Blaine.

Halfway through Blaine’s little modeling session, Sebastian thought it a good idea to pull out his phone and begin shooting a little video. Though the photos would do a fine job showcasing Blaine’s sexiness and playful side, Sebastian thought that a video would capture the man’s unbridled joy. He approached Blaine and turned the phone camera around so they were both i in the shot, dancing together. “See this guy? Future famous person, right here,” Sebastian spoke into the camera before ducking out to give Blaine the spotlight in the video.

Every outfit and pose or dance had Sebastian laughing, grinning ear to ear. He was having so much fun with Blaine that time and everyone else around was unknown to them. It was peculiar feeling but Sebastian loved that the other could make him feel that way-- not even his newly found super powers could that for him. By the time they were finished trying on all the outfits Blaine had picked out, Sebastian ordered a retail worker to round it all up and take it to the cashier’s. “We’re taking all of it,” he told Blaine, his tone adamant and certain. “Including the shoes and whatnot, too.” Sebastian was never the type to really look at price tags whenever he bought himself anything-- he had the money to grant him such luxury-- so when the grand total came out to more than what he had made from the Nightbird photos, he pulled out his credit card, unfazed.

“Only the best for my man,” Sebastian declared in a cheeky tone, his hand wrapped around Blaine’s waist while he carried the bags with his free hand. He felt a buzzing vibration coming from Blaine’s pants and realized it was the other man’s phone, probably ringing. “Blaine, your pho--” He pulled it out to hand to the man but stopped in his tracks when he realized what he saw on the screen. Blaine had dozens upon dozens of missed calls and unread messages, all from Kurt. “Oh.” His smiles faltered but he caught himself from frowning, reluctantly surrendering the phone to its rightful owner. “Are you… Are you going to call him back?” Just as he’d asked, the phone buzzed again with another phone call from Kurt. “Maybe you ought to answer it.”

Suddenly in the moment the reality of everything came crashing down on top of Sebastian. He wasn’t really Blaine’s boyfriend-- not yet, anyway. The man was still married to Kurt and it was very clear that Kurt had no intentions of letting go of Blaine without a good fight. Sebastian motioned away, gesturing that he would go sit and wait closeby with the newly acquired clothes while Blaine spoke on the phone. It was a conversation he wasn’t sure he wanted to hear but he still wanted to be nearby in case it got ugly. Maybe if Blaine was distracted, he could dash over to Kurt’s apartment as the speedster and steal his phone. At least then Kurt would leave Blaine alone for a little while.

Blaine Anderson:

When Blaine noticed that Sebastian was filming him, he giggled to himself and he began to show off a bit more for the camera, even pulling out some old Warbler moves for the taller when Sebastian took a step back to give him the spotlight. After a moment or two he even pulled him back to join him for a few steps. He was having so much fun shopping and dancing with Sebastian that he’d almost completely forgotten about the things he was dealing with behind the scenes with Kurt. He loved how Sebastian could just take him away and make it seem like they were the only two people in the entire world and nothing else mattered. It was exactly what Blaine had needed after how trying the day before had been. He danced with the taller and laughed with him, taking his phone at one point and snapping a few pictures of the both of them while they fooled around. He felt good when he tried on the clothes and Sebastian complimented him, he loved the way that Sebastian made him feel. He definitely did a nice job of making Blaine’s confidence level rise.

When they were finally done shopping and Sebastian told the retail worker to wrap up all of the outfits he had put together -including some lounging and sleepwear - Blaine felt spoiled. He stood there next to the taller as they waited to pay, slipping his arm around Sebastian’s and looking up at him with a smile. “Thank you for this, Seb.” He said, leaning his head on his shoulder and letting out a happy sigh. “I really appreciate this.”

Butterflies fluttered up around his tummy when Sebastian’s arm snaked around his waist and the words ‘my man’ rolled off his tongue effortlessly- he liked the way that sounded. Blaine liked the thought of being Sebastian’s man. “Your man, huh?” He asked with a slight grin and a quirk of his eyebrow. “I like the way that sounds.” His smile fell when he saw the look on Sebastian’s face change to one of disappointment when he pulled Blaine’s phone out of his pocket. “What’s-” Blaine began to speak but before he could finish he noticed why. Kurt had been blowing up his phone all morning and it looked as if he hadn’t stopped well into the afternoon. Blaine rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh as he took his phone from Sebastian. “I’m sorry.” He said, a deep wrinkle setting in his forehead. Frowned when the other walked away from him, taking half of a step towards him automatically before stopping and looking down at his phone. Blaine was so mad at Kurt already and it only made him even more so that he had to go and spoil the afternoon he was having with Sebastian.

Blaine glanced up at Sebastian before looking at his phone again, huffing and shaking his head. He tapped the button to reject the call as he went after Sebastian, turning his phone completely off, refusing to succumb to whatever drama Kurt was trying to bring him into. “Hey-” His voice was soft when he reached Sebastian, placing his hand on his arm to turn the taller to face him. “No, I’m...I’m not going to talk to him. You and I are spending the day together. His drama can wait.” Blaine said with a confident nod, shoving his phone into his pocket. “I don’t care to hear whatever he has to say.” And it was true- he really didn’t. He didn’t want to talk about what they were going through or whoever Kurt was seeing or what they were going to do. Blaine wanted to ignore it and have at least one day without all of that negative energy.

Blaine took a soft breath as he slipped his arm around Sebastian’s, leaning up to kiss his cheek before giving him a reassuring smile.“C’mon, let’s go get food or something. I’m starving after all of that dancing.” He knew he had to deal with Kurt sooner or later but it wasn’t going to be that soon.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian had taken a step away to allow Blaine privacy but it’d only been a moment when he felt the warm touch of Blaine’s hand against his arm. Turning around immediately to give the man his full attention, the response garnered a genuine and reassured smile from Sebastian. For once, it felt like he was being put in front of Kurt-- that he was now the priority of Blaine’s life. He hoped that this feeling would soon become regular. His smile only widened when Blaine looped his arm with his, the kiss leaving the feeling of electricity running down his back.

“You know, I’m really thankful for you,” Sebastian mentioned as they made their way to the food court. “I know these clothes feel like a huge gesture and you’ll feel indebted to me or whatever but, really-- You don’t have to feel that. You do more for me than you know.” There was a moment between them where Sebastian could feel he’d filled the air with something more meaningful and sincere than their usual playfulness. It was different from their usual quirkiness or silly moments they shared together. The feeling caused Sebastian to chuckle breathily to himself and shake his head, needing to physically shake himself from the moment. “Any-anyway, I just wanted you to know. I’m having a great time with you.”

The two eventually arrived at the food court and Sebastian engorged himself on a delicious spread of junk food and sugary treats, even coaxing Blaine to get whatever it was his heart and taste buds desired. Though they continued to have fun with each other, the feeling from earlier still weighed itself heavy in Sebastian’s chest. He always knew he had a soft spot for Blaine and that he was “the one that got away” but having him around and very likely becoming a permanent part of his life gave him a brand new feeling he hadn’t experienced before. It was in his nature to ignore it or file it away to be addressed another time, so he and Blaine continued on their day of fun without delving too much into that conversation.

At the end of the day, both their hands were full of shopping bags filled with outfits and even a few knick knacks they had come across on their little mall adventure. Sebastian helped Blaine move into his bedroom and they filled the empty spaces in the drawers and closets with Blaine’s new clothes and Sebastian even made space for things that would help Blaine feel more at home. Now Sebastian’s home was filled with lots of things that belonged to Blaine and before he went to sleep that night, seeing Blaine’s new toothbrush at the bathroom sink brought a smile to Sebastian’s face. They ate together, they lived together, and they went to sleep together. It was a life that Sebastian would definitely get used to. The thought of the rest of their days being like this kept his goofy smile going even as they both fell asleep in each other’s arms that night.

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