Maybe this will make you feel a bit better after the shitty week you’ve had. Or you can always just make fun of me, whichever will make you feel better.
-Hunt.
Sebastian found Hunter at the piano, he hadn’t touched it himself in a while and he had almost forgotten its existence. He also hadn’t realized that Hunter played, not that it should have surprised him, but he rested his elbow on the top of the piano and looked down at his friend. “What’s your master plan to make me feel better after this shitty week?” He asked, quirking a brow. He wasn’t sure what else he could possibly try, he’d already spent most of the weekend drunk or high-- hell, most of his week was spent drinking (or fucking) to keep his mind off of the rumors. He wondered what Hunter could possibly want to try.
Marley: Hey Hunt c: So asking how you're feeling would be pretty redundant but, I just wanted to check in on you, see if.. y'know, you needed anything, maybe cheer you up? I sent a little something home with Sebastian for you~ But it's a secret for now ;)
Sebastian: If you need help with money, just tell me, I can help you, babe. You don't need to go there. I know it seems quick and easy, but it's... you don't need to do it. That's not a road you should go down, I've been there and it's not good, Hunter. Please if you need help just talk to me. Like I told you earlier, I'm going to do whatever I can and stick with you no matter what.
Hunter Clarington did not do what I asked him to do, therefore I am ruining his life, as well as two others.
You guys ready for his biggest secret?
It turns out that Clarington has a steroid addiction.
Now his father will know another disgusting secret about his son.
-The Ruler
Poor Clarington, now two of his secrets are out. Enjoy it, and let this be a lesson to everyone.
The Ruler does not give out second chances, nor do I extend my timing.
I give plenty of time, and if you do not do what is asked in the time given, it just shows me and other other Revenge Bitches how fucking easy you are to bring down.
Sebastian: I almost downed her wine when she went to the bathroom but a waiter was staring me down the entire time as if he had the police on speed dial for the second he saw a single illegal drop pass my lips.
Sebastian: She literally ordered an appetizer that I'm allergic to. My own mother forgot my allergies, Hunter.
Sebastian: Would it be wrong for me to leave a dinner with my mother by sneaking out of the bathroom window the way people always do when abandoning a bad date?
WHO: Sebastian Smythe & Hunter Clarington
WHEN: Wednesday, September 29th. Night.
WHERE: Sebastian’s Home
WHAT: Sebastian fulfills the demands of his latest revenge bitch, through a small loophole, and tosses a Sonic slushie in Hunter’s beautiful face.
NOTES: Literally the shortest Huntbastian you’ll ever see.
Sebastian was honestly exhausted after spending his day stress-cleaning the entire house, then going out with his mother for a day of "catching up" which had resulted in lecture upon lecture about anything and everything she could think to lecture him over. All of that on top of the messages he had gotten this morning? He was tired, so on their way home he convinced his mom to stop at the local Sonic so he could get dinner for himself and Hunter. An idea popped into his head as he stared at the menu, a possible loophole, and he tacked on two large slushies to his order. Once he arrived home his mother said her goodnights and went to her room, meanwhile Sebastian took the bags of food to the kitchen and sat everything out on a counter. "Hunter, we got dinner, get your ass in here or else I might eat it all," he called, one hand curling around the middle of a slushie as he took the lid off.
Hunter got off of the couch once he heard Sebastian call for him, he had been sitting in the living room on his laptop after Jeff had left and had been waiting for Sebastian to come back after his little outing with his mom. "I'm coming!" He called back and left the living room to head into the kitchen. "Hey you, how was your little mother, son outing you had?" He asked curiously, pulling back the edge of one of the bags to see what all Sebastian had gotten for them. "I hope it wasn't as bad or worse than you expected." Hunter looked up at Sebastian and gave him a small smile.
Sebastian laughed drily, shaking his head. "It was definitely just as bad as I anticipated, though I'm surprised she didn't make it worse." He sighed, looking over to Hunter curiously peeking into the bag and caught his smile. He looked away again, actually feeling a bit of guilt from what he was about to do. He had gotten his fair share of slushies since transferring to McKinley, and it definitely wasn't pleasant. But he also could not risk everyone finding out his secret or his family moving him again. He may not like Lima or the events going down, but he liked the friends he had made and how he at least felt at home here for now. He pulled his lip between his teeth, steeling himself before making his next move. "But it was alright, and I got you a sl--" he cut himself off with a sharp movement, swinging his arm and tossing the contents of the cup up into Hunter's face. "Shit!" He exclaimed, trying to sound as genuine as he could, wanting to pass it off as an accident.
Hunter frowned a bit and nodded his head. "At least it wasn't as bad as it could be, you know?" He shrugged, looking over at Sebastian when he started to talk again. He couldn't help the gasp at the shock of cold once the slushie hit him. "What the actual fuck is wrong with you, Sebastian!?" He said sharply, grabbing the nearest rag off the counter and groaned as he tried to get the slush to stop stinging his eyes. "Fucking great, thanks for that." Hunter tugged off his soaked shirt, tossing it to the floor.
Sebastian feigned a look of shock, "Shit, Hunt, I'm sorry!" The apology was at least genuine as he sat the cup down and grabbed the rag from Hunter's hands, trying to wipe as much slush from his face as he could. "Sorry, I just... It was an accident," he murmured, wiping the rag over Hunter's shoulders and chest. He moved over to the sink, wetting the rag and grabbing a bigger dish towel to drop at Hunter's feet and absorb some of the mess in the floor before wiping over Hunter's skin again. "You can have mine, I'm sorry," he avoided Hunter's eyes, just trying to clean his sticky skin as much as he could and fight off the guilt that was building in his stomach. At least it was over, if these bitches were as nosy as he thought, they had to have caught that. Somehow. They had known about him and Hunter that night they were alone in his room.
Hunter groaned and tried to calm down his flaring temper, resisting the urge to slap Sebastian's hands away and storm off. "I don't want your fucking slushie, Sebastian." Hunter snapped, shaking his head. "I think I need a shower, thanks for that. Being slushied is definitely as fucking awful as everyone says it is. My eyes sting like a bitch." He muttered and rubbed at one of his eyes with a tired sigh. Hunter took a few deep breaths, trying to ignore the way his hands were twitching at the urge to punch the nearest wall and the anger surging inside of him. "I don't what I did to piss you off, I'm sorry whatever it was because I never want that shit to happen again." He huffed, biting roughly on his tongue to try and calm down.
Sebastian huffed, "I know." He dropped his hand, letting the rag fall onto the counter. After everything he'd already put Hunter through, damn he hated to admit that he was honestly feeling bad. "Look, I'm sorry," he insisted, stepping a little closer to the other boy as he used his foot to wipe at the stained floor. He lowered his voice, speaking just loudly enough for Hunter to hear, "I didn't want to. I'm sorry," He stepped back again, looking up at Hunter, trying to look as apologetic as he could. He wanted to tell Hunter exactly why he had to do what he'd just done, but he was still nervous to even mention the texts. He had felt like a nervous wreck with what Hunter had told him the previous night, still not entirely sure how 'private they could consider their private conversations.
Hunter clenched his jaw and looked at Sebastian, not saying anything. "Okay." Was all he responded with. He knew that Sebastian was more than likely not going to tell him anything, that's how it just seemed to be between the two of them. But Hunter didn't care, if Sebastian said he didn't want to then he's going to assume that the boy probably was put up to it. Sure, it didn't make him feel that much better with his eyes still stinging and how extremely sticky he was but he wasn't going to admit to that aloud. "I'm not hungry anymore." Hunter mumbled, kneeling down and cleaned up the rest of the mess on the floor then picked up the soaking wet towel. "I'm going to take a shower." He told the other boy.
Sebastian chewed at his bottom lip, turning back to the counter and staring down at the bags of food. "Yeah, that's... good idea." He sighed, taking the towel from Hunter and grabbing the other rag from the counter. "I'll get these in the laundry." Suddenly, Sebastian wasn't feeling very hungry himself. "I'll clean up the rest of this." He turned out of the kitchen and toward the laundry room, cursing under his breath. At least it was over with.
Sebastian: I got a call this morning from my mother. Apparently she finally heard about what happened on Friday and has decided to cut her current trip short to come back and pretend to be Mother of the Year for a few days and check on her son after his guidance counselor was murdered.
Sebastian: She'll be in tomorrow morning. You don't have to leave, but I haven't actually told her you're staying here yet either. She would hardly let me ask when she'd be home, let alone tell her shit.
Sebastian: Also I'm sorry that you have to meet my mother.
