If there was one thing about this that Sebastian was enjoying, it was how effortless it was. There had been no stiff introductions, no awkward handshakes, and everything had just sort of…happened. This was one of the reasons why Sebastian had wanted Blaine to meet Bre before he met any of his other friends. Bre was the loudest, the most eccentric, and the most welcoming of the bunch. He knew that if she approved, everyone else would do the same. It was just a thing; Bre had a good read on people from the first impression. It was her thing. He only fretted for about half a second, knowing that Bre’s questions could be abrupt and a little intrusive, but he had a feeling that Blaine could handle it.
He gave Blaine’s hand a little squeeze under the table, shooting Bre a ‘calm down on the inquisition’ look as he rolled his eyes. “Oh yes, she knows.” He said with a snort. “And she yelled at me for an hour for not inviting her— she was in Vegas while we were there.” He’d seen her at the craps table earlier that day, Blaine had been in the bathroom, but Bre had been preoccupied with one game or another so Sebastian had just said a quick hello before heading off to find Blaine. He wasn’t planning on getting married, it had just happened. Giving her a call to tell her what was happening hadn’t even occurred to him. “It was a spur of the moment thing.” He said with a dismissive shrug. “And like I told you, there was no Elvis impersonator.” He shook his head. “Not for lack of trying, however.”
He looked down at their entwined hands, a ghost of a smile on his face, before looking up when the waitress brought over their orders. He grabbed for his coffee, taking a sip, and sighed as the caffeine entered his system. He’d need it to survive a day full of classes. He was still in summer mode— his body wanted to be in bed, buried under the covers, and to sleep until noon.
It was interesting meeting one of Sebastian’s friends, definitely, but it wasn’t as difficult as Blaine had thought it might be. He wanted to impress, of course. There were all these little worries in his mind that Sebastian’s friends wouldn’t understand his less than hip ways, that he’d sort of pale in comparison when it came to coolness. He didn’t want it to look like Sebastian had accidentally married some nerd; Though he didn’t think of it in quite those terms, it was the basics of where his mind went. It didn’t look to be like that at all though, even if he was a little doe eyed in this little meeting. After he answered her the best he could, Sebastian picked up the slack and helped along when it came to filling in the blanks for the answer that Blaine had left open by saying he’d already told her.
They both knew that the marriage wasn’t exactly something they had planned on. The morning after wasn’t exactly the best in their history either; But it wasn’t the worst either. Regardless, they’d gotten through, and while Sebastian spoke he found himself looking down at his left hand and fidgeting, using his other fingers to move the ring around on his finger with a soft smile. The idea that he was now Blaine Anderson-Smythe was actually really nice. It was silly, to be so attached to a quick marriage that had happened the way this one had.. But he was really starting to be happy about it. The Elvis impersonator talk brought his eyes back up, and he looked between the other two to see if their expressions said he had missed anything, and saw nothing. Smiling softly, he shook his head at the idea of an Elvis impersonator at their wedding. It was silly, and he didn’t even notice he was pretty much mirroring Sebastian.
Blaine caught Sebastian looking at their hands and he caught that little smile and he could feel his lips turning up into a wider smile and he squeezed the hand that was within his own gently. Their orders were here, so he brought his free hand up to bring the cup to his lips and blew on it a little, then took a sip. It was good, and he nodded his head as he set the cup back down. “So, Bre.. You know about us, do you have any stories to share about you two? You know.. Anything a wonderful husband should know about his spouse?” There was a teasing tone laced in his words and he looked from Bre to Sebastian, then closed his eyes and smiled a little smugly, shaking his head softly before opening his eyes again. His lips parted at the same time, then spread into an open mouthed grin before it faded into a more normal degree of excitement. He felt so clever, for one simple question.
Sebastian knew that Bre could be a bit much to take in, she was quite loud and boisterous, but Blaine seemed to be taking everything in stride. He smiled down at him, giving his hand a little squeeze when Blaine linked their fingers together, before nodding once. “Yes, breakfast.” He agreed. “I’ve only got…” He looked down at his watch, frowning, as he did the math in his head. “About forty five minutes until I have to be on campus.”
“Then we should probably go in.” Bre said with a laugh, shaking her head, before motioning for the two boys to follow her into the cafe. She weaved through the crowd, excusing herself and hopping about, until she’d found them a table towards the back. “It’s the best table.” She explained, shrugging her shoulders, as she tossed her purse down on the stool next to her. “The sun shines in—but not so much that it gets in your eyes, and you’re close enough to the speakers so that you can hear the radio but it’s not deafening.” She grinned. “I come here a lot, if you can’t tell. I even have a usu—“ She cut off when a waitress came over, plopping a bagel and a cup in front of her, before turning to look at the two boys. “What can I get you, honeys?”
Sebastian balked, not being used to being addressed so suddenly and put on the spot, before flailing his hands a little and ordering a coffee and a scone. Once Blaine had ordered and the waitress buzzed off, Sebastian shook his head and looked over at Bre with a small smile on his face. “Just as eccentric as always. It’s nice to see that things haven’t changed.”
“Speaking of changes.” Bre spoke up, an amused grin on her face, as she turned towards Blaine and completely dismissed Sebastian. “Please…tell me. How did you manage to get Sebastian ‘I’m allergic to commitment’ Smythe to settle down?”
The feeling of Sebastian squeezing his hand after their fingers entwined made Blaine smile. It was reassuring, that the small sign of affection was acceptable in front of one of Sebastian’s friends. He hadn’t asked about it because he didn’t know if he would like the answer, but he was curious as to what the etiquette for this little get together was supposed to be. Blaine was all about being polite, he didn’t want to seem rude and he definitely didn’t want to upset Sebastian. The idea that they didn’t have much time was pretty sad; It was a reminder that pretty soon the summer would be officially over and his time of stealing nearly one hundred percent of Sebastian’s time would be done too. Bre led them into the little cafe and found them a table and Blaine simply focused on staying at Sebastian’s side, and he stepped up onto his stool, keeping their hands linked. He liked the comfort.
Bre went through a little checklist of why this table, out of all the others, was the perfect table to sit at and Blaine nodded as she spoke, wanting her to know he was listening. He was pretty amazed when the waitress came and gave her the food and drink without even having to be prompted. His eyes went a little wide, a sparkle brightening them as he smiled, looking at the waitress, the food, Sebastian, and then Bre. Once Sebastian had ordered he asked for some biscotti and a non-fat mocha then thanked the waitress cheerfully. It seemed like Sebastian and his friend were going to converse, and Blaine was perfectly happy with looking back and forth between the two of them like a tennis match. Then Bre addressed him and he perked, more surprised than anything.
The question itself made him double take, and his lips parted as his jaw dropped, the lower half moving up and down a few small fractions as he tried to come up with something to say. Blaine looked at Sebastian, ‘help’ written in his eyes as he pinched his eyebrows up in the center, then quickly composed himself and turned back to Bre.
“I.. Well, I guess that’s kind of a complicated question to answer. Wow. It’s not something that just happened in an instant. Did he tell you how we ended up married?” Blaine asked, feeling out what it was that Bre knew already. What if she didn’t know something and he ended up spilling it? He really wished his coffee was there already, so he could pause to sip from his cup without looking rude. As it was, he just looked back to Sebastian for a moment and brought his free hand to join their two entwined ones without thinking about it.
You would comment on my eyebrows.
As Blaine talked about his dream, Sebastian couldn’t help but shake his head as he resisted the urge to laugh. He found it nice, comforting even, that with everything going on Blaine’s dreams were light-hearted and not quite as crazy as everything going on in their waking hours. When Sebastian dreamed it was usually all trance music, bright lights, and x-rated moves on the dancefloor. Nothing suitable for public consumption…more like an episode of Queer as Folk. He stretched a little before turning back to look at him, cocking his head to the side, as he looked over at the clock and then back at Blaine before pursing his lips. When he said that he wasn’t going to go Sebastian seriously considered calling Bre and pushing breakfast back an hour. Though he’d never say so out loud, he really wanted this to go well.
A wave of relief washed over him when Blaine stood up and he smiled a bit as he sat down on the edge of the bed and watched Blaine go about his morning routine. He shot him a look of unamusement when he nearly said he’d do his hair and grinned when he realized the slip up. It had been a good gel free summer and Sebastian hoped that would continue well into the year. “I can probably do that.” He said with a nod, running his fingers through his hair to ensure that it was still spiked up in the front, before standing up and grabbing his satchel. He’d probably have to go straight to school from coffee. Once Blaine was dressed and ready to go he gave him another quick kiss, gave Jack a pat on the head, and followed him out the door as they made their way to the coffee place on the corner.
He saw Bre before he heard her. With a whoop and a crash she practically through herself at him, nearly knocking them over, and he just caught her in time as he laughed and tried to hide his shock. “Some people just say hello…” He said with a frown, his eyes betraying him as hi s lips twitched upwards, and he took a step back before motioning between the two of them. “Blaine, this is Bre. Bre, this i—“ But he never got to finish because she’d already interrupted him.
“So you must be the Husband.” She said with a grin, eyes looking Blaine up and down, as she nodded happily. “I’m Bre. You’re good looking…” She looked between Blaine and Sebastian, as if considering things, before nodding and turning back towards him. “I like the curls. Nice curls. You two would have beautiful babies… y’know, if you could.”
It didn’t take long to get dressed, even though Blaine had a pretty specific process he went through. Without the gel routine, he was able to pull together and manage being done within ten minutes, which left them five to get to the coffee shop. Sebastian wouldn’t say it out loud, but he didn’t have to; Blaine could tell he wanted it to go well. The possible reasons were pretty obvious. This was one of the few people Sebastian deemed worthy of hanging around, and the small things he had heard from the other boy about her led him to believe she was pretty important to him.
When the girl nearly brought them to the ground, Blaine stepped aside, deciding it was probably best to let the two have their little moment. He’d been personally stealing Sebastian’s time for over a month now, so he knew there really any time for him to have been out, spending with other friends. It wasn’t like he minded being on the sidelines for a moment, it just meant he got a chance to watch Sebastian and someone he thought of as a close friend interact. Honestly, it was cute and refreshing. It was really nice to know that he wasn’t the only one that didn’t think of Sebastian as some sort of evil mastermind. So Blaine stood with his hands clasped behind his back, smiling as he watched the two greet each other.
Being introduced made him swell up with a bit of pride, and he stood up as tall as he could, while still holding a friendly aura. Her interruption and the blunt admission that she knew his technical title threw him off a little. He should have known Sebastian would have briefed the girl on the situation before this but he still found himself unclasping his hands to rub the back of his head for a second as he looked off, lips parted as he searched for words. It wasn’t long, maybe two seconds, then he looked back up to her, closed his lips, and nodded. “Husband. Yes. I’m Blaine. It’s nice to finally meet one of Seb’s friends.”
He could tell she was sort of analyzing them for some reason. Why? He didn’t know. Then the babies comment came out and he found himself looking at her with his eyebrows raised as he brought his hands out to wave them around. “Babies?” They were just about to start college. They might be married, but the thought of a baby was definitely a bit much. Even if she wasn’t entirely serious. He looked over to Sebastian, then stepped closer again and took his hand, entwining their fingers. “So. Um. Breakfast?” He said as he turned his gaze back to the girl, smiling warmly at her.
Sebastian couldn’t help but smirk as Blaine adjusted to being awake, blinking blearily against the sun, and he shifted his weight a little so that he could lay comfortably on top of him while he woke up. “What kind of dream?” He asked curiously, fingers running through Blaine’s wild curls, as he raised an eyebrow. “X Rated? If so… feel free to tell me all about it.” His lips twitched upwards into another smirk as he rolled off of him and onto the bed beside him as he wrapped his arms around his waist. He was in an especially good mood today, happy to be seeing an old friend and introducing her to Blaine, so he couldn’t hide the smile that was on his face. Even after all of the drama with Rachel a few nights earlier. He wasn’t going to let her have any negative impact on his life—not anymore.
“It seemed like the quickest way to wake you up.” Sebastian said with a shrug, leaning down to peck his lips, before rolling back out of bed and straightening out his sweater. “Which reminds me… we’re supposed to meet Bre in 15 minutes.” He shrugged, holding his hands up as if to say ‘my bad’, as he backed away from the bed. “I probably should have woken you up earlier.” He leaned down again to steal another kiss, his hand cupping Blaine’s cheek, before pulling back with a teasing grin on his face. “I’ll make it up to you later.”
The question about his dream made him snort, and in his half asleep daze he managed to smack Sebastian’s upper arm gently. “No. Silly pervert.” Blaine teased as a smile grew on his face. The other boy moved off of him and curled up beside him, so he rolled onto his side to face him. “I dreamed about Katy Perry, I was on tour with her. Nothing sexual, just.. fun.” He explained vaguely, figuring it wasn’t something Sebastian would be all that interested in anyway. That last few moments in his dream were something he didn’t want to talk about anyway, because he knew why his own personal problems had drifted into his dreams. The smile on Sebastian’s face made him smile too, though his own was a bit more hazy and sleepy than the other boy’s.
“You’re adorable.” He said softly, then leaned in to return the soft peck. Moments later he was alone in the bed, which made him pout as he looked up at Sebastian. It was obvious the other boy was in a bit of a hurry. Which they were, as it turned out, and Blaine groaned as he returned the second kiss, then pulled the blankets over his head playfully, mumbling out to Sebastian, his voice muffled a little from the fabric. “I changed my mind. I’m staying right here.” But even as he said it, he was already waking up more and he knew he wanted to go. So he sighed dramatically and tipped his chin back, rubbing at his eyes again. “Okay, I lied. I’m getting up.” He said, then rolled out of bed and wandered over to grab himself some clothes. Already much more awake now that he was up, he wandered into the bathroom and called out to Sebastian, just sort of talking out his thoughts to keep conversation going. “So no time for a shower then. Will you take one with me later to make up for it? I’m just going to get dressed and do my ha—” His sleep addled mind had managed to forget he didn’t do the hair gel routine anymore. “Just get dressed.”
To say that Sebastian wasn’t a morning person would be the understatement of the century. He tended to function well when the sun was long gone, the darkness coloring the sky, but that didn’t exactly bode well with university life. It was possible to take night courses, yeah, but he’d much rather be spending his nights out and about or at home than in a classroom listening to some boring professor drone on about ethics or laws. So when his alarm went off at quarter after five it was with a sigh of reluctance that he rolled himself out of bed and stumbled into the living room to get Jack ready for her walk. It wasn’t much of walk, more like the puppy dragging Sebastian down and around the block a few times, before he’d staggered back to their apartment and went about his morning routine. He showered quickly, shaved the stubble that had grown over the weekend, and redressed before heading back into the bedroom. He’d mentioned meeting up with Bre in the morning for coffee the night before but he hadn’t gotten a concrete answer from the other boy as to whether or not he wanted to come.
“Good morning, love.” He drawled as he crawled back into bed, straddling Blaine’s body, as he reached down to ruffle up his hair. He had a feeling that Blaine wouldn’t be much happier about waking up than he had, especially with how late they’d gone to bed the night before, but he’d make it up to him later. He was excited to have Blaine meet one of his oldest friends. With everyone so down about their relationship, and the way that it had come to be, it would be nice to talk to someone who wasn’t casually undermining and watching everything he did and waiting for him to screw up. Bre was…well, she was eccentric. They’d known each other since they were five, their parents ran in the same social circle, and they’d always sort of stuck together whenever they were at the same social gatherings. Sebastian could remember sitting under a table at Sally Gerther’s wedding sharing a bottle of champagne that they’d stolen from one of the waiters when they weren’t paying attention. That had been the first time he’d gotten drunk, seriously drunk, and the same night that he’d thrown up on his mothers shoes before crawling into bed. Bre had certainly made his childhood more interesting four or five times a year.
“Did you want to get breakfast with us?” He mumbled against Blaine’s ear, his lips pressed against his lobe, as he tugged softly on it with his teeth. He wasn’t above using diabolical tricks to lure him up and out of bed. Despite the fact that he’d much rather be laying there beside him than getting ready to start his day at 6AM.
Whether or not Blaine was a morning person or not was reliant on a few different things; When he went to bed, how strenuous his day was, whether he’d been drinking, etc. They both knew Sebastian had things to do in the morning, and Blaine had teased the other boy with a ‘maybe’ when he’d been asked if he wanted to go. Of course, his answer was yes. He was delighted. The thought of getting to meet one of Sebastian’s personal friends had his heart racing. It was even hard for him to get to sleep, he was just so excited. Imagine a child, waiting for Santa Claus on Christmas Eve and you had Blaine’s mindset.
When Sebastian got out of bed, he remained in bed. The feeling of the other boy leaving the bed woke him up just enough to reach out, grab Sebastian’s pillow, and cuddle it up to his chest. A surrogate Sebastian, until he fell asleep again and inevitably ended up dropping it. More than likely, it would end up on the floor before Sebastian came back.
Blaine was having the most wonderful dream. While Sebastian was out walking Jack, Blaine was on stage with Katy Perry. Somehow, he was uncertain how, he’d managed to get a gig as a back up dancer for her. It was utter bliss, and after the show he helped pick up some of the props to clean up the stage. He was just so happy to be there, he wanted to help in any way he could. That was when he saw her, Katy Perry herself. She was in her dressing room with the door open, wearing the last outfit he had seen her in. His poor little dapper heart raced as he wondered what he should do. Somehow, he knew this was his only chance, so he took it. Knocking on the door, he poked his head in and called her name, and then they had the most wonderful conversation. He told her how he loved her, musically, and how he performed her songs. They were his favorite. Then he got into matters of the heart, and she talked over her divorce and he held her while she cried, which made him cry, and he spilled about his situation with Sebastian and Kurt… She was just about to give him advice, and she heard the words faintly as he woke up. Follow your heart Blaine, you have to do what makes you happy.
Blinking, he looked up and saw Sebastian on top of him. Reaching a hand up, Blaine rubbed his eye, then brought his other hand up to rub his other eye, cringing a little at the light. “Seb..” He murmured, then reached out his hands to hold the other boy by the hips. He was still super sleepy, and he was about to talk when that whisper came. “I just had the wildest dre-ee-ooh..” He ended the sentence in a hum as he felt the attention to his ear. “Dirty trick.” He mumbled, because they both knew his weakest spot was his ears. “I wanna go, yeah. I want to meet your friend. You didn’t have to try to tease me into submission. Though…” He grinned to himself and closed his eyes. “I do like it.”
And now I have a superhero kink. Great.
Be my Batman?
Robin, the boy wonder, at your service.