meme continuation.  @notacrabbastian

      Blaine was the last of the pair to fall asleep having watched over Sebastian well after he passed out to make sure he would be alright.  He didn’t quite reach the time where he could watch dawn start to peek through the windows but he was close.  Sleep came first.  Surprisingly easily considering they changed destinations mid cab ride.  Especially with the blanket from Sebastian’s bedroom that he carried out to the couch once the poor drunkard slipped into a blissfully numb–no doubt thanks to the amount of alcohol in his system–sleep.  Water was sat by the bed, the curtains in the bedroom were shut, and Blaine curled up on the couch with a blanket that he couldn’t let himself focus too hard on how much it smelled like Sebastian. Or how soothingly comfortable the scent was.  He stayed asleep for hours only stirring once he heard the shuffling steps move past the couch as Sebastian took a seat.  Thick eyelashes fluttered and pinched shut a few times. Then in one deep inhale and a balled up fist digging into his right eye, Blaine squinted the other open and looked sleepily over towards Sebastian.  “H-hey you,” his voice was scratchy but he licked his lips and the roof of his mouth to make it a little less so, “Good morning.  Hope you’re feeling okay?”