catching up.

The very reason he had to have this conversation alone; that name.  Years spent around and then living with Iris and Joe, Barry was smart enough to not create a fake life and use his real name with it.  One search and it all would have come crashing down.  Now he’s not sure if he should correct Blaine or leave it be, wondering what the odds are that they see each other again after this.  But god he’s missed that aura of positivity.

“Oh no- don’t worry about it.”  He hurried to say.  Barry smiles back- smiles, not smirking like was basically his default in high school.  There were at least two options with this conversation that he had no time to think about, otherwise he’d be fine catching up with an old friend – even if he did try to take said old friend away from friend’s boyfriend – but as it is, he’s clueless and nervous and shoving his hands in his pockets before he can start picking at his nails.

“It’s-”  Barry, not Sebastian. “it’s good to see you too.  What’re you doing here?  In town, I mean.  Obviously..”  And this was just going so well.  Barry rubs the back of his neck and hopes he’s coming off more casual than he thinks he is.

Blaine couldn’t take his eyes off that familiar face he’d missed much more than he realized now that they were standing face to face again.  Sebastian was a good friend in spite of the mistakes that happened between the two of them resulting in a distance Blaine didn’t know how to stop from growing wider before it was too late.

On top of that?  He may not want to admit to it but Sebastian was one of those people who might always be the definition of what if.  A whole string of them that had Blaine looking a little too hard at him before he cut his thoughts loose and focused on the present rather than the past.  Was Sebastian nervous?  Blaine’s stare casually dropped to Sebastian’s hands as the other shoved them in his pockets and then quickly met his eyes again, his own lighting up as he rocked back on his heels happy to hear Sebastian was just as glad to see him.

“I live here.  Have for a while now.  I came here for school and never left.  I don’t think I could see myself anywhere else.”  He waved off any further explanation knowing if you got him talking about the city that he loved–he might never stop.  Genuine bewilderment tugged his lips into a smile at the very corner before he dropped them open and took in a sharp breath exhaling it in an ‘ahh?’.  “The real question is–what are you doing here?”