familiar face–not so familiar story.

He catches it, that glance.  He’s acting about as Sebastian-like as ever, which is to say, not in the slightest.  His confidence was in science, in his speed, in the criminal activities that he was technically here to do.  Not confrontations, no matter that they’re disguised as.

“Living the dream after all.”  He jokes.  It was nice to see that Blaine got to live where he used to talk about.  Memories resurface, talking about plans of the future and goals big and small.  He can’t believe Blaine actually humored him with friendship, given his behavior.. Although, the worst of it was hidden for a little while, wasn’t it?  He wasn’t flaunting how he talked to Kurt in his face-  Right.  Kurt.  Barry almost looks around for him right there; they were probably a far better couple than Barry gave them credit for if they survived his rain of terror.

“I got some time off work,”  He says with a shrug of his shoulder.  “Some friends thought a vacation would be cool so I figured why not tag along, right?  Never got to see this place.. We should- we should catch up sometime, while I’m here.  If you want to.”

Living the dream.  Close enough.  Blaine loved the city.  He loved his life here.  But the road getting to that love?  Was made up of bumps and swerves.  A detour or two that left him chasing the chance to let himself fall in love with it again after a rather tumultuous love story between him and his place of dreams.  “Yeah.  I guess you could say that.  It’s home and there’s no place I’d rather be.”  There was nothing but truth in that statement.  Even if she threw him a hardball to the face now and then? New York City would always be home.

So–Sebastian was going to be here for only at least a little while?  Hearing that news brought a smile to Blaine’s lips and an excited sparkle to his eyes.  “Yeah. Yeah!  I’d love to.  How long will you be here?” It’d been years and he hoped they’d run into each other again someday.  But–like a lot of high school relationships–life had a way of breaking promises of not falling out of touch for a lot of people.  He hadn’t meant to let it happen between the two of them.  Though it wasn’t either’s particular fault.

“Whenever you have the time?  I’ll make the time.  I could show you the not-so-touristy places. If that’s something you’d like,” he searched the other’s green eyes and decided on one thing he had to get out of the way first.  With a palm fit against the back of his neck, he smiled softly. “It is really good to see you again.”