sebastian would feel bad for how impossibly wary blaine looked if he wasn’t so uncomfortable with the whole situation, himself. he knew he looked like a mess. and with his hair pointing all out, bruises on his face, dark circles under his eyes and cuts on his skin, while wearing a backless hospital gown, wasn’t exactly how he’d hoped to meet the other again, if they ever did. he had hoped in his head, not that he thought about it, as a sort of last desperate win that when they met again, he’d at least look presentable enough to give blaine some regret. the way he looked then, he probably just reminded the other of all the mornings they’d spent nursing hangovers together. not the best presentation.
he downed his head and tried to work inside it what the hell was blaine even doing there. even if by some freakish joke of nature he HAD been the one to find him, he should have gone home a long time ago, when it was clear sebastian was gonna make it. wasn’t that enough even for blaine’s standards of chivalry? he felt his stomach churn as something about the way blaine looked, told him it wasn’t. which was wonderful and meant that now all that was left was for sebastian to deal with his pity. again.
he’d be better off feeling pathetic for imagining blaine had been there to hold his hand when the world started to spin and darken from the blood seeping out of his head. it’d have been a whole inferior level of humiliation than the kind of pathetic he felt NOW, with the other standing there. the fact he had hoped somehow that kurt’s name wouldn’t come up in their first two minutes of conversation, didn’t help.
he sighed at blaine’s response, not bothering to cover up now, there wasn’t much good to it. he rubbed his face, and finally looked into the other’s eyes. ❝is there any doubt?’ he rose eyebrows. was that blaine’s way of telling him something was wrong? he heard the knock on the door right then and looked up just as a doctor walked in. he supposed he’d find out now.
Maybe he should listen and go like Sebastian was telling him he should. Maybe that was the fairest thing to do because Blaine knew Sebastian well enough to know that he wasn’t comfortable with him being here and seeing him in the state he was in. Sebastian had no idea that he’s been here from the start. Defying orders to go and even lying to stay put. All lies and falsehoods that came crashing down when the doctor walked in and broke his tightly guarded secret open.
“Mister Anderson. Still here, hm? Have you slept yet? I told you to get some rest. You’re not going to be any good here if you exhaust yourself. I doubt you want to be taking the bed in the next room, do you?” A quick chiding only shattered the illusion that Blaine somehow magically found out that Sebastian was in the hospital and somehow knew which one it was and appeared here.
What he heard next, though? That was the secret he was hoping he could skirt around until Sebastian was out of here and none-the-wiser on how Blaine was lingering far past visiting hours and being listened to when he refused to leave.
“I’m sure you’re glad to see your betrothed is awake.” The doctor strung out the word in the way doctor’s do when they’re trying to lighten the mood, make a joke you’re never going to get and just sound corny so you laugh anyway. Blaine wasn’t laughing. Only smiling awkwardly like a kid who just got busted with his hand in the cookie jar trying to pretend he was confused on how it got there. “If you would have trusted me hours ago, that sleep would have been a bit easier.”
Blaine’s heart sank, his jaw dropped and his slow turning stare landed right on Sebastian to see his reaction. The truth was out. He was here because he told them he had a right to be. And they BELIEVED him. “I–I.. I know. I was just in a panic. I’m sure you understand why.” From quiet to stuttering, Blaine shut up and sat through the doctor explaining to Sebastian that his wounds were mostly surface. The cuts and bruises were going to heal on their own. But he had broken ribs and a punctured lung. He broke down expected release dates, what would happen as far as treatment. Everything Sebastian needed to know. And when he left?
A click of a door never hit Blaine’s ears as loud. “I swear I can explain why I did that..”
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