sebastian.

         ❝Its barely nighttime, killer—❞ he rolls emerald eyes at Blaine both softly and playfully before a brow raises, a hand on the wheel. It was a lie, what he claims. It already WAS night. Past it. But to Sebastian, it was barely night. Why? Because when he was with Blaine, time didn’t matter. It vanished. Hours of the day. No. They were suddenly insignificant. Sebastian spent so much of his time stressing about making the MOST out of his life. Doing crazy, stupid things just so he doesn’t waste it. So he can have that rush. Succeeding more than everyone along the way. But not in these times. It was just hazel eyes and soft spoken words. Lingering stares and hands brushing ‘accidentally’. Sebastian knew he didn’t talk about his personal or home life ever with Blaine, really. Little casual brushing off kind of answers before he’s going back to filling Blaine with flirty compliments or bringing up something that happened at his last lacrosse game. But he knew that the question as to why Sebastian had been driving around out of his home at night wouldn’t be one they pondered on. When they were together, they had fun. It was special. Was that the word?

Sebastian sometimes thinks Blaine knows that he CLEARLY isn’t fond of talking about things like his family or his home. That the fact is quite see through. The hints had been dropped before as to why he wouldn’t want to. Anytime Blaine had come over it had been an empty mansion with only Sebastian in it. No warmth or home cooked meals. It was huge and cold. Quiet. Only filled with the music that Sebastian blasted throughout it. He knew he wouldn’t be judged for that. Blaine has the same kind of home life from what he’d picked up on. Always alone. Sebastian doesn’t notice but he’s clenching onto the wheel tighter than he knows. It’s always like that when he first sees Blaine. It takes a moment to CALM the way his stomach reacts. A feeling he would forever refuse to believe are the classic ‘butterflies’. As Blaine speaks he’s shooing them away as he tries his best to keep a smug smile and calmed features, not wanting to let the other know how NERVOUS he got around him at first. A fool. Yet? He couldn’t get enough of it even if he tried to distance himself from clinging onto being around Blaine so much. ❝—-I’m down, no second thoughts about it. We’re so going. Wanna give me some directions to his mysterious place?❞ 

“Okay, okay. I stand corrected.  We have all the time in the world.”  Blaine seems oblivious as always to the white knuckle grip Sebastian has on the steering wheel. Or the reason for it in the first place.  But..  His hand covering Sebastian’s doesn’t pull away either.  In fact, the edge of his thumb traces a light circle around the knuckle it rests on. Mindlessly picking up a pattern that’s slow and reassuring, to maybe just himself, that they aren’t alone anymore.  At least for tonight, they have each other.  A soothing warmth fills his bones, melts the tenseness that a lonely house started to make his muscles ache with and he curls up a little tighter and snuggles into the blanket as the noise of his shoes hitting the floor comes in two dull thuds.  This is how they work. No one sees them like this.  No one knows how deep their friendship goes.  Past shamelessly unabashed flirting from Sebastian in public.  Or how he manages to get Blaine tongue-tied in a matter of a smirky stare even when no one’s watching. No one sees that when things get quiet between them?  They become something else.  Blaine doesn’t know the word for it.  Might not ever figure it out.  But it’s something he could never chance losing and so, he plays things so careful sometimes.  For Sebastian and for him and for their whatever they are he can’t ever picture going without on nights like this.

Not once looking away from his friend’s beautifully sharp profile.  Just in case Sebastian looks his way, he wants him to know he has his full attention. It’s a route he’s driven so much on his own that he knows the scenery by heart now.  “It’s easy to find.  Just go down my street until you have to make a u-turn or go onto the dirt road.  Just keep going.  No one is at the house we’ll pass by.  I think it’s someone’s second home. Anyway, I probably won’t have to tell you when we’re finally there.  I’m sure you’ll notice,” he slowly grins and it lingers in the mischievous sparkle inside his eyes, “Mysterious.  I know.  Before you pick on me?  It’s only because I don’t want to ruin the surprise.”  His temple rests on the curved, leather edge of his seat and now that they are in fifth gear and he has a good twenty minutes before they have to shift down? Sebastian’s hand is lifted up, pulled over and held in Blaine’s lap because he’s greedy enough to want it there and comfortable enough to indulge himself. Caution aside.  “Until we get there.. Got anything on your mind you need to talk about?  If not..that’s okay.  I just thought I’d ask, you know?”