The sun was barely up when Blaine’s eyes refused to close again.  Not wanting to move, the Warbler laid in bed next to Sebastian milking the minutes he had to simply enough being beside the other.  Listening to his steady breathing, hazel eyes studied his face as Blaine stole the chance to admire him without him knowing.  Sebastian was always the most gorgeous when he didn’t think he had an audience.  He considered himself lucky that he seemed to get to be the one who bear witness to the sight the most.

There were things he wanted to talk about.  Things he wanted to say.  When dawn was barely breaking through the trees far enough to turn the light around them silvery blue there seemed to be a window of opportunity to whisper confessions and secrets in the near dark that shouldn’t see the light of day.  You could imagine yourself safer here.  When the day barely existed and the world was brand new again to lay your heart on the table.  But today was not that day and he needed to get ready before breakfast.  Begrudgingly rolling up to a sitting position after a peck to a pale cheek, Blaine grabbed the things he needed and tossed a towel over his shoulder.  The coffee machine perked to life on his way out the door.

One specific thing wrong wasn’t noticed first.  It was everything.  The taste of earth and mud and gross filled up his mouth.  Blaine instinctively spit it out back into his mug and he heard their bed give when his loud choke broke into gasps for air.  What he didn’t expect to see?  Was what was waiting for him when he flipped the top open.  “What the he–..”  The confusion on his face twisted into a look of absolute horror.  “OhmyGod!”  Dirt and worms and a sludge of awful that had his mug falling to the floor of the tent splashing whatever it was up onto his foot before the sound of him bouncing on his knees as he hit them greeted the waking Sebastian.  A split second before Blaine lost the entire contents of his stomach in the trashcan.  Heaving and wretching so hard he swore he was throwing up his tenth birthday party cake.  If it were, you know, buried in a decades worth of mud and funk. Who the hell DID THIS?!

@preyforthewlcked ; continued from egwildcard.