Welcome To The House Of Fun || Seblaine
Sebastian nodded in agreement. “I’m just completely right all the time.” He said smugly, laughing slightly. “Hm. You found the right guy? Who is he? Is he hot? He’ll have to go through my test first, of course.” He smiled. “Oh well, let me dream.” He chuckled softly and nudged him gently. “Not a problem.”
Sebastian nodded slowly and gulped. “I.. er,” He took a deep breath. “I don’t really, um, wanna talk about it. I’m sorry.” He sniffed. “But I will tell you. Just.. just not now.”
Sebastian shrugged his shoulders. “What’s the point in it?” He raised an eyebrow. “Thank you. Ah, yes. Most of them really agree with me though, it’s fun. I remember the first time I opened my submission and ask box, everyone like, plagued me with thank you’s and stuff. They’re probably the best people ever.” He hummed softly, biting his lip. “Stop saying sorry, B. It didn’t creep me out, no.” He laughed softly, shaking his head. “Who knows, maybe you’ll even get to cross that off of your bucket list, too.” He smirked, nodding slowly. He frowned a little at the next bit. “Hey, don’t say that. Retard is a horrible word and why would you think that of yourself?” He asked, tilting his head to the side. As Blaine spoke again, Sebastian gulped, watching as he put his head in his hands. Was it because of the ‘I think’? They had only just met, how was he supposed to know how he felt for Blaine? Sure, he felt something, but he wasn’t sure what that something was. “Blaine, don’t.. don’t apologize. Please.” To be honest, when Blaine apologized it just made Sebastian feel like Blaine never meant those words or anything. It completely felt like someone was stabbing him in the chest right there. He kept any trace of emotion inside. When Blaine rushed to his bedroom, Sebastian gulped and shooed Buddy out of his room before shutting the door and sitting on the bed. Don’t cry, don’t fucking cry you worthless piece of shit, he thought to himself, trying to hold in the tears. He grabbed his shirt and put it back on, he then grabbed his hoodie and put that back on too, hugging his knees to his chest, doing his absolute best not to cry. Every fucking time. Everytime he even let his walls come down or even show someone how he actually felt, it just left him hurt. He couldn’t deal with it, he honestly couldn’t. He had spent all of these fucking years holding all of the tears in, all of how fucking miserable he felt. He hugged his knees tighter to his chest, burying his face between his knees as he started to sob quite loudly, his body shaking as he did. He tried to take deep breaths to calm himself, which only made the sobs worse and louder. He moved to lay down, burying his face in a pillow, hoping it would make the sobs quieter than they were.
Blaine grinned, looking at him. “Yeah, I have found the right guy. And he’s someone who has a very freckly body.” He teased, looking up at him, grinning widely. “My eyebrows are still disgusting.” He shrugged, biting on his lip.
“I understand, I’m sorry.” He smiled, looking at him. “I’m ready to listen whenever you want to tell me.” He smiled.
When Sebastian mentioned letting the fans leave him messages, Blaine couldn’t help but smile. “Aw, that’s really cute that you opened your ask and submissions for fans and shit.” He smiled slightly, looking down. “Well, I’m glad I didn’t scare you.” He grinned, biting his lip. “I was a retard child though, I told everyone I had a cloud on my head.” He sniffed, looking at his feet. When he heard Sebastian sob loudly, he frowned, looking at his feet. “Seb?” He mumbled, opening his eyes, frowning as he saw Buddy laying in front of the door, his paws over his ears trying to block the crying out. He frowned, knocking on Sebastian’s bedroom door. “I’m really sorry.” He mumbled, opening the door. He gulped as he saw him laid on the bed, his pillow over his head. “I’m really sorry. I did mean it, it’s just. I..I’m sorry.” He sniffed, sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to keep in his tears. He placed his hand on top of Sebastian’s. “I didn’t mean to, please don’t hate me.” he sniffed. “I do love you, and I know that you might think that we hardly know each other, but it just felt right saying it and I’m sorry if my kiss was too meaningful and shit and I’m just really sorry for screwing up things.” He mumbled, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke.